The Swordsman who started from Baicaotang

Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed.

Two days ago, Huang Feng's swordsmanship had reached the point where he could use his swordsmanship as he pleased, without being bound by any particular moves. His horrific comprehension was truly astonishing, and even he himself was shocked.

Of course, this is a technique for the Body Refining Realm. I heard that the techniques for the three Qi Refining Realms are much more complicated and definitely cannot be accomplished so easily.

During this period, Huang Feng found an opportunity to ask Lao Hu some common sense about martial arts practice.

The proficiency of the exercises is divided into five levels: entry, minor success, mastery, major success, and perfection.

Getting started: It means that you have memorized the skills well and can perform them barely.

Minor Success: I have mastered the technique, and every move is powerful.

Proficiency: Very skilled, with excellent transitions between moves.

Dacheng: The moves are perfectly connected, it is difficult to find the flaws, and each move is extremely powerful.

Perfection: It comes naturally and effortlessly, without any flaws at all.

Only the person who created the technique can reach this level. For ordinary people, it is already a blessing to be able to practice it to perfection. Of course, there are geniuses with amazing comprehension, and it is possible for them to practice the technique to perfection.

After perfection, there is another realm, but Lao Hu didn’t say it and he doesn’t know it either.

In this way, Huang Feng's swordsmanship has indeed reached perfection. His swordsmanship is somewhat different from the general Gale Swordsmanship. It is mixed with some Monkey Stick Techniques, which has more changes and a lot of power.

Tsk.

He is indeed a rare genius in the world. He can even comprehend this kind of skill. No one taught him, but he understood it at a glance and learned it immediately. Isn't this still a genius?

After his sword skills were perfected, his control over the Qi and blood in his body became more and more precise, and almost 90% of the Qi and Blood Soup was absorbed by his body. His Qi and blood continued to improve, and he was now in the late stage of the first level of body refining, and was moving towards the peak of the first level of body refining.

at this time.

He encountered a problem. Two bowls of Qi and Blood Soup could no longer satisfy his practice. It was time to seize the Qi and Blood Soup from others.

There are endless mysteries between fighting and not fighting. Now is the time to fight, and you should be merciless.

This day.

early morning.

Huang Feng came to Lao Hu, intending to finish two bowls of Qi and Blood Soup. He went to the martial arts training ground to find an unlucky guy and took his Qi and Blood Soup.

at this time.

Old Hu took out only a bowl of Qi and Blood Soup from the cabinet and placed it on the wooden table.

Ok?

Just one bowl?

Huang Feng's face changed, and he thought to himself: Could it be that this old bastard embezzled his Qi and Blood Soup?

"Old Hu, this isn't right! I clearly have two bowls of Qi and Blood Soup!"

"Ha!" Old Hu chuckled.

"Huang Feng, Wang Lei is leaving today, and he has run out of Qi and Blood Soup. You will only have one bowl of Qi and Blood Soup from now on. If you want to drink two bowls of Qi and Blood Soup every day, you need to defeat one of them."

He looked at someone and continued, "Wang Lei, do you want to go out like this? Don't you want to avenge your shame? Huang Feng is just a kid who just came in. You've been training for half a year, don't you think you can beat him? If you tell anyone about this, people will laugh at you!"

Arch fire!

This old bitch doesn't look like a good person at first glance!

Even after defeating Wang Lei, he couldn't get the Qi and Blood Soup, and he couldn't help but lose interest and spirit.

"Humph!"

Hearing this, Wang Lei's face turned pale and he said coldly: "Huang Feng, I have long wanted to fight you again. Last time I saw you just coming in, you didn't use the stick method. This time I will use the stick and you use the knife, let's fight again!"

Still careless!

Of course, he thought that Huang Feng had just come in, so he was definitely not a warrior, so there was no need for him to use stick techniques. Just knock him down with one punch, which would be clean and easy.

Unexpectedly, he capsized in a ditch and was knocked down by Huang Feng. Not only did he receive a transfusion of Qi and Blood Decoction, he also had to recuperate for more than ten days before he recovered.

Later he realized that Huang Feng may have practiced swordsmanship before coming in, otherwise he would not be so skilled. After thinking about it, he was careless and was tricked by Huang Feng.

He must be careful this time, and use all his strength in his stick skills to completely defeat Huang Feng.

Everyone gathered together, ready to watch the show.

Huang Feng calmly replied: "You are not my opponent, you will never be able to defeat me. There is no benefit for me to defeat you, how about we bet your three months salary."

Training here, food and accommodation are provided, but there is no money. Only when you go out to work, Baicaotang will give you money. But it is not much, ordinary warriors can get one or two silvers a month, and powerful warriors can get more.

Three taels of silver is not a lot, but it is enough for Huang Feng to spend for a while.

Wang Lei's face was gloomy, and he said, "I'm betting three months' worth of money. What are you betting? What do you have?"

You can't kill anyone here, and you can't take Huang Feng's life. Anyone who can come here is a pauper with only a rotten life.

"hey-hey!"

Huang Feng spread his hands and said with a smile: "All my things are on me. If you like anything, just take it. How about I give you my clothes? How about if I lose, I will kneel down and kowtow to you to make amends?"

Hearing this, Wang Lei rolled his eyes. He could kneel for a whole day for three taels of silver.

At this time, Lao Hu interjected: "How about this, whoever wins between the two of you gets a bowl of blood-strengthening soup every day, how about that?"

There is no stakes for these two poor guys! They are both worthless.

Hearing this, the two's eyes lit up. There was actually such a good thing? They had already made up their minds in their hearts to defeat the other party.

"Okay!" The two said almost in unison.

Lao Hu said with a smile: "Let's go to the martial arts training ground and have a good fight."

Martial arts training ground.

There were crowds of people, making it impossible to get through.

There were two people standing in the middle, one holding a stick and the other holding a knife. As the referee, Lao Hu still looked cynical and smiling.

"Are you all ready?"

"war!"

As soon as the words fell, the two rushed towards each other at an extremely fast speed. In a breath, the two collided with each other.

"boom!"

The wooden stick held up the wooden sword, making a sound. Although the two men held wooden swords and wooden sticks, they were both made of hard wood and were equally heavy.

The two men didn't move at all, and it was obvious that there was almost no difference in strength between them.

Swish!

Huang Feng pulled the blade diagonally and chopped towards Wang Lei's left hand. Seeing this, Wang Lei's pupils shrank. If the blade was chopped, his left hand might be lost.

He immediately released his left hand and slapped the stick, trying to push Huang Feng back and immediately turned from defense to offense.

Unexpectedly, Huang Feng touched the ground with the tip of his knife, and took advantage of the momentum to turn over and jump and slash, quickly and fiercely.

"Shh!"

There was actually a sound of breaking through the air, and the knife chopped down on the head directly.

This……

Swift Wind Sword Technique, is there such a move? Wang Lei had never seen it before. He also practiced Swift Wind Sword Technique, but Cui Meng had never taught him this move.

Without time to think, Wang Lei hastily blocked the blow with his stick. He felt a huge force coming, the stick in his hand was cut in half, and the figure flew backwards.

"boom!"

He fell heavily to the ground, and when Wang Lei came to his senses, a wooden sword was already at his neck.

Lost!

Lost again!

This time he was defeated sincerely. It was a complete crushing victory of strength, without any tricks.

Huang Feng must have planned this attack in advance. It was already within his rhythm, so it was normal that he couldn't win.

"you win!"

After Wang Lei said this, the wooden sword left his neck. After he got up, he left without looking back.

The spectators were stunned and hadn't recovered yet. They thought it was going to be a big fight, but who knew it would end with just two strikes. It was a completely one-sided fight!

"Ha ha……"

Old Hu walked over quickly and said with a smile, "You are really good. In just half a month, you have become a real warrior. Your sword skills are not bad either! It seems that you are a martial arts genius!"

"Of course!" Huang Feng replied calmly.

"Old Hu, please talk to the top management of Baicaotang and ask them to vigorously train me, a martial arts genius!"

amount.

I have never heard of anyone praising himself like this. But I have to say that whether the top management of Baicaotang can support him is not something that Lao Hu can decide.

"I told you you were fat, and you gasped!"

"Starting tomorrow, I'll give you a bowl of blood-strengthening soup every day. Baicaotang is being considerate, right?"