I have practiced so well that every attack I make is sure to hit.

Chapter 85: Unlocking Bone Physics (Please order first)
Xiao Wu's saber was dented, and the red mark on his face was shocking. It seemed that if there was no saber to block it, Zhang Lingfeng could kill him with one strike.

However, in the skill of flying knife, it is important to move the whole body with one move. If it does not move, it will be shocking.

If Zhang Lingfeng used the Three Swordsmanship or Thousand Shadows Flying Knife technique to deal with Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu would definitely die.

For this reason, the small courtyard was silent for a while.

Even Chen Duling, who was familiar with Zhang Lingfeng's knife flying skills, looked at Zhang Lingfeng in shock at this moment.

Yang Mingxuan was thinking hard about how to drag Zhang Lingfeng into the Xuanjing Division. With his knowledge, he knew that with Zhang Lingfeng's skills just now, it was entirely possible for him to become a special recruit of the academy.

But it is a pity that such people enter the academy.

Only the Xuanjing Division, which has to perform tasks every day, can Zhang Lingfeng exert his maximum value. Imagine that there is a member like Zhang Lingfeng in the team. When fighting against the enemy, Zhang Lingfeng only needs to hide in the dark. Even if they are surrounded, Zhang Lingfeng can use his flying The knife helped them fight their way out.

The Xuanjing Division is famous for its mortality rate.

Therefore, the ability to fight in a team is particularly important. People like Zhang Lingfeng who are proficient in flying knife skills, or who can master the magic of arrows and know how to use hidden weapons and poisons are in short supply everywhere.

Yang Mingxuan believed that he must get Zhang Lingfeng and make Zhang Lingfeng his right-hand man, so that it would be easier for him to contribute to the Great Xia Dynasty.

"Master Yang, can you recommend me to enter the academy?"

Zhang Lingfeng asked.

"Yes, of course you can, but your knife-throwing skills are far from meeting the standards for entering the academy."

Yang Mingxuan sighed.

"Can't reach it?"

Zhang Lingfeng looked strange. He had already accepted Zhou Changqing's assessment and had a chance to become a special admissions student of the academy. Could it be that Yang Mingxuan's requirements were more stringent than Zhou Changqing's?

"Well, if you want to enter the academy, I have a way."

Yang Mingxuan pretended to be serious.

"Appreciate further details."

Zhang Lingfeng pricked up his ears.

"First enter the Xuanjing Division to practice for a period of time. After your knife-throwing skills have improved to a higher level, I will recommend you to enter the academy. Then you will have greater confidence."

Yang Mingxuan said seriously.

Hearing this, Chen Duling's face was filled with astonishment.

Zhang Lingfeng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. No matter how stupid he was at this moment, he could still tell that Yang Mingxuan wanted to trick him into entering the Xuanjing Division.

It seems that with his knife-throwing skills, he is 90% sure that he will become a special admissions student of the academy. If he can successfully activate the bone phase within these ten days and a half, he will be 100% sure.

The academy is the palace of martial arts.

The entrance threshold for Daxiajiao is extremely high. Even Ao Dagang had to find connections to accompany Qian Shiyuan into the academy as a student companion.

Only a fool would go to the Hanging Mirror Division if he could enter it to practice.

So Zhang Lingfeng cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your kindness, sir. I want to try it myself."

"What's wrong with the Xuanjing Division? It has a high position, good remuneration, and great power. If you join the Xuanjing Division, you will have no worries about food and clothing for a lifetime. You can also make contributions to the court. No matter how many people squeeze their heads, you can't get in. Are you sure you don't want to consider it?"

Yang Mingxuan said meaningfully.

"I want to practice peacefully in the academy."

Zhang Lingfeng cupped his hands and said.

The implication is that he doesn't like to take risks.

"Don't refuse in a hurry."

With Yang Mingxuan on his waist, he realized that he couldn't lie. If he wanted to win over Zhang Lingfeng, he could only come up with something substantial. But with Zhang Lingfeng's knife just now, he felt a little hesitant in his heart.

After thinking about it.

He stepped back and waved to Zhang Lingfeng: "Throw the flying knife at me with all your strength and let me see what level your skills are."

Zhang Lingfeng was a little hesitant. Yang Mingxuan personally tested his strength. Obviously, if he met the other party's satisfactory standards, he would give himself more generous treatment.

But my heart is in the academy.

If the more satisfied Yang Mingxuan is, the more he rejects him, will it be...

"Zhang Lingfeng, you might as well leave yourself a way out."

Chen Duling said meaningfully.

She had worked with Zhang Lingfeng for more than a year, and she had seen Zhang Lingfeng's behavior for all to see. Whether he was a chauffeur, deputy chief chauffeur, or taking the Nancheng Academy assessment, Ao Dagang was the one pushing Zhang Lingfeng from behind.

Chen Duling hopes that Zhang Lingfeng can one day escape from Ao Dagang's control.

Maybe there's an opportunity right in front of you.

Of course, he didn't understand what he said, but Zhang Lingfeng could also hear the meaning, and he couldn't help but fell into deep thought. He might really be able to get rid of Ao Dagang through the Xuanjing Division, but in doing so, he obviously failed Ao Dagang.

No matter what plans Ao Dagang has in the academy.

Along the way, Ao Dagang is inextricably linked to where we are today. We can leave a way out, but we cannot let Ao Dagang down.

So Zhang Lingfeng cupped his hands and said, "If my master knew that Mr. Yang personally taught me, he would definitely be very happy."

Hearing this, Chen Duling's eyes lit up and he sighed.

"I know your master is Ao Dagang, so stop talking nonsense!"

Yang Mingxuan said angrily.

"excuse me!"

Zhang Lingfeng handed over again.

Then three flying knives jumped out of the leather bag. Under the fluctuation of the fingers, they formed a three-knife chain effect and shot at Yang Mingxuan with lightning speed.

The opponent is Xuanjing Si Dusi, who has a high position and unfathomable strength.

Zhang Lingfeng took action without any scruples, and there was no need to worry about hurting Yang Mingxuan.

Three flying knives were thrown out, and three more were shot out of the leather bag. The flying knives freely changed their trajectories in the air, creating a flying fish effect, and shot at Yang Mingxuan quickly and unregulated.

"Howl!"

Yang Mingxuan drew his sword.

As soon as the knife was unsheathed, the harsh sound of the knife seemed to be able to affect the trajectory of the flying knife, and actually caused the flying knife to tremble.

"Howl!"

Yang Mingxuan slashed with his sword.

The shadow of the knife contained powerful covering power, and it continuously slashed at the flying knife at a faster speed.

Three consecutive sword strikes were easily blocked by him.

The three flying knives that created the flying fish effect failed to break through his sword defense.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

Zhang Lingfeng didn't panic.

Three flying knives were thrown out again in succession. This time, there was an obvious sense of stagnation between each flying knife.

At the same time, the throwing knives formed a phantom in the air. One flying knife turned into two flying knives. It was obvious that three flying knives were thrown out one after another, but in the end they turned into six flying knives competing to shoot at Yang Mingxuan. .

"Thousand Shadows Flying Knife!" Yang Mingxuan said in shock.

Zhang Lingfeng really learned Ao Dagang's true skills.

His swordsmanship makes rapid and continuous cuts.

The "six" flying knives did not let him get into trouble, and he also shot down the flying knives in a relatively easy way.

Zhang Lingfeng saw that Yang Mingxuan's sword technique seemed to contain a potential energy, and his speed in a three-foot space was far faster than that of a warrior of the same level.

His own flying knife seemed to be unable to move faster than him.

This was something Zhang Lingfeng had never thought of before.

"Did Ao Dagang only teach you this skill?"

Yang Mingxuan stimulated.

It felt like Zhang Lingfeng didn't use all his strength.

Hear the words.

Zhang Lingfeng took a deep breath.

The power of the resonance of breath and blood was like locking all the flying knives in the leather bag, and more than a dozen flying knives jumped out of the leather bag one after another.

They flew towards Yang Mingxuan.

With the blessing of the destiny that every move must hit, every flying knife can lock Yang Mingxuan. Yang Mingxuan has no other choice but to resist and catch it.

This trick works every time.

When Yang Mingxuan saw so many flying knives coming at him, he instinctively wanted to dodge. Although his sword skills were fast, if he wanted to shoot down more than a dozen flying knives in a short period of time, he would lose his grace and composure.

But the idea just occurred.

Yang Mingxuan caught a locked smell appearing on the flying knife.

He was surprised by this.

Obviously he didn't expect this situation to happen.

The last time Xiao Wu and Zhang Lingfeng fought, he asked Xiao Wu why he didn't hide afterward. Xiao Wu said he couldn't. At that time, he thought Xiao Wu was not fast enough.

Experience it for yourself now.

Only then did Yang Mingxuan realize that the flying knife thrown by Zhang Lingfeng had invisibly formed a potential energy, a lingering potential energy.

"Howl!"

For this reason, he used his sword skills to the extreme.

The sound of the sword was deafening, and the dazzling light of the sword filled the entire courtyard. Chen Duling and Zhang Ju looked horrified, feeling that Yang Mingxuan's sword skills had already formed an artistic conception, and they were not in a position to provoke them.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Zhang Lingfeng knew that Yang Mingxuan was very powerful. After throwing a dozen flying knives, he threw seventeen more flying knives. In just a few shots, half of the flying knives in the leather bag had been lost.

Fortunately, with the blessing of the destiny that every move would hit, Yang Mingxuan lost his composure. Although his sword skills were as fast as ever, he became a little impatient and even rushed towards Zhang Lingfeng.

Obviously he realized that he would suffer a lot if he continued to stand there and wait for Zhang Lingfeng to throw the flying knife.

No matter what, he is Xuanjing Sidusi, how can he let Zhang Lingfeng's flying knife break through the defense.

Zhang Lingfeng stayed calm.

He carries a total of ninety-seven throwing knives. Each one is very small and hidden in the leather bag on his waist, making it extremely convenient to collect.

Seeing that the numbers can disrupt Yang Mingxuan's sword skills.

He threw seventeen throwing knives again.

Three consecutive throws, more than fifty throwing knives have been used.

Yang Mingxuan's progress was blocked.

The sword light formed a curtain of light in front of him, and the sound of muscles and bones roared out from Yang Mingxuan's limbs.

He seemed to be surrounded by enemies on all sides, using his sword skills to form a strong defense.

The shadow of the knife is airtight.

Zhang Lingfeng realized that no matter how many flying knives he threw together, they could not break through Yang Mingxuan's layer of knife shadow.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

So he calmed down and threw out the knives, pouring the energy and blood of his seventy-six dragon elephants into each flying knife.

Let the flying knives thrown out at this moment, among the dozens of flying knives, look like assassins in the night.

He wanted to take advantage of the chaos to break through Yang Mingxuan's sword shadow.

"Keng!"

"Keng!"

Unfortunately, Yang Mingxuan's sword skills formed a self-defense, like a wall in front of Zhang Lingfeng. Even if he tried his best to shoot the flying knife, he could not break through the shadow of the knife.

Yang Mingxuan's long knife could always hit the flying knife at the critical moment.

The flying knives in Zhang Lingfeng's leather bag decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He was not reconciled.

He spent all his time practicing, getting up early and going late every day, but he couldn't even break through a person's sword shadow. At this moment, Zhang Lingfeng seemed to have forgotten Yang Mingxuan's identity and was immersed in his own training.

He threw the remaining flying knives one by one.

There is an obsession in my heart, no matter what, I must break through the knife shadow in front of me.

Led by this obsession, Zhang Lingfeng used all his strength with every strike, eager to dig out the power in his limbs.

With each flying knife shot out of his hand.

The potential from within the body gradually exploded at this moment.

The intermittent heat flow that appeared in the limbs and bones and came from the bones was gradually connected in series with Zhang Lingfeng's continuous throwing movements.

In the end, a force that can move freely appeared in the limbs and bones.

This is the response from the very core.

It is also a sign of opening the bone phase.

Zhang Lingfeng spent all his time practicing, driven by his obsession, the blessing of He Shui Cheng Qi Cheng's destiny, and the stimulation of Yang Mingxuan.

His breakthrough seemed to be a matter of course, without any sloppiness. Everything seemed to come naturally and naturally, which was amazing.

The power from the limbs and bones first appeared in Zhang Lingfeng's perception.

He saw one hundred and fifty-two dragon elephants.

I also saw the roaring power of Gen Gu.

"Howl!"

The last flying knife jumped out of the leather bag, and under Zhang Lingfeng's fingers, it cut through the sky like a meteor, carrying a deafening roar and shot towards Yang Mingxuan.

(End of this chapter)