I'm so cheap, you don't want to hit me, do you?

There was only a "click", and the spear was stably inserted into the stake.

Immediately afterwards, the wooden stake split from the middle, turned into two halves, and was pierced by Wang Xuan's spear.

"Not bad!"

Wang Xuan danced according to the memory in his mind.

The spear is like a dragon, and the momentum is compelling.

After a long time, feeling a little sore in his arm, he put the spear back on the shelf.

He lay back on the chair and called a few maids to give him a massage.

Practicing martial arts hard is absolutely impossible for Wang Xuan who aspires to be a playboy.

But if you can upgrade while lying down, it is still a very good choice.

At this time, it was almost dusk, and the pumpkin who went to look for Panyang finally returned.

"How is it? General Panyang still refuses to calm down?"

Wang Xuan asked.

"General Panyang has promised to continue to teach the young master martial arts tomorrow, young master, you must be obedient and obedient tomorrow, and don't make General Panyang angry again."

"no problem."

Wang Xuan waved his hands perfunctorily.

The next day, Pan Yang with a sullen face appeared in Wang Xuan's courtyard again.

Although Fan Yang disliked Wang Xuan, a prodigal son, he was Wang Ben's son after all.

Just when he entered the door, he saw Wang Xuan staggering on the wicker chair.

Surrounded by three maids.

One squeezed his shoulders, one rubbed his legs, and the other put the washed cherries into his mouth.

There was no sign of repentance here.

"Anger +80."

"This kid is too much, it seems that I have to discipline him for General Wang Ben."

Pan Yang thought in his heart.

Immediately snorted coldly: "Like what?"

"Quickly step back!" Pumpkin said hastily, fearing that Emperor Xuan would leave Panyang in anger again.

The maids left.

At this time, Wang Xuan stretched himself and sat up from the chair.

"General Panyang, you are here!"

Pan Yang's face turned dark.

Cooperate with you to treat me as air!

"Anger +60."

"I showed you the Dragon Finger Spear technique yesterday, but this set of marksmanship is extremely advanced. Today we will learn from the basics of holding a gun."

Pan Yang took the spear from the rack into his hand.

It's just that before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Wang Xuan.

"There is nothing to learn from yesterday's marksmanship, let's learn swords today."

"A swordsman is so handsome. If I learn it, I will definitely let the eldest ladies of the big families fall in love with me."

"The killing skills I taught on the battlefield, this guy actually wants to use it to play handsome and pick up girls."

Wang Ben's face was very ugly.

"Anger +60."

"Wait until you learn how to spear, and then learn how to sword."

Pan Yang snorted coldly.

"I'm going to learn swordsmanship. If you don't teach me, I won't learn."

"you…"

"Anger +99."

Pan Yang flicked his sleeves and was about to leave.

This prodigal son, I won't serve you anymore!

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a step, he was hugged by the pumpkin around the waist.

"General Panyang, calm down, don't look at the monk's face and look at the Buddha's face, for the sake of the master, you must not leave."

Hearing that the pumpkin had moved out of Wang Ben, Pan Yang stopped.

Thinking that he was entrusted by Wang Ben to teach Wang Xuan.

If this kid leaves in a fit of anger, it will appear that he is too incompetent.

Thinking of this, Pan Yang took a deep breath.

"Okay, don't you want to learn swordsmanship? I will teach you swordsmanship today."

Pan Yang drew out the sword from his waist.

"This sword technique is called the Lihen Sword. It is a killing skill that I have learned from killing enemies on the battlefield. Every move and style has harvested the lives of countless enemies."

As Pan Yang spoke, he began to practice.

This time Wang Xuan did not slack off, but stared at Pan Yang intently.

After Pan Yang finished practicing his sword skills, there was a change in the system panel.

Martial Skill: Dragon Finger Spearmanship (Beginner)

Swordsmanship of Lihen (Unintroduced)

When Pan Yang was demonstrating, he kept paying attention to Wang Xuan.

Seeing Wang Xuan's steadfast gaze, he nodded slightly in his heart.

"It seems that this kid's saying that he likes to learn swords is not an excuse, he is quite serious."

Thinking, Pan Yang continued his explanation.

"The first form of Lihen Sword is called Lihentian."

"This is the move I learned when I stormed into the city of Chu State and beheaded the enemy in the raging fire. Even General Wang Ben once said that few warriors of the same level can block my move. Even he finds it difficult..."

Pan Yang completely assumed the role of a teacher, explaining how he created these sword moves, the power and subtlety of these sword moves.

And the pumpkin next to him listened intently, he is also a master himself.

When Pan Yang taught Wang Xuan the sword technique, he didn't carry him behind his back, which shows that he didn't mind letting him learn it.

Pan Yang talked more and more vigorously.

"The third trick is that people who are more powerful than Li Hentian will grow and hate water and Changdong. This is created by watching the surging river..."

"By the way, you can tell me what you don't understand about the first two moves..."

When Pan Yang said this, his voice stopped abruptly.

Because he found that at some point, Wang Xuan had already fallen asleep lying on the chair, with the corners of his mouth still leaking from time to time.

As if dreaming of something delicious, he pouted his mouth.

Pan Yang's face was ashen, and he clenched his fists and creaked.

The raging anger burned and boiled in his body.

"Anger +99."

"Rage +120"

……

Chapter 12 Are You a Sand Sculpture?

"Nizi, how could the Wang family have such a bastard kid!"

Pan Yang's face was ashen, and he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Even this kind of guy deserves to be taught by his Pan Yang. I was so blind that I even came to teach him swordsmanship.

"I, Panyang, even if I bring my own martial arts into the coffin, I will never receive an apprentice in my life, and I will definitely not pass it on to you, Wang Xuan."

After speaking, he left angrily.

Pumpkin sighed.

He knew that this time he really offended Pan Yang to death.

What my young master did was indeed a little too much. Fortunately, he has already memorized the three tricks taught by Pan Yang.

"Whenever the young master wants to learn, I can still teach the young master."

"Anger +66."

"Anger +99."

"Anger +80."

"Anger +101."

……

A full hour has passed, and the anger value is still increasing.

Wang Xuan stretched his waist, he was in a good mood.

"As expected, Vice General Yang did not live up to his expectations. After sleeping for a while, he contributed more than 2000 experience points to himself."