Chapter 2240: Uncle Master Breaks Through
Qiu Song is a middle-aged man. He is neither fat nor thin, and his eyes flash from time to time. He is obviously a lively and thoughtful person.
He walked to the weapons rack, took out a big gun from it, shook it, and felt that it was quite handy. Then he walked to the center of the field and said expressionlessly: "Qiu Song, please enlighten me!"
The big gun easily shook out six gun flowers. It was obvious that he had great attainments in the big gun.
Inujiro only felt that he had quite a toothache. He glanced at the soft sword in his hand, and then gestured to the opponent's big gun. He looked back with a grimace, gritted his teeth and said, "Qiu Sang, please wait while I change the weapon." ”
"Hmph! Are you allowed to take a break in the wheel battle?"
"It's not about taking a rest, but changing weapons..." Inujiro waved his hand.
"Where's all this nonsense? Just give up on your own accord. If you can't change your weapon and I'm still waiting for you, what are you doing already? If it takes you an hour to change your weapon, why should I wait for you for another hour? You If you go back to the country to change weapons, will I still wait for you to come back? "
Qiu Song said aggressively, and Ling Feng nodded repeatedly. This was the truth.
"This guy is good! He suits my taste very well."
Ling Feng praised.
Uncle Li shook his head: "I don't like his temperament very much. Those who practice martial arts must convince others with virtue and be merciful when they are able to treat others. But this Qiu Song, it is easy to change the country, but hard to change the nature. I have taught him many times , can’t change this temper.”
"Uncle Master, whether it's martial arts or cultivation, it's all about competition. If you don't compete, how can you make further progress?"
"Fight?"
Uncle Li's eyes flashed with confusion.
If someone else had said it, Uncle Li might have reprimanded him a few words loudly, "Wu De Wu De", these two words have already been deeply ingrained. It's just that Ling Feng's status is higher than him and his strength is stronger than him. What he says will make Master Li think carefully about it.
"Yes, just like the training of our ancient warriors, the lifespan of those with high strength is greatly extended. Why are they fighting for their lives in the hands of the King of Hell? Just like this fighting spirit, it is essentially plundering the vitality in the world for one's own use. How can we make progress if we don’t compete with this weather?”
Ling Feng's voice seemed to have a special charm, and every word was deeply imprinted in his mind.
Uncle Li only thought that the Buddha was Lu Huangzhong, which made his mind swell. The bottleneck that had not been loosened for a long time actually lifted a corner of the goddess's skirt for him, and the scenery inside was vaguely visible.
Countless energy from heaven and earth began to gather together, forming a vortex around him that was visible to the naked eye.
"Compete for the weather here. Only by fighting can you achieve a breakthrough in strength."
Ling Feng's voice suddenly rose to a certain level, sharp and harsh, making everyone present's ears buzz.
He used a special method to send the sound into Master Li's mind. At this time, Master Li, who was in a breakthrough state, could not hear the sounds outside.
They looked over in surprise.
I could see Uncle Li Fangfu being half asleep and half awake, and his aura was indeed getting stronger and stronger.
"Father is about to make a breakthrough, don't let others disturb you!" Li Hu understood immediately and walked up to Uncle Li, eyeing those ronin from the Kingdom of the Sun with eager eyes.
"Don't worry, as long as no one moves Uncle Master's body, there will be no problem." Ling Feng waved his hands, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, and at the same time he complained a little about his old man.
There is something wrong with Master Uncle Li's point of view. His own accumulation is already strong enough. The old man does not patrol the strongholds of these outer disciples all year round, so naturally he cannot give them guidance.
He is not young anymore. Even if he can break through, it will be extremely difficult to go further.
A hint of joy flashed in Qiu Song's eyes, and he looked back at his master. The stronger the master, the stronger the confidence of his disciples.
Although he knew that his master didn't like his personality, Qiu Song understood that it would be easy for people to bully others if he was blindly lenient to others, so he would rather be a villain to protect this big family.
Inujiro on the opposite side seized this opportunity and took small steps together, three steps and two steps at a time. The soft sword was like a smart poisonous snake, aiming at Qiu Song's neck so fiercely that it stabbed. Not only did his soft sword blow and break his hair, but even if it stabbed him in the neck, there was absolutely no way he would be spared.
"You got Fooled!"
Qiu Song shouted, and the big gun in his hand swept away. The gun tip moved quickly and almost hit Inujiro's waist.
After missing a hit, Qiu Song retracted his gun and stabbed it. In his hand, the big gun seemed to come to life, like a dragon that was overturning the sea. Inujiro could only dodge in all directions.
To be fair, Qiu Song's strength is even inferior to Inujiro.
However, Youdao is one inch long and one inch strong, one inch short and one inch dangerous. Inujiro naturally cannot use the danger of a soft sword when he cannot get close, but Qiu Song can fully utilize the advantages of a big gun.
"I……"
Just as Inujiro was about to shout to admit defeat, he saw Qiu Song's spear aimed at his throat. He was so horrified that Inujiro suppressed his words of surrender and hurriedly dodged. Little did he know that Qiu Song's spear was following him like a shadow and was about to hit him. There were several transparent holes in the body.
"We surrender in this battle!"
The stocky little Japanese ronin's voice was very awkward and stumbling, and he seemed to have difficulty speaking, but his skills were quite agile. He stepped forward fiercely, swung the katana in his hand, and blocked the fatal blow.
"Haha... I didn't expect that I would be able to break through to the Qi Sea realm in my lifetime! God has truly lived up to me! Thank you so much, Young Master, for your guidance!"
Uncle Li laughed so loudly that it shocked everyone. He glanced at everyone present with high spirits. Except for Ling Feng, everyone present had to avoid his sharp gaze.
Having just been promoted, he still couldn't control this power freely, and it spread out in all directions, creating a strong oppressive force.
The short and stocky Ronin samurai looked at Uncle Li with a solemn face, babbled a lot, and finally said bluntly: "Nishikawa Musashi, please enlighten me!"
"Are you going to break the rules? Are you going to stop fighting? Master, please stabilize your state first and leave it to me." Lingfeng took a step forward. At this time, Master Li was not suitable for fighting with others. His qualifications were already limited. If you compete just after a breakthrough, you will easily fall to a lower level.
"Mr. Nishikawa Takezo said that other people's competitions are meaningless. Only the duel between masters is the real meaningful competition. He challenged Elder Mr. Li Guan. If you have candidates who are around the peak of Anjin, they can do it."
Inujiro, who had narrowly escaped death, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. If Nishikawa Musashi hadn't taken action just now, he would have been dead.
In this competition, he obviously also played the role of translator.
Ling Feng picked his nose and said without even looking at Nishikawa Takezo: "Who are you? Since the rules have been set, you must abide by them. Otherwise, I think it is better to fight in groups. Can the rules be modified? Of course, a group fight means a group of us beat you up, or a one-on-one fight. You can fight all of us alone. You can choose the rules I modified."
Inujiro jabbered and relayed Ling Feng's words to Nishikawa Musashi. Nishikawa Musashi's face was ashen and he started to roar at Inujiro. Ling Feng could even see spitting stars flying into Inujiro's face. Poor Inujiro couldn't help but I don't even dare to wipe it.
This situation made Ling Feng a little confused. Inujiro's status was not low. It was unusual for a master of a large martial arts gym to scold him as if he were a grandson.
However, everyone behind them still took it as a matter of course.
"Your Excellency Nishikawa Musashi said, don't you have any honor as a warrior? If you have such a pattern, Your Excellency Nishikawa Musashi will personally hang the plaque on your martial arts school sign. Well, this gentleman, you promise Nishikawa Musashi Sir's request." Inujiro shrank his neck and translated with some reluctance. The last sentence was obviously his own meaning.
"If you are willing to be a traitor, I might consider agreeing. Forget that accepting someone like you will tarnish our martial arts gym. Fight or not, it's up to you. It's not even noon now, wait. Take your time, why are you in a hurry? Are you still in a hurry to eat?"
It doesn't matter to Ling Feng what kind of fighting method he uses. He just couldn't take advantage of the other party's wishes. He just felt disgusted with the people opposite him.
Inujiro discussed with Nishikawa Musashi again, Nishikawa Musashi finally nodded, but did not end up. He looked at Qiu Song and said sternly: "Nishikawa Musashi, please enlighten me!"
Qiu Song only felt chills. Nishikawa Musashi opposite him was nearly a head shorter than him, but he felt extremely dangerous, as if he was facing a wild wolf that had been hungry for more than ten days, and he would die if he was not careful.
Ling Feng thought for a while, took a few stones and put them in his hands, and said to Qiu Song at the same time: "Don't worry and attack boldly. If you are in danger, I will save you."
Only then did Qiu Song's heart become silent. He is a smart man. Although he has never seen Ling Feng's skills, the roar he just made was far more powerful than anyone else in the field, even his own master. This shows that his strength is definitely extraordinary.
Qiu Song launched the attack with all his strength, but Nishikawa Musashi's katana could only pick, stab, and slash easily, forcing him to panic.
Finally, Nishikawa Musashi, who was a little impatient, started to launch his killing move. Just when Qiu Song couldn't resist, the stone in Ling Feng's hand flew out, just blocking his katana.
Qiu Song quickly admitted defeat at this time.
Although Ling Feng's stones were very fast, people present could still detect them. Suddenly the Ronin warriors began to make a noise, and they all angrily scolded Ling Feng.
Nishikawa Takezo was not happy either. Under the questioning of Inujiro's translator: "Why did you suddenly intervene? Just now you kept saying that you must abide by the rules, but you broke the rules yourself. Please give us an explanation."
"What a fart explanation, you're stupid, you can't even see it." Ling Feng cursed. If he hadn't taken action just now, Qiu Songtie would definitely have died in the hands of Nishikawa Musashi. Nishikawa Musashi didn't hold anything back just now. It was clear that he had murderous intentions.
"Whoever among you is at the Anjin level and has the highest strength, don't worry about your life safety. I want this little devil's three paths." Lingfeng's protective nature took over and he said to the selected list, The murderous words made Inujiro's head shrink.
"Eldest brother?"
Everyone looked at the oldest man, a middle-aged man with a simple face and thick calluses, indicating that he looked more like a farmer than a warrior.
"Little sir, what do you mean three legs? He only has two legs?"
The honest senior brother looked at Nishikawa Musashi with a confused look on his face, but he still didn't find where the third leg was.
"Ahem..."
Ling Feng was about to take a sip of tea when he was shocked by the words of the senior brother. He thought to himself that his uncle was a strange man to be taught like this.
"Do you understand the man's leg?"
Ling Feng winked at the senior brother.
"I don't understand."
The senior brother shook his head honestly.
Li Hu was a young man after all, and his mind was much more active. Qiu Song was already blushing and almost laughed out loud.
Ling Feng was completely defeated and pointed at Xichuan Musashi: "The thing between the legs, how did the eunuchs become."
"Oh, I understand. Please rest assured, young master, since he dared to kill Junior Brother Qiu, I will definitely make him live a life worse than death! If it is not a life-and-death moment, please don't take action."
The senior brother clasped his fists solemnly, walked to the weapon rack, and chose a mountain-splitting broadsword.
Xichuan Musashi looked at him with contempt and hooked his finger at him.
Facts have proved that Xichuan Musashi is indeed qualified to be proud.
The big knife of the eldest brother was powerful and heavy, and he danced with great vigor, but Nishikawa Musashi's attack speed was much faster than that of the eldest brother. As a result, every time he counterattacked, the eldest brother had to change his moves to resist.
The mountain-splitting big knife weighed at least more than 30 kilograms. After a long time, the big knife of the eldest brother gradually slowed down.
The world's martial arts can only be broken by speed. His big knife certainly made Nishikawa Musashi dare not take it head-on, and he could only use clever strength to resist, but Nishikawa Musashi's samurai sword was also sharp, and it must be uncomfortable to be hit by a knife.
Ling Feng's eyes flashed, and he flicked his fingers. A gas ball formed by fighting spirit hit his leg. Nishikawa Musashi staggered, and his head was almost hit by the big knife of the eldest brother!
"Baga!"
Nishikawa Musashi was furious, but no one in the field saw anyone attack, he could only look at Ling Feng with hatred, and his intuition told him that it was this person who was doing it.
Nishikawa Musashi's actions were more cautious, not seeking merit, but avoiding mistakes. In this state, unless Ling Feng directly killed him with his fighting spirit, he would not be able to do anything to him.
However, the opponent was a person at the peak of dark energy after all. If he wanted to kill him, he would need to consume a lot of fighting spirit at a long distance, which would form an obvious air mass, which even a fool could see.
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