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Lin Feng chatted with Mr. Hong for half an hour and felt that he had benefited greatly.

When it comes to martial arts training, there's a world of difference between having someone teach you and not having one.

At this moment, the maid Yue'e brought in a large pot of stewed meat.

"Brother Lin Feng, why don't you chat with the gentleman later?"

Eat something first, fill your stomach, and your wound will heal faster.

Lin Feng smelled the aroma of meat, and his stomach rumbled twice, much to his dismay.

"Thank you, Sister Yue'e." Lin Feng sat down at the table, ready to start eating.

The maid Yue'e said, "Brother Lin Feng, you don't need to be so polite with me. This meat was brought to us by you."

Lin Feng picked up his chopsticks and looked at the maid Yue'e and Mr. Hong, "Aren't you going to eat some?"

Mr. Hong said, "You can eat by yourself. We just had lunch before you came."

Lin Feng took a closer sniff; the aroma of the meat was mixed with a medicinal fragrance, indicating that some herbs had been added during the stewing process.

Having a master makes all the difference; their food is much more refined than mine.

"Then I won't stand on ceremony." Lin Feng picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

In no time, Lin Feng had finished the whole pot of meat; even the tendons, bones, joints, and cartilage were eaten.

They were practically ready to chew the bones up and swallow them whole.

"It smells so good! Yue'e's cooking is really good."

It seemed that few people praised the maid Yue'e's cooking skills, and Yue'e smiled when she heard Lin Feng's praise.

"Brother Lin Feng likes to eat, so he often comes over to serve you. I'll make you a pot every time you come."

"Mm." Lin Feng nodded. "The master just said that he would have you teach me the basic sword techniques in a while. If I can master them in a month, the master will take me as his disciple."

The maid, Yue'e, looked at Mr. Hong with a puzzled expression.

What do you mean by this, sir?

Is there an entry-level test?

When I first started practicing basic swordsmanship, it took me two years to even get the basics down.

Asking Brother Lin Feng to learn the basics in a month is tantamount to directly refusing him, isn't it?

Even the world's top geniuses are lucky if they can master the basics in a month.

Mr. Hong gave his maid, Yue'e, a look that said, "Mind your own business."

The maid Yue'e understood. Mr. Hong didn't want to take on any disciples; he only wanted to teach Brother Lin Feng a basic sword technique.

Basic swordsmanship is at least a low-level martial art, and it forms the foundation of all sword techniques in the Sword Sect.

I've heard that if you can master the basic sword techniques to the ninth level, you'll make rapid progress in other sword techniques of the Sword Sect.

Moreover, the basic sword techniques are quite lethal, far superior to those inferior martial arts.

If Brother Lin learns the basic swordsmanship, he should be able to protect himself.

Mr. Hong seems to be in a good mood today.

Seeing that Lin Feng had finished a whole bowl of meat, he smiled and said, "Little Feng can eat quite a lot. He has a strong digestive system, which makes his martial arts training twice as effective."

"Hehe." Lin Feng chuckled twice, "I could eat another bowl of this too."

He wasn't exaggerating; because of its injury, it digests food exceptionally quickly.

After finishing the bowl of meat, most of it had already been digested, and his stomach hadn't bulged at all.

With the help of medication and food, his injuries improved considerably, and his life attribute had recovered to ten.

"Oh?" Mr. Hong looked at Lin Feng's flat stomach and couldn't help but marvel. His ability to digest food far exceeded that of ordinary people. It seemed that Lin Feng did indeed have some talent for martial arts.

Unfortunately, he is indeed getting on in years.

Major martial arts sects typically start training their disciples from a young age, with some beginning to learn martial arts as early as four or five years old.

Upon hearing Lin Feng say he wasn't full, the maid Yue'e raised an eyebrow, put her hands on her hips, and said, "Brother Lin Feng, are you blaming me for not cooking enough?"

Lin Feng quickly said, "It's because Yue'e's cooking is so delicious. I've never eaten anything so good in my life, so I'm still a little hungry."

The maid Yue'e then laughed, "Hmph, you know how to talk."

Mr. Hong also said with a smile, "Alright, stop fooling around, let's go to the yard together."

Before it gets dark, Yue'e, pass on the basic sword techniques to Xiao Feng.

"Xiao Feng, learn as much as you can."

Lin Feng carried Mr. Hong to the courtyard, where the maid Yue'e took out a wooden sword.

Mr. Hong put away his smile and said solemnly to Lin Feng, "Little Feng, don't tell anyone about me teaching you martial arts."

You are not allowed to pass on the martial arts I teach you to anyone else.

This is all for your own good.

Can it be done? "

Lin Feng also solemnly replied, "I can do it."

"Okay." Mr. Hong nodded and looked at the maid Yue'e beside him.

"Yue'e, demonstrate the basic sword techniques to Xiaofeng first."

Mr. Hong then looked at Lin Feng, "Little Feng, there are 108 basic sword techniques."

You must first master these 108 sword techniques before you can learn the inner cultivation method.

The time spent learning the techniques and mental cultivation methods will also be counted within the agreed-upon one-month period.

Lin Feng clasped his hands in a fist and said, "I understand."

The maid Yue'e pouted. It seemed the master really didn't want to take Brother Lin Feng as his apprentice. That was too harsh.

It would be quite good if one could master all 108 sword moves in a month.

It took me half a month of practice to memorize all 108 basic sword techniques.

Mr. Hong said, "Yue'e, you can begin. Xiao Feng, watch carefully."

With a swift, swift motion, Yue'e began to demonstrate basic swordsmanship with her wooden sword.

In order to make it easier for Lin Feng to see, she slowed down her speed.

Lin Feng stared intently at the sword in Yue'e's hand.

The basic swordsmanship is indeed quite basic, consisting of basic slashing and thrusting moves, but there are nuances to the angles and force used, and many details to consider.

Yue'e quickly completed a set of sword techniques.

If Lin Feng tried to memorize it, he could only remember ten or eight moves at most, and even then, he might not be able to remember them perfectly.

But Lin Feng has a system.

After watching Yue'e demonstrate the swordsmanship, Lin Feng saw the basic swordsmanship information appear in the martial arts section of his attribute panel.

Basic swordsmanship (moves) (inferior level) (not yet mastered).

This means he has learned the basic sword techniques, but not the inner cultivation method.

Every move of the basic sword techniques was etched into his mind.

After Yue'e finished demonstrating the basic sword techniques, Mr. Hong looked at Lin Feng and asked, "Little Feng, how much of it have you memorized?"

Lin Feng felt that since he wanted to become an apprentice, he had to demonstrate extraordinary talent.

Otherwise, given my age and lack of talent, who would be willing to take me as a disciple?

Which teacher doesn't like a student who can learn something after just one look?

So Lin Feng said, "Sir, I've remembered everything."

Mr. Hong frowned, clearly thinking that Lin Feng was bragging.

Mr. Hong felt that his talent was top-notch, and his family background was also first-class.

Even when learning basic sword techniques, it's impossible to memorize them after just one viewing.

His senior brother demonstrated it to him three times before he could barely remember the 108 basic sword techniques.

Even so, it still greatly shocked the master and his fellow disciples.

Most people would need half a month just to learn the moves of this sword technique.

The maid Yue'e beside him also didn't believe that Lin Feng could remember it after just one look.

"Brother Lin Feng, don't brag."

Now it's your turn to demonstrate.

It's okay if you don't remember many moves; no one here will laugh at you.

Don't make any rash gestures; the gentleman dislikes people who boast.

Lin Feng unconsciously touched his nose.

Do they really think I'm that bad at talent?

Why don't they believe in themselves?

Mr. Hong seemed somewhat displeased. He closed his eyes and said, "Alright, then you can demonstrate it once. Yue'e, give him the sword."