Over the next few days, Wang Feng witnessed Zhou Fu's stubbornness and shamelessness.
Every day, Zhou Fu would appear in Wang Feng's small courtyard at certain times. He had a flattering smile on his face and asked about Wang Feng's well-being, as if Wang Feng was the one who was injured.
Then, they would chat about their daily lives while inquiring about cultivation techniques.
After three days, Wang Feng couldn't take it anymore and wanted to slap him.
"Hehehehe, Uncle Feng, have a taste. This is a chicken stewed with 100-year-old wild ginseng. Fruit trees are used as firewood, and it's simmered over a small fire. It took a full four hours to finish stewing.
Wang Feng looked at the small porcelain bowl in front of him. From the looks of it, it was definitely not cheap. According to Zhou Fu, it was taken from Zhou Dacai's collection.
The thing in the porcelain bowl was even more extraordinary. The hen was the Red Head Golden Feather Chicken from the mountains. It was known as the walking ginseng. Needless to say, a ginseng that could enter the Zhou Clan's treasury could not be bad.
"I say, am I the one who's injured, or are you the one who's injured?"
Zhou Fu, who was questioned by Wang Feng, wasn't embarrassed at all. Instead, he replied, "Uncle Feng, this is all from your nephew's good intentions."
"Sigh ~" Wang Feng sighed helplessly, "Good, good!
It's good intentions!
It's good intentions!
Tell me, what do you want so that you won't bring trouble to me? "
Hearing this, Zhou Fu's eyes instantly lit up. "Hehehehe, Uncle Feng, listen to what you're saying. I just want to know if I can learn the skill you used the other day."
Wang Feng rolled his eyes in response.
Wang Feng said, "Don't bite off more than you can chew. You have to be realistic and learn the Rolling Stone Palm first."
"I need the Rolling Stone Palm as a foundation to learn that thing?"
"What do you think?"
Zhou Fu was speechless. If he knew, he wouldn't have to chase after Wang Feng like a dog. No, he wouldn't have to chase after Wang Feng.
Also, with the support, why would he need to worry about the technique?
Wouldn't that be a slap to his face?!
"Then … Uncle Feng, what level should I reach?"
Wang Feng pondered for a moment. In fact, his cultivation techniques were all passed down from his previous sect. Later on, he left the sect due to some matters, so he was in a very difficult position now.
"Well … I'll have to at least master [Thick Earth Force] first."
"Thick Earth Strength?
Is there anything special about [Thick Earth Strength]? "
Wang Feng was very patient when it came to martial arts. He explained, "Thick Earth Force is the power of the earth.
A palm strike would have the support of the earth's power, making the palm strike 'heavy' and more powerful.
That's what I want. "
This mysterious explanation made Zhou Fu a little confused, but he did not dare to interrupt the other party.
Wang Feng raised his hand and pressed down on the ground beside him.
Bang!
A muffled sound came from the ground, and a palm print appeared on it.
After the fight, Wang Feng looked at Zhou Fu proudly.
"I see."
Zhou Fu stared at the palm print for a while. Just as Wang Feng had struck out with his palm, the support voice had sounded in his mind.
'Ding! You have received Wang Feng's martial arts experience. Rolling Stone Palm proficiency increased by 500.'
Along with the prompt, there was also a memory about [Thick Earth Force].
After looking through the memories, Zhou Fu also understood why he felt a heavy feeling when he struck out with his palm.
"Uncle Feng, is this what you think?"
Wang Feng was stunned by Zhou Fu's question.
Is this what you think?
What … Holy shit!
Zhou Fu slowly raised his right palm, and a 'heavy' aura came from his palm.
He flipped his palm and pressed down!
Whoosh ~
A strong gust of wind swept the ground.
Wang Feng's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
Is this Jin Force?
This was f * cking serious!
When he fought with Zhou Fu that night, he thought that Zhou Fu had gained enlightenment after becoming a demon. Although he was shocked at that time, it was not to this extent.
But now, it was not just shock, but horror!
"Uncle Feng, is this what you think?"
"Yes … Yes …"
The strange expression made Zhou Fu confused.
What does this mean?
You're the one who taught me [Rolling Stone Palm], why are you not confident in yourself?
"Uncle Feng, is this what you think?"
Wang Feng recovered from his shock. He looked at Zhou Fu with a complicated expression, but more than that, there was jealousy and envy.
"Yes, this is Thick Earth Force."
Zhou Fu fully displayed the spirit of not being ashamed to ask questions and continued to ask, "Then why can't I make a handprint?"
Wang Feng did not know how to answer this question.
Why?
That was because he had used his inner strength.
But could he say that?
Absolutely not!
Thus, he made up an excuse. "Do you even need to ask? It must be because your cultivation is not enough. As long as you continue to work hard and train your Qi into your body, you can even shatter a giant rock with your palm, let alone a palm print."
"Shatter a giant rock?"
Wang Feng nodded seriously. He pointed at the fake mountain and said, "That one!"
Hiss ~
He looked at the fake mountain and then at his palm.
Zhou Fu sucked in a cold breath.
At the same time, he was very doubtful. Was the Rolling Stone Palm really that powerful?
But Wang Feng's serious expression did not look like he was lying. Zhou Fu believed this honest man who stuttered when he lied.
Seeing that Zhou Fu agreed with him, Wang Feng heaved a sigh of relief.
This did not mean that the Rolling Stone Palm was not that powerful, but that it was very difficult to train Qi into the body. Could it be that he had not achieved it? Even his master had not achieved it.
As for why he said that, on one hand, it was to cover up his lie. On the other hand, he had been deceived in the past.
Such a good tradition must be passed down.
Zhou Fu quickly recovered from his shock and asked, "Uncle Feng, now that I have met the requirements, can you teach me the technique?"
Wang Feng's expression froze, and his heart skipped a beat. This question really stumped him.
"This … The technique is not easily taught."
"Yes, yes, I understand!"
Zhou Fu nodded repeatedly. He had read about this from novels and movies.
"If you really want to learn, you have to join my … no, join my sect …"
"Okay!
Come on, how do I join? "
Wang Feng was dumbfounded again. Were all the young people nowadays so reckless?
This was joining the sect and becoming a disciple!
Where else would they go for lunch?
"Kid, this is becoming a disciple!
Once you join the sect, you can't betray it. Otherwise, you will be hunted down by the sect and despised by the world. "
"Yes, yes, I know. Come on!
Do I have to become your disciple? I will kowtow to you now. "
Before he finished speaking, Zhou Fu's knees went soft and he was about to kneel down.
"Hey, hey, hey!
What are you doing! "
This gave Wang Feng a fright. He quickly dodged to the side and waved his left hand. A gust of wind blew Zhou Fu up.
With Zhou Fu's current talent, he did not dare to accept him as a disciple.
Although he also wanted to find a genius, he was sure that he did not have the ability to teach a genius like Zhou Fu.
"You don't have to become my disciple. I will accept you on behalf of my master.
Also, you have to think carefully … "
"Yes, yes!
I have. Come on. "
"Oh, okay, come with me."
Zhou Fu followed Wang Feng to his room. There was an offering table on the left side of the room.
There was a painting on the wall. It was a man who looked to be about 30 years old.
"This is my master, the peak master of the Heaven Yuan Sect's Humble Peak, Li Guifan. Since you have decided to join the sect, kneel down and kowtow."
Zhou Fu lifted his robe and knelt down.
"Disciple Zhou Fu greets master!"
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
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