Martial King’s Retired Life

Da Xia Ming Fei Zhen 37

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Turn around, it's daybreak. Zhuo Fengru changed his clothes, washed his face with cold water, and then finished washing.

Last night, we discussed with the secret fruit sect envoy to the end, and only decided on the initial strategy to deal with the six doors.

As for the master hunter's attempt to strengthen the glass relics, the final conclusion gave Zhuo Fengru a headache.

1 - "Since you are worried about the young man named Ming, it's easy. You don't have to look for any martial arts masters. You just need to catch the kid Ming. With his profound internal strength, he will naturally be a good dish. Don't let him I'm disappointed, Master Zhuo."

It’s natural and simple to talk about.

But how easy is it to rely on Ming Fei Zhen for nourishment? Not to mention the strange martial arts of this young man, he is not an easy opponent in the first place. If the fight makes too much noise and everyone in the city knows about it, even if he can be captured and the Wudang Mountains behind him are provoked later, it will be useless even if Zhuo Fengru's martial arts are ten times better than now.

If you want to use this young man as your opponent and keep it quiet so that no one knows about it, you can only catch him off guard.

That’s right, take advantage of it!

Try to get him to lower his guard as much as possible in order to have any hope of success.

If this is the case, then what I said to my son yesterday will have to be reconsidered. He had some differences with himself. If he knew that his son had betrayed them to the Secret Fruit Sect, then why should he lower his guard? It's time to start a fight.

That's why Zhuo Fengru got up early in the morning to look for his son and asked him not to apologize to Hua Feihua and others first, in case his son was too impatient and might not be able to do it in time.

As he walked across the room, his mind was still thinking about how to fight Ming Feizhen. Zhuo Daxia has experienced hundreds of battles, so he naturally does not want to fight an uncertain battle. He made this plan last night and has been thinking about how to do it. In my mind, I can't help but think of Ming Feizhen as my imaginary enemy, and I'm trying to fight him, it's so intense.

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Thinking of the fight outside the restaurant that day, I just felt that his martial arts were unconstrained and there was no trace to be found. I really couldn't find any reason for it——

If so, if we could watch his martial arts again, we might be able to find the flaw.

Just when I thought of this, I was suddenly faced with a gust of hunting wind, and a black shadow as thick as a stone pillar, full of masculine wind, struck me. However, I felt that the door in front of me was suppressed by an inexplicable pressure as if it was about to cave in.

Without even having time to see clearly what was coming, Zhuo Fengru hurriedly dwarfed his body, as if he had lost his knees. He rolled on the spot to avoid this violent attack that came from nowhere. -hit.

Judging from the pressure of that strong wind, after being avoided by Zhuo Fengru, the door behind him was either half destroyed or half blown away, but somehow it was silent after he avoided it.

Zhuo Fengru looked up and saw a white-haired boy standing opposite him, so he blurted out in fright.

"Young Master Ming?"

I saw Ming Feizhen holding a clothes pole on his shoulder, holding a piece of foxtail grass in his mouth, raising his eyebrows and smiling.

"Junior Zhuo Daxia is asking you for advice on how to use a stick."_

"That's okay, but why did it happen so suddenly?

Ming Feizhen laughed and said: "It's unprepared to attack him.

Zhuo Fengru laughed twice, almost thinking he had seen a ghost.

“Then it’s coming!!”

The long stick lifted up into the sky, and the strong wind whirled up, making hundreds of shadows of the stick appear, like ripples on the water. In addition to the fierceness, there is also a softness and illusion, and the stick techniques used are unimaginably exquisite. , Schangmu novel

Zhuo Fengru made a sword gesture with his left hand and faced it with his right hand. As soon as he came up, he had to use the flying wind sword and deer palm to barely break the stick.

Zhuo Fengru couldn't suppress his surprise and said: "The Beggar Clan's dog-beating stick method?! Does the wise nephew know the leader Hong of the Beggar Clan?"

"That's natural, look at this move.

"What a move with the Green Dragon Stick!

"What about this stick?

"Hey! That's not right, nephew, you are the sun-shielding mace of the Haisha Gang, and it is not considered a stick technique."

The force of the stick's wind palm spread out, reaching several feet away. Ming Feizhen used the stick technique more and more, but before finishing each move, he switched to the next one, and Zhuo Fengru yelled at him every time.

Until he struck with a stick, the force of the stick was unparalleled, almost showing the image of an Arhat conquering demons.

Zhuo Fengru said: "This is the magic wand technique of Shaolin Temple!

Ming Feizhen suddenly put away his stick and said with a long smile.

"Yes, it's the magic wand! Does Zhuo Daxia have any special insights?

"My good nephew is very knowledgeable and powerful in martial arts. But uh, why should I have any special insights?"

Ming Feizhen was silent for a while, then threw the clothes drying pole to the ground.

"Come on, Master Zhuo, let's go have breakfast." After saying that, he turned around and left.

Zhuo Fengru was confused, but didn't know what to say, so he followed him into the dining room. q

When I walked in, I saw my son with a swollen face, standing in front of Hua Feihua and saying something submissively, feeling bad.

Kan Hua Fei Hua, Su Li and others looked wrong and hurriedly stepped forward.

"Do you all know? I can assure you that this is definitely the last time.

Hua Feihua said in confusion: "Master Zhuo, what is the last time?"

"Ah?" Zhuo Fengru turned to look at his son, "Poor, what did you say to me?"

Zhuo Yupian shook his head: "Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee."

This time it was Zhuo Fengru's turn to look confused.

Su Li smiled bitterly and said, "Master Zhuo has been babbling since he came in, and he hasn't even said a complete sentence."

"Maybe it's the injury on his face that makes him unable to speak. Worker 2

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Only then did Zhuo Fengru realize that this was the case, he grabbed his son's arm and excused himself.

"I have something to do with my son, so I'll take my leave now." He dragged Zhuo Yupian back to his room.

As soon as Zhuo Fengru walked away, Hua Feihua hurriedly asked Ming Feizhen, "How is it?"

Ming Feizhen sat down at the dining table and sighed.

"Not so good? I thought he would show some weird expression when he saw Shaolin martial arts, but he was very calm and not afraid at all. Now even I doubt whether he killed those Shaolin disciples.

"But your Shaolin martial arts rival? Did he really recognize him?"

"Of course it's right. It's a move that my master taught me step by step." Ming Feizhen took a bite of the sesame seed cake and said, "I just don't remember which move it was. I did several sets of stick techniques beforehand. It was so easy to get it right. He actually didn't respond.

Su Li leaned over and whispered: "Do you still think Zhuo Daxia is weird?" said

Ming Feizhen nodded: "It's very strange, but I don't know if he is a bad person."

While biting the sesame seed cake, he was thinking about something. Suddenly he thought of Zhuo Yuqian just now, and his eyes lit up.

"Isn't he unwilling to show off his true skills? I'll let him have a good fight with me.

Hua Fei Huadao: "What are you going to do?"

"Look, hello, sister Yanran."

Xu Yanran didn't know what they were talking about, so she turned around and smiled sweetly.

"Hey, Brother Thanos.

Su Li pulled Xu Yanran and said.

"Sister Yanran, this guy is several years younger than you. Why do you let him do that?

"It doesn't matter. Brother Thanos is helping my family investigate the case and protecting Brother Hua. I sincerely admire his ability and call him brother."

"Look at how sensible she is. Su Xiaoniu, please shut up first. Sister Yanran, this guy, Zhuo Yupian, is engaged to you, right?"

Xu Yanran lowered her head and blushed: "Yes.

"Okay, you cancel first - next.

"ah?"

"The right is for me.

"ah?

Xu Yanran opened her eyes wide, and Ming Feizhen showed a sinister smile.

"I want to hold a hydrangea tossing party to attract brides, and I want you to give me your full support.

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