After resting for three days, Feng Jiuyou planned to point out the shortcomings of his apprentices' martial arts, and by the way, he would teach his nephews their homework.

On the exclusive martial arts training ground of the Feng family.

Feng Jiuyou glanced at the little radish heads standing at the bottom: "It's all here, right?" ”

The little radish heads responded one after another: "It's all here." ”

"During this time, my aunt didn't plan to go out, so she taught you martial arts at home, and then the two of you fought against each other. I'll take a look at the shortcomings, and then I'll explain them in a unified way. ”

"Yes."

Shiro was taken to the base by Wu Lao because of his talent for studying medicine, and he was not at home.

The remaining six people played exactly two by two.

Only Dongfang Yu stood aside and watched enviously, and Feng Jiuyou also wanted him to join the team.

It's just that his strength is too strong, and he still learns music skills, so it's a little unsuitable.

Feng Jiuyou's gaze fell on him:

"Xiao Yu, come here."

Dongfang Yu saw that his master was calling himself, so he hurriedly stepped forward and saluted towards Feng Jiuyou.

"What does the master command?"

"You're much stronger than them, and you're not fit to be with them.

As a teacher, I have never been exposed to sound skills, and the martial arts secrets handed down by your Oriental family are very good, and I don't want you to change them.

This is a musical score, if you can appreciate the essence of it, your force will definitely crush the warriors of the same level. ”

Feng Jiuyou took out a sheet of music copied from the space and handed it to Dongfang Yu.

This is a combination of 5,000 years of Chinese culture.

"Thank you, master."

Dongfang Yu took the score handed over by Feng Jiuyou, bowed again, and spoke.

"You go find a shady place to see."

"Okay." Dongfang Yu took the score and ran to the bottom of the big tree not far away and looked through it.

"Lift your legs. You should hit him here. ”

"Here you should overcome rigidity with softness."

"Your strength is too small, double the weight tomorrow."

Feng Jiuyou arranged the Empress of the East, and began to guide his nephews to practice martial arts.

And so the time passed quietly.

Suddenly, a flute sound came from not far away, and Feng Jiuyou was stunned for a moment. Then he pushed the spiritual ability, and shrouded Da Lang and Erlang.

She looked at the little boy who was sitting under the big tree with his eyes closed and playing the flute.

The sound of the flute came from him, and as the rhythm of the flute changed, an invisible force, with a murderous aura, centered on him, spread out to the surroundings.

Even though they were protected, Da Lang Erlang and they still felt an inexplicable depression, and they all widened their eyes and looked in the direction where Dongfang Yu was.

And Dongfang Yu is painted as one with the music, and he doesn't feel anyone else at all, and he just wants to release the mysterious and mysterious feeling.

In an instant, gusts of wind blew around, and those winds raged like tornadoes, raging wildly, large pieces of dust flew up, and the leaves planted on the trees on the side of the martial arts training ground were also rolled up one after another.

and sand swirling in the air.

The situation on the side has also attracted the attention of others. Jianghuai and Fengchen Yiyun came to this side with light skills.

"What's going on?"

Jianghuai and Feng Chenyi fell one after the other on the left and right of the cold wind and nine shades.

"My boy fell into an epiphany."

"Little sister, your apprentice's martial arts are very domineering."

Feng Chenyi glanced at the mess on the martial arts training ground, this lethality was extraordinary, and he was a little envious.

This destructive power is absolutely leveraged, and it can definitely crush the same grade.

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