Chapter 203 2 Letters

"Shh!"

A hero in the rivers and lakes glanced at the window of the restaurant inadvertently, and immediately made a silent action.

The people who were arguing looked back and saw a black-haired boy wearing a purple brocade robe sitting by the window of the restaurant.

The young man has handsome features, is pouring his own drink, and the treasured saber, which is nearly one person tall, is particularly eye-catching.

"I didn't expect that there is a student from the inner courtyard of Ziyang Academy here." Someone whispered.

The others nodded and lowered their voices.

In front of others, it is not a good thing to discuss that the other party's college will be at the bottom of the Xinjie Conference.

The black-haired boy was Luo Feng. After the extermination of the Red Blood Village, he hurried day and night, passed the restaurant, and came in to rest.

"Xinjie Conference is the last one..."

Luo Feng put down his chopsticks, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were calm.

He could hear the conversation just now. If it was ten days ago, he was still a little worried.

Now that he heard these remarks again, he no longer cared about it.

His Tianbeng Boxing has reached the first level, and he has already touched the threshold of the general trend, and his strength has improved a lot. Even against the eighth-level underworld powerhouse, he has the confidence to fight!

"Speaking of the four new heroes, I don't know if you have heard of it. Some time ago, someone found the body of the 'Deadly Greed Wolf' Du Lang outside Wind Howl City!"

"I also heard about this. It is rumored that his entire chest was pierced, and his body was horrible! Last time he followed Ji Wu at the Nanfeng Auction House, he should have died under Ji Wu's sword!"

"Tsk tsk, Du Lang is an eighth-level underworld powerhouse, yet he would be killed by Ji Wu..."

"It's no trivial matter that Ji can't comprehend the 'Sword Intent'. In this way, he may be able to threaten the 'Tianxiang Girl' He Qin!"

Thorns can't...

Luo Feng's ears moved slightly, remembering the fierce aura he felt in Wind Howl City.

The aura of a sword unsheathed is hard to forget.

Although we have never met,

But he was sure that the person who felt it that time was the spine!

"I don't know my general trend, but against him, there is a good chance of winning."

At this time, Luo Feng was full of food and drink, and left a piece of silver on the table.

After a day and a night, Luo Feng returned to the academy.

After handing in the task at Jiyang Hall, Luo Feng returned to the small courtyard and wanted to take advantage of the remaining few days to consolidate the general situation.

...

In the small courtyard, the rainwater has filled the dry pool.

Luo Feng sat cross-legged beside the pool, the tiger soul sword was squared on his knees, his eyes were slightly closed, and the mysterious light flickered in his pupils, and the whole person entered a mysterious and mysterious ethereal state.

The early morning breeze blew across the pool and wrinkled the clear water. In Luo Feng's perception, the wind was no longer flowing, the water was rippling without waves, and the whole world seemed to stand still.

His mind was completely immersed in this wonderful state, Luo Feng seemed to be out of his body, overlooking everything around him, comprehending the various mysterious changes between movement and stillness.

In perception, when the world flows again, Luo Feng suddenly opened his eyes.

hum!

A treacherous wave spread from his body, and a phantom of a treasured saber appeared on him. The Tiger Soul Saber kept beating, as if being pulled by an invisible force, and fell into Luo Feng's hands with a swoosh.

chi chi chi...  

The moment he held the Tiger Soul Sword, the giant blade Xuyin immediately retracted into the sword.

In an instant, an invisible energy strangled around Luo Feng, as if a mountain of knives rolled over, and the ground instantly dropped half a foot out of thin air.

"The general trend is like a knife, I don't know when the general trend will be truly completed..."

Luo Feng felt that his general trend had consolidated a lot, but there was still a long way to go before the real general trend.

The body shook, Luo Feng restrained his breath, as if a treasured sword was sheathed, the edge was gone, and it was difficult for outsiders to detect.

bang bang...

There was a knock on the door outside the yard.

Luo Feng thought it was Bing Ruolan and said loudly, "Come on!"

When the courtyard door was opened, a student in the uniform of the outer courtyard appeared in front of Luo Feng's eyes. It was Chen Yan, who was in charge of the college's correspondence.

"Senior Brother Luo Feng, I have two letters from you." Chen Yan looked at Luo Feng's inner court uniform with envious eyes, and handed over two letters.

Luo Feng's eyes flashed with surprise. At this time, someone wrote to him.

After taking the letter, Luo Feng gave Chen Yan two bottles of Ningyuan Dan, and turned around to close the courtyard door.

"It's teaching!"

Opening the first letter, Luo Feng raised his brows.

The handwriting on the letter is very wild, with a faint fragrance, and the three characters Ji Wuyue are written at the inscription.

Since Ji Wuyue left the academy and went to participate in the Golden Palace assessment, there has been no news for two months, Luo Feng hurriedly read the contents of the letter.

"Luo Feng, I have passed the assessment and become a disciple of the Tianjian Temple. I will keep your gift of Dan in my heart."

"I'm very happy to hear that you have become a student of the Qianlong List. I originally wanted to watch the Xinjie Conference and cheer for you, but unfortunately, you cannot leave the academy within three months of becoming a disciple of the Golden Temple. It's a pity, we can only meet again in the future. ."

"Also, Duanmu Ji will go to Yunlan Peak in the near future. This man is ruthless, and he is likely to attack you, you must be careful! Remember!"

Luo Feng read the content of the letter, a beautiful figure flashed in his mind, and smiled faintly.

"Teacher has indeed become a student of the Golden Temple."

Slowly exhaling, Luo Feng's eyes fell on the word "Duanmuji" on the letter, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

He was almost killed by Duanmuji in the Smelting Mountain Range that day. He never forgot about it, but his strength was not good, so he kept it in his heart.

Now that his cultivation base has stepped into the peak of the Seventh-layer Treasure Realm, he is only one step away from the Eighth-layer Underworld Realm.

Taking a deep breath, Luo Feng's mind gradually calmed down.

Duanmuji is a middle stage powerhouse in the eighth-level underworld realm. Although he is not afraid of the opponent, it is still somewhat difficult for him to win.

"You have to work hard to cultivate."

Luo Feng shook his head and took out the second letter.

On the envelope was written four characters written by Luo Feng himself. The brushwork was vigorous and the force penetrated the back of the paper. One could see the skill of the person who wrote it.

Father……

Luo Feng recognized the writing on the envelope, his eyes moved slightly, and he hurriedly opened the envelope.

The content of the letter is extremely simple, with only two sentences: Your mother and I are heading to Yunlan Peak. Don't miss it!

"Father, they will also go to watch the Xinjie Conference!"

Luo Feng was startled when he looked at the contents of the envelope. After a while, he calmed down, shook the letter paper, and said with a smile:

"It seems that this competition must be won. It's better to take advantage of the Xinjie Conference to get the title of No. 1 Xinjie, and let my father and mother enjoy it! I don't want to lose face in front of them."

Luo Feng made up his mind, put away the envelope, and started practicing immediately.

The peak cultivation base of the Seventh Layer Treasure Realm is still somewhat ordinary. If he can step into the eighth-level underworld, no one in the four major colleges should be his opponent. Even if he encounters Duanmuji, there is still hope of victory.

In the morning, Luo Feng meditated and practiced in the small courtyard, condensing the general trend.

At noon, Luo Feng continued to consolidate Tianbeng Fist.

In the evening, Luo Feng went to Ziling Peak to practice the Dragon Step and the Heavenly Demon Sword Technique.

Three more days have passed in this way, and there are still two days left before the Xinjie Conference.

This morning, Luo Feng was meditating and condensing the general trend. After a few days of practice, his martial arts and cultivation have improved, but it is still impossible to break through the barriers in a short time.

dong dong dong...

Suddenly, a distant bell came from the direction of the academy.

Luo Feng opened his eyes and said to himself, "It looks like I'm going to Yunlan Peak."

Every year, the venue of the Xinjie Conference was held at the head of the last four colleges.

Last year's Xinjie Conference, Tianlan College came out on top, so this year's New Year's Conference was held at Ziyang College on Yunlan Peak.

Luo Feng stood up from the ground, returned to the room, took some clothes and some necessities, and walked towards the academy square with the door.

On the flat and magnificent academy square, it is already crowded with people. On the high platform in the middle, there are nine figures standing on the Qianlong list. The cultivation base has obviously stabilized at the peak of the Seventh Layer Treasure Realm.

Behind Ziyuan, followed by Yang Hong, the 'Double Swordsman', Xu Mei, the Flower Picker, Bing Ruolan...

"Luo Feng! Why are you here!"

Bing Ruolan was resting her toes on her toes and looking forward, when she saw Luo Feng, she shook her little hand.

The other students next to him saw a trace of envy in their eyes when they saw such a scene.

As one of the three beauties of the academy, Bing Ruolan is also known as "Bingshan Beauty" in private in addition to the reputation of 'Jade-legged Fairy'. He rarely looks at others, let alone greets people so enthusiastically.

Luo Feng didn't pay attention to the gazes around him, touched his nose, and walked closer: "I have been practicing in seclusion for the past few days. I heard the bell just now and knew that I was leaving for Yunlan Peak today."

"No wonder I haven't seen you these days." Bing Ruolan smiled.

At this time, Dean Zi Hongyuan came over, just heard the conversation just now, and couldn't help asking: "Luo Feng, have you made any progress during this time?"

Zi Hongyuan has also heard a lot of discussions about the Xinjie Conference in the arena. Although he also knows that winning is not easy, he can't help but look forward to it.

The only people who have the hope to compete for the title of the four new heroes are Luo Feng and Ziyuan.

Luo Feng said bluntly: "The cultivation base has not improved much, but I have cultivated the 'Tian Beng Fist' to the first level."

"Tianbengquan! This is Xuan-level low-grade martial arts?"

Hearing this, Zi Hongyuan took a breath of cold air and stared at Luo Feng in a stunned manner.

Luo Feng nodded, there is no need to hide this kind of thing, his biggest trump card is the general trend.

Seeing Luo Feng admit it, not only Zi Hongyuan, but Xu Mei and others next to him were all in disbelief.

It took half a month to cultivate into a Xuan-level low-grade martial arts, what a perverted martial arts talent!

The higher the quality of martial arts, the more difficult it will be to practice. Ordinary people give him a year to cultivate low-grade Xuan-level martial arts, and he may not be able to achieve anything.

Even Zi Hongyuan, it took five months to cultivate low-grade Xuan-level martial arts!

But compared to Luo Feng, it was still not worth mentioning.