The news about Feng Yinyue made Zhao Feng slightly excited.
Ever since I took the title of Marquis Guangjun, my fellow disciples and brothers have not gotten to know each other very well and have not learned much from each other.
There are still two or three days before Nangong Fan's invitation.
Before that, Zhao Feng went to Baoxuan Hall.
There is a place for collecting martial arts books in Baoxuan Hall, called the "Collection of Books". The contents of the books are not limited to martial arts, but also include astronomy, geography, history, pharmacology and many other categories.
Many of the books here are coveted lost classics in the outside world.
As a direct disciple of Marquis Guangjun, Zhao Feng can basically read all the contents in the library.
Zhao Feng came to the "Martial Arts Classification". The martial arts levels here can reach up to Semi-Saint Grade.
The martial arts of the semi-saint level has great restrictions on some martial arts masters. If they have not made a great contribution to the Guangling Mansion, they are not qualified to learn.
Zhao Feng could browse through these semi-sacred martial arts at will, but he could only bring out ten books in total.
But Zhao Feng didn't need to take it out at all. He opened his left eye and quickly browsed through the semi-sacred martial arts that he was interested in.
So far, the few martial arts he has majored in are basically semi-saint martial arts.
Even the lowest level "Pointing Star Finger" has power that is not weaker than that of a semi-saint martial arts.
Zhao Feng referred to these semi-saint martial arts and found that the "Smoke Shadowless Step" and "Guiyuan Qi Jue" he received from San Wei and Bei Mo that day were among the best among semi-sacred martial arts.
Especially the "Guiyuan Qi Jue", its power and specificity are almost as powerful as those of holy martial arts.
In addition, his practice of "Piao Lingdu" is undoubtedly the best among semi-sacred martial arts.
"It seems like there is no need for me to choose a new semi-saint martial art."
Zhao Feng came to a conclusion.
If I had to pick a weak point, it seems to be only "Pointing Star Finger".
But this fingering method, he has a very high level of practice. If it is combined with the "Resident Wind Style", it will be even more powerful. Moreover, he is not willing to spend too much energy to understand new attack martial arts.
Zhao Feng is willing to put more energy into understanding the "Four Wind Styles", which are the four sacred residual styles in the left eye space: Sui Feng Style, Tornado Style, Residual Wind Style, and Gale Wind Style.
Now, Zhao Feng has basically understood the "Following Wind Style" and has begun to try the next move, the "Tornado Style".
Since the last time he saw the holy martial arts in the holy building, Zhao Feng vaguely realized that the "Four Winds Style" is not an ordinary holy martial arts. It is only a half-movement, but it has such mysterious depth.
In the left eye space, Zhao Feng can activate many memory scenes, including Four Winds Style and Xuanfeng Palm.
When Zhao Feng studied for enlightenment, he found that Xuanfeng Palm and Four Winds Style could confirm and promote each other.
In the category of martial arts, Zhao Feng flipped through a large number of martial arts secret books and took them all into his mind with great interest to increase the theory of martial arts.
after.
Zhao Feng went to the other book categories in the Library Pavilion.
Among them, he is more interested in geography and history.
Because he came from a weak clan, Zhao Feng lacked a real understanding of the continent where he lived.
Most of the books on geography and history are limited to the "Hengyun Thirteen Kingdoms Alliance".
"Hengyun Tianlin is so big, it actually covers the Thirteen Kingdoms region..."
Zhao Feng was slightly surprised.
As the name implies, the Thirteen-Nation Alliance is an organization of allied countries that unite to fight against foreign enemies.
What kind of enemy is there that requires the thirteen countries to jointly fight against it?
Zhao Feng breathed heavily and continued to read geography and history.
"For nearly a thousand years, the Alliance of Thirteen Kingdoms has been struggling to survive between the 'two great powers'. The two great powers: Tianfeng Power and Iron Dragon Power, are fighting each other and balancing each other. If any of the 'powers' defeats, the Thirteen Kingdoms will
The alliance will face the disaster of national destruction..."
When Zhao Feng saw this, he looked surprised.
A long time ago, when he was in Qingye Town, he always thought that Yuyang City was very big, the county city was out of reach, and Xiangyun Kingdom was even more huge.
But I didn't expect that the Thirteen Kingdoms, including the Xiangyun Kingdom, were just trying to survive between the two major powers.
Once the balance between the two major powers is broken, the Thirteen-Nation Alliance has little power to fight back.
"Hmm? Northern Continent?"
Zhao Feng also noticed that the two major powers mentioned in the geography in the article were just two of the many powers in the "Northern Continent".
In the library, the geographical narratives extend at most to the Northern Continent.
As for other areas of Qinghua Continent, they are basically covered in one go.
In the next half day, Zhao Feng digested and studied some geography and history in the library, and his horizons were greatly expanded.
But for some reason, he always felt that the content mentioned in the library was just the tip of the iceberg in this world.
Three days passed by in a blink of an eye.
This morning, Feng Yinyue, Zhao Feng, and Zhao Yufei came to Nangong Fan's house together.
There are actually more than a dozen named disciples of Marquis Guangjun.
However, there are only five or six people at the same age, including Bei Mo, Nangong Fan, Feng Yinyue, Zhao Feng, and Zhao Yufei.
In addition, there is a young man named "Yang Qingshan" who is about sixteen or seventeen years old and has reached the eighth level of martial arts.
"Haha! Junior Brother Nangong, why don't you introduce this new junior brother and junior sister to me quickly?"
Yang Qingshan's voice was bold and loud, and he was very enthusiastic when he saw the newcomers Zhao Feng.
Nangong Fan felt a slight headache and introduced Zhao Feng and the other three to Yang Qingshan one by one.
"Why hasn't that guy from Beimo arrived yet? This guy is practicing the "Ripple Technique". He must be crazy, right? Hahaha..."
Yang Qingshan curled his lips and laughed again.
Several fellow disciples of similar ages have basically arrived, and only Bei Mo is left.
During this period, Yang Qingshan's mouth never stopped.
Nangong Fan also felt a little weak, but this Senior Brother Yang was only stronger than him.
"coming!"
Yang Qingshan shouted softly.
I saw an old-fashioned young man walking outside the courtyard, it was Bei Mo.
"Junior Brother Bei, you are finally here."
Nangong Fan breathed a sigh of relief.
Bei Mo glanced at everyone lightly, sat cross-legged on the spot, and began to practice his internal skills.
Zhao Feng and the other three looked at each other in confusion, but Nangong Fan and Yang Qingshan were not surprised.
After several fellow disciples arrived, they began to discuss among themselves, occasionally showing off, and exchanging ideas.
Among them, the main discussion was between Nangong Fan and Yang Qingshan.
Zhao Feng and the other two occasionally interrupted.
As for Beimo, he is like a piece of wood, always in the process of cultivation.
After a while, several fellow apprentices began to compete.
"Three new junior brothers and junior sisters, who can play with me?"
Yang Qingshan had a smile on his face and looked very enthusiastic.
"I come!"
Feng Yinyue came out and fought with Yang Qingshan.
Yang Qingshan actually suppressed his cultivation to the seventh level peak and faced off against Feng Yinyue.
Two figures shuttled and collided in a small area in the courtyard.
Mountain style!
Yang Qingshan suddenly used a move from the holy martial arts, and slapped it with one palm. It was like the pressure of a mountain, and the surrounding air rushed away like a wave.
"Tianhuan style!"
Feng Yinyue performed the holy martial arts residual style, and her movements were like the phantom of the moon, overlapping one after another. However, under the pressure of Yang Qingshan's moves, her body was inexplicably restrained everywhere.
After fighting for ten or twenty moves, Feng Yinyue was breathing heavily and sweating profusely.
This is still when Yang Qingshan controls his cultivation.
Later, Zhao Yufei came on the stage to compete with Yang Qingshan.
Yang Qingshan still suppressed his cultivation level to be equal to that of his opponent.
Zhao Yufei's performance exceeded expectations. Under the pressure of Yang Qingshan, her body and martial arts showed their great potential.
However, after dozens of moves, Zhao Yufei was also defeated.
"This Yang Qingshan has practiced many semi-saint martial arts, and his fire level is even higher. There seems to be a complete set of holy moves among them."
Zhao Feng watched the battle and saw it very clearly.
Feng Yin Yue, after Zhao Yufei was defeated, Yang Qingshan looked at Zhao Feng with a smile again.
It's my turn?
Zhao Feng stood up.
"Haha, let me do it!"
A sly smile appeared at the corner of Nangong Fan's mouth, and his body swayed, replacing Yang Qingshan.
Yang Qingshan was a little strange, why did Nangong Fan choose Zhao Feng to take action?
He did not refuse and gave up his position to Nangong Fan.
Zhao Feng felt a little cold in his heart. He knew that when he left Lingwu Hall last time, his words slightly contradicted Nangong Fan, making him a little unhappy.
"Junior Brother Zhao Feng, don't worry about taking action. My cultivation level will be controlled at the seventh level, which is comparable to yours."
Nangong Fan said with a smile on his face, as if he was instructing his disciples.
Whoosh!
Zhao Feng didn't talk nonsense, and with a sway of his body, he came behind Nangong Fan silently.
During the whole process, there was almost no sound, and the reaction was so slow that Zhao Feng's shadow was not even visible.
So fast!
Feng Yinyue and Zhao Yufei were slightly moved.
What Zhao Feng used was the semi-sacred martial arts "Smokeless Shadow Step", which was silent and shadowless, making it impossible to defend against.
Star finger!
Zhao Feng's "Star Pointing Finger" reached the peak of the fourth level in an instant, and the power of his finger came out, streaking a blue streak of starlight, and pointed in front of Nangong Fan.
“The standard is not bad!”
Nangong Fan smiled indifferently and flicked his sleeves, turning into invisible air waves and wind. With a "pop", Zhao Feng's finger energy was wiped out.
So easy!
Zhao Feng felt solemn in his heart. He was afraid that the other party had practiced a holy inner skill. With every movement of his hand, he concentrated himself to the extreme with his Star Finger to extinguish it.
After destroying the attack, Nangong Fan tapped his palm again, white air waves swirled, and poured towards Zhao Feng layer by layer.
Zhao Feng wanted to dodge, but felt an inexplicable suction force that restrained him.
Nangong Fan, standing in the center, is like a whirlpool, absorbing the dust and dead leaves around him, making his voice astonishing.
"Tsk, tsk, Junior Brother Nangong's 'Turbine Magic' has increased in power again."
Yang Qingshan laughed.
Point your finger at the star!
Zhao Feng did not retreat but advanced, and with the help of that suction force, he launched his signature skill of "Pointing Star Finger".
Phew! Phew! Phew...
During the attack, Zhao Feng's fingers moved continuously, like stars twinkling, constantly rising and dying.
Some of the fingering energy shoots through the sky continuously, like meteors passing through, which is beautiful and moving.
"The attack power is okay, but it's not of much use to me."
Nangong Fan smiled calmly and stood there, making empty gestures with his hands.
Huhu~
Layers of white air waves were rising and falling all around, and the suction force on Nangong Fan was getting stronger and stronger, and it kept spinning.
Zhao Feng felt that his finger strength was like a stone sinking into the ocean. As soon as he got close to the opponent, it would be weakened, deflected, and annihilated.
Moreover, after falling into the opponent's internal energy field, his actions and attacks are greatly restricted.
Seeing that Zhao Feng fell into a passive position and was on the verge of being beaten.
Follow the wind!
Zhao Feng's movements and attacks suddenly merged into a kind of artistic movement. Amid the white air waves and the ever-changing suction, they moved naturally with the wind.
Point your finger at the star!
Zhao Feng's attacks were also full of agility and variability. He hovered around Nangong Fan, attacking again and again, as if he was taking advantage of the opponent's wind.
"This kid can actually crack my holy grade internal energy!"