Chapter 122 Swordsmanship

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"Little friend, what's wrong? Doesn't this sword suit you?" On the side, the sharp-eyed Ge Ming saw something strange about Ye Fan and asked with concern.

"It's okay. I have no physical training skills and my physique is average. The weight of this heavy sword is extraordinary and I can't lift it." Ye Fan answered quickly, his eyes focused on the heavy sword. This time, he did not reach out to pick it up, but He turned to look at Ge Ming.

As soon as Ye Fan said these words, Fatty Li and Sun Qiang, who were not far away, both had strange expressions on their faces.

It’s true that you don’t have physical training skills. You said you have an average physique. Just the day before yesterday, you beat a violent nine-star bronze bullfighting to death in the Colosseum with your bare hands...

"Is it the reason for not cultivating physical skills?" Ge Ming, who had his back to the fat man, naturally did not notice the change in the expressions of the two of them. When he heard that Ye Fan had not cultivated physical skills, he was immediately overjoyed, "Physical skills, my store is very good. There are too many. If you want, I can get you some copies."

"This... I'm afraid it's not good." Finally entering the topic, Ye Fan seemed calm and evaded, but seemed to be confused: "We don't have much money today. After buying this epee, I'm afraid we only have one or two." One hundred thousand."

"One or two hundred thousand is enough. It's just physical skills, not breathing skills, so it's not worth much." Ge Ming answered quickly, as if he wanted to empty out the "last wealth" of the people in front of him, and said, looking at Ye Fan Still hesitating, he spoke again, "Also, little friend, I bought two precious weapons today. I can make the decision. Buy one and get one free for physical skills, giving me the most affordable price!"

"That's okay." Hearing this, Ye Fan nodded.

"My friend, please wait a moment."

Ge Ming turned around and entered the warehouse for the third time. When he came out this time, he was holding a lot of books and spread them out on the table. Then he said to Ye Fan: "Here are all the physical skills collected in my store, little one." Youda can take a look at what type of practice you want."

"Okay." Ye Fan nodded, came to the counter, and scanned it roughly.

Fighting with fists, whirlwind kicks, thunder palms...

After scanning them one by one, Ye Fan picked up two books at random and couldn't help but shake his head.

What kind of physical skills is this? It is clearly a copy of the human body. There are many pictures on it but very few descriptions. It is not a model of physical skills at all.

"Two hundred thousand books. With this kind of physical skills, I can draw dozens of books in a day..." Ye Fan's eyes twitched, but his eyes swept over and suddenly stopped on a book that looked very tattered.

This book looks very dated at first glance. The cover is damaged. The upper half of the cover is missing, leaving only the general outline written on the lower half.

Ye Fan frowned slightly, picked up the book, and opened a page. The pages were yellowed, and the fonts on them were slightly blurred, and they were ancient characters.

"Little friendly eyes." On the side, Ge Ming continued to boast, "This is the ancient sect's sect-suppressing method. It has been passed down for many years. It was once a physical skill used by a peerless strong man to suppress a generation. Later, it was lost in the ruins for thousands of years. It was brought out by me from a lucky family member."

"Suppressing a generation of physical skills?" Hearing this, Ye Fan just raised his eyes. He could read ancient texts. He glanced at the content on the first page. There was no method of operation. He was just talking about this physical skill. The owner's introduction.

"My name is Shadow Luoshui, and the world calls me Shadow Sword Master."

At the beginning, Ye Fan was taken aback by a straightforward and even somewhat rude introduction.

This was the first time he had seen someone writing his title directly on a skill.

"I'm afraid this Shadow Sword Master is a bit concerned about face." Ye Fan said, there are many strong people like this. Although they are extremely powerful, they also care about face, that is, a good reputation.

There is nothing strange about this. People, as long as they are not monks, will always have seven emotions and six desires. They either love money or love power. Some are lustful and some have a good reputation. This is true for all living beings.

Thinking of this, Ye Fan shook his head with a smile and continued reading.

"...I have followed the human king for ten thousand years. I started the way of swordsmanship when my own way was exhausted. I once opened the gate of heaven with one sword, blocked the power of a world with one sword, and traveled across the galaxy for ten thousand years. Now I leave, leaving behind this swordsmanship. , for future generations to learn from.”

"Is it a swordsmanship book?" After reading the content on the first page, Ye Fan frowned slightly. In his memory, the priceless physical skills book was not a swordsmanship class, but a palm technique.

Nowadays, beast control is the rule. Swordsmanship, swordsmanship, and boxing skills that were previously isolated are now collectively referred to as physical skills, which can be regarded as external training methods in physical skills. Ye Fan's Wanxiang method is a typical internal training method. Art encompasses a hodgepodge of aspects.

In physical arts, many people still need external physical skills such as boxing and kicking. As for internal physical skills, most of them are replaced by breathing techniques. After all, although internal physical skills can prolong life and strengthen the body, they cannot help protect the body. The beast master opens a new space for beast control, and it is inevitable that he will be eliminated.

Originally, there were very few people who practiced physical skills. Most of them practiced some boxing and kicking skills for self-defense. No one specialized in swordsmanship.

"Shadow Luoshui, in my impression, there seems to be no sword master who left any ink in the history books. As for the human king mentioned in the book, except for one unconfirmed one in legend, I have never heard of any others. "

After thinking for a few seconds, Ye Fan had doubts about the authenticity of the book, and turned a few more pages. He was not sure whether this book on swordsmanship was very powerful, but there was no doubt that it was a book on real swordsmanship.

"Let's take this one." After thinking for a while, Ye Fan did not hesitate for long. What he needed was an ancient physical skill. Although this physical skill was not the priceless physical skill that he heard was bought by the young man, he happened to have that strange heavy sword and happened to have an ancient sword skill, which was also the best choice.

For him, his attainments in breathing and beast control were high enough. He just needed time to grow and have enough energy to practice a sword skill.

"Okay, okay, this book is cheap for you, just take 150,000." Seeing that Ye Fan wanted to take this book that had been on display in his store for several years, Ge Ming nodded with satisfaction and said, "According to what we just said, you can pick another one."

"Okay." Ye Fan nodded, patiently scanned all the physical skills on the counter, and found nothing real. Only three were real, but they were all written by modern martial artists, and they were not as good as some physical skills in Ye Fan's memory.

"Forget it, just pick one at random."

After a while, Ye Fan picked up a physical skill called Gale Kick from the physical skills books, turned around, and gave it to Sun Qiang, "Sun Qiang, you have learned boxing, this leg skill is for you, to fill the gap."

"This..." Sun Qiang was flattered again when he saw Ye Fan gave him another thing. He wanted to say something, but seeing Ye Fan shook his head meaningfully, he just responded, "Thank you, Captain."

"It's okay, it's okay." Ye Fan waved his hand, picked up the swordsmanship book, and turned back, "Boss, please help me pack the heavy sword."

"Fatty, swipe the card."

...

Soon, at the door of the store, seeing Ye Fan holding the box with the heavy sword and taking Fatty Li away, the boss Ge Ming smiled.

"Taijutsu 200,000, knuckles 300,000, heavy sword 500,000, this day, the income... is almost one million."

"Three years without opening, three years of eating after opening."

"It's still easier to make money from these young guys."

Leaning against the door of the store, Ge Ming watched the few people go away, thinking about what they just bought in the store, his eyes full of smiles.

But after a while, it seemed that he suddenly remembered some details, Ge Ming's eyes suddenly changed a little, and once again looked at Ye Fan who was carrying the heavy sword in the distance, a little confused.

"This kid, I remember he just said he couldn't lift this sword."

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