The Dragon from Hell

If it was just fishing, there would be nothing special about it.

But Qin Feng noticed that the man's fishing posture was very strange: he didn't hold the fishing rod quietly like most people, but held a fishing rod in each hand, stood straight at the bow, and stirred the two fishing rods gently in the water.

"Huh? What is that man doing?" Dong Gongya looked along Qin Feng's line of sight and was immediately attracted: "Is he fishing or stirring the water?"

Fishing requires a word of "quiet", but that man didn't look so quiet.

Dong Gongya was amused: "According to his fishing method, I'm afraid the fish around him are almost knocked out by him."

But she just watched for fun, and then patted Qin Feng on the shoulder: "Let's go, stop watching, we still have to find a master to learn."

Nan Hexuan didn't like to watch fun, just glanced at it lightly, and was about to leave with Dong Gongya.

They took two steps forward, but found that Qin Feng was still standing there without moving. He stopped hesitantly: "Old Qin, what are you looking at?"

Donggong Ya pushed Qin Feng's shoulder, but Qin Feng remained unmoved, just staring at the fisherman over there.

He even felt that they were too far away and couldn't see clearly enough, so he took a few more steps forward.

Standing at the dock, he could just take in every move of the man.

The man held a fishing rod in both hands and gently stirred the sea water in front of him. The sea water scattered ripples in his stirring and slowly rippled towards the surroundings...

For some reason, watching the man stirring the sea water, Qin Feng suddenly thought of something - swordsmanship.

"He is not fishing." Qin Feng reminded Donggong Ya and Nan Hexuan: "He is using swordsmanship."

"Swordsmanship?" Donggong Ya widened her eyes, and after looking at Nan Hexuan, their eyes fell on the fisherman at the same time.

"Look carefully at his stirring of the sea water and the ripples of the sea water." Qin Feng reminded.

The three people stood on the shore, quietly watching the man stirring the sea water with a fishing rod.

Qin Feng stared at the ripples, watching the ripples slowly spreading, and slowly closed his eyes.

He could hear the sound of the sea water being stirred in his ears, and in his mind, he could feel the arc of the ripples spreading.

And after he closed his eyes, he could actually "see" the sword energy of the fishing rod in the sea water.

The sword energy passed by, and every move was in front of him.

What a profound sword intention!

Qin Feng was not in a hurry to leave, but sat cross-legged on the dock, closing his eyes and "watching" the man fishing.

In his mind, every move of the man was practiced in front of him.

At the same time, he clenched his hands, as if he had a long sword in his hand.

Coincidentally, the fisherman also had two fishing rods in his hands, which were also two long swords.

Qin Feng imagined that he was holding the two swords of Sin and Punishment in his hands, and began to dance the two swords in his mind along with the sword intent stirred up by the fisherman in the sea water.

Originally, he was not used to using two swords. After all, he had only used one sword since the beginning, and he only had one Yuchang sword before.

But the sword moves of the fisherman seemed to be tailor-made for the two swords.

In theory, it is difficult for people who are used to using a single sword to get used to two swords. After all, there is a difference in the strength of the left and right hands, and one of the two swords must not be able to exert its full strength.

Qin Feng is also like this now. Sometimes he is even more flexible when using a single sword than when using two swords.

But if this is the case, then there is little point in him having both Sin and Punishment.

However, forcibly using two swords cannot fully exert the strength of the other sword, and sometimes it can even become a burden.

The sword moves made by the fisherman with the fishing rod do not have specific moves, but are more like a guide on how to integrate the two swords into one.

Qin Feng followed his method and the direction of the sword, integrated his own sword skills, and was able to instantly improve the left-hand sword to a higher level.

With the crime and punishment in hand, Qin Feng's sword moves became more and more fluent.

Comprehending the sword energy of the fisherman, Qin Feng seemed to feel the paths of the two swords.

The same sword skills are naturally different when used with the right hand and the left hand.

Using the way a man uses a two-handed sword, Qin Feng was able to use the sword skills that originally belonged to the one-handed sword completely on the two-handed sword.

The two swords each have their own sword paths, but they can be integrated and do not interfere with each other.

Everything around him was quiet, and Qin Feng was completely immersed in his imagination.

His body seemed to be integrated into the darkness in front of him, and two long swords appeared out of thin air in his hands.

It seemed that someone was watching him in front of him, staring at his every move, and said sternly from time to time: "No, do it again!"

QinFeng made a wrong move, and immediately heard that stern voice.

"Is it wrong?" Qin Feng closed his eyes and frowned slightly.

The voice in his ear sounded again: "Boy, watch carefully."

Qin Feng did not open his eyes, but still closed his eyes, but he could see a sword energy passing through the darkness, practicing a complete sword move.

This sword move was very sharp, and it looked almost the same as Qin Feng's move just now.

But Qin Feng saw the difference at a glance: "So that's it..."

With his eyes closed, Qin Feng began to practice this move again in his mind.

When he practiced the sword move according to what he "saw", the stern voice sounded again: "Well, it's not bad."

It was very quiet around, but not quiet.

How could there be no sound at the dock where people came and went? From time to time, there would even be the discussion of Donggong Ya and Nan Hexuan.

He could even hear the sound of children laughing and playing in the distance clearly.

But he just felt very quiet, so quiet that it seemed as if only the man's voice was in his ears.

The sword moves passed, and finally Qin Feng suddenly said: "The fish is hooked."

When the last move of the last sword move ended, he suddenly opened his eyes and saw the fisherman raising his rod, and a beautiful water line passed through the air, crystal clear under the sun.

At this time, the three people saw that the two fishing rods had no fish hooks or bait, not even fishing lines.

But the water line brought out a huge and fat fish, which flew out of the sea and fell directly into the bamboo basket beside the man.

When the fish fell into the bamboo basket, Donggong Ya widened her eyes, and Nan Hexuan's expression froze, and both of them looked surprised.

Only Qin Feng slowly stood up from the ground and looked at the fisherman in front of him.

The fisherman in front turned around at this time and happened to look at him.

He was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties, with a strong face.

Qin Feng bowed and said, "Thank you for your guidance, senior!"