Vito was dressed in a warrior's power suit, holding a long sword in both hands, with his feet apart, standing with his head held high in the training ground of the Mena family, staring at Chen Fusheng and the others with blazing eyes, although Wen De in front of him was not carrying a weapon, but after a night of familiarizing himself with the new force, his momentum was high, and he was obviously much more powerful than when he had just broken through last night.

Vinika changed into a maple leaf pattern tunic dress this time, under the constraints of the sea blue ribbon, it became more and more small waist and slender, one hand can hold it, and the touch of white on the chest is also because of some more abundance that is not there, in Chen Fusheng's point of view, it can be said that it is immoral, but after yesterday's turmoil, Chen Fusheng probably also understood that the people here are open, and they are not the same as Daqi.

"Although Lord Viscount has asked me to be your tutor for a while, I am neither a mage nor a pure martial artist, and I may not be able to guide you much on a different path. ”

Wen De's heart moved slightly, and he was about to make a gesture to Vito behind him when he saw Chen Fusheng smiling and smiling, and then he felt that his body was tight, and Chen Fusheng in front of him turned into a towering mountain, pressing himself, and he who had already broken through the silver high level couldn't have a little courage and fighting spirit.

"Why is there such a big difference in the strength of the silver rank and the gold rank, especially in the face of a profession like a bard, or is this Mr. Chen's strength a strong man even if he is placed in the gold rank?!"

Vito pursed his lips, although he had focused all his energy on knightly cultivation all these years, he was born in a noble family and did not lack wisdom commensurate with his strength.

"I'm curious about your magic method of keeping me where you were last night without casting any magic, if this isn't a secret inheritance of your genre, can you tell me how you did it?"

The high-level knight is invincible on the battlefield with the help of the war horse under his crotch, wielding a spear and a big sword, but it is inevitable that the fine control is insufficient, even a silver high-level knight like Wende can't see the techniques used by Chen Fusheng, which naturally makes Vito envious, of course, he also knows that Chen Fusheng has no friendship with the Mena family, and he doesn't dare to expect Chen Fusheng to teach him, but he just wants to know the principle and then learn from his own martial arts.

"What's this. ”

Chen Fusheng smiled, gestured in the void in front of Vito, and said: " The magician is to use spiritual power to mobilize the world and even the four major elemental planes of the elements to release spells, and the knight swordsman these warriors The so-called fighting qi internal qi is more inclined to operate the qi and blood in the body to release out, if the fighting qi is compared to the flowing water, then the path they flow through is a river, but if it is to build a dam on the river, it is equivalent to adding a lock to the knight's fighting qi, this method of intercepting the pulse and pointing points is not too clever, people in our school will more or less do this one or two, but our school is sparsely populated, and it is not much to show up, so not many people know it。 ”

"I don't know much about it, but it sounds amazing. Hearing these words, Vito's eyes were full of brilliance, and he was eager to try, but Wen De, who had regained his freedom after Chen Fusheng withdrew his thoughts, frowned slightly, Chen Fusheng said this simply, but from his silver level point of view, it was difficult to do it.

With the barrier of the body, muscles and bones, how can it be so easy to explore the laws of other people's fighting spirits, when fighting, you can distinguish life and death in just an instant, and how to seize the tiny gap between the whiskers and let you calmly perform these means, the opponent is not a rabbit who has no power to fight back and can only passively bear it, and the power to enter is less, I am afraid that I will be immediately crushed by the powerful fighting spirit, and the power used is great, it is better to directly break the opponent's hands and feet, this Mr. Chen is a strong man of the golden level, and he knows magic, and his perception is far sharper than that of a pure martial artist, and it is normal to be able to easily restrain Vito, a little knight who has not even broken through the silver level, but this technique is of little use in the struggle of the same rank.

As a knight who is loyal to his faith, Wende has the heart to remind the heir of the Mena family, but remembering that Chen Fusheng quietly suppressed himself while talking to Vito, and quietly withdrew the words when he came to his mouth, rather than arousing the displeasure of this gold-level powerhouse, it was more beneficial to the Mena family in front of him, after all, what he was loyal to was the Mena family first, the head of the family Viscount Maas, and then it was the turn of Vito, the heir who had just come of age.

Wen De's idea naturally cannot be regarded as a mistake, and even invisibly fits the essence of the martial arts at some levels, but limited to his own realm and inheritance, compared to Chen Fusheng, his vision is always much narrower, and it is difficult to imagine the subtlety of the inheritance in another world.

And on Chen Fusheng's body, his Kunpeng insight allowed him to peek through the virtual and real changes of the opponent's true yuan mana, and even in the realm of refining gang, he could break through the golden pill realm of others, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was his best skill.

That being the case, let's go from shallow to deep and take our time. ”

Looking at the longing in Vito's eyes, Chen Fusheng smiled with satisfaction, stretched out his hand and swiped in the air, and the infinite water vapor gathered in the air, turning into a stream of water, stretching and shrinking to the size of an adult man.

"That's it. ”

Vinika's beautiful eyes stared, looking at Chen Fusheng intently, and her spiritual power was released early.

In her "view", Chen Fusheng's every movement was full of infinite beauty, and there was no need to even chant a mantra, the water elements between heaven and earth and even the water elemental plane were like rivers rushing to the sea, converging towards Chen Fusheng's side, arranging and combining according to his thoughts.

It's like a soldier meeting a monarch!

This is something that she, a magician of the water element, feels very deeply.

According to her understanding, most bards only have some auxiliary magic, and it is difficult to control water and fire like Chen Fusheng.

"Could it be that this Mr. Chen really has some special bloodline?"

Looking at Chen Fusheng's hair color and eyes, which were different from ordinary people, Vinica was thoughtful.

Vito touched his head, feeling that his head was getting bigger, the red and blue lines on the water man's body were criss-crossed, plus the dozens of light points that were distributed all over the body, and were deliberately marked by Chen Fusheng, just like an extremely complex military map, although the knight's mental power surpassed that of ordinary people, after all, he was used to solving problems with fists and knives and guns, and he was really not very good at these.

As if seeing Vito's difficulty, Chen Fusheng casually put away the water man, and said with a smile: "You don't have the foundation of our school, and it is indeed a little difficult for you to understand it immediately, so let's do it, in our hometown, there is such a sentence among martial artists, to the effect that before learning to beat people, you must first learn to be beaten, so let's pick up the sword in your hand and attack me, I will let you feel the martial arts of our school." ”

"That's fine. ”

Vito perked up, but when he saw that Chen Fusheng's hands were empty, and then looked back at the javelins, spears, and swords that were full of javelins, spears, and swords on the wall behind him, he couldn't help frowning, "Mr. Chen, what kind of weapon are you good at, our family ...... immediately"

"No, this one is enough. ”

Watching Chen Fusheng pick up the verdant flute that seemed to be dripping from his waist, Vito frowned even deeper, he had seen Chen Fusheng use this magic last night, and knew that in addition to the instrument, it should still be a good staff, but such a fragile thing was afraid that it would break when touched in the battle of the martial artist, and like this flute, Chen Fusheng's hands were too delicate, the ten fingers were slender and delicate, there was no callus, not even a trace of pores could not be seen, this was not a pair of hands that had held swords and weapons, although this Mr. Chen had already shown his exquisite control of strength, but he really used his hands, I am afraid that there is not much strength at all。

Subconsciously looked at Wen De, and seeing him nodding, Vito suddenly realized that although Chen Fusheng was used to putting away his mana, he looked harmless to humans and animals, but he was a real gold-level powerhouse, even if he missed, he had no possibility of hurting him.

Pulling out the long sword, holding a sword flower in his hand, when he stepped forward, Vito had already adjusted his breathing pace, and there was no one else in his eyes except Chen Fusheng, the last few steps suddenly accelerated, and an earthy yellow luster quietly rose on the long sword in his hand and slashed down.

"Yes, in terms of strength alone, it is not much worse than a master who has opened dozens of tricks. ”

Facing this sword with the sound of whistling wind, Chen Fusheng smiled slightly, and did not back down, but went head-on, the bamboo flute lightly touched the blade of the sword, and the layer of thin but actually heavy and abnormal earthy yellow fighting qi collapsed and became invisible, Vito only felt that the long sword seemed to be hit by lightning, and his arm was numb, followed by a burst of soreness, softness, and indescribable discomfort, and even the fighting qi that flowed in the body in the past could not be raised.

"It's amazing, is this what is called pulse amputation?!"

Taking three steps back, Vito took a long breath, shook off the residual afterglow of the sword, used the breathing method to adjust the breath, and then rushed forward again, learning the lesson of the last time, this time he did not completely bless the fighting qi to the sword, but instilled it into the wrist, the palm of his fingers, and swung it with the fastest and greatest strength, constantly changing directions, and the long sword in his hand brought a round of silver light, just like a fast-turning windmill.

Chen Fusheng shook his head, this kind of swordsmanship that seems to be like a peacock opening the screen looks endless, and it is really invincible to deal with low-handedness, but if you really want to solve it, you only need to hit it with all your strength, but since you want to show this noble young master the method of intercepting the pulse, you have to change the method.

Like a leisurely walk, indescribably leisurely, Chen Fusheng slowly raised the piano flute in his hand that was less than two feet and inserted it into the shadow of the sword in the sky.

The last time Vito took the initiative to choose to retreat, this time he had to retreat, seven times in a row, one step bigger than one step, and the footprints were getting deeper and deeper, and when Vito stabilized his body, more than a dozen points of cold light flew away, and the carbon steel long sword in his hand was not even a short foot on the hilt.

Grabbing it with one hand, and scooping back the dozen or so pieces of fragments that were disintegrating around him, Chen Fusheng looked at Vito with interest and shouted, holding the remnant sword that he had been holding with one hand with both hands, and then his body erupted with a far more fierce fighting aura than before, and every step out left a deep footprint on the solid ground of the training ground, and the fighting spirit was instilled into the body of this sword that was not much longer than a dagger now, swallowing out a sword two feet long and three fingers wide, and slashed at Chen Fusheng.

When the sword qi arrived, a gust of wind was raised, countless dust stirred up, revealing in the sunlight, and a neat crack with a finger length appeared under Vito's feet, extending towards Chen Fusheng.

This time, Chen Fusheng didn't bother to use the flute transformed by the green bamboo sword at all, inserted the flute back into his waist, swayed, and took a series of strange steps to miss the sword, and flicked his fingers.

This time, the speed of the fighting qi dissipated was far faster than before, and Vito, who maintained the momentum of the forward rush, watched in a daze as the long sword of fighting qi in his palm returned to emptiness again, and before he could react, he saw Chen Fusheng's right hand reaching, grabbing an arm, twisting and turning, and then shaking the momentum, there was a subtle but unusually condensed force along Chen Fusheng's five fingers into the body, straight into the limbs, at this moment, Vito instinctively felt that every bone in his body, every muscle, and even the skin on the tips of his hair were controlled by this Mr. Chen, and the other party could fiddle with it at will like a pile of building blocks, and the fighting qi in his body actually did not react at all。