"Very good, the original defense-based Shanmen boxing, because of your natural power, but more lethal, has become a set of offensive and defensive boxing, and you are on the defensive like a mountain, you have done the essence of this boxing. ”

Chen Feng picked up the bamboo sword, threw it to him and said, "Xiao Rou'er continues to practice sword posture and figure out the sword intent, and you, come and learn a set of sword techniques from me." ”

He Xirou went to the side to practice swordsmanship by herself.

Chen Feng used a tree branch as a sword, standing in the middle of the field, his sleeves were frivolous, his whole person became sharp, and the sword intent around his body even shredded the breeze. Falling in Feng Xiaohan's eyes, the whole person of the elegant man in front of him seemed to have turned into a sword, pointing straight into the distance.

"This set of swordsmanship is not so much a swordsmanship, but rather a momentum cultivated with a sword, which is my original method. ”

Chen Feng said lightly: "The first thing in the head-on battle is momentum, the first voice is momentum, and standing still is also momentum, momentum is about seizing people's hearts and disintegrating the enemy's mind, so this sword technique is called the Heart Sword." ”

Feng Xiaohan thought for a while and said, "That is, roaring with beasts is a truth, a way to scare people." ”

Chen Feng turned around, looked into his eyes, and asked, "Do you know why I want to teach you this method?"

"In order for me to be intimidated when I defend against the enemy?"

"First, momentum is not only to weaken the opponent's strength, but also to increase self-confidence, and to be fearless in order to give full play to his strength. Second, the momentum transpiration can make the vitality in the body boil at the same time, which is also a way to improve strength. It's the fastest way I can think of to improve your strength. ”

Chen Feng shook his head and said, "Lou Tingyu is the disciple of his age who has the deepest attainment in the art of swordsmanship, and there is no one. It's almost impossible to beat him by the weak, but I'm sure you can, and I'm just doing it to give you a few more chances of winning. ”

If Guo Mingzhe is a legend in his life, then Feng Xiaohan is a miracle in his life. It was the greatest miracle that he was able to survive the horde of monsters.

Chen Feng really wanted to see if he would create a miracle again when he listened to the rain in the duel.

Feng Xiaohan followed Chen Feng to practice the Heart Sword, this sword is very special, there is no vitality running route, no sword moves, but it has an indomitable sword momentum.

If you want to learn this sword, you must first be superior to ordinary people at a certain point. In Chen Feng's words, if anything is polished to the extreme, it can become a sword, and thus become a sword of the heart.

In other words, ordinary people can't cultivate, but it's easier for madmen to cultivate.

Chen Feng's Heart Sword comes from his pride and ease, and from his inexhaustible fighting spirit, so his Heart Sword is full of chic swaying in the wind, and the edge of the sword breaking through the sky.

Chen Feng asked him to find the most protruding point on his body first, which was the foundation of the Heart Sword. Feng Xiaohan fell into deep thought.

What's so special about him?

Where does he stand out the most?

Nature is full of wildness, and the ferocious will tempered when fighting monsters.

Feng Xiaohan sat cross-legged on the stone, the bamboo sword rested on his knees, and the vitality in his body returned to the dantian, closing his eyes and meditating, imagining the most ferocious moment in his memory.

That autumn, about three years ago, he buried himself in the fallen leaves, waiting for the prey that might pass by.

But the ideal prey did not appear, and it was a pack of wolves.

And it is the silver-backed blue wolf with the most excellent predatory ability, the most ferocious and bloodthirsty, those shining green eyes, bright silver fur, all reflect the most penetrating color.

At that time, the wisest choice was to continue the ambush and wait for the wolves to leave, but Feng Xiaohan did not, because he felt that the tall wolf king glanced at him, and his cold gaze was like looking at a decomposing corpse.

He stepped forward because he had been discovered.

So he wanted to try to challenge them.

So he killed all the wolves......

He looked at the wolf king, there was no murderous aura in his eyes, only extreme indifference.

Feng Xiaohan remembered that at that time, he ripped off the wolf's legs, smashed the wolf's teeth, broke its belly and took out its internal organs.

He was very good at teasing his prey with their frightened expressions, but that time he didn't get his way.

The wolf king quietly watched Feng Xiaohan eat his liver again, and then tore its body apart, without showing a trace of pain, even at the end of his life, there was no relief in his eyes, no attachment, only pride and coldness that could not be saved.

This made Feng Xiaohan extremely frustrated, and it also made him fall into madness for a while, frantically chasing down all the living creatures he encountered, and reading a gaze called fear from their eyes, which was a little better.

It made him feel like he was alive and still horrible.

Since then, every autumn slaughter, when the maple leaves fall all over the long forest, he will never provoke the wolf clan, and sometimes even take the initiative to avoid it.

That autumn wind and cold was the most ferocious and wild time in his life, and it was the only time he fought with demon beasts, but not to satisfy his own food and clothing, but just to kill.

Feng Xiaohan opened his eyes, and a touch of blood appeared in his eyes.

The refreshing breeze in the bamboo forest became extremely sharp, and there was a faint smell of blood in the air.

In a trance, she seemed to see a young man wearing a beast skin vest and animal skin shorts, standing in a corpse, looking back at her faintly, and there was a drop of blood dripping from the tip of her hair.

The young man's expression was still indifferent, but his eyes were as calm and courageous as a snow peak, and all that was left was heavy killing intent and the taste of savage bloodthirstiness.

Although this Heart Killing Sword only lasted for a moment, it had already made Chen Feng very satisfied.

"Good, good, very good heart sword. ”

Chen Feng praised it three times in a row, this was an emotion from the heart, and said: "What you have to do next is to find a way to reintegrate yourself into that situation, and maintain it, when you can enter the state as you like, the Heart Punishment Sword will be complete." ”

There are fifteen days to go before today.

Chen Feng believed that he could at least reach the realm of Xiaocheng, as long as he steadily suppressed Lou Tingyu's sword intent, Feng Xiaohan could take the opportunity to win easily.

He told Feng Xiaohan very seriously: His Heart Punishment Sword takes the route of fear of blood and blood, and it is easy to go mad when cultivating and using it, and it is enough to cultivate three times a day, and not to be too diligent.

In the end, Chen Feng also taught all the way to the mountain gate swordsmanship, and asked him to go back and comprehend on his own.

Looking at the young man's distant back, He Xirou said with palpitations: "Senior Brother Feng just ......"

"Thousands of people and thousands of faces, that is a certain side that is dormant in the depths of his heart, it is the foundation of his heart sword, and he pulled it out, I didn't expect it to be so eerie and terrifying. I don't know if it was right or wrong for the teacher to teach him this sword. ”

Chen Feng said: "It's okay to leave him in Zizhu Courtyard, you watch him for the master." ”

......

Feng Xiaohan did not go back to Zizhuyuan directly, but went to the restaurant house.

Yesterday's events have spread all over Qingzhu Peak, and countless people are looking forward to that day, and they all want to know what confidence this wild boy has to accept Lou Tingyu's challenge.

So as soon as he appeared, he attracted countless eyes.

But Feng Xiaohan chose to ignore them, received thirty meat buns and six roast chickens, found a corner and sat down, rolled up his sleeves and began to eat.

Not far in front of him, a white and pure fat man was also eating, but there was more food in front of him and he ate faster.

The two sat almost opposite each other across the aisle. The fat man was as fat as meatballs, his eyes were almost narrowed, and his ten fingers were the thickness of turnips.

He has an extremely prominent reputation in Qingzhu Peak, and he doesn't even rain Bai Wen, Lou Tingyu and others, but it is not because of his deep cultivation.

for he can eat......

You can eat it colder than the wind.

He is a big white fat man, it is said that he was born in a rich family in the countryside, but the amount of food is too large, and the family is afraid that he can't afford it, so he can only send him to the mountain to practice, so that Changming Sect can support him.

This big white fat man is also angry, knowing that although his family background is solid, he will be eaten up sooner or later, and when the disciples are selected, the small universe explodes, overwhelming the heroes, and becoming a disciple of the outer mountains.

He is extremely low on the disciple rankings.

Except for Guo Mingzhe, he is the only person in the Changming Sect who can convince Feng Xiaohan's heart.

Feng Xiaohan knew that the amount of food was larger than that of ordinary people, so when he saw someone who ate more than him, and he could never surpass it, he naturally felt admiration in his heart.

can admire others in this regard, he is also a wonderful......

The big white fat man had one mouth and swallowed three buns in one bite.

Feng Xiaohan thought about it, opened his mouth, and ate two buns in one bite, and the disciple next to him clearly saw that his neck was thicker, his face was flushed, and he jumped up in fright when he sat behind the stage.

This stinky boy shouldn't have choked here......

Hurriedly brought a bowl of mutton soup and handed it to him, let him go smoothly, swallowed the two buns, and his face returned to normal.

Feng Xiaohan sighed faintly, thinking that this person really can't be compared, I'm afraid that he will always need to look up to the character.

"You can actually eat two buns in one go, the most delicious I have ever seen. ”

The big white fat man sitting opposite him smiled while eating, and his thin line-like eyes were bent into two crescents, which looked extremely cute.

Feng Xiaohan sighed again, took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped his mouth and hands, and then brushed his sleeves and left.

The handkerchief was given to him by He Xirou, who asked him not to splash oil on his collar when eating, and not to wipe his mouth with his sleeve, otherwise he would order the diner to block Feng Xiaohan and let him have nowhere to eat.

This frightened Feng Xiaohan, and he frowned.

Cutting off his food route is tantamount to asking for his life.

So under the persecution of the cheap senior sister, Feng Xiaohan began to learn to be a clean and decent person.

The big white fat man looked at the thin figure in the distance, and suddenly felt that he had found a companion, and the back was slightly kind.

"I don't know why he doesn't get fat when he eats, I even drink cold water to grow meat. ”

The big white fat man looked at the mountain of food on the table, and sighed: "After I went up the mountain, I have obviously reduced my food to half, and I am hungry until midnight every day, how can I lose weight and still have no effect?"

The disciples who heard this all fainted......