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Chapter 108 Let the Sword Master Pour the Wine (Part )
As the saying goes, when the granaries are full, people learn etiquette; when they have enough food and clothing, they know honor and disgrace...

This statement is absolutely appropriate to describe the Wudan realm!

If a person does not know fear, he will be cruel and brave, and then continue to fight and kill people, turning into a beast controlled by the desire to kill.

But people are rational.

Therefore, once a person becomes intelligent, he will naturally understand fear.

For those who are afraid, courage in their hearts cannot come out of thin air. Confidence comes from sufficient strength.

Only with sufficient control and confidence in your own strength can you muster the courage to defeat the enemy.

Only such courage can make others feel fear when they see it.

Only in this way can it be called the realm of martial courage.

People like Gu Lianxian, who have been spoiled since childhood and whose confidence was specially fed to her by Gu Yuye, are actually just paper tigers.

As a sixth-grade martial artist, once her false self-confidence is exposed, she will become more timid than anyone else.

This is also the reason why she would rather hide in the hidden cave than come out and fight to the death.

The fundamental reason was that her courage was gone the first time she retreated.

She no longer had confidence in her own strength, so the level she could actually perform at had already regressed to the seventh level.

That's why you'll be chased and run over.

He doesn't look like he's at the Martial Daring level at all.

Ning Songjun thought about it carefully, and his face changed. He was shocked, and he paused his hand movements. He couldn't help but turn his head to look at Gu Fangchen.

Gu Fangchen blinked and said curiously:

"what happened?"

"Could it be that I am wrong? Please enlighten me, uncle."

He laughed in his heart, knowing that Ning Songjun would never be able to refute his words.

Are you kidding? This was said by the founder of martial arts thousands of years ago.

How can you find any mistakes in the answer I heard directly from the person who asked the question?

If it were anyone else, they might even try to make some specious excuses.

But Ning Songjun is Ning Songjun, with a pure heart, who disdains to lie in front of the younger generation.

So I could only hold back all the scolding words that I had been preparing for...

The Sword Master's face darkened, he took a deep breath, and said:

"No, you're not wrong."

He praised somewhat stiffly:
"You said it very well. Your understanding of the Wudan realm is very good."

Ning Songjun now felt relieved and no longer worried that Gu Fangchen might have obtained his cultivation through the evil method of forcing things to happen.

It seems that his rapid improvement in cultivation must have been taught by the Martial Saint, otherwise it would be difficult to make such a statement.

Such understanding has surpassed that of most sixth-grade cultivators in the world.

It might even be more profound than the understanding of some fifth-grade masters!

Gu Fangchen chuckled and drank his own wine. His face turned red instantly and he was drunk. He handed the empty glass forward.

"Uncle, come on, fill it up for me again!"

Ning Songjun: "..."

How many people in the world can have wine poured by the Sword Saint himself?

Ning Songjun laughed in silence and shook his head. Never mind, you answered this question well, so take it as a reward.

The Sword Master sighed in his heart, thinking that maybe his nephew, who had grown up in front of him, could actually be reliable.
He pointed his finger, and the wine jar flew up, pouring out the wine at an angle, filling Gu Fangchen's glass to the brim.

But then, he frowned and said in a deep voice:
"It seems that your cultivation is indeed not just for show."

"But as I said earlier, cultivation is just the body, and skills are the hands and feet."

"You rely solely on your magical weapons and your cunning tactics. You're constantly taking risks with your enemies. Sooner or later, you'll lose the game and end up being outmaneuvered by them."

"What will you do when that time comes?" Gu Fangchen sighed in his heart.

His uncle really worries about him.

And I... was planning to steal his big sword, I felt really guilty about it.

He pushed the table hard, shifted his butt, and sat down next to Ning Songjun. While drinking, he slammed the table angrily and said:
"I know, uncle, you are just looking down on me!"

"I've been pretending so well for so many years that you've all looked down on me! You think I can't do this or that!"

Gu Fangchen snorted coldly:
"Even if I show my strength, you still think I'm not good enough in this or that way!"

He said this with great vigor, which was quite convincing.

If you ignore his fingers poking Ning Songjun's chest...

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Ning Songjun silently poured himself a glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp.

He took back what he had said.

This damn kid is not reliable at all...

Gu Fangchen then sighed:
"Alas, I knew you wouldn't believe me, uncle, but I am an unparalleled martial arts genius. Old Man Ding said so himself. I'm a certified martial arts saint. How could it be false?"

Old Man Ding...

Ning Songjun slapped his face.

It really opened his eyes. If this kid hadn't been drunk, he wouldn't have known that there was someone who could call Yizhou Hou like that and not be beaten to death.

Gu Fangchen said again:
"Uncle, just tell me, how can I make you believe that I am a genius?"

He looked serious:
"You won't believe me, but I've already mastered the art of swordsmanship. I just don't bother to use it normally."

Ning Songjun pondered for a moment and said:

"Alright, since you said you've already mastered the sword art, I'll test you here..."

"No, no, no!"

Gu Fangchen immediately cheated:

"You are a great sword master, how dare you hit a junior like me?"

Ning Songjun shook his head. He knew... this guy was still as lazy as ever.

But today he would never let this kid get away with it so easily.

Ning Songjun thought for a moment and said:
"I won't make a move, and you don't need to. Today, we'll just talk about the Dao."

He waved his hand.

In the air ahead, a picture formed by clouds and mist suddenly appeared.

In this scene, several disciples of the Sword Pavilion are practicing swordsmanship with puppets.

I would rather say:
"This is where the inner disciples of my Sword Pavilion train. They are currently undergoing a swordsmanship test, battling puppets of the same level controlled by the elders."

"I'll let you control one of the puppets and fight them. If you win, I'll acknowledge your swordsmanship and won't test you again. How about that?"

Gu Fangchen was very confident:
"That's what you said!"

Ning Songjun sneered:
"Of course I said that, but if you lose, you will have to come to me every day to practice swordplay!"

Gu Fangchen chuckled and moved forward to hook Ning Songjun's shoulders:

"Uncle, just watch!"

He breathed a sigh of relief, finally the conditions for physical contact were met.

Next, it depends on how to buy enough time for him to steal one of the only five divine swords in the world.

The name of the sword is Lianxing.

Gu Fangchen looked at the scene of clouds and mist and chuckled in his heart.

Today I will let you know what a veteran player’s understanding of the game is!
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I've added another chapter, but it seems I still owe six chapters... woo woo
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