Almighty Cultivating Fanatic

5: 30 in the morning. Chen Yang was still sleeping when the door to his dormitory was suddenly pushed open.

He suddenly woke up from his stupor and looked up to see Zhang Jian tiptoeing into the dormitory. He carefully picked up the bottle containing the soup with fear in his eyes, rejoicing and finally clenching his teeth, he quickly left with the bottle in his hand.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't dare to raise his head to look at Chen Yang who was still unconscious.

When Zhang Jian walked out of the door, Chen Yang grinned.

It was just as he expected. Zhang Jian must have realized that he had unluckily become a man who had shot at him instantly, with a silver pewter spearhead. If not for this, how would he have come back as soon as the door was opened, and even secretly took away the Great Pei-Yuan Soup.

"After this, I hope he will do his best in the future."

Thinking of this, Chen Yang shook his head and got off the bed, ready to go to the stadium.

He hadn't been in the stadium for four to five days. There were almost no changes. There were only some unfamiliar figures and fewer familiar faces.

"Hello, Professor Jin."

"Little Chen, you haven't been here for a few days." Professor Jin sized Chen Yang up with a smile and said.

Chen Yang raised his right leg and said, "A few days ago, I got injured accidentally. I took a few days off from work."

Professor Jin laughed, "You youngsters are really irritable. Just continue exercising after your injuries have healed." Learning martial arts is similar to learning martial arts. If you don't advance, you retreat. "

"I know."

Chen Yang nodded and separated himself from Professor Jin. He stood still on the spot and began cultivating the Three Yang Fist mental cultivation method. His leg injury had just healed, and it was easy for him to get a relapse by practicing his routine.

An hour later, Chen Yang successfully ended his cultivation.

"Professor Jin, I'll be leaving first. I still have to attend class later."

"Mm, go ahead." Professor Jin nodded when he heard this. Then, his heart moved as he asked, "Little Chen, have you ever heard of Island Nation's One Slash?"

"One Strike, what is that?" Chen Yang asked doubtfully.

Professor Jin pondered for a moment, and then explained, "One blade is an ancient martial arts sect of the island. It is important to kill with one blade, and never uses a second blade. "This generation has produced a young man with extremely high talent. As far as I know, he has already arrived in China and is threatening all ancient martial arts cultivators under the age of 30."

"One slash kill? What big words you have there! " Chen Yang showed disdain on his face.

Even though he had the memories of the eighth lifetime, he had this life at his heart. Naturally, he had feelings unique to his people.

When Professor Jin heard this, he instructed, "Since ancient times, the island nation has always coveted the three provinces. This time, it's most likely going to start from the three provinces. Your Three Yang Fist is not famous, so the possibility of finding you is very small. However, you must not let your guard down. "

"Don't worry, Teacher Jin. If he meets me, I'll send him back to his hometown free of charge."

After Chen Yang finished his sentence, he waved his hand and left the stadium.

For the next three days, Chen Yang would train and attend class on time. After the leg wound was completely healed, it wouldn't be a problem even if he met an expert with similar strength.

During that time, he called Liu Zhongtian and told him where Wang Xuexi had gone missing.

Yesterday, Liu Zhongtian had already replied to the news that the police had found Wang Xuexi's body. The city police had specially held a meeting to reopen the investigation on this case.

Xia Ming was a vindictive person, not to mention the fact that he was related to Shen Mu Qing.

His feelings for Shen Mu Qing could be said to be sickly. Rather than calling it a love affair, it would be more accurate to say that his heart was throbbing uncontrollably. After all, with his background, what kind of woman couldn't he have?

For example, Wang Xuexi, when she was still alive, she could be considered a flower-type beauty. In the end, she was still easily abandoned by him, and even eliminated due to anger.

He had seen many bewitching, passionate, lovable and gold worshipping women. Yet, he had instead developed a morbid possessive desire for a girl like Shen Muqing, who was naturally indifferent to all worldly affairs.

It was a pity that Shen Muqing's Shen family's influence was shocking. For the time being, it wasn't something that he, the Xia family's young master, could afford to offend. Of course, the most important reason was that the Xia Clan would never start a war with the Shen Clan over this, unless Xia Yuanhang's head was caught by the door.

Xia Ming had been keeping an eye on Hai Cheng University for three days already and had only been waiting for Chen Yang to leave the school before he made his move.

On the fourth day, Xia Ming's little brother thought he was a tragedy, but he suddenly noticed Chen Yang leaving school in a hurry after class and getting on a bus heading straight to the city.

The two of them were overjoyed and quickly reported to Xia Ming.

After finishing their report, they immediately drove and followed.

During class, he received a call from Liu Zhongtian. Although Chen Yang was curious, he did not give it much thought. After thinking for a while, he decided to agree to Liu Zhongtian's invitation.

They arrived at the Liu Family villa with ease. The nanny opened the door. Chen Yang walked into the living room and found that other than Liu Deyuan, there was also an old man. However, he did not see Liu Zhongtian.

"Little Yang is here."

Liu De Yuan pointed in front of him, and said with a face full of kindness: "Sit! Ah Mei, serve Little Yang some tea. " After instructing the nanny, he pointed at the old man and introduced him to Chen Yang: "He is your grandfather, the current honorary chairman of the Chinese Calligrapher's Association."

Hearing this, Chen Yang stared at Fang Changzhi with a strange expression on his face.

Grandpa Fang? Other people were fine, but if he wasn't mistaken, this person was Fang Gang's descendant. If he were to call him grandpa, he was afraid that this person wouldn't be able to take responsibility.

Ever since Chen Yang entered, Fang Changzhi had been observing him. Now that he heard Liu De Yuan's introduction, he quickly stopped him and said, "Old Liu, let's go our separate ways. "As the saying goes, once you have heard the word, you have heard it before and become a teacher. This little friend's calligraphy skills far surpass mine. It's fine as long as you're on par with him."

"Eh?"

Fang Qun did not care about Liu Deyuan's shock. He gazed at Chen Yang and asked with a fervent expression, "Chen Yang, who is your teacher?"

When Chen Yang heard the question, he had already guessed what Fang Xing probably knew. He thought for a moment before replying, "First, I copied the poster of the famous writer, then came up with new ideas."

"Famous letter? "But the Qing Dynasty's Fang Gang?" Fang Shouzhi continued to ask.

Liu Deyuan saw the opportunity and reminded, "Old Fang is the descendant of Fang Gang in the Qing Dynasty."

Chen Yang had already guessed this would happen. At this moment, he was finally certain and his thoughts were extremely complicated.

"To be precise, I did not copy out Fang Gang. Instead, I focused on Yan Zhenqing, Liu Gonggong, Wang Xizhi, and Huaisu." Chen Yang had a meaningful look on his face.

Not only was this reply shocking, even Liu De Yuan's face was full of shock, and he blurted out: "This is impossible! Although Fang Gang was also from a famous family, he had long since become one. Furthermore, your styles are ninety percent similar. Even if you copy them, you still wouldn't be able to reach such a level of similarity. "

Fang Quzhi stared intently at Chen Yang, his brows creased into creases.

Even if Chen Yang had lied and copied Fang Gang's words, Fang Gang would not admit to it. In fact, even if Fang Yuan had reached the level of being a fake, he would not be so shocked that he would run back to his hometown.

In fact, he had already seen the written invitation that Chen Yang had given Fan Yid. Other than the age difference, the brush strokes and style were all the same as Fang Gang's. It was not enough to express their similarities.

From ancient times until now, there had been many who had achieved such a similarity. Not only Fang Gang, but every generation of calligraphers had been copying it.

What was truly unbelievable was the letter Chen Yang gave Liu Deyuan. Although it was only 90% similar to Fang Gang's real work, it was still the same as the other one. And that painting was written right before Fang Gang's death. There was only one place in the world that had never been seen, and that was in the Fang family ancestral shrine.

Looking at the faint smile on Chen Yang's face, Fang Change thought to himself, "His style is completely the same, even his one and only calligraphy piece was able to fake it. Is this kind of miracle really possible?"