The Swordsman who started from Baicaotang

Qi and blood soup.

What a great thing.

Some people say that the poor are civil and the rich are military, and one bowl costs one penny. Some people drink three bowls a day, which costs at least three pennies a day. How can an ordinary family afford it?

Practicing martial arts is a game for the rich. Ordinary people can only be treated as cattle and horses and cannot break free from the shackles.

After defeating Wang Lei, Huang Feng returned to the west courtyard. At this time, Liu Xiong was no longer lying under the eaves, and no one knew where he had gone.

The four guys behind him were all smiling and complimenting him all the time, and they were never the same. This was quite impressive.

"squeak!"

When I opened the door, I saw a person lying on the bed, on the innermost bunk. It turned out that Liu Xiong had crawled into the room and was lying on the bed to rest.

"Liu Xiong, how dare you enter the room when Boss Huang didn't say anything?"

"Xie Hai, who do you think you are? How dare you bark in front of me? Huang Feng, you attacked me when I wasn't paying attention. Let's fight again when I recover from my injuries!"

The four people are: Xie Hai, Niu Shan, Bai Louzi and Ma Saner.

"Hey!" Xie Hai replied.

"Liu Xiong, don't think that just because you are big and strong, no one can beat you. Wang Lei knows that just now, Boss Huang stepped on him like a dead dog."

What? ! !

Wang Lei was defeated by him, Liu Xiong was shocked. Yesterday he and Wang Lei had a fight, and it seemed that they were evenly matched. In the end, he still suffered a loss.

To be honest, he couldn't accept this result. He didn't use all his strength. If the two of them fought head-on, Huang Feng would definitely not be able to take two of his punches.

I really don't know how Huang Feng defeated him. It looked very simple and clever.

at this time.

Huang Feng himself was also thinking about this matter. For some reason, he saw that Liu Xiong and Wang Lei's moves were particularly slow, as if he was watching a slow-motion movie.

Is he a martial arts genius?

He had never noticed this before, and he had no mood to explore the matter. All his time and money were spent on solving the unspeakable secret.

Is he a martial arts genius? He had some ideas in his mind, and he would know when he tried it.

If he was really a martial arts genius, he would have taken off directly. When he got here, he had no more secrets. He had drunk a bowl of Qi and Blood Soup before, and he felt quite good. Obviously, he didn't have this kind of trouble anymore.

afternoon.

The whole world was like a furnace, and everyone was suffering in it. The sun was setting, and the huge martial arts training ground was gradually filled with people. Some were practicing swords, some were practicing sticks, and some were practicing footwork. Everyone was sweating profusely and was busy and happy.

Nothing to do.

Huang Feng walked around the martial arts training ground, and Xie Hai and the other three followed him. They were a little different, no longer timid, and looked a little arrogant.

A typical case of a fox taking advantage of the power of a tiger.

Many people watched the battle at noon. Huang Feng's deeds had spread everywhere, and everyone in the compound knew how powerful he was.

Huang Feng can defeat warriors before he becomes a warrior. If he becomes a real warrior, it will be a big deal. His strength will only get stronger and stronger, and will never weaken.

Everyone looked at Huang Feng coming over, with a bit of awe in their eyes. Many of them couldn't beat Wang Lei, and were often bullied by Wang Lei. It was really like a dumb person eating coptis, unable to express their pain. They were afraid that if they were challenged by Huang Feng, they would be beaten up, which would delay their martial arts practice.

Fortunately, Huang Feng was just wandering around and didn't provoke them. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, put down their burdens, and began to practice sword and stick seriously.

He saw all the sword and stick techniques used by everyone. One scene after another appeared in his mind, with everyone practicing sword and stick techniques in front of him.

hiss~

At this time, Huang Feng himself was a little surprised. His memory had exceeded his imagination and reached an incredible level.

A martial arts genius?

This matter needs to be confirmed!

About an hour later, Huang Feng took a wooden sword and slowly returned to the west yard.

He held the sword horizontally in front of him, his eyes closed, and countless figures surged in his mind. After an unknown amount of time, only one figure remained in his mind, performing a set of exquisite sword techniques. He felt that this set of sword techniques was better than the so-called Swift Wind Sword Technique.

the student surpasses the master.

Swish!

He suddenly opened his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed in them.

Open surgery!

The wooden sword was held on the shoulder, and the right hand naturally dropped, and the wooden sword came out at will. It looked very simple, and it was such a simple move that Huang Feng practiced dozens of times before he reached a point that he was satisfied with.

Wrap your head around your brain!

This is an advanced version of the open knife move, and is also a great defensive and counterattack move. Anyone who studies swordsmanship must know this move, as it is a true basic sword move.

When practicing this sword move, you need to use a wooden sword. Especially for a martial artist who has just learned swordsmanship, if he is not careful, he will chop off his head. It is also common to cut off one's ears, which is not surprising.

Huang Feng was a little awkward at first, but after one or two times, he became proficient. Then he moved faster and faster, so fast that only the shadow of the knife could be seen, and the sound of "whoosh..." and the sound of breaking through the air continued to be heard.

What the hell!

The four people nearby were all dumbfounded when they saw this scene. It was unbelievable. They couldn't figure out what was going on, but they thought Huang Feng was playing very well.

After about an incense stick of time, Huang Feng practiced dozens of times, becoming more and more proficient and comfortable. He felt extremely happy and comfortable.

Then he started to move.

The knife-opening style is combined with the head-wrapping style. The right foot steps forward to chop, and then the left foot steps forward to backhand diagonally chop. The right hand returns the knife, and then the head-wrapping style is used again, and both hands chop diagonally.

The right foot takes a step forward, and the backhand strikes diagonally. The left foot takes another step forward, and the two hands thrust diagonally. The left hand holds the back of the knife, and the knife is pulled back to block.

Shake the knife again, with the blade pointing forward.

Step back and put away the knife.

Hold the back of the knife under your right armpit with your left hand.

Hidden knife style!

Concentrate your mind and lower your center of gravity. Suddenly stand up, do a big spiral with both hands, turn over, jump and chop vertically!

Then he slashed horizontally with his sword, and then he swung the sword back to his shoulders. He opened the sword, swung the sword back to wrap around his head, blocked it from the side, chopped it down, and slashed it from behind.

He practiced many sword moves one by one, becoming more and more proficient, and his figure became faster and faster. It seemed that the sword followed the person, like a shadow.

shhhhhh...

Huang Feng turned his feet and chopped out four or five times in an instant. The speed was so fast that it was dazzling.

At this moment, he suddenly stopped, his whole body trembling uncontrollably, which was obviously a sign of exhaustion. It was probably because his physical fitness was not up to par, otherwise he could practice the sword technique a few more times to become more proficient.

Facts have proved that he is indeed a martial arts genius!

A genius naturally has his own standards. He wants to practice this set of sword techniques to perfection, to be able to perform them as he pleases, and not be bound by the moves. He can't do that now, he is just performing the sword moves.

In the process of practicing swordsmanship, there are some breathing rhythms, which constantly stimulate the blood and qi, and stimulate the body's potential. In the dark, he felt that his body seemed to break through some kind of limitation. Perhaps this was a sign of becoming a warrior.

Three days!

If he practices swordplay like this every day for three days, his body will break through the limitations and he will be able to become a warrior, officially embarking on the path of martial arts.

If there was enough Qi and Blood Soup, he could practice swordplay for a longer period of time every day, perhaps not even for three days.

Huang Feng couldn't help but feel secretly happy when he thought of this. He came to this world to control his own destiny and never let others manipulate him.

The mountain wind is as hot as fire!