The news that the son of Feng Ling was going to compete with the prince of Tianyu Kingdom was quickly spread, not to mention the national capital, even if it was heard of in other cities.

Many people are secretly worried, after all, Merry's identity is different, if he loses, it will disappoint many people, after all, he is the son of Fengling.

When everyone was worried that Merry would lose, Feng Ziyang was playing chess with Fu Hongyu, but Fu Hongyu was preoccupied and was obviously at a disadvantage, while Feng Ziyang was leisurely, drinking and playing chess at the same time.

Fu Hongyu was holding a son in his hand, his brows were solemn, and he hadn't fallen for a long time, Feng Ziyang saw it in his eyes and asked: "The emperor is preoccupied, is he worried about the competition between the prince of Tianyu and Tianyu Kingdom?"

Fu Hongyu put down the flag in his hand, shook his head and said: "Feng Lao, he is only a martial apprentice, how can he be Qin Shijie's opponent, you must know that Qin Shijie has entered the ninth level of martial apprentices, and will even step into the realm of martial artists soon, it can be said that he is already a half-step master, Merry is your grandson, why don't you worry about it at all!"

Feng Ziyang poured himself a glass of wine, and asked instead of answering: "What does the emperor think of my grandson?"

Fu Hongyu said without thinking: "Merry is smart and clever, thoughtful, and by no means comparable to his peers, it's just ...... I just don't know why he's so impulsive today. ”

Feng Ziyang laughed and said, "Since the emperor said that this kid is smart and clever, then I have nothing to worry about." ”

Seeing Feng Ziyang so calm, Fu Hongyu was even more puzzled and asked, "Could it be that he is hiding his cultivation?"

Feng Ziyang shook his head and said, "Absolutely not, he is indeed a martial apprentice level, oh, I forgot to mention, he just started cultivating two days ago." ”

"What? Then you still have so much confidence in him?" Fu Hongyu became more and more confused.

Feng Ziyang shook his head and said: "This kid's cultivation is absolutely not fake, I don't know why he agreed to the competition, anyway, I only know that this kid is not a reckless person, and he is not a person who loves to suffer, he is my grandson, I believe in him." Your Majesty, just wait and see! I'm sure this kid will definitely surprise you. After finishing speaking, he walked away, leaving Fu Hongyu alone in a daze.

Fu Hongyu's face was full of doubts, and he muttered: "Feng Lao, who is a grandfather, is not in a hurry, what am I anxious about? Could it be that this kid is really weird?"

At this time, Merry was in the Imperial Garden to learn from the Feng family, originally he didn't plan to practice this otherworldly exercise, but when he came into contact with the "Wind God Sword" and "Thunder Palm", he knew that this world is so big, what kind of people have it, and what kind of things will happen.

The cultivation methods of the Tianfeng Continent are completely different from those they have cultivated, but they also have the same effect, especially the exercise of "Ben Thunder Palm", although this exercise is not perfect, but the content in it has opened Merry's eyes, and the people of this world have a completely different understanding of martial arts, which makes Merry have a new understanding, and he is looking forward to cultivation more and more.

Merry's current cultivation is too low, and he is not suitable for cultivating "Running Thunder Palm" at all, so he has to consult "Wind God Sword".

He also didn't understand whether he was a robot now, except for the information in his mind, the rest of the place was not much different from ordinary people, the only difference was that his body might be stronger than ordinary people.

There are a total of five styles in "Wind God Sword":

The first type of wind returns to the electric excitation, the second type of wind and clouds, the third type of wind and snow moon, the fourth type of wind and waves, and the fifth type of wind and anger. Especially the fifth style, according to the records of the exercises, this style can completely split the mountains and cut the mountains, turn the rivers and the sea.

The first few styles are not very difficult to practice, as long as the talent is intelligent and the skill is reached, it can almost be practiced, as far as he knows, his father and grandfather have already cultivated the "Wind God Sword" to the fourth form, as for the last style, there are strict requirements, at least the electric level master can be cultivated.

I'm afraid that the entire Ling Yan Kingdom won't be able to find one, maybe only that kind of big sect or strange people academy will have this kind of master. As for the highest level of snow level masters, it is said that there is no such master in the Heavenly Wind Continent, even if there is, it is only a figure in the history of cultivation, I am afraid that it will be traced back to a thousand years ago.

Merry held a long sword, according to the method recorded in the "Wind God Sword", constantly waving, at first it was a little rusty, but later gradually integrated into a strange realm, he seemed to be frightened, and like a cloud of mist, the entire imperial garden produced a stream of air, although it is not very big, but it is also amazing.

A sword light rushed out, and the afterimage of the merry man stopped, the merry man held the long sword, his face was full of incredulity, he didn't expect that the swordsmanship recorded in the "Wind God Sword" that the talented and intelligent people needed to cultivate in three or five years had already learned it just by trying it, which was incredible.

"Did I practice it wrong? It shouldn't be possible! I practiced according to this sword technique!" Merry was surprised in his heart.

He checked his inner breath, but found that his inner breath had become a little stronger, and he knew that he was about to enter the second level of martial apprentice, which was also a little too amazing.

Just as he was putting away his sword and stopping his work, he found that he had already alarmed many people, especially Feng Ziyang, who was the most advanced.

Feng Ziyang looked at Merry, his eyes were full of doubts, and then turned to joy and asked, "Merry, did you make the movement just now?"

Merry nodded and said, "I practiced the Wind God Sword just now, and I found that the Wind God Sword doesn't seem to be that difficult to practice, I just practiced it once." ”

Merry words made Feng Ziyang's whole person sluggish, he didn't expect the Feng family to produce such a peerless genius as Merry, because even Feng Ling spent half a year cultivating the first form of the Wind God Sword, but Merry was successful in just one drill.

Feng Ziyang laughed after hearing this: "Haha, I didn't expect my grandson to be a peerless genius. After finishing speaking, he stepped forward and said, "Merry, stretch out your hand." ”

Although Feng Liu didn't know what Feng Ziyang was going to do, he still stretched out his hand as he said.

Feng Ziyang pinched the pulse of the merry flow, and used his skills to survey the meridians of his body, only to see Feng Ziyang suddenly take a step back, and exclaimed: "You...... You have strong blood and qi all over your body, and the eight veins of the Qi Sutra have been opened, which master washed the meridians and veins for you?"

Everyone must pay attention to qualifications in cultivation, in other words, it is to cultivate the spiritual root, after the average person is born, many of the eight veins of the Qi Sutra are blocked, and only through cultivation can the eight veins of the Qi Jing be opened. However, there is no shortage of geniuses in any world, and it is the same in this world, there is a kind of person who can cast some spiritual herbs into pills for marrow washing or improving cultivation, and this kind of person is called an alchemist.

However, the requirements of alchemists are too harsh, not only to be talented, but also to have very human perseverance, which is extremely rare for alchemists, and pills are even more difficult to find. It is not the kind of sect or ancient family that can use pills to wash the marrow or improve cultivation for thousands of years, but the eight veins of the Merry Strange Sutra are unimpeded, in the view of Feng Impermanence, this is obviously made by the master to wash the marrow with pills, how not to be shocked in his heart.

Feng Ziyang suddenly remembered in his heart that Merry once said that he had met a master and was rescued by a master, and passed on his miraculous life-saving method.

At this time, only Merry himself knew, not that he had eaten any marrow cleansing pills, but that he had studied martial arts with his master for a few years when he was on earth, and later Shi Xuanyuan flew to the immortal realm, but Merry still practiced alone, and did not give up the pursuit of martial arts, so the meridians had already been unimpeded, but these merry streams would not tell Feng Ziyang

Feng Ziyang's face was full of fanaticism, and he said to Merry with a smile: "Merry, I didn't expect that master to be so magical, and I don't know what pill he used for you, I heard that although the general marrow cleansing pill can open up people's meridians, but it is not as you said, practicing a book of exercises is only one time, that master is really amazing." ”

Merry didn't explain, and asked, "Grandpa, so there are no problems with my cultivation?"

Feng Ziyang understood the situation of the merry stream, and nodded hurriedly: "No problem, there is no problem at all, I really want to know how far you will reach when you become a rank master?"

At this time, Fu Hongyu said on the side: "Merry, even if you are about to enter the second-level martial apprentice, you are by no means the opponent of that Qin Shijie, I think you should quit!"

Merry shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, I won't quit, even if I lose my love to him and die in his hands, I won't back down by half a point, because my father is Feng Ling." ”

"But ......"

Fu Hongyu wanted to say something, but Merry immediately interrupted him and said, "Your Majesty, you can rest assured! I never do anything that I am not sure of, I will definitely be able to win him." ”

Fu Hongyu didn't know where the confidence of the merry man came from, but when he saw that the merry face was straight, it didn't look like a joke at all, so he just shook his head and turned to leave.

After Fu Hongyu left, Feng Ziyang pulled Merry to sit on the stone bench in the pavilion and asked: "Merry, you tell grandpa honestly, can you win the competition in two days? If you can't win, it doesn't matter, even if you quit, no one will look down on you, you don't have to force yourself out because you are a descendant of the Feng family." ”

Merry looked at Feng Ziyang and asked, "Grandpa, do you think I'll do that kind of thing that I'm not sure about?"

Although Feng Ziyang said in front of Fu Hongyu that he was very confident in Merry, he understood that Merry was only a martial artist or even a martial apprentice second, which was too different from Qin Shijie, so he asked.

But at this time, Feng Ziyang also thought about it for a long time in his heart, what kind of person his grandson is, he knows it very well. Merry is by no means the kind of person who is willing to suffer, after thinking for a moment, Feng Ziyang touched Merry's head, and said meaningfully: "Merry, grandpa believes in you, go to war! ”

Merry nodded solemnly, clenched his fists, and said firmly: "Grandpa, I will definitely win, don't forget, what does your grandson rely on to eat." ”

Feng Ziyang woke up suddenly, and suddenly laughed: "Haha! Why am I so confused, I'm much more relieved now, grandpa is looking forward to your performance in two days." After saying that, he strode away.

Merry looked at the night sky, stood up suddenly, and said to himself: "Qin Shijie, my father can disturb your Tianyu country's chickens and dogs, and I can also beat you in two days!"