Survival skills maxed out, I feed my wife and daughter by catching fish and shrimp

Lu Zixuan's entire attention was on the competition at the time, and he didn't pay any attention to what his master said.

Instead, seeing Chen Changfan retreating repeatedly, Lu Zixuan thought he had the upper hand, and the more he fought, the more excited he became:

"Brother Changfan reacts so quickly, watch this move of mine!"

"You can actually take this move, I still have a backup plan!"

"No one helps me to reach the top of the mountain by walking on the snow!"

Lu Zixuan was so excited during the fight that he even started to talk nonsense, which made Xiong Qing, who was standing beside him, feel very embarrassed.

Chen Changfan smiled without saying anything, but continued to counter Lu Zixuan's moves, occasionally giving some painless counterattacks, and all his attention was focused on Lu Zixuan's sword moves.

At the same time, the proficiency of the [Qingyun Sword] in the system panel began to increase by +1+1.

Chen Changfan's eyes suddenly lit up.

It seems that this method of feeding moves can also improve the proficiency of martial arts. Chen Changfan naturally will not give up this free sparring partner and continues to fight back and forth with Lu Zixuan.

If a fight really breaks out, his Blood Flame Sword Technique is enough to kill Lu Zixuan within three moves, but he is reluctant to stop.

"Disciple, stop, you've already lost..."

Xiong Qing, who was standing by, couldn't stand it anymore. He felt ashamed.

"I didn't lose!" Lu Zixuan had already noticed that something was wrong. He had clearly used many of his special skills, but Chen Changfan was still slowly swinging his sword to block.

Moreover, he had a strange feeling, as if his swordsmanship was being figured out bit by bit by the other party.

He even had the illusion that his sword moves had become weaker, but this was obviously impossible.

The only possibility is that the other party is slowly comprehending his Qingyun sword technique.

This is the scariest thing.

Enlightenment through battle!

What kind of martial arts talent is this?

Lu Zixuan felt his mentality gradually collapse.

The arrogance in his heart was slowly replaced by jealousy, and the sword in his hand also gradually slowed down.

As the momentum weakened, the sword intent lost some of its agility. Lu Zixuan was not careful and his sword was picked up by Chen Changfan.

He gritted his teeth and said unwillingly, "Brother Changfan is so powerful. I lost today."

Lu Zixuan felt bad. This was the sword technique he was proud of. He didn't expect to be defeated so miserably. It was really an embarrassment for his master.

Just as he was feeling frustrated, he heard his master yell, "Let me, this old man, also experience the martial arts of Master Chen."

After saying that, Xiong Qing jumped out, waving his fists. Chen Changfan was secretly delighted. He inserted the steel knife diagonally into the snow and actually went forward with his bare hands.

"Boss, be careful, that old man is very strong, even the snow monster can't withstand two punches!"

"Old man Xiong has no moral principles. The master and his disciple actually took turns fighting!"

When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but curse, and at the same time they were worried about their owner.

Xiong Qing's face flushed. "I will suppress my strength to the first level, and only exchange boxing skills with you. How about that?"

Chen Changfan could barely suppress the smile on his face. "Please, Mr. Xiong, hold back!"

snort!

What an arrogant boy!

Xiong Qing snorted coldly, and his fists danced tightly and attacked Chen Changfan. Chen Changfan immediately felt the pressure.

Xiong Qing is one of the elders of the Modao Sect. He is a third-rank warrior and has mastered the Chaos Cloak Fist technique. It is many times stronger than Lu Zixuan's entry-level swordsmanship.

The only regret is that the old man’s eyesight is not very good. His attacks are powerful but not accurate enough.

Therefore, the main feature of his Chaos Cloak Boxing Technique is that its attack range is wide enough. Even if one of his punches misses, there will always be one punch that can hit the opponent.

In other words, he can make countless mistakes, but Chen Changfan can only make one mistake.

This mad dog-like fighting style made Chen Changfan extremely uncomfortable. As soon as the two of them started fighting, he felt tremendous pressure.

The old man Xiong Qing wanted to vent his anger for his apprentice, so he showed no mercy and punched him twice.

The fist was so powerful that it stirred up a cloud of wind and snow.

What a fierce punch!

Chen Changfan felt his breathing stagnate.

I didn't feel this kind of oppressive feeling when I faced the white ape before. This old man was able to show such power just by taking action!

He raised his arm to block, and the next moment the fist had already landed on him. He felt as if he was hit head-on by a mad bull, and the terrifying impact force was transmitted from the fist.

chap!

Although he tried his best to reduce the force, his body still fell back unconsciously, and his feet plowed two deep grooves in the snow.

[Luan Cloak Fist Proficiency +1+1...]

"Look at the fist!"

Xiong Qing's punches were continuous and did not give Chen Changfan a chance to breathe. After a few punches, Chen Changfan's arms were shaken apart, revealing a flaw on his chest.

"Hmph! It's over!"

Xiong Qing snorted coldly, then threw a punch, hitting Chen Changfan hard in the chest.

The imagined loud fall did not happen. Chen Changfan made a muffled sound and actually took the punch head-on.

On the contrary, Lu Zixuan's face turned slightly pale.

"Golden silk soft armor?"

"Mr. Xiong has good eyesight..."

"Nonsense! I gave that to that good-for-nothing!"

Xiong Qing narrowed his eyes and looked at Lu Zixuan who was standing next to him with an embarrassed look on his face.

At that time, in order to show off, I directly gave away the golden soft armor. I wanted to hide it from my master, but who would have thought that it would be exposed so quickly.

"Why don't you fight anymore, Senior?"

When Chen Changfan saw Xiong Qing suddenly stop, he felt a little unsatisfied.

"No more fighting. I'm afraid I won't be able to stop myself."

What Xiong Qing said was not wrong. When he thought about the golden soft armor that he had spent a lot of money to get, and it was given to someone else so easily, he couldn't help but clench his fists.

Lu Zixuan held his forehead in embarrassment, and Chen Changfan couldn't help but twitch his lips slightly.

It seems this golden soft armor is worth a lot of money, but what about the black jade pill? How much is it worth?

"You have a good talent for martial arts, and your character is also acceptable. I'm going to be frank with you," Xiong Qing finished his training and exhaled, his expression suddenly becoming serious.

"Are you willing to join the Mo Dao Sect and become the direct disciple of the Sect Master?"

Lu Zixuan on the side also looked at Chen Changfan. As the sect master's personal disciple, his importance was extremely heavy.

He believed that no one could refuse such a godsend opportunity.

"I don't want to."

Chen Changfan's refusal was so straightforward that both the master and the disciple were unable to react. The words that were brewing in their hearts just now could not be uttered.

"Um... I guess what I said just now was correct. I meant that you can become the direct disciple of the Ink Blade Sect's Sect Master."

"Maybe my master didn't explain it clearly enough just now. As the sect master's personal disciple, you can choose any martial arts in the sect. The Black Jade Pills I gave you are enough, and there are also various magical weapons in the sect's arsenal..."

Xiong Qing's face darkened. This prodigal disciple had also given away the Black Jade Pill?