Fantasy: I can become stronger when I hang up

Ye Feng brandished a long sword, thinking that his moves were sharp, superb, and smooth.

But Yun looked at it, but sometimes frowned, sometimes sighed, his eyes were full of disappointment.

After performing the three moves of "Zi Lei Sword Art", Ye Feng put his sword back into its sheath.

"How about it, my swordsmanship is okay."

Yun didn't speak, just frowned, and pressed his lightly clenched fist against his lips.

After a long time, she looked at Ye Feng with the coldness in her eyes when she and Ye Feng met for the first time.

"Is this your swordsmanship? Do you think you are very good?"

Ye Feng stared at Yun in a daze, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

"Well, am I that bad?"

Yun gave him a cold look.

"You are the No.1 I saw after my memory was sealed, but I'm sure that among all the people I see in the future, you will be the one with the last sword skill."

Hearing this, Ye Feng suddenly felt a little bit hit, but he still said it in a self-comforting way.

"Among the younger generation of the Ye family, my swordsmanship should be pretty good."

"Why don't you just compete with the stone in the toilet who is harder."

The shortening of this sentence made Ye Feng a little speechless.

"Hold the sword, I will teach you how to use the sword."

As Yun said, he began to correct the small details of every time Ye Feng held the sword.

"The thumb is down."

"Calm down your dantian, hold your breath."

"Hold the sword without trembling."

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, all the stars in the night sky dissipate.

"Gluck cluck!!"

Accompanied by a cock crow, a ray of sunlight happened to hit Ye Feng's face, revealing the traces of sweat on his face.

At this time, Ye Feng had been tortured by the cloud for a whole night.

Yun said that his posture for holding the sword was wrong, so he spent the whole night teaching him how to hold the sword.

How to put the fingers, how to stand in the posture, stood abruptly all night.

Moreover, Ye Feng's arms were also required to be straight without any bending.

And there can be no shaking of the arms or body parts for three or four hours in a row!

Ever since, Ye Feng stood like a stone statue for the whole night like this.

Yun walked up to Ye Feng, looked at it carefully, and then nodded.

"Okay, let's take it."

Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

But his arm, which had been holding the sword all night, had already gone numb, so he had to move it slowly little by little.

"It seems that closing the sword is not enough, you have to practice."

Ye Feng was so frightened that he quickly retracted the long sword into the scabbard.

"Yun, sister Yun, don't you see how good I am with my sword?"

But Yun just glanced at Ye Feng with a cold expression.

"Even if you don't practice retracting your sword, you still have other things to practice, such as chopping, chopping, cutting, pulling, picking, hooking, stabbing, piercing, wiping, sweeping, pointing, collapsing, hanging..."

"You have to learn all of these, and you can't do without one."

Ye Feng almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood on the spot, all of these must be practiced!

He almost lost half of his life just by practicing how to hold a sword. If he finished these exercises, he might have to spend his entire life.

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to learn, I won't force you."

Yun said calmly, with a flat face, as if he was not angry.

But when Ye Feng heard it, he shook his head quickly.

"Don't, don't, sister Yun, I'm joking, just kidding."

Although what Yun asked Ye Feng to practice now, it seems that they are simple and useless.

But these basic skills are often the most important.

Ye Feng has the foundation laid by his predecessor, so it must be no problem to practice some ordinary sword moves.

But if it is more difficult, his foundation may not be enough.

And these things cannot be given by the current on-hook system, so he can only rely on himself.

Yun is a sword spirit with a magic weapon above the sky rank, a professional swordsman guide, and the kind who can't lie to himself.

With such good guidance, it would be a waste not to use it.

"After you have a good night's sleep, continue here tonight. First, check your sword-holding posture. If you are good, you can practice the next one. If you are not good, continue to hold the sword all night."

After finishing speaking, Yun turned into a streamer and flew back to Ye Feng's Holy Cloud Sword.

And Ye Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But when I thought about the same painful training tonight, I couldn't help but feel my scalp tingle.

"It's time to go to Dantang."

As Ye Feng said, he hammered his already stiff waist, and then walked towards Dantang.

……

Half an hour later, in the Ye Family Dan Hall

As soon as he entered the alchemy hall, Ye Feng saw a familiar figure standing there.

"Ye Pu? What is this guy doing here again?"

Ye Feng looked at Ye Pu's figure with helplessness written all over his face.

This guy is really persistent enough, does he really depend on himself or something.

When Ye Pu turned around, he happened to see Ye Feng, a smile appeared on his face, and he rushed towards Ye Feng in a few steps.

"I don't want to compare alchemy with you, so stay where it's cooler."

Hearing this, Ye Pu was obviously annoyed, but he still suppressed the anger in his heart as much as possible, and looked at Ye Feng.

"I came to you, not to compete with you in alchemy."

As Ye Pu said, without giving Ye Feng any chance to reply, he hurriedly glanced around, and after confirming that there was no one around, he immediately stuffed the small note into Ye Feng's hand.

"Tonight, let's solve all this!"

After speaking, he left without looking back.

Ye Feng looked at Ye Pu who was walking away, and couldn't help being taken aback, but then he opened the note in his hand, and saw a line of small characters.

"At midnight tonight, the Ye Family's Hundred Poison Cliffs will compete against each other!"

Looking at the small print, Ye Feng couldn't help frowning.

duel?Is this guy out of his mind?
His strength in the refining period, and his duel in the foundation building period?
However, Ye Feng could also think that this guy probably found a bunch of people and wanted to beat him up in groups, so as to bully the few with more.

But Ye Feng's current spiritual power value is even enough for him to directly enter the alchemy stage. I am afraid that the people he finds can only compete with himself at the seventh grade of foundation building.

If I broke through the condensate stage directly in front of them at that time, I don't know how those guys will react.

Of course, what Ye Feng wanted to see most was Ye Pu's reaction.

That guy didn't even break through the Foundation Establishment Stage, but he saw that he had broken through the Core Condensation Stage, so he might be angry to death.

"Since you are already in the afternoon, I will naturally not miss it."

Ye Feng said to himself, and put the small note into the storage ring.

What he looks forward to the most is not to teach Ye Pu a harsh lesson, but to dove the task that Yun gave Ye Feng tonight.

When Yun asked about it, he said that someone had made an appointment to fight.

The reason is justified, the excuse is reasonable, it is simply a good excuse for asking for leave!
"Not only can I teach Ye Pu a lesson, but I can also skip Sister Yun's class for one night. It's the best of both worlds!"