Chapter 227 I Understand
Lin Feng has always been groping by himself.
I have never had the guidance of a master to have such strength... Apart from luck, the talent and aptitude are extraordinary.
Although Xiang Yu is not a real master, but his strength is strong enough.
There is no need to teach Lin Feng too much, actual combat——
Already the best training.
war!
Enlightenment!
Fight again!
Enlightenment again!
...
It's that simple.
The same physical condition, different swords, the battle with the overlord Xiang Yu made Lin Feng improve all the time. In the first three days, he had already understood the first two strikes of Zilei's nine strikes. If people knew it, he would be dumbfounded. Terrified.
Heaven-level knife move!
Lin Feng's comprehension of knives is more than passable.
"This kid..."
"The perception of the knife is not inferior to me."
Xiang Yu's eyes flickered.
He has never accepted apprentices in his life, nor does he bother to accept apprentices.
But he didn't expect to meet Lin Feng.
"Dong Lei Thunderbolt!" For the first time in his hands, Lin Feng's sword was extremely domineering, and the loud noise shook his eardrums. Xiang Yu laughed out loud, and used his hand as a knife to block Lin Feng's knife, "Look, boy, this is the fifth blow of Zi Lei's nine strikes—"
"Crazy thunder shakes the sky!"
The knife rises and falls, triggering wild thunder and killing.
boom! boom! boom!
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Give it all.
Xiang Yu,
He is not a person who cherishes himself.
Although he only intended to teach Lin Feng the first four moves, he did not expect that Lin Feng would comprehend them so quickly. In just ten days, Zi Lei had fully comprehended the first four of his nine strikes. not much. Absolutely a perfect level of attack power.
The fifth strike can only be learned in the sixth realm of sword art.
Nine strikes in a row, advancing layer by layer. Such as raging waves are raging, there is offense but no defense. Really answered the word "tyrant".
It is the most powerful attack after the first strike!
"Thunderbolt shakes the sky!" Lin Feng's eyes widened.
Deep comprehension, fighting, is a once-in-a-lifetime learning opportunity for him.
There are only three copies of the heaven-level sword technique in the whole world, but Zilei Nine Strikes is a super-heaven-level knife technique. Comprehension is much more difficult than the first four strikes, but the foundation has been laid after all. It's also quick to get started.
especially……
There is the teaching of Overlord Xiang Yu.
Greedy absorption, Lin Feng tirelessly progressed.
Coupled with the absorption of the energy of the external Saint Crystal, Lin Feng's strength is like galloping on the ladder in three steps, improving...
More than to use fast to describe.
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February 17.
The ancient country of China, at the border.
The two sides stood facing each other with different expressions. On one side is the army of powerful men led by Marshal Justice. There are hundreds of people in the black, occupying an absolute advantage in numbers; on the other side, the number is undoubtedly much smaller. But the momentum is extremely terrifying, because——
His presence!
A figure like a dry bone, extremely thin. senile.
Dressed in a golden monk robe, his appearance made all the other strong men eclipsed.
Brahman & Vatican.
The 'god' of the ancient kingdom of Tianzhu, the sixth-ranked superpower in the world.
"Emperor Zhenwu, where is it?" Vatican put his palms together and muttered lightly.
The voice is not heavy, but it makes one's heart sink.
"Lord Zhenwu Emperor is in seclusion. If you have something to do, you may visit the leader next time." Zhou Zhengyi stepped out with a steely body, full of righteousness.
"Oh?" Vatican raised his head slightly. He squinted his eyes, "Even I, Vatican, come in person. Zhenwu doesn't take it seriously?"
"I hope the leader will forgive me." Zhou Zhengyi said solemnly: "Lord Zhenwu Emperor just returned from the Pacific Ocean, and suffered a small injury. It is inconvenient to leave." The appearance of Vatican made Zhou Zhengyi 100% sure that it would be a serious injury One of the culprits of Emperor Zhenwu.
Emperor Zhenwu did return from a serious injury that day.
Even if Vatican was one of the murderers, since Emperor Zhenwu escaped, it meant that he didn't know how injured Emperor Zhenwu was.
True and false is false and true.
"Really?" Vatican's eyes showed tenderness: "I, Tianzhu and Huaxia have been friends for generations, and our lips and teeth are close to each other. Zhenwu was injured, so I can't be indifferent. Vatican is not talented, and he has a little medical skills. Please, Marshal Justice, lead the way, so I can visit Take a look at Zhenwu."
"The leader has a heart." Zhou Zhengyi didn't change his face: "Emperor Zhenwu needs to take care of himself."
The two looked at each other, fighting with each other with swords and swords.
Zhou Zhengyi's back was already drenched, but his steel-like body remained motionless.
"Huh." Vatican's complexion changed suddenly, his eyes darkened: "Zhenwu doesn't give me Vatican face, so let it be." With a cold face, Vatican said: "The Holy Cult of Brahmans was bullied by the Elemental Merchant Alliance this time, and everyone In other words, if I don’t avenge this revenge, what face will I, a Brahman, have!”
"All protectors of the Dharma King, the holy envoys obey orders."
Vatican's eyes brightened, "Follow me and take down the Elemental City!"
"Boom!" All the powerhouses of the Brahman Holy Cult behind him echoed in unison, and the loud shouts resounded.
However, the strong men in the military did not move a single step.
"Think about it, Master." Zhou Zhengyi said in a deep voice, "We have nothing to do with the disciples of your religion, but if you violate the agreement and step into the territory of China, it will be regarded as a provocation to our ancient China. At that time, my ancient country of China will spare no effort to fight the Holy Cult of Brahman to the end—"
"I will never die!" Zhou Zhengyi squeezed out the last four words from his teeth.
Behind him, all the strong men in the army shouted loudly.
The uniform voice and high morale surpassed the Holy Cult of Brahmans.
Vatican looked calm.
No threats were made and no representations were made.
Just looking at Zhou Zhengyi, as if seeing him thoroughly from top to bottom, suddenly——
"I understand." Vatican closed his eyes.
Immediately, he turned and left.
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The Brahman Holy Cult came aggressively.
Walking, but it is flat.
This illusion confuses all the strong men in the military, not knowing what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd.
"Justice, what do you think?" Hao Tiejun looked ugly.
Zhou Zhengyi let out a long sigh and looked into the distance, "I'm afraid this old fox... has seen through everything."
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Sea King fighter.
"Father, let's forget it?" Fan Bi frowned.
Vatican said calmly: "Naturally, forget it."
Fanba looked confused.
"Zhou Zhengyi, how can you hide it from me." Vatican said: "Although I don't know what happened, Emperor Zhenwu...will definitely encounter great difficulties." As he said, Vatican smiled coldly: "I wanted to test the truth. Emperor Wu's attitude, but he didn't want to get such good news by accident."
"Emperor Zhenwu is seriously injured?" Fanbi was overjoyed.
"It's very likely." Vatican nodded, "Go back and tell the high priest immediately, you can't miss this opportunity."
"God bless my ancient country of Tianzhu!"
Fanpi's eyes lit up, and he said, "Since that's the case, father, why don't we take it alone? Right now, we can directly take the elemental city!"
"People's hearts are not enough for snakes to swallow elephants." Vatican looked at his son, a little bit hated that iron could not be made into steel: "If a war is launched now, the ancient country of China will be destroyed, and even if it can win, my sect will suffer heavy losses. It is impossible for other ancient countries alone to allow us to annex China."
"Don't make wedding clothes for others."
"Don't rush."
Fan Tuo's eyes sparkled, "It's ours, so we can't run away."
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(Third update~) (to be continued)