In the middle position, placed alone, is a square-shaped halberd.
Fang Tian's painted halberd shone with silver light, Meng Huo stepped forward and held it in his hand.
Suddenly, Fang Tian's painted halberd buzzed.
It can be seen that although Meng Huo's Fang Tian painted halberd is not as good as Chu Tian's Fang Tian painted halberd, it can be regarded as a rare weapon.
"Your Highness Seventh! Please forgive Meng Huo for speaking frankly!" Meng Huo held Fang Tian's painted halberd tightly and spoke to Chu Tian.
"There are seventy-two methods of Fang Tian Hua Ji handed down from my family. I am here to teach you only once. How much His Highness can learn depends on His attainments!"
"If you can't learn it, please ask His Highness Seventh Prince to figure it out for yourself according to the instructions in the book!"
Meng Huo took out another blue brocade package from his body and said, "This is the move of No. 72 Fang Tian Hua Ji. Please take it with you and practice it diligently!"
Several princes and concubines looked over.
They didn't understand that since Meng Huo taught the Seventh Palace the technique of painting the halberd below, why didn't he teach it seriously, but only taught it once?
Not only the princes and concubines did not understand, but even Meng Huo's close disciple Zhang Heng was confused.
Is Master teaching the Seventh Prince Kung Fu, or is he showing off his abilities in front of His Majesty the Seventh Prince?
Professor again?
How much can you learn?
Even he, a martial arts prodigy, may not be able to learn even 10% of it.
Only Zen Master Yihui knew it.
Other martial arts of the Meng family can be taught to disciples, but the ancestral weapons and the moves of Fang Tian's painted halberd are only passed down to his eldest son. Outsiders, including direct disciples, have no chance to practice.
Meng Huo was able to teach Fang Tian's halberd-drawing moves to Chu Tian, which was already a violation of his ancestors' instructions.
Chu Tian took the package and carefully put it away.
"Please give me some advice from General Meng!"
If people are willing to teach their ancestral martial arts, they should be content. How much they can learn is their own business.
Is it possible that you still want to show you a slow-motion video of someone's step-by-step move?
Want to eat shit?
Immediately, everyone retreated to the corner to leave a suitable space for Meng Huo.
Meng Huo held Fang Tian's painted halberd tightly, walked to the center, and nodded gently towards Chu Tian, "Your Majesty, Seventh Prince, take a look!"
After saying that, Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand was in a posture, and he followed closely with one move after another.
Later, the moves became faster and faster, and it was almost impossible to see how they were performed.
Lu Huining whispered softly, "What does this mean? It doesn't matter if you don't want to teach His Majesty the Seventh Prince Kung Fu. Is this teaching Kung Fu or showing off to yourself?"
Lin Fengwan quickly stopped him, "Don't talk, everyone, so as not to disturb His Highness the Seventh Prince!"
Lu Huining just stopped talking, but his eyes were like sharp blades, piercing Meng Huo directly.
Several other princes and concubines felt the same way and felt that Meng Huo did it on purpose.
He said that he would teach the Seventh Prince his kung fu, but he was reluctant to show his real kung fu.
Zen Master Yihui nodded with satisfaction.
I don’t know whether he thought it was very reasonable for Meng Huo to teach Chu Tian the kung fu, or whether he was praising Meng Huo’s martial arts.
Zhang Heng looked dumbfounded.
At the beginning, he could still clearly see the moves on his master's hand.
Later, I only saw a group of weapons surrounding the master.
Is this teaching kung fu, or is the master practicing martial arts himself?
Chu Tian stood beside him, holding Fang Tian's golden halberd tightly in his hand, his eyes shining brighter and brighter.
He could see that Meng Huo's moves were getting faster and sharper.
Such martial arts moves, coupled with the power of the Fangtian Golden Halberd itself, if it can be fully utilized, it can be said to be invincible in the world.
Chu Tian watched carefully, and each move was engraved in his mind. It felt like he was not learning Meng Huo's moves, but that he had already had this move in his mind before, and now he was just reviewing it again.
Meng Huo showed that he was just appreciating, or in other words, awakening to something he knew before.
Meng Huo walked over, put away the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand, and stood firmly in front of everyone.
The face is not red and the heart is not beating.
The whole place suddenly fell silent.
Surprisingly, no one was applauded.
Several princes and concubines felt that Meng Huo's moves were not good, but that Meng Huo's method of teaching Chu Tian Kung Fu was not very good.
Who can learn such an advanced move just by watching it once?
Even the God of War in the sky may not be able to learn half of it.
Isn't this embarrassing?
Zhang Heng was stunned on the spot.
He felt that he would never be able to learn even half of his master's skills in this life.
Only Zen Master Yihui spoke when everyone was stunned, "Amitabha! My Buddha is compassionate! Good! Good!..."
"General Meng really has a magic weapon coming to the world!..."
Zen Master Yihui glanced at Chu Tian.
"If His Highness the Seventh Prince can get the assistance of General Meng, great things can be accomplished!..."
Chu Tian raised his eyebrows!
He has now been recognized by Meng Huo, and he wants to learn the moves of Meng Huo Fang Tian's halberd.
"What the great Zen master said is that General Meng's martial arts skills are unparalleled. How can I, Chutian, be so virtuous that I can get General Meng's assistance and teach him kung fu?"
"Just now, General Meng has already practiced it. I, Chu Tianbu Cai, have to practice what I just learned in front of General Meng. If I am not good at it, please give me advice from General Meng!"
Chu Tian wanted to show what he had just learned in front of Meng Huo, and also wanted Meng Huo to understand, follow him, assist him, and not bury him.
Meng Huo saw that Chu Tian read it once and dared to say that he wanted to practice it again without thinking. He admired Chu Tian's courage.
"Your Majesty Seventh, please!"
Meng Huo walked to the side, leaving the field to Chu Tian. He put the Fang Tian Hua Huo on the weapon stand and stood beside Zen Master Yihui.
Chu Tian held the Fangtian Golden Halberd in his hand, walked to the center, took a stance, and waved the weapon in his hand.
Chu Tian felt that the Fangtian Golden Halberd in his hand carried a soul-stirring power that spread throughout his body from his hands.
Unknowingly, Fang Tian's moves of tracing the golden halberd were all in his mind.
He didn't seem to be learning Fang Tian's move of tracing the golden halberd, but had used it thousands of times, or even more times.
But now, he was just playing around with Fang Tian's golden halberd.
Chu Tian played it lightly, and with the speed of his hands and the power of Fang Tian's golden halberd, he started to dance. Before he was halfway through the practice, everyone on the field stared straight at him.
Meng Huo's speed just now was fast enough, but everyone could see Meng Huo's figure wrapped in a ball of silver light.
And now.
In the center of the field, Chutian could no longer be seen, only a ball of golden light.
Moreover, the golden light continued to release an intimidating pressure, causing everyone to retreat continuously. Now, there is no way to retreat.
This can only show that Chu Tian's kung fu is much higher than Meng Huo's, and his speed is naturally much faster than Meng Huo's.
Several princes and concubines had already opened their mouths.
His Majesty the Seventh Prince has such great skills, why should he be taught by Meng Huo?
They firmly refused to admit that His Highness Seventh Prince's skill came from what he had just achieved.
