"It's actually an incomplete martial skill. How come it wasn't discovered before?"
Ye Feng walked over and reached out to pick it up.
"The light of the sword·the shadow of the sword!"
This is the name of this book. When Ye Feng saw these four words, for some reason, he saw in his eyes a phantom villain practicing magical powers on it. The light of the sword flashed, the shadow of the sword tore apart, and the sharp aura rushed towards his face, extremely domineering.
When I opened it, my eyes lit up and I was deeply attracted by the content inside.
Ever since the purple divine dragon appeared in his mind, his ability to understand the soul had changed. Many obscure and complicated problems would be understood with just a little thought.
"Haha, it's you!"
...Ye Feng returned to his yard and practiced the moves of "Sword Light·Sword Shadow".
The book did not indicate the level of the technique and was a scrap, but it did not affect Ye Feng's liking at all.
"This is a skill that uses swords to the extreme. Whether you are using a sword or a sword, what you pay attention to is speed, extreme speed, resulting in a situation where others only see the blade of the sword being unsheathed for an inch, but in fact it has already been unsheathed.
, Completed the illusion of a fatal kill..." Ye Feng knew that to do all this, he had to be fast, surpass everyone's eyes, and complete the fatal kill.
And if you want to master this skill, you can only study hard and practice hard.
Ye Feng liked to use swords, so he found an ordinary iron sword, stood alone in the yard, and began to practice hard.
Drawing the sword, drawing the sword, sheathing the sword... He practiced these three movements repeatedly. His face was wet with sweat, and his clothes were soaked with sweat, and he didn't even notice.
All he was thinking about was how to quickly draw the sword, draw the sword, and then put the sword away... He knew that challenging Ye Hai was not his only goal, but on the contrary, it was only the first step in his rise.
In Longgu Continent, strength is respected, the weak are mediocre and are bullied by others, but only the strong can call the shots and be respected by others.
Ye Feng has a strong dream in his heart. He wants to be a strong martial artist who will not be underestimated by anyone. As long as he can rise in the Ye family, he will definitely ride a horse and sing, and be employed in the world with great vigor.
"Bang, bang, bang..." After rehearsing it thousands and thousands of times, the only sound in the yard was the sound of the sword being unsheathed and re-sheathed. It was almost crazy.
He forgot to eat and rest, he just kept practicing. As time passed little by little, his eyes became redder and redder.
Even he didn't know that when he was practicing over and over again, the purple divine dragon flew out of his mind and circled above his head.
The pair of dragon eyes seemed to be thinking, staring directly at the young man training hard below.
As Zilong watched, Ye Feng's sword-drawing speed became faster and faster, becoming more and more skillful.
But in the end, the body had its limit, and with sweat all over his body, Tie Jian escaped and fainted.
After about half a stick of incense, he slowly woke up and started practicing endlessly again.
Faintly, he discovered a problem. Every time he drew and retracted his sword, the faster he went, the more energy he consumed in his body. Now, the energy in his body was almost exhausted.
"The spiritual energy here is extremely weak and cannot support my consumption."
"Buzz..." Just when he stopped practicing and was out of breath, his mind suddenly shook, and then a large text appeared in his mind.
"Spirit Gathering Array!"
The appearance of this text was very sudden, as if he knew what Ye Feng was thinking, but it also seemed that he was about to think of it subconsciously. It really seemed like he had two selves and a split personality.
However, it has to be said.
Array Masters are quite awesome in this continent and are very popular. They are a rare profession because this profession has very high requirements for oneself and not just anyone can be one.
In a city as big as Tianshui City, there is no formation master, which shows how difficult and noble this profession is.
Now, the method of setting up the Spirit Gathering Array actually appeared in Ye Feng's mind. Doesn't it mean that Ye Feng is about to become an array master?
"It seems that God really treats me well. Whether it is the Dragon Emperor's rebirth or the Dragon Emperor's inherited memory, it is a profit for me... Now I have the memory of the immortal and eternal Dragon Emperor, although everything is still in the same state.
In the confused stage, it’s intermittent, but I believe that it won’t take long for the memory in my mind to become clearer and clearer. At that time, all the awesome formations and alchemy methods are nothing, I have everything!”
Ye Feng was laughing crazily in the yard.
...In the blink of an eye, three days have passed.
On this day, Ye Xiao came to Ye Feng.
In fact, he should have come a long time ago, not to deal with some family handover matters.
Now that he is no longer the head of the Ye family, the handover matters have been dealt with. In addition, he has heard about Ye Feng's breakthrough in the past few days, so he came here specifically to take a look today.
He walked into the yard and saw a young man standing in the yard, waving an iron sword in his hand, practicing the same action over and over again.
At first glance, this action seems unremarkable, but upon closer inspection, it is quite different.
With each draw and sheath of the sword, his speed changed little by little, getting faster and faster.
It was almost like looking at Ye Feng standing still and not making any movements, but in fact he had completed the series of movements.
Ye Xiao knew that it required extremely fast speed to form a state.
To achieve this speed, you must have a strong will and unremitting efforts.
It is undoubtedly not shocking to him that his "waste" son can actually reach this level.
"Um?
wrong!"
Just now his attention was focused on Ye Feng, but now he suddenly realized something.
Ever since he came to this courtyard, it seemed that the aura here was much richer than outside.
He looked around, doubts appearing in his eyes, but after the doubts, he was shocked.
Three times...three times the spiritual energy! The spiritual energy here is three times more dense than outside! How is this possible?
He looked at the young man in the yard and found that the latter was not aware of his arrival at all and was just practicing the same movements over and over again.
His breathing suddenly became heavy.
He thought of some possibility, but he didn't believe it.
He actually walked out of the yard and then came in again.
The difference in aura between the inside and outside of the hospital made him deeply understand that this was not a dream, everything was real.
He looked at the young man in the courtyard and knew that this must be related to Ye Feng, but he couldn't think of how Ye Feng did it.
He desperately wanted to know the answer.
"Xiao Feng!"
Suppressing the turmoil in his heart, he walked to Ye Feng.
Only then, Ye Feng, who had been practicing hard, woke up and realized his father's arrival.
"Father, you are here."
Ye Feng wiped his sweat and showed a smile on his face.
Looking at the sweaty young man, Ye Xiao couldn't help but ask: "Xiao Feng, why is the spiritual energy in the yard so strong? What did you do?"
Ye Feng also said: "I have set up a formation here, called the Spirit Gathering Formation, but this formation is too low-level, and it has only gathered together the spiritual energy of a radius of three thousand miles, and it still has not reached the level of
My expectations!”
If Ye Xiao had heard Ye Feng say this before, he wouldn't have believed it to death. His son was definitely bragging.
It's different now.
He personally felt the richness of the spiritual energy in the courtyard, which was actually much richer than outside.
But even so, Ye Xiao couldn't help but widen his eyes and said: "You said that you set up the spirit gathering array here, and you just gathered together the spiritual energy from a radius of three thousand miles..." "That's right, three thousand
It’s only 30,000 miles. If I were stronger, 30,000 miles wouldn’t be a problem!”
Ye Feng shrugged, not noticing Ye Xiao's dumbfounded expression at all.
What is just three thousand miles... There was a short circuit in Ye Xiao's head.
Something that he couldn't even do was actually accomplished by Ye Feng. Instead of feeling proud, Ye Feng felt that it was very casual.
It seems that setting up this formation is a piece of cake for Ye Feng, not a problem at all... "So... you are an formation master?"