"The Lightning Hand Zhang Kuang is very arrogant and never takes anyone seriously. He does nothing without restraint in everything. He never expects to ask for help today."

"This is called a real man being able to bend and stretch."

"Zhang Kuang is the attitude of pursuing sword technique. He is unrestrained and can't even get rid of this little face. How can he go further on the road of engraving sword technique?"

“…”

The onlookers were talking, but they didn't expect that Zhang Kuang, who had already lost a lot, would have the nerve to make a request.

When Zhang Kuang faced the craze and support of the crowd, he had no expression on his face. He was never a person who cared about other people's thoughts. He was free and unrestrained. He would not care about being looked at by others before, nor would he not in the future.

"If you want to see it, I will practice it for you."

Chen Hui also looked at the entangled Zhang Kuang with amusement. He thought Zhang Kuang was also an interesting person. After losing the game, he made a request and fought for him, which was interesting.

"Thanks."

Zhang Kuang also looked at Chen Hui deeply, and did not expect that Chen Hui would really agree. He was impressed by Chen Hui's mind and demeanor.

When did Zhang Kuang cross the carving world fall? He saw people who were trying to protect the carving knife skills and how to take preventive measures. He had never met someone who was willing to communicate sincerely. Chen Hui's honesty made him feel very surprised and excited.

"I'm optimistic."

Chen Hui didn't say anything nonsense, took out the carving knife and began to wave slowly in the air. His waving was very gentle, giving people a feeling of extreme gentleness, just like drawing eyebrows. The carving knife in his hand turned into an eyebrow pencil, waving in the air one after another, full of patience and caution, as if as long as he tried hard, he would hurt the love of the eyebrows being scribbled. The entire display process was full of deep love.

So gentle!

Yu Ling's lively eyes were staring at Chen Hui, who was holding the carving knife and was soothing. A hint of desire rose in her heart: It would be great if Chen Hui could paint my eyebrows once...

"This engraver even used the practice of engraving knife skills. It was really... beyond expectations."

Miao Di opened his mouth wide in surprise, as if he had seen a ghost.

The practice of engraving knife skills by engraving is always top secret and will not be easily shown to others. Even if someone puts the knife on his neck, it will not be easily revealed, because once the practice of engraving knife skills is revealed, it will be learned and the consequences will be unimaginable.

But looking at Chen Hui's appearance, he actually practiced the practice of carving swordsmanship, without any warning and his actions were too incredible.

"He is fearless, and this is an absolute confidence."

Qin Ling focused on Chen Hui's every move. He was known as a master of deduction. Any carving knife technique that he could see can basically deduce. If he was not a restorationist, but a sculptor, then he would definitely be able to go far on the road of a sculptor, far beyond the human thoughts.

"Why is he unscrupulous? No matter how I think his carving knife skills are, there is nothing strange about it, it's just too common."

Miao Di frowned in confusion. He was also a sculptor. Chen Hui's engraving knife technique was very slow in the air, just like an old lady was threading a needle. There was no such majestic speed and shocking gorgeous scene just now. It really made him doubt it. Are you not afraid of being learned by such a slow drill?

Miao Di didn't know where Chen Hui's confidence came from.

"It's simple, you can try it."

Qinling's eyes were very vicious. When Chen Hui was practicing, he watched the whole process without any bad movement. The more he looked, the more shocked he became, the more excited he was, and the more he looked, the more unbelievable he was.

Qin Ling couldn't help but take out the carving technique directly, and began to learn from Chen Hui's appearance in front of him, and began to draw strokes. When he just started carving, it seemed very simple, but the conversion between the knife techniques, no matter how hard he tried, could not be converted, as if he was passing through a big river.

Why can his wrists be so flexible?

After Qinling tried several times, he gave up unwillingly. There was no way. During his use, his hands and swords could not keep up with the rhythm of Chen Hui's use. Chen Hui's use of Puhua Wuzhen could not see any amazing things at all. However, when he used it, he realized the difficulties in the turning point of the knife technique. No matter how he adjusted the angle of the use, he could not practice the two movements together.

The two actions are just a little different, but for the imitation of Qinling, it seems that there is an insurmountable gap.

Finally, Qin Ling understood that Chen Hui's wrist flip seemed very ordinary, but the curve and angle of the wrist flip were not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Qinling even slightly accelerated the imitation speed. When he reached the turning point, if the speed was not controlled properly and the imitation speed was faster, his wrist would probably be directly broken by a sudden huge turning point, which made him sweat in a cold sweat.

"You understand."

After practicing it, Chen Hui put away the carving knife. This time he really didn't hide his own personal information. It's true that the Eyebrow carving knife technique was practiced in the crescent moon carving knife technique, and there was no change in the whole process. It was the result of his hard work, and he was very open-minded.

But Chen Hui believed that even if he practiced a hundred times slower, no one could learn it. If he didn't have this confidence, he would not perform in public. He just wanted all those who were peeking at the crescent moon carving technique to understand that even if they were given face-to-face drills, they would still not be able to learn it. It would be useless to watch it, and it would be annoying to irritate these bad guys to death.

"I understand."

Zhang Kuang's eyes were dull and nodded mechanically, his mouth was full of bitterness, and his mind was still recalling Chen Hui's every move. The more he recalled, the more he felt the skill of his sword, as if every move was full of infinite meaning and mystery, which made people unable to understand.

Changes come from time to time, and changes are endless. This carving knife technique is so exquisite!

Zhang Kuang's heart positioned the carving technique, and his heart was filled with infinite despair. Even if he understood all the routines, he could not imitate it. This was really painful.

This feeling is like a eunuch seeing a beauty in the world taking off naked and teasing her. She couldn't enjoy it. She was so... so suffocated.

"How is Grandpa?"

On the second floor, Huang Jun used a video recorder to practice the carving knife technique. Then he mediated the camera into a slow motion, watching Chen Hui's every move.

"I can't interpret it. The crescent moon carving knife technique is too exquisite. Look at his wrist rotation style, which seems very ordinary, but just looking at it and imitating are completely different things. It is impossible to imitate it, unless the bones and flesh on the wrist can be separated."

Huang Yaotian's face was ugly and interpreted the movement of speed being infinitely slowed down. He could clearly see the beating and twisting of Chen Hui's wrist meridians.

"This person is not only a master of carving, but also a master of kung fu. He is still not an ordinary master who can practice the meridians in his hands so flexible."

Cui Sanyan interrupted with a gloomy face beside him and said in a silence. He was not just an appraiser, but also a master of kung fu. His eyes were beyond imagination and he could see the problem at a glance.

"No matter how high its martial arts are, there are so many people who offend so many people. Some people must have guns. Besides, we have prepared guns, so he will definitely not be able to escape."

Huang Jun said coldly, not taking Chen Hui at all. An ordinary man took a shot and could easily kill a killer with high martial arts skills.

"Since your challenge has been completed, let's go. Today I will carve a large amount of jade for the Yu family, so don't waste time."

Chen Hui waved his hand and said lazily.

"I……"

Zhang Kuang lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and struggled in pain on his face.

"What else do you have?"

Chen Hui frowned, and was very disgusted with Zhang Kuang's untrustworthy behavior. His face turned cold and he was about to drive Zhang Kuang, who was so arrogant that he was trying hard to get out of his mind.

"Do you keep your word?"

Zhang Kuang seemed to have made a huge decision, suddenly raised his head, looked at Chen Hui openly, and said solemnly.

"What did I say?"

Chen Hui asked in confusion, not understanding why Zhang Kuang said this. Did I just make a promise to him? Why don’t I remember it?

"You told me just before the competition, if I kneel down and become a disciple, you will teach me how to carve swords. Does this sentence you said count or not?"

Zhang Kuang asked directly.

"I naturally keep my word, but..."

Chen Hui had already understood Zhang Kuang's thoughts, but he felt it was a bit too much to ask him to accept such an old apprentice. He just wanted to reject Zhang Kuang politely, but a scene he didn't expect happened.

thump!

Under Chen Hui's gaze, Zhang Kuang said nothing. Before Chen Hui finished speaking, his legs became weak and he became expensive on the ground. His head pounded three times to the ground, and each time he knocked heavily on the wooden table. After three times, Zhang Kuang's forehead was bleeding.

"master."

Zhang Kuang shouted with a serious expression.

“…”

Chen Hui was stunned, opened his mouth, and could not calm down for a long time. He never expected that Zhang Kuang was so generous, and he even said he could even knock him.

Now that he even kowtowed his head, if he didn't agree, that person would be happy.

Chen Hui felt under a lot of pressure after taking inexplicably a disciple of his grandfather.

"Ahem...that, let's get up first with the cold on the ground."

Chen Hui raised his hand as if he was serious and signaled Zhang Kuang to get up and let a grandfather kneel down to him. Chen Hui was very uncomfortable.

"So, the master accepted me?"

Zhang Kuang said with his eyes shiny.

"You have knocked your head. If I don't accept you, I'm too irresponsible!"

Chen Hui rubbed his temple helplessly. This is called a matter of gods. I dare not say anything like taking the apprentice in the future. I didn’t take it seriously, but others took it seriously... (To be continued)
Chapter completed!