A Paragon of Wuhun

Chapter 5: Choose a martial art

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Chapter 5 Choosing Martial Arts

"Chen Feng, it's so hard for you to hide this from me!"

Leaving the crowd and walking on the mountain road of Waizong, Han Cong smiled at Chen Feng.

However, there was no blame in his words, but he was very happy for Chen Feng.

"Sorry, uncle, I really didn't mean to hide it before..." Chen Feng apologized.

"I know, I know, I'm afraid that the big tree will attract the wind." Han Cong laughed: "It's okay, no need to explain, I am very happy for you. But..."

He said solemnly: "Your master made countless enemies during his lifetime. They used to think you were a waste and didn't bother to do anything to you. Now that you have changed other people's views on you, I'm afraid it will become more dangerous. Listen to me, be careful. Act.”

Chen Feng felt warm in his heart and said, "Uncle, don't worry! I will pay attention."

"Then what are you going to do now?" Han Cong asked, "Are you still going to the Resource Hall to collect the spirit stones?"

Chen Feng shook his head: "I won't go now. If you go, uncle, you will definitely have a conflict with Elder Sun. Over the years, I have accumulated a lot of spiritual stones, and they are not short of this much. When I get stronger in the future If you are strong enough, then go seek bad luck from Elder Sun."

Han Cong nodded happily.

He was very pleased that Chen Feng could take a step back. A truly strong person cannot just fight fiercely, but must be able to bend and stretch, and know how to advance and retreat. How many of those powerful men who dominate a country have smooth sailing

"Uncle Han, I want to go to the Martial Arts Pavilion to choose a martial skill first. Master has always taught me how to practice, but he has never taught me martial arts." Chen Feng said.

"Okay, I'll take you there." Han Cong said with a smile: "It just so happens that the person in charge of the Martial Arts Pavilion is an uncle of mine when I first started. He is the supreme elder of the outer sect. I can put in a few good words for you."

The two of them walked down the main road and followed a path to the Martial Arts Pavilion. Behind the Martial Arts Pavilion was a cliff, with mountain flowers blooming all around and green trees hiding it, making it very quiet. Along the way, I met several disciples from the outer sect, holding a thread-bound book in their hands and leaving as if they were treasures. They all selected the skills from the martial arts pavilion and hurried out, eager to practice.

Several people looked at Chen Feng and laughed at him, but when they saw Han Cong beside him, they didn't dare to speak.

At the entrance of the Martial Arts Pavilion, an old man was leaning on the steps drinking wine. His beard and hair were messy, and he looked very slovenly. The wine gourd's butt was in the air, and the wine was rolling down. He swallowed heavily, and the wine overflowed from the corner of his mouth. From a distance, you could smell the strong smell of alcohol coming from him.

Han Cong stepped forward and whispered: "Uncle Taishang, I have brought someone here. He is a disciple of Senior Brother Yan Qingyu. I originally thought he was a waste, but now he is able to practice, and he has reached the level of the day after tomorrow." The third level, according to the sect’s rules, when you reach the third level, you can choose a martial skill.”

The old man hummed twice, not knowing what he was saying. Han Cong turned around and said, "Go in. Don't stay too long and come out early."

"Thank you, uncle." Chen Feng didn't ask any further questions. He walked to the door and saluted the old man again: "Thank you, great uncle."

After saying this, he walked in.

The martial arts pavilion is very large, with a radius of hundreds of meters. There are rows of bookshelves filled with various martial arts techniques, at least tens of thousands of them.

The martial arts pavilion of the outer sect is only for use by the disciples of the outer sect, and the disciples of the outer sect are basically in the acquired realm. The highest level of martial arts in the martial arts pavilion is only yellow level three.

Martial arts practice, step by step, from the first level to the third level, you can only choose on the first level, and when you reach the fourth level, you can enter the second level. After reaching the seventh floor, you can enter the third floor.

Chen Feng wanted to go directly to the stairs leading to the second floor. He couldn't appreciate the martial arts on the first floor. Although he did not reach the fourth weight, the acquired strength of the fourth weight was one thousand kilograms, and he had already reached eight hundred kilograms. He wanted to give it a try.

As soon as he stepped onto the first step, he felt that his body was blocked, as if there was a transparent air barrier on the stairs, blocking his way forward.

Chen Feng was not surprised. The true energy throughout his body surged out, fighting against the energy barrier and trying to fill it up. He walked forward step by step, pressing the air barrier and sinking backwards, but the air barrier was extremely tough and would not break no matter what. Chen Feng's forehead was dripping with sweat, and his meridians were already aching due to excessive stimulation of Qi, but he still gritted his teeth and moved forward desperately.

At this moment, there was a sudden pop, like a bubble bursting, and the air barrier disappeared without a trace. Chen Feng quickly stopped, otherwise he would bump into the stairs.

He was a little surprised, he didn't expect to rush in like this.

Chen Feng didn't think much and hurried up to the second floor.

"The goal is very clear, he is tenacious, and he is a good seedling. Of course I will make it easy for him to be a good seedling."

Outside the Martial Arts Pavilion, the drunken Supreme Elder said softly, his eyes are bright, how can he be half drunk

Han Cong saluted and said, "Thank you so much, Uncle Taishang."

"His master was such a pity..." The Supreme Elder sighed.

Chen Feng was choosing martial arts on the second floor. He already had the Bedoro Ye Golden Sutra and didn't need to look for anything else.

(End of chapter)