Master Abigail retracted her figure, smiled and saluted everyone on and off the stage, and then retreated.
Only the civilians who did not know martial arts bid farewell to Master Abigail with cheers and reluctant eyes. The mercenaries and other warriors were still immersed in what Master Abigail just said, and the master's moves were in their minds.
, every tiny movement is looped over and over again like a movie. Some people frown and keep thinking, some people have caught a glimmer of inspiration, with excited expressions on their faces, and some people simply sit on the floor.
, he kept making gestures with his hands, as if he were crazy, and different colors and degrees of fighting spirit burst out from his body.
Tiger stood quietly on the stage holding the parchment book Master Abigail had given him before he left. He followed the master's instructions before leaving and did not disturb the warriors' thinking. He just closed his eyes and counted the time silently in his mind.
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Under the influence of the warriors, the civilians gradually quieted down and stopped making noises to disturb them. The entire square fell into silence, and one could only occasionally hear the muttering of a certain mercenary, or the waving of fists and feet.
The sound of the whistling wind.
"What happened to you just now?" Luo Fu asked Feng Tie, with a trace of unconcealable concern in his eyes.
"I don't know either!" Feng Tie replied simply, with a silly expression on his face.
This time Feng Tie didn't lie. Just now Feng Tie was looking at Master Abigail's practice on the stage with great interest and critical eyes. Feng Tie thought to himself that this old fox is really shameless, and he actually used Tai Chi that does not exist in this world.
Come and fool these rich fools, I will go to him backstage later and threaten him to give me half of the auction money or I will go out and expose his animal behavior.
Because after all, he saw something from his own world appearing in front of his eyes, Feng Tie also felt a burst of joy. Unknowingly, Feng Tie continued to follow Master Abigail's movements, and actually felt that his body was very stretched.
My whole body felt warm and indescribably beneficial.
Later, Feng Tie found that his movements were gradually getting closer and closer to Master Abigail's rhythm and speed, and even tended to be synchronized.
"The Tai Chi method is infinitely wonderful. To loosen the body and consolidate the energy, the spirit must be condensed. When practicing, you must have both empty and solid, advance and push. Practice the essence to transform into qi, practice the qi into spirit, practice the spirit to return the emptiness, and return the emptiness to the Tao..."
The moment when Master Abigail slowly recited the chant, Fengtie, who had just used half of the phoenix tail, suddenly felt blessed in his heart, and he remembered with an enlightenment the qi training that Abigail roughly guided him to practice for half a night before leaving the Pear Blossom Valley.
The method is to understand it thoroughly. Every word of the song uttered from Master Abigail's mouth solidified in front of Feng Tie's eyes. These characters flew up and down around Feng Tie in an orderly manner, rolling and imprinted on Feng Tie's forehead one by one.
Then it gradually fades until it disappears completely.
Whenever a character melts into Feng Tie's forehead, Feng Tie will have a strange feeling. It is a purely subjective feeling. Each character injects a hot or cold energy into his body.
, or conveyed the subjective perception of happiness, anger, excitement, sadness, expectation, and fear. The process of injecting these energies was so rough that they actually continued to hammer Feng Tie's soul with one heavy hammer after another.
Knocked out the body.
Feng Tie's soul floated above his body painlessly with the remaining consciousness. He watched helplessly as his body danced like a puppet on strings. The sound of intense metal music sounded in his ears again, and the cymbals were chopped crazily.
Pieces of gold and iron echo,
The muffled sound from the bass drum was mind-boggling, and the sharp whistles of the guitar and bass were entangled together and twisted into a thick sound wave that hit his eardrums, shaking and aching.
Accompanied by the sound of heavy music, Feng Tie saw blazing flames emerging from his body. Suddenly, the flames were covered by ice drilled from his pores, and then emitted colorful lights.
"Feng Tie, is it you? How did you do this?"
A familiar voice came. Feng Tie's soul tilted his head and thought for a moment, then smiled. Isn't this tired, hoarse, yet magnetic female voice the princess in the prison car?
"Feng Tie, you are possessed by a demon. Your ability is too weak to suppress such a powerful force being injected into your body. Once it forces your soul too far away from your body, you will not be able to come back." Avril's voice sounded at this time.
Extremely anxious, this filled Feng Tie's heart with the warmth of being cared for, "Where's your knife? Your scimitar is very powerful. Quickly transfer this power to your scimitar!"
"I can't!" Feng Tie replied honestly, "I don't know how to do it."
Feng Tie aimed at the chest of the body below, where there was a secret that only belonged to him, that real scimitar, which would condense the essence of the Hell of Heaven.
A tiny, undetectable water column circled around Feng Tie's soulless body. After a pause, it followed Feng Tie's gaze and went straight into his arms.
"This, this knife is..." Avril's extremely surprised voice sounded, "This is not the one you used to kill me. It's too scary, it's too scary!"
"Okay." Avril calmed down a little, "Originally, I thought we were settled, but I didn't expect that I would owe you so much favor. This time I have no choice but to pay it back to you with all my strength."
Before Feng Tie had time to speak, he saw the water column emerging from his arms and condensing into a fist-sized water ball in front of him. The center of the crystal clear water ball gradually became darker in color, and actually condensed into a ball full of water.
A pendant in the shape of a cracked water drop. After the pendant condensed into reality, the water ball slowly came to Feng Tie's mouth and squeezed the pendant between his lips bit by bit.
Feng Tie's soul stared at the water ball with wide eyes, pretending to be shy and said: "Isn't this the thing you have been holding in your mouth? Does this count as kissing me indirectly? If you like me, you can just tell me.
There’s no need to be so tactful…”
"Shut up!" Avril shouted angrily, her voice obviously revealing her extreme weakness, "Don't talk nonsense, just relax now, close your eyes and don't think about anything, I will do the rest."
Feng Tie didn't dare to speak anymore, so he relaxed his body and let it float in the air. He heard a pleasant Sanskrit chant in his ears.
Avril's voice reciting the spell became weaker and weaker, and intermittent, as if she was extremely tired, until the voice completely disappeared.
"Buzz!"
The shrinking water ball turned into a bright afterimage and suddenly crashed into Feng Tie's chest.
There was a tiny stinging sound, and the water ball instantly turned into a puff of water vapor as if it had encountered a red-hot iron, rising up and disappearing. At the same time, Feng Tie felt that he suddenly received a strong suction force, and suddenly pushed himself towards the ground.
Pulled it away and merged it into his own body. After regaining consciousness, Feng Tie felt the pain in his body. Every cell and hair felt extremely uncomfortable, but the power filling his body was rapidly moving towards him.
It poured out, as if it was all dumped into the scimitar in my arms.
The scimitar held close to the flesh in Feng Tie's arms was sometimes hot and scalding, and sometimes became bone-chilling. Finally, it woke up again, let out a joyful whistle, and rushed away from his body with that power.
Then Fengtie fell into coma again.
"I really don't know what happened specifically. I only remember that I had a strange dream. In the dream, I practiced hard and finally mastered the peerless magical skill!"
Feng Tie was frothing and kept gesticulating with the three people in the box: "Look, now I have the demeanor of a peerless strong man. Look at my strong body and chest muscles.
Tsk tsk!”
Feng Tie puffed up his chest and showed off his majestic attitude to Yolanda: "Come on, give me a punch and let you see my steel-like body after tempering!"
Yolanda was not polite to Feng Tie and punched him after hearing this.
"Boom!"
The circle of Feng Tie's left eye quickly turned purple.
Feng Tie covered his eyes and howled like a pig: "I asked you to hit my chest, but who asked you to hit my eyes? Wuwuwuwu..."
"Stop making trouble, you guys." Luofu advised him calmly and pointed out the window, "Look, the auction has started."
After hearing this, Yolanda and Xiong Da lay on the window and continued to look out with interest, their moods not affected at all.
Luofu walked up to Feng Tie, pulled out a wooden sheathed scimitar from his waist, handed it to Feng Tie, and said calmly: "Here, you lost something."
Feng Tie took the scimitar, but his eyes only stared at Luofu's eyes without blinking.
Luofu said calmly as if nothing was wrong: "I like the scimitar you made very much. It will be very useful in battle. Unfortunately, it will be sold soon."
Luofu patted Feng Tie's shoulder lightly: "Since you can make one, you can also make a second, third, or even hundreds of thousands of them. As your friend, I will be the first to make one."
I'll place an order with you. We'll stay in Dema City for a few days. You can buy more fine iron and make some scimitars to equip my soldiers. I think their combat effectiveness will be greatly improved."
Feng Tie said: "In this way, the original unique scimitar has become many. Now that everyone has seen that your personal guards are equipped with this kind of weapon, it is logical that I also have one in my hand.
Woolen cloth?"
Luofu nodded and said calmly: "Okay, stop talking about these irrelevant things, go and see how much Master Abigail's notebook sold for."
Luofu bent down and picked up the sheepskin booklet that Xiong Da had just thrown on the ground. He dusted it off and put it into his arms. He smiled and said to himself: "Throwing such a good thing away casually like this
It would be a pity to lose it, why not find an opportunity to sell it for a good price."
Luofu ignored Feng Tie and walked to Xiong Da with a cane to continue watching the auction in full swing.
Feng Tie looked at Luofu's back and felt a surge of heat in his chest.
Feng Tie opened his mouth slightly and spit out a small pendant in the palm of his hand. His eyes gradually curved into a crescent shape. Feng Tie kissed the pendant with an obscene expression, smacking his lips with great aftertaste, and his eyes gradually turned towards the pendant.
Become confusing and colorful.
"Thank you." Feng Tie murmured to himself.
Yolanda was watching the auction outside when she suddenly turned her head and glanced at Feng Tie from the corner of her eyes, a gentle smile blooming on her lips.
Author's note:
I hope there will be a good ending. Is Fengtie more suitable for Avril Lavigne or Yolanda? Hehehehe, Hummer let out a sinister laugh.