Ignoring Huailin next to me, Chen Feiyu's eyes lit up: "Sister Ling'er is going to teach me the thunder method?"

One of his purposes for coming to Yushu Sect was to see what the difference between the thunder method and the "Yuxiao Thunder Method" of Yushu Sect was. Unexpectedly, before he could speak, Senior Sister Ling'er took the initiative to teach him. This was definitely an unexpected surprise.

"The Yushu Lei Method is profound and powerful, and it will hurt yourself if you are not careful. If you want to learn the Lei Method, you are still a little unqualified. I have to try how many skills you have." Senior Sister Ling'er looked contemptuous. She didn't believe that Chen Fei's qualifications could surpass her.

"I wonder how Senior Sister Ling'er plans to test the method?" Chen Feiyu asked with a raised eyebrows.

"Simple." Senior Sister Ling'er raised her slender hand slightly, and a wooden stick in the corner of the wall was already honored to fly into her hand, saying, "I'll try your skills first. This wooden stick will be regarded as a sword. Let's compete in sword techniques."

Huailin immediately grew up. Senior Sister Ling'er is a powerful man in the "mid-stage legend". If he compares sword skills with Chen Fei, isn't this obviously trying to teach Chen Fei a lesson? Where did Chen Fei offend Senior Sister Ling'er?

Forget it, no matter how Chen Fei offended Senior Sister Ling'er, there is one thing he can confirm, that is, there is a good show to watch!

He quickly suggested: "What Sister Ling'er said makes sense. You have to look at Chen Fei's weight first and then consider teaching him the thunder method. By the way, this yard is spacious and bright, and few people come here. Why not be as good as Sister Ling'er here to teach her a lesson... Oh no, it's a fight with Chen Fei, so that my junior brother can learn and learn."

Senior Sister Ling'er thought it made sense, so she nodded and said, "It's better to compete here. Chen Fei, go and pick the 'weapon'."

"Wait." Chen Feiyu stood there without moving.

Senior Sister Ling'er frowned and asked, "Why, do you still have any questions?"

Chen Feiyu smiled and said, "Senior Sister Ling'er is a powerful man in the 'mid-stage legend'. If she competes with me, it will be a disadvantage for me."

"Don't worry about this, I don't need the inner energy of the true energy." Senior Sister Ling'er held a wooden stick and tied a sword flower. Her posture was elegant and graceful, and she said proudly: "How about using only sword tricks to fight you?"

Huai Lin's eyes lit up. He was truly worthy of being Senior Sister Ling'er. Even holding a wooden stick and turning the sword flower is so beautiful.

"This is the best." Chen Feiyu smiled, walked to the pile of dry firewood by the wall and carefully picked it up: "I have to find a handy one, otherwise, I might not be a match for Senior Sister Ling'er."

Senior Sister Ling'er sneered: "Even if you choose the one that is good at, you are not my opponent."

"That's it." Huailin immediately said dissatisfiedly: "Senior Sister Ling'er is a powerful 'mid-stage'. She is far above you, regardless of her vision, knowledge, and combat experience. Even if she does not display her true energy, she can easily defeat you!"

"Ha, that's not necessarily." Chen Feiyu chuckled, suddenly his eyes lit up. He picked up a wooden stick and said, "That's this one."

Senior Sister Ling'er was speechless, and saw that the wooden stick in Chen Fei's hand was only one foot long, only one-third of the normal long sword, about the same length as the dagger.

Huailin shouted dissatisfiedly: "Hey, hey, junior brother Chen Fei, you are too much. When you fight with Senior Sister Ling'er, you dare to use such a short wooden stick. Don't you obviously look down on Senior Sister Ling'er?"

"Shut up!" Senior Sister Ling'er scolded Huailin, then looked at the short stick in Chen Feiyu's hand, frowned and said, "Are you sure you want to use this to compare with me?"

"Of course, the so-called shortness of an inch is dangerous. Don't look at the shortness of this wooden stick, but it has great wonders." Chen Feiyu said that, and added in time: "Of course, as a man, you cannot be short, the longer the better."

Huai Lin was stunned at first, and then with a "puff", his expression was full of shock. Chen Fei actually... was actually teasing Senior Sister Ling'er. He was desperate?

"What the longer the better, nonsense." Senior Sister Ling'er has not been through personnel, and with Song Lu's good teaching, she rarely hears things related to men and women. How can she hear Chen Feiyu's meaning in words? She snorted: "Since you plan to use it to fight me, I will help you. If you lose, don't think I will pass on the Yushu Sect's thunder method to you."

"Listen to Senior Sister Ling'er's meaning, if I win you, will you pass on my thunder method?" Chen Feiyu raised his eyebrows and said.

Senior Sister Ling'er was stunned. When did I say that if you win, I will pass on your thunder method?

But Chen Fei has already mentioned this. If she refuses, wouldn’t it mean she is worried about losing to Chen Fei?

Immediately, Senior Sister Ling'er said proudly: "Okay, if you win me, then I will pass on your thunder method."

"A word is certain. It happened that before I went to Yushu Sect, I met a strange man who taught the sword technique. I could defeat the world's sword technique. Today I will try it out." Chen Feiyu smiled a little. His best attitude was to sword technique. He was just a good match for a senior sister Ling'er who did not use the internal energy of the true essence.

"All the sword techniques of the world? Bragging! Just wait and kneel down and beg for mercy." Senior Sister Ling'er sneered, obviously not believing Chen Feiyu's words, and then suddenly took action and pointed the wooden stick towards Chen Feiyu's lower abdomen.

Swift and graceful.

"Okay!" Huailin cheered: "Senior Sister Ling'er is so great!"

A touch of lust flashed between Senior Sister Ling'er's eyebrows. This move was definitely not something Chen Fei could dodge.

Suddenly, Chen Feiyu turned sideways and took two steps forward, stretching forward with a short stick in his hand casually, just blocking Senior Sister Ling'er's sword path. If Senior Sister Ling'er continues to hand the sword forward, her wrist will be poked by Chen Feiyu's short stick.

A hint of surprise flashed in Senior Sister Ling'er's eyes, and she immediately changed her moves. Hao Rubai Xue's wrist flipped slightly, and she had already avoided Chen Feiyu's short stick and turned to Chen Feiyu's chest.

Chen Feiyu seemed to have predicted Senior Sister Ling'er's movements in advance, but he didn't see any movements. He stabbed upwards with a short stick, aiming at Senior Sister Ling'er's wrist again, and sealing her sword path.

Ling'er became more and more surprised and changed her moves again. Unexpectedly, Chen Feiyu also changed his moves and still firmly sealed the sword path of Senior Sister Ling'er.

"How could this happen? Is it true that he can defeat the sword technique of the world as Chen Fei said? No, it is absolutely impossible. His sword technique of making ordinary swords is just a tricky angle. Where can he defeat the sword technique of the world?"

Senior Sister Ling'er felt contemptuous and then changed to more than a dozen quick attacks.

Chen Feiyu felt that he could not perform too well to avoid suspicion, so he deliberately waterproof and pretended to be in a hurry.

Senior Sister Ling'er was proud and made a three-pointer in her hand again: "What is the sword technique that can defeat the world? It's really a bragging thing. It depends on how long you can hold on!"

"Come on, Senior Sister Ling'er!" Huailin clapped and cheered.

In the continuous offensive, Chen Feiyu is like a small boat in the sea, which seems dangerous, but he always turns danger to a safe place at critical moments and resolves Senior Sister Ling'er's offensive.

"This guy is so tenacious!"

Senior Sister Ling'er felt anxious. If she couldn't even take down a disciple who had just entered the mountain gate, wouldn't she become a laughing stock after it was spread?

She is preparing to step up the offensive.

Suddenly, Chen Feiyu's sword move style suddenly changed. He looked at the gap in the flaws of Senior Sister Ling'er's moves, and once again bullied her to Senior Sister Ling'er's body, holding a wooden stick and stabbed her plump chest.

"Damn!"
Chapter completed!