Today's fifth update·!)

"Promise~!" Wu Yaowu was also aroused, everyone is at a young and vigorous age, this is a little pinch that can produce real flames, "stab" A stabbing sound, Wu Yaowu pulled out the sword on his waist, this is a thin sword, not much different from the sword used by women, the blade of a finger wide, dancing like the blade of a spiritual snake, "whoosh" A few sounds, the thin sword quickly burst out in front of Ling Feng A string of sword shadows, changed others for fear of hiding early, but Ling Feng did not move at all, and looked at Wu Yaowu directly.

"Since you don't have a sword, then you're welcome. Wu Yaowu shouted in a low voice, only to see the thin sword in his hand "rubbing" a rapid shaking, the originally clearly visible sword shadow actually shook, everyone only felt dazzled, as if Wu Yaowu was holding not a sword but a snake in his hand, the smart sword body drove countless air currents, the sound of "stabbing and stabbing" made the onlookers hold their breath, Wu Yaowu's visual effect was very strong, and his sword dance movement was very fast, so fast that no one could see where his sword really was.

With a light snort, the pale white blade swallowed out, leisurely spared Ling Feng's waist and abdomen, Ling Feng still did not move, the blade was about to reach Ling Feng's body when it suddenly turned, and it stabbed towards Ling Feng's chin as quickly as lightning, a poisonous sword, pretending to attack the back waist in advance, attracting people to defend, and then suddenly changed direction, with the help of the small and rapid speed of the sword body to hit the chin, such a reaction speed is simply too late for ordinary people, if it hits, the pale white sword blade will instantly penetrate Ling Feng's chin, and along the way, his head will be cut open。

It is not too much to say that it is a one-hit kill, Wu Yaowu made a decisive move, and he made a killer, it can be seen from here that this Gongzi brother is not an ordinary Gongzi brother, he must have killed someone, with a trace of coldness in his eyes, Wu Yaowu was about to laugh, suddenly inexplicably felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and then his eyes flickered, and he didn't even see what was going on, Ling Feng had already put the scabbard across his neck.

The fight between the two was in the middle of the banquet hall, only a few meters away from the high platform where Li Yao was, and the young boys and girls who came around saw it clearly, they saw Ling Feng take a small step forward, and the scabbard in his hand cut out like lightning, and then directly hit Wu Yaowu's wrist, and then took advantage of the situation to lift up, and the scabbard was placed on the neck.

Compared with Wu Yaowu's swordsmanship of turning a sword into a snake, Ling Feng's hand is too ordinary, and it is a bit child's play, you say that Wu Yaowu's superb swordsmanship can't kill Ling Feng with one move, Ling Feng coldly took out his scabbard and defeated Wu Yaowu in such a moment, how is this convincing?

"Impossible~!" Wu Yaowu's first reaction was not to believe it, although Ling Feng's scabbard was placed around his neck, but he didn't understand how Ling Feng's scabbard came over, so he didn't believe it, and the man in red immediately said: "Do it again, this time it doesn't count." Ling Feng didn't say much, he directly withdrew the scabbard, Wu Yaowu twisted his wrist again, and the thin sword in his hand "swished" and turned into a phantom again, and when he was about to stab out, suddenly a scabbard in front of him was draped down, Wu Yaowu hurriedly raised his sword and wanted to block it, but as soon as he had this thought, his face was hit with a "snap", and the pain was hot, and he was directly beaten wood.

"This..." A group of people were stupid, the man in red took a deep breath, and looked incredulously, Ling Feng took out his sword too quickly, this time they didn't see it clearly, when he reacted, Ling Feng had already drawn a sword scabbard on Wu Yaowu's face, once by coincidence, twice can it be a coincidence? And Ling Feng was clearly telling them that the reason why Wu Yaowu had been given so many swords before was just to save face for him, and if Ling Feng wanted to make a move, he could do it at once.

"Dang Chang", Wu Yaowu's sword fell, his brain couldn't digest the current situation at all, Liu Bai still recalled his teachings in his ears, so that the swordsman must have a starting style, no matter how fast it is, it is impossible to be like this, not to mention, Ling Feng did not use any special fighting skills, he is simply fast, the first time is to pick stabs, the second time is to slash, these are the most basic tricks in swordsmanship, to put it bluntly, there is no technical content, it is something that practice makes perfect.

"Yaowu, are you okay?" Except for the man in red, who cared about Wu Yaowu, who was lost and depressed, everyone else focused their eyes on Ling Feng, and slowly hung the saber back on his waist, Ling Feng's face could not see joy, as usual, "Your Highness, I won, can I go?" Ling Feng looked at Li Yao, Li Yao bit her lip, she regretted it, and after seeing Ling Feng defeat Wu Yaowu in one move, Li Yao didn't want Ling Feng to go, but she was a princess, and if she didn't let Ling Feng go in front of so many people, it would be a little detrimental to her majesty.

"I am willing to lose the bet, come here, and send Ling Gongzi out. Li Yao waved his hand, and immediately a palace person came forward to lead Ling Feng out, since Ling Feng was leaving, it was not appropriate for Ling Xue to stay, and he bowed to the princess apologetically, Ling Xue and Ling Feng both left, and on the carriage back, Ling Xue wanted to say two words about Ling Feng, but thinking of the faces of those sons, Ling Xue felt that it was right for her brother not to come to such a banquet, the two returned to Piaoyeju silently, Ling Feng went upstairs and went directly to rest, Ling Xue was pulled by Ahri to talk about the strangeness of the princess's mansion, and there was nothing to say all night.

It was already the second half of the night after sending all the guests away, Li Yao took a bath, the imperial princess was wearing loose pajamas, but she was sitting in her own show building looking at the wall outside, "Can't you get up? Thinking back to his words at the time, and Ling Feng, who was full of oil, he was very angry at the time, but now he thinks about it a little funny, Li Yao has a smile on his face, chuckles a few times, and then shook his head, thinking about Li Yao actually sitting on the soft couch and falling asleep, in her sleep she saw a beautiful man riding a white horse coming from afar, and when she got closer, she saw it clearly, but it was a familiar person right away, with a bad smile, resolute eyebrows and eyes, and the coldness that floated out from time to time at that time, Li Yao grinned, and a trace of sparkle flowed out from the corner of her mouth。

Idle days always pass quickly, in the blink of an eye, it is time for formal classes, because the academy and the academy have merged, many of the previous rules have been changed, Ling Feng and they are like experimental fields, everything is brand new, on the first day of formal classes, Ling Feng finally met the first teacher in his life in the sense of the word.

This is an old man, thin and thin, his cheeks are thin and there is not a trace of flesh, his skin is tightly attached, if it weren't for his slender eyes, which look like a dry corpse, the old man is wearing a wide instructor's robe that is not in harmony with his body, this kind of robe is very similar to Ling Feng's familiar robe, but the pattern behind it is the symbol of the Imperial Academy, a huge sunflower instead of Tai Chi Bagua, although the old man is very thin, but his hair is very nutritious, his dense black hair is tied into a delicate hair crown, and the hair crown is covered with an ordinary visible cloth belt, and he is dressed plainly and simply。

"The old man's name is Wu Yong, you can call me sir, or you can call me by my name, but there is one thing, don't call me teacher, because I am not old. The old man stood behind the lectern, half leaning against the table, and the appearance of dying was not lifting, but this remark caused the young students to chuckle a few times.

"Today is the day of our official class in the Divine Enlightenment Heavenly Mansion, I have something to say ahead, you can play any way on weekdays, there are two things in my class that you can't do, one is to play money and gamble, and the other is to fight, except for these two rules, I hope the big guys can remember. The old man flicked his cuffs, finished speaking slowly, turned around and wrote a line of words on the blackboard behind him, this line of words is very interesting, it is "on the relationship between the power of fighting and the skill of fighting"

"In this first class, we will discuss this topic, and everyone can speak enthusiastically. The old man waved his thin palm, but a group of students underground are all you looking at me and I look at you I don't know So, isn't the relationship between this fighting power and fighting skills understood, what is there to judge, Ling Feng sat in the last row of the classroom, it was not that he deliberately came here, it was really because he came late, there was no seat, Situ Qingyang and Li Yao sat in the third row by the window, Li Yao was actually wearing the school uniform issued by the college, and there was no sign of any princess, looking at the reactions of other students, it seemed that they didn't know that this beautiful girl with her head down was a princess。

Ling Feng's classroom is very spacious, and it is estimated that there can be hundreds of people when it is full, but the Imperial Academy has a place, so each class has such a classroom, it is a sunny morning outside the window, and there are sandbags, weapons and appliances outside, those are what Ling Feng is more interested in, and in the classroom, the saliva argument does not seem to make much sense, as a tutor, Wu Yong has been waiting for a quarter of an hour and no student has spoken, but he doesn't seem to be in a hurry, he still has to lean on the lectern, looking at each new student with his eyes attentive。

Time passed minute by minute, some people began to sit still, couldn't help whispering, gradually, the classroom became noisy, the voice was a little noisy, Wu Yong was still lying on his stomach as before, an hour passed in such a situation, when it was over, Wu Yong stood up straight, performed a unique chest salute of the Imperial Academy, and then said slowly: "This week's classwork is this topic, everyone writes a five-thousand-word thesis, and hands it in on time next week, that's it, class." After speaking, the thin old man walked out with his head held high, his steps were very steady, Ling Feng glanced at it, and couldn't help but secretly marvel at it, he could drive the power of the wind system in ordinary walking, this Wu Yong was not as weak as he appeared.

The first class of the first day of class passed so inexplicably, the next class was held outside the classroom, and the person in charge of teaching was a silver instructor of the Imperial Academy, and the academy had a special tutor evaluation system, starting from the bronze medal, and then the silver medal, the gold medal, the treasure honor, and the imperial honor, these titles are the grade evaluation of the tutor, the higher the level, the stronger the tutor's educational ability, the silver mentor showed that he had brought out at least five or more sky fighters, and the imperial mentor was much more powerful, this level means that there is a galaxy fighting saint among his students, and it is a first-class top master on the road。