Pei Feng's sudden attack made no one expect, just like no one expected that Xiao Ling would make things difficult for Pei Feng by comparing swords, and even increased the difficulty by using chopsticks as a sword.

A stainless steel chopstick, as fast as a sword, like an arrow, and like a miniature large steel spear head, was thrown out by Pei Feng through the air, followed by a faint sound of "buzzing", and immediately arrived in front of Xiao Ling's face, and was about to pierce his eyes.

At this moment, Xiao Ling raised his right hand, and with the quasi-pinching of flies, with a sound of "bang", he used two chopsticks to clamp one of Pei Feng's chopsticks, but the chopsticks were all stainless steel, and the root was slippery, and Xiao Ling also thought of this, so he tilted his head and flashed back while clamping it to prevent being injured by the residual strength of the chopsticks.

However, Pei Feng, who had taken the lead, suddenly stood up again, and another chopstick hit Xiao Ling again, but it was not thrown out of the air, but it was a little in his hand, as fast as a master's fencing, fast and accurate, just a gesture, the chopsticks between his fingers completely shook up, like a dazzling sword flower, like a poisonous snake out of a hole, shaking his head while slamming at Xiao Ling's wrist.

"So fast!"

Xiao Ling's eyes widened, he never believed that Pei Fenghui's swordsmanship was just a little bit of a star, so he threw a chopstick he was holding towards Pei Feng, as fast as a wind, as powerful as a poisonous dragon, and at the same time held a pair of chopsticks firmly with his backhand, like holding a broad sword, and picking up and blocking.

But he didn't expect that the moment Pei Feng leaned over to dodge the chopsticks, the chopsticks between his fingers and the other party's pair of chopsticks were entangled, and he suddenly changed the point to collapse, not a sharp drill and a stab, but a wrist rotation and shaking, and the chopsticks collapsed, which suddenly made the chopsticks in his hand like a vat of water, making Xiao Ling a little uncontrollable, and immediately clenched his five fingers, so that he didn't drop the chopsticks on the dining table!

Then, Pei Feng's chopsticks pressed downward, and Xiao Ling had to drop his wrist extremely quickly, keeping a certain distance from Pei Feng's chopsticks, and then suddenly pulled up, trying to shake the chopsticks in Pei Feng's hand with force.

But at this time, Pei Feng's chopsticks cut off Xiao Ling's back road one after another, the speed was staggering, and pumping, belting, gridding, hitting, stabbing, pointing, collapsing, stirring, washing, pressing, splitting, thirteen kinds of swords did not chase Xiao Ling's wrist all the time, and finally made Xiao Ling, the little pudding Xiao Ling still couldn't resist, his wrist was broken with a layer of skin, and a pair of chopsticks were also stirred off by Pei Feng.

"Ping! Table tennis! ”

As Xiao Ling's chopsticks fell to the ground, Pei Feng also regained his momentum, put a chopstick in his hand on the dining table, and then shook off the wet sweat on his hand, secretly shocking Xiao Ling's little guy's martial arts, if it weren't for the fierce fight with Xiao Banxian before the meal, so that he could penetrate the roots of his whole body, and send out a silent bright energy, that is, an illusion of dark energy, I am afraid that he would have been pierced by the kid in front of him, it is really dangerous.

Beside him, whether it was Wu Tun or Xiao Banxian, their eyes when they looked at Pei Feng changed.

Wu Tun was surprised, not pretentious at all, Xiao Banxian looked like a smile but not a smile, exuding an indescribable mysterious temperament all over his body, this temperament, he could not express his deep meaning without pretending.

"I lost." Xiao Ling looked at the pair of chopsticks that fell to the ground for a while, and said lightly.

"I won with thirteen swordsmanship, you are not ashamed." Pei Feng said.

"Wrong, in your swordsmanship, there is the taste of the pure yang sword, as well as the taste of the shape of the dragon-shaped sword, especially the last style, which has reached the innate momentum of Ming Jin, and penetrated the sound of Ming Jin into the chopsticks, and played a silent Ming Jin innate realm, which is the momentum of a combined attack." Xiao Banxian said a word, breaking through the mystery in the swordsmanship that Pei Feng had just cast.

"Sure enough, you can't tell a lie in front of a real person, I really used the momentum of a combined attack, and this momentum was originally a big spear technique, called Snake Tui Yan, which is not a swordsmanship at all, so in fact, I lost." Pei Feng smiled bitterly, said truthfully, then faced Xiao Ling, and continued: "Since this is the case, then as you wish, I will disappear in front of you and Brother Xiao in the future, and I will never learn Brother Xiao's tricks and a half." ”

"Brother Xiao?"

Xiao Ling looked up at Pei Feng strangely, as if he heard the words 'Brother Xiao' in the whole sentence.

Seeing this, Xiao Banxian immediately looked at Xiao Ling and said, "I'm afraid that you kid will think too much, so Pei Feng and I agreed when we were on the lake that we will be brothers in the future, regardless of master and apprentice." Even if they teach boxing skills, it is purely communication, and you haven't seen the dragon drawing step created by Pei Feng. His kung fu, practiced to the extreme, can kill people and practice the marrow at the same time, from another point of view, he is much stronger than you Lao Tzu and me. So I'm going to ask you now, you're still two years away and seventeen years old, but in those two years, or two years later, can you get to the point where you can start a sect of boxing? ”

Pei Feng looked at Xiao Banxian, and there was a hint of gratitude in his eyes.

Although the two have had an appointment on the lake, but the brother is the watch, the master and the apprentice are the truth, even if they have not formally worshiped the master, Pei Feng is ready to take him as a master in his heart, but after the provocation from Xiao Ling, especially now, Pei Feng has no shame to take Xiao Banxian as a master anymore.

This is not rigid, but the rules in the old martial arts.

The conversation with Xiao Banxian on the lake is an appointment, and Xiao Ling's behavior on the table is a promise.

The covenant can be annulled, and the promise cannot be violated.

"I see."

Xiao Ling listened to Xiao Banxian's words, was silent for a long time, and when he looked at Pei Feng, his eyes became complicated, and he said seriously: "You said that your last style just now was not swordsmanship, but I didn't see it, and even my stepfather didn't see it, this is your uniqueness, you can blend the combined attack momentum in the Xingyi Great Spear Technique into the swordsmanship, and my stepfather said that your swordsmanship has a pure yang sword, as well as a Xingyi dragon-shaped sword, then this is where I want to learn, besides, you and your father-in-law are commensurate with brothers, It will not threaten my position as the heir in his heart, so if you want to learn anything from him, I will support it. However, I will still challenge you in the future, and even make things difficult for you, because I am afraid that you are the one my stepfather is looking for when he comes to J City. ”

After speaking, Xiao Ling ignored Pei Feng's reaction, and ignored the sudden change in Xiao Banxian's demeanor, turned around and walked to the study, and went to Pei Feng to take the Pulp Washing Sutra and the Qiuyue Zen Master to annotate the Purifying Pulp Sutra.

And Pei Feng looked at Xiao Banxian strangely, this guy came to J City, did he come to find someone?

After a while, Wu Tun had already finished cleaning up the table, and Xiao Ling also took two old books, Pei Feng picked up one of them and opened it, his face was a little incredulous, this was actually the manuscript of the Qiuyue Zen Master of Shaolin Temple, "Qiuyue Zen Master's Annotation of the Washing of the Marrow Sutra".

The Qiuyue Zen master of Shaolin Temple, is a native of the Ming Dynasty, formerly known as Bai Yufeng, is the most famous martial arts master in the history of Shaolin Temple, and Jueyuan Master has created a lot of superior martial arts, such as Shaolin Temple's dragon, tiger, leopard, crane, snake five-shaped fist, one hundred and eight Arhat hands, but also personally annotated the marrow washing Sutra, Yijin Sutra.

This person synthesized dozens of martial arts that were extremely outstanding in the society at that time, such as Taizu Changquan, Wenyuan Short Fist, Ma Ji Short Fight, Yanqing Wrestling, Sun Heng Monkey Fist, all of which were adapted into Shaolin martial arts.

The development of martial arts in Shaolin Temple can be said to have been expanded by this person.

This article is from the book king novel