Chapter 8: The Approaching Martial Meeting

"Walking with the Wind" is a top-level martial art, and it is undoubtedly extremely difficult to cultivate.

Nie Feng stood on a green grass, turned the first page of "Walking with the Wind", and read it word by word.

His memory can be called against the sky, and in less than half an hour, he memorized the whole book backwards.

"It's wonderful, cool!"

Nie Feng was secretly happy in his heart.

When he began to comprehend "Walking with the Wind", the surface of his eyes shone with a faint golden luster, which was difficult to detect.

"The difficulty of comprehension of "Walking with the Wind" is at least three or four times more difficult than that of the advanced crazy peak exercises・・・・・・

Nie Feng's heart was slightly enlightened.

Moment.

Teng!--Whoosh!--Whoosh!

According to the technical meaning of "Walking with the Wind", Nie Feng rushed to the soles of his feet, and the soles of his feet jumped up and landed on a large thick tree dozens of meters high.

"So easy, I got started so quickly?"

Nie Feng was a little incredible.

He fell again, as light as a feather, and landed steadily on the ground.

Suddenly, a cool breeze blew, stirring the grass and scraping his clothes.

"Go with the wind, go with the wind, when the wind rises, wouldn't it be better to cultivate?"

Nie Feng said a word, then closed his eyes, and felt the wind while comprehending the content of "Walking with the Wind" in his mind.

An hour later, Nie Feng barely comprehended the first half of the book, and the second half had not yet been understood.

"Here we go. ”

Nie Feng took a step on his right foot, and when his eardrum trembled, he felt a cool breeze blowing towards his back.

"Up!"

Nie Feng jumped on the ground, walked with the help of the wind, stepped on the grass tip without a trace, and rushed away with a "whoosh".

With a gesture, he felt the thrill of running fast, Saibi crazy wild horse!

In just one breath, Nie Feng rushed out a hundred meters away!

"Looking at it now, my "Walking with the Wind" should only be a small success, but it is far superior to the ordinary advanced light-weight exercises. ”

Nie Feng's heart was happy.

After a short period of joy, he turned to open the "Qi Killing God Technique" again.

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Late at night, Nie Feng just memorized the content of "Qi Killing Divine Technique" in his mind. Of course, he also tried to comprehend this martial art, but there was no progress at all.

It can be seen from this that the level of the "Qi Killing Divine Technique" is definitely far beyond the scope of cultivation that can be cultivated by cultivators in the Martial Body Realm.

Because of the comprehension of this martial art, Nie Feng's spirit was very depleted, so he had to close the book and rest temporarily to relieve fatigue.

At the same time, on the Nie family's martial arts arena.

"Why hasn't the waste come yet?"

A young man in a green robe, with a pair of big golden earrings hanging from his ears, blue hair and tiger eyes, and an obvious old scar on the right side of his face.

His cultivation had reached the eighth major achievement of the martial arts realm, which made several black-clothed disciples around him feel deep pressure.

"Brother Nie Qing, please wait, maybe that kid from Nie Feng is on his way. ”

Beside the blue-haired young man, Nie Lingyun bowed his waist deeply, smiled on his face, and said like a servant.

"Hmph, if it weren't for your long-term gifting to me, I wouldn't have helped you teach a weak waste. ”

"That's, that's. I'm really sorry to bother you to go out in person this time, and I will thank you again when the matter is done. ”

Nie Lingyun was respectful and said very politely.

"Well, it's not too early. I guess that waste must be frightened, and in three days there will be a family martial arts meeting, and it will not be too late to teach him a lesson at that time. ”

The blue-haired boy looked lazy, turned around and walked away with the two of them.

Nie Lingyun on the side was about to say something, but he swallowed the words in his stomach, and he really had too much unwillingness in his heart.

I thought that with Nie Feng's unyielding character, he should rush to the martial arts arena to participate in this battle, but who knew that it was unexpected.

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At this time, in the courtyard of a certain attic of the Nie family.

Whew!--Peng!--Peng!

An invisible wave of martial arts qi swept several meters along, crushing many fallen leaves in the courtyard, causing cracks in the ground paved with blue bricks.

The person who created the qi wave was a young man in a tan robe, and the power of his punch reached a terrifying level.

"Long'er, in the family martial arts meeting in three days, you must do your best to win glory for your father. ”

A middle-aged man chuckled.

"Don't worry, father, this set of top-level martial arts can definitely kill cultivators below the seventh level of the martial arts realm in one move. ”

Nie Longfei said coldly.

"My father's heart knows your strength very well, and it will not be a problem to make it to the top ten. But you have to pay special attention to the second-ranked Nie Wuru, his strength should not be underestimated. ”

"Remember, child, I will definitely win this family martial arts meeting. ”

Nie Longfei is full of confidence and his fighting spirit is undying.

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Nie's house, in an indescribably luxurious villa.

"This acupoint fingering method is the brainchild of my life's work. I hope that on the day of the family martial arts meeting, you will not live up to your uncle's high expectations. ”

In the living room, a masculine voice sounded.

"Yes, uncle! With Ruthless's current strength, even if I come to the first place in the two outer layers, I am not my opponent. ”

Nie Wurui, who was dressed in a black robe, showed more and more the arrogance engraved in his bones.

Three days later, it was the end of the month, and it was also the day of the grand convening of the family martial arts meeting, which made many disciples of the Nie family look forward to it.

They are all waiting for that day, a once-in-a-year opportunity to be selected as an inner disciple.

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Teng!--Whoosh!--Whoosh!

In the dark night, a young figure jumped over the roof of a house and returned home with a set of light body exercises.

Against the backdrop of the moonlight, you can clearly see the face of the young man Bai Xuan, it is Nie Feng.

He pushed open the door and walked into the bedroom, lit a candle on a square table, and placed two borrowed martial arts books in the center of the table.

Nie Feng sat on the bed, closed his eyes, and the content of "Dragon Howling Fist" came to mind.

This martial art is one of his current major exercises.

Because he took auxiliary drugs last time, his current "Dragon Roaring Fist" has improved a lot, at least it has reached the peak of popularity.

The candlelight flickered, the room was dim, and with Nie Feng's attentive face, it was particularly quiet・・・・・・

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Time began to fly by, and two days passed, and Nie Feng was still in a state of closed-door cultivation.

In the early morning of the third day, his cultivation of "Dragon Howling Fist" reached the Great Perfection, and the "Yun Qi Jue" reached the critical point of the ninth layer.

As for "Walking with the Wind", he only has half a step left, and he will cultivate to Dacheng.

In order to consolidate his sevenfold martial cultivation, Nie Feng also took the last two-hundred-year-old blood ginseng.

While he was absorbing the medicinal power, he suddenly felt an inexplicable strange change in his body. In the subtleties, it is not easy to detect.

Half an hour later, Nie Feng's cultivation was consolidated and firm, and it seemed that he was about to approach the peak of the Sevenfold Madness.

"Whew!-"

Nie Feng breathed a sigh of relief, opened his eyes, and only felt that all aspects of his body had strengthened a lot.

"With my current strength, I can at least fight with the original Nie Longfei, but there is no guarantee that there will be a 10% chance of winning. ”

After all, most of Nie Longfei's cultivation in the past was high-level exercises.

What's more, now Nie Longfei has improved a lot, how can Nie Feng do it?

The imminent approach of the family martial arts will turmoil the entire Nie family.

Even some of the outer elders who were preparing to participate in the martial arts meeting were secretly looking forward to it.

What they were looking forward to was not a wonderful fighting competition, but the talent of those outer disciples, and the amount of potential.