Marvel: I can extract props from the heavens

Although I know that these Westerners speak straightforwardly, perhaps pointing out Feng Yuxiu's shortcomings in swordsmanship is just a guest officer's narration without any malice. But Shang Wen feels that you are here to check my background, so it’s not okay to say so. This is a matter of siding with one another.

"Wait here and I'll teach you some sword skills. If you still can't beat this foreigner, I'll give you two more years of work."

Ignoring Feng Yuxiu's disbelieving expression, Shang Wen went to the basement. When he came out, he was holding an ancient book and wearing special gloves on his hands.

"He sat down cross-legged and felt angry in his dantian."Shang Wen played tricks with a serious look on his face.

"Close your eyes, hold your breath and concentrate."

Feng Yuxiu, who didn't know why, did as he was told.

Then, Shang Wen turned his hand, and the book in his hand was slapped on Feng Yuxiu's forehead.

The moment he turned his hand, Feng Yuxiu noticed the movement and hesitated. There was no resistance for a moment.

Then, the book disappeared as soon as it touched Feng Yuxiu's body, and Shang Wen's hand on his head kept shaking as if it was cramped.

Frank knew what he was doing, sat aside and drank Watch him pretending while drinking beer.

FengXiu felt that his mind was suddenly enlightened, and countless exquisite sword moves were constantly drilled into his mind. It was as clear as if he had practiced it countless times since he was a child. He had personally experienced a special skill granted by the gods. Oh no, it was granted by Shang Wen.

"this...How is this going?"

Feng Yuxiu asked in shock.

"Didn't I say that I can't afford to disgrace that person, so I'll teach you a few tricks and ask you to go out and defeat him. I don't want to see him show off."

Feng Yuxiu somewhat believes what Shang Wen said before. He is not afraid that he will challenge him. With such ability, he really does not have to worry about his three-legged cat skills. Could it be that he has made a mistake? Shang Wen is really clever but not skilled. Master?

Looking at him still looking like he couldn't believe it, Shang Wen told him

"Just go out and give it a try. Don't play the trick of 'difference between superiority and life and death' again, go ahead."

Feng Yuxiu went out, Frank asked curiously

"What props did you give him? It looks amazing, but your acting is too exaggerated, like a drug addict holding his urine while receiving electroshock therapy." What did you say before? These foreigners really have mean mouths.

"There is a sword manual called [Gust Wind Quick Sword], which even if you don’t understand, it is a sword technique created by Feng Yuxiu’s ancestor Feng Buping. That man was originally an apprentice of the Huashan Sect, but later failed in the power struggle and was exiled. , but his swordsmanship is still good."

Shang Wen's narration in a combination of Chinese and Western style gave Frank a rough idea of ​​what the Five Mountains Sword Sect is and what the battle of sword energy is. Frank seemed to understand. As the two of them talked, they could only hear the sound of swords whistling outside. It came more and more fiercely, the sound of the sword mixed with the sound of wind, surging like the waves, and the sword whistle passed faster and faster.

Before, Jacques would give some advice from time to time during the sword fight, but this time there was no sound at all.

The two walked outside the grocery store, I saw that Jacques's face was pale at this time, and his previous confident expression was completely gone. He was struggling to support himself under Feng Yuxiu's sword.

He was like a small boat in the wind and waves, being held by the sword in Feng Yuxiu's hand. The impact was shaky, as if it was about to overturn at any moment amid the panic of heavenly power. The dense sword light was like thunder in the storm, appearing and disappearing in the rolling dark clouds. There were a total of one hundred and eight styles of this violent sword, one Each move is faster than the next, and the next is more powerful than the next. After the sword technique is used, it is as unstoppable as a giant ship with full speed.

In terms of ability alone, Feng Yuxiu relies on his current skills and equips him with some equipment. , finding a position in the Avengers is not a big problem.

Shang Wen was afraid that Jacques would be decapitated by mistake, so he quickly called a stop.

"Feng Yuxiu, stop.

The competition is over, Mr. Jacques, are you ready to fulfill your promise?"

Jacques' face was ashen. He couldn't believe that his swordsmanship, which he had been immersed in for decades, was surpassed by someone in just a few minutes, and he was surpassed in a ruthless and crushing way.

Shang Wen was very tasteless and added fuel to the fire.

"And I don’t agree with your opinion. I think it’s not that his swordsmanship has too many feints, but rather too few. When every sword is so powerful, there is no distinction between false and real moves. Every sword is killing. Recruit, what do you think? Mr. Jacques."

Shang Wen doesn't know anything about swordsmanship. These words are just made up to criticize people. But he won, so he was right to fart. Jacques actually thought seriously about what Shang Wen said. He felt that this stupid foreigner was going to He was led astray, just like the old New York man who was led astray by his Shang Wen accent.

Feng Yuxiu fought heartily. He never thought that the swordsmanship could be as powerful as the wind and the clouds, and so unreasonable. , Shang Wen’s slap brought him to another different realm of kung fu, he said with sincerity