Comprehensive martial arts: Infinitely simplified, the sword crushes Li Hanyi at the beginning

Looking at the holes in Li Changsheng's sleeves, Sikong Changfeng couldn't help but smile.

He whispered in a low voice: "People make mistakes, horses make mistakes, Master, Master, you also make mistakes sometimes."

Sikong Changfeng was very excited when he thought that even his master Li Changsheng had secretly suffered a small loss due to the attack he just made.

Although he tried his best, his nearly exhausted blow only shattered some sleeves, which seemed like nothing to be proud of.

However, it also depends on whose sleeve is shattered.

Smashing the sleeves of ordinary warriors is certainly not something to be happy about. However, now Li Changsheng's sleeves were shattered by him.

Who is Li Changsheng?

Sikong Changfeng can say with absolute certainty that Li Changsheng is definitely No. 1 among the thousands of warriors in the Beili Dynasty.

Even if he puts aside his status as Li Changsheng's apprentice and looks at it without any filter, he still thinks that Li Changsheng is the No. 1 in Beili Martial Arts.

Being able to achieve this level in the hands of Beili Martial Arts No. 1, Sikong Changfeng was naturally overjoyed.

"It's all thanks to my brother-in-law who taught me the Hundred Strikes of a Prairie Fire, which not only helped me break through half a step to land, but also doubled my combat power."

"I have to find a chance to thank my brother-in-law, hehehe."

Sikong Changfeng whispered, immersed in joy.

He didn't notice at all that Li Changsheng, who was walking in front, looked slightly dark at this moment.

Although his voice was soft, it could not escape Li Changsheng's ears.

"What a good boy, I took advantage of my teacher, so proud"?

"I must teach him a lesson, otherwise, where is my dignity as a teacher?"

"However, it's not good to directly 'retaliate', otherwise it will make me appear to be a petty master."

Just as Li Changsheng was thinking about it, he walked into the house and saw the quilt on the bed. His eyes suddenly lit up.

The next second, the quilt lying across the bed suddenly flew up and flew straight towards Sikong Changfeng behind him.

Sikong Changfeng, who was still immersed in joy, had no time to react. He only felt a blackness above his head and his whole body was shrouded in quilt.

Immediately afterwards, Sikong Changfeng was greeted with a slap on the head and face.

The angry shouts of his master Li Changsheng could also be heard in his ears: "How dare you Fang Xiaoxiao to commit murder in front of me."

Under the quilt, Sikong Changfeng looked confused.

what happened? Could it be that someone broke into the city lord's mansion?

It shouldn't be. Why didn't he notice it at all before?

However, listening to the master's angry shouts and the faint sound of zhenqi breaking through the air, Sikong Changfeng became even more anxious.

Someone who can fight Master Li Changsheng back and forth must not be simple.

Thinking of this, Sikong Changfeng became a little anxious and hurriedly reached out to take off the quilt.

However, the quilt seemed to have taken root, covering his head tightly, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not pull it away.

After a while, there was a sound of banging doors and windows, and then the room finally became quiet.

Sikong Changfeng finally had a moment to breathe. He pulled off the quilt and his vision returned to normal.

The door and window were wide open, and Li Changsheng was standing in front of the window with a serious look on his face.

"Master, who was that person just now?" Sikong Changfeng asked.

Li Changsheng turned back to look at him. Looking at Sikong Changfeng with a bruised nose and swollen face, Li Changsheng almost laughed out loud.

I secretly thought in my heart: "Good boy, let me make you crazy. You know it hurts this time."

However, Li Changsheng maintained a solemn look on his face, shook his head and said: "That man was wearing night clothes, and my teacher couldn't see his face clearly."

Hearing this, Sikong Changfeng felt a chill in his heart.

What kind of strong man could make Master Li Changsheng unable to see his face clearly?

"Master, I will arrange for a search throughout the city to find this villain."

While speaking, Sikong Changfeng raised his spear and prepared to shake people.

The next second, Li Changsheng stretched out his hand to stop him.

Sikong Changfeng looked at his master with some confusion.

"Ahem," Li Changsheng coughed twice and said, "No need, that man was hit by Master's full strength palm and won't live long. There is no need to waste manpower to find him."

"Yes, Master." Sikong Changfeng was full of doubts. He began to feel that something was wrong with what just happened.

Looking back at the house, after scanning around, I found that the furnishings in the house were neatly arranged, without any signs of clutter.

Seeing this scene, Sikong Changfeng frowned slightly.

It shouldn't be. Judging from the intensity of the fight between Master and the 'mysterious man' just now, everything in this room should have been smashed long ago.

How could it still be as intact as it is now?

Something is wrong, [-] out of [-] things are wrong.

Thinking of Li Changsheng preventing him from arranging manpower to search, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in Sikong Changfeng's mind.

Could it be that there were no outsiders at all just now, and all of this was a play directed and acted by my master, right?

The more Sikong Changfeng thought about it, the more it seemed possible.

Just now, he had taken advantage of his master in the competition by relying on the Hundred Strikes of a Prairie Fire.

The master felt that he had lost face, so he came back now to 'retaliate'.

Yes, it must be so.

Sikong Changfeng, who realized the truth, suddenly felt dumbfounded.

Master, Master, you are over 200 years old, why are you still so childish? Can you be more mature?

I can only say that we are truly masters and disciples, and your character is really on par with mine.

Sikong Changfeng cursed in his heart, but did not expose Li Changsheng's plan.

He was afraid that one second he had exposed his master's evil deeds of 'retaliation', and the next second an unknown 'villain' would appear and cover him up and beat him up.

After thinking about it, Sikong Changfeng gave up the idea of ​​exposing Li Changsheng.

"Tomorrow, I'll find that boy Xiao Se and find any reason to mess with him and vent my anger." Thinking like this, Sikong Changfeng's mood gradually improved.

On the other side, Xiao Se, who was sleeping, suddenly woke up and sat up from the bed, covered in cold sweat.

Looking at the moonlight outside the window, Xiao Se murmured in a low voice: "What's going on? I always have a bad feeling."

"I am now the apprentice of the second city lord of Xueyue City. No one in this city would dare to take action against me."

Xiao Se thought about it, but he couldn't think of anyone who dared to do something to him.

After pondering for a long time, he took a long breath and said, "It must be my illusion."

On the other side, Sikong Changfeng did not continue to think about what he had just been beaten.

He lifted the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Li Changsheng: "Master, please use tea."

Li Changsheng took the tea cup, took a sip, and then asked: "Is the marksmanship you used just now something you have newly learned?"

Hearing this, Sikong Changfeng chuckled and said: "Master, I didn't learn this set of marksmanship just now, it was my brother-in-law who taught it to me."......