As he was flying upside down, Feng Ziqing quickly mobilized his energy to stabilize his body. He thought to himself, he was trying to prevent this, but he didn't expect that he had tampered with the scabbard. He quickly put the scabbard into a square object to prevent it from falling.
Change again.
"Don't worry, the scabbard is just to draw you into the battle. It will be normal after one time." Ming Shanqiao enthusiastically explained Feng Ziqing's doubts.
"Ahem, Mr. Ming really has such good intentions?" Feng Zi coughed twice and exhaled the suffocating air in his chest.
"This is natural. Although your cultivation qualifications are good and your level is not low, it would indeed be a big trouble if you put it elsewhere. However, it will not make me feel jealous. After today, the past grudges between you and me will be wiped out.
If you are dissatisfied, you can come to me at any time, but I'm afraid, you don't dare." The beautiful young master looked arrogant and had contempt in his eyes.
Feng Ziqing snorted inwardly, "I just gave birth to a good fetus. What's the air? Sooner or later, I will cause trouble for the royal family of Ziluo Kingdom."
He looked around, and saw that everyone's positions had not changed, except that there was a circular Yuanli barrier dozens of feet away. Fengzhu Pavilion was at the edge of the barrier. The woman in the pavilion had a smile on her face, and her smile was charming.
"Old Chen, play well with Mr. Feng, and be sure to fulfill your friendship with the place."
"Don't worry, Young Master, I will not let Young Master Feng down."
The handsome young man hummed, patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder, then turned around and walked back to the pavilion, taking the fruits from the beauty with a satisfied look on his face.
Feng Ziqing raised his hand, shook his arm, and hummed to the middle-aged man: "You alone will probably disappoint Hua Rooster."
Chen Shi grinned and said: "It seems that after half a year, Mr. Feng's strength has improved a lot, but it doesn't matter. It's still early. Chen will play with Mr. Feng first to relieve my son's boredom."
Feng Ziqing darkened his eyes. If the opponent was only a warrior of the Seventh Realm, he could still deal with this half-step of the True Pure Realm. If it was more than that, then he probably wouldn't get any good results today.
"Then, come on!"
Feng Zi shouted softly, rushed forward first, and punched out, bang! He collided with the opponent's fists, and then was hit by the air wave and took a few steps back before standing still. He looked at the opponent intently, and sure enough, the opponent only stepped back.
He took a small step, with a calm expression on his face, and no intention of attacking at all.
He shook his slightly numb right hand, "Since you are so generous and want me to be a monkey, then I will take the opportunity to practice the Shaking Mountain Sutra. It would be a pity to miss this big meat pile."
After making up his mind, Feng Ziqing recalled Fu Wei behind him and put it into the object. His body suddenly became lighter. He bent down slightly, grinned and said, "Then I will help your young master to entertain you!"
Bang! Bang bang!!
Without Feng Ziqing, who is tied to his body, his body is much lighter, and his fists are a bit heavier. The opponent's realm is higher than his, so he doesn't have to worry about killing him. Without this layer of scruples, he will naturally not attack.
Keep it.
Therefore, Feng Ziqing completely let go of his body and mind, and used his mountain-shaking fist to hone himself.
Boom!
puff!
Feng Ziqing was knocked to the ground again and again by Chen Shi, and he got up again and again to continue punching. His face gradually became bruised and swollen, but his eyes remained bright.
Ming Shanqiao, who was sitting in the Fengzhu Pavilion, felt very comfortable at first. After all, being able to see the other party being beaten with bruises and swollen face was the result he had always wanted to see. However, as time went by, the other party did not seem to be decadent at all.
, which made him feel a little unhappy, and then he realized that this kid was actually taking the opportunity to practice!? How can this allow you to do what you want!!
"Old Chen, the foreplay is enough, I want to pay attention to the color." Ming Shanqiao urged.
"Okay, young master, please wait a moment." Chen Shi turned to his young master and nodded with a smile, then turned back and said to Feng Ziqing: "Young master Feng, you are almost done with your training. Old Chen, I am going to hit you hard."
Feng Zi gently rubbed his bruised face and hummed: "Why, you can't stand it anymore? I really don't have any patience. Even so, I won't hold back anymore!"
Ming Shanqiao, who was in the pavilion, sneered after hearing this and said, "Mr. Feng, could it be that he was beaten into confusion? Are you still in the formation and holding back your hands? You must not hold back your hands, hahaha."
Feng Ziqing suddenly turned her head and looked at Mingshanqiao, staring at the other person and saying word by word: "This is what you said!"
Ming Shanqiao smiled contemptuously, "Come as you please!"
The corners of Feng Ziqing's mouth raised, "Then you have to watch!" After saying that, he held up his empty hand, pointed his toes, moved forward quickly, held Fuwei in hand, and slashed at Chen Shi with a sword.
Seeing Feng Ziqing coming at a fast speed, Chen Shi sunk his legs and his eyes were firm. The fight just now was just superficial. Now let's see how much you have grown after not seeing each other for more than half a year.
clang!
The collision between weapons resounded all around, deafening, followed by a loud bang. The three inches under Chen Shi's feet suddenly shattered and dented. He was caught off guard and almost lost his footing. Behind him, there was
A sword-shaped gully several feet long, with sand and rocks splashing everywhere.
He quickly lowered his body and took half a step back to stabilize his body. Then he looked up and saw that the short knife in his hand, which had been with him for many years but which few people knew about, had a big chip on the blade. I was afraid it wouldn't last long.
He was extremely shocked. This dagger was specially made for him by the crown prince's weapon master. For more than ten years, there have been constant battles, and countless people have died under the dagger. To this day, it has not been damaged to this extent, and just now it was only just
After a face-to-face encounter, he was already speechless. Is this because the sword in the opponent's hand is too sharp, or is it due to the opponent's strength?
He looked at the young man whose expression was slightly ferocious due to the bruise on his face, and whose eyes were a little angry, who was staring at him closely.
"Why, are you surprised? Didn't you hit me hard just now?" Feng Ziqing growled, suddenly raised his left hand and punched me.
As the leader of the crown prince's guard, Chen Shi naturally reacted quickly. After being stunned for a moment, he immediately crossed his hands to block the opponent's punch. Unexpectedly, he was knocked back several steps before he regained his balance.
He was shocked again. The force of the punch just now was much heavier than before. If the opponent had used this force from the beginning, one more person would be beaten with bruises and swollen face. A young man with half a step of true beauty.
, why can he have such great strength? If he competes with strength alone, even though he is a seventh-level warrior, he doesn't have much confidence that he can defeat the opponent.
Weird, weird.
Ming Shanqiao, who was sitting in the pavilion watching the show, suddenly stood up and shouted: "Old Chen, you!"
Chen Shijie shouted: "Young master, be careful. Mr. Feng is used to hiding his clumsiness, and he has hidden a lot of it. Fang Wei, take good care of your master!"
The beauty in the pavilion immediately responded: "Don't worry, Commander Chen, I understand!" Then she made an embrace with her hands, and a pipa appeared in her arms, looking warily at the young man not far away.
Feng Ziqing stared at the pipa beauty for a moment, and understood something in her heart. It seemed that the charming maid next to Hua Gongji was also quite good at hiding things and could not be ignored.
Chen Shi took back the dagger, with anger in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Master Feng, fight Chen for another 300 rounds!"