The apprenticeship etiquette follows the rules of the last days.
Zhu Caiwei and Yang Guo each toasted Yang Fan with a cup of tea, bowed, and called him master. The apprenticeship ceremony was officially completed, and the master-disciple relationship was established.
In the apocalypse, except for those long-standing aristocratic families who still follow the bad habit of passing on martial arts from father to son and from son to grandson, other martial artists, especially academic martial artists, have very liberal requirements for the inheritance of martial arts. , so open that those aristocratic families couldn't help but send their own children to study in the school.
As long as the cultivation level meets the training requirements and the credits or contributions can meet the redemption standards, even prefecture-level martial arts skills will be open to any teacher or student in the school.
What Yang Fan adheres to now is the teaching rules of the South China Martial Arts School, which does not focus on red tape, but only emphasizes the inheritance of martial arts.
He wanted to take Yang Guo as his disciple several times. Apart from some trivial selfishness, the most important thing was that he wanted to train a master-level spiritual master for the future human race who could guard a city or a powerful territory.
Such a genius seed can only be encountered but cannot be sought. Now that he has encountered it, he does not want to miss it.
"Here is an internal training method called "Basic Breathing". Starting today, you two must spend half an hour every morning and evening to practice breathing."
Yang Fan pulled his old phone and transferred the most basic training techniques to Zhu Caiwei and Yang Guo's wristwatches.
Zhu Caiwei pouted: "Master Yang..., we already have these. Grandpa taught us many exercises the day before yesterday, such as "Basic Breathing", "Turtle Breathing Technique", "Moon Shadow" and so on. There’s a pile of it.”
Yang Fan glared at her, not surprised that Zhu Caiwei had these skills. How could Zhu Zhengqi, such a precious granddaughter of his, miss something good from her
"I know you already have these skills, but it's been two days since you got them. Have you ever practiced them? Who's started?"
Zhu Caiwei was speechless, and Yang Guo gently stuck out his tongue.
They don't have time to play every day, so how can they have time to practice some messy martial arts
If it weren't for bad luck and encountering scary monsters one after another, they wouldn't even be able to worship Yang Fan as their master.
"You all have good qualifications, especially Yang Guo. He independently awakened his spiritual power when he was only twelve years old. His talent is so high that he is almost as talented as a teacher. If you practice "Basic Breathing" seriously and your spirit and spiritual power resonate, It only takes a few minutes to master this breathing technique, but now?"
Yang Fan stared at Yang Guo dissatisfied and said, "The spiritual power in your body has barely improved compared to two days ago. Have you never even seen the "Basic Breathing" exercises? "
Yang Guo nodded sheepishly, and Zhu Caiwei also looked embarrassed. Yang Fan was right. Before the old man passed on the skills, they just casually glanced at the title of the book and gave up on the name. "Basics" "Exhalation".
Among the several techniques, only "Moon Shadow" and "Animal Taming Technique" are the two of them most interested in. However, these two techniques are too advanced. The two little girls who have never been exposed to martial arts cannot watch them at all. Understand, in the end it can only be nothing.
Seeing their expressions, Yang Fan couldn't help but sigh. He knew it would be like this.
No matter how good your talent is, it will be useless without the proper guidance.
"Basic Breathing" also has some other basic martial arts skills, which are like a key. Through them, they can smoothly open the door for the communication between the human body and the external spiritual energy, so that the spiritual energy can flow into the body unimpeded and strengthen the body. body.
Only when the body is strong and the foundation is solid, can one continue to practice other higher-level martial arts, and it is possible to become a strong person in the future.
If you don’t practice the basic martial arts skills and haven’t found a practice method that suits you, and just rely on normal breathing to accumulate the concentration of spiritual power in your body, you are a legendary god-level talent. Over time, it will be lost to everyone and become Useless piece of shit.
This is one of the main reasons why Yang Fan has been preaching that martial arts is the foundation for the rise of the human race.
This is not his wishful thinking, but the most efficient, safest and most reliable way of evolution that mankind has found after trying countless methods to stimulate the human body's potential and promote the accelerated evolution of the human race over the next hundred years.
That’s why the federal government will spare no effort to promote martial arts around the world, and that’s why the status of warriors among the human race will become very important. Therefore, even in the precarious apocalypse, the federal government will spare no effort to promote it in major cities and towns. Twelve years of compulsory education.
The purpose is to discover and train more young warriors and add more vitality to mankind in the end of the world.
"I don't care what you were like before, but now, as my disciples, Yang Fan, you two must not be so decadent anymore!"
Yang Fan looked at the two apprentices with a majestic expression, pointed to the sofa in the living room, and said: "Now, both of you, please read this basic exercise book carefully and carefully, and then try to practice it once. If there is anything you don't understand, You can ask me directly!"
"If anyone dares to be lazy, hum!"
Yang Fan snorted coldly and raised his arm to wave to the little cat next to him. The little cat jumped up on his arm and lay in his arms. Yang Fan raised his hand and stroked the little cat's head twice. After that, he looked at Zhu Caiwei and Zhu Caiwei sadly and said, "I will let Xiaohua sleep with her at night!"
The two female apprentices shivered in fear, and instantly felt like they had worshiped a demon master.
The two looked at each other, trotted back to the sofa in the living room hand in hand, turned on the optical brain, and began to study seriously.
"Ouch~!"
The little tabby cat glanced at Yang Fan dissatisfiedly, "Master Sand Sculpture, this tiger king will not sleep with two blood foods."
Yang Fan slapped it casually. I am teaching my apprentice, how can you interrupt
"If you dare to scream like this again, believe it or not, I will seize you!"
Seeing Zhu Caiwei and Yang Guo sitting cross-legged on the sofa aside and starting the practice of "Basic Breathing", Yang Fan started a new round of special training for the kitten.
Fearing that it would affect his disciple's practice, Yang Fan began to resonate with the spirit of the kitten: "It's okay if you don't call me daddy. Your current identity is a cat. You know how a cat meows. Come on, call me daddy." listen!"
The kitten's hair suddenly exploded, and it jumped out of Yang Fan's arms and stared at Yang Fan fiercely: "Stupid human being, don't go too far. Don't think that you can humiliate this king wantonly by recognizing you as the master. I tell you, This king also has dignity!"
dignity? What is that stuff? Can it be eaten
Yang Fan pouted.
However, this Siberian tiger is much more unruly and untamed than the big black dog at home. It has already suffered the pain of being trapped in the animal lock twice and still refuses to change its tune. It refuses to call daddy even if it is dead, which makes Yang Fan start to feel a little bit. I admire it.
I didn't expect that the little tiger who was timid and afraid of death before, even willing to accept his master in order to survive, would actually have such a backbone.
It was so challenging, and Yang Fan felt inexplicably excited!
"You dare to talk to the master like this. Am I too kind, or have I done something to give you the illusion that I am reluctant to kill you?"
With a thought, Yang Fan moved the little tiger to his body, pinched its neck with one hand, and at the same time activated the animal trap instantly.
The little tiger's limbs flicked, with a painful and tangled expression on his face. He opened his mouth and wanted to howl loudly, but his neck was pinched tightly by Yang Fan's hand and he couldn't scream.
"Call daddy, or meow like a cat, you choose one!"
"Of course, you can also choose neither of them. Let's see if this time I will let the trapped beast lock directly penetrate your brain core, turning you into a tiger meat hot pot right away?!"
The tiger king's body was hanging in the air uncontrollably, his fangs were slightly exposed, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at Yang Fan fiercely, as if he wanted to eat him alive, and the anger in his body almost reached the sky.
"Meow~~!"
In just a moment, the clear cry of a little milk cat sounded in Yang Fan's mental space, which was very pleasant to the ear.
When Yang Fan heard the sound, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. This proud cerebellum finally chose to surrender.
The first step to refine the spirit and will of the monster beast is completed!
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(End of chapter)