I think Feng Tang Xiuji, who has just arrived in the Eastern Capital, will more or less have a trace of doubt and itching curiosity.

What's more, Feng Tang Xiuji himself is a talented ranger who is eager to meet the strong, and the rendering power of the dog master's words is no less than telling a disciple that he knows where there are pretty girls.

Li Chengying's name looks at the rivers and lakes, whether it is a kendo or not, it is like a mountain that is difficult to cross, such a praise is forcibly buckled on Zhang Mazi's head at this time, and the dog master's intentions are obvious.

Does the dog master want to use this to stimulate Zhang Mazi's sword intent and help him see farther and walk longer in the way of the sword, or does he want to ignite Feng Tang Xiuji, who came to challenge him, to show the wonderful sword skills he has comprehended in recent years?

"Master dog, are you clearly doing something?"

Lu Yao, who heard the sound of the strings, cried and laughed and stepped on one foot on the broken brick, the other leg arched slightly, and bent down to stare at Feng Tang Xiuji, whose face was shiny and his skin was between yellow and dark.

The dog master didn't think so, and rolled his cloudy eyes: "What do you know...... In the face of a strong enemy, such as a lone wolf meets a tiger, only by moving forward can there be a trace of vitality, do you really think that walking in the rivers and lakes, the opponents you meet are all three religions and nine streams, and you can't get on the table? ”

"Feng Tang Xiuji is a strong man in the big market realm, and his cultivation is several times stronger than Liang Po, I don't want to see the tiger general I am looking for again, become a good disciple before and after your saddle, drive you back and forth in vain, and act as a shield to solve problems!"

The dog raised his eyebrows, one eye narrowed slightly, and the other eye squinted at Lu Yao's reluctant face

"What, this hurts?" As he spoke, the dog master pointed at me at Lu Yao, and then asked rhetorically, "You can't expect him to be in charge alone, right?" ”

I was a little embarrassed by the dog's finger, I lowered my head and fell into silence, without saying a word, I wanted to lower my head to the ground, I was really ashamed.

I instantly felt like a drag oil bottle, and in addition to the ink in my stomach, I was left with only a little useless ability to read and hyphenation.

Seeing me drooping my head, Master Dog turned his head and comforted me: "Everything has a step-by-step process, as long as you concentrate on studying, your future cultivation attainments are not under Zhang Mazi." ”

I think this may just be comforting, and I didn't take this seriously, but I silently warned myself in my heart that since I choose to practice now, I must make persistent efforts to improve my true spiritual cultivation to the level of straight two breaths as soon as possible.

"From now on, I will be strict with myself, practice hard, and never disgrace you." This is the second time I've made a promise in front of the dog.

My mother used to say that commitment is the most useless expression in the world, but now I really don't know how to show my attitude except to express my determination in this way.

"If you are greedy and chew too much, you can't get up to it if you want to be fast......" The dog master didn't have any rush on me, he said slowly: "It's good to be happy, the Feng Tang Xiuji in front of you who came to challenge has cultivated to the current level, and he has been practicing for no less than thirty years, and the avenue in the world is difficult to find. ”

That being said, I didn't use this comfort as an excuse to eat and die in peace.

No accumulation of steps, no thousands of miles, no accumulation of small streams, no rivers and seas, the road of cultivation is long, and the boring persistence cannot be broken for a day!

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Outside the hole in the small courtyard, Feng Tang Xiuji showed no mercy and had already pulled out the short knife in his hand.

Facing an opponent who was stronger than Liang Po, Zhang Mazi's eyes were firm, and the speed of drawing his sword was also not delayed.

I saw the peach wood sword in Zhang Mazi's hand stabbing into the sky, and his body and sword flipped at the same time, and his body was like a vigorous swift flying by the water, the speed was so fast that it was staggering, and it was caught off guard.

At this time, a strong sword wind like a curtain of west wind roared and galloped in front of the small courtyard, and when the person and the sword rotated, the sword intent was like a dragon, forming a surging powerful sword qi true spirit like a river pouring down.

"Whew~~~"

The sword wind whistled by, and the momentum of the tornado flew towards Feng Tang Xiuji.

Although Zhang Mazi's cultivation is not enough to be comparable to the dog master with strong true spirit, at first glance, his sword momentum has been quite the bluffing style of the dog master, at least it gives people a feeling of being a little arrogant and not to be underestimated.

I looked at the tornado phantom transformed by Yingsheng's sword qi, and a spontaneous admiration arose in my heart, I have to say that Zhang Mazi's progress is really fast, if I have one-tenth of his level, why should I sigh that I am useless here.

When Lu Yao saw the magnificent formation in front of him, he was even more overjoyed, and praised again and again: "It is worthy of being the tiger general that the master has taken a fancy to, mighty!" ”

When the dog master saw the scene in front of him, he behaved very plainly, and it was this bland sentence that extinguished Lu Yao's excitement.

"He's already lost!"

It is not difficult to hear from the tone of the dog master, the person who has not yet competed with the sword, but is destined to lose, naturally refers to Zhang Mazi.

Feng Tang Xiuji held the sword in both hands, and saw the sword momentum generated by Zhang Mazi, and a little shock flashed in his dark eyes.

After being shocked, his expression became serious, and the cold blade of the short knife in his hand was erected high, facing the powerful sword qi that was roaring, and directly split the powerful sword qi like a dragon flying in a seemingly ordinary slashing move, easily splitting his sword qi in two.

The cold sword and ice blade flashed with a cold light, without any poignant sword sound, Zhang Mazi's powerful sword move that made Lu Yao and me excited was so vulnerable under Feng Tang Xiuji's sword!

The short knife slashed, and the terrifying qi visible to the naked eye directly slashed towards the sword qi of the dragon, like a storm crashing on the shore, the wind and snow, and without effort, the domineering true spirit in the sword qi was easily removed.

When the front intersected with Feng Tang Xiuji's short sword qi, I saw Zhang Mazi's arm holding the sword violently, and almost took off the peachwood sword in his hand.

Fortunately, Zhang Mazi reacted very quickly, and the moment the powerful short knife met the peachwood sword in his hand, he directly took advantage of the situation to retract the sword momentum.

If it weren't for Zhang Mazi's judgment of the situation, and at the right opportunity, he stabilized the true spirit in his body and put away the sharp sword momentum, and the destructive power set off by Feng Tang Xiuji's short knife could have abolished Zhang Mazi's hand on the spot.

Perhaps aware of his own shortcomings, when Zhang Mazi lost and collected his sword, his face was gloomy like a dark bamboo forest at night.

Since Feng Tang Xiuji abandoned the sword and learned the sword, most of the names of the mixed deeds that people talk about come from the desolate desert.

Mobei is the transition zone between the Great Zhou Dynasty and the barbarian tribes, every autumn harvest, Mobei bandits are frequent, barbarian bandits often cross the desert to intercept the merchants, and even sometimes take advantage of the bad weather of the snow, cross the desert to loot the grain depot of the people in the surrounding cities.

In the years when Feng Tang Xiuji abandoned the sword and learned the sword, he wandered in the desert all the year round, and slashed a leader of the barbarian bandits for the first time with a knife, so the prestige saved by the knife in his hand was mostly due to the barbarians who caused trouble.

Feng Tang Xiuji's astonishing sword skills originated from countless fierce grappling and fighting, and his profound cultivation and superb sword skills were not achieved by chance.

I have heard that the barbarians fought with Wang Fuqi's army, Feng Tang Xiuji, who was already well-known in Mobei at that time, only relied on a wide-backed sword, directly from the south of Yanshan, all the way to chop and kill, broke the army of 3,000 people, went straight to the company camp for 800 miles, overturned the barbarian head of the peak of dozens of fierce generals, and took the barbarian tribe in the first level among the ten thousand troops, the danger of this battle is completely incomparable with today's fight with Zhang Mazi!

"Your sword is fast!"

Feng Tang Xiuji's words changed, and then he said: "But my knife is more fierce and domineering!" ”

Zhang Mazi looked at the eight-coin peach wood sword in his hand, and said to himself thoughtfully: "I understand......"

As for what Zhang Mazi understood, Lu Yao and I were confused, we only knew that he lost and failed to survive a single move under Feng Tang Xiuji's knife.

There is no hesitation between the master and the strong, there is no hesitation in the mud and water, the dangerous life and death are only in a thought, at this moment, Zhang Mazi is undoubtedly defeated!

Feng Tang Xiuji only felt that the young man's morale was much lower in an instant, and as for what he understood in an instant, he was also a little confused, but in the rivers and lakes, winning and losing were common, and he was not complacent because he had won a mediocre young man.

Depression only occupied Zhang Mazi's face for a moment, and suddenly the battle intent in his eyes rose again: "Tomorrow, fight again!" ”

"I, Feng Tang Xiuji, am here waiting for you to draw another sword!"

Feng Tang Xiuji has three knives, and the outside world always says that no one has forced him to use three knives at the same time, and he held the knife in both hands in the match with Hu Yanzhuo, and still did not use the third knife.

Therefore, the world speculates that his third knife is prepared for the battle against Li Chengying, and he is not easy to use!

Zhang Mazi will lose, as early as the dog master expected, he was neither strange nor blamed Zhang Mazi for this.

When Zhang Mazi returned to the small courtyard with only broken walls and ruins, the dog master asked Zhang Mazi: "Are you afraid?" ”

Zhang Mazi said: "Don't be afraid! ”

"When you pick up the peachwood sword again, I know that you will definitely be defeated...... "The dog master said in a word: "How can a sword that is not confident move forward?" ”

Faced with the dog master's remarks, Lu Yao questioned: "Feng Tang Xiuji is a cultivator in the Great Pan Realm, and he is only one step away from the cultivation of a saint, and the difference between the two cultivators is huge, so how can a sword break it!" ”

The dog master ignored Lu Yao, who interjected to uphold justice, and continued to ask: "Feng Tang Xiuji's short knife only uses two percent of its strength, how does it feel?" ”

Zhang Mazi said word by word: "Very strong!" ”

"Fight again tomorrow, do you know how to deal with it?"

Zhang Mazi nodded, turned around indifferently and returned to the house, not knowing whether to blame himself or to seek a way to fight again tomorrow.

But from Zhang Mazi's eyes, I can see that I am not confident, and a lonely young man like him who is strong in his heart has even been unconfident.

This made me soberly realize my current flaws, if it were for me to face a strong man like Feng Tang Xiuji, I would be scared and have no fighting intentions, let alone unreservedly sword with the belief that I will win.

If the dog master doesn't make a move, it doesn't mean that the dog master will hide in the yard as a shrinking turtle with peace of mind, he looked at Feng Tang Xiuji at this time, and did not forget to remind Feng Tang Xiuji in a weird way: "You don't have to be proud, tomorrow the sunrise sword will definitely let you open your eyes again!" ”

Feng Tang Xiuji is not so easy to be bluffed, let alone a novice who has just mixed up with the rivers and lakes, he said fearlessly: "I'm waiting here!" I'm looking forward to what kind of outstanding juniors the third young master will train after being hidden for many years! ”