Infinite Movie World

Chapter 39 Love Tiger Oil

With the level foundation of "smart skin" and Huang Feihong's patient and meticulous guidance, Xufeng learned very quickly.

There are a total of 108 moves in the Huhe Shuangxingquan. Xufeng only knew 10 moves before, but after an afternoon of study and training, Xufeng has already mastered 37 moves.

Huang Feihong nodded in satisfaction, "Afeng, your speed and positioning awareness are excellent, and in time, you will become a master. However, you still have to pay attention, your basic skills and strength are too weak, and your physical fitness is also poor. When facing a master, it is difficult to fight for a long time. In the future, you need to strengthen your strength and endurance training."

Xufeng cupped her fists and said, "Yes, Master."

"Also, don't think that you will be proud of defeating Yan Zhendong. Yan Zhendong just underestimated the enemy. He didn't expect your body to be so agile. When you meet him next time, it won't be so good luck."

"I understand, Master." Xufeng said humbly.

Huang Feihong stood up and pondered for a while, "Will you be disappointed if I admit defeat to Yan Zhendong?"

Xufeng raised her head and looked into Huang Feihong's eyes, "Master, I understand what you did."

A rare smile appeared on Huang Feihong's old-fashioned face. He didn't say anything, but patted Xufeng's weak shoulder three times with his broad palm.

"Dinner is ready!" Aunt Thirteen walked into the courtyard while wiping her hands, "Come and eat!"

"Come on!"

Dinner is still very rich, braised lion's head goose, pan-fried salted tofu, steamed pork ribs with black bean sauce, white-cut chicken, stewed white lung with watercress, and a pot of tripe porridge.

Xufeng sucked her nose vigorously, and said without hesitation: "Master, your cooking is really delicious."

This is not a compliment, but the truth.

Thinking about the level 2 level of this Thirteenth Aunt, she should have added all her skill points to cooking.

Of course, plot characters will not be added on their own, but the movie system has already been set up.

Aunt Thirteen smiled and gave Xufeng a piece of chopsticks to cut up a chicken, "Afeng, you are the most talkative in the whole family, let's have a chicken."

Xufeng opened her mouth and said with a wry smile: "...Thank you, Master!"

"Be good!" Aunt Thirteen blushed, not to mention how beautiful she was.

Huang Feihong frowned and said, "What's the deal, what's the deal..."

After dinner, Xufeng helped Aunt Thirteen clean up the dishes, and it was almost time to go to the banquet and watch the theater.

Huang Feihong changed into a yellow shirt, Xufeng also washed his face briefly, and the two were ready to leave.

Aunt Thirteen chased her out from the inner hall, and said with concern: "Feihong, let me go with you."

Huang Feihong said with a stern face: "When a man does things, why do you meddle with you as a woman?"

Thirteenth Aunt pouted and said, "What's wrong with the woman? Besides, I can speak English!"

"Afeng is the translator. Besides, Grandma Ding still needs your care, so go back." Huang Feihong turned and walked out of Baozhilin, not giving Thirteenth Aunt a chance to speak again.

Xufeng nodded slightly at Aunt Thirteen, turned around and caught up with Huang Feihong.

"Master, you love Mistress so much, why do you want to kill her?" Xufeng asked with a smile after turning the corner of the street.

Now that Huang Feihong's approval rate for him has reached 70%, Xu Feng dared to ask if this kind of heart-to-heart talk is needed.

Huang Feihong stopped, and sighed faintly, "I...I don't want to hurt her, but I really don't know how to express my concern. We are going to the banquet here, and there are many dangers. If she is by my side , I would be more worried."

"I understand, but, Master, you really should learn how to pick up girls." Xufeng laughed.

Huang Feihong glared at Xufeng, "It's not big or small! How decent is it!"

As he said that, he continued to walk forward, took two steps, and suddenly turned back, "You will?"

Xufeng was startled, then smiled and said, "Master, do you want to learn? I can teach you."

Huang Feihong frowned and shouted: "Hmph! Let Master learn from you? How decent!"

Then, with a straight face and hands behind his back, he walked ahead.

This old-fashioned... Xufeng shook his head with a smile, and followed.

"Master, why don't I teach you a sentence of foreign language first, and if you tell my wife, she will be very happy."

"Not learn!"

"Read after me, i.love.you."

"Love tiger oil?" Huang Feihong looked puzzled, "What do you mean?"

"Ahem...that's what you meant." Xufeng suppressed a smirk, and said solemnly: "When you see Mistress, don't forget to say hello to her."

"Love tiger oil, love tiger oil..." Huang Feihong muttered with his hands behind his back.

As soon as he walked to the long street, the smile on Xufeng's face suddenly disappeared.

Baozhilin's plaque was smashed into two pieces, one was hung on the east side of the long street, and the other was hung on the west side of the long street.

There was also a white banner hanging high above, with a line of words crookedly written on it:

Kwantung hero Yan Zhendong defeated Fushan Huang Feihong in three moves!

The anger in Xufeng's heart surged up all of a sudden.

This Yan Zhendong is really shameless!
This is clearly a reversal of black and white!
Obviously it was him, Yan Zhendong, who lost to Huang Feihong's apprentice in three strokes!
It was Huang Feihong who took the defense of foreign enemies as the most important thing, so he took the initiative to give up the false name of No. [-] in Fushan to Yan Zhendong!
This Yan Zhendong didn't want to be grateful, but twisted and propagated everywhere!
It's so shameless!
"Master!" Xufeng clenched his fists.

Huang Feihong said calmly: "Afeng, the business is important."

The top priority is to deal with Jishan and save the Fushan youth trapped on the iron boat!

Xufeng tried her best to suppress her anger, and said in a low voice: "Master, there are many people ahead, why don't we take a detour."

Huang Feihong smiled indifferently, "We behave well and sit upright, why should we care what other people think? Ah Feng, do you know what true strength is?"

"Martial arts are world-class?"

"No, the real strength is being able to be yourself and not be influenced by other people's comments."

Xufeng recollected Huang Feihong's words, and murmured: "Let him be strong, let the breeze blow the hills, let him do whatever he wants, and the bright moon shines on the river..."【Note 1】

This is the same realm of the chivalrous!

When Huang Feihong heard Xufeng's words, he turned his head in surprise, "Afeng, I didn't expect you to say such reasonable words at such a young age! Good! Good! Finally, I, Huang Feihong, have someone to succeed me! With you like this Young people, why don't we Tang people have no hope for the future! Hahahaha!"

There was a rush of heat in Xufeng's heart.

Master's recognition has increased to 80%!
Shadow energy points +5!
Xufeng never expected that a sentence that blurted out could arouse strong sympathy from Master!It even made Master feel like he had found a bosom friend!

"go!"

Huang Feihong walked into the long street with his hands behind his back and walked like a tiger.

Under the white banner, surrounded by many Fushan people, they all pointed, shook their heads and sighed.

Huang Feihong was the pride of the Fushan people. After Huang Feihong was defeated, the Foshan people naturally felt unable to hold their heads up.

When Huang Feihong came close, someone in the crowd recognized him and quickly shouted: "Master Huang!"

Swish!
All eyes were on Huang Feihong's face.

Huang Feihong cupped his hands and said with a calm smile, "Everyone, good evening."

"Master Huang! It says that you were defeated by foreigners, is it true?"

"Do you still need to ask? Master Huang is calm and calm, how could he be defeated by a foreigner?"

"Yes, it must be the guy named Yan Zhendong who slandered him!"

The people of Fushan surrounded Huang Feihong in outrage.

[Note 1]: It comes from the mental method of "Nine Suns Divine Art" in "Yi Tian Tu Long Ji".

(End of this chapter)