Fengwu Qinshang

Chapter 241: Four Clans Gathered Again

A few days later, by the small lake in front of the attic:

They stood side by side facing the lake:

"You've revealed your face now!"

"No, no, I'm just countering her moves! Who told you not to see it from such a distance?"

"Humph! You don't know what's good for you. How can you still show your face like this after I come out?"

"Oh, by the way, I feel like you're deliberately asking me to come forward and resolve this matter. I'm a foreigner, aren't you afraid that I'll become more powerful than you and take your job?"

"Hehe! To be honest, I just want you to steal my job."

Qin Feng turned his head and looked at Yuan Hong in surprise:

"Why? I am a human being! Don't you understand the nature of humans?"

Yuan Hong smiled:

"Yes! Humans have the ability to share hardships, but their greedy nature prevents them from sharing happiness."

While speaking, he looked at Qin Feng:

"But you are an exception!"

"Oh?"

"Because!!! Never mind! Oh, by the way, how long do you plan to stay here?"

"Yeah!! I called them, it might take three years."

"I'll give you half a year to take care of Qin Garden, and then follow me out to do business!"

"Oh? What's up?"

"We'll talk about it later. Let's go and join in the fun!"

"Tsk, so mysterious!"

In Qin Garden:

Although it was the first day of class, the dozen or so teachers were all great, and when they taught these new kids, it was like using a cannon to kill a fly. However:

Inside the forging room, more than twenty fire-attribute monks held books in their hands, explaining the forging methods to the two masters Yuan Po and Yuan Jiu, and studying them carefully.

Inside the formation room, a large board was engraved with the simplest formation pattern. Twenty or so young people were still holding knives, copying and engraving on the wooden board. Yuan Shangfang patrolled back and forth, giving pointers from time to time.

In the training room, more than fifty boys stared with wide eyes at Hu Yanxiang who was spanking another boy with a stick. The stick made a clapping sound as it hit his buttocks. "Why are you so stupid? Two breaths, two breaths! Has your rhythm been eaten by a dog? What are you looking at? Why don't you breathe in and out?"

In the earth system room, more than twenty guys, each holding a small earth shield, rose and fell, and Niu Wubing took turns hitting it with the wooden stick, playing the game of whack-a-mole.

In the water room, more than 30 guys holding short staffs unleashed ice blades as long as their little fingers and shot them at Yuan Fangshan. An ice shield unfolded in front of Yuan Fangshan. "Speed ​​up, speed up, control the force to the maximum! Didn't you guys eat?"

In the wood department room, a group of guys were entangled by the black vines released by Mu Dang'er. They were using their skills to get out of the entanglement. "Master, I succeeded!" "Fuck you, you used a knife to cut the black vines and thought I didn't see it. Double it, you can't eat until you get out of the entanglement!"

Wind Room, "Whoever blows me up will get a golden leg as an extra treat tonight!" Feng Xi stood still as a mountain, allowing dozens of small whirlwinds to rage on his body.

In the gold department room, Crocodile Hongyuan controlled more than forty golden swords that were feet long and stabbed at the forty guys who were sticking their butts out. "If you want to hit someone, you must first learn to be hit. Damn it, who told you to transform? I, ...

On the field, more than a hundred little guys formed two camps and were practicing attack and defense against each other. They kept pausing, starting, pausing, and starting, which made the three lizards and Hou Xiaoju very busy. Every move, every coordination, including every attack angle and strength, would be repeated if there was a slight deviation.

Under the shade of a tree at the edge of the square, Yang Jin, the wild flower, was lying on a recliner. From time to time, a thunderous snoring sound could be heard, telling everyone: don't be lazy, because I, Yang Jin, am always by your side.

Take a stroll:

"Wow! That looks pretty cool!"

"Uh! So-so!"

"How about half a year?"

"Well! Just half a year. The master will lead you to the door, but the practice is up to you."

"Okay, I'll come find you in half a year!"

"Are you going out?"

"I have to prepare myself, the storm is coming!"

"What's the coming storm? What big thing happened?"

Yuan Hong looked at Qin Feng with a strange smile and said nothing.

One day three months later, Qin Feng was sparring with Yuan Jiu holding a red crystal fire vine staff, with more than 20 students standing beside him.

"Practice makes perfect in magic attacks. There is no shortcut to being able to launch spells smoothly. It requires thousands of times of practice and actual combat. You must know that the battlefield is ever-changing. Even a moment of delay may result in the loss of all previous efforts, or even the loss of the lives of your comrades."

Qin Feng held the staff in one hand and fought against Yuan Jiu. At this moment, Yuan Jiu's whole body was already black and white smoke was coming out.

At this moment, a student called out from outside the door:

"Master Qin Feng, Master Jin Jiao wants to see you, it's urgent!"

After hearing this, Qin Feng put away his staff and said to everyone:

"You guys continue!"

When Qin Feng went out, the forging room was in an uproar. More than twenty huge fireballs hit Yuan Jiu, followed by miserable screams!

Oh! The folk customs are simple!!!

In the attic, Qin Feng who walked in was shocked by the people in front of him.

There were four people sitting around the table, with Jinjiao sitting at the bottom.

The man at the top was three meters tall, beardless, bareheaded, with two big eyes. His hair was braided from the top of his head to his back, and at the root of the braid was a thick golden ring. He was shirtless, with muscles bulging like two Arno Schwarzeneggers. His skin was dark brown, with white lines alternating, forming a pattern that looked like some kind of totem.

On the left was a child, no taller than 1.56 meters, very pretty, with big eyes, a small mouth, two fan-shaped ears, dark hair draped over his shoulders, a short green and red robe, and a small red wooden box on his back.

The man on the right looks very similar to the young man from the Fire Tribe. He is thin and slender, with light blue hair draped over his shoulders, two long, pointed ears pointing straight up, and a light blue robe with ripples on it.

With just one glance, Qin Feng could already tell that these three people should be the Barbarian Ancestor, the Lingbing Clan, and the Yuling Clan mentioned by Jinjiao.

Qin Feng did not dare to be careless. He bowed deeply after entering the door:

"Oh my, you three are here. Qin Feng is honored to meet you!"

Seeing Qin Feng being so polite, the three people hurriedly stood up. The Lingbing clan boy and the Yuling clan child also bowed and saluted. The big man stood up and was five meters tall. He stood up and stared at Qin Feng. Without waiting for everyone to speak, he spoke first:

"Hey! Qin Feng! Let's have a fight, and then we'll talk about brotherhood!"

The sound was like thunder, giving Qin Feng a headache.

Qin Feng wondered, "Why do these guys start fighting as soon as they meet?"

Just when I was about to ask Jinjiao, Jinjiao looked helpless.

The handsome young man from the Lingbing tribe beside him smiled:

"Master Qin Feng, don't be angry. He is like this. He talks about brotherhood after a fight!"

Hey, there is such a thing? But Qin Feng likes this kind of people. Are there always more butchers who are righteous?

Qin Feng smiled and asked:

"I wonder if you three are brothers?"

The three of them turned their heads away when they heard this.

Qin Feng laughed:

"Okay, let's go out!"

"Hahahaha, not bad, not bad, very refreshing!"

And those three people, including Jinjiao, looked at Qin Feng with a hint of pity in their eyes.

By the small lake, Qin Feng and the barbarian stood opposite each other, while Jin Jiao and the other two were far away.

Let’s not talk about the matter anymore. Ling’er and Yaoyao also came to join in the fun. Seeing this, Jinjiao hurriedly called out:

"Sister Ling'er, Sister Yaoyao, come here, come here!"

Ling'er strolled over to greet the three people and asked:

"Brother Jinjiao, I can't see clearly from such a distance!"

"Hey! It's fatal if you get too close!"

"No, a fight between young master wouldn't make such a big noise!"

"Oh my, I mean that barbarian!"

"what?"

In one word, Ling'er became worried.

Yaoyao chuckled:

"Hehehe! Sister, please don't disturb me. The young master will not lose!"

After hearing this, the two of them thought that this blockhead knew nothing and looked at him with squinted eyes. However, when they saw the very eye-catching molten belt on Yaoyao's neck, they all gasped.