Fish swimming around the world

"Would you like a request?"

"What's your request?" Jiang Fan asked impatiently, "Will you learn or not?"

"Learn!" Meng Yi jumped up and reached out to grab the book, holding it close to his chest like a treasure: "Master dares to teach me what I dare not learn. Anyway, Your Majesty has a master."

"That's right." Jiang Fan smiled: "But your Majesty is actually right. "The Art of War" is a military manual, and it is really not suitable to be made public at the moment. But since you are my disciple, she will not object. You also want to Remember, don’t spread it outside.”

Meng Ao's big head was nodding like a chicken pecking rice: "Master, don't worry, I know how powerful I am, and I promise to keep it secret."

Jiang Fan said: "From today on, in addition to practicing martial arts, you must seriously practice the art of war. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me, or you can ask your grandfather and elder brother. They have been in battle for a long time, and they may be able to explain some things better than me. More thorough.”

"Hey, eh. Disciple noted it down."

Meng Yi was really overjoyed. He didn't expect that he would get such unparalleled knowledge. What the old man said is indeed true. With King Xiaoyao as your teacher, you can dominate the world!

Seeing him scratching his head and scratching his head, Jiang Fan couldn't help but laugh: "Okay, it's just a "The Art of War", the master wants to teach you more, this is just the beginning."

Meng Yi was shocked in his heart. The old man once said that the crown of Xiaoyao is worthy of the present generation, and what he has learned in his heart is earth-shattering. Obviously, the master said so, and there are even more awesome things hidden.

This master worshiped the cow with wings, and the cow went to heaven...

"Oh, by the way." Jiang Fan suddenly remembered and said, "You also have a junior sister who studies arithmetic and business with you. She is not in good health. You should take care of her more."

"Don't worry, Master! I promise to complete the mission!"

Meng Yi said loudly immediately.

"Okay, go study, I'm annoyed by you." Jiang Fan kicked him.

Meng Yi giggled: "No rush, no rush, I'll help the master repair the chairs and floor tiles first..."

That's right. Jiang Fan suddenly glared at him and said: "Remember it for me, you will be responsible for any damage you cause in the future! And you go to the Qinglianyuan practice ground to practice your martial arts, and then Let me find you showing off your skills everywhere, so I can hang you up and beat you!”

It’s not okay to do otherwise. This kid is like a little tiger or calf, reckless and frizzy. I don’t know how many things he has broken in the past few days. The craftsman once said that the walls and rockeries have been repaired. But I broke dozens of tools. Grandma is a bitch. While working, she would pick up a shovel and practice kung fu from time to time...

Meng Yi didn't want to but was stunned for a moment: "A training ground? Master, do you still have a training ground? Don't you know how to do martial arts..."

Jiang Fan waved his hand: "It's not for me, it's for you and others... Speaking of which, you should be able to see it. Come with me."

How could Meng Yi not like the practice field? He immediately rushed to follow Jiang Fan towards Qinglian Garden.

Sure enough, I saw a spacious field in the northwest corner, but there were countless strange things placed on it.

Meng Yi was a little confused: "Master, what are these?"

Jiang Fan narrowed his eyes and smiled: "These are all training tools. I will tell you everything."

With Jiang Fan's small body, it was really difficult to practice well, but Meng Yi, who had been practicing martial arts for many years, could completely understand what he was doing.

Just very strange: "Master, just climbing up and down, running and jumping, what's the use?"

Jiang Fan was still breathing heavily. This thing was really not suitable for him. Hearing this, he said: "Don't use your true energy, just practice according to the teacher's demonstration just now."

Although Meng Yi was confused, he immediately took off his shirt, revealing his strong tendons. After a few moves, he jumped out and started to experience according to Jiang Fan's demonstration just now.

I have to say that this kid is indeed a natural prodigy in martial arts. He actually understood Jiang Fan's awkward demonstration in one go and practiced it well.

However, after going around, he also discovered many unspeakable weirdnesses, and it looked easy but was very difficult to get started.

Jiang Fan said again: "This time, I ask you to complete it in one stick of incense."

Meng Yi was shocked: "It's impossible. It takes at least three sticks of incense to complete this circle."

Jiang Fan snorted: "A stick of incense, this is your latest goal. Don't use your true energy and find a way to complete it for me. As for the use, I will know it in the future."

"Yes!" Although Meng Yi was puzzled, he must do what his master told him.

Thinking of this, he wanted to try another lap to see how long it would take him.

Just as he was bending down to press his legs, Yu Wenchengxin hurried over with a stack of manuscripts: "Master, master, you are here. Take a look at this question..."

Jiang Fan lamented in his heart. In the past few days, he had been afraid of this Yuwen Chengxin. As long as there is a chance, she will pester her and ask questions, and she will not be able to run away. Aren't you a sick person? How come you are a thousand times more energetic than me when it comes to learning?

Seeing that something was going wrong, he quickly interrupted her: "Let's not talk about this for now, Cheng Xin, let's get to know your senior brother."

"Huh?" Yuwen Chengxin realized that there was someone else next to him. And when he saw it, his face suddenly turned red. Even a woman can't stand the sight of shirtless Meng Yi's golden-proportioned figure and beast-like muscles.

"Junior sister?" Meng Yi didn't care about anything.

"I am Meng Yi, and you are my junior sister."

Yuwen Chengxin quickly lowered his head: "Yuwen Chengxin has met senior brother."

"Tsk tsk..." The boy suddenly smacked his lips and said, "Master is right, you are really sick. Your body is not strong enough. From now on, you can practice kung fu with my senior brother to keep fit."

"Get out of here!" Jiang Fan kicked him angrily.

"Your junior sister is not in good health and cannot exercise strenuously. It would be hard to exercise like you did. I'll teach her later."

"Ah?" Meng Yi's eyes suddenly widened: "Master, don't you know how?"

Jiang Fan said: "It's not that I don't know how to do it, it's that I don't practice. They are two different things."

"Master, please blow..." He suddenly stuck out his tongue and swallowed the rest of the words.

"What? Who are you looking down on?" Jiang Fan snorted angrily: "Let me tell you, physical fitness is not just your kind of skill. As a teacher, I will let you see it."

"Okay!" Meng Yi clapped his hands: "This will open your eyes."

But he didn't believe it. Although his master was a scholar, he knew nothing about martial arts, and anyone could tell that.

Since the master wanted to demonstrate, he was happy to watch the excitement. Anyway, it was the master who was embarrassed.

How could Jiang Fan not see that this idiot had everything in his heart written on his face? He glared at him fiercely and said, "Put some clothes on for me."

Only then did Meng Yi realize that he was still naked. He looked at the shy junior sister next to him and grinned sheepishly: "Oh, oh, I'm sorry..."

After he got dressed, Jiang Fan also opened his posture: "Look, this kind of skill is called Tai Chi."