Lin Rong felt a burst of anger in his heart. He had to rush back several times, but in the end he was suppressed by Lin Feng. Lin Feng looked at the dispersed crowd and said lightly: "Don't be impulsive, this will only ruin the image. Let's bear it for now, either not to make a sound or make a splash." Lin Feng said as he pinched his fists tightly, and a giggling sound of joints sounded in an instant.

Lin Feng's second level of physical exercise has reached its limit, and he will not improve significantly after practicing. Therefore, when he returns to the martial arts field, he must start practicing the third level of moves.

Although the moves here are also combat skills, they are still different from combat skills. The moves mentioned here are to practice various difficult movements to better exert their own strength, so that these dispersed forces can become one. In that case, their own strength will be increased exponentially.

Zhang Xinde looked at Lin Feng standing on the plum blossom stake and said seriously: "Now, I will teach you a set of crane dance nine heavenly fist. This set of fist is not only capable of training, but also a set of excellent combat skills. This set of fist emphasizes lightness and cleverness. If used well in fighting, it will have a tremendous effect."

Zhang Xinde said that, even though he was old, his body was more sensitive than a 20-year-old boy. Sometimes it was like an eagle hitting the sky, sometimes it was like a crane leaping through thousands of miles... He was like a crane, dancing lightly on the plum blossom stake...

Lin Feng was stunned when he saw it. He remembered Zhang Xinde's moves and moves in his heart. He never let go of every slight change. After practicing on the plum blossom stake for ten days, his crane dance nine-day fist finally achieved a small success. At this time, he only felt an indescribable comfort all over his body. As his arms stretched and contracted, he also clearly felt that his strength had increased a lot.

A month later, he had completely mastered the Hewu Jiutian Fist. In the duel with Lin Rong, in terms of this set of boxing techniques alone, Lin Rong and Lin Zheng are no longer Lin Feng's opponents.

Lin Rong and Lin Zheng were both unwilling to give up, thinking, why did people with different boxing techniques have such a big difference in the effect of using such a big difference? Of course, this is not only the doubts of Lin Rong and Lin Zheng, but even the master Zhang Xinde was a little surprised. Lin Feng's progress speed was completely beyond the imagination of a person with normal thinking.

In fact, they didn't know that Lin Feng's cultivation had already reached the stage of martial soul when he was on Yunmeng Continent. The martial souls there could be at least comparable to the immortal realm here, and even the immortal realm, and it might be higher. As for what level it would be, no one knows at present. Perhaps as Minghao said, Lin Feng's strength is far above the Immortal King. So even if his whole body's cultivation was lost in the battle with Minghao, his physique was there, and he would learn these so-called new things, and he would

His body was just a re-review, but Lin Feng's physique far beyond those who entered the secret realm of magical powers and powers, with Zhang Xinde's physical realm, naturally he could not see through it. He thought he was no different from ordinary people. If there was a difference, at most he was born with the skeleton of an emperor. Of course, such emperors were not those who inherited the throne of the ancestors, but emperors who could open up a new world. This was also the reason why he reconsidered staying to teach Lin Feng.

But on this continent, emperors are like ants in the eyes of cultivators, so even the emperor as powerful as the Dali Dynasty had to pay a large amount of money to the Yuhua Sect every year.

Seeing Lin Feng practicing the Hedge Wu Jiutian Fist to the point of perfection, Zhang Xinde was shocked, but he was very happy. Even in the Yuhua Sect of the First Immortal Sect, those people had various powerful spiritual pills to help, and it would take half a year to practice the best level of Lin Feng. All Lin Feng could eat was some ordinary spiritual pills that Zhang Xinde had practiced on weekdays, and there was very little spiritual energy on it. However, despite this, he was able to practice this set of Hedge Wu Jiutian Fist at this level in one month, which really surprised Zhang Xinde.

Next, what Zhang Xinde taught was the Tiger Roaring Mountains and Rivers Fist. This set of boxing steel bars is powerful. Every move is used, and it has a completely different way from the previous set of Crane Dance Nine Heavens Fist. One soft and one hard, just paving the way for the fourth level of hardness and softness.

Lin Feng also completed this set of boxing techniques on the plum blossom stake, and it was completed faster than last time. He took one month to the last He Wu Jiutian Fist, while he only took twenty-eight days to the Tiger Roaring Mountain and River Fist, which was two days less than last time.

Just these two days were enough to shock Zhang Xinde, because he originally thought that even at the speed of the Hedge Dance Nine Heavens Fist, Lin Feng would have to spend at least one and a half months. To his surprise, Lin Feng not only did not spend a month and a half, but he also hit the Tiger Roaring Mountain Fist until he was mastered in twenty-eight miles.

Two months passed again. On that day, Zhang Xinde came to the martial arts performance venue with a long sword.

At this time, Lin Feng and the other two had already started to gesture on the plum blossom stake. From all aspects, it can be seen that the distance between Lin Feng and Lin Rong and Lin Zheng was getting closer and closer. After hundreds of rounds, the three of them were actually hard to tell the difference between winning and losing.

Seeing that the three of them were having fun, Zhang Xinde did not disturb him. He stood by and watched.

Lin Zheng's body was like a flat ground on the plum blossom stake. In addition, he had already entered the fifth level of divine power. With the power of a horse, when he used the Tiger Roaring Mountains and Rivers Fist, his hands and feet were filled with aura and swallowing mountains and rivers. However, these attacks that seemed to be able to destroy everything were cleverly resolved in Lin Feng's light crane Wu Jiutian Fist. The difference is that Lin Feng used the extremely powerful Tiger Roaring Mountains and Rivers Fist to prevent it from outside his effective damage range.

Zhang Xinde nodded repeatedly when he saw it. Lin Feng gave him too many surprises. He never dreamed that the Sky Thunder Pond not only did not take Lin Feng's life, but instead made him a genius who was unprecedented, but he was afraid he would be a genius who would never come later.

Zhang Xinde thought to himself: "After Feng'er learns the sword move, he is afraid he will be at the same level as Zheng'er and Rong'er. If I guess it's good, within two years, Feng'er will definitely reach the tenth level of divine transformation in the physical body. It's a pity that he failed to enter the Yuhua Sect. Alas, I just regret that I have no face and returned to the Yuhua Sect now... Forget it, I will teach them all my knowledge. Whether I can break the limit of the physical body and enter the magical secret realm depends on their own fortune."

Zhang Xinde thought, shouted to the three of them and said, "Stop... Okay, Feng'er, Zheng'er, Rong'er, stop. Today we will start learning the use of swordsmanship."

Lin Rong and Lin Zheng have never learned sword moves, so Lin Feng and the other three are now standing on the same side.

Zhang Xinde thought, I want to see how much time it takes between you to fully understand the same sword technique. Zhang Xinde thought about it and shook his hand, and a sword broke out of the sheath. Zhang Xinde radiated his body and rose into the air. He grabbed the hilt of the sword in the air. He rotated several times, and the sword energy dispersed. The three of them stood aside and felt a biting pain coming from time to time from time to time.

Lin Zheng looked excitedly and said, "Good swordsmanship." As he said that, his body flashed, he jumped down, grabbed a long sword on the weapon stand and danced with Zhang Xinde.

Lin Rong also danced with it, but Lin Feng watched quietly until Zhang Xinde finished playing the whole set of swordsmanship.

Zhang Xinde was happy when he saw Lin Rong and Lin Zheng practicing well, but when he saw Lin Feng standing still, he suddenly became a little puzzled again. He walked to Lin Feng and asked, "Feng'er, haven't you seen it clearly?"

Lin Feng shook his head and said, "See clearly."

Zhang Xinde was stunned for a moment and asked, "Why don't you practice?"

Lin Feng frowned slightly, and after pondering for a while, he said, "It's too fancy."

Lin Feng's words made Zhang Xinde puzzled and asked, "Isn't that good?"

Lin Feng shook his head. Zhang Xinde's sword-dance movements just now flipped one after another in his mind. It was not until the whole routine was finished, that he said: "Fancy things are, after all, lack practicality."

Zhang Xinde thought for a long time but didn't expect Lin Feng to say this and started to get angry. You know, this set of swordsmanship is the best swordsmanship of disciples of the Yuhua Sect. Many people don't have the chance to learn it. Unexpectedly, Lin Feng pointed at him, so Zhang Xinde said a little unhappy: "So what kind of swordsmanship do you think is considered a good swordsmanship?"

Lin Feng shook his head, and he thought for a while, feeling a chaos in his mind. When he wanted to trace it, he couldn't see anything clearly and ignored it. It seemed as if there was something mysterious guiding him. He just wanted to express it but didn't know what to say, so he said, "I don't know, but I can give it a try."

Zhang Xinde pondered for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, go and pick a sword. We master and apprentice will use swords to compete."

Lin Feng jumped, jumped off the plum blossom stake, walked to the weapon stand, pulled out a sword, turned around and said to Zhang Xinde, "Master, please."
Chapter completed!