Feng Yang now has the ability and rigor of a soldier in his behavior.

Gao Zhengyang asked him to clean the cave, and he acted immediately and never talked nonsense.

Before dark, clean up the cave.

Sleeping bags, food, water, weapons and other items are arranged neatly and orderly.

Gao Zhengyang saw it and was quite satisfied.

The training of Feng Yang is also due to Gao Zhengyang's evil taste.

As social creatures, humans instinctively obey order in order to be able to dissolve into the collective.

Feng Yang is another teenager. Under Gao Zhengyang's harsh training, he has achieved great results in more than ten days.

With such an obedient follower who handles all kinds of trivial matters, Gao Zhengyang also saves a lot of trouble.

But Gao Zhengyang also knew that the more obedient Feng Yang was, the more hated him in his heart.

Gao Zhengyang didn't care about this. He killed so many people from Jifeng's tribe, would he still have to be friends with Feng Yang?

What turns swords into jade and enemies into friends is easy to say.

Especially when the conflict between the two sides is unresolved, thinking about making friends with each other is purely seeking death.

Gao Zhengyang took Feng Yang with him, which had another purpose.

As for training him to be a cow and a horse, he would be boring pastimes on the way.

When the wind is busy, Gao Zhengyang often doesn’t know where he has gone.

Although Gao Zhengyang was not here, Feng Yang would never dare to run away. He was very respectful of Gao Zhengyang and felt that he was cunning and changeable, so he dared not try to escape easily.

However, sometimes Gao Zhengyang did go hunting. Occasionally, he would bring back a monster.

Having already reached this position, Gao Zhengyang did not dare to make a fire and cook. These days, both of them have eaten raw cold food.

Fortunately, the monsters have strong vitality essence, and they can eat a lot of food by just a small piece. Therefore, Feng Yang's injuries heal so quickly.

But Gao Zhengyang is different. He can eat dozens of kilograms of meat in one meal. But after more than ten days, Feng Yang felt that Gao Zhengyang became thinner and thinner.

At the beginning, Feng Yang was also surprised. But he soon got used to it. Anyway, Gao Zhengyang was just a monster, and it was nothing special to be able to eat.

It was not until it was dark that Gao Zhengyang came back empty-handed.

Feng Yang was very tactful and didn't ask anything.

After dinner, Gao Zhengyang said, "You practice the Wind Skills again."

"Yes, sir." Feng Yang responded with a respectful look on his face.

Feng Yang has obviously matured a lot in the past few days, and there is no such awkward or resentment on his big face, only that kind of stiff politeness.

It is not easy for a 14 or 15-year-old boy to recognize reality so quickly, to hide his mind, and tolerate it.

If Feng Yang is given a chance, maybe he can really achieve something.

Gao Zhengyang was also a little surprised by Feng Yang's progress.

But it's just that there is potential, it doesn't matter.

Gao Zhengyang focused all his attention on the Qifeng Art.

After so many days, Feng Yang demonstrated the Feng Feng Art hundreds of times.

Unlike the Divine Soldier Art, the practice of the Qifeng Sword is based on breathing and the method of visualizing the mind and mind.

It’s okay to breathe, Gao Zhengyang can observe Feng Yang’s practice and check it one by one according to the secret methods.

The method of visualization is to imagine a certain image in one's mind and to realize the vitality of heaven and earth through this image.

This is exactly the same as the monk visualizes a god.

Everything was in Feng Yang's mind, how could Gao Zhengyang know what he was thinking?

The martial arts knowledge of a warrior is condensed through visualization. When the visual image becomes stronger and stronger, it will eventually be transformed into substance and transformed into martial souls.

This is how Feng Yang explained.

This statement is similar to Yue Qingxue, but it is different in essence.

The martial spirit and martial soul that Yue Qingxue mentioned are the only way for warriors to understand the secrets of martial arts, so that they can use this as the core to condense martial arts knowledge and transform powerful martial spirits.

The level of martial soul is higher and the difficulty is greater.

Fengyang’s Fengyang’s technique is to visualize the specific image first, which is easier to get started.

But what Yue Qingxue said undoubtedly points directly to the essence of the martial soul.

His vision and insight are very different from Feng Yang.

Therefore, Gao Zhengyang always felt that this visualization method was unreliable.

Moreover, this method of visualization cannot be verified.

Gao Zhengyang was sure that Feng Yang must have been mixed with fakes in the Feng Feng Art.

The most likely problematic is this method of visualization.

Gao Zhengyang would definitely not practice before he figured it out.

The Wind Art includes swordsmanship, body skills, and footwork, which is a very comprehensive martial art.

The secret techniques practiced internally can be fake, but the external body techniques are not fake.

He was struggling Feng Yang to death every day. Even if he couldn't learn secret techniques, sword techniques, body techniques, etc., such as external martial arts, he learned almost the same.

But Feng Yang's cultivation is too weak, and he has never even learned some high-level secret skills.

For example, Feng Yuan’s last sword, no matter how hard Gao Zhengyang tried, Feng Yang could not use it.

Indeed, without the acupoints and the cooperation of vital energy, these sword techniques and body techniques can only be said to be very ordinary.

Feng Yang is so well-behaved and obedient, not only because he is afraid of being beaten.

Because of the past ten days of training martial arts, Gao Zhengyang was beaten to the ground and crawling around. His self-confidence was severely damaged and he had no temper in front of Gao Zhengyang.

After Feng Yang finished practicing the Feng Feng technique, Gao Zhengyang stood up and said, "Come on, move your muscles and bones."

"Yes, sir."

Although Feng Yang tried hard to keep his face cold, the muscles on his face still twitched slightly uncontrollably.

"You are so weak, but after losing for a few days, you lose your fighting spirit?"

Gao Zhengyang held his hands behind his back and taught: "The so-called sword is sharpened by sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. How can you see the rainbow without going through the wind and rain? No one can succeed at will!"

Feng Yang had never heard of such inspirational words. He was a boy again. He felt his blood boiling and couldn't help but clench his fists.

"Yes, I must not give up. These hardships are all hardships!"

Feng Yang looked at Gao Zhengyang again and felt that this guy was a little pleasing to the eye. He couldn't help but think, "Although this guy deserves to die, what he says is very wise..."

Seeing Feng Yang rushing over with enthusiasm, Gao Zhengyang smiled happily.

The spiritual chicken soup is extremely lethal for people who have never been in contact with, especially simple teenagers.

Gao Zhengyang was poisoned a lot when he was a child. Now, he finally has the chance to poison others. He felt so sad.

Before the Qingfeng sword stabbed into the heart, Gao Zhengyang stretched out his hand and gently pressed his palm against the sword, exerting force suddenly.

First soft and then hard, it is the cloud hammer hand in Tai Chi.

It seems soft, but it exerts force inside but bursts violently.

The Qingfeng sword buzzed and was raised high. Gao Zhengyang made a step forward and was slamming into Feng Yang's chest.

Feng Yang's tall body suddenly flew back several feet, and then rolled on the ground for more than ten times before stopping.

Gao Zhengyang's way of exerting force was very special. The powerful palm force spread evenly on the surface of Feng Yang's body. He knocked him away far away with one palm, but it did not cause much damage to his body itself.

That's it, Feng Yang's body was still sore and numb, his breathing was blocked, and he couldn't help but cough a few times.

Gao Zhengyang sighed disappointedly: "After so long, I still can't handle one move. I'm so weak..."

Although Feng Yang tried his best to endure it, he was still angry with Gao Zhengyang. He stood up and roared, stimulating the three acupoints in his body, and rushed towards Gao Zhengyang.

The moves are different, but the ending is exactly the same.

With one move, Feng Yang was bombarded by Gao Zhengyang.

Feng Yang continued to raise his fighting spirit, fight again, and fly again.

He was bombarded dozens of times in succession, and all the fighting spirit and courage that Feng Yang had plucked up were blown into pieces.

He lay on the ground, gasping for breath, and felt sore and numb all over his body, as if all his bones had been broken and he could not use any strength.

No matter how unwilling he was or how angry he was, Feng Yang could only lie on the ground and look up at Gao Zhengyang.

The thin body was getting taller and taller in his heart, like a mountain, and seemed to never be shaken.

Gao Zhengyang was also sighing in his heart. After testing for so long, Feng Yang probably had this ability. Even if there was something hidden, it didn't matter.

I just don’t know what skills can the masters of the Qifeng Tribe have.
To be continued...