"Brother Chengfeng, we are here today. The business entrusted by Dean Guo is very important, so we should not delay for too long!"
Song Suxing hurriedly interrupted with a smile.
He didn't expect to challenge Zhang Guanzhu as soon as he met Feng Chengfeng.
Although he had not witnessed Zhang Guanzhu's abilities with his own eyes, Zhang Guanzhu's deeds of killing three second-level earth ghosts with one sword, fighting against the demon clan of gold-devouring orangutans, and cutting off one of his arms was widely spread in the Basilin Ridge stronghold. Everyone knows.
There are only a few records in the battle report, which cannot be faked.
He was not optimistic at all about Feng Chengfeng, who was said to be very capable, and was worried that the young man would not be able to step down later.
Wu Qianping sneered in his heart. The monks of Jiuhe Palace are used to being domineering. He is still in the position of the master of the courtyard, so just treat him like he doesn't exist?
Fu Gujing was not afraid of the excitement when watching the excitement. He followed the conversation and added fuel to the flames. He said with a smile: "Yes, let's do business first. We will discuss a few tricks later. It won't waste much time. Let me open my eyes and see what fellow Taoist Chengfeng has to offer." Great move, please! Go to the hall to serve tea and talk."
Transmission message from Zhang Wenfeng: "Brother, please let go and teach this lunatic boy a lesson. Do you really think that our place is a rural place where anyone can come and act wild?"
He and Wu Qianping share weal and woe. Feng Chengfeng is so disrespectful to the master of the hospital. This is a slap in the face!
The director of the hospital was worried about his face and could not speak easily, so he came to stir up trouble.
Feng Chengfeng laughed and said, "It won't hurt our friendship to discuss things with each other. Zhang Guanzhu, please don't refuse."
Zhang Wenfeng smiled and cupped his hands without saying anything or acknowledging it.
Another monk named Feng Chengyun seemed to have a calm temper, and he was probably trying to persuade him through a message. However, Feng Chengfeng glared impatiently, so he had no choice but to shut up and walk forward.
Chen Qingqiao originally wanted to go back to the Taoist temple, out of sight and out of mind. Hearing that there might be a competition later, he didn't leave. He wanted to see how Zhang Guanzhu taught the arrogant boy a lesson.
A group of people walked into the hall. Song Suxing took off the bag on his back and communicated a few words with Wu Qianping. Wu Qianping clasped his fists to indicate that the two of them extended their hands to each other politely and walked together behind the big eucalyptus table.
Wu Qianping called out: "Zhang Guanzhu, please come and accept the reward for the battle at Guiziling!"
Zhang Wenfeng cupped his fists and said "yes" and walked to the front, while others watched on both sides.
Song Suxing opened the bag and found a small wooden box inside. He took out a booklet from his sleeve, unfolded it and read: "Zhang Wenfeng, a monk from the Daolu Branch of Xiling County under the jurisdiction of Yuanyang County in Nanjiang Prefecture, worked diligently and made many achievements. This time, I was ordered to go to Guizailing. It was difficult to promote the relief, but I had a lot of propaganda. I eliminated the chaos and achieved great success.
... In terms of merit, you should be rewarded: the fiefdom No. 23 of Guizailing; a Daoluyuan standard storage bag; three thousand aura stones; thirty each of the five elements and second-order crystals; Jiuxiao Guanmi An article on the art of thunder; a set of second-level wooden robes made by Daolu Academy..."
There are all kinds of things, it's a long list, especially the fiefdoms, storage bags, etc., which made everyone look different.
Wu Qianping and several monks from the major sects were well-informed. They heard that the Daolu Academy in the capital had developed rare and practical magic tools such as storage bags. They did not expect that Zhang Wenfeng would receive such an honor and reward less than a month after the news came out.
Zhang Wenfeng cupped his fists and saluted, with a look of surprise on his face. He handed over his identity card to Song Suxing to verify the process. He signed and fingerprinted a file, took the sealed wooden box, and checked the yellow sealing talisman.
Then in front of the two people behind the table, he tore off the talisman seal and gently opened the wooden box.
A palm-sized black bag is fixed in the middle of the wooden box. There are faint runes on it and a few incomprehensible inscriptions on the corners.
I picked up the storage bag on the side and found out what I need to know about its use. After reading it, I realized that the storage bag specially made by Daolu Academy can only be used by oneself for sacrifice. If someone has evil intentions and covets the treasures for wealth and death, he will forcefully wipe it. Go to the mark to sacrifice and open it, Daoluyuan can trace it according to the inscription on the bag, avenge the owner, etc.
It is very thoughtful and can save the owner from some malicious plots from behind.
Zhang Wenfeng refined the gift bag according to the above description and used his spiritual consciousness to check the various rewarded items. The gift bag only had a space of five feet square, which was incomparable with the three-foot space of his gift bottle. However, at this stage, It is a very rare treasure.
It will probably take some years before storage bags are publicly sold in the future.
Song Suxing, Wu Qianping and others congratulated one after another.
Fu Gujing asked Guanzhu Zhang to treat him to at least ten banquets, otherwise his eyes would be green and would not be extinguished.
Zhang Wenfeng put the storage bag into his arms and hid it close to his body to show that he paid attention to it. He cupped his fists, smiled and said polite words to everyone.
Wu Qianping extended his hand to invite the guests to sit down at the coffee table, while Chen Qingqiao and Che Sheng were busy boiling water and making tea.
The two Feng brothers sat down, and the younger brother Feng Chengyun was still transmitting messages to advise his cousin not to act out of emotion, and not to compete with Guanzhu Zhang to obtain such a level of reward, especially to obtain the fiefdom by oneself, and to compete with him. generation?
This Zhang Guanzhu probably left a good impression on the senior officials at the Daolu Branch in Zhoucheng and even in the Daolu Academy in the capital.
Why do you have to challenge this time if you get into trouble?
How could Feng Chengfeng listen? He drank two cups of tea and looked at Zhang Wenfeng again, who was chatting and laughing with others. It’s for Guanzhu Zhang to get a reward for his military exploits, to add some excitement and excitement.”
Feng Chengyun next to him almost covered his forehead after hearing this. Now even the clay figurine was very angry.
This cousin of his is so ungrateful that he offends people.
Is there anything like this to add to the fun?
Wu Qianping glanced at the astonished Song Suxing. He probably regretted it so much that he shouldn't have taken a trip into this muddy water. He just smiled and said nothing, let alone tried to persuade him. He glanced at Fu Gujing and everyone drank tea. Don't even speak.
Zhang Wenfeng put down the tea cup and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist Feng is a guest from afar. Zhang Tian is half the master and cannot spoil the guest's interest again and again. So let the host do as the guest does. Let's learn a few tricks at will without hurting the harmony." .”
He stood up, extended his hand in invitation, and walked out the door first.
The Daolu branch actually had a venue for martial arts competitions. Zhang Wenfeng led people to the venue in front of the door.
The place is big enough to display, and... there are enough people to watch.
He has repeatedly tolerated it in exchange for the other party's aggressiveness. Since it is shameless, then it is not his fault. What about Jiuhe Palace? Just relying on Feng Qiyue, a free-spirited monk to support his appearance, he dared to be so arrogant.
He didn't know if that guy was lacking in brains or if he was overconfident.
Or is he doing this deliberately to bring bad luck to him?
As Feng Chengfeng walked, he said to Song Suxing and Wu Qianping: "I am discussing with Master Zhang, and I would also like to ask you two to be witnesses."
Wu Qianping smiled and said: "Easy to say, easy to say."
Guanzhu Zhang even said what he said casually. Today's discussion was a bit interesting.
Song Suxing could only nod in agreement. It was a good thing for young people to be impulsive and suffer some setbacks.
A few people walked to the middle of the field. Chen Qingqiao and Che Sheng went to the corridor to watch the show. Chen Qingqiao recognized many people, so he secretly sent word to the Taoist men in each room to come out to watch the fun.
Seeing that there were suddenly more people watching, Feng Chengyun felt a sudden shock in his heart, and hurriedly shouted: "Master Zhang, please be merciful and let us learn from each other and give you some pointers. There is no need to get hurt..."
Feng Chengfeng glared and said, "Go to the corridor and stay out of the way."
He despises his brother's ambition for others and destroys his own prestige.
With a swish, he pulled out the five-foot-long knife from his waist, hugged the handle and saluted: "Please!"
Zhang Wenfeng never slacked off or looked down upon when facing a challenge. He drew his jujube sword and said in return, "Please!"
Before he went to Huanye Wasteland, he put the green bamboo sword into the storage bottle space, so as not to hang it around his waist. Moreover, the green bamboo sword was a little short, and he was used to using a custom-made jujube wood sword, so it would be difficult to use it again. The green bamboo sword.
Without any hesitation, he thrust his sword flat to attack, followed a little with his feet, and charged forward in an airy manner.
He doesn't have to fly and is more grounded, which is better for him.
Before the edge of the sword arrived, the sword energy was like cutting and splitting, shrouding the man in strong armor holding the sword five feet away.
The sound of chi chi broke through the air, causing the expressions of the two witnesses to change slightly, and they quickly moved back. Zhang Guanzhu's swordsmanship had reached an incredible level, and they did not want to be affected.
"What a great way to guide the way!"
Feng Chengfeng stepped on the bluestone ground and held the knife upright in one hand.
Dozens of sword shadows stood up like a forest, overlapping and colliding with the sword energy, making a dense sound.
After a few "ding-dong" sounds, the thrusting sword edge deviated from the direction. Feng Chengfeng turned his body sideways and punched hard with his left hand. The fist glowed with an earthy yellow metallic color.
"Martial arts innate realm!"
Zhang Wenfeng finally understood where the opponent's confidence came from. Feng Chengfeng was a rare expert in both martial arts and martial arts.
His figure suddenly turned around, his movements were ghostly, and he passed by a ball of fists. His body erupted with bright cyan and dull yellow brilliance, blocking the aftermath of the fist attack.
He has rich experience in actual combat, and it is impossible for the opponent to succeed in a sneak attack.
"Come again!"
Feng Chengfeng stepped on the ground. Starting from where he landed, the stone slab shattered and cracked spread three feet away. The gravity technique was activated, causing Zhang Guanzhu's body to dodge. He roared, Swinging the knife and slashing fiercely, the figure lunged forward.
The timing of this attack was so wonderful, as if it had been calculated.
Zhang Wenfeng flicked his left hand, and dots of green light "chirped".
Feng Chengfeng relied on the fact that he had a rare treasure and was safe, so he ignored such a level of harassment and attack.
He had done a lot of collecting in the past and knew which skills Zhang Guanzhu had. One was the dense rain of thousands of green thorns that appeared out of thin air, the other was the secret technique of using thorn hooks and wire vines to entangle, and the other was praised by He Guangjun. fencing.
As long as he is careful not to be trapped by the opponent's entanglement technique, he may not be able to defeat the opponent with his martial arts skills and treasures.
He had long heard that the gold-swallowing orangutan demon from the demon clan had a body that was tempered to the point where it was difficult to be harmed by magic weapons, but in the end he lost an arm.
He felt that there was something wrong with the monster's brain and he underestimated the enemy.
With a few "bang bangs", Feng Chengfeng attacked with seven or eight green thorns, and suddenly changed from slashing to sweeping.
He paused and used the gravity technique again.
There is no distinction between beginner's skills and good or bad skills. Only when you use them at the right time and are proficient can they be of great use.
Zhang Wenfeng tapped the wooden sword in his hand three times, and the tip of the sword cleverly stabbed the opponent's blade each time. With the sound of "ding, ding, ding", he used his strength to turn three times to eliminate the interference of the opponent's gravity technique. It seemed thrilling, but in fact he easily avoided a sweeping sword attack. There are dozens of knife shadows coming out.
He did not apply the "Blue Light Reflection Curse" on himself, but relied solely on the Aoki Transformation Wave Technique and the dust-washing robe for protection.
He was quite surprised by Feng Chengfeng's strength.
Then he can let go of his hands and feet, try the "fitting with the body" sword realm he has mastered, and hone his sword skills.
Both of them were monks in the Jianwei Realm, but they only circled on the ground and refused to fly up to attack.
For a moment, only the sounds of swords and knives clashing together could be heard. A figure was flexible and strange, surrounding another figure with yellow light, attacking from all directions, splitting and combining, and the fight was quite fierce.
Chen Qingqiao was a little worried and asked through a message: "Brother Fu, what are the chances of Guanzhu Zhang winning?"
Don't lose to that arrogant boy from Jiuhe Palace.
Fu Gujing watched with great interest. The two people in the field were actually close-range attackers at heart. The use of spells was mainly assistive. He was absorbing and learning the two people's close-quarter attack, defense, and counter-attack tactics to quickly switch. This It's the part he's not good at.
"Don't worry, Guanzhu Zhang will not be defeated. None of his secret techniques have been used. He can easily fight Feng Chengfeng with just his sword skills. Guanzhu Zhang's sword skills have improved greatly. He also has body skills. I don't know. How did he cultivate it?"
"That's fine. As long as we don't lose, that's fine."
Chen Qingqiao was relieved.
At this time, the corridor was full of men watching the excitement.
There were many new Taoist soldiers who didn't know Zhang Wenfeng, so Wu Youde waited for some old friends and introduced them in a low voice but excitedly, talking about Zhang Guanzhu's great achievements and so on.
Feng Chengyun, who was sweating a lot, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He saw that his cousin was wearing the sect's inherited treasure "Rock Armor". He didn't know when Master Qiyue, their distant elder, had given him the reward. His cousin was so strict that he even hid it from him. It worried him for a long time.
After fighting for a long time, Feng Chengfeng realized that he could not defeat the opponent. Zhang Guanzhu's movements were too weird, and his gravity technique could not trap him at all. He could not keep up with the opponent's speed, and he was basically invincible. He shouted: "Zhang Guanzhu, how about we let go of our hands and feet and attack each other to see what happens?"
Zhang Wenfeng also found that he could not break through the strange protection of a layer of rock scales flowing on the opponent's body.
He sheathed his sword and stepped back, smiling: "Good!"
He still has the magical power of "Blue Light Covering Curse" that has not been used, so there is no problem with protection.
"You go first, I've already taken advantage of this treasure."
Feng Chengfeng Da Fangdao.
Zhang Wenfeng retreated to about eight feet, intending to test the power of the sword magical power he displayed when he reached the "fitting with the body" sword realm. Feng Chengfeng's protection was strong and his strength was good. This was a rare opportunity to verify his magical power. .
"careful!"
Zhang Wenfeng recited the scriptures silently, used the "Guanxin Wood Sword Curse" magical power, raised his sword and slashed it down at the earthy yellow light ball in the distance.
The blade of the sword suddenly burst out with a bright cold light, and a roaring sound broke through the air.
A layer of bluish-grey appeared on his face, his eyes became cold, and he activated the energy in his body to use his sword magic power with all his strength.
There was a rippling wave of airflow in the air, visible to the naked eye.
The nearby spiritual energy was drawn and swarmed towards the direction of the sword.
The power of this sword's magical power completely exceeded the upper limit of what he could activate.
Mo Ye, who was reading quietly in the innermost room of the library, raised his head and looked toward the field, frowned slightly, and muttered: "Obsession arises in the sword realm, and inner demons take advantage of the opportunity to arise!"
The library ban had no effect on her, and the Taoist guard guarding the door thought she was a Taoist cultivator from elsewhere.
"Ahh..."
Feng Chengfeng felt a strong suffocation in his heart. He was locked by this sword and could not avoid it. He finally understood why the demon clan's Xiang Yuan was defeated. He yelled and raised the sword to try to get a chance for himself.
"Kacha!"
The long sword, a magic weapon, could not withstand it at all and broke into two halves upon contact.
He desperately raised his arms and crossed to meet him. Should his body tempered by innate martial arts and the inherited treasure "rock armor" shirt be able to block such a fatal sword?
My heart is filled with sadness!
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