Smiling Proud Wanderer Chapter 66: About Dou (3)

As soon as Yue Lingshan left, the figure of Feng Qingyang came from a distance again. He turned his head to look at Yue Feng, suddenly became more angry, and said: "Boy, what did you mean?"

Yue Feng lowered his head, his previous arrogance disappeared on his face, instead he spoke in a low voice: "The younger generation makes their own claim, and I also ask Uncle Feng Taishi to forgive me."

Feng Qingyang looked at Yue Feng, and suddenly showed a look of surprise. After a long time, he said, "Forget it this time. My martial arts can't be learned by just looking at it, otherwise it would not be considered true. Go deep in martial arts."

Yue Feng couldn't help flashing a hint of joy, and he said: "Thank you, Master Uncle."

"Hmph, I'm telling the truth." Feng Qingyang shook his head and said, "If my martial arts is so easy to learn, it won't be a successor to everyone." Then, he He sighed again: "It's a pity that your swordsmanship is already done and it's not suitable for what I learned, otherwise..."

When Yue Feng heard this, he didn't understand the meaning of the wind. Although Feng Qingyang didn't fully understand what he had learned at this time, he also knew that Yue Feng would definitely not learn swordsmanship from him. He shook his head and said, "Thank you, Master Tai, for your kindness. As long as Master Tai allows disciples to watch on the side, you don't need to take care of everything else."

Seeing that Yue Feng didn’t believe him, Feng Qingyang smiled helplessly, and said, “I’m a bit curious. Your own swordsmanship should not be weak, so why don’t you give it to her? My sister also needs to hide her privately."

"Wu Xue Zang's private book is common sense, even father and son husband and wife have it." Yue Feng shook his head and said, "It's just not for Lingshan. It's not that I don't want her to learn, but she doesn't. Willing to work hard, I will never learn my martial arts." Yue Feng suddenly had a melancholy expression on his face, and said: "The younger generation asked her to follow, just hope she can learn the quick method."

"A quick way, how do you know I will have it?" Feng Qingyang asked with a slight change of face.

Yue Feng naturally knew that Feng Qingyang had a set of Dugu Nine Swords, but naturally he couldn’t say that, but he just said: “The Taishi Uncle naturally has them, otherwise, why do you have the confidence to let Linghu Chong pass through my hands? Ten tricks. You know, the martial arts of my Huashan School has always been gradual, even the original Jianzong, there is no reason for people to become a master in one fell swoop."

"You are smart." Feng Qingyang couldn't help frowning when he heard this. For Yue Feng, the more he touched, the more he felt a little bit invisible. I always feel that there is a secret hidden in Yue Feng, but I can't tell it anyway. Shaking his head, Feng Qingyang said again: "Since you are so confident, then I don't care about it. But how do you proceed with the competition?"

Yue Feng smiled slightly and said: "We are limited to half a month. Every time you teach Linghu Chong for half a month, let him compete with me once. If Linghu Chong can achieve 20 moves unbeaten, even if I lose. If it doesn't work. , You are teaching him for half a month. After half a month, I competed with him again. Until then, Master Feng can't do anything anymore, then I won."

Feng Qingyang couldn't help but frown. Listening to Yue Feng's words, he wanted to completely stay at the top of the cliff. He has long been accustomed to living like a wild crane, and he is not willing to be subject to such constraints. But after all he remained somewhat competitive, shook his head, and said: "Half a month is too long, let's try the last time in three days."

"Okay, three days is three days." Yue Feng didn't hesitate at all, but his answer was simple. His attitude made Feng Qingyang confused for a while.

Just listen to Yue Feng continuing to say: "Then we start from tomorrow, every three days, I will compete with Linghu once. In these three days, if you teach him martial arts, I will just observe and never interrupt. If so, Some things are inconvenient to me, and I will naturally avoid it. As for my own swordsmanship, you can also come and observe."

Feng Qingyang couldn't help but hesitate when he heard that Yue Feng wanted to see him teach Linghu's swordsmanship. But when Yue Feng finished speaking, he still nodded, just saying: "Okay, so we'll be settled."

At this moment, Yue Feng suddenly turned his gaze to Linghu Chong, and said, "You really decided to learn his martial arts, don't regret it? You know, once you choose this way, you may be completely stuck in the bottleneck in the future and cannot break through. "

"Boy, don't be alarmist." A trace of dissatisfaction flashed across Feng Qingyang's face, and he said: "Where is the matter as serious as you said."

Yue Feng shook his head, and said: "Whether what I said is true, Master Tai should know better than me. Although Linghu Chong has a good talent, he is already quite young. Even if he is diligent and diligent. To practice internal skills, I am afraid that it will be difficult to reach the level that it should be within ten years. The swordsmanship you teach, Taishishu, is bound to be extraordinary. I am afraid that you will have to study every day to achieve it. One mind is hard to use, if he continues like this I'm afraid I will regret it."

"You speak lightly. Over the past 100 years, there have been no more than ten people who can really reach the level you said. Of course, I have heard of someone like you before." Here, Feng Qingyang couldn't help showing a puzzled expression on his face, and suddenly sighed: "Linghu Chong, the current level of this kid, if I can say that I can get to that point, I am afraid I can't believe it. It's better to learn the superior swordsmanship. At that time, it may not be impossible to defeat the strong with the weak and fight against the top masters."

Linghu Chong has always been praised for being an excellent talent, but it was the first time that the number of people was limited in aptitude, and it was the first time that he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. At the same time, he was even more dissatisfied with Yue Feng.

Yue Feng suddenly shook his head, and said decisively: "Uncle Tai's words are different. Your old man now wants to be nearly a hundred years old, and his cultivation has reached the level of unparalleled in the world. I want to be better than anyone else. I understand that the essence of martial arts is not to dig the strong and help the weak, nor to fight against others, but to other things. My Huashan school's martial arts is even more true."

Feng Qingyang couldn't help but startled. After a long time, he sighed and said: "I can't tell you, but you are a bit too far. Linghu Chong, what we just said, you can also hear clearly I don’t blame you if you want to. You can choose for yourself."

Linghu Chong couldn't help but was stunned, thinking carefully about the gains and losses. Those who learn martial arts do not want to be able to go further and take advantage of others. As for the true meaning of martial arts, it is not so clear. At least, he didn't understand Linghu Chong at all. .

After pondering for a while, Linghu bowed to Feng Qingyang and said: "Uncle Tai, my disciples are willing to learn."

"Linghu Chong, have you really decided?" An inexplicable emotion was born in Yue Feng's heart. When he was reading the novel, he was once excited about the advanced swordsmanship that Linghu Chong learned. At this time, not only did he not envy him, but he was all sad.

Originally, Linghu was asked to rush to Si Guoya to learn swordsmanship this time. If both of them had agreed with Yue Buqun and his wife, Yue Feng would definitely not agree. Therefore, he made his own opinion and said the first words, so that Linghu Chong must not delay his internal strength training. But now it seems that everything was said in vain.

Linghu rushed to look at Yue Feng with a smile on his face, and said: "I learned martial arts later than you did. Neither internal strength nor swordsmanship can compare to you. More importantly, I'm not as hard as you. You. I used to see you practicing martial arts all the time, and I have envied it. It’s a pity that you can’t hold it for two or three days at most. Now that I have such an opportunity, I naturally can’t miss it." He had been stuck in his heart for many years, and he finally said it today, only feeling unspeakable.

Yue Feng looked at Linghu Chong with a complicated expression on his face, and finally nodded without saying much.

That night, Yue Feng didn't leave Si Guoya, so he stayed there and began to practice swordsmanship on his own. Even though Yue Feng still maintained his habit of cultivating hard during the recent outing. But after all, I have to hurry every day, and it's not Huashan, so I can't be as diligent as usual. In addition, Yue Feng's cultivation level reached a bottleneck, and his heart was upset, and he was not willing to cultivate hard, so he was a little slack.

At this time, he had already returned to Mount Hua. He had already recovered his mind. Naturally, he couldn't relax like a mountain, so he continued his practice of Yangwu Sword.

The Yangwu swordsmanship, at this time in Yue Feng's hands, is no longer a simple swordsmanship. When Yue Feng used this sword technique, there was no fixed sword move at all, as if he was swinging it at will. But the awe-inspiring meaning in swordsmanship can be felt at a glance.

Feng Qingyang looked at Yue Feng's swordsmanship, and had no confidence that Linghu Chong would be able to perform twenty moves under his hands three days later. I just hope that Linghu will be more competitive, make faster progress, and help himself win this competition as soon as possible.

Later, Feng Qingyang understood why Linghu Chong had no confidence in him, and even he himself couldn't help but feel jealous. Because he finally saw another aspect of Yue Feng, which was his physical fitness.

Yue Feng has been practicing swords since noon. I just ate a little bit in the middle, so I didn't rest. It wasn't until the dawn of the next day that Yue Feng was slightly tired. But after only adjusting his breath for half an hour, he returned to his original spirit again.

Feng Qingyang couldn't help but be curious, and cursed secretly in his heart, calling out Yue Feng's abnormality, and his estimation of Yue Feng couldn't help but a higher level.

Yue Feng began to exercise his body spontaneously when he was just able to walk, and when he was three years old, he developed internal strength. He has already brought the advantage of traversal to the extreme, so how can his physical fitness be bad?

Wait until he started practicing Zixia Divine Art, he has acquired innate true energy since then. Although the innate true qi did not have a big effect on the improvement of his martial arts, it can nourish his body well. All innate masters will be able to prolong their lives because they have entered the innate realm. For example, although Feng Qingyang is about to reach the end of a hundred years old, he still looks vigorous, let alone Yue Feng. At this time, as long as he didn't want to stop, no matter how long he practiced swordsmanship, he wouldn't be tired. At most, he would be a little tired in spirit.

Originally, Yue Feng had to practice the Zixia magical skill, so his sword practice time was very limited every day. But now because of the bottleneck, he has stopped practicing his internal strength, so all his time is spent on swordsmanship. Ling Huchong was more familiar with Yue Feng, and it was better to see this situation. As for Feng Qingyang, and Yue Feng had just met, so naturally they were surprised.