That night, Feng Xiaohan turned into a spirit on his knees, and he was also thinking about it.

There are still sixteen days before the exact time of the competition, and listening to the rain on that floor is the consummation of the spirit, and he is the inferior product of the spirit, whether it is the subtlety of the use of the vitality or the degree of strength, he is stronger than himself.

I will use a mountain gate boxing method of Changming Sect, in which the essence of it has been stored in my heart, but this is only a basic martial art, and it is the foundation for practicing more profound and mysterious martial arts in the future.

Lou Tingyu has practiced in Qingzhu Peak for several years, and he should also know this boxing technique.

The second is weapons, he has always hunted with his bare hands, and the most commonly used tools are stones and wooden sticks, even if he is given a peerless sword, he may not be able to use it freely, and compared with the elegant swordsmanship of Lou Tingyu, it is not enough to see at all.

Although he likes to use the enemy's strengths to defeat the enemy, the time is too short now, and he can only find another way.

The only odds he has at the moment are solid skin, strong strength, and ape-like agility.

No matter how you look at it, the odds are not great.

Lou Tingyu thought so, and He Xirou also thought so.

But some people don't think so.

After listening to the report of the chef in charge, Chen Feng laughed and clapped his hands and praised: "One of these two little stinky little ghosts is a straight intestine and has something to say, and the other doesn't understand anything, so he just knows how to meet the enemy and hit the opponent hard." The tip of the needle is on the wheat mang, I like it. ”

"Feng Xiaohan is a closed disciple of Qingzhu Peak, if he loses, won't he lose the face of the Fifth Elder? Lou Tingyu is not a person who cares about the faces of others. ”

The diner sighed: "And if he really cripples Feng Xiaohan, what should he do?"

"Do you think Lou listens? Will the rain win?"

"Or else?"

The gap between the two is very obvious, not to mention that Lou Tingyu often learns from the disciples of Zhufeng, has rich experience in facing the enemy, and his swordsmanship attainments are not shallow.

"Feng Xiaohan was born in the wilderness, it can be said that from the time he has remembered to the present, he has been facing threats to his life at all times, and no one can easily win a teenager who grew up in this state of mind. ”

Chen Feng said seriously: "I'm afraid that the battles he has experienced are more than the total experience of the disciples of the two mountains inside and outside Qingzhu Peak, not to mention that he is a genius, a battle genius with miracles." ”

The head of the spoon thought about it and felt that it made sense, but he was still a little worried, in his opinion, one side was the closed disciple brought back by Elder Guo Mingzhe, and the other side was the nephew of the head of the house, no matter which of the two had any accidents in the battle, Qingzhufeng was not easy to explain.

Chen Feng seemed to see his concerns, and said with a smile: "This competition is Qingzhufeng's own business, and it has nothing to do with outsiders, and no matter what the result is, this is the choice of the two of them." ”

The spoon shook his head, turned around and went out the door, and went back to the diner's house.

Chen Feng looked at the starry sky outside the window, picked up a sword book on the desk, and looked at it carefully.

......

On the second day, He Xirou took Feng Xiaohan to the most remote corner of Qingzhu Peak.

I saw that there were three small thatched huts in the open space, surrounded by six purple bamboos and eight green bamboos.

This He Xirou told him that this is where Chen Feng lives, and it is said that the six purple bamboos mean the six combinations of heaven and earth, and the eight green bamboos represent the eight wildernesses in the world.

And he, Chen Feng, lives in the middle of the position, and makes no secret of his great ambition.

He is still dressed in a white robe, and his hair is not tied up with a headband, just scattered so casually, indescribably elegant and chic.

He was sitting lazily on a boulder at the moment, with a bamboo sword in his left hand and a gourd in his right hand.

He Xirou bowed slightly, saluted respectfully, and said, "The apprentice came to greet the master." ”

Chen Feng snorted, looked at Feng Xiaohan, and a faint smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

He Xirou gave him a look, and it took him a long time before he reacted, bowed down and said, "Say hello to the master." ”

This is what He Xirou taught him yesterday, saying that this is a junior ceremony, and when you meet an elder, you must salute, especially to the master.

Feng Xiaohan felt that this was too troublesome, so he first had to stand straight, be dressed, and blow the wind and dust, and then put his hands around his chest, leaning forward slowly, his eyes could not look directly at each other, and he had to look at his feet, so as to show that he did not dare to look at his elders as a junior, otherwise it would be disrespectful.

Feng Xiaohan had already finished washing at sunrise, and at this time he was wearing a clean dress and saluting, but he also looked like a junior who knew etiquette.

Chen Feng nodded and said with a smile: "Xiao Rou'er, let's use that set of Wanqiu swordsmanship first, and let the teacher see how much you have improved in the past few days." ”

Although He Xirou was busy with official duties every day during his retreat, he would also meditate on time and devote two hours to sword practice, not daring to delay his homework.

After signaling Feng Xiaohan to stand aside, she took out the sword on her waist and took out a sword flower on her wrist, and the sword circulated in her hand like a pool of autumn water, and the sword light illuminated the entire venue.

He regretted that Rousu's hand was clear, the tip of the sword pointed forward, and then pulled upward, drawing a magnificent sword arc, the sword qi suddenly rose to the sky, and the dust in front of her was thrown into the air, and a deep and straight sword mark appeared on the ground.

The first style of Wanqiu sword, pull Wu hook.

What a pity that the soft sword momentum together, the whole set of Wanqiu swords, suddenly swayed out like clouds and flowing water, for a while, the sword qi in the field was vertical and horizontal, cold light was shining, and the dust that was thrown into the air was caught by the continuous sword qi, and the cutting was even more sparse, until it turned into dust.

The dust was blown away in mid-air by the wind carried by the sword qi, and it gradually formed a scene of a hill standing on the surface of the water.

There is a huge island far away, there is a lake on the island, and there is a small hill in the lake, which is Wanqiu.

Wanqiu sword has a total of forty-eight styles,

Bang Wu hook,

cloud-shading day,

coral ice,

Lonely Peak sits alone......

In the hands of He Xirou, it is extremely light and lofty, ethereal and agile, and it is easy to advance and retreat when facing the enemy, both offensive and defensive.

In particular, the last type of "wind and rain" is condensed into a line, bursting out with amazing power, which is intended to be in the wind and rain turmoil, and is all embraced by it.

I saw that the dust in the sky turned into a line with the tip of He Xirou's sword, and shot out, straight into the bamboo forest.

In the bamboo forest, a row of green bamboos with the thickness of an arm appeared with small holes of the same size, which were actually pierced by her sword.

Feng Xiaohan was dizzy and dizzy, and his eyes were a little stupid. It's not that I'm shocked that when I dance the sword softly, it's like a lotus flower blooming, as if the world is descending to earth.

Instead, he was immersed in his own heart, and when He Xirou drew his sword and took out a sword flower on his wrist.

There is also a shadow in his heart, he drew his sword, and a sword flower on his wrist, and then the sword was raised, and he used the hook to pull Wu......

When He Xirou pointed at the last long sword and condensed the wind and dust as a line, Feng Xiaohan pointed a little finger on the tip of his right hand, only to hear a soft sound of "snort", and a sharp breath erupted.

If Chen Feng hadn't focused all his attention on He Xirou, he would definitely have noticed that what this aura contained was the sword intent of "taking the wind and rain".

Ten thousand powers, ten thousand methods.

When He Xirou danced the sword, Feng Xiaohan naturally burned the sword intent of Wanqiu Sword, and constantly evolved in his sea of knowledge, deducing the vitality running route of this set of swordsmanship, and the sword qi transported from his fingertips showed that he had fully understood the subtlety of this set of swordsmanship.

The rest is just practice, and you can master this set of swordsmanship.

......

Chen Feng said with satisfaction: "Xiao Rou'er's swordsmanship has improved compared to before the retreat for the teacher, and she has reached the realm of perfection, so she will continue to work hard in the future." ”

He Xirou giggled: "It was taught by the master well." ”

Chen Feng smiled, looked at Feng Xiaohan, and said, "It is said that if you practice the Shanmen Boxing Method for seven days, you will be able to understand the essence of it, call me to show it." ”

Feng Xiaohan came to the field, lowered his waist and raised his arms, his movements were extremely skillful, and his foundation was solid and stable.

Chen Feng and He Xirou both nodded, and it could be seen from the starting hand style that he had already mastered this set of boxing techniques.

Changmingzong's set of mountain gate boxing methods, mediocre, mediocre, the so-called fist lying cow land, a little less agile sudden advance and retreat, but the victory is calm, and this set of boxing is the first heavy defense, first make yourself invincible, and then seek to win steadily.

Feng Xiaohan's divine power is amazing, the fist is strong and heavy, it is as stable as Mount Tai when defending, and when it is like a mountain stone dumping when punching, even the air will make a muffled sound of "poof", and the dust within five steps in front of him is blown away by the fierce energy, which shows how amazing the power is.

He Xirou's expression did not move, but his heart was already extremely shocked, and with his own spiritual cultivation, it was difficult to receive his full blow.