"Your talent is extremely rare. You're the best I've ever seen."
"The Heart Boiling Blood Technique of the He family in Western Jin is a secret technique with two injuries. It's not the right way and has many flaws. If you still have the ambition to reach the peak of martial arts … you should abandon it and not use it again. "
"I'll give you two paths. It's up to you whether you want to take it or not."
"The first path is that from now on, you don't stick to your small family anymore. You should look at the whole world. Walk out of the He family and don't stick to the old rules. You should travel the world and learn from other sects. You should learn from other sects and seek the true meaning of martial arts. If you're a swan, why be a sparrow? "
"The second path is that if we meet again in the future, I'll teach you a supreme technique and give you some advice on the true meaning of martial arts. Others can't get such an opportunity in their lifetime, but you … if you have the chance, I'll give it to you. "
As soon as he said that, He Hua was shocked. She looked up at him in disbelief.
"Grandmaster, really … really?!"
Pei Feng smiled faintly. "I never lie."
He had already said it so clearly. She would be a fool if she still didn't understand.
He Hua didn't care about the pain in her body. She grabbed Pei Feng's hand excitedly. "Grandmaster, you …"
She originally wanted to ask where Pei Feng lived. But on second thought, since he came with the Zhou family in Jiangnan, he must be from either Su Province or Shanghai. If she really wanted to find him, she could just visit the Zhou family and get the answer.
In the end, she blurted out, "How old are you this year?"
“17。”
Pei Feng didn't hide it.
“17？ High … high school student? "
"Yes, I'm in my third year of high school. I'm going to college next year."
He Hua stared at the young and indifferent face in front of her. She was confused for a moment.
Only 17 years old! And he was still in school!
She really wanted to ask Pei Feng how he did it, but she really couldn't bring herself to say it.
This young Grandmaster who was five years younger than her … had completely subverted her understanding of martial arts. He had become a towering mountain peak that towered into the clouds in the deepest part of her heart!
"Take it later."
A small pill slid into her palm. "After you return, discard all distracting thoughts and meditate in seclusion. Carefully ponder over what I've said. I hope you'll finally be enlightened and realize the true path of martial arts that you want to walk. "
Although Pei Feng cherished talents, he stopped there. After saying that, he no longer looked at He Hua and turned to walk towards Qian Fengnian and Zhuang Kaigang.
The Master only led the way, the cultivation was still up to the individual, not to mention that he had no relationship with He Hua, they were just acquaintances.
It was extremely rare for him to be able to say so much to He Hua.
Before he reached Qian Fengnian, a figure suddenly threw herself into his arms.
Delicate and soft, her breath smelled like orchids. In the face of Zhuang Feiyu's sudden hug, under the watchful eyes of everyone, especially in front of her father, Zhuang Kaigang, Pei Feng didn't know whether to retreat or hide, so he could only gently hold her.
"Pei Feng! You're so awesome! "
Zhuang Feiyu's body smelled like milk mixed with orange. This was the unique body fragrance of a young girl. Even with Pei Feng's composure, when this fragrance entered his nose, he couldn't help but feel a little excited.
Pei Feng?
The He family members at the side were stunned.
His surname was Pei and not Zhou? This young guru … was not a member of the Zhou family?
Five meters away, seeing a young and beautiful girl with long hair suddenly throw herself into Pei Feng's arms, He Hua, who was quietly following them, suddenly stopped.
She stared blankly at Zhuang Feiyu, who was hugging Pei Feng tightly and smiling like a flower. A complicated look flashed in her eyes, and she gently pursed her lips.
"Light Rain, don't mess around! Let go of Pei … Let go of Sir! "
Seeing Pei Feng's awkward face, not knowing whether to hug or leave, Zhuang Kaigang hurriedly went forward and pulled Zhuang Feiyu away.
Although he pulled away the reluctant Zhuang Feiyu, Zhuang Kaigang did not intend to hide the smile on his face.
Who was he? He was a great director who had seen countless people and was knowledgeable about the world, so he was very perceptive.
From this detail, he could see two points.
First, Pei Feng cared about Light Rain's face, and did not want to embarrass her in front of everyone.
Second, this young guru … did not have much experience in the matters between men and women, and was still very green.
But he did not know that Pei Feng truly treated Zhuang Feiyu as his own sister, and did not have the slightest intention to separate.
Because of his life experience, to people who were purely good to him, without any distracting thoughts, he would feel close and grateful.
"Mister, tonight is the opening ceremony of the Southern Alliance Martial Competition, after that there will be a cocktail party and a discussion about martial arts. The opening ceremony starts at 8, when are we going?"
Qian Fengnian took a step forward and asked softly.
"No competition?"
Pei Feng frowned slightly.
"The official competition starts at 8 tomorrow morning."
"Then I won't go, you guys do as you please."
"Then … Mister, now that the two quotas belong to our Zhou family, who will we send to compete tomorrow?"
Zhou Guangping also came over.
Pei Feng turned his head and glanced at him, and said with a smile that was not a smile: "Brother Ping, do you want to compete as well?"
Zhou Guangping's forehead was covered with sweat, he laughed embarrassedly: "Mister, just call me Guangping from now on, Brother Ping, this, I really can't accept it … Yes, I do want to get a quota, and compete!"
Zhou Guangping came to participate in the Southern Alliance Martial Competition with an obsession, because it was said that the Wuhun Formation under the "God of War" Nie Canghai would also be sending people to participate in the Southern Alliance Martial Competition, representing the military martial path.
Regarding this, Elder Zhou had previously discussed it with him privately.
A few years ago in the imperial capital, Zhou Guangping had once been ruthlessly humiliated by the people of the Martial Spirit team during a military martial arts competition. It was said that he had lost miserably, and was even forced to kneel, kowtow and admit defeat.
This matter was an extraordinary humiliation in Zhou Guangping's heart. It was a scar that he had never been able to get over. Therefore, towards the Martial Spirit Group … he had always been waiting for an opportunity to take revenge and wash away his shame.
Elder Zhou's meaning was that he must not touch the Wuhun Formation, because whether it was the "God of War" Nie Canghai, or the Wuhun Formation under him, they were not people that the Jiangnan Zhou family could afford to offend.
Pei Feng did not agree with Elder Zhou's point of view, but at the moment … the second quota could not be given to Zhou Guangping, because he was not strong enough.
"You want to meet the Wuhun Formation in the Southern Alliance Martial Competition, and wash away the shame?"
Pei Feng looked at him, and directly said his thoughts.
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