Lin Xiuran sat in front of the stone table. On the table was freshly brewed tea, steaming.
Her expression was calm, and it was hard to tell what she was thinking. Behind her, Qinggu stood quietly, but her expression was very complicated. She hesitated several times, not knowing what she wanted to say.
Finally, he mustered up the courage and stepped forward: "Girl, what are you..."
Lin Xiuran waved her hand and interrupted: "Fanggu, I know everything you want to say. I understand the truth. But there are some things that I hope I can make my own decisions. Even the people in the clan can't control me.
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Sighing softly, although Aunt Fang was a little worried, she couldn't help but feel relieved secretly.
The girl in her family, watching the girl grow up, finally came up with her own idea. Although the person she fell in love with was a bit unsatisfactory, at least this was the first time she decided to stick to something, so she should let it go.
Not long after, Feng Mian dressed in a simple white gown, freshened up deliberately, and then walked slowly over.
There was a smile on his face, but also a bit embarrassed. He finally got rid of the entanglement of the leader of Wu Kingdom. It was clear that if he and Lin Xiuran did not talk carefully today, there might be a bigger misunderstanding in the future.
"Of course, I'm sorry for keeping you waiting for me for so long..."
The next moment, Lin Xiuran picked up the tea cup, and with a movement of her hand, the tea turned into a small water dragon, approaching Feng Mian's face. This momentum was not inferior to any strong person. Feng Mian even felt that he had to deal with it with all his strength.
He took a few steps and stepped back lightly. But the water dragon instantly circled around him and surrounded him. The water vapor from all directions quickly gathered, and no matter how hard he avoided it, it was forced towards his face.
There was no other way, Feng Mian frowned, the golden light on his fist flashed, he punched out, the shadow of the fist dispersed, and then quickly gathered together. The power of the Thirty-six Tiangang Fist was brought to its extreme, and it directly impacted the water dragon head-on.
Bang! Boom!
There was a muffled sound, Feng Mian's body trembled, and he stomped hard, barely able to steady himself. The afterimage flashed and appeared in front of Lin Xiuran. He punched out again, and golden light rushed to her face.
But she actually didn't dodge and glanced at him indifferently. With a flick of her finger, a drop of tea flew out, condensed into a ball of energy, and easily removed Feng Mian's fist strength. Such a level of strength should not be underestimated.
ah!
With a flick of his sleeves and robe, Feng Mian calmed down his breath and sat down slowly.
"Of course, what do you mean by this? Are you testing my strength? Or is this some kind of test? But I am really surprised. After not seeing each other for a short time, your strength has actually reached the middle stage of the Infant Transformation Realm, which is one step away...
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Hearing this, before Lin Xiuran could speak, Aunt Fang spoke first.
"You should know now, the gap between you and the girl? You two are very different in nature, so Feng Mian, I admit that you are a genius, but at your level, you cannot catch up with the girl's level."
Is there an essential difference? Feng Mian didn't quite understand. He was obviously at the Transformation Infant Realm level. Although he was only in the early stage, he was about to reach the middle stage. But when he met Lin Xiuran, there was still such a huge difference. Why!
Lin Xiuran turned her head and glanced at Fang Gu. The latter was stunned, then looked at Feng Mian unwillingly and chose to shut up. In this matter, it seemed that the girl was determined to make her own decision.
At this time, Lin Xiuran looked at Feng Mian, with a meaningful smile on her lips.
"how
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, has the matter been resolved? I didn’t expect you to even win over Wu State now? Being able to compete head-on with Shengtian Academy, and also able to deal with Ning Guo’s invasion, your current value is immeasurable!”
Feng Mian's heart stirred and he raised his eyes. He stepped forward and said with a smile, "Are you jealous?"
"You are overthinking. The leader of the Wu Kingdom is not as simple as you see. Although she is a girl, she can make everyone in the Wu Kingdom surrender willingly. Do you think she is a simple existence?"
Feng Mian looked serious and said very seriously: "Of course I know this. She wants to win over me just because I am valuable and have the Phoenix Divine Vein. If Wei Shengtian fails, all the power is in my hands."
Standing up, Lin Xiuran looked at Feng Mian. Suddenly the conversation changed: "Looking at your strength, the state should be at the early stage of the Transformation Infant Realm. If you want to break through, you still need an opportunity."
"As for your spiritual martial art, Thirty-Six Tiangang Fist, right? In fact, it should be a very mysterious and powerful spiritual martial art. But for some reason, it doesn't seem to exert its maximum power in your hands."
This is also where Feng Mian is troubled. The fist shadow and punch pressure of the Thirty-Six Tiangang Fist have reached the upper-middle level, but they are still far behind the strength mentioned by the mysterious man, and no reason can be found.
Suddenly, Fanggu sneered, seemingly with some sarcasm.
Feng Mian frowned, feeling really uncomfortable.
"Fanggu, if you have anything to say, just say it directly. Why are you so angry all the time? I know you look down on me, but why don't you understand that Ranran likes me? Or do you have any opinions on my spiritual martial arts?"
Nodding, Lin Xiuran also signaled to Fang Gu to speak directly if she had anything to say.
Taking a step forward, Fang Gu looked at Feng Mian: "There is a big problem with you. Judging from your spiritual power and strength, and the tyranny of your spiritual martial arts, the starting point is really too high."
"First of all, your technique is very mysterious. After practicing it, the strength of your spiritual power is far beyond that of people of the same level. But you have always been in a safe zone and have no intention of finding a way out."
"Secondly, your spiritual martial arts skills are also very strong, even extremely advanced. But you are like holding a mountain of gold but unable to move it out. You have not exerted its true effect and full power at all."
Lin Xiuran walked to Feng Mian and said calmly: "You seem to have fallen into a shortcoming and a misunderstanding. The Thirty-Six Tiangang Fist is indeed a boxing technique, but if you really think so, you are too naive."
Bao Yuan is unified, and the spiritual martial arts in the world actually belong to the same sect. The so-called unity of all sources is this principle. The method of performing boxing can also be used in other moves. For example, swordsmanship, body skills, etc...
Swords, guns, swords and halberds, various weapons, and various spiritual martial arts skills can all be practiced using the Thirty-Six Tiangang Fist. The so-called Tiangang refers to the thirty-six changes. Finding the right position among the changes is the true meaning.
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"Feng Mian, in fact, after such a long period of time, many actual combats, and life-and-death experiences, you have accumulated a lot of strength, and your spiritual power is more mellow than that of ordinary people. You should have made a breakthrough long ago."
There is no problem in following one's heart, but Feng Mian's biggest problem is that he is too attached to one thing and is not good at maneuvering. Sometimes being strong is one thing, but you also need to use some means.
Indeed, in the face of absolute power, any means are useless. But at the moment, Feng Mian does not have absolute power.
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He should make more friends with strong people and trustworthy people.
"Of course, when you said this to Qing Gu, I seem to have captured something. The Thirty-Six Tiangang Fist has never been able to exert its due power. The difference in my strength is on the one hand, and it also requires a special opportunity."
Feng Mian himself also knew that there were very few times when his fists showed great power. Although they were not weak on weekdays, they always lacked a little feeling. Several times when they were powerful, it was because his father Feng Junyang was involved.
Lin Xiuran's delicate body flashed, and the sword hilt appeared in her hand. With a sharp and free wave, a wave of sword energy burst out from the sword hilt, showing an arc shape, and then turned into a huge water dragon, flowing in a circle in the air.
"Feng Mian, have you seen clearly? What is contained in this sword? Why can my casual sword turn into substantial sword energy? You must be firm in your mind to have absolute confidence."
Fang Gu stepped in between them: "Girl, you have said enough today. As for whether he can understand and how much he can understand, it depends on his own destiny. It's time for us to leave. If we don't leave, he will suffer great consequences.
trouble."
Turning around, Lin Xiuran left Feng Mian with a silhouette behind her. She said seriously: "Feng Mian, a cultivator is not just about strength and state of mind. When necessary, maneuvering is also a part of cultivation. You are too bad at maneuvering..."
"Huang Haoyu is a very good person, and we should be able to have a close friendship. As long as you grasp it well, he will definitely be a big help to you in the future. If you want to step onto a bigger stage, the art of strategizing is a required course for you!"
Nodding, Feng Mian looked at Lin Xiuran's leaving figure and fell into deep thought.
Yes, if you want to survive in this world, in addition to having absolute strength, having strong support is also very important. Machiavellian tactics does not only refer to conspiracy, but also has a positive meaning.
Winning over and making friends all require tactics. In this regard, the people in Juxian Pavilion and the Qian family have done very well. Even Qian Shuangshuang is a master among them. In comparison, Feng Mian is indescribable.
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Turning around, Feng Mian walked towards the Imperial City. Lin Xiuran's move kept popping up in his mind.
It contains not only swordsmanship, but also other moves. It can be said that there are thousands of changes. Just a single move can have such a level. This is a state that Feng Mian has not yet reached.
As for not being good at strategy, Feng Mian had to admit that he really didn't have much research on scheming and scheming. So many times, he had to rely on Feng Yizhou, the others, and even Qian Shuangshuang to help him come up with ideas.
"Huang Haoyu? It seems that I really want to talk to him..."
Just as he was calculating in his mind, a figure suddenly appeared and stopped directly in front of him.
"Feng Mian, I finally waited until you were alone. You destroyed the century-old foundation of our Shengtian College, seriously injured you, and even destroyed my father's cultivation. I must settle this account with you today!"
Raising his head, Feng Mian's face darkened, and his eyes gradually turned cold as he stared at the person in front of him.
A sneer appeared on his face: "Why, you finally couldn't hold it in any longer? Are you going to take action? Shengtian College is ambitious. It's not enough to occupy Cangzhou. It's not enough to occupy Lanzhou. The target is actually the entire Cangling world. Shouldn't this end?"
If Shengtian Academy continues to be allowed to develop, Wei Shengtian's hands may reach wider places. Moreover, there is a Shadow Sect behind him, which is very mysterious. What exactly he wants to do is unknown.