"Ling Feng, as soon as you came to Feiyan Sect, you rejected Du Fei's challenge, saying that he was not qualified, so I don't know, now I am not qualified to challenge you?" The handsome young man Xu Jun met Ling Feng's gaze, stepped forward, and took the lead in breaking the silence between the three of them, with a faint smile on his face, he asked.

In the crowd not far away, Du Fei heard Xu Jun mention his bedding again that day, and his face instantly turned red. Although he was very unhappy with Xu Jun's words, he who had lost to Xu Jun in the inner disciple selection competition could only suppress the unhappiness in his heart at this moment, and he didn't dare to say anything.

Seeing Xu Jun challenging Ling Feng in public, the eyes of the surrounding inner disciples suddenly lit up, and their hearts couldn't help but become excited.

These two people, one is one of the best geniuses among the new inner disciples, and the other is the second person in the sect within a hundred years after the sect master as soon as he comes to the Feiyan Sect, the strength and talent of the two are beyond doubt, but who can be better in the end, it is only through direct competition that the exact result can be obtained.

All the inner disciples couldn't help but look at Ling Feng with anticipation. At this moment, as long as Ling Feng nodded and agreed, then they could witness a big battle between rookie geniuses and feast their eyes.

However, to everyone's disappointment, in the face of Xu Jun's challenge, Ling Feng only smiled faintly, then slowly shook his head, and flatly refused: "I'm sorry, I still have a lot of things to deal with now, and I don't have time to accept your challenge for the time being." However, in five and a half months' time, we may be able to meet in the ranking competition of new inner disciples, and then we will have a good competition."

Now that Ling Feng urgently needed to help "Chi" recover his soul power, and at the same time find out his mother's whereabouts in the Far East, the strong sense of urgency made Ling Feng urgently need to quickly improve his strength, so he didn't want to waste his time competing with these so-called genius disciples.

"I'm afraid that not having time is just your excuse, in fact, you are afraid of losing to me, right?" Xu Jun sneered, his tone full of disdain, and said aggressively.

In the face of Xu Jun's provocative words, Ling Feng smiled faintly again, shook his head slightly, ignored him no longer, and strode directly through the crowd of onlookers and walked towards the outside of Dongsheng Garden.

"In the face of my provocation and rhetoric, he can be so indifferent, this seems to be a little inconsistent with his age, it seems that this Ling Feng is not an ordinary sophistication" Looking at Ling Feng's departing back, Xu Jun touched his chin, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and said thoughtfully, "It seems that if you want to really compete with him, you can only wait until the ranking competition in five and a half months......

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In the mountain behind the Feiyan Sect, in an open valley with flat terrain and extremely wide, Ling Feng, who was wearing the white robe of the inner disciple of the Feiyan Sect, stood tall.

"The terrain here is good, just right for me to practice the Wind Extreme Body Martial Arts" His gaze slowly scanned the valley, Ling Feng nodded with satisfaction, and then moved his footsteps slightly, squatted slightly, and put on a hand-raising posture.

"The First Form of the Wind Extreme-Wind Sweeps the Dust"

Hearing Ling Feng's loud shout, his footsteps suddenly stepped on the ground, and the whole person was like a flying swallow with wings spread, spinning and flying upward. As Ling Feng's body rose, a light breeze suddenly emerged from around his body, rolling up the loess on the ground, forming a stream of yellow dust, which was scattered into the air.

The peculiar thing was that although Ling Feng was in the center of the yellow dust, extremely close to the floating yellow dust, there was not a single grain of yellow dust on his snow-white robe

As Ling Feng's speed became faster and faster, more and more yellow dust around him was rolled up, forming a yellow energy storm around Ling Feng's body, and bursts of whistling sounds continued to come out of it, while Ling Feng's figure was completely hidden in the floating yellow dust from the original looming.

If someone wanted to attack Ling Feng at this moment, facing the yellow dust in the sky, it would be like a tiger eating the sky, and it would be impossible to capture Ling Feng's figure at all, let alone where to start.

Suddenly, Ling Feng's body, which was spinning rapidly, stopped, and the yellow dust in the sky without the traction of Ling Feng's true qi suddenly scattered around Ling Feng's body, drifting and falling to the ground, piling up a small mound where Ling Feng had been standing.

Fluttering down from mid-air, gently landing next to the small mound that had just formed, Ling Feng looked down at the small mound under his feet, a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes, and he said happily: "It turns out that the Dance of the Wind is only the basis of the Wind Extreme, although the name of each of the two styles is the same, but this first style 'Wind Sweep Dust' Dust' is not only the momentum formed under the rapid body shape, but also can form a formation, in order to disrupt the enemy's vision, confuse the enemy's attack, and at the same time, under the cover of yellow dust, from any position of the surprise kill, so that the enemy is caught off guard Next, it is time to practice the second style of the wind pole 'east wind mighty'"...,

As soon as Ling Feng's words fell, the white robe on his body was completely windless, and it was directly attached to Ling Feng's body, and a wisp of green silk that was originally covering Ling Feng's forehead also floated to the side. Then Ling Feng's right foot moved half a step to the right, his dark eyes flashed, and the whole person moved like a rabbit, and he quickly ran up in the empty valley with strange steps......

At the same time that Ling Feng was cultivating the Wind Extreme Body Method in the valley, behind a big tree on the side of the valley, a pair of apricot eyes were radiating excitement, staring intently at the white figure in the valley that was like a flying swallow, light and flashing, tossing and turning.

The person who peeked at Ling Feng's cultivation was none other than Lian'er, the girl who was in charge of his diet and daily life.

At this moment, after seeing Ling Feng's Wind Extreme, Lian'er's pink little mouth had already involuntarily opened into an O-shape, and exclaimed: "Is this the Wind Extreme Body Martial Technique? It's too mysterious, too powerful, the Wind Dance Martial Technique I have cultivated is simply a hundred and eight thousand miles different from this set of martial arts." If I can learn this set of martial arts, then when I face the enemy, I will have a little more certainty of victory."

Just when Lian'er was full of excitement, she saw Ling Feng, who was cultivating in the valley, suddenly stopped, turned his head and looked straight at Lian'er's hiding place, a trace of anger flashed in his dark starry eyes, and he shouted loudly: "What kind of sneaky person dares to peek at me practicing."

Before the words fell, Ling Feng's whole person rushed over like a sharp arrow that had been off the string.

"Ah, was it discovered by Senior Brother Ling?" Seeing that Ling Feng was about to rush to his side almost in the blink of an eye, Lian'er was shocked in her heart, and she was suddenly frightened and panicked.

Just when Lian'er was hesitating to take the initiative to stand up, Ling Feng's white figure swept directly past Lian'er, and then landed not far behind Lian'er.

"Could it be that the speed is too fast, Senior Brother Ling rushed over?" Seeing that Ling Feng actually rushed behind him, Lian'er's eyes showed a hint of surprise, and she couldn't help but turn her head and look straight behind her.

At a glance, Lian'er found that where Ling Feng was standing now, a figure was fleeing into the distance in a panic. Looking at the tall figure that fled in panic, Lian'er's mouth opened slightly, and she muttered: "Look at that figure, it seems to be Du Fei, Senior Brother Du...... ，