Chapter 40 Chapter 40, Beauty "Hmm? What did you say?" Ouyang Feng came back to his senses. "You didn't even listen to me!" Yang Yuhuan rolled her eyes at him and said angrily: "I said, I have mastered the lightness skill to the point where I can appear and disappear without a trace, and my leg skills have been trained to the point where I can kick off a hardwood stake as thick as a bowl. Even if there are ten or a hundred fierce soldiers of the Imperial Guard, I am afraid they cannot defeat me!" Ouyang Feng shook his head and said: "Although your martial arts have improved by leaps and bounds this year, you still cannot be arrogant. In complex terrain, against scattered armored warriors, you may have a chance of winning, but if you are in open terrain, facing armored warriors in formation, even if there are only a hundred of them, you are no match." Yang Yuhuan blinked and asked in confusion: "Why?" Ouyang Feng explained patiently: "You are not invulnerable, nor are your Qi and physical strength infinite. A hundred armored soldiers will shoot you with strong bows and crossbows from a distance. If you use your body skills to dodge, you will have to consume your Qi and physical strength. When they are close, the soldiers will fight in formation, piercing with rifles, swinging swords, and attacking with arrows. There are people and weapons everywhere, and you have no space to use your lightness skills. You want to fight back, but the opponent has armor and shields. If you want to hurt him, you will have to consume more Qi and physical strength. So..." Yang Yuhuan thought for a moment and said: "So, if we run into armored soldiers, we can either lure them to a complex terrain to disperse them, or we can rely on our lightness skills to run away and not fight them?"
Seeing that she had realized the key to fighting the army in a flash, Ouyang Feng nodded happily and said: "That's right. Unless you are invulnerable to swords and guns, have infinite divine power, and have endless physical strength and true energy, you should not confront the army head-on. Dispersing the enemy, fighting them in a mobile way, or attacking them at night and setting fire to their food supplies are the correct ways for warriors to fight against the army. The reason why I want you to master Qinggong and Leggong first is because if you are good at Qinggong, you can take the initiative and fight when you want to, and run when you want to." Yang Yuhuan asked, "Is this how you fight against the army?" "I do not need." Ouyang Feng shook his head: "I have the hard training skills, and I wear double armor, hold two iron maces or long iron staffs, and lead 500 warriors wearing heavy armor and carrying heavy weapons. No matter whether it is a cavalry battle or a foot battle, as long as it is a wild battle, there is no army in the world that can stop me - unless the enemy can also find a general as fierce as me, and there are also warriors as strong as the 500 warriors under my command." "..." Yang Yuhuan was speechless. "Of course, my physical strength and true energy are limited, so I still need enough backup to expand the gap that I and the five hundred warriors have opened and completely break up the enemy formation. But if the enemy army is less than ten thousand, and there are only a few hundred or a thousand sets of armor, then the five hundred warriors and I should be enough. It's just that this will be very tiring, and there will inevitably be casualties, so I won't do it unless I have no choice." "..." Yang Yuhuan was speechless again, looking at Ouyang Feng and said faintly: "Compared with you, I suddenly feel very incompetent. Obviously, I am several years older than you..." Ouyang Feng smiled and said, "Although you are a few years older than me, I have been practicing martial arts since I was young, and have been practicing martial arts for more than ten years. You have only practiced martial arts for a little over a year, and your current achievements are already quite good. Don't be discouraged, just keep practicing hard." "Yeah." Yang Yuhuan nodded, giggled, stood on one foot, raised her right leg, and showed him her foot. "Speaking of which, internal strength is really amazing. I followed your instructions and kicked a cowhide ball filled with river sand every day for the past year. My leg strength has been trained to the point that I can jump several feet high and break a large wooden stake with one kick, but the skin on my feet is still so soft and tender, without any calluses. Take a look, does it look good?" Ouyang Feng's eyes fell on her feet. I saw that she had long feet, a slender arch, delicate and fair skin on the instep, baby pink soles, and crystal pink toes, like pearls, so cute and exquisite that one could not help but feel the urge to hold her feet in the palms of their hands and play with them carefully. He knew that Yang Yuhuan was deliberately teasing him again. The woman seemed to enjoy this kind of activity, even if the price was his merciless beating. It feels like some masochism. Seeing Ouyang Feng staring at her feet, Yang Yuhuan was very proud. She lifted her skirt and showed him her calves. "And my calves. Even though my legs are so strong, there are no ugly lumps on my calves. They are still so well-proportioned." Ouyang Feng doesn't like paper-thin people, nor does he like people with legs that are too thin. Yang Yuhuan's legs were in a very good shape, long and straight, with even bones and flesh, and round and soft calves, which was exactly what he liked.
When Ouyang Feng admired her calves, Yang Yuhuan pulled the hem of her skirt up a little, over her knees, revealing half of her plump, round, white and tender thighs, while carefully observing Ouyang Feng's expression. Yang Yuhuan liked to see his blushing face. Even though she would always be beaten up by him after teasing her, she would still continue to tease him. There is a certain rebellious sentiment towards her cowardly ex-husband and the old man Li Longji, but there are also emotional factors. They had known each other for over a year, and although they could only spend twelve hours together every month, Yang Yuhuan had already fallen in love with this young man who was heroic, powerful, mysterious, cold and domineering, yet occasionally innocent and shy. She is a passionate and unrestrained woman of the prosperous Tang Dynasty. If she likes someone, she likes him or her and will not be shy to hide her feelings. This was just an illusion. No matter how turbulent her emotions were, the projected virtual body would not react at all. Otherwise, she would have really thrown him to the ground and taught this innocent little brother who had never really come into contact with a woman to appreciate the beauty of this world. now. Seeing that Ouyang Feng's eyes narrowed slightly with a dangerous light under her teasing, Yang Yuhuan immediately knew what he was going to do. She laughed, let go of her skirt, turned around and ran away. During this year, Ouyang Feng did not teach her more martial arts. He only asked her to focus on the dragonfly-skimming-the-water technique and the shadow-like leg technique. She has the "Tiantian Spiritual Seed" to assist her in her practice. She also drank the medicinal soup taught by Ouyang Feng every day, took a medicinal bath, and was beaten by him for ten hours every month. Her internal strength, light skills, leg skills, and actual combat abilities all improved by leaps and bounds. Therefore, he was running as fast as a rabbit at this moment, and he had already covered more than ten feet in just a few steps. However, her lightness skills, which were enough to allow her to come and go without a trace in the Tang Emperor's Daming Palace, were still too immature in front of Ouyang Feng. Ouyang Feng used his best short-distance burst skill "A Thousand Miles in an Instant". His steps seemed leisurely, but in fact they were as fast as the wind. In the blink of an eye, he had caught up with Yang Yuhuan. When Yang Yuhuan heard the sound of her clothes being torn by the wind, she knew she could not escape, so she did not turn around. While running forward, she suddenly kicked backwards, and her bare feet created a strong gust of wind that went straight to Ouyang Feng's lower abdomen. Ouyang Feng did not dodge or evade, allowing her to kick him in the lower abdomen. The recoil force of the fifth-level Vajra Indestructible Body caused Yang Yuhuan to lose control of herself and fall forward. She staggered a few steps, finally steadied herself, and when she looked up, Ouyang Feng had already blocked her way. "Yang Yuhuan, it's time to practice." Ouyang Feng raised the corners of his lips, revealing that evil smile that showed he wanted to beat her as much as he could. "Watch out, little brother!" Yang Yuhuan leaped up and kicked continuously with both legs. In an instant, she kicked five times in a row, all of them hitting Ouyang Feng's heart. But Ouyang Feng didn't even shake, and Yang Yuhuan's toes were actually shaken so hard that they felt a slight pain. Yang Yuhuan gritted her teeth, leaped up again, and kicked him in the face. This time Ouyang Feng didn't give her another chance. Although her feet are soft, delicate and flawless, and I could play with them for a whole year without getting tired of them, but as a man, how could I let a woman step on my face? At that moment, Ouyang Feng raised his hand suddenly, grabbed her ankle with one claw, and swung out another big windmill, with a bang, knocking her whole body to the grass... (End of this chapter)