The Swordsman who started from Baicaotang

dusk.

The wind blowing through the eaves is still as hot as fire.

There was constant noise and bustle all around.

at this time.

Huang Feng was exhausted, and his fatigue was obvious. However, he could not hide the joy in his eyes. After knowing that he was a martial arts genius, he became calmer. His anxious mood had long disappeared without a trace.

As the saying goes: Only the weak complain about the environment, the strong are always calm and composed.

After his mind calmed down, he stopped having wild thoughts. His physical strength also recovered very quickly. Huang Feng found a cool place and closed his eyes to rest.

Xie Hai and three others witnessed this scene with their own eyes. They looked at each other in shock, unable to speak.

Could it be that Huang Feng is the legendary genius?

He just watched for more than an hour, and the sword skills were performed very well.

When they looked at Huang Feng again, their eyes were filled with awe. They came to his side quietly, looked around cautiously, and would not allow anyone to disturb him.

Calm and cool naturally.

There is indeed such a saying!

When Huang Feng calmed down, he felt that the heat was not so severe anymore and his whole body felt very comfortable. It was as if a basin of cold water was poured over his head and he was in a pool of water.

Half an hour later.

"Dangdang..."

The bell in the South Courtyard rang again.

Baicaotang really treated them well, providing them with three meals a day without interruption. A power that has been passed down for nearly a thousand years should not be underestimated, and the means of winning people's hearts have long been mastered. As long as they spend a few dozen taels of silver, they can get people to work for them.

The food is good too.

Most people only had three steamed buns and a plate of pickled vegetables. In the eyes of poor people who were used to eating coarse grains and wild vegetables, these were rare delicacies in the world. As long as you study hard and dare to fight, you will also be given meat.

In Huang Feng's memory, he had not eaten meat for more than ten years, and even had not enough rice. He only had white flour buns occasionally during festivals.

He is not active in doing things, and there is something wrong with his brain.

After hearing the bell, Huang Feng slowly opened his eyes and stood up suddenly. The clouds in the sky flickered and the sun was setting in the west. It was obviously dusk.

The heat dissipated a lot, it no longer felt like a furnace, and I felt a little better.

"Let's go!"

After saying this, Huang Feng walked out of the courtyard with big strides. The four people followed him hurriedly, fearing that they would be left behind.

At this time, the South Courtyard was already crowded with people. When they saw Huang Feng coming, they all made way. Some timid medicine servants, even if they were already in the queue, gave him a seat.

Huang Feng would never bully the weak. But if someone was willing to give up their position, he would have no choice, perhaps because of his bad reputation.

Soon, it was Huang Feng's turn.

Old Hu was still the same, with his upper body naked, revealing his solid muscles and a pair of dark and strong arms. He was most likely an accomplished martial artist.

He handed over a wooden plate containing five steamed buns, three meat buns, and a chicken drumstick.

"Boy, that's good!"

"I didn't expect you to really defeat Wang Lei. Keep up the good work and try to defeat Chen Hou as well."

"hey-hey!"

Old Hu didn't run away either. He's such a grown-up, but he always instigates people to fight.

Taking the plate, Huang Feng said in a deep voice: "Wang Lei gave me his Qi and Blood Soup."

"Is this true?"

"Absolutely true!"

Xie Hai and the other four also echoed, "We saw it with our own eyes. Wang Lei admitted that he gave his Qi and Blood Soup to Boss Huang."

Many people saw the fight at noon. Old Hu looked around and saw that everyone was nodding.

"it is good!"

"Wang Lei's Qi and Blood Soup is yours. Starting tomorrow, you can get two servings of Qi and Blood Soup."

"By the way, tell Wang Lei to defeat Huang Feng as soon as possible and take back his own Qi and Blood Soup."

Then he chuckled and continued, "Huang Feng, two servings of Qi and Blood Soup are still too little. With your ability, you should get at least ten servings."

Hearing this, Huang Feng calmly replied: "If I defeat them all, will all the Qi and Blood Soup belong to me?"

"Hey!" Old Hu laughed.

"If you defeat them all, I will apply for a dose of Zhuangxue Decoction for you. The efficacy of Zhuangxue Decoction is far beyond the reach of Qixue Decoction."

Is there such a good thing?

Huang Feng muttered a few words in his mind, took the plate and walked away without saying anything.

His current strength can only deal with martial artists at the first level of physical training, and he has to use clever strength. He should not be able to deal with martial artists at the second level of physical training, and if he is not careful, he might get injured, which will affect the progress of martial arts training.

Hey!

There is ample time.

When he becomes a true warrior and enters the first level of body refining, he may be able to get a portion of blood-strengthening soup.

Seeing that Huang Feng didn't reply, Lao Hu narrowed his eyes and said inwardly: "Little fox!"

It’s really not easy.

He dares to fight and struggle, but also knows when to advance and retreat. This kind of mentality is not something that ordinary young people can possess.

After about half a cup of tea, Huang Feng returned to the west courtyard after a gust of wind.

As the sun sets, darkness slowly spreads, as if covering the sky and earth like a shabby coffin, making it pitch dark.

The evening breeze blew and there was already a slight chill in the air.

Just when his energy and blood were strong, Huang Feng took out the wooden sword and began to practice sword moves.

This time, I became much more skilled.

The connection between the sword moves was very smooth. Every move was very comfortable to watch and at the same time very powerful.

Half an hour later, Huang Feng stopped. He needed to save some strength as he had to practice again tomorrow morning and couldn't train himself to exhaustion.

Before I knew it, it was completely dark. There were no lights anywhere, only a bright moon hanging in the sky. After I got used to it, I could see the road clearly.

The four people beside him stared with their eyes wide open, wishing they could remember all of Huang Feng's swordsmanship. Now they knew that Huang Feng's swordsmanship was extremely exquisite, like the Gale Swordsmanship, but much more advanced. They knew but couldn't tell the reason.

Two words: awesome!

"Go get four wooden swords and I'll teach you how to practice with the sword."

Hearing this, the four of them hurriedly thanked him: "Thank you, Boss Huang, thank you, Boss Huang!"

After saying that, Xie Hai rushed into the room and came out with four wooden swords in his hands.

Yo!

I underestimated them.

These people got four wooden swords from nowhere and hid them in the room. Huang Feng didn't find them, and of course he didn't look for them.

These were all minor matters, and he did not delve into them.

"The foundation of anything is the most important. The foundation must be extremely solid. Otherwise, even the best sword moves in the world are like a castle in the air."

"Boss Huang, what is a sky loft?"

amount.

For the first time, Huang Feng felt that he was horrible for being uneducated. He didn't even understand this sentence? And he needed to explain it to him? He didn't have the patience.

"Let's not talk about this!"

"First, the opening and closing of the knife, that is, the opening and closing of the knife. The opening and closing of the knife must be fast and extremely smooth."

"so……"

"so……"

"........."

These four people were very stupid. They spent more than an hour learning one opening move and barely remembered the key points. They were far from Huang Feng's standard.

Learn from the past.

During this period, Huang Feng gained new insights and gained a lot.

Seeing that the night was getting dark, he went back to his room to rest. He was sweating all over and felt uncomfortable, but there was nothing he could do. Water was extremely precious now, so there was no time for him to take a bath.

After a while, a "cooing" sound was heard from inside the room.

what!

Huang Feng then remembered that Liu Xiong had not eaten for a long time. He was probably very hungry and his stomach was rumbling.

What does it have to do with him?

Even if Liu Xiong starved to death, it had nothing to do with him and he didn't care at all.

He closed his eyes and took a few breaths. Then, a light snoring sound echoed with the sound of Liu Xiong's belly drumming, which was a wonderful symphony.