Lin Feng smiled faintly.
Naturally, he could sense the hostility of this' Li Ming '.
But...
What did it matter?
"Xuan Er, I heard you met the Zhu Rong Shaman Tribe?" Li Ming asked with concern.
"Yes." Wei Xuan nodded and turned to look at Lin Feng. She smiled sweetly, "Thanks to Brother Lin's help, I was able to survive. Xuan 'er's luck is not bad."
Feeling the tenderness in Xuan Er's words, Li Ming looked at Lin Feng with even more jealousy. He bit his lips, beat his chest and blamed himself, "It's all my fault. I had to shut myself away for the selection. Otherwise, I wouldn't have put you in danger. The Zhu Rong Clan is nothing, hmph!"
Lin Feng smiled when he heard the jealousy in Li Ming's words.
"It's all right, Senior Brother Li." Xuan Er nodded with a smile. However, she sounded distant from Li Ming.
Li Ming hurriedly said, "Don't worry, Xuan 'er. I'll definitely protect you during this trip to the Chaotic Mountain Range."
Wei Xuan smiled and nodded. "See you then. Senior Brother Li, Xuan Er has something to do. I'll leave now." Before Li Ming could respond, Wei Xuan looked at Lin Feng and smiled sweetly. "Lin Da Ge, let's go. Uncle Hai will be back soon."
She held Lin Feng's hand and walked towards Feng Yang Palace, not minding the gazes of 'others'.
The corners of Lin Feng's mouth slowly curled up when he saw the cunning look in Xuan Er's eyes.
He had also acted as a shield for this one time.
Li Ming's heart ached when he saw the two of them leave hand in hand. He clutched his chest with his right hand and his eyes were about to spit fire. He had grown up with Xuan Er and had never seen her so intimate with any man. Li Ming gritted his teeth and the veins on his forehead bulged.
...
They walked into Feng Yang Palace.
"He can't see." Lin Feng smiled meaningfully.
Wei Xuan stuck out her tongue and immediately let go of his hand. "Sorry, Lin Da Ge."
"Nothing." Lin Feng smiled. "Why? Is this Senior Brother Li not good enough? "
Shaking her head, Wei Xuan pouted and said, "Xuan-er doesn't like him."
A simple sentence was enough to sentence Li Ming to death. Lin Feng smiled and did not ask further. Looking around the 'Feng Yang Palace', it was quite spacious, like a training field. The gray stone on the walls had already faded, and it seemed to be from a long time ago.
Suddenly —
Lin Feng's gaze focused on a spot a thousand meters ahead.
There were seven human-shaped statues there. They looked like they were made of wood, but they also looked like they were made of stone. Each of the human-shaped statues was doing a strange action.
Lin Feng's eyes flickered as if he had sensed something. However, he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
It was as if the seven statues contained some sort of secret.
Nodding thoughtfully, Lin Feng murmured, "Is this … Feng Yang Hall?"
"Yes." Wei Xuan smiled. "All kinds of grand events, such as competitions and selections, are held here!"
"Let's go, Lin Da Ge. I will take you to Uncle Hai." After she finished speaking, Wei Xuan familiarly entered the place like a joyful elf. Lin Feng gently nodded his head. His gaze lingered on the seven statues for one last time before he quickly followed her.
…
Passing through the hall, they entered a side door.
It was a long passage with an antique feel.
After a few turns, their eyes widened. They saw a courtyard where flowers and plants were in full bloom.
"This is the place, Lin Da Ge." Wei Xuan smiled and stuck out her little tongue. "Xuan'er will stop here. If Uncle Hai finds out that Xuan'er is slacking off, he will blame me again." After she finished speaking, she ran off like a little rabbit.
Lin Feng could smell her fragrance. Looking at Xuan Er's back, he couldn't help but smile.
This little girl was quite similar to his younger sister.
Stepping into the courtyard, Lin Feng suddenly tensed up.
The sharp sound of wind breaking could be heard. Strong winds blew in the courtyard. The sharp sound seemed to pierce through space, sending chills down one's spine. A bright light flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. He stomped on the ground with his right foot. His body rose and fell as he charged forward.
Whoosh! In just an instant.
Lin Feng stood on the spot and looked straight ahead.
A hundred meters away, sword light filled the air and formed a picture scroll. The ear-piercing sound came from there!
"Senior Hai!" Lin Feng's eyes flashed.
Looking ahead, the figure that looked like a dragon was constantly changing his footsteps. His speed was so fast that his body formed a few afterimages. The most amazing thing was his' sword technique '. His emerald green sword danced like a group of dancing dragons.
Like a tree blooming and falling, like a pine tree reaching the sky, sword light filled the air.
"So powerful!" Lin Feng was shocked.
That was a concept that was even deeper than Returning to Origin. It was a feeling that truly merged with one's body.
The sword seemed to have spirit, as if it had a life of its own.
"Turning complexity into simplicity, then simplicity, then complexity!" Lin Feng's eyes lit up.
At this moment, feeling the concept of the sword, Lin Feng's mind seemed to be enlightened. All along, he had thought that Returning to Origin was the limit of his spear art. But now, he was greatly enlightened.
"It's sword intent!" These two words appeared in Lin Feng's mind.
The concept of the sword!
"Swords have sword intent. Spears also have spear intent!" Lin Feng thought.
The level of weapons was almost the same.
Once the principle was the same, all would be clear.
He looked deeply at Wei Hai's sword dance, even though he couldn't understand the profoundness of the sword. The sword was long and light. It didn't seem to have any offensive power. But Lin Feng felt that it wasn't that simple. Every dance seemed to cause the air to vibrate. There was a special feeling.
What was it …
What was it?!
Lin Feng frowned. He was even more puzzled.
But he couldn't understand!
Suddenly — —
"Whoosh!" A wave of energy came towards him. The whistling sound was like a snake moving.
The speed was extremely fast!
"Wind Vortex!" Lin Feng reacted quickly. His eyes focused. The thousands of small holes on his right leg gathered the energy of heaven and earth, sending a recoil force. Lin Feng's figure rapidly retreated. The rotation of his human spirit caused a black fog to condense, and a deep black aura instantly emanated from his body.
"Oh?"
A soft sound seemed to be transmitted to his ears. Lin Feng didn't care about it at all.
Bang!! The Nightmare Spear was unsheathed.
A fiery red light appeared. The wind was fierce, shaking slightly. As if it felt its master's boiling battle intent, the Nightmare Spear thundered. At this moment, a cold light appeared in front of him. A sword light broke through the black fog and instantly pierced through!
"So powerful!" Lin Feng was shocked.
Wei Hai's sword seemed ordinary, but it was extraordinarily fast. His sword technique was strange and indescribable.
After being weakened by the black fog, his attack was still so fierce.
"Sharp Shawl!" Lin Feng retreated with his right leg. Although he was at a disadvantage, his long spear shook and danced, forming a spear light in front of him.
But …
He couldn't block it!
He couldn't block it at all!
That sword light was like a vine. It curved upwards, bypassing the black fog and bypassing the gaps in the spear light.
It pierced straight in front of him!
It was like a pine tree growing upwards. The branches of the tree were one after another, but the main trunk was straight in, without the slightest bend. A sword intent full of vitality and power seemed to give this green treasure sword a new life.
In the blink of an eye —
"Chi!" The sword light stopped at the tip of his throat.
If it moved forward, Lin Feng would die under the sword.
Complete defeat!
Sweat dripped from his forehead. Lin Feng truly felt the huge gap between them.
Although his strength was indeed inferior to Senior Hai's, he didn't expect to be completely defeated in a single exchange.
The innate skill he was so proud of, 'black fog', didn't have any effect at all.
"Hua!" That sword qi disappeared in an instant.
Lin Feng looked forward. Wei Hai was looking at him with a smile and nodding.
"I've learned something, Senior." Lin Feng was sincerely convinced.
Wei Hai smiled faintly and pointed to a stone bench not far away. "Sit, Brother Lin Feng."
"What a powerful sword technique." Lin Feng shook his head and sighed.
Wei Hai shook his head. "I only had the advantage of strength." Looking at Lin Feng deeply, Wei Hai's eyes were filled with envy. "Brother Lin Feng, that black fog just now … was very powerful. My sword seemed to have hit a wall. The deeper it went, the harder it got. If Brother Lin Feng's strength had reached the Starcraft level, my sword technique would have been weakened by the black fog. I'm afraid it would have been difficult for me to succeed. "
"Senior Hai is too humble." Lin Feng shook his head lightly. "In terms of sword techniques, Senior Hai is far superior to this junior."
"Sword technique." Wei Hai smiled. "It's just the accumulation of time."
"However …" Wei Hai suddenly changed his tone and frowned. "Brother Lin Feng, your spear technique seems … a little off."
"Off?" Lin Feng was surprised.
Wei Hai hesitated. "My strength naturally can't be compared to your master's, but I'm very curious. Brother Lin, where did you learn your spear technique? Spear techniques only focus on form and strength. There's no spear intent to speak of. This spear technique can be used to deal with mutated beasts, but in a battle of the same level, there's no advantage at all. "
Lin Feng blushed slightly. "My master did not teach me any spear techniques."
"So that's how it is." Wei Hai nodded and said seriously, "Brother Lin Feng, your spear technique's realm is not bad. It's just that your spear technique is too rigid on the explosion of 'strength', which is the so-called 'form'. This is wrong. If the spear technique cannot hit its target, what's the use of it, no matter how strong it is? "
"Exquisite, pure, deeply feel the mysteries of the spear technique. Only then can you unleash the 'intent' of the spear." Wei Hai said seriously.
Lin Feng nodded thoughtfully. He somewhat understood.
It was like a child holding a strong weapon, but it could not compare to an adult's bare hands.
Spear intent surpassed spear form!
"The weapon manuals of Tianwu Continent place too much emphasis on 'force'. The stronger the explosion of force, the better. But they ignore the essence of the weapon." Lin Feng nodded thoughtfully. If Wei Hai had not reminded him, he did not know how long he would have walked down this wrong path.
"Thank you for your reminder, Senior Hai." Lin Feng said sincerely.
"You're welcome." Wei Hai smiled. He then took out a book and placed it on the table. "If you don't mind, Brother Brother Lin can take it."
Lin Feng's eyes immediately lit up.
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