For several days in a row, Wang Feng carefully studied the "Encyclopedia of Flying Knife Control" and followed the tips mentioned above to hone his knife throwing skills in the underground training room.
With repeated training, Wang Feng became more and more proficient in controlling the flying knives, almost reaching the point where he could do whatever he wanted with the flying knives.
According to the control level set in the "Flying Knife Control Encyclopedia", Wang Feng's control over flying knives has reached the micro level.
The control of flying knives is divided into four levels: basic level, advanced level, peak level, and perfect level.
However, most cultivators are at the peak of the basic level. Those who have entered the subtle level are already geniuses. As for the cultivators who have reached the peak level, they are all Dao Lords.
As for the final level of perfection, there is only one Taoist Immortal Duan Ziyang on the entire earth.
In fact, these four levels are not only applicable to the control of flying knives, but also to the degree of martial arts training of the warrior, the degree of cultivation of the secret method of the cultivator, and the degree of utilization of their respective powers.
Someone like Wang Feng, who has reached the micro level in just a few days, is definitely a genius among geniuses.
At this time, Wang Feng also felt that his understanding was far beyond that of ordinary people, and could even be said to be abnormal.
Of course, when practicing the flying knife skills, Wang Feng did not stop practicing the Nine-turn Golden Body. He has now completed the third level of the first volume.
The Nine-turn Golden Body is indeed the most difficult secret martial art to practice on the entire earth. The further you go, the harder it becomes to practice. He feels that it will probably take more than a year to complete the entire volume.
"Fortunately, I am currently in college and have plenty of time to practice. When I graduate from college, I will probably become a martial artist." Wang Feng said with a slight smile. He was full of confidence in his future.
As a true martial artist, I am afraid that no one on this earth can match his talent, and it is not impossible to surpass Luo Tianyu and Duan Ziyang.
And all of this, Wang Feng felt, was brought to him by the mysterious glass shard in his heart.
"What exactly is this thing?" Wang Feng was filled with doubts. He searched all the information on the Internet, but could not find any trace of this mysterious glass fragment.
He even felt that this glass shard might be related to his resurrection.
If you think about it carefully, it is simply a fantasy that someone could be resurrected for no reason and come to an era three hundred years later.
I really thought I was writing a novel!
"Forget it, it's not a bad thing anyway!"
Wang Feng couldn't figure it out, so he shook his head, walked out of the training room, took a comfortable bath, and then sat on the sofa to make a cup of tea.
"Huh? There is a note..." Suddenly, Wang Feng saw a note on the coffee table pressed by a teacup, and he picked it up curiously.
"Brother! My parents invited Uncle Zhang, Aunt Xue and other neighbors to Dayuanhua. I'm also going. Come here quickly."
Wang Feng recognized it as his sister Wang Xue's handwriting.
"It seems that my parents are still reluctant to let go of the neighbors in the urban area. Alas, that's right. Although the conditions here are good, they seem a bit strange to them!"
Wang Feng put on his sunglasses communicator and walked towards the garage.
Soon, with a violent engine sound, a very luxurious Ferrari drove away at high speed.
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Da Yuan Hua, an ordinary restaurant in the XXXXX civilian area.
"Old Wang, your hard days are finally over. That child Xiaofeng is indeed promising. I was right at the beginning. That child is definitely not a creature in the pond. Sooner or later, he will leave our civilian area. Hahaha!
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"Hey, Lao Wang, one of us brothers is leaving. It's rare for you to come this time. We won't come back until we get drunk!"
"It's not easy. We finally have a cultivator in our civilian area. This is an honor for all of us. Thanks to Xiaofeng, the authorities have given us a lot of subsidies in our civilian area. Now when every household talks about you and your wife, they all give a thumbs up.
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Today, many people from the civilian area came to Da Yuanhua. They were all neighbors of Wang Feng. There were hundreds of people. Wang Bo took over the entire Da Yuanhua.
At this time, the whole restaurant was noisy, lively and extremely grand.
Wang Bo and his wife were also ordinary people. They were very happy when they heard the praise and envy of their neighbors. They couldn't help but drink a few more drinks and their faces turned red.
Wang Xue was also very excited and gathered around with several little girls of the same age, chattering non-stop.
Now, no one refuses to make friends with Wang Xue because of her appearance. Moreover, after learning that Wang Xue has become a warrior, the little girls are all envious.
However, the lively atmosphere did not last long before it was disrupted by a group of more than thirty gangsters.
"Oh, what a lively scene. Is the sister from this family getting married?"
"Hey, sister, you are so pretty, let me brother take a look, how smooth and tender your little face is!"
The leading gangsters said shameless words, smiled obscenely, and even touched and touched a little girl in a civilian area, scaring her so much that she screamed.
In the restaurant, Wang Feng's neighbors looked in awe when they saw this group of gangsters.
"He's from the Tianlong Society!"
Wang Bo and his wife also stood up tremblingly, with nervous expressions on their faces.
As long as they are people in this civilian area, no one will not know how terrifying the Tianlong Society is. They are a group of vicious people who eat people without spitting out their bones. Wang Feng was beaten to death by them back then.
