Changsheng glanced at the young son who was looking around, and saw that everyone was shocked, knowing that his goal had been achieved, and greeted a few people to leave!

But at this moment, Ling Feng smiled lightly and handed the folding fan to Pete, took a few steps forward and said with a smile, "Brother Changsheng, stay here, you and I will learn from each other, how about it?"

"We don't fight ......" Without waiting for Changsheng to answer, Jiang Xueyi rushed forward and took the lead in replying, and at the same time whispered to Changsheng, "Don't you remember what I said, you are not allowed to fight with the people of the Black Feather Family!"

However, Changsheng didn't seem to hear it, and met Ling Feng's gaze, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, it was this guy, in the dense forest of Wuhan, who forced Yuen Long to jump the Yangtze River with himself and escaped, and challenged himself at this time!

Today, even if this son takes out Bai Yu again, he will have to fight, not to mention that in Shuojin Academy, this son will definitely not dare to take out Bai Yu's insidious and vicious secret weapon, and that kind of secret weapon can only be attacked when people are unprepared, and it is not very likely that he wants to cover himself with his full attention.

Changsheng's mind turned forward, stood in front of Ling Feng and gave a fist salute, "Changsheng will come again to learn Senior Brother Ling Feng's high moves!"

Jiang Xueyi didn't hold Changsheng, she was so anxious that she stomped her feet, and scolded angrily, "Why is this guy so disobedient?"

"Xueyi, you say, what does Changsheng mean by 'come to the teachings again'?" Feng Jue didn't answer Jiang Xueyi's words, but asked leisurely!

"Huh?" Saying this, Jiang Xueyi was also stunned, what did Changsheng mean by this?

"It's obvious!" Geva, who was staring at Changsheng and Ling Feng beside him, suddenly spoke, "The two of them have tried before!"

"But...... Could it be?" Jiang Xueyi and Feng Jue glanced at each other and said no more.

Seeing that Changsheng was preparing to fight with Ling Feng, the atmosphere instantly rose, and everyone around applauded, even the silver-haired girl took a few steps closer, and looked at Changsheng and Ling Feng with a gleam in her eyes!

These two people, one is a descendant of the Japanese Black Feather family, who is strong and prominent, and the other is an ordinary boy who can't cultivate internal strength, and the gap is not half a point!

Therefore, these young sons who watched the excitement also began to sweat for Changsheng, of course, whether they were worried or sympathetic, it did not affect their mood to watch the excitement.

"Immortal brother, please!" Ling Feng smiled faintly and posed in the starting hand of Xingyi Fist!

"Senior Brother Ling Feng, please!" Changsheng still stood up, seeing Ling Feng's starting move, he knew that this was the Xingyi Fist Method, his right hand was in front and his left hand was in the back, his hands were full of strength, and he was waiting for Ling Feng to attack with all his attention.

"Look at the move" Ling Feng let out a low snort, and the right hand that crossed with Changsheng instantly turned into a palm and slapped Changsheng's face door!

Since he had studied most of the martial arts books in the library pavilion, even though Changsheng had not studied them in depth, he still had some understanding of some basic boxing techniques.

Seeing Ling Feng attacking, he knew that this was the stabbing palm in Xingyi's fist, and its purpose was to explore his own reality and reality, and second, to lure himself to meet the palm technique, and then expose the empty door on his chest.

But how could Changsheng be taken advantage of by him, his outstretched right hand instantly turned into a hook and fished towards Ling Feng's right wrist, and at the same time, his left hand became a claw in front of him, ready to meet Ling Feng's next attack at any time!

After being filled with true qi in the flesh, now, Changsheng's body is not an ordinary strong, his right hand picked up Ling Feng's wrist first, and with a flick of his fingers, he removed the strength of Ling Feng's right palm, his fingers clasped Ling Feng's wrist, and flew up and kicked Ling Feng's lower abdomen.

"Hey......" Ling Feng's wrist was held by Changsheng, but his expression was not chaotic at all, his wrist shook and wanted to shake off Changsheng's fingers, and he instantly felt the strength of Changsheng's strength, and then took Changsheng's wrist between finger flips!

At the same time, his left hand clenched his fist to meet the strength of Changsheng's kick, and slammed it on the surface of Changsheng's foot.

Changsheng only felt a heat on the surface of his feet, and said secretly, this guy already has a good internal strength?

The fingers that clasped Ling Feng's wrist slammed hard, and at the same time, his body staggered to the side, and his right hand slammed into Ling Feng's armpit!

With a 'bang', Changsheng's left fist slammed into Ling Feng's armpit, and Ling Feng, who was in pain, frowned, but Ling Feng also took advantage of the moment when Changsheng's attention turned to his armpit, the true qi on his wrist drummed and shrank, and he suddenly withdrew his wrist and took a step back......

"Good ......" bursts of cheers exploded in the Fenwu Hall!

All the young sons had just entered Shuojin Academy, how could they have ever seen such a competition of strength? Excitedly, they looked at Changsheng and Ling Feng inexplicably, imagining how they would deal with it if they were themselves!

And Jiang Xueyi and Feng Ji shouted 'It's a pity', and they felt incredible, Changsheng still had such a method, when did he practice it?

If the two of them knew that it only took Changsheng half a day to integrate the big and small grappling hands, I don't know what kind of expression they would show!

"Big grappler, small grappler?" Ling Feng saw Changsheng's chaotic fighting style, as if he had insulted the sacred martial arts in his heart, and couldn't help but shout any longer, "Changsheng, what kind of mess are you practicing, how can the big and small grapplers use each other?"

"Hey...... The way of martial arts lies in practicality and integration, how can there be any fixed rules?" Changsheng said casually, but he didn't expect to say the true meaning of martial arts.

Martial arts is divided into three major cultivation methods in the inheritance, that is, cultural training, martial arts training and horizontal training, these three methods are different, and each has its own advantages and disadvantages!

To put it simply, Wen Lian pays attention to martial arts cultivation and strictly follows the luck methods and moves created by his predecessors, which creates a retro tradition!

Wu Lian is not as obsessed with inheritance as Wen Lian, but pays more attention to the change of moves, that is, as long as you can defeat the enemy, what kind of moves do you use?

Horizontal training and civil and martial arts training are different, horizontal training does not care about moves and internal strength, horizontal training focuses on tempering itself, like Muay Thai, the use of elbows, knees against the enemy's boxing, is the most distinctive martial arts in horizontal training, and Jiang Shouyi persuaded Changsheng to practice Muay Thai, which is also the reason.

"Hmph, come again!" Ling Feng snorted coldly, his true qi filled his body, reflecting his entire body into a crystal white color, and his hands once again took on the posture of Xingyi Fist!

"Wow......" Seeing Ling Feng's pure true qi all over his body, the young sons shouted in surprise.

Even Changsheng was slightly stunned, and said secretly, when did this guy cultivate such a pure and condensed true qi?

However, Changsheng naturally did not flinch, and used the skills of grabbing, holding, sealing, and locking large and small grapplers to defuse Ling Feng's attacks one by one.

It's a pity that although Changsheng's grappler is good at defense, every time he attacks, he can't get any benefit under the true qi of Du Lingfeng!

The two sides fought more than 20 moves, but they did not distinguish the winner or loser, even so, for the young sons, Ling Feng and Changsheng's skills were already among the masters, and everyone who looked directly at them praised and applauded loudly......

Suddenly, Changsheng and Ling Feng's hands locked each other, Ling Feng was just about to drum up his true qi, Changsheng looked at Ling Feng, who was half a head taller than himself in front of him, and slammed his head into Ling Feng's nose!

This hard collision hit Ling Feng's eyes with Venus, and even the true qi that had just been puffed up was dispersed, and a trace of blood flowed from his nostrils.

Changsheng took advantage of this stall to break free from Ling Feng's palm with both hands, and his right hand smashed into a fist on Ling Feng's chest, causing Ling Feng to retreat a few steps backwards, almost sitting on the ground!

But when he saw the blood stains in Ling Feng's nostrils, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, how could the blood stains from this guy be pale yellow?

Ling Feng also saw the immortal look in his eyes, and a trace of panic instantly appeared in his eyes, and he hurriedly wiped the blood under his nose, covered his nose and shouted angrily, "What kind of move is this?"

"Iron Head Gong, what do you think, Senior Brother Ling Feng?" Changsheng smiled, clasped his hands into fists and said, "I'll get the lesson here today, and we'll fight again when we have time, how about it?"

"Let's fight again in the future, let's go!" Ling Feng covered his nose with his hand, glanced at Changsheng with a strange gaze, greeted Pete and the two, and turned around and walked out of the Fenwu Hall!

In this way, Changsheng suddenly had a strange feeling, I'm afraid this guy didn't use his full strength......

"Wow, awesome, Changsheng, what are those moves, how about teaching me?" Jiang Xueyi was also happy for Changsheng's victory, and said happily!

Changsheng knew that Jiang Xueyi was talking about the grappler, but he pretended not to know, and replied, "Iron Head Gong, you also want to learn? Come, come, come, I'll teach you!"

"If you do this again, you're welcome!" Jiang Xueyi also understood that Changsheng was ridiculing herself, and said coquettishly while walking out with Changsheng and Feng Jue!

The black child named 'Geva' looked at Changsheng with a sense of awe and admiration in his eyes, and as for the other young sons, they showed incredible looks......

"Hey...... You don't know, I have had to fight since I was a child, but basically I haven't won, and today's fight is really cool!"

It's just that in my heart, I still feel a little depressed that I can't cultivate the deepest true qi in martial arts......

Walking on the way back to the mountain behind his young son, Changsheng suddenly remembered that Ling Feng's nose was bleeding pale yellow blood, and looked at Feng Qi with some uncertainty, and said in a low voice, "Brother Feng, did you notice the blood flowing from Ling Feng's nose just now, why is the blood color pale yellow?"

"How is that possible?" replied with a furrowed frown!

When they were fighting just now, everyone was a little far away from Changsheng and Ling Feng, and Ling Feng quickly wiped the blood from his nose, everyone didn't notice that Ling Feng's nose was bleeding, and Feng Feng naturally didn't notice it, and replied with a little doubt, "The blood is bright red, because the blood contains a large number of red blood cells, and the red blood cells contain heme ......."

Changsheng naturally knew these common senses, but thinking of the pale yellow-colored bloodshot flowing from Ling Feng's nose, he shook his head slightly, and said, "Could it be that I saw it wrong?"

"I guess you're wrong!" Feng Jue walked beside him and nodded, then continued, "As long as Ling Feng is a normal person, the blood will never be pale yellow!"

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