Back at his residence, Ling Feng collected statistics and found that his current energy value was 710/1000 and his chivalry value was 380/11860. He added 710 points of energy value to Fuhu Fist LV2, and his proficiency changed from 420 to 1130/3000.
If he wants to quickly increase his combat power now, he can only improve his external strength. Because internal strength can also be improved with muscles and bones, which can warm and nourish the meridians and open up the meridians, all of which require hard work. The main reason is that if Ling Feng's internal strength is improved to level 2
With a level 1 warrior cultivation level, the energy gained from killing a level 1 warrior will be reduced by 20%, and killing a level 0 warrior will be reduced by 50%. There are also benefits to being low in level.
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The next day, early in the morning, the sky was clear and clear.
After Ling Feng washed up, a maid brought breakfast. He is now treated as an elder. Although he does not have as much power as Yin Qianchou and others, the treatment is really good. He has a fixed contribution value and silver taels every month, three meals a day.
Meals will be served by dedicated staff, just tell us what you want to eat.
If Ling Feng wants to earn more contribution points, he can also go to the martial arts hall to teach martial arts and swordsmanship. He can also donate some unused skills and sharp weapons to enrich the scripture library and arsenal. However, Ling Feng is dedicated to practicing hard.
After he had breakfast, he began to practice martial arts. He practiced boxing, sword and sword skills one by one. Although the proficiency improved slowly, it was better than nothing. Moreover, no matter how high the martial arts level is, it still depends on performance, so it is necessary to study hard every day.
Indispensable.
Half an hour later, Yin Qianchou came. He smiled and said: "Brother Ling, there is no need to practice hard early in the morning. Come, follow me to a poetry meeting."
Ling Feng looked suspicious and asked, "Are you also the kind of person who enjoys writing poetry?"
Yin Qianchou patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Brother Ling still understands me! This poetry meeting was initiated by Yu Wanxin, the third lady of the Yu family. Many ladies from all over the world attended, and there are so many beauties. If you don't go,
You will definitely regret it for the rest of your life!”
Ling Feng smiled and said: "Where is your Xueqin girl?"
Yin Qianchou looked serious and said seriously: "Miss Xueqin will always be in my heart."
Immediately, he pulled Ling Feng and said, "Let's go, don't keep the ladies waiting!"
Ling Feng was dragged to the door by Yin Qianchou before he could go far.
Suddenly, several people came towards me.
There were five people in the group, four men and one woman. They were all dressed in white attire, carrying swords, and had sharp eyes. They all obviously had good martial arts skills.
The leader was a big man with a beard. He said coldly: "Ling Yun, you will die if you kill my junior brother!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he had already drawn his sword and slashed towards Ling Feng, the edge of the sword condensed with a rich white sword light.
Ling Feng flashed, grabbed the big man's wrist, and then slapped his palm, hitting his chest, and a powerful force suddenly erupted.
With a bang, the bearded man fell heavily to the ground.
Several other people quickly helped the big man up and said, "Elder brother, are you okay?"
Ling Feng said calmly: "I am measured in my actions and I will not die. Are you Xun Shaoyou's senior fellow apprentices?"
"Yes, I am Hu Zhiguang from Jinglei Martial Arts School. I know I am not your opponent. This time I am here to send a letter of challenge to my master!"
After the bearded man finished speaking, he handed a red-covered challenge letter to Ling Feng.
Ling Feng took the challenge letter and opened it, but it was written that he would have an appointment to test swordsmanship at the Jinglei Martial Arts School tomorrow morning. He smiled faintly and said, "Your master is the master of the Jinglei Martial Arts School, and the Thunder Sword is thundering?"
"That's right! My master said that since you killed my junior brother, no matter what the reason was, this matter will follow the rules of the world! Huh, let's go!"
After Hu Zhiguang finished speaking, he quickly left with a group of people.
Ling Feng did not dissuade him. People in the world always help relatives but not others. Even if Ling Feng puts the evidence of Xun Shaoyou's crime in front of them, this battle will inevitably happen. Moreover, Xun Shaoyou's family is well-off and he provides Jinglei Martial Arts School with annual support.
There must be many people who show filial piety. Xun Shaoyou died, and Lei Dong was cut off from a source of wealth. It would be strange not to be angry. It would be best to fight.
At this time, Yin Qianchou said: "Lei Dong's background is not simple. He served in the army and was originally a master in the army. Later he quit the army and practiced hard, breaking through the innate realm. He has a good relationship with the Duwei Mansion. His
Many of my disciples have joined the army."
Ling Feng's expression changed slightly. He did not expect such a relationship. The captain is in charge of the military. The soldiers under the command of the captain's mansion are much more elite than ordinary officers and soldiers like the yamen and the police. They also have sophisticated weapons and are equipped with a large number of powerful crossbows.
Powerful weapon. Although the captain is ostensibly obedient to the orders of the county guard, he has a large number of soldiers and no one dares to look down upon him. Even if he is an innate master, his true energy is not infinite. When faced with an encirclement and suppression by a large army, he can only run away.
However, he is now also an elder of the Qingjiao Gang, and his background is also very tough, so he just smiled lightly and said: "Brother Yin, it seems that I can't accompany you to the poetry meeting!"
Yin Qianchou sighed: "In that case, Brother Ling, you go back and prepare first, and I will go and hold the battle for you tomorrow!"
Ling Feng pretended to return to the main hall, and when Yin Qianchou had gone far, he turned around and went out to Yuqing Temple.
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Yuqing Temple, under the big tree.
Liu Xueyan was practicing her sword, and when she sensed movement behind her, she turned around and stabbed quickly with her sword.
Ling Feng felt the coldness of the sword's edge, and looked slightly happy. He stretched out two fingers, clamped the long sword, and said with a smile: "There is no need to welcome me so warmly! However, the speed and strength of this sword
There has been some improvement, it seems that you have practiced very hard."
Liu Xueyan looked dissatisfied and said: "You are relying on brute force, it's unfair!"
Ling Feng flicked her forehead with his finger and lectured: "Who told you that you can't rely on brute force? Martial arts in this world are like the art of war. What they emphasize is to use your strengths and avoid weaknesses, use the fast to attack the slow, and use the strong to attack the weak. Only then can you defeat the enemy. You
When a sword practitioner meets a boxer, should he put down his weapon and compete with others in boxing skills? There is no absolute fairness in this world! You have forgotten everything I taught you, and your mind is all muddled. No wonder your sword skills have not improved for a long time.
!”
Liu Xueyan touched her forehead, her pretty face turned red, and hummed: "What you said is all nonsense!"
Ling Feng urged: "Hurry up and practice swordplay. I have to compete with the master of Jinglei Martial Arts School tomorrow, but I don't have that much time to practice swordplay with you!"
"Stop bragging and look at the sword!!"
Liu Xueyan withdrew her long sword and stabbed Ling Feng quickly.
Ling Feng used his fingers as swords and started sparring with Liu Xueyan.
Liu Xueyan's talent and understanding of swordsmanship are actually quite good. From the beginning, he could defeat Ling Feng easily with one move, and now he can fight Ling Feng vigorously.
Of course, this is also the result of Ling Feng's failure. If he is defeated with just one move, he will not learn any practical experience at all.
Suddenly, Ling Feng's expression changed slightly. He turned around and saw a masked man in black lying on the wall of Yuqing Temple, staring at him with sinister eyes. There was a familiar feeling in those eyes. Ling
Feng flashed and hurriedly chased after him, but the man in black jumped off the wall and quickly disappeared into the crowd on the street.