Kill the enemy and get a wife? I'll single-handedly slaughter my way through the Northern Barba

The two subconsciously looked at Lin Feng, who was busy instructing the new recruits who had reported for duty, looking calm and composed.

"Brothers, from this day forward, you are all my men, Lin Feng's men. I will never treat you unfairly!"

"Go back and pack your things first, then assemble at my camp. Squad leader Wang Dahu, Zhang Ergou, and others will meet and settle you in."

Lin Feng was already well-known in the army, and the soldiers were all overjoyed to be able to fight alongside him.

"Yes, sir!"

"I am willing to serve you, sir!"

"It's wonderful to be able to follow Lord Lin!"

After dismissing the soldiers, Lin Feng turned to the three men and asked with a smile, "My lords, are the soldiers I selected of any decent quality?"

Wu Han opened his mouth, his expression complex, and finally bowed and sighed, "Commander Lin's vision... is indeed unique."

Having served in the army for many years, he has finally seen the world.

Lu Zheng was completely convinced and secretly marveled at Lin Feng's incredible luck, which allowed him to select all the best recruits from the recruit camp.

Lin Feng was overjoyed; Song Yuwei's "lucky charm" was indeed extraordinary.

He secretly thought to himself that he couldn't waste such good luck.

How about we try our luck at the casino?

I have a total of about a hundred taels of silver on hand, which might turn into more than a thousand taels.

However, the thought was interrupted by Li Ping'an's voice: "Lord Lin, now that the selection of soldiers has been completed, how about we move to the drill ground?"

Li Ping'an joined the army at a young age and honed his martial arts skills.

Having long heard of Lin Feng's amazing achievements, I couldn't wait to challenge him.

Lin Feng readily agreed, and the three of them bid farewell to Wu Han and headed straight for the small training ground deep inside the military camp.

This small training ground is used exclusively for officers to practice martial arts and skills, and it is rarely seen by people on ordinary days.

Standing below the training platform, Li Ping'an smiled and said, "Lin Feng, what kind of weapon are you good at? Feel free to choose!"

Lin Feng pondered for a moment and said, "I usually use a long sword. By the way, Lord Li, I have a few questions about martial arts that I would like to ask you."

"Oh?"

Li Ping'an became interested and walked towards the weapon rack with Lin Feng.

"Speak freely, as long as I know the answer, I will tell you everything."

Lin Feng casually picked up a long sword, weighed it in his hand, and felt that it was a bit too light.

He asked, "Are there any martial arts traditions within our Great Qian and Northern Barbarian territories? Such as fist techniques, sword techniques, spear techniques, and the like?"

Li Ping'an laughed loudly, "Of course! My Li family has a family heirloom called 'Dragon Spear Technique.' The world is vast, and all kinds of martial arts schools have emerged one after another, each more exquisite than the last."

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng pressed on, "I once met a master swordsman nicknamed the Golden Swordsman. His sword speed was astonishing, and his method of generating power was even more unique. He seemed to be able to control his body movements by adjusting his breathing, which was quite mysterious."

Li Ping'an abruptly stopped picking out weapons, turned around and exchanged a glance with Lü Zheng, then looked at Lin Feng with a face full of surprise: "You... have never learned martial arts?"

Raymond Lam truthfully stated, "When I was a child, my family was extremely poor, and my parents passed away early, so we had no money to learn martial arts."

Li Ping'an was increasingly surprised and was about to ask again when he heard Lü Zheng explain from the side: "Brother Li, Lin Feng was able to kill so many Northern Barbarians entirely because of his brute strength and speed, which are innate talents. He knows very little about martial arts, so please explain it to him in detail."

Li Ping'an clicked his tongue in amazement and sighed, "Lin Feng, you've repeatedly performed extraordinary feats with just strength and speed. It's such a pity you didn't learn martial arts from a young age with such a great physique."

He didn't hold back and immediately began to explain the fundamentals of martial arts to Lin Feng.

The martial arts systems of the three kingdoms of Daqian, Beiman, and Daliao are largely of the same origin, with the core being external training of muscles and bones and internal training of true qi.

In short, external martial arts require years of practice to hone one's skills, strengthen one's muscles and bones, and hone one's strength, endurance, and speed.

As for "internal cultivation of true qi," also known as internal cultivation of true "qi," its origins can be traced back to the "method of longevity" proposed by qi practitioners in the pre-Qin period.

Qi practitioners believe that the human body contains "Qi".

This Qi originates from the Dantian and flows through the limbs and meridians.

If one can cultivate continuously using special methods, one can transcend birth, aging, sickness, and death, and attain immortality.

This "longevity method" has been passed down for thousands of years and has now evolved into a common method of circulating qi in martial arts.

By regulating the body's internal energy and directing it along specific meridians, combined with breathing exercises, one can unleash power beyond the limits of ordinary people in various parts of the body.

Different martial arts techniques are paired with vastly different methods of circulating qi, each with its own mysteries.

"Lin Feng, you said that the Golden Knife Swordsman made a whistling sound when he exerted his power. That's because he used this technique, which is why his knife can be so fast."

After hearing this explanation, Lin Feng felt as if a new world had opened up for him.

"Is there truly a way to achieve immortality in this world? One that can make someone ascend to heaven in broad daylight?"

Upon hearing this, Lü Zheng and Li Ping'an immediately burst into laughter.

Li Ping'an waved his hand: "What real method of immortality is there? If it were true that one could live forever and become an immortal, the alchemists of the pre-Qin period would not have returned to dust."

"It is true that practicing martial arts can strengthen the body and prolong life, but the longest-lived person recorded in historical records was only 122 years old."

"There have been many generals in history who were highly skilled in martial arts, including those who were known as 'enemies of ten thousand men,' such as my ancestor, the first Duke of Dingguo."

"But after all, we are human. It is impossible for one person to kill ten thousand people on his own. Our strength will eventually run out."

"Even the most skilled general, if surrounded by hundreds or thousands of enemies, will ultimately perish in the chaos of battle."

Li Ping'an gave Lin Feng an example: "Take that Golden Knife Master you mentioned, for instance. His swift knife skills look impressive, and he's quite a figure in the martial arts world."

"But if we really get to the battlefield, with his method of controlling his qi to strike the sword, he'll probably be exhausted before he can kill more than a few dozen elite soldiers in full armor."

After Li Ping'an finished explaining, Lin Feng also chose a suitable weapon—a horizontal sword.

Subsequently, the two ascended the martial arts stage one after the other.

From below the stage, Lü Zheng called out to Li Ping'an, "Brother Li, that's enough! Don't hurt Lin Feng; he's a fierce warrior among the garrison of Zhenyuan City!"

Li Ping'an's lips curled up slightly, and with a flick of his wrist, his spear twirled in a smooth arc, finally settling into a steady stance—top level, shoulders level, feet level, spear level.

The spear tip, like a cold star, was aimed at Lin Feng's heart from afar!

Seeing this, Lü Zheng hurriedly reminded Lin Feng, "Lin Feng! Brother Li's Four-Ping Spear is as fast as lightning, specifically targeting the heart and throat, be careful!"

As Li Ping'an assumed a stance, a chilling killing intent swept over them.

[General: Li Ping'an]

【Strength: 22】

[Agility: 17]

I can even see his attribute panel?

Lin Feng had previously met Li Ping'an at banquets and other occasions, but the panel did not show up at that time.

He thought Li Ping'an wasn't qualified to trigger it.

It now appears that attribute values ​​only appear when someone with high combat strength displays their fighting spirit.

In terms of strength, Li Ping'an is no match for Zhang Liao, let alone himself.

But his agility was slightly better than hers, no wonder he started with a four-square spear.

Li Ping'an then added a crucial point: "Lin Feng, when you use a horizontal sword against a long spear, the key is to 'avoid the green and enter the red.' Only close-quarters combat can break the deadlock. Be careful!"

Before he finished speaking, Li Ping'an's hands suddenly trembled, and his spear shot forward swiftly like a dragon emerging from the sea.

With a soft hum, it cut through the air and aimed straight for Lin Feng's throat!

Lin Feng's gaze was fixed on the tip of the spear, but he neither flinched nor dodged; instead, he adopted a posture as if he were about to meet the spear tip head-on.

Lu Zheng frowned, realizing something was wrong!

Lin Feng had no idea how sharp Li Ping'an's marksmanship was.

Seeing that the spear was about to pierce him, Li Ping'an subconsciously reduced his strength, unwilling to harm Lin Feng's life.

However, just as the tip of the gun was a step away from Lin Feng, Lin Feng suddenly made an extremely bold move.

He suddenly raised his horizontal sword, took a half step to the side, and slashed at the spear with the force of splitting Mount Hua.

Upon seeing this, Lü Zheng broke out in a cold sweat. When fighting against a spear, the worst thing you can do is to use brute force to strike straight down.

Li Ping'an's spear thrust was unstoppable, its power concentrated in a single line. A direct slash could not shake its edge, and a slight misstep would result in being pierced by the trembling spear tip, leaving a bloody hole in an instant.

"Clang!"

The sword slashed down, striking precisely the tip of the spear.

Li Ping'an felt an immense force surge through the spear shaft, making his hands go numb and nearly causing him to drop the spear!

What amazing strength!

With his attack broken, Li Ping'an truly experienced Lin Feng's monstrous strength for the first time, exclaiming, "Lin Feng, what strength!"

He smoothly sheathed his gun, and now that he knew Lin Feng was exceptionally talented, he no longer deliberately suppressed his strength.

With a slight flick of the wrist, the spear began to "circle".

The spear tip swayed left and right, its feints and real attacks difficult to discern, making it impossible to predict when it would strike.

In just a few breaths, Li Ping'an launched another attack, his spear still aimed straight for Lin Feng's throat!

The red tassels fluttered in the wind, and the spear thrust was both steady and swift.

But he was fast, and Lin Feng reacted even faster, still using the same diagonal slash as before.

With a crisp "clang," sparks flew everywhere!

This time, Li Ping'an did his best to stabilize the gun barrel and withstand Lin Feng's brute force.

The moment the spear tip was shaken and slightly deflected, he suddenly raised his foot and kicked the spear shaft.

"Bang!"

The force applied to the gun barrel caused the gun tip to press downwards at an angle, slamming hard into Lin Feng's ribs.

Lin Feng winced in pain and staggered back two steps.

It was precisely these two gaps that allowed Li Ping'an to seize the opportunity.

He flicked his spear, relentlessly pursuing Lin Feng, the shaft sweeping past Lin Feng's body, determined to pin him to the ground.

"Bang!"

A dull thud resounded, but Lin Feng was not knocked down; instead, he stood tall and firm.

He stretched out one arm and gripped the shaft below the tip of the gun tightly, managing to block the force with his own strength.

Li Ping'an's pupils contracted slightly, completely shocked by Lin Feng's terrifying power.

He had only ever seen such immense strength in his father, Li Chengliang, and the fiercest general of the Liaodong Army.

"Drink!"

Lin Feng let out a low shout, tucked the gun barrel under his arm, and simultaneously pushed off with his feet, rushing towards Li Ping'an at lightning speed.

The spear's advantage lies in long-range attacks, but once you get close, the dagger takes over.

Li Ping'an shook the gun vigorously, once, twice, three times!

It wasn't until the third strike that he finally managed to free the spear from Lin Feng's armpit.

At that moment, Lin Feng rushed up to him, his sword slashing with immense force towards his face.

This strike was powerful and heavy, and coupled with Lin Feng's monstrous strength, it was truly terrifying!

Li Ping'an remained calm under pressure, his back hand holding the gun suddenly lowered, while his front hand rose accordingly.

This move, called "Spear Blast," uses the lever principle to force the middle section of the gun barrel to suddenly spring upwards.

At this moment, he aimed directly at Lin Feng's forearm, which was holding the knife, intending to use force to overcome skill and deflect the slash.

If an ordinary person were to encounter this move, they would either panic and be hit, or they would have no choice but to withdraw and retreat to avoid it.

But Lin Feng is no ordinary person.