Chapter 51 Martial Arts Division
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Wan Li Yu
Qi Lao glanced at Zhang Yifeng and said with a smile: "Of course it's a kiss."
Zhang Yifeng felt a little embarrassed at that time, and asked again: "Who is Mr. Lin to her?"
"Of course it's her father, Xiao Zhang, what's wrong? You look surprised."
"That I..."
Zhang Yifeng wanted to give himself a slap in the face. Was he possessed by the former Zhang Yifeng? Lin Shenghao and Lin Siying had the same surname. Why didn't he think that they might be father and daughter?
In this way, I have always misunderstood Lin Siying!
Zhang Yifeng was dumbfounded. Lin Siying was obviously a rich young lady, but she was so low-key in school that people mistook her for being a common school beauty.
It’s so well hidden!
"Well, I apologize for what I said, I'm sorry."
Men, dare to take responsibility. Since you have misunderstood Lin Siying, you must take the initiative to apologize. Zhang Yifeng finally understood why Lin Siying almost had red eyes just now. Because the feeling of being misunderstood is indeed very wronged and I want to cry.
"Who cares about your apology?"
Seeing Zhang Yifeng's apologetic expression, although Lin Siying felt much better, she did not avoid Zhang Yifeng.
"What? Is there a misunderstanding between you two?"
Mr. Qi was slightly startled. Lin Siying has always been a quiet and good girl, and she never speaks in such a rush.
Lin Siying didn't know how to explain it, but Lin Shenghao smiled and said: "Dad, don't mention these things. Hurry up and let the little brother come in and sit down. Why are you standing here? Don't you still have questions to ask the little brother? .”
"Yes, yes, yes, don't stand here all the time, Xiao Zhang, would you like to sit in the room and drink tea? I will ask someone to brew the best Longjing."
"I'm free."
Mr. Qi nodded and said, "Serve tea."
Zhang Yifeng doesn't drink much tea, but Qi Lao's Longjing has its own natural fragrance, which is refreshing and leaves a lingering fragrance in the mouth.
"My little friend, I'm not too polite. I asked you to come here this time to ask for advice on the second half of the formula."
After taking a sip of tea, Mr. Qi's voice came again, becoming respectful and solemn. Even the title became Xiaoyou instead of Xiao Zhang.
"can."
Zhang Yifeng nodded, without any hesitation, and directly handed over the second half of the breathing technique to Mr. Qi.
As if he had found a treasure, Mr. Qi bowed directly to Zhang Yifeng: "Thank you, little friend, for your generous teaching."
On the side, Lin Siying looked in disbelief. Grandpa's status in the Lin family was that of the Supreme Emperor. No one in the entire Lin family dared to surpass him. But today, grandpa was so polite to Zhang Yifeng and even bowed to him. What ability does Zhang Yifeng have?
"Just a little thing."
Zhang Yifeng spoke calmly, a casually adapted breathing method, but he didn't take it to heart at all. Qi Lao can master it because he has the strength and understanding. Another person might not be able to grasp it at all. After a pause, Zhang Yifeng spoke again.
"Mr. Qi, it just so happens that I have something to ask you."
"My friend, please tell me. I will answer everything you know."
"Is Mr. Qi a cultivator?" Zhang Yifeng asked the question he wanted to ask the most.
Mr. Qi was slightly startled: "Practitioner, do you mean warrior?"
"Yes. Can you tell me more about it?"
"Isn't my little friend a martial artist?" Mr. Qi glanced at Zhang Yifeng in surprise.
"To be honest, I learned from an old hermit, but I don't know the specific division."
Mr. Qi frowned slightly, a little doubtful, and then he said: "Warrior is what we call each other in martial arts. As long as you become a warrior, you no longer belong to the category of ordinary people. It's just that martial arts is difficult and it is extremely difficult to become a master."
Zhang Yifeng nodded. Sure enough, there were still practitioners.
"Does Mr. Qi know the levels of warriors?"
"I only know a little bit about it. Warriors are divided into five levels: Beginner, Shengfeng, Wu Kuang, Master, and Grandmaster. Each level is divided into the early, middle, and late stages."
"How strong are the warriors in the late entry stage?" Zhang Yifeng asked with a frown.
Mr. Qi thought for a while and then said: "It shouldn't be a problem for one person to fight against ten special forces. If he is a warrior in the Shengfeng realm, his combat power will be even more amazing. It is said that in the later stages of Shengfeng, he can dodge bullets. Of course, these are just rumors. I It was through someone's introduction that I accidentally became a martial artist. Now I am only in the late stage of entry. But with the help of my little friend's breathing method, I may be able to step into the realm of wind. In that case, I can also be regarded as a martial artist. A master."
"Is Shengfeng Warrior already a master?" Zhang Yifeng was slightly startled.
Mr. Qi nodded and said: "Martial arts is difficult, and a warrior in the wind-producing realm is of course a master. It is difficult to find just one person among a hundred people. Moreover, martial arts becomes more difficult as you go to the later stages, and it is even more difficult to transcend the wind-producing realm and become a martial arts madman. As for The master behind is rare among ten thousand people, and the realm of a grandmaster is already a legendary existence."
"So difficult?"
Zhang Yifeng frowned, but then he felt relieved. The earth's spiritual energy was thin, and it was indeed not easy to improve his cultivation.
"Of course it's very difficult. My friend, don't listen to the current TV news. The masters of the xx sect challenge so-and-so. These people are at the Feng Realm at best, and they haven't even reached the Feng Realm yet. They are just entry-level warriors."
Zhang Yifeng was thoughtful, and then said: "Thank you, Mr. Qi, I have an idea in my mind."
Mr. Qi said that in the early stages of entry, one person can take on ten special forces. Now Zhang Yifeng can take on seven or eight special forces with no problem. In other words, as long as the cultivation level is upgraded to the second level, he will not take it seriously at all. As for the wind-generating warrior, it is much more difficult. A master in the late stage of wind-generating can actually dodge bullets. Isn't it equivalent to him at the seventh or eighth level of body tempering?
It seems that the closer the warrior is to the back, the stronger he becomes.
At this moment, Zhang Yifeng finally felt relieved. There might be strong men in Xia State, but as long as he was given time, any strong man would have to bow his head in front of him.
"Do you still have any questions, little friend?"
"Gone."
Mr. Qi smiled and said, "Now it's my turn to ask my little friend."
"Mr. Qi, if you have any questions, please ask."
"I heard from Sheng Hao that you are selling talismans and seals?"
"Well, I sell it for my master." Zhang Yifeng still hid his secret.
Mr. Qi nodded and said, "Excuse me for asking. I heard that the talisman seal made by Master Xiaoyou contains amulets. Can this talisman seal really protect you and keep you safe?"
Zhang Yifeng felt a little embarrassed at that time, and asked again: "Who is Mr. Lin to her?"
"Of course it's her father, Xiao Zhang, what's wrong? You look surprised."
"That I..."
Zhang Yifeng wanted to give himself a slap in the face. Was he possessed by the former Zhang Yifeng? Lin Shenghao and Lin Siying had the same surname. Why didn't he think that they might be father and daughter?
In this way, I have always misunderstood Lin Siying!
Zhang Yifeng was dumbfounded. Lin Siying was obviously a rich young lady, but she was so low-key in school that people mistook her for being a common school beauty.
It’s so well hidden!
"Well, I apologize for what I said, I'm sorry."
Men, dare to take responsibility. Since you have misunderstood Lin Siying, you must take the initiative to apologize. Zhang Yifeng finally understood why Lin Siying almost had red eyes just now. Because the feeling of being misunderstood is indeed very wronged and I want to cry.
"Who cares about your apology?"
Seeing Zhang Yifeng's apologetic expression, although Lin Siying felt much better, she did not avoid Zhang Yifeng.
"What? Is there a misunderstanding between you two?"
Mr. Qi was slightly startled. Lin Siying has always been a quiet and good girl, and she never speaks in such a rush.
Lin Siying didn't know how to explain it, but Lin Shenghao smiled and said: "Dad, don't mention these things. Hurry up and let the little brother come in and sit down. Why are you standing here? Don't you still have questions to ask the little brother? .”
"Yes, yes, yes, don't stand here all the time, Xiao Zhang, would you like to sit in the room and drink tea? I will ask someone to brew the best Longjing."
"I'm free."
Mr. Qi nodded and said, "Serve tea."
Zhang Yifeng doesn't drink much tea, but Qi Lao's Longjing has its own natural fragrance, which is refreshing and leaves a lingering fragrance in the mouth.
"My little friend, I'm not too polite. I asked you to come here this time to ask for advice on the second half of the formula."
After taking a sip of tea, Mr. Qi's voice came again, becoming respectful and solemn. Even the title became Xiaoyou instead of Xiao Zhang.
"can."
Zhang Yifeng nodded, without any hesitation, and directly handed over the second half of the breathing technique to Mr. Qi.
As if he had found a treasure, Mr. Qi bowed directly to Zhang Yifeng: "Thank you, little friend, for your generous teaching."
On the side, Lin Siying looked in disbelief. Grandpa's status in the Lin family was that of the Supreme Emperor. No one in the entire Lin family dared to surpass him. But today, grandpa was so polite to Zhang Yifeng and even bowed to him. What ability does Zhang Yifeng have?
"Just a little thing."
Zhang Yifeng spoke calmly, a casually adapted breathing method, but he didn't take it to heart at all. Qi Lao can master it because he has the strength and understanding. Another person might not be able to grasp it at all. After a pause, Zhang Yifeng spoke again.
"Mr. Qi, it just so happens that I have something to ask you."
"My friend, please tell me. I will answer everything you know."
"Is Mr. Qi a cultivator?" Zhang Yifeng asked the question he wanted to ask the most.
Mr. Qi was slightly startled: "Practitioner, do you mean warrior?"
"Yes. Can you tell me more about it?"
"Isn't my little friend a martial artist?" Mr. Qi glanced at Zhang Yifeng in surprise.
"To be honest, I learned from an old hermit, but I don't know the specific division."
Mr. Qi frowned slightly, a little doubtful, and then he said: "Warrior is what we call each other in martial arts. As long as you become a warrior, you no longer belong to the category of ordinary people. It's just that martial arts is difficult and it is extremely difficult to become a master."
Zhang Yifeng nodded. Sure enough, there were still practitioners.
"Does Mr. Qi know the levels of warriors?"
"I only know a little bit about it. Warriors are divided into five levels: Beginner, Shengfeng, Wu Kuang, Master, and Grandmaster. Each level is divided into the early, middle, and late stages."
"How strong are the warriors in the late entry stage?" Zhang Yifeng asked with a frown.
Mr. Qi thought for a while and then said: "It shouldn't be a problem for one person to fight against ten special forces. If he is a warrior in the Shengfeng realm, his combat power will be even more amazing. It is said that in the later stages of Shengfeng, he can dodge bullets. Of course, these are just rumors. I It was through someone's introduction that I accidentally became a martial artist. Now I am only in the late stage of entry. But with the help of my little friend's breathing method, I may be able to step into the realm of wind. In that case, I can also be regarded as a martial artist. A master."
"Is Shengfeng Warrior already a master?" Zhang Yifeng was slightly startled.
Mr. Qi nodded and said: "Martial arts is difficult, and a warrior in the wind-producing realm is of course a master. It is difficult to find just one person among a hundred people. Moreover, martial arts becomes more difficult as you go to the later stages, and it is even more difficult to transcend the wind-producing realm and become a martial arts madman. As for The master behind is rare among ten thousand people, and the realm of a grandmaster is already a legendary existence."
"So difficult?"
Zhang Yifeng frowned, but then he felt relieved. The earth's spiritual energy was thin, and it was indeed not easy to improve his cultivation.
"Of course it's very difficult. My friend, don't listen to the current TV news. The masters of the xx sect challenge so-and-so. These people are at the Feng Realm at best, and they haven't even reached the Feng Realm yet. They are just entry-level warriors."
Zhang Yifeng was thoughtful, and then said: "Thank you, Mr. Qi, I have an idea in my mind."
Mr. Qi said that in the early stages of entry, one person can take on ten special forces. Now Zhang Yifeng can take on seven or eight special forces with no problem. In other words, as long as the cultivation level is upgraded to the second level, he will not take it seriously at all. As for the wind-generating warrior, it is much more difficult. A master in the late stage of wind-generating can actually dodge bullets. Isn't it equivalent to him at the seventh or eighth level of body tempering?
It seems that the closer the warrior is to the back, the stronger he becomes.
At this moment, Zhang Yifeng finally felt relieved. There might be strong men in Xia State, but as long as he was given time, any strong man would have to bow his head in front of him.
"Do you still have any questions, little friend?"
"Gone."
Mr. Qi smiled and said, "Now it's my turn to ask my little friend."
"Mr. Qi, if you have any questions, please ask."
"I heard from Sheng Hao that you are selling talismans and seals?"
"Well, I sell it for my master." Zhang Yifeng still hid his secret.
Mr. Qi nodded and said, "Excuse me for asking. I heard that the talisman seal made by Master Xiaoyou contains amulets. Can this talisman seal really protect you and keep you safe?"
