My ability is immortal

Chapter 143

"it is good."

Chen Xingyuan lay on the recliner, calmly staring at the starry sky above his head, and there seemed to be a sea of ​​stars rising and falling in his deep eyes.

He thought for a long time, and finally spit out this word slowly.

"Thank you teacher for fulfilling it!"

Han Mu was overjoyed, and hurriedly ran over to Mr. Chen... oh no... to pour tea for the teacher.

He is not a person who likes to please others, but this is his own teacher, how can he be called please?
This is called respecting teachers, a traditional virtue!
"At my age, I have been paying attention to successors over the years, but I have not found anyone with suitable talent."

Chen Xingyuan took a sip of the tea poured by Han Mu, which was a ritual, and said with emotion in his voice:

"It just so happens that your sword technique is very similar to mine, I'm afraid... this is God's will!"

He is a very principled person, and the standard for accepting apprentices is set there. If no one can meet it, even if the sword technique is lost in the end, he will not accept apprentices.

Fortunately, Han Mu perfectly matched every point, especially the most important point of saber technique.

"Hey, this shows that our master and apprentice are still very destined. Hmm... and Dabai."

Han Mu smiled and said, and ran over to give his teacher a shoulder squeeze very familiarly.

At this time, Xu Shi heard Han Mu mentioning himself, and the descendant of Bai Ze who was lying on the ground squinted at Han Mu, and then roared:
"Wang Hou... (Now that Mr. Chen has accepted you as an apprentice, we are also regarded as the same teacher. I started before you, and I am your senior brother!"

Its voice was faintly smug.

When Han Mu heard this, his brows were raised coldly, and he kicked the dog's ass in the air, staring with his hands on his hips.

"You little licking dog also wants to be my senior brother? Do you want to eat farts?" He thought to himself.

"Wang Hou..."

The descendant of Bai Ze roared unwillingly, but thought that Han Mu was still holding the handle on him, so he didn't push forward to continue talking.

"Okay, don't make trouble. Since I have accepted you as an apprentice, I will pass on my sword skills to you now."

Chen Xingyuan interrupted one man and one beast, and said straight to the point.

His principles are not only in the standards of accepting disciples, but also in the preaching and vocation of believers.

As long as Chen Xingyuan determines one person to be his apprentice, he will teach them all without reservation, and the rest is crazy practice.

"So fast?"

Han Mu was a little surprised. He thought that his teacher would have to observe him for a while before he would teach him the sword technique.

But it's better this way, and the sooner the better.

"Thank you teacher!"

Han Mu immediately sat upright, adjusted his breathing rate, and kept his mind calm.

A moment later, Chen Xingyuan tapped Han Mu's eyebrows with one hand, just like a fairy pointing, invisible energy fluctuations poured into Han Mu's eyebrows from his withered fingers, and finally entered his mind.

Warriors above the seventh level have the ability to pass on spiritual thoughts, and warriors at the eighth level can naturally do it easily.

Han Mu only felt a rush of heat rushing into his mind, making his mind swell, and he didn't dare to be distracted, so he could only concentrate on following the news.

But he couldn't read this stream of information, as if something blocked it.

After a while, Chen Xingyuan put down his finger, and the teaching ended.

Han Mu's face was a little pale, and he opened his eyes, only feeling a little dizzy in his head.

"Go back tonight and study for yourself first, and then come and tell me about your feelings tomorrow." Chen Xingyuan instructed.

He didn't point out Han Mu from the beginning, Han Mu has his own way, and he wanted Han Mu to have a unique understanding of his sword skills.

"Okay, the student is leaving first."

Han Mu didn't hesitate at all, and turned to leave after respectfully saluting.

His teacher seems to be very straightforward in doing things, and it just so happens that he is too.

Back at the residence, Han Mu rested for a while, and ate some food to replenish energy, and then focused on checking the information in his mind.

When the divine sense entered, it suddenly became clear.

"Water cutting knife?"

Han Mu murmured softly, this is the name his teacher Chen Xingyuan named his sword technique.

Taken from "Drawing a knife to cut off the water and make it flow again", the characteristics of the knife technique are as the name suggests, the knife technique that can cut off the flow of water must be:

Quick, accurate, ruthless!

"It's similar to my elementary knife drawing technique, but it's different."

Han Mu made a careful comparison and found that although his basic knife drawing technique was not as good as this water cutting technique, it still had some merits.

It's not that after he learns the water cutting knife technique, the elementary knife drawing technique is useless.

And on the contrary, the two are not exactly the same relationship, they can complement each other, make up for the shortcomings, and make the knife technique to a higher level.

"Very well, this is a one-shot style of play."

Han Mu nodded in satisfaction, then calmed down and began to study.

The time of the night never stopped, and only rested for two hours when the sky was about to dawn.

The next day, Han Mu took advantage of the opportunity to train the soldiers early in the morning to test the saber technique he learned last night several times.

"drink!"

Han Mu slashed out, and the hob qi shot out along the blade.

This time, the platoon leader who practiced against Han Mu yesterday felt the sharpness of the saber energy, so he didn't dare to resist with his body, so he had to use his spiritual power to protect his body.

"Oh!"

The saber qi cut the spiritual power membrane into pieces, and it still slashed on his body.

The bald platoon leader let out a muffled grunt, and uncontrollably took a small step back with his right leg.

When he lifted his shirt, another long and narrow red mark stood out, forming a cross with the one from yesterday.

"Doctor Han, your current attack power is probably no more than that of a first-level warrior in the late stage!"

The bald platoon leader lost his voice, looking at Han Mu with surprise in his eyes.

A first-level fighter can have such an attack power at the beginning, what kind of monster is this?

Hehe, this is still the case that I didn't add points to the attack... Han Mu smiled slightly and said:
"Oh, it's just good luck. You continue to practice, and I will leave first."

After finishing speaking, Han Mu waved his hand, left Dabai and turned to leave.

Behind, a group of soldiers looked at Han Mu's back, the shock in their eyes was no less than that of their platoon leader.

"Let's not talk about Doctor Han's powerful swordsmanship, but his speed of progress can be regarded as...a cheat, right?"

"Well, I was lucky enough to watch Mr. Chen make a move, and I feel that Dr. Han's sword technique has the shadow of Mr. Chen." Someone said thoughtfully.

"Really? Doesn't that mean Chen Laozhen accepted Dr. Han as his apprentice!"

"Probably……"

They chatted with each other, convinced and envious in their hearts...

……

Han Mu came to his teacher's courtyard, expressed his feelings, and accepted the guidance.

For the next few days, he will spend most of his time here, asking for advice after practice, with a very correct attitude.

Chen Xingyuan was quite satisfied with Han Mu's attitude, so he taught him patiently.

A few days later, it was said that a major incident happened on the front line and a master was urgently needed to take command, so Chen Xingyuan left.

And not only Chen Xingyuan, but also many masters and troops in the base were mobilized and rushed away in a mighty way.

In the relatively calm folding world, it seems that a storm is coming...

(End of this chapter)