Super Golden Eye

Other disciples also saluted: "The disciples have seen Uncle Teacher, Uncle An."

"No gift." Han Hongbin said in a deep voice to the two people on the martial arts field: "Same door to learn from each other, it's enough, let's stop here!"

Fang Yang saw An Hongtao and Han Hongbin coming, so naturally he wouldn't resist his orders: "Yes, the disciple obeys the order." At one point, he flew down to the martial arts field lightly.

The Hualong on the field, with red eyes, finally made a move without any hindrance, only to hear a loud bang, and it broke the martial arts field formed by the bluestone!

But then, Hualong's eyes straightened and his head fell. Fortunately, Han Hongbin moved fast enough to catch him for the first time.

After carefully inspecting the situation of Hualong, he was slightly relieved: "A few people here, send Hualong back to the room to rest. The others are gone.

Brother, can you please take a trip for me, to regulate a meridian for Hualong, so as not to leave a hidden injury. Fang Yang, come with me. "

After explaining, Han Hongbin turned and left, Fang Yang put down the stainless steel sword in his hand and followed to his study.

Closing the door, Han Hongbin asked solemnly: "Fang Yang, you tell me, when you discussed with Hualong just now, where did you learn your moves?"

Fang Yang was stunned: "Ah? I'm not a move at all?"

Where is Han Hongbin willing to believe: "Impossible! Chaoyang swordsmanship and the big open stele hand, have always been one of my Qingcheng Mountain secret transmission techniques. There have always been few opponents, but I don't want to be broken by you today!

If it weren't for someone who was interested in researching Chaoyang swordsmanship and Dakaibei Shou, how could it be so smooth?

Not to mention that although the child of Hualong is a little arrogant, he can perfectly integrate these two exercises into one. Even I can't do it. It is so easy to break by you! "

How could Fang Yang think of a discussion caused by jealousy, and there are still so many troubles. Can't help but smile bitterly:

"Uncle Master, I am telling the truth. There really are no moves or routines. They are all my subconscious reactions based on his actions."

Han Hongbin looked at Fang Yang with fierce eyes: "If you can give me a perfect explanation, I can trust you."

Fang Yang said: "There was once a martial artist named Bruce Lee, who created a kung fu called Jeet Kune Do. It is kung fu, and it should be said that it is a fighting technique.

The biggest feature of martial arts is the use of various actual combat techniques, the latter will come first, and the judgement in advance will achieve the goal of winning.

I have studied Jeet Kune Do very carefully, and think it can be applied in the ancient martial arts world. The discussion just now proves that my idea is correct! "

Han Hongbin looked at Fang Yang's eyes, trying to figure out whether what he said was true or not. Fang Yang looked at Han Hongbin so frankly and calmly.

After a while, Han Hongbin slowly said: "If you are really like what you said, you will be a genius like never seen before in the ancient martial arts!

There are no tricks to win, and the latter is the first to defeat the opponent in the most direct and effective way. It's easier said than done. "

Fang Yang said modestly: "I don't know if I am doing it right, but I just feel it suits me, so I do it."

"Nothing is right, as long as it fits, it's right."

Han Hongbin was very open to this point. Since it was not a conspiracy aimed specifically at Mount Qingcheng, this allowed him to regain his calm appearance:

"But you little guy really doesn't make people worry about it. Just as soon as you went up the mountain, you just had trouble with the same family. How will you get along with you in the future?"

Fang Yang spread his hands and looked innocent: "Master Master, I don't want to carry this pot! It's not that I want to cause trouble, but I can't avoid it."

Han Hongbin didn't really blame him either: "Well, I probably know what's going on. I called you over, mainly because I wanted to discuss with you and put the fake Xiaoyue Sirius with me."

Fang Yang quickly asked, "Are you going to enter the Saint Ancestor Treasure again so soon?"

Han Hongbin shook his head: "No, it's not about entering the Saint Ancestor Treasure. After you left, I thought about it again.

Since this Xiaoyue Sirius is so important, naturally many people want to peek. If you still follow you loosely, it will inevitably make people suspicious.

The acting is about to perform a full set, so just leave Xiaoyue Sirius on the mountain and guarded by the elders in the door, naturally, you will be more convinced. "

Fang Yang said, "Well, then I have no objection. That guy is outside, so he can take him away in the future."

Han Hongbin nodded: "Since you agree, I will naturally arrange for someone to do it later. I have issued a Qingfeng order to summon various ancient martial arts factions to discuss the Saint Ancestor Treasure.

So these few days, you will live in peace on the mountain. After the negotiation is completed, he will go to the Saint Ancestor Treasure as soon as possible. "

Fang Yang promised: "Yes, that disciple retired."

After coming out of Han Hongbin's study again, Hua Yu ran over for the first time: "Brother, the teacher is not troubled by you, right?"

Fang Yang smiled and said, "No, it's just that Houshan is one of the guards and wants to borrow my Xiaotian for a few days."

Hua Yu looked suspicious: "One less guardian? Are you fooling me?"

It happened that two Qingcheng disciples came over to take away the fake Xiaotian. Fang Yang pointed at them and said, "Look, now you know what I said is true, right?"

Huayu was completely in a state of ignorance: "What is the teacher in charge of guarding the courtyard?"

Of course Fang Yang couldn't tell her the truth, and patted his belly: "Please, you can ask this question if you have a chance. Would you like to find a place to get me some food now?"

Hua Yu said angrily: "What's the hurry, you can't die after being hungry, and you still lose weight! Let's go, I will take you to where you live."

No one came to stop this time, Huayu took Fang Yang to a small courtyard in the core area:

"This is the residence of Uncle An's disciples. Now you are the only one. You can do whatever you want. You should wash up first, and I'll get you food."

Fang Yang rinsed briefly, and Hua Yu came over with an exquisite food box and put it on the table:

"Every disciple who stays in has to go to the dining room to file for the record, so that every day when the hour comes, there will be someone to deliver the meal. You can eat mine first, and file for the record later."

Fang Yang opened the food box and looked at the four side dishes, one rice and one soup. The portion is not big, but it is exquisite: "I'm so sorry, it makes you hungry."

Hua Yu held his head high: "Huh, now I know that mine is fine? Fortunately, I still have some fruits there, and I am losing weight, and I don't want to eat at night."

Fang Yang didn't see where Huayu had gained weight, she was a pretty cute girl. However, every girl is very sensitive to figure and weight.

Of course Fang Yang didn't want to be boring. He sat down and wiped out all the food. "It tastes good, and it really tastes delicious when it tastes pure and natural."

Huayu packed the tableware: "You can rest for a while, I have to go back and do my homework."

Fang Yang asked curiously, "What can I do in the mountain gate?"

Hua Yu said depressed: "Unlike you disciples who live outside, Jushan disciples have a fixed time every day to chant sutras. If the hour is missed, I will be punished, and I will go."