In the small bamboo forest.
A figure was dancing like a butterfly. His footsteps were messy, and the flame-like spear in his hand was constantly thrusting out.
"What a strange spear technique." Lin Feng's eyes were sparkling. The Nightmare Demon Spear seemed to be powerless and soft. While dancing, one couldn't feel the explosion of energy. However, when the breeze blew, there was a slight spear aura condensing. It felt as if one could move a thousand pounds with little effort.
The first move, Breeze Blow.
"Only thirty percent of my strength can be used to attack, defend, advance, and retreat."
"To master Breeze Blow, the key lies in the word 'blow'."
"Something is missing … …"
Lin Feng frowned. His eyes were filled with confusion.
Spear techniques weren't difficult to learn. He had practiced the spear since he was young, and he had even bitterly trained the foundation of spear techniques in the 'Thirty-Three Layers of Heaven'.
To reach the 'Returning to Origin' realm, he had taken one step after another. His foundation was very solid.
Xiu! Chi ~
The sound of the Nightmare Demon Spear was constantly released. Lin Feng stepped and waved his spear, searching for that feeling. It was as if he was searching for the memories of his body. With every thrust, he could feel the 'life' of the spear. That was the embodiment of spear intent.
In the past, when practicing the spear, he focused on 'form'.
Now, what he comprehended was' intent '.
It was a fundamental improvement.
"Spear intent, spear intent … …"
"It's the concept hidden in the spear technique."
Lin Feng closed his eyes. His mind was completely focused.
At this moment, everything else was thrown out of the window. His body followed the 'spear' like a shadow.
The feeling was very strange.
"Breeze Blow, is it 'gentle'?"
"It's just that … … if the spear technique only focuses on concept, where is the power of the spear?"
Lin Feng thought hard about it. He didn't have a teacher, he could only study by himself.
However, he was already used to it.
Since young, Lin Xiaotian had deliberately nurtured Lin Feng to be 'independent'. No matter what situation he encountered, he could solve it with his own strength. The path of a martial artist was long. At the end, only the martial artist himself, his heart, and his body would accompany him.
Everything, he had to rely on himself!
"Chi!" The Nightmare Demon Spear thrusted out.
"Hua!" Lin Feng's body froze for a moment.
When he closed his eyes, there seemed to be a figure dancing in his mind. It was very familiar.
This kind of feeling from the heart was like thousands of little bugs biting at his heart. It was numb and very uncomfortable.
However, he needed to find a suitable point!
It was like a path in the darkness. He had to find the door, find the light source, and cut in from the right direction. Lin Feng frowned, his mind completely immersed in it. The dance of the spear seemed to become slower and gentler, as if it had no strength.
It was soft and soft, but there was an indescribable taste that permeated the air.
In an instant —
"Boom!" Lin Feng's head exploded.
In his mind, the word 'Wind' on the cover page of the 《Wind Spear Art》 appeared.
The handwriting that was like a gentle breeze had a hint of gentleness to it. However, it carried the taste of the wind, and there was power hidden within the gentleness.
A light breeze blew past, agile and sharp!
"I understand!" Lin Feng was instantly enlightened.
It was as if a clear spring had spread out, as if a dam had been broken.
Inspiration surged like spring water. His body felt touched from the bottom of his heart. The figure dancing with the spear in his mind seemed to be very close to him, reflecting and merging with him. At this moment, Lin Feng completely found the door and the most correct path.
"Hua!" The Nightmare Demon Spear trembled and vibrated.
It was as if it could feel its master's joy, moving freely in the bamboo forest.
This was the feeling!
Lin Feng was like a child who had picked up candy, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face. He returned to his essence, to his most primitive state. In this Dou Ling World, everything had started anew. The long-lost feeling appeared in his heart again.
Without any distractions, he stepped onto the path of a martial artist!
…
"This is the strength that can kill a witch?" Li Ming was a little stunned.
His sharp eyes stared at the figure dancing in the bamboo forest, flickering with a clear luster.
Li Ming naturally recognized the Wind Spear Art. He knew it better than Lin Feng. Every disciple who had just entered the valley had to cultivate three types of basic weapon secret manuals: sword techniques, saber techniques, and spear techniques. They had one month to choose the most suitable path for themselves.
"You can barely sense the spear intent of the first move, Breeze Blow?" Li Ming did not know whether to laugh or cry.
Lin Feng's spear dance was not coherent. It was as if he had just learned how to walk. He was swaying and bumping into things. Although he could sense the spear intent, it was not easy to use it. No matter how high Lin Feng's spear skills were, he still needed some time to get used to it.
"I thought you were very powerful." Li Ming sneered.
"You're just a witch who relied on your strength to win."
Li Ming's eyes were filled with contempt. He did not hide his aura, which was somewhat provocative.
However …
Lin Feng did not seem to sense it. He did not even raise his head. He was completely immersed in his own world. In Li Ming's eyes, Lin Feng's behavior was even more cowardly and cowardly. He despised Lin Feng. "Coward," Li Ming snorted coldly.
Seeing that Lin Feng did not move, Li Ming ground his teeth. His eyes were filled with determination, but there was nothing he could do.
No matter what, Lin Feng was Wei Hai's guest. In this place …
He could not touch Lin Feng.
"If you have the guts, you can keep hiding here." Li Ming clenched his right fist and bit his lip.
His body rose and fell, and he left immediately.
…
How could Lin Feng not notice Li Ming's presence?
In fact, the moment Li Ming entered the small house in the bamboo forest, Lin Feng already knew.
But …
So what?
Right now, it was the time when his' comprehension 'was at its deepest. The spring water of inspiration in his mind was constantly surging. Every step he took, every wave of the Nightmare Spear, allowed him to deeply sense the' spear intent '. It was like a gentle breeze, soft and gentle with a bit of force.
Slowly, he comprehended and practiced.
At this moment, Lin Feng was completely immersed in the comprehension of Spear Intent.
As for other things, why should he care about them?
"Spear Intent controls the shape of the spear."
"Possessing Spear Intent is like a boorish man who has learned martial arts."
"It can make the shape of the spear more perfect!"
Once understood, all would be clear.
After all, Lin Feng had a deep understanding of the spear.
All paths led to the same destination.
"Swish!" "Swish!"
The brandishing of the Nightmare Devil Spear went from being 'unfamiliar' to gradually getting used to it and moving in a coherent manner. Every time he waved the spear, there seemed to be a special feeling. A gentle breeze blew, carrying a strong force. It was hard and soft at the same time. The force was controlled very carefully.
The feeling of the Spear Intent entered his heart!
"Just like this!" Lin Feng smiled.
After stepping into the Dou Ling World, this was the first time he cultivated the spear art and felt the Spear Intent.
It was very smooth!
…
…
Two days later.
"It's about time." Lin Feng shook the Nightmare Demon Spear in his hand and stabbed forward.
Using only the strength of his arm and half leaning his body, the force exploded.
Thirty percent of the force was very light, allowing him to attack and defend freely.
"The feeling of the Spear Intent is quite perfect." Holding the Nightmare Demon Spear in his right hand, Lin Feng revealed a smile. Grasping the moment of enlightenment, after two days of cultivation, he finally perfectly grasped the first move of the Wind Spear Art.
"Although it's only a Mortal Grade Eight Spear Art, but …"
"Compared to the Sky Spear Art, it's much stronger."
Lin Feng kept the Nightmare Demon Spear and sheathed it.
The emergence of the Spear Intent was the true essence of the Spear Art. It was like a person having a soul and intelligence.
It was completely different from pure force explosion.
"Oh right, why did Xuan Er come to find me?" Lin Feng's eyes lit up. Although he was comprehending the Spear Art, everything around him was under his control. Including Li Ming, who appeared two days ago. Lin Feng also remembered him clearly.
"It seems … because of Xuan Er, he has a lot of enmity towards me." Lin Feng smiled.
From the moment he was used as a shield by Xuan Er, he had already expected this.
But it didn't matter.
Suddenly — —
"Oh?" Lin Feng looked into the distance.
A familiar aura was rapidly approaching. Lin Feng's eyes lit up. Immediately, he revealed a smile.
"Senior Hai." Looking at the figure in front of him, Lin Feng bowed slightly.
"Ha, Brother Lin Feng, how have you been?" Laughing heartily, the person who came was Wei Hai.
"Very good." Lin Feng smiled and nodded.
"Oh?" Wei Hai's eyes lit up. "What's the good news?"
Lin Feng smiled faintly and didn't reply. In an instant, the Golden Demon Spear was drawn out like lightning. The fiery red spear body was like a raging flame.
Bang! The sound of the spear vibrated.
The vibrations in the air formed a slight ripple, like the rhythm of the wind. Lin Feng raised the corner of his mouth. His right hand pierced out like lightning. A light breeze brushed past his face. In an instant, it pierced towards Wei Hai with lightning speed. His body leaned to the side, and the force burst out from his arm.
"Light Breeze Blow!" Lin Feng's eyes lit up.
Wei Hai was shocked. He stepped lightly with his right foot and opened up a distance in the blink of an eye.
Facing the aggressive aura, Wei Hai stood still and stared at Lin Feng.
The tip of the Nightmare Demon Spear stopped three inches in front of Wei Hai's throat.
The spear light was ferocious.
"Senior, why didn't you dodge?" Lin Feng put away the Nightmare Demon Spear and asked curiously.
Wei Hai was speechless. As he gazed at Lin Feng, his expression kept changing, filled with deep shock. After a long while, the corners of his mouth twitched as he said in a hoarse voice, "My god, Brother Lin Feng, you really gave me a scare!"
Lin Feng exclaimed softly and was startled.
Looking at Lin Feng, Wei Hai's eyes flashed with envy. He sighed, "As expected of an expert's disciple. Brother Lin, Brother Lin Feng's perception is so strong. What a shocking spear sense!" Wei Hai shook his head in disbelief. "I didn't think that in just two days, Brother Brother Lin Feng would be able to perfectly execute 'Light Breeze Blow' …"
"This talent is really enviable." Wei Hai's eyes flashed.
"Senior is too kind." Lin Feng smiled.
"Not at all." Wei Hai nodded seriously, "The 《Wind Spear Art》 is a compulsory spear art for all disciples who enter the valley. To be able to comprehend 'Light Breeze Blow' in one month, your talent is high. To comprehend it in twenty days, your talent is excellent. To comprehend it in fifteen days, your talent is top-notch. And to comprehend it in ten days, your talent is even more outstanding!"
"Even the Sect Leader would need a full seven days to perfectly execute 'Light Breeze Blow'!" Wei Hai let out a long breath.
The shock that Lin Feng gave him was too great! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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