Chapter 88: The Division Between Teachers and Students (1)

The news of Feng Yinyue made Zhao Feng look forward to it.

Since worshipping under the name of Marquis Guangjun, the brothers and sisters of the same sect have not understood and learned much from each other.

There are still two or three days before Nangong Fan's invitation.

Before that, Zhao Feng went to the Treasure Profound Hall.

There is a place to collect martial arts books in Baoxuan Hall, called "Book Collection Pavilion". The content of the books is not limited to martial arts, but also includes astronomy, geography, history, pharmacology and many other categories.

Many of the books here, placed in the outside world, are long-lost classics.

As a direct disciple of Marquis Guangjun, Zhao Feng can basically read all the content in the library.

Zhao Feng came to the "Martial Arts Classification". The martial arts level here can reach the semi-holy grade.

The martial arts of the semi-holy level have great restrictions on some martial arts masters. They have not made great contributions to Guangling Mansion and are not qualified to comprehend.

Zhao Feng can freely read and refer to these semi-holy martial arts, but he can 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 flipped through it, targeting those half-holy martial arts that he was interested in.

So far, the few martial arts he has majored in are basically half-holy martial arts.

Even the lowest-level "Pointing Star Finger" has the power of not weaker than half-holy martial arts.

Zhao Feng referred to these semi-sacred martial arts, and found that the "Smoke Wave Shadowless Step" and "Returning Qi Art" obtained from Sanwei and Bei Mo that day were all excellent among the semi-sacred grades.

In particular, "Gui Yuan Qi Jue", its power and uniqueness are almost equal to the holy martial arts.

In addition, the "Piaolingdu" he practiced is also a leader in the semi-holy martial arts.

"In this way, it seems that I don't need to choose a new semi-sacred martial arts."

Zhao Feng came to a conclusion.

If you have to pick on the soft underbelly, it seems that there is only "Dianxingzhi".

But this fingering, his cultivation realm is very high, if it is combined with "Residual Wind", it will be even more powerful, and he is not willing to spend too much energy to learn new attacking martial arts.

Zhao Feng is willing to devote more energy to comprehend the "Four Wind Forms", which are the four sacred residual forms in the left eye space: the wind type, the tornado type, the residual wind type, and the gale type.

Up to now, Zhao Feng's "Wind Style" has basically been comprehended, and he has begun to try his next move, "Tornado Style".

Since the last time, after seeing Shengpin Wushu in Shengpin Building, Zhao Feng realized faintly that "Four Winds" is not an ordinary Shengpin martial arts.

In the left eye space, Zhao Feng can open many memory scenes, including the Four Winds and Xuanfeng Palm.

When Zhao Feng was comprehending, he found that the Xuanfeng Palm and the Four Winds could confirm each other and promote each other.

In the martial arts category, Zhao Feng read through a large number of martial arts cheats, and all of the ones he was interested in brought into his mind to increase the martial arts theory.

after.

Zhao Feng came to the other book categories in the library.

Among them, he is more interested in geography and history.

Due to being from a weak clan, Zhao Feng lacked a real understanding of the continent he was in.

Most of the books classified by geography and history are limited to the "Hengyun Thirteen Nations Alliance".

"Hengyun Tianlin is so big, it actually includes the Thirteen Kingdoms area..."

Zhao Feng was slightly surprised.

Hence the name, the Thirteen Nations Alliance is an organization of confederate nations that unite to fight against foreign enemies.

What kind of enemy is there?

Need a 13-nation joint confrontation?

Zhao Feng was short of breath and continued to read the history of geography.

"For nearly a thousand years, the Thirteen Nations Alliance has been surviving between the 'two great powers'. The two great powers: Tianfeng Powerful Country and Tielong Powerful Country, fight each other and check and balance each other. If any of the "powerful countries" wins, the Thirteen Kingdoms The alliance will face the disaster of national subjugation..."

Zhao Feng was surprised when he saw this.

A long time ago, in Qingye Town, he always thought that Yuyang City was huge, the county town was out of reach, and the Xiangyun Kingdom was even more huge.

But I didn't expect that the thirteen countries, including Xiangyun Kingdom, were only trying to survive between the two great powers.

Once the balance between the two great powers is broken, the Thirteen Nations Alliance has little power to fight back.

"Huh? Northern Continent?"

Zhao Feng also noticed that the geography in the article mentioned that the two great powers are just two of the many great powers in the "Northern Continent".

In the library, the narrative about geography extends to the northern continent at most.

As for other areas of Qinghua Continent, it was basically taken in one stroke.

For the next half-day, Zhao Feng digested and studied some geography and history in the library, greatly expanding his horizons.

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 of them 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, please introduce this new junior brother and sister to me."

Yang Qingshan's voice is unrestrained and loud, and seeing Zhao Feng's new arrivals, he is very enthusiastic.

Nangong Fan felt a little headache, and introduced Zhao Feng and the three to Yang Qingshan one by one.

"Why hasn't that kid Beimo arrived yet? This guy cultivates the "Ripple Dafa", so he won't be insane, hahaha..."

Yang Qingshan pouted and laughed again.

Several of the classmates of the same age have basically arrived, only Bei Mo is left.

During this period, Yang Qingshan's mouth never stopped.

Nangong Fan also felt a little powerless, but this Senior Brother Yang was only stronger than himself.

"coming!"

Yang Qingshan let out a low cry.

Outside the courtyard, an old-fashioned boy walked in, 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 internal skills.

The three of Zhao Feng looked at each other in dismay, but Nangong Fan and Yang Qingshan were not surprised.

After several brothers and sisters from the same sect arrived, they began to discuss with each other, occasionally showing and learning from each other.

Among them, the discussion between Nangongfan and Yang Qingshan was mainly.

The three of Zhao Feng interrupted occasionally.

As for Bei Mo, it is like a piece of wood, always in the process of cultivation.

After a while, several brothers and sisters began to learn from each other.

"The three new junior brothers and sisters, who will accompany me to play."

Yang Qingshan smiled and looked very enthusiastic.

"I come!"

Feng Yinyue came out and fought against Yang Qingshan.

Yang Qingshan actually suppressed the cultivation base at the peak of the seventh level and confronted Feng Yinyue.

Two figures, in the courtyard, shuttled against each other in a small area.

Mountain style!

Yang Qingshan suddenly performed a holy martial arts move, and shot it out with one palm, like a mountain oppressing, and the surrounding air rushed out like a wave.

"Fantasy!"

Feng Yinyue performed the remnants of holy martial arts, and her movement was like a phantom of the moon, overlapping and overlapping, but under the pressure of Yang Qingshan's moves, her figure was inexplicably restrained everywhere.

After confronting one or two strokes, Feng Yinyue was panting and sweating profusely.

This is still under Yang Qingshan's control of cultivation.

Afterwards, Zhao Yufei came on the court and learned a thing or two with Yang Qingshan.

Yang Qingshan still suppressed the cultivation base to be equal to the opponent.

Zhao Yufei's performance exceeded expectations. Under the oppression of Yang Qingshan, his martial arts skills showed great potential.

However, after dozens of moves, Zhao Yufei also lost.

"This Yang Qingshan has practiced many semi-sacred martial arts, with a higher level of fire, and it seems that there are complete holy moves among them."

Zhao Feng watched the battle very clearly.

After Feng Yinyue and Zhao Yufei were defeated, Yang Qingshan looked at Zhao Feng with a smile.

Is it my turn?

Zhao Feng stood up.

"Hehe, let me come!"

A sly smile appeared on the corner of Nangong Fan's mouth, and his body flickered, replacing Yang Qingshan.

Yang Qingshan was a little strange, why did Nangong Fan choose Zhao Feng to take the shot?

He didn't refuse either, and gave up the position to Nangong Fan.

Zhao Feng was slightly stunned. He knew that when he left the Lingwu Hall last time, his words slightly contradicted Nangong Fan, which made the other party a little uncomfortable.

"Junior Brother Zhao Feng, don't worry, my cultivation will be controlled at the seventh level, which is comparable to yours."

Nangong Fan said with a smile on his face, pointing to his teacher and brother.

Swish!

Zhao Feng didn't talk nonsense, his body swayed silently, and he came to the back of Nangong Fan.

During the whole process, hardly a sound was heard, and the slow response didn't even see Zhao Feng's shadow.

So fast!

Feng Yinyue and Zhao Yufei were slightly moved.

What Zhao Feng used was the semi-sacred martial art "Smoke Wave Shadowless Step", which was silent and unpredictable.

Point the star!

Zhao Feng's "Pointing Fingers" instantly pushed him to the peak of the fourth floor, and his finger strength also rushed out, streaking across a green star, and pointing to Nangongfan.

“The standard is not bad!”

Nangong Fan smiled lightly, flicking his sleeve robe lightly, turning it into an invisible wave of energy, and with a "pop", Zhao Feng's fingers were wiped away.

So easy!

Zhao Feng's heart was dignified, the other party might have practiced a sacred inner strength mental method, and with his hands and feet, he condensed himself to the extreme and put out the star finger.

After the shattering attack, Nangong Fan patted his palm again, and the white air wave spun and rushed towards Zhao Feng layer by layer.

Zhao Feng wanted to dodge, but felt an inexplicable suction that restrained him.

Standing in the center, Nangong Fan was like a vortex, absorbing the dust and dead leaves around him, with an amazing reputation.

"Tsk tsk, Junior Brother Nangong's 'turbo magic' has grown again."

Yang Qingshan said with a smile.

Point to a star!

Zhao Feng did not retreat but advanced, and with the help of that suction, he activated the signature stunt of "Pointing Star Fingers".

call out! puff! puff……

During the attack, Zhao Feng's fingers moved continuously, like the twinkling of stars, endlessly growing and dying.

Some of them pointed, breaking the sky again and again, like a meteor passing by, beautiful and moving.

"The attack power is okay, but it's not very useful to me."

Nangong Fan smiled calmly and stood on the spot, his hands slashing again and again.

Huhu~

Layers of white air waves rose and fell around, and the suction on Nangong Fan became 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 approached the opponent, it weakened, shifted, and annihilated.

Moreover, after falling into the opponent's internal power aura, his actions and attacks are greatly restricted.

Seeing that Zhao Feng fell into a passive state, he fell into a trend of being beaten.

With the wind!

Zhao Feng's movement and attack suddenly merged into a kind of artistic movement. In the white air wave and the changing suction, it was natural to move with the wind.

Point to a star!

Zhao Feng's attacks are also full of agility and variables, hovering around Nangongfan, attacking again and again, as if he is taking advantage of the opponent's wind.

"This kid can actually crack my holy inner strength?"

Nangong Fan finally moved.