Chapter Seventy-Nine

The status of a senior apprentice, the number of special training places, 100,000 fate points a year, silver-quality weapons, etc., have already exceeded the standard of an ordinary senior apprentice, these resources, not to mention apprentices, even the instructors of many branch libraries will feel red; Sun Lei used such generous conditions to recruit Xu Feng, and he himself was under a lot of pressure. If Xu Feng is flashy, not strong, and has little potential, although Sun Lei is the owner of the museum, he will be impeached for acting so recklessly.

Hearing Sun Lei say this, Xu Feng smiled slightly: "Okay, I just want to learn the martial arts of the master of the history hall."

Sun Lei was talking about the elite disciples, but Xu Feng was talking about the master of the Shi Pavilion, and the elite disciples behind Sun Lei heard this, and a look of anger appeared on their faces.

The master of the history hall laughed and said: "What a hero out of a young man, haha, good, good."

The group entered the martial arts training ground, which is a one-story building covering an area of more than 500 square meters, which is equipped with all kinds of exercise equipment, and the ground under their feet is actually hard, without any protective measures, dozens of martial arts apprentices are sweating like rain in it, exercising, and many are catching each other in pairs, learning from each other.

"Zhao Li, an intermediate apprentice of the Thunder Martial Arts Pavilion, ask Xu Feng and Senior Brother Xu for advice."

As soon as he entered the training ground, an elite disciple behind Sun Lei couldn't wait to jump out and challenge Xu Feng.

Seeing that Zhao Li was so impatient, Sun Lei's face was a little ugly.

Zhao Li saw Xu Feng nodded, and directly pulled out a long knife and slashed towards Xu Feng.

Xu Feng's body was slightly on one side, and he took out his long sword and slashed directly at the back of Zhao Li's long knife.

When there was a loud bang, the long knife fell to the ground, Zhao Li covered his wrist and looked at Xu Feng in surprise.

"Concession." Xu Feng said lightly.

The damage of sword weapons has been increased by 300%, which is extremely terrifying, just a simple flat slash, it is not something that ordinary people can take, Xu Feng did not use all his strength, otherwise, Zhao Li's long knife is likely to be cut off by a sword.

"Senior apprentice of the Thunder Martial Arts Pavilion, Chen Xiao, ask Xu Feng for advice."

"Senior apprentice of the Thunder Martial Arts Pavilion, Li Qiang, ask Xu Feng for advice."

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Almost all the elite disciples stepped forward to challenge Xu Feng, but they rose quickly and lost faster.

These elite disciples are all two-star strength, but none of them are two-star peaks, one or two breakthroughs to two-star, compared with Xu Feng at the peak of two stars, their physical fitness is a big difference, how can they compare?

"Senior brother?"

"Senior brother, it's up to you."

"Senior brother, we are all defeated......"

Almost all the elite disciples looked at a man standing beside Shi Changdong.

The man didn't have any high-grade equipment on him, just a normal black power suit.

He just stood quietly beside the master of the history hall, inconspicuous, even if he saw him, people would ignore him for the first time. Xu Feng didn't even notice him for the first time, at this time, all the elite disciples looked at him, and Xu Feng fell on him.

This is a young man in his twenties, handsome, Xu Feng looked carefully, and found that the other party was quite handsome, among all the elite disciples, it turned out to be the most handsome one, but no matter who saw him for the first time, he would subconsciously ignore him and sweep it away, this contradiction made Xu Feng actually have a feeling of nausea.

"Senior brother?" Xu Feng said with a smile.

"Senior apprentice of the Thunder Martial Arts Pavilion, Qin Mo, ask Xu Feng for advice."

Xu Feng smiled and nodded.

Compared to other elite disciples, this Qin Mo's strength is only one line higher, and Xu Feng doesn't care about it yet.

"Escape!"

With a soft shout, Qin Mo's figure suddenly accelerated, turned into a gray shadow, and pounced towards Xu Feng.

Qin Mo was in the middle of the sprint, and two daggers flashing with silver light appeared in his hands.

"It's the battle route of the Western thieves and assassins." Xu Feng was slightly surprised, but he didn't expect that in the Thunder Martial Arts Hall, there were also people who took the professional route of the West.

"Drizzle Swordsmanship"

Xu Feng's figure danced gently with the long sword in his hand, and the light and shadow of the long sword flickered, like an endless rain line, firmly protecting Xu Feng's body.

Ding Ding Ding Ding ~

A series of rapid gold-iron clashes continued to sound around Xu Feng's body.

Qin Mo's figure was like a bolt of lightning, surrounding Xu Feng and attacking him from different positions and angles, but no matter how weird Qin Mo's attack was and how fast it was, it could never break through the thin rain line around Xu Feng's body.

Every time he fought with Xu Feng's long sword, there was a tingling pain in Qin Mo's wrist, a black iron-grade long sword actually collided with his two silver-quality daggers so many times, and it had not yet shattered, which made Qin Mo feel puzzled and frightened.

"Lay down your life!" Qin Mo's eyes were red, and he actually gave up his defense and stabbed Xu Feng's throat with all his might.

After attacking for so long, Qin Mo's physical consumption was much greater than Xu Feng's, and his wrist was already red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye, if he persisted, I am afraid that without Xu Feng's attack, Qin Mo himself would not be able to hold the dagger first and retreat in defeat.

"I can't lose, I can't lose!" Qin Mo's eyes were red, and the gazes of all the apprentice disciples fell on him, making him feel heavy pressure.

There is no way, Qin Mo can only start to fight hard, sacrificing his life to strike this skill, which is to reduce his own defense to zero and add it to the attack, after this blow is completed, whether he kills the opponent or not, he will fall into a state of weakness for half an hour.

Seeing that Qin Mo actually started to fight hard, Xu Feng's eyes narrowed, and his face became gloomy.

Originally, everyone was just fighting each other, and they wouldn't fight each other, but now Qin Mo actually used the skill at the bottom of the box to kill him.

Xu Feng's temperament is not kind, he believes in an eye for an eye, killing to stop killing, in the face of other people's provocations, Xu Feng returned it as soon as possible, and it is precisely because of this temper that Xu Feng's previous enemies have been suppressed everywhere.

In this life, Xu Feng does not intend to make changes.

Seeing Qin Motong's red eyes, his originally handsome face now became hideous.

Xu Feng sneered in his heart, clenched the long sword in his hand, and prepared to kill Qin Mo on the spot, a faint murderous aura spread from Xu Feng's body.

Sun Lei and Shi Changdong's faces changed at the same time.

"Bastard!" Shi Changdong roared, jumped forward, and kicked Qin Mo's wrist.

The silver-quality dagger swirled into the air.

Then, Shi Changdong slashed at the back of Qin Mo's neck with a palm, knocking him unconscious.

"This bastard actually made a heavy hand when he was fighting with the same door, violating the rules of the martial arts hall, I took him to the wall to reflect and calm down." After Shi Changdong finished explaining, he didn't even look at Xu Feng, and walked out quickly with Qin Mo in his hand.