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Lin Feng and Mr. Hong chatted for half an hour and felt that he benefited a lot.

There is a world of difference between practicing martial arts with someone teaching and without someone teaching.

At this time, the maid Yue'e came in with a large pot of stewed meat.

"Brother Lin Feng, you can chat with the master later.

Eat something first, fill your stomach, and the injury will heal faster."

Lin Feng smelled the aroma of meat, and his stomach gurgled twice.

"Thank you, sister Yue'e." Lin Feng sat down at the table and prepared to eat.

The maid Yue'e said: "Brother Lin Feng, don't be polite to me. This meat is all sent to us by you."

Lin Feng picked up the chopsticks and looked at the maid Yue'e and Mr. Hong, "Don't you want to eat some?"

Mr. Hong said: "Eat it yourself, we just had lunch before you came."

Lin Feng smelled it carefully, and there was a medicinal aroma mixed with the meat aroma. Some herbs were added when stewing the meat.

It's different to have a master. The food they eat is more exquisite than yours.

"Then I won't be polite." Lin Feng picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

In a short while, he finished the whole pot of meat. The tendons, the brains, the joints and the cartilage were all eaten by Lin Feng.

He just bit the bones and swallowed them into his stomach.

"It smells so good! Sister Yue'e's cooking skills are really good."

It seems that few people praise the maid Yue'e's cooking skills. The maid Yue'e smiled when she heard Lin Feng's praise.

"Brother Lin Feng likes to eat. Usually, you come to serve the master more often. I will make a pot for you every time you come."

"Yeah." Lin Feng nodded, "The master just said that he asked you to teach me the basic swordsmanship in a while. If I can get started in one month, the master will accept me as his apprentice."

The maid Yue'e looked at Mr. Hong with a puzzled face.

What does the master mean?

Is it a test for entry?

When I was practicing the basic swordsmanship, it took two years to get started.

Asking Brother Lin Feng to learn in one month, isn't that equivalent to a direct rejection?

For the world's top genius, it's good enough to learn in one month.

Mr. Hong gave the maid Yue'e a look that said "don't bother me".

The maid Yue'e understood that Mr. Hong didn't want to accept a disciple, but only wanted to teach Brother Lin Feng a basic sword technique.

Basic sword technique is at least a lower-level martial art, and it is the foundation of all sword techniques of the Sword Sect.

It is said that if you can practice the basic sword technique to the ninth level, you will be able to practice other sword techniques of the Sword Sect at a rapid pace.

Moreover, the lethality of the basic sword technique is not weak, which is far stronger than those inferior martial arts.

If Brother Lin learns the basic sword technique, he will have no problem protecting himself.

Mr. Hong seems to be in a good mood today.

Seeing Lin Feng finish a bowl of meat, he smiled and said, "Xiao Feng is quite a eater. His gastrointestinal function is strong, so he can get twice the result with half the effort when practicing martial arts."

"Hehe." Lin Feng chuckled twice, "I can eat another bowl."

He was not bragging. Because of his injury, he digested food very quickly.

After eating a bowl of meat, he had already digested most of it, and his stomach didn't even swell.

After taking medicine and eating, his injuries have improved a lot, and his life attribute has recovered to ten.

"Oh?" Mr. Hong looked at Lin Feng's flat stomach and couldn't help but marvel. His ability to digest food is far beyond that of ordinary people. It seems that Lin Feng does have some talent for martial arts.

Unfortunately, he is indeed a little old.

The big sects usually train disciples from a young age, and they start practicing martial arts at the age of four or five.

Hearing Lin Feng say that he was not full, the maid Yue'e raised her eyebrows and pinched her waist and said, "Brother Lin Feng, do you mean to blame Yue'e for not cooking enough?"

Lin Feng quickly said, "It's because the food cooked by sister Yue'e is too delicious. I have never eaten such delicious food since I was a child, so I feel a little unsatisfied."

The maid Yue'e laughed, "Humph, you are good at talking."

Mr. Hong also smiled and said, "Okay, stop making trouble and go to the yard together.

Before it gets dark, Yue'e, you will teach Xiaofeng the basic swordsmanship.

Xiaofeng, learn as much as you can."

Lin Feng carried Mr. Hong to the yard, and the maid Yue'e took out a wooden sword.

Mr. Hong put away his smile and said to Lin Feng solemnly: "Xiao Feng, don't tell anyone about the martial arts I taught you.

You are not allowed to pass on the martial arts I taught you to anyone.

This is all for your own good.

Can you do it?"

Lin Feng also said solemnly: "I can do it."

"Okay." Mr. Hong nodded and looked at the maid Yue'e next to him.

"Yue'e, show Xiao Feng the basic sword moves first."

Mr. Hong looked at Lin Feng again, "Xiao Feng, there are 108 basic sword moves.

You have to practice these 108 sword moves before you can learn the mind method.

The time for learning the moves and the mind method is also counted within the one-month time we agreed on."

Lin FengHe clasped his fists and said, "I understand, boy."

The maid Yue'e curled her lips. The master really didn't want to accept Brother Lin Feng as his apprentice. This was too harsh.

It was good enough to master the 108 sword techniques in a month.

At first, I practiced for half a month before I could remember the 108 basic sword techniques.

Mr. Hong said, "Yue'e, you start, Xiaofeng, watch carefully."

Swish, swish, swish, Yue'e took the wooden sword and began to perform basic sword techniques.

In order to make Lin Feng see clearly, she slowed down a bit.

Lin Feng stared at the sword in Yue'e's hand.

The basic sword techniques were indeed basic enough, all of which were basic moves of chopping, slashing and stabbing, but there were explanations for the angles and strength, and there were still many details.

Yue'e quickly performed a set of sword techniques.

If Lin Feng used his brain to remember, he could only remember ten or eight moves at most, and they might not be standard.

But Lin Feng had a system.

Lin Feng watched the swordplay demonstrated by Yue'e, and the information of basic swordplay appeared in the martial arts column of his attribute panel.

Basic swordplay (moves) (lower level) (not yet entry-level).

This means that he has learned the moves of basic swordplay, but he does not have the mental method.

Every move of basic swordplay is engraved in his mind.

After Yue'e performed the basic swordplay, Mr. Hong looked at Lin Feng and asked, "Xiao Feng, how much do you remember?"

Lin Feng felt that since he wanted to become a disciple, he had to show his extraordinary talent.

Otherwise, at his age and with poor talent, who would be willing to accept him as a disciple?

Which teacher doesn't like the kind of disciple who can learn after watching it once?

So Lin Feng said, "Sir, I remember it all."

Mr. Hong frowned, obviously thinking that Lin Feng was bragging.

Mr. Hong felt that his talent was top-notch, and his family heritage was also first-class.

It is impossible to remember the basic swordplay after watching it once.

Back then, his senior brother demonstrated it to him three times before he could barely remember the 108 basic sword techniques.

Even so, his master and senior brothers were shocked.

Most people need to learn this sword technique for half a month just to learn the moves.

The maid Yue'e next to him didn't believe that Lin Feng could remember it after watching it once.

"Brother Lin Feng, don't brag.

It's your turn to demonstrate next.

It doesn't matter if you remember fewer moves, no one will laugh at you here.

Don't make random gestures, the master hates people who brag the most."

Lin Feng touched his nose unconsciously.

Is his talent so bad in their eyes?

Why don't they believe in him?

Mr. Hong seemed a little unhappy, closed his eyes and said, "Well, then, you demonstrate it once, Yue'e, give him the sword."