"The handwriting is starting to look a bit decent."
In a courtyard with a slightly dilapidated appearance, but quite clean.
Xia Hongzhen stood beside Wang Jin with his hands behind his back, watching Wang Jin pick up his pen and ink, and nodded slightly.
There was also a hint of admiration on the unshaven face.
Have to admit it.
This kid is progressing really fast.
Even faster than when he was young.
Use a large pen to outline the last corner on the rice paper.
Wang Jin let out a breath, gently placed the brush in his hand on the pen holder beside him, and looked at the big word "sword" standing on the rice paper in front of him.
Compared with the words written for the first time.
At this moment, the word "sword" in front of me already has some charm.
Between each stroke, a different charm is faintly revealed.
Of course, he is still a little worse than Xia Hongzhen.
In total, it has been a week since I became Xia Hongzhen's student and came to Xia Hongzhen to practice calligraphy.
During this week, Wang Jin took time to visit Xia Hongzhen almost every day.
And the method Xia Hongzhen taught him was also very simple.
Just let him practice calligraphy.
After a week, Wang Jin's progress has become obvious.
"Lao Xia, do I really only need to practice calligraphy to learn swordsmanship?"
Even though it has been a week, Wang Jin can clearly feel that he is making rapid progress.
The remaining sword intent in his body even showed some faint signs of loosening.
But Wang Jin still had some doubts.
After all, using calligraphy to practice swordsmanship... no matter how you look at it, it smells like armchair tactics...
"certainly……"
"cannot!"
Xia Hongzhen answered very confidently.
He walked around the yard with his hands behind his back, sat on a small bench at the door, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pants, and motioned to Wang Jin.
Wang Jin shook his head, he didn't like smoking.
Xia Hongzhen didn't mind. He took out one and lit it. After taking a deep breath, he blew out a smoke ring and then said slowly: "If you can stay in the 'immersion state' for a long time, maybe you can still have a little bit of it."
possible.'"
The so-called 'immersion state' is the immersion state that Wang Jin had when he came to this courtyard to write on the first day.
It's as if all the mind is immersed in the writing of handwriting, and everything in the outside world is instinctively filtered out.
The consciousness in the brain seems to be operating autonomously, comprehending and digesting instinctively in a very deep way.
It's like a sponge soaked in water, absorbing all the knowledge, experience, and information in the world at a crazy speed.
This is the ‘immersion state’.
According to Xia Hongzhen, the ‘immersion state’ is a very special state.
After practicing martial arts for hundreds of years, not many people can even enter this state.
Xia Hongzhen is one of them.
When he was young, Xia Hongzhen entered this state several times.
Every time he exited from such a state, Xia Hongzhen would gain some unprecedented insights into martial arts.
But as he gradually became decadent, he could no longer enter this 'immersion state'.
The last time Wang Jin actually entered that strange 'immersion state', it really surprised Xia Hongzhen.
"Is it 'soaked'..."
Wang Jin groaned.
The state of 'immersion state' is really mysterious and mysterious. Even if Wang Jin has absorbed the memories of so many zombies, he has never heard of such a thing.
Even Xia Hongzhen himself didn't understand what the principle of this 'immersion state' was.
This is not like a state that one can actively choose to enter or not, but rather like a state that involves some kind of luck.
Whether you can enter this state depends entirely on fate.
Even with Xia Hongzhen's knowledge, he couldn't figure out what was going on, and Wang Jin couldn't understand the principle of this so-called "immersion state" even more.
"Of course, it's a bit of a fantasy to want to stay in the 'immersion state' all the time."
Seeing Wang Jin brooding, Xia Hongzhen blew out a smoke ring and said calmly: "Besides this method, a better way is to fight."
"The sword is a killing weapon. If you want to master the sword, you must see blood."
He glanced at Wang Jin: "Speaking of which, what happened to your kid's injuries?"
The first time he saw Wang Jin, he discovered that Wang Jin had very serious injuries on his body.
This injury is not external, but internal.
There was a huge problem with the blood flow inside Wang Jin's body.
But after observing carefully in the past few days, he discovered it.
The injuries in Wang Jin's body turned out to be injuries to his martial arts will.
The reason for the decline of blood energy in Wang Jin's body was that he realized the will of martial arts!
And judging from the vague aura that appeared in Wang Jin's body, the martial arts will seemed to be the martial arts will with swordsmanship as the main body.
This really surprised Xia Hongzhen.
In terms of swordsmanship, Xia Hongzhen is a rare master in the entire Great Xia.
You must know that normal martial arts practice begins with a top physical skill or breathing method as the foundation.
For example, Xia Hongzhen himself was born in a family of ancient martial arts and swordsmanship. He practiced ancestral swordsmanship since he was a child, and gradually realized his own martial arts will in the family swordsmanship.
Only then did he achieve the state of being a master.
And Wang Jin's situation... is really unheard of.
First understand the will of kendo and then practice kendo?
If he hadn't seen a living example like Wang Jin with his own eyes, Xia Hongzhen would never have believed that such a thing existed.
Faced with Xia Hongzhen's doubts, Wang Jin shook his head without explaining much.
Wang Jin did not want to say more, and Xia Hongzhen did not continue to ask further.
"If you want to quickly hone your will in swordsmanship, you can only do it through actual combat."
He turned and said: "Only in the real battle between blood and fire, walking between life and death, will the sword in your hand become sharper."
"Walking between life and death..."
Wang Jin was thoughtful.
He recalled the sudden realization he had in the dangerous situation that day in the dream world.
…
After leaving Xia Hongzhen's courtyard, Wang Jin received a message.
It was sent by Zhang Zehong and asked Wang Jin to go to his office.
It was followed by several exclamation points.
Put the phone away, although Zhang Zehong's tone in the text message seemed very serious.
But Wang Jin still walked leisurely towards Zhang Zehong's office.
…
"Zhang Wenhong, if you don't give me an explanation for this matter, I won't be done with you today!"
An extremely angry roar echoed in the corridor.
"Old Ban, Lao Ban, don't worry, there must be some misunderstanding about this matter..."
As the principal of Daxia's First Military University, Zhang Zehong can keep his face straight even when facing many principals from the Seven Beidou Schools.
At this moment, he was smiling and comforting the furious man in front of him.
This is an old man with some gray hair. He has a neatly trimmed beard on his chin and his hair is neatly combed back.
Purely from the styling point of view, it has an elegant temperament.
However, at this time, his face was full of anger, his face was red, his neck was thick, and there were even blue veins bulging on his neck.
He was obviously extremely angry.
"Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding?"
The old man known as Laoban didn't give Zhang Wenhong any face. He blushed and waved his hand, saying: "My son was beaten like that by Wang Jin and lost several teeth. Is this considered a misunderstanding?"
"This... there may be some hidden secret in this..."
Zhang Zehong smiled bitterly.
If he were the principal of another school, he would be a student of Daxia's First Military University who came to his school to accuse him.
He would definitely yell back without even thinking about it.
But the old man in front of me was different.
This old man's name is Ban Qianshui.
He is one of the most profound scholars in the field of tonic medicine in the entire Daxia.
It is no exaggeration to say that this Ban Qianshui is the leading figure in the field of tonic research in Daxia.
He is a true Taishan and Beidou-level figure, with countless disciples.
He can be called a national treasure.
It is precisely because of this that even Zhang Zehong did not dare to show any slight to this old man.
Research-oriented scholars, if we look at it in detail, are indeed more "precious" than ordinary warriors.
Once a warrior reaches a higher level, his life span will be extended accordingly.
But scholars are different. Even with the support of so many modern tonics, the vast majority of scholars are only over a hundred years old at most.
It is precisely because of this that the status of scholars is actually slightly higher than that of warriors.
The leading figure in the field of tonic research, Ban Qianshui, is none other than Ban Qianshui.
He is Ban Yu’s biological father!
"Wang Jin...why on earth would he beat up that Banyu for no reason..."
Zhang Zehong groaned secretly in his heart.
If this group of Qianshui refused to give up, he would also have a headache.
"I don't care what secrets I have..."
Ban Qianshui didn't let up at all and was about to continue talking.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
"Principal, you are looking for me."
Wang Jin slowly walked into the office.
"Are you Wang Jin?"
Before Zhang Zehong could say anything, the group of Qianshui had already turned around and stared at Wang Jin with eyes that were almost burning.
"Who are you?"
Wang Jin frowned and looked at the old man with a red face and a thick neck.
"Wang Jin, please don't be rude. This is Mr. Ban, one of our top scholars in Daxia."
Zhang Zehong scolded.
"oh."
Wang Jin nodded.
"I don't know."
The three words he spat out so faintly made Ban Qianshui almost lose his breath.
"What an extremely arrogant little brat..."
Ban Qianshui was so angry that he nodded repeatedly and said coldly: "Originally, for Principal Zhang's sake, I didn't want to make this matter a big deal, but now it seems that this matter should be left to the arrest department.
"
"Mr. Ban, this is really a misunderstanding."
Zhang Zehong also wanted to reconcile a few words.
"Are you that Banyu's father?" Wang Jin suddenly said.
He looked at Ban Qianshui with a faint smile on his face.
"Yes, I did hit Ban Yu."
He glanced at Ban Qianshui and then looked at Zhang Zehong: "There is no misunderstanding, I just feel unhappy with him."
The tone is calm and calm.
It was as if it was natural for him to hit Banyu.
"You...you...you Zhang Zehong, this is the student of your Daxia First Army Wuhan University!"
Ban Qianshui was almost furious at Wang Jin's arrogance.
"Lao Ban, don't be angry... Wang Jin..."
Zhang Zehong glared at Wang Jin fiercely and was about to explain a few more words.
But he heard Wang Jin's faint voice on the side: "Why, Ban Lao is planning to save face for your son?"
As soon as these words came out, not only Ban Qianshui's eyes widened in shock, but even Zhang Zehong was stunned for a moment.
Turning around, he saw Wang Jin looking at Ban Qianshui with a faint coldness on his face: "Your son brought it upon himself and cannot blame anyone else. I hope Mr. Ban can distinguish right from wrong."
"What, you still want to do something to me?"
Ban Qianshui sneered when Wang Jin looked at him with such cold eyes.
"You can give it a try."
Wang Jin did not give in at all and responded calmly.
The sneer on Ban Qianshui's face faded little by little.
He could tell that there was no joke on the face of the boy in front of him, who was only a teenager.
The coldness in his eyes actually made him feel a little panicked.
Ban Qianshui looked at the young man in front of him, then turned to look at Zhang Zehong who was silent.
He snorted coldly and didn't say anything more.
"This matter will not be settled like this."
He dropped these words, turned around and strode out of the office.
"You kid... you actually dare to threaten the boss..."
It wasn't until Ban Qianshui's footsteps gradually faded away that Zhang Zehong looked at Wang Jin helplessly.
Although this kid could see it as early as the day he entered school.
This kid is a master who is not afraid of anything.
But even so, he couldn't imagine it at all.
This kid actually dared to threaten a national treasure-level scholar like Ban Qianshui.
What he didn't even expect was that Ban Qianshui actually left like this?
"What's going on? Why did you hurt that Ban Yu? He is Ban Qianshui's biological son."
Zhang Zehong asked helplessly. Based on his understanding of Wang Jin, although this boy was fearless, he was definitely not the kind of person who would hurt others casually.
"It's nothing, just a little friction."
Wang Jin didn't say much.
"If you don't want to say it, forget it. I will try my best to help you deal with this matter. This group of Qian Shui has many connections in the capital, so it will be difficult to deal with..."
Seeing that Wang Jin didn't want to say more, Zhang Zehong shook his head helplessly: "Be careful in the future and don't conflict with others casually, especially this group of research-oriented scholars."