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Chapter 202 I can't stand him

After the twelve disciples took turns to show, Chen Yingzhi gave them a quarter of an hour to practice and understand.

After guidance, many disciples have significantly improved. For example, Chen Lingfeng's Remnant Wind Palm has increased its power by 30% after using the wind.

A quarter of an hour later, everyone stood apart and carefully studied the combat physical skills demonstrated by Chen Yingzhi and the skills they would use in actual combat.

For most students with basic skills, this is not a difficult task. You have mastered it after reading it once. You can understand the essence of it with a little practice.

But Mu Yang, a newly-entered little croaker, understood where he had learned it. After learning it, he forgot the front. He finally remembered the movements but couldn't be coherent.

Until the get out of class ended, Chen Yingzhi left, but Mu Yang still didn't learn it. In desperation, he could only pull Chen Lingfeng and let him teach himself.

Chen Lingfeng was very patient, guided Mu Yang step by step, and even did a sparring exercise for him, explaining every move, every move, every detail in particular, and Mu Yang was enlightened. With one-on-one tutoring, Mu Yang finally improved a little.

The other people who did not know the truth came forward to see Chen Lingfeng solving Mu Yang's doubts, and they all came forward to it. This place seemed to have become Chen Lingfeng's after-class tutoring class.

"Senior Brother Chen, my arms are always unable to turn when I block it. Can you help me see what's going on?"

"Senior brother, where should I take the third step? I tried it for a long time but couldn't figure it out."

"Ling Feng, won't you twist your feet when you walk like this? What should I do if I can't react to this dodge?"

......

In the evening, Mu Yang was sore all over. After practicing for so long, he could almost master it under Chen Lingfeng's careful guidance.

"Sorry, Ling Feng, it delayed your afternoon." Mu Yang scratched his head awkwardly, always feeling a little sorry for Chen Lingfeng.

Chen Lingfeng waved his hand and said, "Boss, what are you saying? We don't have to do this between us. I can consolidate it. But you learned very quickly. I remember that when I first learned physical skills with my father, it took several days."

Mu Yang smiled embarrassedly, knowing that Chen Lingfeng was comforting him. He was probably only a few years old when he was learning physical skills. Mu Yang was eighteen, so how could he compare to him?

"Haha, I'm afraid I'll look for you often in the future. The fourth elder is not good at teaching. If you are not meticulous, why don't you start a tutoring class and you can charge fees or something."

"Boss, you can ask me any time if you have any questions. Just forget about the tutoring class. They are all classmates, there is no need."

After chatting for a few words, the two of them went back to their respective places.

Mu Yang still fell on the bed as usual.

Brother Dog imitated the old man's tone and sighed deeply: "Oh, you are so lazy, when will you break through? How many days have you not practiced? Alas, it really makes the dog worry-free."

After hearing this, Mu Yang was shocked and quickly turned over and sat up. He looked at the cushion and murmured: "Yes, Master has given me ten days. It's been a few days since I've been practicing much yet, darn."

Mu Yang immediately ran to the cushion and sat down, and began to practice the Nine Thunder Heart Art. If he had not made any breakthroughs in ten days, he would not know what disgusting punishment would be waiting for him.

At the same time, in the ice field in Yunmeng Realm, Qin Yun had just shot a ice and snow wolf and inserted his spear into the ice layer. He looked at the warm baby on his arms happily, "Master, this thing is so magical. After being beaten for so long, I was actually cold at all."

Zhou Qing carried his hands on his back and slowly landed in front of him, nodding and said, "Well, this thing will play a huge role in the Battle of the Eight Directions. You can use it to keep the cold when you practice in the ice field in the future."

Qin Yun and Chen Lingfeng fought here once yesterday, and it felt really cold. Unexpectedly, Master found a solution so quickly.

"Thank you, Master."

Zhou Qing shook her head and smiled bitterly, "No need to thank me. If you want to thank you, thank Muyang. This thing was developed by him."

"Mu Yang?" Qin Yun looked surprised. How could Mu Yang create such a powerful treasure?

After knowing that this thing was made by Mu Yang, he wanted to tear off the baby warm, and he was full of disgust.

Seeing that Qin Yun was in a bad mood, Zhou Qing asked, "Did you have a holiday with him?"

Qin Yun was stunned. Thinking about it carefully, except for the time he vented his anger for his younger brother, it seemed that he had really had no big holiday with Mu Yang. "Actually, there wasn't one, but I just couldn't stand him."

"Oh? Why? Although that kid's mouth is a bit broken, he seems to be pretty good." Zhou Qing and Mu Yang have known each other for a while, and they think they are quite accurate in their viewing of people. And if they are not an interesting person, how could they get along well with everyone in Luoyue Valley?

Not to mention anything else, the warm baby he made this time was not only the disciples, but even the elders, who were frowning and helpless. Only Mu Yang was alone and racked his heart to find ways to solve the problem. This kind of heart for Luoyue Valley is enough to make people feel good about it.

"I can't say it either. Actually, I have no grudges with him, but I just think I'm not the same person as him, especially with him..."

Qin Yun wanted to mention Chen Lingfeng. Every time Mu Yang and Chen Lingfeng were talking and laughing together, he was full of displeasure, but he was not stupid. This matter could not be said, and he might be misunderstood by his master.

Zhou Qing asked in confusion: "What?"

"No... nothing." Qin Yun dodged his eyes awkwardly, and his face turned red...

Zhou Qing thought he was interested in a female disciple, and he was young and energetic, which was understandable.

"Okay, since there is no grudge, I will try to contact more in the future. They are all fellow disciples. Don't forget the rules of the school. Mu Yang is still quite interesting. Don't break the friendship between fellow disciples because of your personal feelings."

"Yes, I'll remember." Of course, Qin Yun would not let go of his prejudice against Mu Yang just because of Zhou Qing's words, but today's conversation will undoubtedly plant a seed in Qin Yun's heart, waiting for him to manage it himself in the future and let it take root and sprout.

Zhou Qing cleared the battlefield and said to Chen Lingfeng: "Your style is more suitable for growing up in battle, with overbearing marksmanship and ambitions of a king. So in the next two months, you will spend most of your time fighting monsters in this ice field. I believe you will make a huge progress. Take a break and fight another one later."

"Yes." Qin Yun raised his spear and was full of momentum. In fact, he was quite talented and talented. Otherwise, he would not have been comparable to Chen Lingfeng for so many years.

"Ah Yeh!"
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