Chapter Ninety-Two: The Improvement of Swordsmanship
The audience was silent.
Every child of the Lin family was very shocked to look at the seemingly ordinary teenager in front of them, they were really frightened. When Lin Ling had just broken through to the Xuanyang Realm a few days ago, he had gone to find their eldest brother Lin Ling, although Lin Ling was also defeated by Lin Mad in the end, but Lin Mad at that time also spent some energy.
And the young man in front of him, who was the same age as them, or even younger than himself, defeated Lin Ling with one move.
Lin Ling's offensive before fell on Chen Zifeng's afterimage, although Chen Zifeng's speed is not comparable to Xuan Shuying's now, but with the use of microwave body techniques, he can still easily dodge Lin Ling's attack.
"Offended!" Chen Zifeng said to Lin Ling, who had just stood up with a trace of blood left on the corner of his mouth.
"I'll obey you!" Lin Ling said, then greeted a few of his children, and left in a hurry.
Seeing Lin Ling leaving, Chen Zifeng breathed a sigh of relief, if Lin Ling became angry because he lost and organized the children of the Lin family to besiege him, then what he did would have to make it difficult for Lin Ling.
Because Chen Zifeng showed super strength, those Lin family disciples didn't have trouble with Chen Zifeng anymore, but they were all a few meters away from Chen Zifeng. And Chen Zifeng was happy, received some food, and ate breakfast at a table alone.
And at this moment, Lin Die also ran over with Lin Madness angrily, and shouted before he entered the canteen: "Lin Ling, you bastard, look at how I let my eldest brother clean you up!"
When everyone in the dining hall heard Lin Die's words, they looked at each other and didn't say anything.
"Bhah!" Lin Die ran into the dining hall, felt a quiet, and said with some confusion: "It's strange!
"Brother Zifeng!" When she saw Chen Zifeng's figure, the silver teeth opened lightly, ran over and said with a smile: "Brother Zifeng, are you okay?" I knew that Brother Lin Ling was not the kind of person who bullied my friends, and I now knew that Brother Lin Ling was so good!"
If Lin Ling heard Lin Die's words at this moment, he didn't know if he would be so angry that he would vomit blood.
"Are you okay?" Lin Mad asked when he came to Chen Zifeng with a big knife on his back.
"It's okay!" Chen Zifeng shook his head.
"I didn't expect these rabbit cubs to be so ignorant, it seems that I haven't practiced with them for a long time, and I guess their bones are a little itchy!"
Hearing Lin Mad's words, those Lin family disciples in the canteen all felt a chill on their backs, causing them to fight a cold war, carefully move the table, and stay away from Lin Mad for their own lives.
"It's not their fault, if it were me, I would be like this!" Chen Zifeng smiled: "After all, I appeared with the goddess in their hearts!"
Hearing Chen Zifeng's words, Lin Die's face turned red and hurriedly lowered his head.
And those children of the Lin family looked at Chen Zifeng with more and more eyes at this moment, and some even began to be grateful to Chen Zifeng. They all knew that their eldest young master of the Lin family was a martial idiot, and if they were targeted by a martial idiot, then they would either lie in bed for a few days or have broken bones for half a year.
After all, there were quite a few compatriots of the Lin family who were "brutalized" by Lin Mad, and even some elders with good strength saw Lin Mad walking around the road, because they were also afraid of Lin Mad's madness.
"Let's have breakfast together!" Chen Zifeng raised a chicken leg and said to Lin Mad .
"What can you do without wine!" Lin Mad sat down, and then shouted into the dining hall: "Bring some good wine!"
After a while, a child of the Lin family came over with a jar of wine, and poured it for Chen Zifeng and Lin Madness flatteringly, and when he arrived at Lin Die, he paused and poured it full, and his doing so won Lin Die's sweet smile.
However, he hadn't crawled out of happiness yet, only to see Lin Mad's cold eyes swept away, and he was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.
"Brother Lin, forget it!" Chen Zifeng said: "Die'er is not small, let her try some things!"
"It's okay!" Lin said with a laugh, and then raised his glass to dry.
Because it was breakfast, Chen Zifeng didn't drink much wine, and after forcing the alcohol out of his body with spiritual power, Chen Zifeng also began to practice swordsmanship in his current big courtyard.
"Drink!"
The more he practiced swordsmanship, the more he became proficient, but Chen Zifeng felt that his swordsmanship had reached a bottleneck, and if he didn't break through this bottleneck, then his swordsmanship would stagnate at this stage.
Yesterday, when Chen Zifeng saw Chen Ao's swordsmanship, he was also a little shocked. The sword technique is an auxiliary type of exercise that assists in the law decision, just like the "microwave body method" that Chen Zifeng is now cultivating, and both are the same principle.
Thousands of swordsmanship, in addition to the swordsmanship that you have realized, other swordsmanship is big or small, and there is a certain gap between yourself and yourself, so what you realize is the most suitable for yourself.
Chen Ao's swordsmanship was extremely exquisite, and even Chen Zifeng had to be shocked, but he didn't blush. After all, no matter how good the swordsmanship is, it is useless if it is not suitable for you.
However, although Chen Ao's swordsmanship was not suitable for him, Chen Zifeng could still learn some from it and use it for his own use.
Chen Zifeng's memory is extremely strong, and he can clearly remember the swordsmanship that Chen Ao used yesterday. With his eyes closed, there was only one figure dancing with a sword in his mind at this time, and that figure was very faint, but the swordsmanship was extremely clear.
Unconsciously, Chen Zifeng also danced his sword slightly.
Unload with force!
When Chen Ao forced the Demon Tiger back again and again, Chen Ao used the mystery in the swordsmanship to unload the power of the Demon Tiger strangely in an instant.
Break the gas with anger!
When Chen Ao wanted to transfer the spiritual power from the demon core, he was suppressed by the sword qi generated by Chen Ao's swordsmanship, so that the demon tiger could not use the spiritual power in the demon core.
Boom!
Chen Zifeng's sword fell on the stone table in the courtyard, and with a slight click, the stone table was not damaged, but when Chen Zifeng's sword left the stone table, a crack in the center of the stone table appeared, and then spread to the four sides like a spider web, and soon the stone table turned into pieces and fell to the ground.
Boom!
The sword qi of the Luofeng Sword touched a branch of a small tree, and after that branch was touched by the sword qi, the originally lush green leaves became withered at an extremely fast speed, and that branch also lost its vitality.
Boom!
Boom!
Luo Feng Sword and Luo Feng Sword's sword qi raged everything in the compound, the movement was very small, and there was no big noise, but Xiao Bai in the room had already transformed into Mu Luo's appearance at this time, looking through the window at the young man who was dancing with a sword and his hair was flying in the wind.
"Nice understanding!" Mu Luo praised softly: "It seems that this little guy still has some future prospects, I hope he won't die halfway!"
Mu Luo looked at the sky and muttered to himself: "There should be those sects coming when the ruins are born this time! I don't know if they have come, if they know about me, it will be troublesome!"
Chen Zifeng was still immersed in swordsmanship, and at this time there was only a huge sword in his world, and that giant sword was shining with light, exuding a terrifying momentum. On the body of the giant sword, there is a small sword engraved with a small sword, the small sword is varied, the shape is different, the giant sword is like a big lake, and those small swords are small fish, swimming happily in this big lake, unrestrained.
Unload with force, break the gas with gas!
The world in Chen Zifeng's mind disappeared, and the giant sword also disappeared, and those dense small swords also disappeared, leaving Chen Zifeng muttering in place.
Chen Zifeng slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw the big courtyard that he had made a mess, he felt helpless in his heart, presumably because he accidentally destroyed it when he was improving his swordsmanship.
At this moment, a jumping figure ran in, and when she saw the appearance of the yard, she was startled and said, "Brother Zifeng, it can't be you, right?"
"It should be!" Chen Zifeng touched his head and smiled embarrassedly.
Lin Die kicked away a branch, came to Chen Zifeng, and complained: "Really, I just helped you get it, and now let me do it again if you let you destroy it like this!"
Saying that, Lin Die picked up the branches that fell on the ground, and then piled them together, and Chen Zifeng also put the Luofeng Sword into the ring, and hurriedly helped.
When Lin Die saw the withered branches, he said in surprise: "What's the matter, is there something wrong with the little tree I found? Tomorrow I will ask people to plant some good trees!"
"Then I'm bothering you!" Chen Zifeng smiled embarrassedly, but he didn't explain to Lin Die.