pertwk Chapter 12: The Sparring Between Master and Disciple!
Chapter 12: The Sparring Between Master and Disciple!
Yangzhou City, Mingyue Residential Area.
The mornings in August are quite cool, and many family members take walks in the neighborhood, while some martial artists practice their morning exercises.
"Theoretically, it seems correct, but in practice, it's quite difficult. Do we really have to wait until the planetary level to comprehend a domain?"
Zhou Ze finished his seclusion, lay on a chair on the rooftop, and looked up at the starry sky.
A moment later, Zhou Ze saw Luo Feng walking in from outside, waved, and gestured for Luo Feng to jump up directly.
"Xiaofeng, what are you doing here so early? Having trouble with your cultivation?" Zhou Ze smiled slightly as usual, glancing at the briefcase in his hand, and teased:
"Oh, what has our Inspector brought me again? I won't stand on ceremony, just give it to me."
"Let me tell you, when your mom used to chat with me, she told me countless embarrassing stories about you. I'll keep these secrets to you for ten lifetimes."
Luo Feng was already used to Zhou Ze's attitude when he wasn't teaching, and he wasn't surprised. Back when he first became Zhou Ze's apprentice, there was no kowtowing or pouring of tea.
If one had to pinpoint a difference, it would be that before becoming a martial artist, Zhou Ze always seemed listless, while after becoming a martial artist, although he remained as lazy as ever, he exuded a more confident aura.
This made Luo Feng very happy, and in his opinion, it was partly because he had lived up to expectations.
"Teacher, this is the water of life I bought for you. You've already used the dragon's blood and thousand-year-old willow heartwood, right? How were the results?"
Luo Feng took out the Water of Life and handed it to Zhou Ze with both hands, saying:
"This water of life is to be taken orally directly."
Zhou Ze shook his head and said, "Give it to your younger brother. He needs it more. Even with you around, he still feels somewhat inferior."
"Teacher, I have already contacted the people in America. In a while, another supply of the Water of Life will be delivered," Luo Feng explained.
Zhou Ze laughed and said, "So, I don't need to be in a hurry. I'm old. The future belongs to you young people."
"Moreover, mental power is far more convenient than using your hands..."
Zhou Ze remained lying in the chair, while the life-giving water in Luo Feng's hand floated up out of thin air and returned to the open combination lock box.
The combination lock closed automatically and then floated in Luo Feng's hand.
"Teacher..." Luo Feng hesitated.
Before Luo Feng could finish speaking, Zhou Ze glanced at him sideways and said, "You're too arrogant, Luo Feng."
"A mere two or three hundred billion? Your master can easily raise the money for the Water of Life by simply going out and killing a few lord-level monsters."
For a moment, Luo Feng forgot why he had come here. He scratched the back of his head and asked curiously, "Teacher, what's your physical fitness level now?"
Zhou Ze lightly used the momentum to jump up from the chair and stood opposite Luo Feng, saying, "Little Feng, it seems like it's been a long time since we sparred?"
Luo Feng looked up and pondered, "We haven't sparred since I went to the elite training camp."
"Alright, let's have another spar today." Zhou Ze was itching to fight; it had been a long time since he'd sparred with anyone.
"Teacher, you said it yourself! Don't scold me if I lose!" Luo Feng said excitedly.
Men's damn competitive spirit knows no bounds, regardless of gender or age...
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The wilderness area outside the city of Jiangnan Base.
"Hehe, teacher, I'll go easy on you." Luo Feng was a little carried away, and the images of Zhou Ze "humiliating" him vividly flashed through his mind.
He didn't know why Zhou Ze would play such a perverse game with his disciple, but today he could finally "get his revenge".
"Oh well, I'll just have to be lenient with the teacher and keep him happy. Otherwise, I'll get scolded later, what's the point..."
Zhou Ze looked at Luo Feng with a smile, which reminded Luo Feng of the fear of being dominated in the past, and made Luo Feng's scalp tingle subconsciously.
"It's starting now."
Zhou Ze kindly reminded him, and the next moment he suddenly appeared behind Luo Feng as if he had teleported.
So fast!
Luo Feng's eyes widened in disbelief.
"clang!"
A sharp, metallic whistling sound sent chills down everyone's spines. Then, Luo Feng's body flew backward, carving three deep, long, cracked marks into the ground, as if it had been plowed.
"Teacher, what's with your movement technique?" Luo Feng gripped the knife handle stuck in the ground with both hands. He was genuinely startled; in his opinion, this was illogical.
That was too fast. If it weren't for his quick reflexes, he would have been killed instantly.
Zhou Ze knew what Luo Feng wanted to ask, and smiled, "Just think of the arc as a straight line."
"Young people's minds are more rigid than mine, an old man's!"
As if struck by lightning, Luo Feng suddenly understood Zhou Ze's words.
The sixth level of the Nine-Layer Thunder Blade!
Knowing his teacher's strength, Luo Feng's muscles went from relaxed to tense, and seven bursts of internal energy erupted simultaneously. Just like Zhou Ze, he drew an arc in the air, but his speed was comparable to a straight line!
"clang!"
Luo Feng was blasted away again, and it took him a long time to stop.
"Good speed! But too little power!" Zhou Ze commented casually.
"Teacher, how many times did you exert force?" Luo Feng asked curiously.
"How many times did you exert force?" Zhou Ze asked, glancing at Luo Feng.
"Give it your all!" Luo Feng replied.
"It's about right," Zhou Ze smiled.
"Ah! Teacher, you've become a high-level war god?" Luo Feng's eyes widened.
"Thank you for your dragon blood and plant spirits. I might absorb them a little better than you did," Zhou Ze said with a smile.
"You can't beat me without using telekinesis," Zhou Ze chuckled softly.
"A high-level War God's punching power is at least 256,000 kilograms, plus nine times the force, spit it out..." Luo Feng gasped, and the world warmed slightly.
……
Luo Feng suffered a crushing defeat!
Faced with absolute force and speed suppression, the throwing knife was like being stuck in a quagmire. Zhou Ze only needed to flick it lightly to send it flying, causing Luo Feng to temporarily lose control of time for a little while. That little bit of time was enough.
In battles at the level of an invincible war god, the distance covered in the blink of an eye is thousands of meters, and the frequency of weapon collisions is dozens of times in an instant. Even in the eyes of a warrior general, all that can be seen are afterimages, and they simply cannot keep up.
"Teacher, with your strength, if you improved your physical fitness, even a weak councilor wouldn't be a match for you, right?" Luo Feng said with a resentful look in his eyes.
"Far from it!" Zhou Ze said calmly, "The foundation is king! Faced with absolute suppression of life level, no matter how high you exert your strength, it's useless. Besides, there are limits to how much strength you can exert."
"Oh, by the way, since you like to go out and cause trouble, keep an eye out for a two-horned green python for me..."
Luo Feng nodded, having a slight guess in his mind, but did not ask any further questions.
"Teacher, you now possess the invincible strength of a war god, why haven't you revealed any of it?" Luo Feng placed the Blood Shadow Battle Blade behind his back.
"Why would I reveal this? If I become powerful, all sorts of things will come knocking on my door, and I won't be able to refuse them. It's too much trouble. I prefer to be more relaxed and free."
Zhou Ze stretched and said, "Let's go back. Remember to give me the Water of Life later."
Luo Feng was taken aback and said, "Teacher, didn't you say you were going to pay for it yourself?"
Zhou Ze rolled his eyes at Luo Feng and said, "I just wanted to tell you I'm not in a hurry, and also find someone to show off to."
Luo Feng was stunned.
After returning to the villa in Luo Feng's intelligent fighter jet, Zhou Ze sent Luo Feng a message saying, "Going into seclusion. Don't contact me unless it's important." He then set up an automatic reply on his watch and phone before beginning his seclusion.
His battle with Luo Feng had given him a lot of ideas that he wanted to test.