I think I'm too bad at Kung Fu, so I practice it myself!

"Teacher Zheng, I understand. Thank you for your advice."

Luo Feng clasped his fists respectfully.

"Well, your performance is also very good. I will reward you with thirty points this time. I hope I can see your progress next time."

Zheng Wencheng was also quite satisfied with Luo Feng.

After being praised by Teacher Zheng, Luo Feng began to feel happy again.

He retreated back among the students and his eyes suddenly moved to Jiang Chen.

There was provocation in his eyes.

"I admit that you are very strong, and I admire your performance in physical training, but in terms of weapons training, I am confident that you are better than you."

"If I had a knife in my hand last time, I might as well have been able to fight you."

Obviously, he has always been worried about the last time he was beaten by Jiang Chen.

I must be tossing and turning every night, regretting why I didn't fight back.

This time, I finally got to the field that I am good at, and I have the capital to show off. Of course, I have to regain some face.

Jiang Chen looked at Luo Feng with strange eyes.

Good guy, I don’t care if you show off.

But when the pretense comes to me, I can't stand it anymore.

"You think you are showing off in the field you are good at, but in fact from the moment you start showing off, you have already bumped into the field I am good at."

When it comes to showing off, Jiang Chen has never convinced anyone.

You're just showing off at the lowest level.

A high level of pretentiousness means that you clearly don’t feel that I am pretentious, but you are so impressed that you admire me.

"Oh? You mean, you can be better than me in terms of weapons?"

Luo Feng obviously didn't believe it.

Jiang Chen had already shown his almost abnormal physique in the last class, so he was sure that Jiang Chen must be majoring in Henglian martial arts.

How could it be possible to surpass him in martial arts with weapons?

"No, I never wanted to compete with you."

Jiang Chen shook his head.

When Luo Feng heard this, he twisted his mouth and gave what he thought was an evil smile.

"Having the courage to admit that you are not as good as me shows that you are still in a good state of mind."

Jiang Chen glanced at Luo Feng as if he were looking at a fool, without explaining.

Instead, take a step forward.

"Teacher Zheng, can I be the next one?"

Of course Zheng Wencheng also saw the tit-for-tat confrontation between Luo Feng and Jiang Chen.

Compared with Luo Feng's confidence, he was more interested in Jiang Chen.

Because he could see from Jiang Chen's expression and eyes that he was three parts sarcastic, three parts cold and four parts careless.

He never thought about competing with Luo Feng, not because he didn't dare, but because he was disdainful.

How confident does a person have to be in himself to show such an expression?

"Okay, tell me about the weapons and martial arts you are good at, and what your current overall physical fitness level is."

Zheng Wencheng nodded and said.

"My current physique has reached the level of an intermediate warrior. The weapon I am good at is the sword. My martial arts is the D-level swordsmanship "Sword Drawing Technique". My realm is..."

Before Jiang Chen could finish speaking, he heard a burst of laughter.

Luo Feng's voice sounded immediately.

"Sword drawing technique? Isn't that the most basic sword technique?"

"You are already an intermediate martial artist, but you are still using a lousy martial art like "Sword Drawing Technique"."

"That's it, you still want to compete with me? Don't you know that B-level martial arts at the entry level is equivalent to D-level martial arts at the Xiaocheng level?"

Listening to Luo Feng's ridicule, before Jiang Chen could get angry, an angry voice sounded in his mind.

"Bad street martial arts? How dare you look down on me like that?"

"It is tolerable or unbearable!"

"Master, let me stab him to death with one sword! No, stabbing him to death with one sword is too easy for him. I will kill him a hundred times, a hundred times, a hundred times!"

There is no doubt that the owner of the voice is "The Art of Drawing the Sword".

It was originally worried about its status as a D-level martial artist, thinking that it was defined by those vulgar people.

Luo Feng actually said directly that it was a piece of junk.

How could "The Art of Drawing the Sword" endure this?

"Don't be impatient. Don't be like the vulgar people. Behave well later and slap him in the face hard."

Jiang Chen quickly comforted the swordsman in his heart.

If this guy really gets angry and stabs Luo Feng to death, he will be in big trouble.

"Luo Feng, don't interrupt classmate Jiang Chen. Please continue. What is your current level of sword-drawing skills?"

Zheng Wencheng spoke.

Luo Feng had no choice but to close his mouth.

It’s just that the smile on his face is getting stronger and stronger.

Finally regained my face.

I can sleep well at night.

"Quasi-Perfection Realm."

Jiang Chen told the truth.

But as soon as he said these words, everyone was stunned.

Even the smile on Luo Feng's face froze.

Quasi-consummation?

Just one step away from perfection?

Bragging, right?

Not to mention D-level martial arts, even the worst E-level martial arts, it is very difficult to reach the perfect state.

Let alone young warriors aged sixteen or seventeen, even many martial arts experts who have studied for most of their lives may not have a perfect martial arts.

The state of quasi-perfection is equivalent to stepping into the state of perfection with one foot.

The difficulty is also extremely high.

Zheng Wencheng frowned.

"Classmate Jiang Chen, did you say something wrong?"

With his hearing as a third-grade Yuan warrior, he would definitely not have heard it wrong.

Jiang Chen must have said it wrong.

Maybe he was too nervous and talked too much?

"I'm right, it's half-step to perfection."

Jiang Chen said it again.

very sure.

"You have to draft it when you are bragging. Even if you say you are half-step to the Great Realm, your credibility is still higher."

Luo Feng couldn't help laughing again.

"Yeah, this is too unrealistic."

"It's impossible to reach the Dacheng Realm even half a step. I think it's only half a step to mastery at most."

Other students also expressed doubts.

Zheng Wencheng's face also darkened.

Obviously, he, like those students, did not believe it.

Zheng Wencheng is known for his good temper. If his face darkens, it means he is really angry.

Even if he is faced with a person with extremely low talent, Zheng Wencheng will do his best to guide him with a responsible attitude.

But he couldn't tolerate the other person being a big talker.

And he is still bragging about this matter.

Zheng Wencheng has devoted his whole life to studying martial arts related to weapons, so even though he is over forty years old, he still only has the strength of a third-grade Yuan warrior.

It's because he is really passionate about weapons, almost crazy.

In this regard, he did not allow anyone to talk nonsense.

This is disrespectful to him and to all weapons experts.

"You are still young, and I understand that you like to talk big, but now is the guidance class, and I need you to give me a true answer, so that I can give you the most correct advice."

Zheng Wencheng still suppressed his displeasure.

Still a child after all.

"I have said that half-step to perfection is my most authentic answer. If you don't believe it, you can give it a try."

Jiang Chen shrugged.

He understood Zheng Wencheng's skeptical attitude.

Even Grandmaster Jiang Yunfan didn't believe him at that time, didn't he?

But you will eventually be slapped in the face by reality.