Feng Qi couldn't understand, so he stopped thinking and asked, "Father, should I go and take a look?"
Feng Muyun was thinking about the news coming from the training ground, and thought it would be a good idea for you to go over and have a look. Otherwise, it would be very embarrassing for the Feng family if they were reduced to borrowing people from Yanbei Mansion.
Luo Xing wanted to say something.
Feng Qi stopped her with his eyes.
Luo Xing snorted and turned away stubbornly.
Naturally, these small actions cannot be hidden from the eyes of everyone present.
Feng Muyun was a little embarrassed.
Murong Baifa frowned.
Luo He felt very uncomfortable. He looked at Luo Xing and thought that this girl was going too far.
Feng Qi sighed, cupped his fists and bowed to Feng Muyun, "Father, how about... Xiaoxing go too?"
Feng Muyun thought to himself, could you pay more attention to this situation? Can you call me Xiaoxing?
Sure enough, Murong Baifa's face turned gloomier.
Luo Xing said to Feng Muyun: "Your Majesty, Luo Xing is willing to go."
Feng Muyun thought to himself that he was not going on a war expedition, so where would he like to go?
He wanted to refuse, but he couldn't find any suitable reason, so he had to watch the wind blow.
Feng Qi suddenly thought of something and said to Luo He: "By the way, Uncle Luo, Yanbei Mansion may have something to ask you. Why don't you take Xiaoxing there first?"
Luo He was very calm, "I have a rest today. Even if the city lord has something to do, I have the right not to go."
Feng Qi said: "This matter is of great importance. My nephew suggests that Uncle Luo should go back and take a look first."
Seeing that he didn't seem to be joking, Luo He asked, "What happened?"
Feng Qi said: "It can be big or small."
Luo He said: "How big is Da?"
Feng Qi said: "The sky is so big."
Luo He finally left.
Feng Qi breathed a sigh of relief and then left.
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It's said to be a training ground, but it's actually not big.
There are not many disciples of the Feng family, and there is already a school with ten thousand people in the outer city, so there is no need to build a lot of construction in the palace, which is inconsistent with the concept of the Feng family.
At this moment, there are many people at the training ground, and almost all the younger generation of the Feng family in Yanyun are here.
But there was only one person on the martial arts stage.
Murong Xue was covered in white gauze, wearing a long skirt, holding a jade sword, and with just a hairpin on her head, she looked like a fairy descending to earth.
In addition to immortality, there is also arrogance.
"Is this the Overlord Spear?" She raised her head slightly, looking a bit arrogant.
Maybe the tone wasn't that sarcastic, but she was telling the truth, at least in her mind, so it hurt even more.
The truth hurts the most.
She has only been here for a moment, and she has already won seven games in a row, and no one can be her enemy.
As the sixth person on the romantic list, there are only five people who can beat her in Hunyuan.
There were two from Yanbei and one from the Feng family, but they were not present.
This is the Feng family, so she has only one purpose.
Force him to play.
From her point of view, Feng Qi is not there but doesn't want to come out. So before Feng Qi comes out, all she has to do is defeat all the Hunyuan realms in the Feng family.
As for how much face this incident would bring to the Feng family, that was not within her scope of consideration.
So she didn't even notice that the faces of the people in the audience were extremely ugly, nor did she notice that the third-generation elder who was guarding the martial arts stage had a much gloomy look in his eyes.
Especially after he saw that no one from the Feng family dared to come on stage, his inner anger reached its peak.
Defeat is not terrible, especially for a general family.
The terrible thing is losing the belief in victory.
A sturdy young man jumped onto the stage and said in a deep voice: "In that case, Feng Dong is here to ask Miss Murong for her clever tricks!"
The elder's face relaxed a little, "Okay, Murong Xue is sixth on the romantic list, so don't worry if you lose."
Feng Dong thought in his mind that the elder was thinking about defeat before talking about victory, which would destroy his family's prestige.
Then he heard Murong Xue's words.
"Hunyuan Shangjing, you are no match for me." The girl's tone was very calm, "Where is Fengqi? Hasn't he shown up yet? I just learned a set of swordsmanship a few days ago, and I want to compete with him.
With."
Haven't you shown up yet? It means that all of you except him haven't seen enough.
I have just learned a set of swordsmanship and want to compete with Feng Qi, but even Feng Qi is not good enough.
These words were extremely rude, and Feng Dong's face instantly darkened, and he shouted again: "Feng Dong, Hunyuan Shangjing, please give me some advice from Miss Murong!"
After saying that, without waiting for the girl to answer, he rushed towards the girl with a spear.
Overlord's Three Styles - Tiger Break!
At that time, Feng Yang used this as his first move when crossing the border to kill assassins. Most of the Feng family disciples in front also did the same, which shows that this technique is indeed useful.
Just because it can be useful doesn't mean it will work.
At least it's useless to Murong Xue.
There was no change in the girl's expression, but her eyes were a little more tired.
She was already a little tired of this kind of fighting style.
She moved slightly to the left, patted Feng Dong's shoulder with her palm, then used her sword in front of her to block the subsequent spear attack, and then used the recoil to escape from Menghu Po's control.
The wind moved again, the spear swept across, and a crescent moon appeared on the stage.
Bawang's second form - Ping Sha Break.
Murong Xue retreated again, and the flat sand brushed against her chest.
The wind took advantage of the momentum and turned around, and the crescent moon instantly turned into a full moon.
Murong Xue thought that this trick was somewhat interesting, but it was of no use.
She leaned down to avoid the full moon, and a sword shadow stabbed downwards, hitting Fengdong's chest armor.
Feng Dong was hit hard suddenly and couldn't help but take a few steps back.
A man suddenly stepped on his shoulder and put his sword between his eyebrows.
"You lose." The girl said softly.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Applause rang out, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
Feng Qi stood behind the crowd and jumped onto the stage with a tip of his toes, his eyes full of smiles.
"Brother!"
"Your Majesty!"
Suddenly, everyone except the girl saluted to Feng Qi.
The girl frowned and took back her sword, "Back?"
His tone couldn't even be described as pleasant.
Feng Qi took the Overlord Spear from Feng's hand and said with a smile: "Miss Murong, can you give me some advice?"
Murong Xue looked at him quietly, "No one has ever dared to make me wait for so long."
"Now I have it." Feng Qi shrugged and said nonchalantly: "You have also lost a lot of face to my Feng family. Why not offset it? What do you think?"
Murong Xue held the sword across her chest and said in a cold tone, "We won't talk until we beat you!"
Feng Qi smiled and patted Feng Dong's shoulder, "Go down and leave this place to me."
Feng Dong took a deep look at Murong Xue and left angrily.
Feng Qi sighed, "This has aroused public outrage before it even got through. What will we do in the future?"
Murong Xue Gujing Wubo's face finally showed fluctuations, "Who will marry you!"
Feng Qi smiled incredulously, took out the spear from Yuan Mansion, and asked, "Want to break off the engagement?"
Breaking off the engagement is not a trivial matter, at least not something that the two juniors can resolve.
Murong Xue said: "I just don't want to get married, and I didn't say I wanted to break off the engagement."
Feng Qi thought to himself that this did not seem to mean the same thing, but in the end it still meant the same thing.
Murong Xue said: "If you lose, you have to promise me something."
Feng Qi thought for a moment and said, "One piece? Is it too little? How about changing it to ten pieces?"
He chuckled and said, "It's impossible anyway."
"You!" Murong Xue was angry, "Can you be more serious?"
Feng Qi said: "I have always been serious about fighting. But if the opponent is a beautiful woman, maybe I will consider letting it go."
Murong Xue lost interest in continuing the conversation with Feng Qi. A faint cold air emanated from her body, and there was a chill in the dry air.
She has never used such methods in the previous scenes, which shows how serious she is at this time.
Feng Qi was a little surprised because he recognized what it was.
"Treading Snow Sword Intent? Have you entered Xueyun Sect?"
Murong Xue didn't answer him, but the chill became thicker, and she could vaguely see the blue color of ice and snow.
Feng Qi finally understood why the girl didn't want to get married.
Turns out they are kindred spirits.
If you are a person of the same profession and have an outstanding appearance, then let’s put some water into it.
He glanced at Feng Dong and rushed out suddenly.
Tiger breaks!
It's also a Tiger Po, but his Tiger Po is completely different from the ones used by those before him, just like a real hungry tiger.
Murong Xue did not catch it with her hands, but chose to dodge.
Her body suddenly became erratic and turned into a shadow.
The tiger crashed into the shadow.
The shadow turned into a shadow of snow.
The snow shadow turned into snow.
The wind stopped.
Murong Xue was already ten feet away from him.
Feng Qi smiled, weighed the Overlord Spear in his hand, and threw it violently. The sonic boom wrapped around the afterimage and reached Murong Xue's face in an instant, and the roaring dragon shadow could be vaguely seen.
The Seventh Style of Overlord - Mad Dragon Shock!
Among the Thirteen Overlord moves, the seventh move is also known as the decisive move. Generally speaking, it should never be used when practiced by peers.
There was an uproar in the audience, and the people of the Feng family even had the feeling that the wind was blowing up and destroying the flowers. Many girls were so frightened that they quickly covered their eyes with their hands, and even the men swallowed.
The eyes of the elder guarding the martial arts stage brightened a bit, thinking that he was indeed Qi'er.
Several figures rushed out, ready to take the shot on Murong Xue's behalf.
"No need!" Murong Xue let out a sweet shout, and stabbed the dragon's head with the long sword carrying snowflakes.
There was a loud thunderous noise and smoke and dust flew everywhere.
Fengqi walked forward with his hands behind his back, like taking a walk.
A cold light suddenly emerged from the smoke and stopped firmly at his throat.
Then he heard Murong Xue's heavy breathing, "You lose."
Lost?
Feng Qi raised his eyebrows, feeling that this woman was a little ignorant.
He stretched out his fingers and lightly touched the sword at his throat.
The long sword spread out like snowflakes and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"This kind of sword can't pierce my skin, how can you say I lost?"
He gently tapped Murong Xue's eyebrows again.
Murong Xue did not avoid it.
She closed her eyes and slowly fell down.
Feng Qi chuckled and said, "Do you still want to say that I lost now?"
After a pause, he continued: "It seems you have no chance."