There were two people in the training ground.

A young man in his twenties held a scabbard of a samurai sword in his left hand and a knife in his right hand.

Practice drawing the sword over and over again.

Next to it is a middle-aged man in his forties, looking at the young man with a smile on his face.

From time to time, I say, "I practice well, and I'm about to get started."

Zhang Fan frowned slightly.

The entry-level sword drawing slash will leave a shadow.

But this kid is still far from leaving behind the afterimage.

Which eye do you see him and you are about to get started?

At this time, Zhang Fan saw a lot of food and drink on the table next to him.

It seems to be a place to rest.

In the middle of these food and drinks, there is a helmet.

This is the martial arts learning system.

There are few people in the entire safety zone that can own the martial arts learning system.

However, as the strongest person, Xie Yongqiang naturally has this thing.

Zhang Fan picked up the helmet of the martial arts learning system, put it on his head, and activated the helmet.

Then I found the sword-drawing inside and took a look.

After looking at it, I found that the martial arts learning system is very different from my own in the laboratory.

The first is the picture quality.

The virtual images formed in the helmets in the 301 laboratory are very real and there is no way to distinguish the difference from reality.

But although this helmet is quite real, it is one level worse than those in the laboratory.

The second is the understanding of the sword drawing.

The helmet in the laboratory has been obtained through the experience accumulated by countless ancestors and the most scientific data analysis.

The understanding of the sword drawing in this helmet seems much more superficial.

Although it looks very profound for beginners.

But it is just some accumulated experience.

As for data analysis, there is nothing.

It was not until this time that Zhang Fan realized that the helmets in the 301 laboratory were much more advanced than those in the outside world.

No wonder my students can make rapid progress, while other people who use martial arts learning systems have not made such great progress.

While he was thinking, the young man who was practicing martial arts over there shouted unhappily: "Hey, boy, put down my helmet. This is a martial arts learning system. If it is broken, you can't afford to pay even if it is sold."

Zhang Fan smiled disdainfully at the corner of his mouth.

I don’t even pick up your broken helmet if I throw it on the road.

But on the surface, he naturally would not say that, but looked at the samurai sword in the young man's hand and shook his head slightly: "Before drawing the sword, it's like facing a great enemy, it's failure; when drawing the sword, it's too nervous, it's failure; after retracting the sword, it's not aware of the enemy's anti-killing mentality, it's failure!"

When he said this, the young man was immediately displeased.

"Who the hell are you? I'm here to point fingers."

As he said that, holding a samurai sword, he walked towards Zhang Fan with great strides.

Congratulations on seeing him, I was a little anxious.

As the grandson of the chairman, this young man has been frugal since he was a child, and he has reached out and opened his mouth for food.

Already spoiled.

His bad temper is not a blowjob, he is just a little devil.

He will not lose all the shortcomings of the playboy.

Apart from being more persistent in slashing, there are almost no advantages in the whole body.

This is also a headache for the chairman.

Thinking of this, he quickly introduced to Zhang Fan: "This is the chairman's grandson, Xie Yuange."

Then he pointed at Zhang Fan and wanted to introduce to Xie Yuange.

Zhang Fan looked at him sideways and signaled him not to introduce him.

At this time, Xie Yuange had already come to Zhang Fan.

He held a samurai sword in his hand, his eyes were sharp on his face, and he drew his sword to slash him as soon as he made a move.

Knock-

With just one sound, the long knife drew an arc, and then put the knife into the sheath.

Even though he drew his sword and failed to get started, he had been practicing for five years anyway.

In five years, I have been very skilled in drawing and retracting my sword.

He just wants to teach this kid a lesson.

Even if he was someone brought in by Uncle Zhu, he would let the kid know what the consequences would be if he dared to point fingers in front of his sword.

However, when he pulled the knife, the knife did not penetrate into the scabbard and was directly inserted into the air.

When I looked down, I saw that the sword was still there?

There is only one knife handle.

Dang--

Until this moment, a knife sounded.

Everyone looked at the sound.

I saw a samurai sword without a knife fell to the ground.

“…”

The warrior not far away looked at Zhang Fan incredibly surprised.

This kid looks only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he can actually cut his sword to great success!

Xie Yuange stood there stupidly.

"Da...Dacheng drew his sword and slashed!"

Even though he hasn't even made the entry, he has seen countless videos and information about Dacheng's sword drawing in the past five years. How could he not know it?

Just now, this guy seemed to have not even moved, and his knife was cut off.

And there seemed to be a light sound at that time.

This means that this guy draws his sword and puts it away, and he is almost enough to hear a sound.

Absolutely great success to draw a sword!

I have practiced myself for five years but haven't gotten started.

And this guy looks only seventeen or eighteen years old, and at most he has practiced for three years and has achieved great success!

At this moment, Xie Yuange only felt that his future was dark.

After a while, he asked the congratulations beside him: "Uncle Zhu, he is..."

Congratulations quickly explained: "He is Teacher Zhang from Lingguang Wudao Academy. Although he is only eighteen years old, no one can match his opinion on drawing the sword. The chairman specially invited him to come over and teach you how to draw the sword."

Xie Yuange was overjoyed when he heard this: "It turned out to be Teacher Zhang, please sit down quickly. Come on, serve tea for Teacher Zhang, and serve good tea!"

Congratulations rolled his eyes when he saw it.

Others don’t know, but he knows Xie Yuange’s temper.

What is respecting elders and being polite does not exist in him at all.

This guy has always been arrogant and arrogant.

Even those warriors who are far stronger than him do not take them seriously.

After all, his grandfather is far beyond the warriors.

Today I met Zhang Fan, who was two years younger than him, and he was so respectful and enthusiastic.

Congratulations, I wonder if this guy took the wrong medicine.

But it’s not surprising to think about it: Although Xie Yuange is just a playboy in other matters, he has been persistent in drawing the sword and slashing for five years. He has not been able to enter the door for five years. Now he sees a person who is younger than him and who has reached great success in drawing the sword and slashing, so he naturally has to seize this opportunity.

Zhang Fan accepted Xie Yuange's enthusiasm and respect calmly.

There are no more playboys and other things to do, and I’m afraid that you will be able to get one or two more of them?

But what he didn't expect was that this playboy was surrendered so easily by himself.

Is this a bit too simple?

At this time, the warrior who had been standing next to him was dissatisfied: "Teacher Zhang, right? I am also Mr. Xie's sword-cutting teacher. Although the chairman asked you to come and teach the young master, as his sword-cutting teacher, I naturally have to strictly control him. Why not just discuss the sword-cutting? If your sword-cutting is really strong, I will feel relieved."
Chapter completed!