Beichen Feng came to the famous back of Beichen's house, with thousands of miles of back gardens, large bamboo forests, and several mountain peaks. He was really rich. Beichen Feng put the sword, scabbard and wrist guard into the storage ring and walked into the bamboo forest.
Seeing the green bamboo swaying freely in the wind, and the dark green bamboo leaves slowly falling from the sky, Beichen Feng closed his eyes and felt the rhythm of the falling bamboo leaves. Beichen Feng casually broke off a branch of bamboo, held it with both hands, and used it as a weapon.
Start practicing.
The initial practice consisted of two movements, the left chop and the right chop. But it was these two movements that Beichen Feng practiced all day long. He did not stop until his arms were shaking so much that he could not hold the bamboo pole. But Beichen Feng did not stop there.
, instead he sat cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed and performed the Guiyuan Jue. After resting for a while, he felt that he had some strength, so he practiced again. Bei Chenfeng practiced these two movements very hard. As it got darker, Bei Chenfeng put away the bamboo pole.
, quickly ran back to the room.
In the following week, Bei Chenfeng always hurried to the bamboo forest in the morning, then practiced swordsmanship, worked on the mental method, practiced sword again, and then ran back to the room to work on the mental method. In Beichenfeng's view, working on the mental method meant resting.
.Beichentian has been paying attention to the changes in his son these days. Seeing Beichenfeng working so hard, Beichentian is very happy. He is glad that his son is finally willing to practice, but he does not know that this son is no longer the son he used to be.
Bei Chentian returned to the room, took out a dusty book from under the bed, gently swept away the dust, and revealed three words: Six Sword Jue. Bei Chentian returned to the bamboo forest in the backyard with combat skills, and saw Bei Chen
Feng was still practicing and did not disturb him. He just waited quietly on the side. After Beichen Feng practiced until his arms trembled again, Beichen walked over. "Feng'er, there is a combat skill here, you may be able to use it."
Then, Beichentian handed over his combat skills to Beichenfeng.
Beichen Feng looked at the combat skills in his hands and immediately said in surprise, "Thank you, father!" Six Sword Techniques are human-level primary combat skills, specifically for sword practice. "Feng'er, you can continue practicing. I have something to do for my father, so I'll leave first." Beichen
Tian didn't want to disturb Beichen Feng, so he left. Beichen Feng looked at Beichen Tian and burst into tears. In his previous life, he didn't feel the warmth of his relatives, but in this life, Beichen Feng did. Beichen Feng took a deep breath and continued to practice stabbing.
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About a week later, Bei Chenfeng felt that he had practiced his basic skills well, so he took out the Six Sword Techniques and began to practice combat skills. "Six Sword Techniques, a total of six swords, the master can make the sword as powerful as rain, and it is unstoppable."
"The first sword is Wind Stab, the second sword is Wind Piercer, the third sword is Wind and Cloud Slash, the fourth sword is Wind and Rain Slash, the fifth sword is Storm Slash, and the sixth sword is Storm Sword." Beichen Feng read.
"Let's get started." Beichenfeng held the bamboo pole and prepared to practice.
"The wind stabs, as fast as the wind, as fast as the rain. It emphasizes sprinting at the fastest speed to hit the enemy's vital points, and requires a fatal blow." Beichen Feng recited the mantra, closed his eyes, and found that a figure appeared in his mind and actually stabbed the enemy to perfection.
"I'll go! This is...comprehension!" Beichen Feng was overjoyed and began to follow the steps of the figure in his mind to use the Wind Sting step by step. Beichen Feng held the bamboo pole with one hand and stood in the bamboo forest with his eyes closed.
, feel the changes around you.
There was a breeze, and a bamboo leaf fell slowly. When it was about to fall on the same plane as Beichen Feng, Beichen Feng launched an attack, "Strike with the Wind!" Beichen Feng stabbed out the bamboo pole in his hand in an instant, and the bamboo leaf continued to fall slowly, as if
It was not affected in any way, but when it was about to hit the ground, it split into two halves. "Huh..." Bei Chenfeng exhaled a breath of turbid air and opened his eyes, "Awesome! I will practice here from now on."
Beichen Feng knew that compared to the swift stab of the figure in his mind, he was more than a little behind. The figure in his mind had completely understood the secrets of the sword and the avenue of heaven and earth. A casual sword strike in Beichen Feng's eyes was a fatal blow, and he would never be able to escape it.
"I don't know how this figure appeared, don't care, continue practicing." Bei Chenfeng shook his head and continued to practice the wind stab. But in his storage ring, the Qiankun Sword emits a faint blue light, and the purple gold emits purple light.
The bracers resonate.
Beichen Feng closed his eyes and stood in the bamboo forest. The bamboo pole in his hand hung naturally beside him, as if he was integrated with the bamboo forest. For a long time, no bamboo leaves fell, but Beichen Feng was not impatient and still stood there, as if
Like a stone statue. Finally, a strong wind blew, and several bamboo leaves fell. Beichen Feng's ears twitched, and I clenched the bamboo pole in my hand, "Strike!" A white shadow, Beichen Feng moved several feet, and the falling bamboo leaves fell on Beichen Feng.
Behind Feng, everything was scattered.
"It still doesn't work." Bei Chenfeng saw the broken leaves behind him and shook his head. "Feng'er." Bei Chentian came. "Father, is there anything?" Bei Chenfeng asked. "In one month, it will be the fourth day of this year.
The family martial arts meeting is here, prepare well and strive to enter the top fifty." Bei Chentian said. At this time, Beichen Feng remembered that in a few days there will be a martial arts meeting between the four major families of the Eastern Kingdom.
As usual, if the three sects and six sects all come back, it won't necessarily be the case with Yujian Pavilion.
"I understand, kid." Beichen Feng nodded. "Don't be too hasty, you will definitely be in the top fifty this time." Beichen Tian encouraged. Beichen Feng was puzzled, but still nodded to express his understanding. After Bei Chentian left, Beichen
Feng thought about it and realized that the original Beichen Feng couldn't even get into the top 100, and was a complete waste. "I'll help you wash away your shame!" Beichen Feng decided to use this martial arts competition to redeem himself.
The original image of Beichen Feng.
Taking a deep breath, Bei Chenfeng decided to practice the second move. After all, if the martial arts club has too few combat skills, it will be very passive. "Wind Piercing, martial arts in the world respect speed. Wind Piercing emphasizes speed and accuracy. It can break through in an instant."
The wind comes out and kills the enemy with one sword." After Bei Chenfeng finished reading, he closed his eyes. Sure enough, a figure in his mind used the wind piercing thorn, a perfect blow, disappearing like the wind, and before he could react,
The enemy has been killed. "Huh... come on!" Bei Chenfeng encouraged himself.
It was still the bamboo forest, still the white figure. Beichen Feng was practicing speed and precision in the bamboo forest, pulling a big stone behind him and holding a heavy iron rod in his hand. "I'll go! This stone and this stick are at least two
One hundred catties!" Bei Chenfeng felt very strenuous. In front of him, a bamboo leaf fell slowly. Bei Chenfeng grasped the iron rod and stabbed it out, but he missed! The boulder slowed down Bei Chenfeng's speed, and the iron rod lowered Bei Chenfeng's body.
Accurate. "It seems like this is the way to practice!" Bei Chenfeng made up his mind.
So in the following week, Beichen Feng continued to practice like this until a week later. Beichen Feng carried a five hundred kilogram boulder behind him, and the iron rod in his hand also weighed a hundred kilograms. He closed his eyes and stood in the bamboo forest, with a fallen leaf in the distance.
Beichen Feng fell a few feet away. Beichen Feng moved his ears and instantly came to the front of the bamboo leaf. He thrust out a stick and split the bamboo leaf into two pieces. At this moment, iron rods and boulders could no longer limit Beichen Feng's speed and accuracy.
"We will practice like this in the future. The speed and accuracy still need to be improved." Beichen Feng thought.
