Three Hundred and Sixty-Five The Most Incompetent Disciple?

"Well…!"

Wu Xiaohui finally groaned.

The impact from behind, although Wu Xiaohui transformed the star power into defensive power, almost completely collapsed, but Fang Li's hand tightly clasped around his neck also condensed the star power, and kept tightening, making him Wu Xiaohui could hardly breathe.

Fang Li pinned Wu Xiaohui to the ground like this, smiled slightly at Wu Xiaohui who was looking depressed, and spoke softly.

"You lost, big brother."

After speaking, Fang Li let go of his hand, allowing air to finally enter Wu Xiaohui's trachea.

But Wu Xiaohui didn't get up for a long time, staring at the ceiling in a daze, her face was full of bewilderment.

lost.

I lost.

Moreover, the defeat was so crisp and neat, and the defeat was so ugly.

Suddenly, Wu Xiaohui thought of Fan Xinglu's words.

"Xiaohui, perform well, I am looking forward to it."

As a result, Wu Xiaohui failed to respond to this expectation, and was completely defeated.

"why…"

A trace of emotion finally appeared in Wu Xiaohui's voice.

With Wu Xiaohui's eyesight, it is natural to see that in the duel just now, Fang Li did not show much strength at all, only faster than himself.

As Fan Xinglu commented, the strength of this little junior should not be weaker than that of Se Xili and Zhao Hufeng, but compared with her, there should be quite a bit of a gap.

But just like that, Fang Li easily defeated Wu Xiaohui.

This situation made Wu Xiaohui completely at a loss.

"Elder brother, is he defeated like this?"

"How...how could it be?"

Not far away, Se Xili and Zhao Hufeng's voices also showed uncontrollable wavering.

Only Fan Xinglu, with an unabated smile on his face, looked at Wu Xiaohui who was lying on the ground with a dazed expression on his face. Instead, he laughed and said happily, "I didn't expect you to show such an expression, Xiaohui." Hui."

"Master." The daze in Wu Xiaohui's eyes finally faded, she got up, knelt down on one knee facing Fan Xinglu, and spoke in a low voice.

"I'm sorry, Master, I let you down."

Hearing this, the smile on Fan Xinglu's face disappeared instead.

"Did you make a mistake?" Fan Xinglu said, "I didn't say that I expected you to win, but I hoped that you would use this sparring as an opportunity to realize your mistakes."

"Wrong?" Wu Xiaohui murmured.

Seeing Wu Xiaohui like this, Fan Xinglu sighed slightly, and immediately, a terrifying aura suddenly swelled up on her body.

"Your boy is indeed the most proud disciple of the old man. He has been gifted since he was a child, and he has advanced rapidly, but the old man can't find any fun in you!"

The terrifying momentum and cold words made Wu Xiaohui's breathing stop abruptly, and the expressions of Cecily and Zhao Hufeng became stiff.

However, this is the true truth in Fan Xinglu's heart.

Only Fang Li understood.

"Eldest brother, you are too upright. You only practice martial arts for the sake of repaying Master's wish. As a result, you follow Master's back to such an extreme level, but you have completely become Master's shadow."

Fang Li made a merciless evaluation of Wu Xiaohui.

"Your moves completely imitate Master's moves."

"Your movements completely imitated Master's movements."

"It's like reading a dead book, copying all the moves and moves that the master taught you. That may be really strong in the eyes of others, but in my opinion, which is familiar with the master's moves, it is easy to deal with. However, if I am like this, let alone a master."

"After all, no matter how much you like to fight and enjoy fighting, fighting with yourself is the most boring."

Wu Xiaohui was silent for a moment.

Indeed, Wu Xiaohui didn't want to improve herself, she just blindly chased Fan Xinglu.

In this way, no matter how strong Wu Xiaohui was, she couldn't surpass Fan Xinglu, she just became Fan Xinglu's puppet and shadow.

"Actually, senior brother is definitely much stronger than me in pure strength, but I am too familiar with master's moves. If you imitate me completely like this, naturally you can't hit me." Fang Li said: "Besides, those moves It is always master's move, not your move, senior brother, even if you copy it completely, you can't use it better than master."

The simplest analogy is that an adult and a child hit the wall in front of them at the same time. If the adult's hand can just reach it, the child's hand will definitely not be able to reach it.

And under such circumstances, the child will have to close the distance until he can reach the distance before attacking.

Wu Xiaohui's situation is equivalent to being obsessed with attacking in the same position as the adults all the time. As a result, no matter how hard the fist is practiced, it can't hit the wall.

Therefore, things like combat skills also need to be adjusted to a certain extent according to your own situation during the learning process. Even if the moves are the same, the technique of exerting force, the trajectory of the attack, and the smoothness of the movement must all be in line with yourself. Make this move your own.

Complete duplication sounds great, but it's still a huge weakness.

Therefore, Fan Xinglu's evaluation of Wu Xiaohui is—"If the so-called apprentice refers to inheriting the master's skills, then that kid is definitely the best in this respect."

And there is more to that sentence.

"If the so-called disciple means surpassing the master, then Xiaohui is the most incompetent disciple."

Blindly imitating, but not knowing how to adapt, the result is just like this.

"I should have told each of you that the purpose of teaching you martial arts is only to satisfy the old body, and if you can't satisfy the old body, then no matter how talented you are, what's the use of advancing quickly?"

Fan Xinglu shook her head, and said to Wu Xiaohui: "I am very grateful for your loyalty to me, but don't forget, you are you and I am me, so don't become me, otherwise, you won't be able to Consider yourself an old disciple."

"..."

Wu Xiaohui lowered her head, unable to speak anymore.

Seeing Wu Xiaohui like this, Fan Xinglu's eyes softened rarely, and said: "Think about your old body, before then, your practice should be temporarily suspended."

"...Yes." Wu Xiaohui finally responded.

Only then did Fan Xinglu smile in satisfaction.

There are two aspects of satisfaction.

One is the awakening of a great disciple.

One is the performance of a young disciple.

"As expected, the old man did not misunderstand you, boy, you are indeed more capable than I imagined." Fan Xinglu said to Fang Li: "From now on, you will replace Xiaohui and become the old man's sparring partner."

Se Xili and Zhao Hufeng immediately cast envious glances at Fang Li.

Fang Li gave a wry smile, but at the same time he was a little satisfied.

Do you use Fan Xinglu as a sparring partner?

That should go faster, right?

As far as this is concerned, it is still worth looking forward to.