Once you reach a certain level, you'll want to learn other things. If you bite off more than you can chew, you won't be able to learn anything at all."

"Yiping——!" You Ruofeng came over at some point and said helplessly to Lin Zheng: "Don't be too doting on this girl! Just give her whatever she wants."

Lin Zheng looked at You Ruofeng with a teasing look, "Are you jealous?"

"That's right!" You Ruofeng smiled angrily, "I'm my brother, and even my brother can't be so nice to this girl, how can I not be jealous!"

"Yes, Brother Lin is much better to me than Brother Lin!" After saying this, Ruoxian laughed, hugged Lin Zheng's hand and said, "Why don't I become Brother Lin's sister instead of Brother Lin's sister?"

As soon as he finished speaking, You Ruofeng let out a fussy cry, causing everyone to burst into laughter. "Don't pretend to be such a bad actor!" Then the group sat down on the lawn and exchanged their swordsmanship experiences.

As a result, before you knew it, the surroundings were filled with Xuejianfeng's disciples. They were all listening to the exchanges between Lin Zheng and Wen Tingshuang with great interest. The methods taught by the master were sometimes too profound to understand.

It was quite difficult, but Lin Zheng and Wen Tingshuang's analysis of it layer by layer gave them the feeling of seeing the bright moon through the clouds, which benefited them a lot.

Lin Zheng had a bad habit of being a teacher. Seeing that it was helpful to Xuejianfeng's disciples, he talked with Wen Tingxue and the others for a while until the sun went down and the rest bell rang at Xuejianfeng.

A group of disciples ended the exchange without feeling satisfied.

"You're too slow, God!" Tifa said to Lin Zheng with a face full of complaints, "I've been waiting for almost six hours in vain!"

"Go away!" Lin Zheng laughed angrily, "I didn't tell you I was coming over, why are you waiting for me?!"

"Do you think I'm that stupid girl from Xiaomeng?!" Tifa said proudly, "Besides, aren't you here already?"

Go—! Lin Zheng stretched out his hand and flicked Tifa's eyebrows. While she was rubbing her eyebrows, Lin Zheng noticed the clothes on her body. Obviously, these clothes were the clothes she asked Piaomiao Mountain to use in the ice field.

Made of silk cloth, with a light pink color, the style is unexpectedly bold, showing off her shoulders and breasts beautifully, and the bottoms are high-cut, which accentuates Tifa's very unladylike but extremely sexy long legs.

To move people.

"Pretty, isn't it?!" Tifa asked quite proudly, "If you want to fall in love with me, that's not impossible!"

"Go away——!" Lin Zheng laughed angrily, "Did you ask for this or was it designed by Piao Miao Shan? If you go to the battlefield with this kind of virtue, how much defense power will you have left?"

"What a shameless person!" Tifa gave Lin Zheng a roll of her eyes, "How could clothes like this be used on the battlefield! This is the style that the disciples of Piaomiao Mountain usually wear!" Tifa revealed her face as she said this.

With a sad expression on his face, he said, "Didn't you see, my god, when the disciples walked around like that during the morning class, they were all covered with long, white legs, eh! It would be even more perfect if they could wear stockings!"
Chapter completed!