Martial arts: start from copying the root bone

Chapter 49 0049: The fifth swordsman in the Blood Forging Realm on Wuma Street!
"Have you practiced external skills?"

Zhao Yan made an inconceivable sound, and then showed excitement, swinging the epee and slashing at Lu Changfeng continuously.

The strong wind that the epee swung and carried was astonishing.

Lu Changfeng held the Qiushui long sword in both hands, one sword against another, firmly taking over Zhao Yan's epee moves.

"External skills? I guess."

During his spare time, Lu Changfeng still had time to reply in a relaxed manner.

Whether it is [Leshan Nu King Kong] or [Fengtian Forging Body Saber Technique], the improvement of physical strength is obvious.

"Hey, it's almost over."

Lu Changfeng once again drew his sword and slashed against Zhao Yan.

Then, under Zhao Yan's disbelieving eyes, the black iron epee in his hand was cut in two by Lu Changfeng!

Taking advantage of the momentum, Lu Changfeng rushed in, and the tip of his sword touched Zhao Yan's forehead.

"You lost." Lu Changfeng said lightly.

Zhao Yan's epee has a good suppression effect on other blood-forging-level warriors, and even some ordinary tendon-changing-level warriors.

But in the face of Lu Changfeng who was about to complete the second level of [Fengtian Forging Body Saber Technique], the effect of suppressing power was almost zero.

In this way, Zhao Yan's biggest advantage disappeared.

In just a few minutes of chopping.

When Zhao Yan was surprised by Lu Changfeng's strength.

Lu Changfeng had already quietly used the swiftness and precision of the storm swordsmanship, and every time he slashed, he hit the same part of the epee.

Although Zhao Yan's epee was heavy, it was still only a black iron soldier, not a real treasure.

Under the powerful slash of the two, they were cut out of the gap.

As the gap deepened, Lu Changfeng found an opportunity to slash Zhao Yan's epee with all his strength, and took the opportunity to end the match.

"You..." Zhao Yan looked at Lu Changfeng.

He is also a master of swordsmanship, and after a little recollection, he understood Lu Changfeng's layout.

"You are very powerful, able to confront my epee head-on, and the sword moves have much faster speed and explosive power than mine."

"If I didn't have an epee, I'm afraid I would lose even faster."

Lu Changfeng nodded. Indeed, if it wasn't for the wide attack range of the epee, Lu Changfeng would have found an opportunity to forcibly end the battle with the speed and explosive power of the Storm Sword Technique.

"I'm so convinced, the title of the fifth swordsman in the Blood Forging Realm on Wuma Street belongs to you."

After the referee announced the result, Zhao Yan turned over and got off the ring. He gained a lot in this battle.

Lu Changfeng also returned to the player's bench.

"Is there still a competition?" Lu Changfeng took the initiative to find the venue personnel.

"Uh, with your current strength, it will be difficult to find a corresponding opponent. How about you go back and wait for the news?"

"With a suitable opponent, we will come to your martial arts hall to inform you."

Lu Changfeng nodded upon hearing the words: "Alright, then I'll go back and wait for the news."

The harvest tonight is also considered good.

After defeating Zhao Yan, he should be able to gain a good reputation.

In the following arena, there will be the main competition of Yijinjing Martial Artists. Lu Changfeng watched a few games, but he didn't stand out, so he left the venue.

Waiting for a while outside the venue, Chun Zhu's figure appeared.

"Congratulations to you! I knew that your strength would definitely make you famous in Jiangnan Mansion!"

Lu Changfeng smiled, "Who was worried about my injury just now?"

He stepped forward and took Chunzhu's hand, and the two returned to Changle Martial Arts Hall hand in hand.

After returning to the martial arts hall, Lu Changfeng rehearsed the [Fengtian Exercise Knife Technique] and began to think about another thing.

Since the current Changle Wuguan is famous for its swordsmanship.

Then maybe the blood forging technique has also been changed.

With Lu Changfeng's current talent, coupled with what he has learned and cultivated, it is not difficult to create a blood-forging skill like swordsmanship.

Lu Changfeng is going to use the first and second levels of [Fengtian Forging Body Sword Art] as the core, supplemented by the characteristics of the Storm Sword Art, to create a [Storm Wind Forging Body Sword Art] corresponding to the sixth level of blood forging.

After trying it all night, Lu Changfeng quickly got a clue.

It is estimated that if you spare a few hours every day, the first level of cultivation method of [Storm Tempering Swordsmanship] will be released within two or three days.

"Under my influence, the current Changle Martial Arts Hall has become a swordsmanship-changing martial arts hall."

"I hope that I can meet some disciples with good swordsmanship talents."

"At the martial arts hall, you should soon be able to fight against higher-level blood-forging swordsmen. I hope their talents will not let me down."

Lu Changfeng was only short of the last top-grade swordsmanship talent, and could synthesize a super-grade swordsmanship talent.

Early the next morning.

Lu Changfeng was invited by Zhou Feng.

Go to the Yuandao Martial Art Museum founded by Zhou Feng as a guest.

Lu Changfeng went happily.

The Yuandao Martial Arts Hall is located on the other side of Wuma Street. Lu Changfeng and Zhou Feng walked for more than half an hour to arrive.

From this we can see how big Wuma Street is. No wonder the two brothers and sisters lived in the same block before, but they had never met on the road before.

Arrive at the Yuandao Martial Art Museum.

Lu Changfeng saw that dozens of disciples were practicing physical exercise in the martial arts field.

What Zhou Feng teaches is still the body forging method of [Leshan Nuvajra].

Looking at the disciples practicing hard in the martial arts hall, Zhou Feng showed a slightly proud look on his face.

Zhou Feng clapped his hands, and all the disciples gathered in the martial arts arena of Yuandao Martial Arts.

They shouted at Lu Changfeng in unison: "I've seen Master Lu!"

"Okay, let's continue practicing!"

Zhou Feng asked his disciples to continue practicing kung fu, while he took Lu Changfeng to a small kiosk in the corner of the martial arts arena to drink tea.

The brothers and sisters explored some incidents in Wuma Street and the problems encountered in running a martial arts gym.

Lu Changfeng benefited a lot.

At noon, after having lunch at the Yuandao Martial Art Museum, Lu Changfeng just left.

Return to Changle Martial Arts Hall.

Hei Niu ran over in a flash, with a happy expression on his face.

"Master, someone wants to join the martial arts school!"

Hei Niu has been the senior brother of Changle Wuguan for a long time, but it is a pity that he doesn't have a junior under his command.

Now I finally have a junior.

Hei Niu pointed to the side of the Martial arts arena, and saw four teenagers looking there, and their eyes lit up when they saw Lu Changfeng.

Lu Changfeng thought to himself, the two games last night should have had an effect.

The young people followed Lu Changfeng's reputation.

Lu Changfeng stepped forward.

The root talents of the four teenagers caught the eye one by one.

Lu Changfeng's expression remained unchanged.

Among the four teenagers, three of them were of mediocre talent.

A young man with an indifferent temperament has a talent for second-class upper and lower-grade swordsmanship.

It's just right to join the Changle Martial Arts Hall to practice swords.

"You, and the two of you, are not suitable for joining the Changle Martial Arts Hall."

"You stay."

Lu Changfeng said.

Although the tuition fees in Changle Martial Arts School are cheap, it's not that students with mediocre talents will accept it to make money.

Even if you don't have the talent for swordsmanship, you must at least have a second-class root, right?
Otherwise, practicing martial arts might as well learn to do other businesses, so as not to waste the time of life.

The other three teenagers left with a desolate expression.

The boy in black who stayed behind looked up at Lu Changfeng with a nervous expression on his face.

"Tell me about your own identity information." Hei Niu moved Zhang Taishi's chair for Lu Changfeng to sit on.

(End of this chapter)