My Skills Are Not Serious

On the turbulent river, a small ship is breaking the wind and the waves and heading west.

　　 Chen Fang, who has adapted well to the activities on the boat, is fishing bored on the deck.

Not far behind 　　, there are the old Suo couple standing on the side of the ship looking at the scenery, and the old man Liu Xingjun who exercises not far away.

　　 Old Wang walked out of the cabin to take a look at the crowd and walked towards Chen Fang.

　　 "How is the harvest, how many have you got?"

　　 After talking with Chen Fang last time, Lao Wang felt that this young man had a good appetite, so he approached Chen Fang when he was free to chat and relieve his boredom.

　　Chen Fang supported his chin and said dejectedly: "There is no one. If you didn't see a fish jumping up, you would suspect that there is no fish in the river."

　　 "Why don't you say that this fish doesn't get the bait?"

　　 Talking about Chen Fang putting away the hook and changing the bait.

　　 Lao Wang looked at Chen Fang’s bait made of leaves speechlessly, and said that if it can be caught, the fish is so stupid.

　　 "I don't think you want to fish seriously, otherwise how would you use leaves as bait." Old Wang said.

　　 Chen Fang smiled, "Haha, I didn't want to fish seriously, I was just passing the time in boredom."

　　 Lao Wang shook his head, squeezed Chen Fang away and sat down, and said, "If you don't fish well, let me come. I just want to eat grilled fish tonight."

Previously, Chen Fang caught a fish with the fishing rod he found from the cabin, and made a spicy grilled fish that night. The taste and texture made Lao Wang and others admire it. The aftertaste is endless, just think of it. Drooling in the mouth.

　　 Chen Fang was squeezed out of position, so he could only walk away and found a place on the deck to lie down in the sun.

　　 Looking at the clouds floating in the sky, Chen Fang's thoughts drifted to Nirvana City, thinking of his wife at home and several other confidantes.

　　 "I don't know if Sister Yaoyan had a good meal when I was away."

　　 Chen Fang was a little worried. Before Wu Yaoyan was pregnant, she also restrained her desire to keep her figure. Under the premise of sufficient fetal nutrition, she would never eat any more food, saying that it was to prevent him from getting out of shape after giving birth.

　　 He doesn't understand why women have this kind of mind. Is it really important to keep in shape?

　　 It was okay when I was there and supervised her to eat, but these days when I was away, it was hard to guarantee that she was as restrained as before.

　　 In addition to worrying about Wu Yaoyan, Chen Fang also missed four children including two apprentices, four sisters including Aleus, and two pets who didn't know how to sneak there every day.

Anyway, he thinks a lot of people. Even the fairy queen who has been with him has thought about it, but there is no single male, such as Gong Xiaobai and the only brother Fang Dazhao who has admitted. He is one point. Never thought about it.

　　 But this is understandable.

　　 Serious man, who will miss other men in his mind unless he owes you money.

　　 "Chen Fang, come here."

　　 Just when Chen Fang was thinking about it, the old man's voice rang.

　　 Chen Fang raised his head and looked over. Seeing the old man who had finished his exercise standing there looking at him, he asked, "Master, what do you want me to do?"

　　 "Send hands with me and see if you regress." The old man said lightly.

Seeing that the old man wanted to test his physical skills, he was a little unwilling to move, so he said: "My old man, don't let it go. It didn't matter whether the fight was light or heavy. We accidentally demolished the boat. We all have to go. Feed the **** in the river."

　　 The old man said with a sullen face: "You push back and forth, believe it or not, I will throw you down to feed the fish now."

　　 Chen Fang saw the old man's attitude very resolute, and he got up helplessly.

　　 "Really, if you have old bones, you can't do something that suits your age, and you won't be afraid of flashing your old waist when you use your hands."

　　 Chen Fang mumbled and walked over.

"What did you say."

　　 The old man stared, as if he heard what Chen Fang said.

　　 Chen Fang quickly blossomed, and said respectfully: "I said it's a great honor for the old man to be able to use the air conditioner to teach me."

"Humph."

　　 Where did the old man hear what Chen Fang just said, he didn't believe the following sentence at all, but he didn't pay attention to it, just snorted coldly.

　　 Chen Fang walked up to the old man and stopped not far away, and said, "Master, how do you fight, is it just using physical skills?"

　　 "Well, let me see if you rely too much on skills and fall behind on physical skills." The old man said solemnly.

　　 "That can't, no matter how convenient the skill is, if you don't have a keen skill, you will be hidden by the enemy. I always remember your teachings." Chen Fang respectfully said.

　　 The old man is satisfied that Chen Fang has not forgotten what he said.

　　 "Practicing good physical skills can not only increase combat effectiveness, but also increase the chance of winning against people. Don't neglect it because of the trouble of practicing physical skills. You can remember this, and it's worth noting that I taught you before."

Chen Fang scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed. In fact, after he became familiar with the routine, he rarely practiced physical exercises, and only a few times. It was a whim or was pulled by Jimo and the others to practice. He felt a little ashamed. .

　　 "Come, shoot at me."

　　 The old man didn't say much, stood still and stretched out his hand to signal Chen Fanggong to come over.

　　 "That's not good, my hand is very heavy, it's not good to hurt you." Chen Fang said, scratching his head.

　　 The old man sneered and said: "Just the skills of your three-legged cat, don't worry, even if it hits me, it will scratch a little at most."

　　 These words are somewhat despised, and Chen Fang feels unhappy to be underestimated by the old man.

　　 "Master, don't look at me for three days. I have been separated from you for so long, and the strength is not the same as before. Don't underestimate me."

　　 The old man said blankly: "Don't talk nonsense, don't want me to underestimate it, just show your skills."

　　Hey, this old man is still so proud.

　　 Chen Fang curled his mouth, moved his lower body bones, and then opened his hands and feet in a classic opening posture of Huang Feihong.

　　 "As you wish, old man, you can be careful."

　　 After a word, Chen Fang kicked his feet, his figure flashed, and he disappeared from the spot in an instant, appeared in front of the old man, his fist hit the old man's chest.

　　 The old man stretched out his hand, not fast or slow, but just caught up with Chen Fang's fist, and then easily deflated the attack.

　　 Chen Fang's fist was slapped open, he turned around and jumped over with a whip, and hit the old man's head with a whistling sound.

　　 "嘭"

　　 With a sound, Chen Fang's whip leg was blocked by the old man's raised arm.

　　 Seeing that the two attacks were ineffective, Chen Fang jumped back and pulled away, his eyes slightly solemn.

Although it was a tentative attack ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, it didn't use a lot of energy, but the speed was not unpleasant, but it was lightly defended by the old man, which made him realize that if he didn't show some real skills, he might even let him go. The old man couldn't make a move.

　　 "Master, be careful next, I will use a special move." Chen Fang reminded after taking a breath.

　　 Old man Liu Xianping said indifferently: "Although come."

　　 Chen Fang took a deep breath and rushed over again, this time he used double strength.

　　 The two of them discussed each other, which attracted the attention of others on the deck.

　　 "Old Suo, why did they fight? Hurry and stop it." Lao Suo's wife said anxiously.

　　 Lao Suo smiled and comforted his wife and said: "Don't worry, they are just competing, and nothing will happen until you click."

　　 Lao Suo's wife let go of her hanging heart, but her expression remained uneasy.

　　 The fishing Lao Wang also noticed the battle on Chen Fang's side, put down his fishing gear and walked to Lao Suo and said, "Who do you think will win?"

　　 Lao Suo shook his head and said, "I don't know, I haven't been in contact with physical skills, but this kind of attack method that relies purely on strength and skill, young people should have the advantage."

　　 After all, the old man was put there at his age, even if he looked sturdy, his endurance and physical strength would never compare to the young Chen Fang, and he would naturally suffer from a fight.

　　 And this is actually the feeling that Laosuo himself got from previous battles.

　　 Lao Wang nodded, agreeing with Lao Suo's point of view.