"Okay, I want to move my muscles and bones alone, you don't have to wait here, my room is a little messy now, you go and clean it up!" explained lightly, and walked into the practice ground.

"Yes, my lord!" Hearing this, Xiaoying obediently owed, and then, with small steps, slowly retreated.

Standing in the middle of the martial arts training ground, Feng Yi took a deep breath, squatted down slightly with his legs, and posed in a starting pose according to the content of the "Seven Killing Techniques" in his mind.

"Drink!"

Suddenly, Feng Shun shouted softly, his right hand clenched into a fist, and then, the whole arm was slowly lifted one by one, starting from the shoulder, then the arm, elbow, wrist, and finally, suddenly punched out, the whole process was smooth, in one go, and when each part was raised, the joints in that place would make a strange crunchy sound.

"Seven Kills Skill - Kill One and Make an Example!"

With a punch, the sharp fist turned into a strong wind that erupted from Feng Yi's fist, directly tearing the air in front of him and blasting towards the weapon frame dozens of steps away.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the entire weapon rack exploded, and more than a dozen blades of all kinds flew in all directions, scattering wood chips and residues.

Dozens of steps away can still cause such lethality, which shows how powerful the punch of Feng Rebellion is.

However, Feng Rebellion was not satisfied with this.

"Seven Killing Techniques" is mainly killed, the first intention is not heavy, gathering infinite killing intent to melt into one's own body, attacking and killing opponents with the power of killing, if refining to the highest level, there is no need to shoot, the power of murderous momentum is like a thousand horses, thousands of troops, people with slightly weaker strength, immediately breathless, internal organs seem to want to burst, the whole body is like a needle prick, and even killed on the spot.

Although the power of Feng Rebellion's punch is not small, it is tangible and unintentional, which is completely contrary to the essence of "Seven Killing Techniques".

"Seven kills, seven kills, it seems that if you want to fully exert the power of this 'Seven Kills Battle Technique', the key is still in the word 'kill'!" Feng Yi muttered to himself.

"One more time!"

After thinking quietly for a moment, Feng Yi took a pose again, and this time, the target of his punch was changed to a big tree hugging two people on the side of the ten-zhang training field.

"Kill!"

The cold killing machine suddenly rose from his pupils, and at this moment, in Feng Yi's eyes, the tree was no longer a tree, but turned into a quick enemy for him to kill.

"Seven Kills Skill - Kill One and Make an Example!"

Sure enough, when Feng Yi had a murderous intention, the same punch had a completely different momentum just now. The fierce fist burst out, and the thick murderous aura contained in it seemed to freeze the air, falling on the big tree, and it would directly pass through, and a hole the size of a bowl appeared on the trunk of the tree, and sawdust flew all over the tree.

On the surface, the effect of this punch seems to be far less spectacular than the previous punch, but the actual lethality formed has increased by at least fifty percent, and the punch power that blasted out has also been condensed a lot.

"Well, that's how it feels!" Feng Yi slowly withdrew his fist, and nodded secretly in his heart: "Although martial arts are said to be supreme in terms of qualifications, but in the later stage, comprehension will become more and more important, I have a good understanding now, and if I am diligent, I will be able to find a path of my own!"

Subsequently, he comprehended a trace of the trick and continued to practice hard over and over again. After each punch, he would ponder it and summarize the shortcomings. As time went by, gradually, Feng Yi's understanding of this trick of "killing one and making an example of a hundred" became more and more profound.

In fact, there are a total of seven styles of the whole set of "Seven Killing Techniques", which are, killing one by one, killing like hemp, killing oneself, killing with a knife, hiding the killing machine, killing and killing, and finally killing everything.

This trick "killing one and setting an example for a hundred" is only the first type of "Seven Killing Combat Techniques", and it is also the least powerful entry style, but the "Seven Killing Combat Techniques" is a supporting martial art of the "Seven Killing Tactics", which must be matched with the "Seven Killing Tactics" to be displayed, and the Feng Rebellion has only practiced the "Seven Kills Tactics" for just over two hours, and even the first weight has not yet been reached, so this first style can only be performed in a short time.

......

Time passed, and before I knew it, two hours passed.

"Whew~"

Exhaling a deep breath of turbidity, Feng Yi looked up at the sky and found that the scorching sun that was originally at the head was now sunset. In the past two hours, Feng Reverse has repeatedly practiced the first type of "Seven Killing Techniques" "Killing a Hundred and Exuding a Hundred" dozens of times, and the big tree that is hugged by two people has already become countless residues in his "indiscriminate bombardment", and at the same time, in these dozens of times of practice and pondering, he has also initially mastered the key to "killing a hundred examples", although it is still far from being completely mastered, but it can be regarded as a first glimpse of the door.

"My lord, dinner has been prepared, I wonder if you need to eat now?" At this time, the voice of the chief manager Zhang Fu sounded. In fact, as early as half an hour ago, he had already come to the outside of the martial arts training ground, but at that time, Feng Wei was practicing martial arts, and he didn't dare to disturb without permission, so it was not until now that Feng Wei collected his skills.

"Meals?"

Hearing Zhang Fu's words, Feng Yi remembered that he seemed to have not eaten a drop of water and rice for five days, and he had been addicted to practice before, but he didn't feel anything, but now he smelled the word "food", and suddenly there was a feeling of hunger in his stomach. As the saying goes, "People are iron and rice are steel, and if you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry and panic", in addition to those peerless powerhouses who have arrived in Bigu, ordinary warriors also need to eat, otherwise, they will also starve to death.

"Okay, then let's eat now!" Feng Wei was not hypocritical, and nodded.

"Okay, please come with me to the dining room!"

Soon, under the leadership of Zhang Fu, the two came to the dining room.

Dinner was heartily prepared, with a total of eight dishes from a stuffy fish soup, stir-fried fresh meat, and a few small stir-fries. The aroma of the food made Feng Yideng, who was already hungry, have a great appetite, and he didn't care about any image, so he sat down and feasted directly, and in less than ten minutes, a table of food made him eat cleanly.

After dinner, Feng Yi took a bath first, and then walked around the entire Governor's Mansion under the leadership of the chief manager Zhang Fu.

After visiting the entire Governor's Mansion, he couldn't stay idle and came to the martial arts training ground again, intending to continue practicing the "Seven Killing Techniques". For some reason, since coming to this world, Feng Yi has not been interested in anything other than martial arts, and all day long, he seems to have no other things to do except practice martial arts.

However, not long after Feng Yi came to the martial arts training ground, before he could put on a posture, an unexpected visitor came to the Governor's Mansion.

"Hehe, seeing Brother Feng's ruddy face and refreshed, the injuries on his body should be fine!" In the living room, a young man with a height of eight feet and a sturdy figure looked at Feng Zhidao with a smile on his face.

"If you are worried, there is no big problem, I don't know what Brother Sun's visit is about?" Feng Wei said lightly. The person who came was Sun Hui, who was against Feng Reverse in the quarterfinals that day.

"Hehe, I'm not afraid of Brother Feng's jokes. Sun Hui smiled embarrassedly: "Since the previous battle with Brother Feng at the martial arts conference, I have always wanted to make friends with Brother Feng, so I specially came to the door today to disturb, I want to invite Brother Feng to have a drink, by the way, there are some things to talk to Brother Feng, I wonder if Brother Feng can appreciate his face and go to Mingyue Tower with me to get together?"

If it was invited by someone else, Feng Hui would definitely refuse directly, he was not interested in going out to drink with someone he didn't know, but this Sun Hui's straightforward personality was more in line with Feng Hui's appetite, there was nothing important to do, and there was no need to rush to practice martial arts, so after a little hesitation, Feng Wei nodded: "Okay, then let Brother Sun break the bank!"

"Hehe, Brother Feng is really a cool person!"

Seeing that Feng Hui was invited, the smile on Sun Hui's face was even worse, and he immediately stood up: "Then without further ado, Brother Feng, let's go!"

"Okay!" Seeing this, Feng Yi also got up from his seat.

......

Mingyue Tower, one of the most high-end restaurants in the imperial capital of Daqin, is located on the bank of the Songzi River in the southern city of the imperial capital, with luxurious decoration and elegant environment, and is a place frequented by many wealthy businessmen and wealthy nobles in the imperial capital. Around the restaurant, there are many green willows with branches and leaves, and the trees are forested, which contrasts with the clear river water.

After a while, the two came to the door of Mingyue Tower, and immediately a small servant led them to the private room upstairs, served fragrant tea, and sent a few plates of cumin.

"Well, just these few dishes, send a few more pots of good wine, hurry up. After asking Feng Hui's opinion, Sun Hui casually ordered a few signature dishes.

"Okay, the little one will go right away. The little guy answered and withdrew.

"Brother Sun said that he had something to talk to me about before, but I don't know what it is?" After Xiao Er left, Feng Yi asked directly. The reason why he agreed to come here with Sun Hui was not only because he had a certain good impression of Sun Hui, but also because the other party said before that he had other things to talk about with him.

"Ugh!"

Hearing Feng Rei's sudden question, Sun Hui couldn't help but be slightly stunned, he did have something to talk to Feng Rei, but generally speaking, two people who are not too familiar with each other come to the restaurant to be polite first, drink wine, chat about some other topics, and then slowly get to the point, and Feng Rei is so direct, as soon as he opens his mouth, he goes straight to the point, but he didn't react immediately.

"What, what's the problem?" Seeing Sun Hui's slightly surprised expression, Feng Yi frowned slightly. He has always been a straightforward person, and he doesn't like those messy doorways the most.

"Ahem......"

Sun Hui coughed lightly, his face was slightly embarrassed, but he quickly recovered and said: "Actually, it's not important to find Brother Feng to come over for a gathering this time, but I heard that the imperial court's order is about to be issued, and the contestants who stand out from the martial arts conference this time will soon be transferred to the front line, so I invited Brother Feng to come over and talk." ”