Ultimate Master of Martial Arts

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What else could Lu Fan say, softly, walked out of the door in the eyes of a Qing master who was full of smiles.

The book is very thick, like a stone slab, Lu Fan is the first time to see such a thick martial arts, I am afraid it will take some time to read it.

Looking up, Lu Fan suddenly saw that the ground that had been torn by Brother Chu Tian did not know when it was restored.

Slightly frowned, Lu Fan was shocked in his heart. Was it just a master of the Qing Dynasty?

What kind of repairs are needed to restore the cracked ground to its original state?

“Ah, Brother Lu Fan, Master didn’t say anything about you.”

Brother Han Feng secretly opened the door and shouted to Lu Fan. At this time, Chu Xing and Chu Tian’s two brothers suddenly raised the voice of recitation. It seems to be covering Brother Han Feng.

Lu Fan walked to the door of Brother Han Feng and said, “Nothing. Master gave me a swordsmanship and let me out. Brother Han Feng, do you know what’s going on here? Just returned … … “

Brother Han Feng quickly said: “It’s nothing. The martial arts school of the Budo Academy is just in formation. It is said that there are a number of powerful fairy moralists and Wu Zun laying together. The entire Budo Academy is like this. The ground is damaged and can be restored soon. Just get used to it. Brother Lu Fan, what swordsmanship did you get? Is the ground level martial art? “

Lu Fan handed the book in hand to Han Feng: “No, it’s just a low-level martial art.”

“what?”

Brother Han Feng couldn’t believe it, and found that it was the basic swordsmanship. The moves were extremely simple and shallow.

Han Feng’s face changed and muttered: “When is Master so stingy.”

Looking up, Han Feng returned the book to Lu Fan, and then ran aside and sneaked out a booklet and handed it to Lu Fandao: “Senior Brother Lu Fan. This is my brother’s exercises, and the experience of the previous generations and my experience Sensation, you take it and see it. Do n’t worry about returning me. “

Lu Fan’s face changed slightly, and he shook his head immediately: “Brother Han Feng, how can this be done.”

Han Feng grinned: “Anyway, am I also a brother. Let me see if you want it. When I want to use it, I will get it from you again. Don’t be embarrassed, this is also the tradition of the Yuanyuan. When I came, my brother Brother II, they helped me in this way. Go, do n’t be seen by Master. “

Han Feng packed the booklet into Lu Fan’s hands, and then pushed Lu Fan out.

Lu Fan looked at the booklet in his hand and saw a slight ripple in his eyes.

Back in the room, Lu Fan placed both the booklet and the book on the table.

Opening the brochure of Brother Han Feng first, Lu Fan was very curious. Why did Brother Han Feng just be demonstrably stopped by the other two brothers when he just demonstrated his martial arts.

Opening Brother Han Feng’s booklet, Lu Fan looked at it for a while, then took a cold breath.

It turns out that it is no wonder that Brother Han Feng is not used.

Compared with those of Brother Chu Xing and Brother Chu Tian, ​​these martial arts are probably more terrifying.

He is going to use it, it is estimated that all the buildings here will be gone.

The terrible martial art is terrible. And the cultivation conditions are so harsh, and they also need special physique. How did Brother Han Feng achieve it?

Closed the booklet, the probability that he had developed this martial art is not likely to be much. Because he does not have the indestructible physique mentioned in the booklet, even if he forcibly cultivates, his achievements will not be too high. The next few must have missed him.

After closing the booklet, Lu Fan opened the thick Basic Swordsmanship.

I haven’t read it yet. Just then, there was a sound at the door.

“Brother Lu Fan, then.”

Lu Fan turned around and saw that two books were flying. Brother Chu Xing at the door, Chu Tian smiled. Chu Xingdao said: “Master does not give you good things, you will learn our martial arts. Haha, when the master returns, you can go to the master to learn, there is no problem. Brother Lu Fan, come on and practice.”

Brother Chu Tian chuckled, didn’t say much, and only gave a bold laugh to Landing Fan.

The two left after they had finished speaking, and immediately went back to recite.

Lu Fan looked at the two in his hand, and then looked at the one on the table by Han Feng.

He felt extremely warm in his heart.

This feeling, when he was at home, rarely experienced it. Only a few times, still from his father. No one in the same generation.

Lu Fan put the book on the table, his eyes light up slightly, and muttered: “It seems that I am destined to the Yuanyuan. Brothers, I will not let you down.”

Turning on the basic sword tactics, Lu Fan began to study carefully. He did not believe that Master Yiqing would deliberately perfuse him with his own low-level martial arts.

Either this is a test, or there must be a mystery in it.

Either way, Lu Fan has to work hard to find out.

No matter Lu Fan, Chu Xing, Chu Tian, ​​or Han Feng, they found that Master Qing had stood behind the door long ago, and saw their movements through the cracks.

“The boys.”

Master Qing laughed, and he remembered the years when he first practiced.

What does it mean to be a teacher’s friendship?

Master Qing opened the door of the room, waved a rocking chair, slowly sat down, closed his eyes and nourished himself.

When I saw Master Qing came out, Chu Xing, Chu Tian, ​​and Han Feng’s recitation suddenly increased, and the voice went away with the wind, and disappeared.

. . . . . .

The following time, Lu Fan will be carefully studying this basic swordsmanship.

From morning till night, the sun rises and the sun rises, and the candles are up and down, and the study is painstaking.

At the beginning, Lu Fan really didn’t see any doorway. This is a basic swordsmanship.

But after careful reading, Lu Fan discovered the difference between this basic swordsmanship and other low-level swordsmanship.

First of all, it divides the swordsmanship very finely, which is divided into split sword, bayonet sword, pick sword, sweep sword, truncate sword, hanging sword, collapse sword, point sword, trowel, lift sword, cloud sword, frame sword Eighteen styles of blocking swords, carrying swords, wearing swords, cutting swords, cutting swords, and holding swords.

Among them, the sword splitting alone is divided into imaginary stepping splitting, bow stepping splitting, turning back splitting, stepping splitting and so on.

Behind each split, there are three to four casting skills, and corresponding martial arts explanations.

There are eighteen types, and there are at least tens of thousands of swordsmanship skills.

Not to mention anything else, but this amount made Lu Fan exclaim. Looking back, I found that it is far more than that.

After speaking of one formula, there is actually a detailed explanation of the method of fusion of this formula and other formulas. As the number of moves increases, the detailed explanation also changes. Not only is there a way to meet the enemy, but also a parry counterattack skills.

The more you change, the more terrible the quantity.

Lu Fan couldn’t imagine who persevered in compiling this book with such perseverance, it was simply a complete analysis of Kendo before him.

In the most obvious way, the most concise language, the most straightforward words, to tell you how to practice the sword, how to practice.

It’s as simple as the opponent’s vertical split, you will defy this point.

To learn this, no talent is required, only strong perseverance and memory, and a terrible ability to blend together.

Lu Fan was completely caught in the sea of ​​swordsmanship.

Prior to this, Lu Fan had always thought that the swordsmanship was deep and ethereal, high in the mountains, like a deity, and the dragon saw nothing.

But now, this book tells him that Kendo is like that.

To be clear, it is nothing but practice makes perfect.

Lu Fan is practicing every day, practicing every moment, he can’t do without this basic sword tactic.

Han Feng and others looked at Landing Fan’s performance, but they didn’t quite understand it.

Isn’t it a personal martial art? It must have been the master’s test. Why is it so serious, and it doesn’t seem to be pretending.

Have you ever seen someone who can almost fill the nostrils when they eat?

Have you ever seen someone who can pretend that everyone sleeps at night, and he still wields a sword all night?

Gradually, Han Feng and others began to call Lu Fanwu’s brother.

Lu Fan didn’t say anything, it was even more difficult to hear the title, he listened to it for decades. Call it whatever you like.

In an instant, two months passed. Lu Fan still did not put down the book.

Han Feng and others experimented several times and wanted Lu Fan to shift his sight.

But no matter what they do, they can’t bother Lu Fan, even if they want to steal Lu Fan’s books at night.

Lu Fan had long regarded cultivation as a sleep, and the books were always held, how could they be stolen.

Master Qing looked at Landing Fan’s state and smiled: “When your brother Lu Fan’s practice is over, he is afraid that he will catch up with you.”

Han Feng shouted on the spot and said, “Master, are you kidding me. But I have been practicing for more than a year, and Brother Lu Fan has caught up with me in two months? You gave him a fairy pill.”

Master Yiqing smiled and said: “I don’t have any elixir. If there is, I will eat it myself. Specifically, you will know when you have finished practicing after landing.”

Looking at Landing Fan, Han Feng and others began to look forward to the end of Lu Fan’s cultivation.

Is a person’s low-level martial arts so powerful?