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Chapter 346: How can a scholar¡¯s ??affairs be called stealing?

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    He Fan is naturally familiar with this light spot, which is the aura between heaven and earth.

    If it enters the human body, it will turn into spiritual power.

    The old man in front of him was full of aura, and he obviously had some cultivation, just like the murderer he met yesterday!

    "Sure enough!"

    Now He Fan could almost conclude that there were probably many people with spiritual powers like him in the world.

    ¡°At least, the murderer that day and the old man in front of me are evidence!

    As for the little girl, she didn¡¯t have any spiritual power, so no matter how she hit He Fan just now, it was like scratching an itch and could not cause any harm.

    With spiritual power to protect his body, He Fan's ability to withstand blows is very good. He probably wouldn't feel anything even if he stood there and was beaten violently by a strong man!

    ¡°It is estimated that only a guy with inner strength like the middle-aged murderer yesterday can inflict pain on himself.

    But even though this is the case, it doesn¡¯t mean that He Fan is some kind of invulnerable Super Saiyan!

    As the saying goes, no matter how good your kung fu is, you are still afraid of the kitchen knife!

    Even though your body is made of diamond and iron, you are afraid of guns!

    He Fan is not stupid enough to say that with a little cultivation, he will act like the murderer yesterday, thinking that he is invincible. That is not in line with his temperament!

    "Being low-key is the way to go. Those who are high-profile are just fools. Sooner or later they will be beaten up by the society!"

    Sitting in the pavilion, He Fan became more and more certain that this villa area was indeed connected to the unknown world in his imagination.

    Being extremely bored, he looked at the old man who was doing morning exercises again.

    At this point of view, I couldn't help but see some doors.

    What the old man is practicing is a very well-organized palm technique with many changes. It is a real and practical martial art, not just a showmanship!

    He Fan looked at it and remembered that he was currently practicing only one "Dragon Transformation Technique", but this Dragon Transformation Technique specialized in spiritual power, but did not include any practical palm techniques or boxing techniques.

    Like yesterday, when I was fighting against the murderer, I completely relied on my strength to be stronger than the opponent, and I was able to win head-on.

    If his physique wasn't much higher than that of the murderer, I'm afraid it wouldn't be easy to win.

    To put it harshly, the three or two fights that He Fan had with others were basically like a child playing house, beating the master to death with three-legged cat skills, or even worse.

    After all, he had always been a well-behaved boy and had never fought with anyone before. How could he know the tricks of a street fight?

    Now watching the old man practicing on the side, and the unruly little girl practicing too, He Fan also had his thoughts:

    "Thisit shouldn't be a big deal for me to learn a few tricks from him. This shouldn't be considered stealing, right? I'm a scholar. How can a scholar's things be called stealing? I call it borrowing! Yes, it's just borrowing.  !¡±

    After making an excuse in his mind, He Fan immediately started to learn from it with peace of mind, no, learn from it!

    During the scene, the old man¡¯s palms were flying and changing.

    Sometimes it¡¯s like a white crane flying, sometimes it¡¯s like a tiger emerging from its cage

    He Fan¡¯s eyes sparkled: It¡¯s really a good palm technique!

    In the beginning, I just sat in the pavilion and made a few gestures with my hands. After a while, the learning became more and more interesting. I couldn¡¯t help but stand up, and started to change my moves according to the movements of the old man in the field, my body moved around.  stand up!

    The little girl who had been practicing Palm Techniques with her grandfather was already very angry and a little absent-minded. When she glanced at He Fan who was secretly learning Palm Techniques in the pavilion, she became extremely angry!

    ??Especially when the other party learns well.

    Doesn¡¯t this make you look stupid?

    The little girl immediately stopped her fist movements and shouted to He Fan who was secretly studying in the pavilion:

    "Hey, hey, why are you so shameless? My grandpa kindly asked you to rest here, but you secretly learned my grandpa's palm skills?"

    He Fan was caught secretly learning other people's palm skills, even though He Fan was as thick-skinned as a city wall, he couldn't help but blush.

    The movements of his hands also slowed down.

    However, the old man who was practicing the palm skills during the field did not stop at all. He still concentrated on the palm skills and at the same time scolded the little girl:

    "Yu'er, why did grandpa tell you that you should concentrate on practicing and not be distracted? Why don't you come back soon?"

    When the little girl saw this, she argued:

    "Grandpa, he is secretly learning your palm skills!"

    ? ?The reporter said without looking back:

    "Just take care of yourself. How many times has Grandpa taught you this palm technique, but you are still not familiar with it and why don't you pay more attention?"

    "grandfather!"

    The little girl named Xiao Yuer shouted angrily again. Seeing that her grandfather ignored her, she could only stamp her feet, set up her formation again, and started practicing.

    But looking at the look on her face, she didn't know how many little circles she drew at He Fan, cursing him.

    "Hmph, so what if you learn it secretly? My grandfather is a master of internal boxing who has developed internal strength. Is it possible that you can still learn it?"

    When she thought of the palm technique she was learning now, the moves were complicated and varied. She had been learning it for almost half a month and still couldn't get it right. The little girl looked at He Fan, who was secretly learning it, with disdain in her eyes.

    Is it possible that this fisherman who appeared out of nowhere can still learn how to do it?

    Actually, the old man also holds this idea.

    Although this palm technique of mine is not a secret that is not passed down, it is extremely rare, and it must be matched with internal strength to display the maximum power.

    In fact, he had already noticed that He Fan was secretly learning moves, but he didn't bother to care about it. If this fisherman boy could learn this palm technique, it would be a good thing to keep fit, so he didn't stop him.

    In the pavilion, He Fan, who had been caught secretly studying, suddenly became more confident when he saw that his master did not even say that he was not allowed to learn.

    "It's called stealing if you don't ask for it. Now that the master has not clearly objected, he has agreed to study here. That can't be called stealing."

    He Fan simply didn¡¯t even bother to stay in the pavilion, ran outside to the venue, stood next to the little girl, and followed the old man¡¯s moves!

    This made the little girl so angry that her face almost cramped!

    "I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen such shameless people. Those who steal from others still make themselves look like they are aboveboard!

    If it weren¡¯t for grandpa¡¯s scolding, the little girl would have pointed at He Fan¡¯s nose and scolded him for being shameless!

    He Fan felt so proud to see the unruly little girl being so angry with him that he wanted to scold her but didn't dare to scold her.

    "You are so shameless. If grandpa doesn't tell you, you still have to push your limits!"

    The little girl finally couldn't hold it back any longer, leaned a little closer to He Fan, and lowered her voice.

    He Fan was as thick-skinned as a city wall and retorted:

    "You yellow-haired little girl, the old man didn't even say anything. Why are you so anxious? The emperor is really not anxious and the eunuch is!"

    When the little girl heard He Fan compare herself to an eunuch, her face turned red with anger, her steps became messy, and she almost tripped over her left foot and fell down.

    He Fan was so proud that a little girl like this was just looking for anger when she fought with him!

    "Huh, even if grandpa asked you to study secretly, would you be able to learn it? Look at your stupid look!"

    "You are not the same. You can almost trip yourself while standing. Which one of us is more stupid?"

    No matter what the little girl said, He Fan was always so stunned that he was speechless.  Blushing, he looks like a little pepper!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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