I can see the hidden conditions of martial arts

Chapter 12 Conflict on the Flower Boat
Returning to Baiyun Sect, Ling Feng took out the secret medicine [Fire Burning Heart] and decoction it. The bitter taste immediately filled his mouth, but he did not feel any burning sensation. After entering his stomach, the medicine felt like Just disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, waves of mysterious insights emerged in my mind.

Baiyun tracelessly reached the peak state in an instant!

Open the personal panel.

[Martial Arts: Piao Miao Wen Xian Sword Art (Introduction, the next step to achieve success is to meet the following conditions: concentrate on the sword, swing the sword a million times)
Baiyun Traceless Step (the pinnacle, the conditions required for the next step to be perfect are: traveling thousands of miles, supplemented by one pair of upper-grade body-training secret medicine or ten pairs of medium-grade body-training secret medicine)]

The five realms of martial arts are entry, small success, great success, peak, and perfection.

It is not easy to practice any kind of martial arts, even low-grade martial arts, to perfection.

Now, it only took Ling Feng a few days to practice Xuanpin martial arts to the point where it was just one step away from perfection.

"It's not difficult to travel thousands of miles. If you have time in the future, just go out and walk more. Run a few more laps in Baiyun Mountain, and it will accumulate over time. As for the ten pairs of middle-grade body-training secret medicine, it is not a problem. Now there is Black Tiger Help me be my money bag. I want to buy ten sets of Fiery Heart Burning Hearts easily..."

"So, I have already locked the Baiyun Wu Trace Step to perfection in advance."

Ling Feng thought to himself, a smile appeared on his face.

In the following days, in addition to wielding his sword and reading books every day, he had another job, which was to go out for a run.

Strive to complete the goal of traveling thousands of miles as soon as possible.

It's a pity that this property panel doesn't have a progress bar, otherwise he can clearly see when he will complete his goal of walking thousands of miles.

Unlike now, we can only estimate.

But he was not in a hurry. If he ran a few more miles, he would be familiar with the white clouds.

time flies.

In a blink of an eye, ten days passed.

Bai Chuchen's hand tendons were severed and it was difficult to return to his previous level. He could no longer practice swordplay, so he focused entirely on his body skills.

Coupled with Ling Feng's overt and covert guidance, Baiyun Wuzhenbu made rapid progress.

Already started.

On this day, Bai Chuchen used the White Cloud Traceless Step and came to the top of the mountain where Ling Feng practiced swordsmanship, and saw Lingfeng wielding his sword as before.

And he didn't know if it was his misunderstanding, but he felt that the sword wielded by Ling Feng now had an extremely sharp charm.

The momentum is extraordinary, and he has the faint demeanor of a swordsman master.

"Could it be that A Feng has really accomplished anything by wielding his sword every day?"

Bai Chuchen scratched his head.

"Chuchen, you are here. It seems that you have made good progress recently."

Ling Feng noticed Bai Chuchen, stopped practicing his sword, and smiled slightly.

"That's right, I can be the number one genius in the Baiyun Sect, so how can it be so difficult for this little Baiyun Wulubu to get me?" Bai Chuchen smiled proudly.

The two were chatting. On the way, Bai Chuchen suggested: "A Feng, we haven't gone down the mountain for a long time. How about going to Yancheng for a stroll?"

Ling Feng has been to Yancheng several times recently, but he went to Tianxintang to buy medicine.

I just came back after buying it, but I didn’t go shopping properly.

The other party suddenly proposed, and he readily agreed.

…………

Yancheng is extremely lively today.

The streets were full of people coming and going, beaming with joy.

Ling Feng and Bai Chuchen arrived and stopped a pedestrian to ask, only to find out that today was Yancheng's annual grand temple fair.

"It seems that we came to the right place today."

Bai Chuchen smiled.

The two of them walked around the street for more than an hour, until nightfall, the streets were decorated with colorful lights, brightly lit and beautiful.

On Yancheng Lake, there are even more flower boats with lanterns hanging on them.

Bai Chuchen was a lively person. Seeing so many flower boats cruising around the lake, he couldn't help himself and spent a few taels of money to rent a flower boat.

However, due to a hand injury, he was unable to row a boat. This task had to be completed by Ling Feng, but Ling Feng had never rowed a boat.

You can only learn while rowing.

"Hey, hey, the guy in front, get out of my way!" At this time, a shouting voice came from in front of them.

They saw a rowing boat several times larger than them rowing towards them.

Ling Feng was unable to dodge, and the two ships collided directly.

The two people's boat was directly knocked over.

Bai Chuchen was as light as a swallow. He used Baiyun Traceless Step to walk on the water and jumped directly onto the flower boat opposite. Then he turned to look at Ling Feng with a worried look on his face.

However, Ling Feng unexpectedly boarded the flower boat one step ahead of him.

He was slightly startled, when did A Feng have such skill?

"Are you two blind? You can't see such a big ship and you just hit it?" A young man in Chinese clothes looked at Ling Feng and the two and cursed.

Bai Chuchen lost his temper, "You bastard, it was obviously you who bumped into me and knocked over my boat. How dare you complain first!"

"Then you can't hide? Are your hands useless or your brain flooded?"

The young man said arrogantly.

Snapped!
Ling Feng slapped the opponent directly and knocked him to the ground.

"If you have such a bad mouth, don't talk!"

"You, you actually dare to hit me. Do you know who my father is? He is the leader of the Black Tiger Gang!" The young man was stunned, and then said angrily.

Exactly at this time.

Not far away, there was a huge flower boat slowly approaching a few people.

This flower boat is more than ten times the size of an ordinary flower boat. There is a high platform on it. On the high platform, there are piano players playing and dancers performing dances.

And the bow of the flower boat is a domineering tiger head.

"It's the flower boat of the Black Tiger Gang."

"Tsk, tsk, this year's boat party, the flower boats of the Black Tiger Gang still dominate. I'm afraid no one in Yancheng can compare."

There were whispers from the surrounding flower boats.

The young man's eyes lit up when he saw a figure on the flower boat, and he shouted loudly, "Dad, dad, come down quickly, someone is bullying me!"

"What? Who dares to bully my son?"

A man with a scar on his face stood up suddenly, a pair of tiger eyes showed a fierce light, and then jumped off the deck.

When he arrived at the Youth Flower Boat, he saw the young man's red and swollen face, and his face turned livid with anger, "Who dares to hit my scarred son!"

"It's these two guys..."

The young man pointed at Ling Feng and the two aggrievedly.

When Scar looked at him, his angry face suddenly stiffened, his feet went weak, and he almost collapsed to the ground. His anger was extinguished as if a basin of ice water had been poured on him.

Instead, there was coldness and fear.

Why is it him!
"Dad, what's wrong with you? Hurry up and get someone to teach them a lesson!"

The young man didn't notice anything strange about Scar and quickly urged.

Bai Chuchen's eyes narrowed and he said to Ling Feng: "A Feng, I, Baiyun Wujingbu, have just started. There will be a fight later. You run first, and I will hold them back."

"Don't worry, I think we don't have to run."

Ling Feng smiled lightly.

Snapped!
A crisp slap sounded, but it was Scar who slapped his son on the face with his backhand. This time, the left and right sides of the other man's face were swollen.

"Dad, dad, what are you doing?"

The young people were confused.

Scar said angrily: "I don't have a blind son like you!"

After saying that, he hurriedly went to Ling Feng and bowed respectfully, "Master Ling, I am ignorant of Mount Tai. I bumped into you. Please forgive me."

"Your son has a very bad temper."

Ling Feng said lightly.

Scar trembled with fright, and quickly pulled the young man over, forcing him to kneel on the ground, "You bastard, quickly apologize to Mr. Ling!"

(End of this chapter)