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Chapter 35 On the Differences of Lingbo Microsteps
At dinner time, Fang Yanming, who had been thrown on the table all afternoon, was finally unlocked.

I saw him look weak, his body swayed, and he came to the edge of the dining table tremblingly.

Picking up a steamed bun, he stared at Lu Chengfeng and Feng Mofeng fiercely, and bit down hard, as if he was chewing their meat.

Seeing the miserable appearance of their junior brother, both of them lowered their heads with guilt, quickly pulled the rice in the bowl into their mouths, then got up and left.

But Fang Yanming still had no intention of letting the two brothers go, seeing them leave, he also stood up hastily.

It's just that he underestimated the extent of his own weakness. As soon as he got up, a burst of pain surged in an instant, causing him to sway left and right, and he was about to fall to the side.

Seeing such a situation, Feng Heng quickly helped his nephew, gave him a slap on the head, and said angrily, "What's the matter? Are you going to catch up and fight with your brothers?"

With a bitter face, the dialect said in a miserable voice, "Auntie! They've gone too far!"

"One afternoon! I was ordered for a whole afternoon, and no one cared about me!"

"And the sixth senior brother, it's even more extreme. He used me to practice acupoints, and it hurts all over my body!"

"Pfft!" A chuckle came out, and Fang Yanming looked at his aunt dully.

"No! I can't hold back!" Feng Heng's words were filled with a smile.

Hearing these words, he became even more angry, snorted coldly, threw the steamed bun in his hand, jumped off the stool, trembling all over, and limped away.

Seeing this, several people at the dining table were not in the mood to eat.

"Master, why don't I go and have a look!" Mei Chaofeng asked softly with worry on her pretty face.

I saw Feng Heng's brows were raised coldly, and he said in a stern voice: "What are you looking at! What if you don't eat a meal! Eat!"

Seeing that the gentle mistress was angry, several apprentices quickly lowered their heads, frantically grabbing food into their mouths.

She flicked the chopsticks on the plate twice, sighed, threw them out, and left with a sad face.

Qu, Chen, Mei, and Wu met each other at a glance, they all looked lonely, lost their appetite, and left in a hurry.

Late at night, in Feng Heng's room, the candles were always brightly lit. She was wearing a cloak, sitting at the table, staring at the lampstand without blinking, wondering what she was thinking.

Boom boom boom!A knock on the door interrupted her thoughts.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw his little nephew standing there furtively, with his index finger still on his lips, making hissing sounds one after another.

Just when he was about to laugh, Feng Heng seemed to think of something, turned his face hard, and went back to the table without saying a word, ignoring him in the slightest.

Seeing this, Fang Yanming followed behind her, looked around, twitched his little hands in his arms, and winked from time to time, making a funny look.

With a "puchi", Feng Heng laughed, unable to maintain that angry look any longer.

Seeing this situation, Fang Yanming grinned, took out a few pieces of chestnut cake from his bosom, and stuffed them into his aunt's hands.

Glancing at it, she looked disgusted and said, "You brat! Just use this to coax my aunt!"

At this time, I saw Xiaowa beckoning to her mysteriously, beckoning her to come closer.

Feng Heng wanted to see what he was up to, so he leaned over.Unexpectedly, he waved his hand again, so he could only stick around.

In the end, her face was all in front of Fang Yanming.

At this time, there was only a chirp, Xiaowa kissed that pretty face, opened her teeth, and asked happily: "Auntie, can I sleep with you?"

Without waiting for her to answer, he ran to the bed with a pleasant fragrance, kicked off the shoes on his feet, and got into the bed.

Feng Heng wiped his cheeks lightly, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, he spat, and murmured: "Stinky boy!"

She ate the chestnut cake in her hand, returned to the bed, hugged her little nephew in her arms, patted that immature back lightly, hummed a song in her mouth, and slowly closed her eyes...

On the second day, at the dinner table, Fang Yanming kept stuffing things into his mouth like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

Seeing that their junior brother had returned to normal, everyone relaxed, seeing how he was devouring, they all ate an extra bowl of rice.

After a little bit of digestion, Fang Yanming followed Mei Chaofeng to practice light kung fu again.

Before standing still, he asked with a sad face: "Third Senior Sister, I don't think this is very useful!"

"Oh? What do you say?"

Hearing this, Mei Chaofeng frowned slightly and asked strangely.

"It stands to reason that my skills are not bad now!"

Hearing her junior brother's words, she nodded after thinking for a while.

"Then why can't I control this Lingbo microstep!" Fang Yanming sighed and said sadly.

She wrinkled her forehead slightly, thought for a while, and said hesitantly: "Senior sister has never practiced this kind of kung fu. Could it be due to internal force! After all, many light exercises are still based on internal force."

As soon as he gave an answer, Mei Chaofeng immediately shook his head and denied it.

"Probably not! Although I don't know how Lingbo Weibu cultivates, it stands to reason that such a weak internal force as yours can be activated. So it shouldn't be!"

Fang Yanming's big innocent eyes met the doubtful eyes of his senior sister, and the two of them squatted together, after a lot of thinking, they both sighed.

"Senior Sister! Have you figured it out yet!" Xiaowa's worried voice sounded.

"Didn't think of it! Your senior brother and I, we all practice Qinggong like this!" The girl's frantic voice sounded.

"How about, let's go ask the elder brother?" Xiaowa's tentative voice sounded.

"It's useless to ask! Senior brother's lightness kung fu is much worse than mine. In terms of kung fu in this area, it can be said that besides master, I am the one who has cultivated the most profoundly!" The girl's disappointed voice sounded.

The pair of senior sisters and brothers looked at each other again, and they both saw helplessness in each other's eyes.

The two are like this, you ask, I answer.Let me just say, you spent a lot of time here.

After a long time, Qu Lingfeng finished his morning class and returned to the practice field. He found the two of them squatting there bored, with their hands resting on their chins, chatting constantly, and immediately felt angry.

He opened his mouth and scolded angrily: "Little Junior Brother, Third Junior Sister, what are you doing?"

His angry appearance did not break the slack of the two of them.

Instead, Fang Yanming yawned and said lazily, "Brother, my senior sister and I are thinking about something!"

Hearing such words, he became even more angry, he said hello three times, and said: "Very good! I would like to hear what kind of problem it is that makes the two of you skip morning class. be lazy."

Hearing this, Mei Chaofeng waved his jade hand, and asked dully: "Senior brother! My little junior brother and I have been thinking about it all morning, why can't he control that Lingbo microstep?"

Hearing that they were really thinking about something serious, Qu Lingfeng's anger dissipated a little, and said without thinking: "It's nothing more than the foundation, internal strength!"

"Junior brother's basics are already good, although he still needs to continue to practice, but he can't even control the Lingbo microsteps badly! So it should be due to internal strength."

As soon as the words fell, both of them glanced at him indifferently, then ignored him and continued to think.

"Hey! What, am I wrong!" Qu Lingfeng asked angrily.

Fang Yanming's lazy voice sounded again.

"Of course not! Logically speaking, since I can move Lingbo Weibu, there is naturally no problem of insufficient internal strength."

"But the current situation is that I can perform this lightness skill, but the subtleties are always out of control! What do you think is the reason for this? Brother, I don't want to be taught by my aunt again!"

After thinking for a moment, Qu Lingfeng spoke again.

"Little brother, could it be your age..."

However, before he finished speaking, Mei Chaofeng denied it.

"With the talent of my junior brother, age is definitely not a problem! Why don't you try to increase the strength of your skills?"

As soon as this remark came out, Qu Lingfeng immediately denied it.

"Nonsense! With the current situation of the younger brother, this is already the strongest training method. If it is added, it will damage his body, and the gain will outweigh the loss!"

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work either! Then I can only wait until my junior brother is older! I'm really useless!" Mei Chaofeng said maniacally.

"Why don't you ask the master?" Qu Lingfeng asked tentatively.

"My little uncle said that if you dare to disturb him if it's not about life or death, he will shoot and break our legs. Senior brother, I don't want to be a cripple, I can't run..."

While talking lazily, Fang Yanming was startled suddenly.

"run?"

Hearing this word, Mei Chaofeng's beautiful eyes shone brightly.

The two looked at each other and smiled, both seeing excitement on each other's faces.

Fang Yanming rolled his eyes and said proudly, "Hey, Senior Sister, it seems that we two want to go together."

The corners of Mei Chaofeng's mouth turned up slightly, he gave him a blank look, and said angrily: "You have to try it before you know it!"

After finishing speaking, the two got up together, rubbed their thighs, and prepared to go to Waigu.

This riddle-like words and deeds made Qu Lingfeng a little confused.

"Oh! What are you doing!"

Afterwards, Mei Chaofeng waved his hand and said in a high voice, "Of course we are going to try our idea, right?"

After finishing speaking, she took her little junior brother with her, raised her breath lightly, and disappeared within a few breaths.

Seeing such a situation, Qu Lingfeng scratched his head, feeling a little worried, so he could only stay behind the two of them.

When he got to the coast again, he saw Mei Chaofeng standing on a rock with his lips and teeth open, while Fang Yanming kept running on the beach.

When he got closer, he heard her voice clearly.

"Junior brother, pay attention to the rhythm, you can't run randomly, slow down first, and keep the speed steady. Also, the swing of the legs and feet, yes! Very good!"

"Little brother, adjust your breathing! Not too fast and not too slow! Breathe every three steps. Good! Very good!"

Under the continuous correction of his senior sister, Fang Yanming got on the right track after a while and started to run according to the rhythm.

"Third Junior Sister, who are you?" Qu Lingfeng stared at Xiaowa's back and asked suspiciously.

With a proud face, Mei Chaofeng stretched out his thumb and wiped Qiong's nose lightly, and said, "Senior brother, naturally it is to let the younger brother master Lingbo Weibu faster!"

Hearing such words, he was even more puzzled.

"Third Junior Sister, does this work! I've never heard of someone practicing lightness kung fu like this!"

"Isn't that what it is!" She teased with a little jade finger.

Qu Lingfeng pondered for a while again, but he is really not good at lightness kungfu, and his talent in this area is also inferior to Mei Chaofeng by more than 01:30, so he couldn't come up with any answers, so he could only ask for advice honestly.

"Third Junior Sister, is this kind of training useful for Junior Brother?"

Hearing this, Mei Chaofeng giggled, and said without being a joke, "Of course it's useful! Brother."

"My junior brother and I speculate that the reason why he can't control the Lingbo Weibu is firstly because of his own age, and secondly because there is a huge gap between this supreme lightness skill and other lightness skills."

Hearing this, Qu Lingfeng was also interested.

"Oh? What do you say?"

The look of longing appeared in Mei Chaofeng's eyes, and he said quietly: "I speculate, why this Lingboweibu is so difficult to control is because of one word - fast!"

"quick?"

She nodded to answer, and continued: "This kind of super lightness kung fu should be much faster than the Taohua Bagua step we practice. Therefore, it is more difficult to adapt and control."

"So, you let the junior brother run here to exercise his speed? Is this useful?" Qu Lingfeng said with a strange expression.

"Naturally! Don't look at how slow he is running now, after a period of practice, he will naturally be able to explode faster." Mei Chaofeng replied affirmatively.

"Wait and see!"

Seeing her senior brother's suspicious face again, she snorted coldly and said firmly.

After speaking, Mei Chaofeng ignored him, floated down, followed Fang Yanming's footsteps, and ran together...

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