Since he couldn't face Ye Jingqiu, Feng Yi could only choose to leave temporarily. The body swept wildly, cutting through the air, the strong wind was blowing, and Feng Yi's mind was full of the conversation between him and Lin Tianye.

Thinking that he was now the sect master of the Zhenyun Sect and the supreme of the Demon Dao, Feng Yi felt a little like he was in a dream, and thinking that he was about to face a challenge from several masters of the Zhenyun Sect, he was a little eager to try.

Since that cultivation has risen wildly, Feng Yi's martial arts have reached the peak, and he already has a kind of loneliness and loneliness in his heart that is invincible in the world. I hope that the people Lin Tianye said will not disappoint him. In the chaotic thoughts, Feng Yi galloped between heaven and earth, like a wild horse out of the group, not arguing the direction, just trying to have a good time.

Suddenly, a crisp and pleasant voice like Huang Liming sang came into his ears. This sound made Feng Yi feel like he had been struck by lightning, and his body suddenly fell back to the ground.

The voice was so familiar that it haunted his dreams, and he didn't know how many times it echoed in his dreams.

"It's Yanran......" Feng Yi's heart moved, and his two feet subconsciously walked step by step in the direction where the voice came from.

"It's not like that, it's wrong again! You can't teach how you do it!" Yun Yanran's face was full of anxiety and anger, staring at Zheng Qi with a pair of big eyes, and shouted crisply.

Zheng Qi scratched his head with shame, and said innocently: "I'm sorry, Yanran, I'm too stupid!"

Chu Siyong, who was standing on the side, bit a withered grass in his mouth, and said like a tomboy: "I said a long time ago, this is useless. Our martial arts are not suitable for him at all. No matter how hard you push him, it's useless. ”

Yun Yanran frowned tightly and said, "What should I do then?" It's been more than a week, and he still hasn't learned anything. If it goes on like this, it's no wonder that he won't be killed by Qin Haonan!"

Zheng Qi laughed a few times and said, "Yanran, you don't have to worry about me, my body is so strong, even if I don't know martial arts, Qin Haonan can't beat me!" Yun Yanran was full of annoyance and shouted, "Stupid! What's the use of just being strong? The cow is stronger than a man, and in the end, it doesn't have to be obediently cultivated for people to cultivate and be slaughtered? Let me tell you, that Qin Haonan's martial arts are stronger than me and Si Yong, if you don't work hard, wait until you get to the ring, and you don't even know how you died! ”

Zheng Qi's face showed a trace of shame, and he lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry Yanran, I'm too useless." Leave me alone, just let Qin Haonan beat me to death!"

Yun Yanran smiled bitterly a few times and said, "You think I'm willing to take care of you, if you didn't take me as a bet, I wouldn't have bothered to come in!"

The more Yun Yanran spoke, the more angry she became, twisted her head to the side, and no longer paid attention to Zheng Qi. Seeing that Zheng Qi was embarrassed and nervous, looking pitiful, Chu Siyong really couldn't look at it, and said to Yun Yanran: "Okay, Yan'er, I know you're annoying now, but it's useless for you to blame Zheng Qi, he has worked hard enough!" That is, he, if he had been replaced by someone else and 'abused' by us like this, he would have collapsed a long time ago!"

Yun Yanran sighed helplessly and said, "I'm also too anxious. Qin Haonan is a bad person, if he gets in the ring, he will definitely poison him, with Zheng Qi's current state, even if he is not beaten to death, he will be crippled by him!"

Chu Siyong's brows also furrowed, and he muttered, "Yes! Going on like this is not the way to go. Yan'er, I've thought about it, now if you want Zheng Qi to get out of the ring intact, you have to go to Feng Yi for help, and there is no other way!"

Speaking of Feng Yi, Yun Yanran's heart ached again, her face was a little pale and melancholy, she shook her head, and said, "I haven't thought about it yet, let me think about it again......"

"What else do you have to think of? Okay, even if you really want to ...... with him" Chu Siyong said as he spoke, suddenly remembering that Zheng Qi was on the side, he hurriedly coughed and said, "Then you have to make it clear to him face to face, right?"

Feng Yi's name has already spread on the Tsinghua campus, and it is difficult for Zheng Qi not to hear of it.

As soon as he heard that Chu Siyong meant to teach him martial arts by Feng Yi, he said excitedly: "Yes, if Feng Yi is willing to teach me, I will definitely be able to defeat Qin Haonan!"

Seeing Zheng Qi's elated and eager look, Chu Siyong's heart burst with a wry smile, if he knew that Feng Yi was the inseparable lover in Yun Yanran's heart, he might not be so excited.

Yun Yanran glared at him a little distraught, and shouted coquettishly: "Go and practice your horse steps, what does this have to do with you?"

was scolded by Yun Yanran, Zheng Qi retreated a little embarrassed, and squatted up seriously.

Chu Siyong shook his head and said, "Yan'er, what are you still hesitating about, we don't have time!"

Yun Yanran frowned and said, "Now that I have made a decision, I can no longer rely on him for everything, which is unfair to him. Si Yong, don't persuade me, I have already made a decision, and on the day of the competition, if it really can't be done, I will go on stage in person. ”

Seeing Yun Yanran's resolute face, she obviously made up her mind. Chu Siyong shook his head and said, "When I was a child, my grandfather once gave me a set of palm techniques, although it is not a powerful palm technique, but I am afraid it is the only one we can teach Zheng Qi right now." I hope that after he learns this set of techniques, he will not lose too badly and can save his life. ”

Yun Yanran was overjoyed when she heard this, and hurriedly said, "Then what are you waiting for, teach quickly!" ”

Chu Siyong shook her head, called Zheng Qi to her, and taught him the so-called palm technique that Chu Daiming taught her one move at a time.

This set of palms looks good, but it is really a fist and embroidered legs, and the power is not very good. In addition, Zheng Qikong has brute strength, but there is no internal force, and it is like an embroidered pillow, and the observation is far greater than the practicality.

Chu Siyong and Yun Yanran can also be regarded as experts, and after seeing it, they all shook their heads, wanting to defeat Qin Haonan with such a palm is simply a fool's dream.

However, Zheng Qi was very excited, and practiced this set of boxing techniques over and over again from beginning to end, treating it as an immortal masterpiece.

Yun Yanran let out a long sigh, glanced at Chu Siyong, and said to Zheng Qi: "Zheng Qi, you first practice this set of palm techniques here, and Si Yong and I will think of other ways!"

Zheng Qi seemed to have been immersed in this ordinary set of palm techniques, and without looking back, he continued to practice.

Yun Yanran and Chu Siyong shook their heads helplessly and left together. Zheng Qi practiced alone over and over again, until his forehead was covered with sweat and there was no longer half of his strength on his hands and feet, then he sat on the ground with a plop and gasped for breath.

Zheng Qi is a very backbone, but also very competitive person. It is more difficult for him to admit that he is weaker than Qin Haonan and more difficult than killing him. Don't look at him in the past few days, he doesn't care, but his heart is more anxious than Chu Siyong and Yun Yanran combined.

This competition is not only related to the dignity and honor of men, but also to Yun Yanran's belonging, if you can't be with your beloved for the rest of your life, then it's really no fun to live.

But no matter how anxious Zheng Qi is, there is no way, the rivers and lakes are completely another world for him, he can't see or touch them, Chu Siyong and Yun Yanran are his only link, and he can only rely on them.

In the past few days, seeing that the two girls are anxious for themselves, Zheng Qi's heart is also very unhappy, but he really has no other way. Now Chu Siyong has finally taught him a set of martial arts that he can learn, and this will be like a treasure.

"Hey, what did you just practice?" With a handful of words full of contempt and sarcasm, Feng Yi slowly walked out from behind a tree.

Zheng Qi looked for prestige, saw Feng Yi, stood up from the ground, raised his eyebrows, there was a trace of anger between his eyebrows, and said in a deep voice: "What did you mean by what you just said?"

Feng Yi said lightly: "I saw that your movements just now looked like dancing and cramping, which was very strange, so I asked curiously." ”

"Dancing? Cramps? What kind of eyes are you! What I just practiced was a real martial art, kung fu!"

"You just practiced martial arts? Hahaha...... It's a laughing death. Unless your opponent is an old man who can't walk, or a child who can't walk yet!" Feng Yi didn't care about Zheng Qi's mood at all, and sneered mercilessly.

Zheng Qi is also a young and vigorous young man, hearing Feng Yi ridicule him like this, where can he still bear it, he snorted coldly, and said angrily: "Since you look down on my kung fu so much, you must be better than me, then I will ask you for a few tricks!"

Feng Yi smiled coldly: "I really admire that you still have the courage to challenge others, just because you practice this set of things that I don't know what the hell is famous?" It's ridiculous!"

"Shut up! I won't allow you to insult me again! Look at the palm!" Zheng Qi couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly let out an angry roar, and the whole person was like a leopard, and pounced towards Feng Yi.

After all, Zheng Qi has just come into contact with martial arts, and he is even more likely to use martial arts to fight others, which makes him look clumsy and dull, and he almost tripped over himself when he saw Zheng Qi.

Feng Yi shook his head a little crying and laughing, casually brushed away the palm handed by Zheng Qi, and slapped Zheng Qi in the face. Hearing only a crisp snap, Zheng Qi couldn't help but exhale in pain, covered his mouth, and staggered back.

This mouth seemed to hit Zheng Qi's heart, making his excited energy just now disappear without a trace, and he looked at Feng Yi in disbelief.

The corners of Feng Yi's mouth pulled up slightly, revealing a contemptuous smile and said, "Now that you see it, the thing you just practiced is not worthy of being called martial arts at all!"

Feng Yi's words aroused the fighting spirit in Zheng Qi's heart, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, his eyes were red and pounced on Feng Yi. According to the routine taught to him by Chu Siyong, he showed a set of palm techniques and moves.

Feng Yi retreated and dodged Zheng Qi's palm wind, and kept reminding: "Stupid, lower your waist a little, you want to be kicked to death...... This move is completely redundant, and martial arts are not used for performance, but for actual combat...... The angle of this palm is not right, a little more to the right......"

At the beginning, Zheng Qi didn't think so, thinking that Feng Yi was just laughing at him for an excuse, but later, when he changed the palm technique according to Zheng Qi's reminder, he suddenly did what Feng Yi said, and this set of palm techniques became more smooth, smoother, and more powerful.

Zheng Qi suddenly realized that Feng Yi didn't really want to laugh at him, but was helping him. Knowing this verse, Zheng Qi's heart perked up, and a pair of ears were even more pricked, for fear that an inadvertent person would miss every word Feng Yi said.

Under the guidance of Feng Yi, when Zheng Qi performed this set of palm techniques three times in a row, this set of palm techniques has completely changed. It can be said that there is a reborn difference from the one taught by Chu Siyong before. All the fancy tricks were removed by Feng Yi, so that the palm technique with thirty-six moves was only sixteen moves in the end.

However, the power of these sixteen moves is far better than in the past, and the tricks are exquisite, even Zheng Qi, a layman, realized its extraordinary, and couldn't help but get excited in his heart, looking at Feng Yi with a sinking face, his eyes were full of doubts and puzzles, and he didn't understand why Feng Yi wanted to help him like this.

"Hmph, now this set of palms is a bit of a look!" Feng Yi snorted lightly and said lightly.

"Why? Why are you helping me?" Zheng Qi finally couldn't help but ask the doubts in his heart.