Chapter 416

Goodbye, never again?

Hearing this, Luo Qingzhou pondered for a moment and suddenly asked: "Senior sister, does she want you to tell Chu Feiyang this, or..."

Sister Dao looked at him strangely: "Is there a difference? Isn't it all you?"

Luo Qingzhou said: "I want to know if she recognizes me."

Sister Dao thought about it carefully and said: "She didn't say anything else. She came here before dawn, and when she saw me, she directly said [give him a message]. As for who this [him] is, I don't know either."

Luo Qingzhou thought for a moment and said, "That's Chu Feiyang."

Then he sighed and said, "I hope she keeps her word and doesn't come to me again, otherwise I will have a psychological shadow every time I come out and go back."

Sister Dao stared at the expression on his face carefully for a while and said in surprise: "Chu Feiyang, your words seem to be sincere. Are you really not interested in her?"

Luo Qingzhou asked, "Why should I be interested in her?"

Sister Dao said matter-of-factly: "Because she is very beautiful, has a good figure, and her surname is Nangong. She is from the royal family, has a distinguished status, and has a rich family fortune. Which man would refuse such a woman?"

Luo Qingzhou said: "How do you know her identity?"

Sister Dao smiled and said: "Her carriage is very obvious, with the royal emblem on it. She told me that her name is Gong Meijiao, which is obviously missing a word. And her clothes and temperament, as well as the expensive storage ring, It's not what ordinary people should have. Of course, the most important thing is that both Chu Feiyang and Luo Qingzhou are afraid of her. Isn't it obvious that you are a martial artist and the son-in-law of the Qin family."

Luo Qingzhou paused and said, "I'm not afraid of her not because she is from the royal family."

Sister Dao walked in front, turned around and said, "But there must be this reason, isn't it?"

Luo Qingzhou thought for a moment and couldn't refute.

Sister Dao smiled and said: "Chu Feiyang, you haven't answered me yet? Are you really not interested in her?"

Luo Qingzhou said without hesitation: "No."

Sister Dao thought for a moment and said, "That's right. Your wife is actually very beautiful. Although she is weak, she has a very special kind of graceful beauty. Anyway, it's hard to forget after just one look."

Luo Qingzhou didn't speak anymore, and couldn't help but secretly thought in his heart: If you see my first wife, it will be really difficult for you to forget her.

The two talked all the way and soon arrived at the alley of Chunyuan where the branch of Lingxiao Sect was located.

Sister Dao looked forward, frowned, and said seriously: "Chu Feiyang, don't worry about what happened at the restaurant last night for now. When you go there later, you still have to say hello when you see Senior Brother He and the others. . After all, we will practice together in the future, and we will probably go out to do tasks together. We still have to work hard on the surface, and he doesn’t dare to mess around when the master is there.”

Luo Qingzhou said: "I know."

Sister Dao sighed and said: "In order to practice, some grievances are inevitable. This world is originally based on strength. When you are stronger than him in the future, he will naturally not dare to underestimate you anymore."

Luo Qingzhou said no more.

The two came to the door and knocked on the door.

There were sounds of punching and air blasts coming from the yard.

"Squeak..."

Nie Yunrong came over and opened the door. After seeing the two of them, he smiled and said, "Senior Sister Dao, Junior Brother Chu, come in quickly."

The two nodded and walked in.

In the front yard, second senior brother Feng Yunsong was sparring with third senior brother Zhang Yuanshan. Others, including Sun Jiang, were watching.

Sister Dao walked over with Luo Qingzhou, first called "Master" and then greeted the others.

He Yang was smiling, as if he had forgotten what happened last night, and said, "Junior Brother Chu, I heard that you are also a boxing practitioner. You can go up and practice with the two of them later."

Yan Mei, who was on the side, just nodded lightly to the greetings of the two people and said nothing.

Feng Yunsong and Zhang Yuanshan fought for a while, then Fang stopped his fists and stood still.

Sun Jiang frowned and said: "Yunsong, you said you have been practicing Kongshan Quan for half a year, why do I think you haven't even practiced it for a month? The fifth move, the eleventh move, and the last move, They all played terribly."

Feng Yunsong suddenly looked embarrassed, lowered his head and said, "This disciple is stupid."

Sun Jiang turned around and said, "Come on, follow me to the backyard, and I'll teach you again."

Feng Yunsong quickly followed.

The front yard suddenly became quiet.

Neither He Yang nor Yan Mei said anything, they turned around and left, going to the open space on the other side to practice.

Zhang Yuanshan wiped his sweat, walked up to Sister Dao and Luo Qingzhou, smiled, and said: "Junior Sister Dao, Junior Brother Chu, don't take what happened last night to heart, we are all from the same sect, there is no need to make such a fuss. Like an enemy."

Sister Dao nodded and said, "I know. Thank you to Senior Brother Zhang for speaking up last night."

Zhang Yuanshan smiled and said, "I'm just telling the truth. We all came here like this. Senior Brother He and the others just couldn't think about it for the moment. It's okay. They will be fine in a few days."

The two talked for a while, and Zhang Yuanshan looked at the young man next to him and said, "I heard that Junior Brother Chu also practices boxing. Do you want to try some tricks?"

Luo Qingzhou hesitated for a moment, nodded, and said, "Then please give me some advice, Senior Brother Zhang."

Sister Dao touched him with her elbow and said with a smile: "Just let's compare, don't hurt anyone."

Nie Yunrong on the side smiled and said: "Senior Sister Dao, don't worry, Senior Brother Zhang can use his fists freely and will not hurt your little Junior Brother."

Sister Dao looked at her and said, "How come you are in my family? Isn't he your junior brother?"

Nie Yunrong smiled and said, "He is my junior brother, but he is not from my family."

Sister Dao rolled her eyes at her and said, "You're overthinking this. She's not from my family either."

Luo Qingzhou and Zhang Yuanshan had already walked into the open space in front.

Zhang Yuanshan smiled and said, "Junior Brother Chu, my punches are relatively heavy, so you have to be careful."

Luo Qingzhou said: "Senior Brother Zhang, feel free to come."

"good!"

The two of them started fighting without further ado.

Zhang Yuanshan's boxing skills are not only heavy, but also very fierce. The disadvantage is that he is slow, but his defense is very powerful.

Luo Qingzhou used the plum blossoms flying fist technique.

This boxing technique is only used by martial arts students. At the martial arts level, apart from being fast enough, it actually has no power.

What he is really powerful about is the Thunder Fist with lightning and the Bull Demon Magic Skill.

Even the Mountain-Shaking Fist is much more powerful than the Plum Blossom Flying Fist.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The two exchanged several punches, but Luo Qingzhou retreated lightly, and then relied on his speed to catch him.

At this time, He Yang and Yan Mei also came over and looked at the competition on the field.

Nie Yunrong was surprised and said: "Senior Sister Dao, this boxing technique of Junior Brother Chu looks so dazzling and light. Although Senior Brother Zhang's boxing technique is more powerful, it can be resolved by Junior Brother Chu every time. Junior Brother Chu uses softness to overcome hardness and quickness. If you dodge slowly, you won't lose."

Yan Mei, who was standing next to him, sneered after hearing this and said, "Senior Brother Zhang didn't use all his strength. With the ferocity of Senior Brother Zhang's boxing skills, if we were to fight, I'm afraid he wouldn't even be able to catch ten moves. Fists are not swords. It relies on strength and speed. Being soft and light is useless. It has no effect at all if it hits others."

He Yang on the side nodded and said: "Junior sister Yan is right. This boxing technique looks good, but it is not practical. Although it is fast, it is not powerful enough. Fists, sticks, and knives are actually somewhat similar, and they all rely on the power of the punch. "Winning."

The two people were commenting on the side, and the competition in the field continued.

After fighting for a long time, Zhang Yuanshan saw that he could not hit the opponent, so he immediately increased his speed and strength.

At this time, Sun Jiang came over with Feng Yunsong and stood nearby watching.

After watching for a moment, Sun Jiang suddenly said: "Stop!"

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The two people who were punching in the field immediately stopped.

Sun Jiang frowned and said with a majestic expression: "Yuanshan, I have said many times, fists cannot make people, even if he is a junior brother, you must use all your strength during the competition, as long as you don't beat him to death or cripple, Everything else doesn't matter. If you let him go, you won't protect him, but you will harm him. When he goes out and encounters the enemy, do you think the enemy will let him?"

Zhang Yuanshan quickly lowered his head and admitted his mistake.

Sun Jiang looked at the young man next to him again and said: "Feiyang, your boxing technique is really bad. Even if you practice it to the extreme, it is of no use. It should be the boxing technique practiced by martial arts students, right? You are already at the middle stage of martial arts master, right? Have you ever practiced a martial arts style?"

Sister Dao on the side quickly answered on his behalf: "Master, Chu Feiyang has always practiced at home and has no other boxing techniques."

Sun Jiang frowned, pondered for a moment, and said, "Come on, follow me to the back. I will teach you the basic boxing techniques that are exclusive to the sect's martial arts masters. In the past few months, you will practice this boxing technique first."

Luo Qingzhou was about to say thank you when He Yang suddenly said: "Master, is this not appropriate? Junior Brother Chu just joined the sect yesterday. According to the rules, he needs to wait for a month before going to the sect to kneel down on the ancestor's tablet and read out the sect's memorial tablet. According to the rules, only after making an oath can I teach his sect’s skills again, right?”

Yan Mei also said: "Master, this was the same rule when we first entered. Even though he was brought in by Junior Sister Dao, the disciple felt that it was not appropriate to do so."

Sun Jiang glanced at the two of them, then looked at Zhang Yuanshan and Nie Yunrong, and said, "Yuanshan, Yunrong, what do you think?"

Zhang Yuanshan cupped his hands and said: "This is indeed the rule when the disciple first started. But now the master is in charge. If the master trusts Junior Brother Chu, he can actually teach Junior Brother Chu the skills first, and then take Junior Brother Chu with him after a month. The sect is.

Nie Yunrong said respectfully: "Disciple has no objection. Disciple listens to Master."

Sun Jiang glanced at a few more people, pondered for a moment, and said: "The rules are the previous rules, not those set by the sect. Since I am in charge here now, I can naturally make the decision to recruit disciples first and teach the techniques first. . Since Feiyang was brought by Ling'er, I naturally believe him."

After that, he said in a deep voice: "Feiyang, let's go to the back."

At this time, Sister Dao suddenly said: "Master, let's follow the previous rules. Since Senior Brother He and the others were like this before, I think it is necessary to let Junior Brother Chu wait for another month before going to the sect to offer sacrifices." We’ll talk about it later after paying homage to the ancestor’s memorial tablet. This is only fair to others.”

Sun Jiang frowned and glanced at her. Just as he was about to speak, Luo Qingzhou said respectfully: "Master, I am willing to wait for a month. During this month, I can practice by myself first. I am not in a hurry."

Sun Jiang paused and stared at him for a while, then nodded and said: "In that case, let's wait for another month. We will go to the sect in a month. By then, the master will teach the boxing and internal skills. Here you go. If you are lucky and win the competition in the sect, or complete the sect’s mission, you may be able to go to the sect’s Tibetan Martial Pavilion and choose the techniques at will.”

Luo Qingzhou cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Master."

Sun Jiang said no more and turned to leave.

The front yard was quiet for a moment.

Yan Mei snorted coldly and couldn't help but sarcastically said: "It's okay if you go through the back door yourself, even the people you bring want to go through the back door. You don't rely on yourself to cultivate, you rely on connections, why do you still need to show your face?"

When Sister Dao heard this, her face darkened: "Senior Sister Yan, are you talking about me?"

Yan Mei sneered, looked at her without hesitation and said, "Junior Sister Dao, then who do you think I'm talking about?"

Sister Dao clenched her fists and said with an ashen face: "I did not go through the back door, nor did I let Junior Brother Chu go through the back door. I joined the sect on my own merit, not on any connections."

Yan Mei sneered, turned to look at He Yang next to him and said, "Senior Brother He, do you believe it?"

He Yang smiled faintly and said, "Forget it, let's give Master some face."

Yan Mei sneered and said: "Junior Sister Dao, how did you enter the sect, I dare not comment, because I don't know. But he..."

Dao Sister Yue Xiong suddenly became angry: "What's wrong with him? Chu Feiyang also came in by his own ability. Although I introduced him, the master took a fancy to his cultivation talent. He is young and already has He is a middle-level martial artist, no worse than you."

Yan Mei's face suddenly filled with sarcasm: "He is indeed no worse than me. A grown man's fists are soft and soft, like a woman's embroidery. Of course I can't compare. My iron rod is not as beautiful as his embroidery."

Sister Dao clenched her fists: "Senior Sister Yan, do you really think your iron rod is very powerful?"

Yan Mei sneered: "At least it's better than your sword. What, want to try it?"

Sister Dao took out her knife and said tit for tat: "Am I afraid of you?"

Zhang Yuanshan hurriedly came over to break up the fight: "Junior Sister Yan, Junior Sister Dao, forget it, they all belong to my own sisters, why bother. If Master sees it, everyone will be punished."

Nie Yunrong also quickly grabbed Sister Dao and said, "Senior Sister Dao, forget it, let's go and compare notes."

Yan Mei looked disdainful: "You have just been promoted to the early stage of martial arts, and you are not qualified to fight with me. I'm afraid that if I hit you with a stick, your sword will be broken immediately, and I can't afford to pay for it. If you cry then, I will too I can’t coax him.”

Sister Dao's face turned pale with anger. She clenched the handle of the knife and was about to speak. Luo Qingzhou, who had been silent next to her, suddenly said, "Senior Sister Yan, is your stick very hard?"

Yan Mei looked at him with contempt: "At least it's harder than your fist."

Luo Qingzhou smiled lightly and said: "Senior Sister Yan, actually I also have a stick here, and I think it is also very hard. If Senior Sister Yan is willing, we can try it."

After saying that, he took out a dark wooden stick from the storage bag.

After Yan Mei heard this, she glanced at the wooden stick in his hand and couldn't help but sneer: "Junior Brother Chu, are you sure that stick of yours is very hard?"

Feng Yunsong on the side couldn't help but laugh: "The stick is very hard... Junior Brother Chu is kidding us, right?"

He Yang couldn't help but smile on his face.

Only Sister Dao clenched the handle of the knife in her hand and looked at the young man beside her seriously.

She was very familiar with his gaze and expression.

Luo Qingzhou gently stroked the wooden stick in Mo's hand and said calmly: "Maybe it's not too hard, but I think it should be harder than Senior Sister Yan's iron rod. Do you want to give it a try, Senior Sister Yan?"

There was silence.

Yan Mei narrowed her eyes, stared at him coldly for a while, and sneered, "Are you sure you want to try?"

Luo Qingzhou looked at her and said, "If Senior Sister Yan takes back what she just insulted Senior Sister Dao, I don't have to try. Otherwise, Senior Sister Yan will cry and I won't be able to coax her."

As soon as these words came out, Yan Mei burst into laughter.

He Yang and Feng Yunsong couldn't help but laugh next to them.

Even Zhang Yuanshan frowned and shook his head beside him.

Feng Yunsong couldn't help laughing and said: "Junior Brother Chu, are you too crazy? Junior Sister Yan's iron rod was made of black iron, runes and other fine materials were added, and it was refined for ten times in the refining furnace. It just came out a few days ago. It's a family heirloom. Even some indestructible swords can't withstand its blows. Even steel can be smashed with a stick. So, you know what you just said. How funny is the joke?"

He Yang sneered from the side and said: "There is nothing wrong with being young and frivolous. But being arrogant and arrogant is not good. It will only embarrass yourself."

Luo Qingzhou ignored their sarcasm and still held the wooden stick in his hand. He looked at the woman opposite and said, "Senior Sister Yan, I also spent a lot of money to buy this wooden stick. If you interrupt me, I don't want you." I won’t cry if you apologize. But if your iron rod breaks, I hope Senior Sister Yan won’t let me apologize and don’t cry, okay?”

"Uh-huh!"

Yan Mei didn't talk nonsense to him anymore, and directly pulled out the iron rod from behind, and said with a sneer: "Since you insist on being embarrassed, then as a senior sister, I will naturally help you. Don't worry, with so many people testifying, we will all As a warrior, you naturally know the rules. If you are injured, you will be unlucky. If your weapon is broken, you will be unlucky. As a senior sister, I can let you use the three sticks first. Don't blame me for being ruthless."

Zhang Yuanshan was about to step forward to persuade him, but He Yang glanced at him, stretched out his hand to stop him, and said with a smile: "It's okay, let's have a spar. Master also recommends it. At most, you can break a wooden stick and leave some bruises on your body. My junior brother, Yan Junior sister won’t do anything harsh either.”

Seeing what he said, Zhang Yuanshan frowned and couldn't persuade him any more.

Yan Mei held the stick in front of Yue Xiong and said with a sneer on his face: "Junior Brother Chu, you have to use more force. If the stick loses its strength, then you, as a man, will be completely useless."

As soon as these words came out, Feng Yunsong next to him burst into laughter.

Luo Qingzhou clenched the wooden stick in his hand, and rushed forward without saying a word. The internal energy in his body surged up his arm, and the wooden stick in his hand suddenly rose, and then fell down with a "swish"!

"First move!"

Yan Mei looked at his unorganized stick moves and said disdainfully. She stood motionless and raised the iron rod in her hand to block.

"Bang!"

The wooden stick fell heavily on the iron rod she was holding horizontally.

Her arm suddenly shook, and the tiger's mouth almost split open. She was secretly frightened, but the corners of her mouth turned up unconsciously.

With such force and the hardness of her iron rod, the opponent's wooden rod would probably be broken immediately.

"Boom!"

Sure enough, a breaking sound sounded.

Just as she was about to sneer, her arms suddenly relaxed, and the same iron rod held in both hands was... strangely broken into two pieces...

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