After coming out of the Yixian Residence, Feng Zhengyang saw Emperor Yao standing next to the statue, his eyes closed, as if waiting for him to come out.

"I didn't expect you to come out so soon, in my opinion, at least it will take you half a year to comprehend, you actually only took three days, and your mood has made a qualitative leap. ”

Before Feng Zhengyang could speak, Emperor Yao had already asked a question, and his tone was full of joy.

"The younger generation is just lucky, and the seniors' flood battle map is too mysterious, how can the younger generation understand it thoroughly, it's just some skin. ”

The wind is blowing and bowing slightly.

In fact, what he said was not wrong, how could he comprehend the battle map of a character like Emperor Yao in just three days, he just comprehended some skins, one is because he is the same as Emperor Yao, a literati in the world of martial arts, no different from mortals, but it is precisely because of their similarities that Feng Zhengyang has an immersive understanding, and every trick, action, and mood of Emperor Yao has given him countless inspirations.

The simplicity of the tricks, the crispness and neatness of the movements, and the state of mind are like stopping water, all of which are unattainable.

"You are still called a senior, you enter my cave mansion, understand my flood plan, according to the rules of the cultivation world, you are already my disciple. ”

Emperor Yao turned his back to Feng Zhengyang, and before he could speak again, he saw that Feng Zhengyang was already kneeling on the ground, kowtowing his head to bow to the teacher.

"The master is above, and the disciple is bowing down. ”

Emperor Yao nodded, very satisfied.

Feng Zhengyang had already decided to worship Emperor Yao as his teacher when he came out of Yixian Residence, whether it was from the opportunity given to him by the other party or because the other party was also from a literati background, there was no reason to refuse.

"Master, can the disciple go out now, there is a competition where I need to play. ”

Then Feng Zhengyang told Emperor Yao about his own affairs.

After finishing speaking, before Feng Zhengyang could react, he opened his eyes and returned to the room, looking at the tortoise shell in his hand, as if nothing had happened in the past few days, and there was an extra cyan sword weapon in his hand.

But the uplift in his state of mind told him that it wasn't a dream.

"Zhengyang, come to find a teacher after the competition. ”

Then the voice of Emperor Yao came from the tortoise shell.

The next day.

Because he came from a literati family, his parents would go out every day to teach or meet the literati conference, although the literati were not popular, but relatively speaking, there were still ordinary people who just wanted to study every day and live a stable life.

Today's Fengdu City is particularly lively, not only there are literary seminars, but what is more exciting is the annual competition, since the last time Lin Ye was won, the Lin family has been particularly lively, after all, the family elite was actually defeated by an unknown literati, so that the Lin family has no face.

Lin family.

Bang bang, I only heard the sound of smashing things in a room somewhere, accompanied by the sound of swearing.

"That bastard, he's gone! Don't let me find him, damn it!"

If Feng Zhengyang saw this person, he would definitely be surprised, it was Lin Ye, at this time, his hair was messy, his eyes were bloodshot, his face was hideous, his mood was chaotic, and his eyes were full of hatred.

The pride of a martial arts family was defeated by an unknown mortal, what a shame it was, in his opinion.

In fact, it is normal to win and lose in martial arts, but if the utilitarian heart is too heavy, too important to win or lose, and the mood is chaotic, you will go crazy.

At this time, the unknown mortal Feng Zhengyang has come to the competition venue, unlike the first battle, the stands are now full of people, which can be described as a sea of people.

First, because the annual competition in Wind Capital City is undoubtedly the best resource for various families, and everyone wants to climb up desperately.

The second is because everyone heard that the son of the Lin family was defeated by an unknown boy, although the Lin family is not as famous as the Sima family, but it is also a little famous, the important thing is that it is still a literati, this is undoubtedly a bombshell, everyone wants to see this literati.

Listening to the sound of the opening stage, after several battles, it was finally the turn of the wind.

He walked to the ring while listening to the referee.

"The wind is blowing against Mo Qing. ”

The audience was very puzzled, because there was no Mo family in Fengdu City, so it was undoubtedly a small person for them, but his opponent pushed the shouts of the scene to a climax.

Feng Zhengyang, a literati and an unknown mortal, defeated the pride of the Lin family, although most people thought that he relied on luck, but this also gave them something to look at.

Seeing the comers, several people in the stands hurriedly left, only to see that they were dressed in clothes with the word Lin tattooed on their backs, obviously the eyes and ears of the Lin family.

Feng Zhengyang looked at Mo Qing who was standing opposite him, and he was particularly cautious, he couldn't easily expose himself before he knew the strength of the other party.

But Mo Qing didn't think so, the moment the referee announced, his body had begun to change dramatically, the clothes on his body burst open, his body became stronger and stronger, his originally dark skin had strange markings, his eyes had turned into green eyes, and his fists turned into claws, like an orc.

"Demon beast! I didn't expect there to really be this kind of exercise. ”

Feng Zhengyang glanced at Mo Qing's changes and knew that he had seen the appearance of demon beasts recorded in ancient books.

It is recorded in ancient books: Demon beast transformation is a kind of exercise derived from heaven and earth, and the cultivator can change into the appearance of the demon beast, and the physical strength is above the demon beast, and there is a chance that he will have the powerful ability of the demon beast.

According to ancient books, it has been hundreds of years since the last appearance of demon beasts, but I didn't expect to see it today.

The crowd in the stands was even more excited, but they didn't expect that at the same time as the literati appeared, there was also a strange guy.

"What is this, demon beast?" someone asked in confusion.

"This is called demon beastization, as the name suggests, it is a practice in which humans can have the body and ability of demon beasts. A well-informed old man replied.

Mo Qing naturally didn't stop, his majestic legs suddenly exerted force, bursting out at an astonishing speed and rushing towards the wind, his right claw moved, and the sound of breaking through the air with a sigh confirmed the destructive power of the claws.

Feng Zhengyang was very calm, his body was slightly sideways, he stepped on the ground with one foot, and with a drink, his body withdrew from the opponent's attack range, and his physical strength was no longer the time when he fought against Lin Ye.

When he reached the state of distraction, his physical strength changed dramatically.

I saw that the claws scratched five deep marks on the ground, which showed the strength of its attack.

Mo Qing's first blow missed, and the second blow followed, and Feng Zheng raised his hand to reveal a sharp sword, which was the cyan sword weapon obtained from the tortoise shell.

Sonorous, the claws and the sword collided, sparks flew everywhere, and the speed of the two became faster and faster, and the two claws kept colliding.

"These two are unknown figures, but their strength is so terrifying, they are only seventeen, they have such ability, and they can become great weapons in the future. ”

Some viewers sighed.

I am afraid that the strength of these two people is among the best in the martial arts family.

on the field.

The collision between the two caused the ring to be wreaked havoc, the ring was made of the famous white steel rock of the Wind Capital City, and the hardness was extremely terrifying, but they were all destroyed like this, and the weapons of the two were suffocating.

Bang, the two of them pulled apart, and they were inseparable for a while.

"One move to determine the winner, the wind is blowing, you are going to lose!" Mo Qing said.

His whole body swelled again, and his claws erupted with a green glow that made people shudder.

"Not necessarily!"

I saw that the wind was rising, and the aura of the whole body skyrocketed, and the distracted state began to frantically absorb the aura around him, condense in his body, and turn into the sword.

Drink! The two sides shouted, and their figures suddenly left the place and rushed towards both sides.

A sword and a claw collided together again with terrifying might.

Thundered

The ring collapsed instantly, the smoke billowed out, and the spectators in the stands couldn't see the situation of the two at all, only the two knew that they had fought several times.

Mo Qing's claws continued to attack the wind, and it was extremely fast, worthy of the ability obtained after the transformation of the demon beast.

"Actually, my demon beast did not inherit the ability of the demon beast, but my body also benefited from it!"

Mo Qing said as he attacked.

Feng Zhengyang resisted the opponent's attack calmly, and every movement was extremely silent, which was what he realized from the flood map, Emperor Yao still did not change his face in the face of such a terrifying group of wild beasts, and he was as steady as Mount Tai.

I saw that Feng Zhengyang's speed also began to speed up, the speed and strength of the sword began to burst out, turning defense into attack, and with a light sword, Mo Qing was repulsed, and the sword aura in his hand became more and more intense, and as soon as Feng Zhengyang raised his hand, a terrifying deterrent force followed.

Boom, boom, boom.

The smoke dispersed, Mo Qing had already returned to his human appearance, kneeling on the ground, and the wind was raising a man and a sword, standing proudly opposite.

Seeing this scene, the audience fell silent, and then burst into violent cheers.

"The wind is blowing, the wind is blowing!"

The crowd shouted his name.

One sword and one person, proudly independent, gentle and elegant, killing invisible.

This sword was comprehended in Emperor Yao's movements, the kind of majesty that overlooks the crowd.

"I lost. After Mo Qing finished speaking, he fell into a coma, and he didn't understand the meaning of that sword until he fell into a coma, but he knew that he was not wronged.

The wind is blowing, a mortal, but extraordinary.