Miss Wolper's Life as an Operator in Rhodes Island

In the early morning, Feng Ling came to the martial arts training ground in the scroll as usual with her weapons.

After the first few days, she returned to her usual routine.

It doesn’t take long, about an hour of practice, and then you can go back to admire Xiaoxi’s sleepy face.

However, there was a new figure in the martial arts training ground today.

Zhong Yue took steady steps, held his breath, and then threw out an ordinary punch.

The space in front of him was turbulent, and Xi's painting was almost broken, but in the end it was stabilized and returned to its original state.

Brother, this... seems a bit fierce!

Feng Ling blinked, looking in surprise at the continuous ordinary punches in front of him that caused the scroll to shake.

However, Feng Ling did not disturb Zhong Yue for the time being, but waited patiently for him to finish his set of punches.

The golden aura of particles circulated around Zhongyue. When he threw a punch, it was strong and straight, but also gentle, and its essence seemed to be to overcome hardness with softness.

What an exquisite boxing technique!

Feng Ling can't do all these, but she can still understand a little bit.

Stagger, step, and punch.

"Brother, this is... Tai Chi? No, no... This is a blend of various martial arts based on Tai Chi... No... That's not it..."

Whether it is Gouwu City or Longmen, there are martial arts schools. Today, although practicing martial arts is just a way to strengthen the body for most people, some martial arts schools still have real weapons.

Naturally, I have seen some wind chimes.

Every punch and move of Chongyue may seem casual, but they are able to integrate the strengths of various schools, and their power is exquisite and perfect!

Grandmaster.

Feng Ling remembered this name from Zhongyue.

Whether this is Chongyue integrating the strengths of various schools, or whether all schools are derived from this martial arts master, it is probably a question mark.

Feng Ling couldn't help but stare at it in fascination.

After finishing a set of punches, step back and breathe in and out.

Then Zhongyue smiled and looked at Fengling, the sister he accepted because of Xi, and said, "Xiaoling, are you here for morning exercises too? It would be great if Xiaonian, Xiaoxi and the others were as diligent as you."

"Brother, good morning!" Feng Ling greeted him quickly.

After getting to know each other, Feng Ling discovered that neither Chongyue nor Nian liked red tape, and a sincere address was better than anything else.

After taking out a very ordinary thermos cup and drinking two sips of water, Zhong Yue looked at the weapon behind Feng Ling and seemed to realize the truth of the weapon at a glance.

It looks like an ordinary war stick, but its structure does not seem to be used just as a "war stick".

"Aren't you going to start?" Zhongyue asked with a smile.

A martial arts master was standing next to her. Feng Ling felt a little embarrassed, but her fighting spirit was also high.

"Well, big brother, I am sorry to show off my ugliness!"

Start with the war stick and chop, sweep and pick.

A wind blade rose from the tip, turning the stick into a spear. He held the spear tightly and thrust it out suddenly, with three consecutive shots all landing on the same spot.

The wind blade extends, the spear becomes a giant sickle, rotating, returning, and cutting.

Holding it with both hands, the giant sickle becomes a Miao Dao again...

Feng Ling's weapons seem to be used in a fancy way, but Feng Ling also knows that biting off more than he can chew.

Every weapon has its advantages and disadvantages.

When it comes to using weapons in combat, Fengling, since she uses "diversity" as her combat feature, she will naturally make choices and practice the basics first, so that she can cope with different situations with ease.

When not using weapons, Feng Ling's fighting style is completely different.

Strength can defeat skill. The main feature is the flying brick. At the same time, combined with the wind-type Originium skills, Fengling's combat can be more cunning and agile.

Zhongyue watched carefully from the side, nodding from time to time.

It can be seen that Fengling's weapon movements have a set of standard movement templates, and the performance is relatively stable.

Standards are the summary of the hard work of our predecessors. Meeting the standards well means having a passing score.

But if you want to go further, you have to calm down and come up with something of your own.

But martial arts does not necessarily have to lead to a path of enlightenment.

"practical."

This was Zhongyue's evaluation of what Feng Ling showed.

"For most people, learning too much and too diverse is not a good thing. They learn the latter and forget the former, or they go further and further off the track and end up with nothing more than a mere formality."

Zhongyue approached Fengling and smiled warmly.

"But Xiaoling should know clearly why she is practicing these things. This is good. She has laid a good foundation."

"Huh..." After fully demonstrating everything he had learned, Feng Ling felt a little tired. After taking a breath, he smiled and looked at the other party, "So, big brother, can you give me some pointers?"

"Haha! Okay! But if you want to accept my training, you must be mentally prepared."

“It’s okay! Having seen towering mountains, I naturally know how much effort I need to put in to climb them!” Feng Ling bowed to Zhongyue and clasped his fists. “Then, please teach me, big brother!”

The subsequent guidance battle...

Well, of course it was purely teaching, it couldn't even be called a battle.

It is no exaggeration to say that the difference between a wind chime and a heavy mountain is as different as heaven and earth.

Is Feng Ling strong? In the eyes of ordinary people, she is definitely a strong person. If she has the conditions to be equipped with that exclusive auxiliary device, she can create a terrifying storm with a wave of her hand. She can be said to be a monster.

In some countries and regions that are not known for their combat effectiveness, Feng Ling alone can lead a small-scale battle.

However, there are even more terrifying characters on the land of Terra.

Their opponents were not human from the very beginning.

There are evil monsters in the northern tundra, sea monsters in the southern seas, and many other strange things.

Wind Chimes still has a long way to go.

But she already has the qualifications to run on this path in her own way.

"We should put more effort here, there is no need to be afraid!"

"It's good to be flexible in your moves, but be careful with your movements, they're too conspicuous! Once your flaw is caught, it will be extremely dangerous!"

The scolding voice echoed throughout the martial arts training ground.

Yumen's martial arts master, his guidance is much stricter than Instructor Du Bin.

But the guidance that Zhongyue gave Feng Ling was far beyond the training that many people needed to start from their mentality.

The strong will shown by Feng Ling made Zhongyue admire this little sister even more.

In addition, I have heard about the integrity and courage revealed in his deeds.

His name will surely resound throughout the world!

But the road to growth is still long, and we must not be impatient.

"Concentrate your energy! If you intend to decide the outcome with your fists, you should concentrate on one point and use that point to break through the opponent's body!"

The coaching battle with Zhongyue was still very stressful for Fengling.

Don't be distracted in the slightest.

Just focus on fighting and listening.

After the weapon was knocked down, Feng Ling fought with fists and feet, coordinating with Originium skills.

As she became more focused, under Zhongyue's guidance, Feng Ling's mind gradually became empty, but she always had a strange sense of enlightenment.

"Punch!"

Zhong Yue shouted.

Feng Ling had no distracting thoughts, her eyes were empty and her face was expressionless. This was a punch that she put all her energy into.

A punch was thrown.

Golden energy burst out from the tip of the fist.

Although it is immature, it is like a baby's first cry, heralding the world.

——A new strong man is about to grow up on this land of Terra.

Zhongyue took the punch steadily, his eyes filled with surprise and joy.

Chapter 152 Encirclement

Zhongyue was naturally familiar with that golden energy.

A breath that originates from the same source as the Sui Beast.

But Feng Ling seemed to have found a path that belonged only to her.

Like Chongyue, his aura has some traces of the Sui beast, but his strength is truly the result of his own cultivation.

"Good! Good! Good!"

He said it three times.

Zhongyue felt that this was the first time he had ever praised someone like this.

"Eh?"

Feng Ling came to her senses and realized that the punch she had just thrown seemed to have produced something extraordinary.

After all, Feng Ling had just seen it, so he would naturally recognize it.

"Brother... that was... the same energy as yours just now?"

Zhongyue nodded.

"Xiao Xi also came to me that year. This power is not much, but it can be turned into a trigger and eventually stimulated from the body. Xiao Ling, you have a great talent."

Once such a road is opened, it means that Feng Ling will officially use another treasure in her body that has never been touched.

There seemed to be something inside my body, flowing through my limbs and bones.

However, this feeling never lasted until the end.

The breath of golden particles flows through the fingertips of the wind chimes.

"Ah..." Feng Ling looked at her fingertips and made a surprised sound, her eyes lighting up.

With a slight lift of the wrist, the golden storm of light became more powerful, but this is only one of the ways to use it.

Feng Ling could feel that the golden energy and source stone were two incompatible forces.

But incompatibility does not mean that they cannot be used together.

"Why is it so noisy... can't I sleep?"

Nian walked over yawning.

He was still dragging Xi behind him.

Xi looked reluctant, and it seemed that she was pulled out of bed by Nian.

However, after seeing Feng Ling, Xi's mood obviously improved all of a sudden. He came straight over, pressed close to Feng Ling, and sniffed her hair.

"Xiao Xi, I just broke out in a sweat!"

Feng Ling's cheeks turned slightly red.

"Oh, it's too bright, too bright!" Nian covered his eyes helplessly and lamented, "Sister Xi, please pay attention!"

“Hahaha, it’s rare to see Xiaoxi like this! Nian, even you, as her elder sister, have never been treated like this.” Zhongyue clapped his hands and laughed. He was in a good mood and rarely made a teasing remark to Nian.

"But Xiaoling is really amazing! I just saw it, that golden energy has a familiar smell! Big brother, you must have taught her something incredible!" Nian also smiled and looked at Fengling, "That's good, I really have a younger sister now. Hey, Xiaoling, how about learning casting from me?"