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Chapter 3 Lessons

Chapter 3 Lessons

“I think my junior brother’s cultivation has improved a lot..”

In Chunyang Martial Arts School, Ning Wantong was eating with his father Ning Zhibai. Ning Wantong pulled the rice in the bowl, raised her head, and suddenly said this to Ning Zhibai through the candle on the table..

“Junior brother？”

Ning Zhibai wiped the rice grains stuck to the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand and asked doubtfully, "Which junior brother, Su Heng?"？”

“Yeah." Ning Wantong nodded..

“He has been practicing Chunyang Gong for less than three months, so you can see how much progress he has made." Ning Zhibai looked disapproving, and said with a smile, "Chunyang Gong is an authentic Taoist mental method, and it focuses on a Water Mill Kung Fu. Even if that kid has good talent, without more than ten years of hard work, it will be difficult to see the changes..”

“Yeah? "Ning Wantong agreed dullly..

Ning Zhibai smiled, the expression on his face was a little stiff. He looked at his daughter, not knowing whether it was because of the light of the candle or some other reason, his fair face was flushed. Ning Zhibai frowned slightly, a little He asked suspiciously, "You don't have a crush on me, do you?".”

“What's wrong! Ning Wantong's eyes widened, "He and I are so many years apart, how could such a thing be possible?"？”

“All right……”

Ning Zhibai didn't ask any questions and waited until the meal was finished. Ning Wantong stayed to clean up the dishes, while Ning Zhibai came to the second floor of the practice room holding a candle. Every day after meals, he would come here to meditate alone. For a period of time, practice your mind and reflect on the gains and shortcomings of the day..

Over the past ten years or so, it has become a habit..

This time is no exception.

The moonlight outside the window is bright and clear, and the frost-white moonlight shines through the open window like hazy mist, filling the room. Even without the light brought by the candlelight, the scene inside the room is clearly visible..

Ning Zhibai sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes slightly..

I quickly remembered a conversation I had with Su Heng earlier..

Ning Zhibai's root bone talent can only be said to be average. After decades of practicing Pure Yang Kung, he can only reach the third level. But his master, the Taoist Nanshan who has been dead for more than ten years, is one of the best in the world. The famous master of a generation has touched the limit of pure Yang Kung Fu.

Nanshan Taoist once lamented that there is something missing between heaven and earth, so that martial arts cannot be perfected..

If he could have been born three hundred years earlier, he might have been able to step into a completely different world..

Ning Zhibai was young at that time.

I didn't take these complaints to heart. At that time, I just felt that my master was too pretentious. He was already a well-known master in the world, and he said seriously that he was just a newcomer who had not yet stepped into the martial arts..

He is still thinking about when he can become a master and say the same thing to his disciples.

“Why……”

Under the bright moonlight, Ning Zhibai sighed.

As he grows older, his dreams as a boy become further and further away. Now just living and spreading the Pure Yang Kung of Nanshan Taoist has consumed all his energy, and he no longer has the ambitions he once had. Looking back on the past , leaving only a little emotion.

“Above the master, reborn. Does the realm that the master mentioned really exist?？”

In his reverie, Ning Zhibai opened his eyes.

On the wooden table in front of you.

A broken porcelain cup turned into powder and formed a small pile on the edge of the wooden table..

Ning Zhibai was stunned for a moment, then rubbed his eyes, lowered his head and came closer, and even raised a candle to make sure he had seen it correctly..

“this……”

The second floor of the practice room is empty, there is nothing else.

Throughout the afternoon, Su Heng was alone on the second floor, and did not leave quietly until the evening..

Recalling what Ning Wantong said just now, Su Heng's cultivation seems to have improved..

“Could it be..." An incredible guess appeared in Ning Zhibai's head, "Could this porcelain cup be crushed into powder by Su Heng alone?！！！”

“Is this still a human being?！？”

Ning Zhibai subconsciously held the other porcelain cup in his hand and exerted force with his fingers. As a result, the porcelain cup did not move at all. Instead, his fingers felt pain..

Ning Zhibai raised his head and looked at the bright moon outside the window, his mind went blank, "Could it be that this guy really developed something out of this Pure Yang Kung Fu? But my master, Taoist Nanshan, has never been able to do it after thirty years of practice." Things, he just three months... How is this possible?！”

……

“I just run out all day long and don’t do anything serious, and I don’t go back home. The three of us are here waiting for you, and the food has already been cooled down..”

Su Mansion, in a spacious and bright room.

Su Heng's father, Mr. Su, was tapping his fingers on the dining table. The oil lamp above was swinging back and forth, reflecting Su Heng's slightly helpless expression..

“Actually, you don't have to wait for me." After Mr. Su finally lost his temper, Su Hengcai said helplessly, "You guys eat yours first, and I won't have any problem eating the leftovers when I come back. Besides, the servants in the mansion are so More, you can open another stove for me alone.”

“How dare you talk back! "Mr. Su felt that his dignity as the head of the family was being challenged, and his eyes widened..

“Don't be angry, don't be angry." Mother Su on the other side quickly reached out to hold Mr. Su's shoulders and comforted him softly, "Didn't Xiao Heng practice martial arts in some martial arts hall these days? I see that he has become stronger recently. It took a lot of effort, it must have taken a lot of hard work.”

“snort! Mr. Su snorted coldly, "What's the use of practicing martial arts?"？”

“Now that the world is at peace, the court values ​​civility over military affairs. Even if you can fight, what can you do? Even the so-called masters in the world are besieged by seven or eight shooters holding powerful crossbows. If they are not careful, they will end up dead. What's more, there are skilled craftsmen in the court who have developed the musket, even if it is held by ordinary people, It can also pose a threat to the Grandmaster from a hundred steps away..”

“Therefore, studying hard and gaining fame is the right way." Another slightly childish voice came from beside Su Heng. This was his younger brother, named Su Shang. In addition, Su Heng also had a His sister, who is two years older than him, is named Su Li..

The younger brother Su Shang is twelve years old. He has fair skin, a delicate face, red lips and white teeth. He is as beautiful as a little girl. But at this moment, he is sitting at the dining table seriously, with a sullen face, trying to look like a young adult. He shook his head and said to Su Heng, "Second brother, you are almost a grown-up, and your parents are already quite old. Don't let your parents go any further."……”

Su Shang couldn't finish what he said..

Because Su Hengzheng tilted his head and looked down at him. There was no expression on his face, but it was inexplicably scary..

Su Shang couldn't hold himself any longer, trembled and said in a trembling voice, "Second brother？”

Su Heng didn't say anything, he just took out two chopsticks from the bamboo tube and handed them to his little brother. Su Shang reached out to take them, but there was confusion on his face..

“Break it off with force." Su Heng said..

Su Shang was a little confused, but he still followed the instructions. He used his thigh as a fulcrum and exerted force with both hands. There was a crisp sound and the two chopsticks were easily broken..

Su Heng waved his hand.

Take out all the chopsticks from the bamboo tube and hand them to Su Shang.

“Try again this time？”

Su Shang did as he was told. Dozens of pairs of chopsticks gathered together, two circles thicker than Su Shang's arms. It was a bit laborious for him to hold them with both small hands, let alone break the chopsticks..

“I understand." Su Shang looked up at Su Heng and said cautiously, "A pair of chopsticks can be broken easily, but many pairs of chopsticks gathered together cannot be shaken at all. The second brother wants to tell me through this method , the brothers and sisters of my Su family should be harmonious and friendly, and help each other, so that we can protect this huge family business..”

“That's right..." A smile appeared on Su Heng's face. The little brother was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but then Su Heng changed the subject, "Unfortunately, it didn't hit the point..”

Under Su Shang's confused gaze, Su Heng stretched out his hand and held all the chopsticks in his hands..

The big hand was stretched out in front of Su Shang. The thick wrist was almost as thick as an ordinary person's calf. As Su Heng exerted force, the veins on the wrist popped out, and thick green and black veins protruded outward..

In the orange firelight, the smile on Su Heng's face became even bigger.

click！

A crisp sound.

Followed by a series of crackling sounds like firecrackers.

With only terrifying wrist strength, dozens of pairs of chopsticks were broken by Su Heng with one hand. The irregularly broken wooden chopsticks fell on the table, bounced up, and then fell down again..

Su Shang's eyes widened, with a little fear on his face, but more of it was incredulous..

The world view he had formed over the past twelve years was violently reshaped by his brother. The room was silent. After waiting for several breaths, there was another slight sound - it was Mr. Su who dropped the chopsticks under the table..