Aifei, you quack doctor

Chapter 315
Ye Fenghui walked out of the main hall of Xingyao, and went to Linqi Pavilion alone.Those who signed up for the rookie competition this time were all arranged by Zhang Fuzi in the Linqi Pavilion.

"Master, why are you here?" Seeing that Ye Feng was returning, the disciple of Linxi Pavilion guarding the gate hurriedly said, "I'll call senior brother right now." The disciple wanted to tell Mouton that Ye Feng had returned.

"No need." Ye Feng went back but the disciple guarding the door called back and said, "I'm not looking for the head of your school, I'm here to see the people who participated in the rookie contest, you can just lead me the way."

"Oh, okay, please come to the head of the door." After finishing speaking, the doorkeeper disciple led the way, and Ye Fenghui followed behind.Through the winding corridor, Ye Fenghui was led to a yard.

This courtyard is larger than ordinary courtyards, and there are seven or eight wing rooms beside the courtyard.

It was dark now, but there were still people practicing swords in the yard.Ye Fenghui stood at the gate of the courtyard and watched the person who was so focused on practicing swords that he didn't even know she was here.

"Master, this..." The guard disciple wanted to step forward to remind him, but Ye Fenghui stopped him: "No need, I'll just watch here, you go and do your work first."

"Then disciple is off to work." The guard disciple left after finishing speaking. Ye Fenghui continued to lean against the gate of the courtyard to watch the young man dance with his sword. An important point - Soul of the Sword.

A sword move without a soul can only be flamboyant fists and embroidered legs, and cannot defend against the enemy at all.

Ye Feng jumped back, and suddenly flew behind this man, and she sneaked at the man's back.The man felt the sneak attack from behind, he turned around immediately, but he didn't have time to use the sword in his hand to strike back at Ye Fenghui who was sneaking up on him.Instead, Ye Fenghui took advantage of his loopholes and pinched his throat directly.

The man blushed and said in a flustered tone, "Who are you?"

"Sword moves are the most taboo and soulless. If you haven't practiced it, you will never be able to hurt people with the sword in your hand." Ye Feng said pointingly.

"You?" The young man looked at Ye Fenghui carefully, and noticed that she was dressed in a dignified manner.When his gaze caught sight of the starless iron ring on Ye Fenghui's finger, his eyes flew away in astonishment, and he said in surprise, "You are, the head?"

Ye Fenghui, whose identity was recognized, let go of his hand. The man rubbed his neck, then cupped his fists and bowed to Ye Fenghui and said, "Gusu Murong family, Murong Jian, have met the head of Ye."

"Gusu? Murong family?" Ye Fenghui was slightly surprised when he heard the words, and asked, "Which Gusu? Which Murong?" Ye Fenghui didn't know much about the famous families here in Motian Continent, so it's no wonder she heard this The name and surname looked puzzled.

"Uh, this..." The young man explained to Ye Fenghui generously: "The Murong family of Gusu is located in Mulin, Lingnan, and is one of the four great families in the world. Our Murong family lives on the mountain, and we are indifferent. The mountains and rivers are our companions. These years in the rivers and lakes have been relatively quiet, so it’s no wonder that Ye Zhangmen doesn’t know about us.”

"I'm sorry, that's not what I meant, I..." Ye Feng smiled awkwardly, how should I answer to relieve the embarrassment, "I don't know much about these aristocratic families, so please forgive me if there is something abrupt " Ye Feng replied apologetically.

"It's okay, it's okay." The young man said, he looked three or four years younger than Ye Fenghui, probably a 16-year-old boy.But his every move, as well as the magnanimity with which he speaks, is just like an adult's demeanor.

Even though Ye Feng didn't know the well-known Gusu Murong family, Ye Feng liked this young man's generosity in his heart.

"It's so late, why do you still practice sword here alone?" Ye Feng said and looked around. In this huge courtyard, everyone else probably went to rest, except Murong Jian who was still practicing sword.

Murong Jian pinned the sword behind his back and said, "I know my own sword skills are not enough, so I want to hurry up and practice more. No, tomorrow is the Xingyao martial arts competition?"

Ye Feng nodded back, and said: "Tomorrow is the Xingyao Grand Tournament, but don't you know that the Rookie Tournament has been cancelled? The Xingyao Grand Tournament is only for the strong from all walks of life."

"What? Why didn't I know about this." Murong Jian said in surprise when she heard the words, Ye Fenghui cursed inwardly, this Mr. Zhang, do you only spread the word once for such a thing?

"What should I do? I came here all the way from thousands of miles to become Xingyao's disciple, to fulfill my father's legacy, but now..." The more Murong Jian said, the more sad she became.

"You, did you come to Xingyao for your father?" Ye Fenghui asked cautiously.

"Exactly." Speaking of his father, Murong Jian's brows and eyes were filled with a faint sorrow, and he said: "My father was also a disciple of Xingyao many years ago. After returning from his studies, he married a wife and had children in Gusu. Although My father has never been back to Xingyao Mountain in the past few years, but what he always misses is the landscape of Xingyao, and he will never forget his former teacher."

"No wonder, I saw that the way you danced the sword just now has the shadow of Xingyao swordsmanship." Ye Fenghui said.

Murong Jian lowered her head shyly, and said embarrassedly: "Let Master Ye laugh at me. I didn't practice sword properly when I was at home, and now I just learned a little bit. It's a pity that I don't have a chance now."

"Do you want the blood star shining swordsmanship?" Ye Feng asked back.

"Of course!" Murong Jian replied almost subconsciously, the yearning for Xingyao shining in his eyes could not be deceiving.

Ye Feng smiled back, and her bright smile was accompanied by her peerless face, which instantly captivated Murong Jian's heart.Murong Jian shook her head, lowered her head shyly, not daring to look directly at Ye Fenghui again.

"You look after it." After Ye Fenghui finished speaking, he quickly grabbed the sword in Murong Jian's hand, and then, under the stars and moon, in the cold wind, he danced with sassy sword moves.

Other people's sword dancing is sword dancing, but Ye Feng's sword dancing has a delicate beauty in it.Every move and style of her made Murong Jian intoxicated.

The sword dance attracted the attention of the people in the room, and more than a dozen people came out to watch Ye Feng return to the sword dance.

"Who is this person? Why is the sword move so superb?" A person said in amazement.

"What is visible is also invisible, what is invisible is what is invisible, this is the first time I have seen such an exquisite sword move in my life." Another person said in admiration.

Everyone was dumbfounded until Ye Feng returned with a sword art and swung away. The sword did not touch the pear tree, but the pear tree petals fell all over the ground to end the sword dance.

Ye Fenghui threw the sword to Murong Jian, smiled lightly, and said, "Have you seen it clearly?"

"Look, I can see clearly." Murong Jian was so surprised that he couldn't even speak clearly.

"It's okay if you don't see clearly, there will be time for you to practice in the future." After Ye Fenghui finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave. Those who came out to see the five-star iron ring on Ye Fenghui's hand immediately stepped forward and bowed to Ye Fenghui. : "Master Ye, look forward to it for a long time."

Murong Jian's excited voice said behind him: "Master Ye, what did you mean by that just now? What does it mean that there will be more time to practice in the future? What do you mean..." Murong Jian was surprised and delighted, he guessed the meaning in his heart, But dare not say it.

(End of this chapter)