Ji Han Grand Commander

Chapter 12. Fighting against Zhang Fei
"hiss……"

Feng Xi was painting on a piece of brocade in his house when he suddenly shuddered for no apparent reason.

"What's going on? Did my spider sense kick in? That doesn't make sense. It doesn't make sense that someone would want to hurt me."

Feng Xi muttered a few words, looked around, and seeing that everything was normal, he treated it as an accident and continued to paint with the brush.

Zhang Nan's suggestion was not just to drag Feng Xi into the water. First, Zhang Nan and Feng Xi knew each other well, and Zhang Nan knew that Feng Xi would definitely not refuse the opportunity to learn from a master.

Secondly, Zhang Nan felt that he couldn't just be trained by Zhang Fei without letting Feng Xi enjoy it as well. He would definitely feel uncomfortable doing so.

Thirdly, Zhang Nan also wanted to see the power of Feng Xi's miraculous spear skills that he got from nowhere, so he took advantage of Zhang Fei to see what level Feng Xi was at now.

"So where is your general now?"

Zhang Fei looked around but couldn't see where Feng Xi was.

"Third General, General Feng has returned to the city for work, but I know where he lives. I will show you the way."

Zhang Nan chuckled inwardly, looked righteous, and left with Zhang Fei, leaving Wang Ji and Li Chong looking at each other in bewilderment.

"Okay, that's it for the distillation method and the salt making method."

Feng Xi looked at the results of his nearly hour's work with satisfaction.

Various machines and operating procedures were already drawn on the pieces of silk in front of me. The main function of distillation at this stage is to extract high-purity alcohol and clean water. I plan to try it again and find a glass craftsman to make a set of equipment.

The method of making salt is a national treasure. Although Sichuan is not as close to the sea, there is still underground brine, which is enough for braising or salting, and it is even more convenient when combined with the distillation method.

"Huh, it's finally over. This way, as long as there is a finished product, I can also get a share of the current catering business with this technology."

Feng Xi still had countless ideas in his mind, but he had to take it step by step. He also had the idea of ​​using water to make water mills and water anvils, but firstly, he was in a low position and his words were not taken seriously, and secondly, if he showed so many technologies at once, it would probably attract too much attention, and with limited conditions, so it was better to take it slowly.

"Xiu Yuan! Xiu Yuan! Are you home?"

Zhang Nan's voice coming from outside the house made Feng Xi a little strange. Could it be that something important happened in the army?
Thinking of this, Feng Xi put away the silk, opened the door, and prepared to see what was going on.

"Wenjin, what's the matter?"

When Feng Xi opened the door, he saw Zhang Nan, who was smiling brightly, and a dark-faced man who was as tall as an iron tower, following behind him. Although his hair and beard were all white, he exuded a terrifying aura of oppression.

"Third General?"

Feng Xi was not sure why the famous Zhang Fei would suddenly come to his house with Zhang Nan.

"I just had a sparring match with Wen Jin, and he told me that you, Xiu Yuan, are an expert in spearmanship, so I, Old Zhang, can't wait to see what you can do with me."

On the way here, Zhang Nan fooled Zhang Fei again, saying that Feng Xi used to use a knife, but today it seemed that he had a dream in which an immortal taught him martial arts, so he suddenly gave up the knife and used a gun, and he used the spear with superb skills, which made Zhang Fei's expectations higher and higher.

"You, your mouth is really a big pair of pants."

Feng Xi cursed Zhang Nan helplessly, but Zhang Nan didn't take it seriously and looked at Feng Xi with a smile. "General San is also excited to see the prey. Besides, Xiu Yuan, don't you want to compete with the world-famous Yanren Zhang Yide to see how far you are from those famous generals?"

Zhang Nan's words really made Feng Xi a little tempted. After all, although he thought that his spear skills could rival the Five Tigers after mastering them, he had never actually seen what level the Five Tigers were at. For a warrior, it was a taboo to work behind closed doors.

"What you said does make some sense. Besides, since the Third General is here, I can't refuse. Please come in, Third General."

Feng Xi opened the door and let the two people in. Zhang Nan walked in without hesitation and went to the open space in the backyard where they practiced martial arts. Feng Xi then took Zhang Fei and moved there as well.

"Come on, young man Feng, I don't have the advantage of weapons either. I'll use your spear here and let me see if you are as mysterious as Wen Jin said."

Zhang Fei still hung the snake spear on the side of his horse, and pulled out a long spear from Feng Xi's weapon rack to fight against the other party's spear.

Zhang Fei just stood there casually, signaling Feng Xi to attack first. Feng Xi was not polite and stabbed out tentatively. He did not use his full strength in this stab, so he could change his moves at any time.

As expected, Zhang Fei responded with attack, swinging his spear like a snake spear and using the same chopping and killing moves as a snake spear.

Feng Xi was not at all panicked. He took a step back slightly, easily avoiding Zhang Fei's spear, and stepped forward again. With a flick of the spear, three afterimages, real or fake, pierced Zhang Fei's chest, heart, and abdomen.

"drink!"

Zhang Fei shouted loudly, and actually used his terrifying wrist strength to pull back the spear, which should have been outdated, and slammed heavily into the three real and fake spear flowers.

"Oh my god, this Zhang Fei really has some amazing strength."

Feng Xi was defeated by Zhang Fei's force, and the fingers holding the gun were hurt by the recoil. He couldn't help but mutter a few words in his heart.

Feng Xi learned from experience and made full use of his agile spear skills to fight with Zhang Fei, waiting for an opportunity to find Zhang Fei's flaws.

Unfortunately, Zhang Fei's experience was far from ordinary. Facing Feng Xi's violent attack, he seemed foolish. Like a stubborn stone, he used seemingly simple means to resolve Feng Xi's attack and counterattacked a few times when he had time.

"Huh...huh..."

The two sides fought fiercely for nearly half an hour. Feng Xi was exhausted and voluntarily admitted defeat. Zhang Fei was also sweating and panting. After all, old people are not as strong as their bones. Zhang Fei was already over fifty years old at this time and did not have the physical strength he had when he fought with Ma Chao at Jiameng Pass.

"General Feng's spearmanship is indeed superb. Although he is a little unfamiliar with it, the exquisiteness of the spearmanship itself can be seen from it. If he can hone his skills a little, General Feng's spearmanship will definitely not be inferior to mine."

Just as the two were panting, a comment came from the direction of the gate. The three people in the courtyard looked and saw a handsome middle-aged man in plain clothes who looked quite elegant but could not hide the heroic spirit between his brows.

"Zilong? When did you come? I, Old Zhang, have been looking for you for quite some time today and couldn't find you."

Zhang Fei was breathing heavily, looking at Zhao Yun with some surprise. He couldn't find him himself, so how come he saw him in the city now?
"I happened to pass by and heard the sound of a martial arts competition and Third Brother's angry shouts in the courtyard, so I came here uninvited. I hope General Feng will forgive me. Third Brother didn't spar with me today, but it's just right that General Feng can do it for me."

Zhao Yun naturally recognized Feng Xi. These generals stationed outside Chengdu were very familiar with each other, but Zhao Yun had never seen Feng Xi behave like this before.

"Zilong's evaluation is fair. Feng boy, practice more. If you can master this set of immortal skills to perfection, I am afraid that I, Old Zhang, will not be your opponent now. Alas, it's a pity that you were born 20 years too late."

Zhang Fei also highly approved of Zhao Yun's evaluation, and felt it was a pity that he could not have a battle with Feng Xi in his peak period.

(End of this chapter)