Zhan Shen: I am the spokesperson for the Great Love Immortal

"It's not that they don't want to, it's that Shen Qingzhu won't let them. He insists on a one-on-one fight."

Lin Qiye was speechless.

This made Fang Sheng unable to stand up under his feet, and he still challenged him alone...

At this moment on the field, although Shen Qingzhu could not stand up, he did not stop talking.

"Fuck you, Fang Sheng, do you dare to let me go and let me stand up!!"

"Brother Shen! Let's go together! It's not right for the boss to get beaten while the younger brothers watch!"

"Brother Shen, don't worry, we're here to help you!"

"Brother Shen, we are here!!"

"Get lost! I don't need your help!"

Although Shen Qingzhu still did not allow the three men to move forward, they still rushed towards Fang Sheng.

There is no other reason, it’s simply because Fang Sheng is now stepping on their boss.

At the beginning, Shen Qingzhu was knocked down repeatedly, but they could still grit their teeth and endure it, because after all, Shen Qingzhu stood up again and again, but the situation is different now.

Their boss was stepped on by Fang Sheng and couldn't even get up!

"Fang Sheng! Let go of Brother Shen!!"

Deng Wei rushed straight towards Fang Sheng with a wooden sword. At this time, in anger, he no longer called him Brother Fang. In his eyes, he only had eyes for the enemy who humiliated Brother Shen.

Li Liang and Li Jia were not to be outdone. They each raised their wooden swords and rushed towards Fang Sheng from different angles.

"Asshole! Let go of Brother Shen!!"

"Let Brother Shen go!"

Chapter 72 Master Lin was very depressed after being beaten.

Looking at the three people rushing towards him, Fang Sheng smiled, retracted his foot that was stepping on Shen Qingzhu, and raised his knife to face the three people.

In less than a moment, in addition to Shen Qingzhu who had just gotten up, three more figures were lying on the ground. At this time, Fang Sheng didn't even breathe, obviously not wasting much effort.

Seeing this, Shen Qingzhu did not continue to confront Fang Sheng, but first helped Deng Wei, Li Jia and others up.

"I'm sorry, Brother Shen, we embarrassed you..."

"Stop talking so depressingly!" Shen Qingzhu frowned. "If you really want to recognize me as your boss, then fight alongside me. I don't believe I can't defeat him today!"

"Okay, Brother Shen, tell me what we should do."

"You will be... in a moment..."

Fang Sheng looked at the four people whispering in front of him and raised his eyebrows.

He really didn't expect that Shen Qingzhu and others would come out to discuss tactics on the spot, but this didn't mean that he would wait for them forever.

While the four were still discussing, Fang Sheng stood up and walked forward, chopping at the four people with a wooden sword!

The four people were shocked when they saw this scene, and Shen Qingzhu yelled.

"Fuck him!"

The four of them immediately separated. Deng Wei and Shen Qingzhu began to fight with Fang Sheng alternately, while Li Liang and Li Jia seized the opportunity and rushed over to hug Fang Sheng's waist.

Fang Sheng sneered at this. Such behavior might be effective in a fight between hooligans, but it would undoubtedly be foolish if they were armed.

He turned his wrist and knocked Deng Wei's wooden sword, which was originally restraining him, to the ground, then turned around and slashed at Shen Qingzhu.

Caught off guard, Shen Qingzhu could only stop and hold the knife across his body to block.

At this time, Li Liang and Li Jia had also rushed forward. They chose to give up the convenience of their long swords. They originally thought that they would directly hug Fang Sheng and let Shen Qingzhu avenge the humiliation. However, they did not expect that before they got close, they saw a shoe sole rapidly approaching their eyes.

With a bang, Li Jia was kicked out.

Li Liang's pupils shrank. Before he could think, he wanted to go forward and hug Fang Sheng, but he saw a wooden sword already stopped at the tip of his throat.

"We give up!!"

This was Shen Qingzhu's shout, very loud and urgent.

He didn't want his younger brother to get hurt more than a meaningless fight.

As Fang Sheng put away his wooden sword, Instructor Han Li, who had arrived at the training ground early, walked forward.

"Fang Sheng, your swordsmanship talent is quite good, and your foundation is quite solid, but there are still some areas that I feel can be improved."

Fang Sheng didn't look at Shen Qingzhu who was supporting three younger brothers, but frowned at Han Li.

"Revise?"

"Yes, although your swordsmanship is already very good, there is still room for improvement. If you can completely correct it, it will be a great improvement for you."

“How do I modify it?”

Han Li touched his chin and thought for a while.

"If I saw correctly just now, you and Lin Qiye should have been taught by the same person, right? Although your styles are very different, you can tell you're from the same school."

Fang Sheng nodded.

Both he and Lin Qiye's swordsmanship were taught by Chen Muye, so of course they were pretty much the same.

"Well, you and Lin Qiye will have a fight, and then I'll make detailed adjustments for you." Han Li said after thinking for a moment, then looked around, "Is Lin Qiye here?"

"coming."

Lin Qiye responded.

Han Li nodded. Before Lin Qiye arrived, Cao Yuan and Baili Pangpang had already told him that Lin Qiye had gone to Instructor Hong's office.

"You heard everything just now, right? Any questions?"

Lin Qiye shook his head.

"No."

To be honest, he also wanted to fight with Fang Sheng to see how he had grown in the past two days, although he felt that there was a high probability that he would not win.

Fang Sheng stared at Instructor Han, causing Instructor Han to cough twice in embarrassment.

Fang Sheng doesn't believe that if you two spar with each other, I will give you a detailed explanation. Do I need to look at the same sword technique to give you a detailed instruction?

He felt it was useless.

In the battle with Shen Qingzhu and others just now, he had already demonstrated all his swordsmanship, just for the sake of showing it to Instructor Han who had been waiting on the side after arriving.

Instructor Han did come out to explain now, but he still asked Lin Qiye to come out for comparison.

In Fang Sheng's opinion, making a comparison is fake, and the real purpose is probably to take the opportunity to teach Lin Qiye a lesson.

But despite this, he did not object, because this was also a good thing for him. Fighting with Lin Qiye was exactly what he needed.

The fact was just as Fang Sheng expected. Instructor Han touched his nose in embarrassment.

It's broken, it seems too obvious for Fang Sheng to see...

I hope Qiye can hold on...

A moment later, Lin Qiye also walked onto the martial arts stage with a wooden sword.

Ten minutes later, Lin Qiye walked off the stage with a bruised face and nose.

Master Lin now has reason to suspect that Fang Sheng is seeking revenge for personal reasons. This guy Fang Sheng must have wanted to beat him up ever since he came back from Jinnan Mountain, and today he just got the opportunity.

"Damn it, it must be because it's daytime now, and you're waiting for me at night..."

"What tonight?"

Fang Sheng looked at Lin Qiye playfully. He had indeed wanted to beat him up for a long time.

I never had a suitable reason before, but now that I have encountered him, I naturally want to beat him up.

Lin Qiye coughed.

"It's bad for your health to hold it in while you go to the toilet at night."

When both of them came in front of Han Li, Han Li thought for a moment and spoke.

"Well, the two of you have different flaws in your swordsmanship. Let's talk about Fang Sheng first. You have a good talent for swordsmanship. When you strike, the form and intention are both present. Logically speaking, it should be considered excellent.

But why do you always aim at other people's vital parts when you draw your knife?"

Fang Sheng frowned.

"I use swordsmanship to kill the enemy. Isn't it wrong for me to go straight for the vital points?"

Han Li shook his head.

“It’s not that your purpose is wrong, it’s that your method is wrong.

The purpose of our sword training is indeed to kill the enemy, but you have to know that when we use the sword, we perform it according to the sword moves. This also results in a subtle feeling when swinging the sword, that is, rhythm. I believe you can also feel it in your daily life. "

Fang Sheng nodded. What Instructor Han Li said was indeed true. He could feel a wonderful rhythm when he swung his sword, and every time he followed the rhythm, the power of his swordsmanship would increase a lot.

“And that’s where your flaw lies.

When you enter this rhythm, you always unconsciously change your sword techniques suddenly to attack the enemy's vital points. Although it seems to add a bit of killing power, it actually destroys your rhythm.

To put it bluntly, the strength you show now is just an illusion when you haven't met a real master.

And once you meet a true master, you will suffer a great loss."

Chapter 73 You should change your weapon.

Listening to Han Li's words, Fang Sheng fell into deep thought.

There is no doubt that what he said is correct.

Although Fang Sheng's swordsmanship is very sharp and varied, it is not cohesive. Whenever a rhythm begins to appear, he always strives to kill with one blow.

To put it bluntly, this shows that he is not calm enough.

If he is patient enough, his swordsmanship can keep his opponent hanging until death, or even prevent his opponent from touching a single hair on his body until death.

So he asked Han Li.

"But if we pursue this kind of rhythm, isn't it a waste of time?"

Fang Sheng frowned slightly and looked at Han Li.

If he improved his swordsmanship as Han Li suggested, although it would improve his overall skills, it would undoubtedly increase the time it takes him to kill the enemy. Fang Sheng actually felt a little regretful about this change.

When Han Li heard Fang Sheng's words, he neither directly opposed nor agreed. He just smiled.

"No, if you're someone with a dull talent, it might really be a waste of time. But I said at the beginning that you have great talent, so this change might be different for you than for others.

In the next period of time, I hope that you, Fang Sheng, will focus on practicing the two aspects of "hiding" and "changing". Once you have truly mastered these two points, your swordsmanship will be complete.

At this point, he can be called a master of swordsmanship."

Fang Sheng was startled.

"Hide and change?"

Han Li nodded.

"In your swordsmanship, besides the rhythm of its own nature, your biggest flaw is actually also your biggest advantage.

Because you place too much emphasis on "killing", your swordsmanship is left with only "killing", causing the entire swordsmanship to be disorganized and unable to be linked together.

Here, we are not saying that killing is bad. There is nothing wrong with killing itself. Since the day it was created, the purpose of swordsmanship has been to kill people.

But here, there is one thing to note: 'Killing' is simple, but how to 'kill' is the real source of difficulty."

Fang Sheng suddenly realized, "You mean, let my sword moves be based on serving and killing, and add two more variations?"

Han Li smiled and nodded.

"Yes, very smart, you guessed it right away.

Once you have thoroughly mastered these changes, then when you use a knife, the killing moves that may suddenly appear at any time will no longer destroy the rhythm of your knife skills, but will truly help to strengthen your knife skills.

Well, now that you've figured it out, go practice on your own first."

Fang Sheng nodded, took the knife and walked to the side, practicing the knife as if no one was around.