Mei Chaofeng nodded silently. After spending a long time with Lu Qingzhou, she suddenly discovered a problem.
That is, he is obviously the master, but now it seems that Lu Qingzhou is arranging everything.
Although she felt a little awkward, she quickly adapted to this new master-disciple relationship.
The main thing is that it is so comfortable to have a smart disciple who helps me arrange everything.
You don't have to worry about or ask anything, the other party can arrange everything in an orderly manner and you don't need to use your brain.
"Qingzhou, give me another massage. I feel like my blood circulation is still a little blocked."
After saying that, he turned over skillfully and buried his face underneath, his face feeling warm and red.
Since obtaining the Nine Yin Scriptures, although Lu Qingzhou did not directly practice the martial arts therein, he still incorporated some of the techniques into his own skills.
The massage techniques, of course, also improved, and made her more and more obsessed.
Every time after his massage, my whole body felt like it was immersed in a hot spring, my Qi and blood flowed freely throughout my body, and my horizontal training kung fu, which had reached a bottleneck, had made obvious progress.
She could even feel that if she continued to be massaged like this, within a few years, her horizontal training kung fu would reach a high level of perfection, and she would not even have any weaknesses on her body, and would be truly invulnerable to swords and guns.
As for the issue of too intimate movements during massage, she thought that there would be no problem as long as she didn't think about it.
Lu Qingzhou also followed suit and quickly stood up to start his work.
Giving a beauty a massage is never a hard task, but rather a very enjoyable one. Especially, it allows you to practice and gain experience, which is simply killing two birds with one stone.
"Yeah."
A murmur came from deep in the throat, like the whimper of a kitten, extremely slight, but Lu Qingzhou caught it clearly.
It is indeed very fulfilling to turn a hedgehog covered with thorns into a well-behaved and docile kitten. Although there is still a distance to reach this goal, it is only a matter of time.
Mei Chaofeng could feel his efforts, her pretty face turned redder and redder, her body felt hot and her eyelids became heavier.
This was almost impossible before. When she lacked a sense of security, she would sleep very little even late at night, and her sleep was very light. She would wake up at the slightest noise.
It's not like now, where I fall asleep in broad daylight.
However, this lazy feeling is so addictive. Not only does it make you feel comfortable all over, but your skills can also be increased unknowingly. It is even better than practicing diligently.
This is certainly not because laziness is better than diligence, but because someone has replaced her diligence.
Seeing Mei Chaofeng fall asleep, Lu Qingzhou also stopped and gave the beautiful master a massage, which was of course very interesting, but it was also because it was a way of practicing martial arts.
Through massage, you can practice hand skills, find acupoints, feel the position and direction of muscles and bones, and experience how to exert force.
This method is a fantasy for others, but its quality is superior. It is reflected here in that his talent in massage is much higher than that of the best blind masseur. He can use this method to improve himself.
Not only the Bi Bo Palm technique, but also some techniques of the Nine Yin White Bone Claw and waving the five strings by hand were incorporated into the technique.
In the courtyard, he took steps with the Ling'ao Step and performed the Bi Bo Palm Technique which combined various techniques with his hands. The shadows of his palms flew up and down with the momentum of a surging wave. It was both agile and swift, and powerful. Many masters who perform a skilled palm technique probably only perform at this level.
It had only been two months since Lu Qingzhou started practicing martial arts.
For the next twenty days or so, apart from giving Mei Chaofeng a massage every day without fail, he spent the rest of his time practicing.
Although he was extremely confident in his qualifications, Yang Kang was still young and it would not be difficult to defeat him in just three months.
However, we should despise the enemy strategically and take him seriously tactically. And since he is still our junior brother, especially on the territory of Prince Zhao's Mansion, we must win but we must also give him some face.
The agreed date soon arrived
In Wanyan Kang's bedroom, a maid was helping him to dress. Although Wanyan Kang was not very old, he had an upright figure and already looked handsome. In a few years he would surely become a handsome man.
The maidservant who was serving Wanyan Kang couldn't help asking while serving him attentively, "Young Prince, are you going to practice martial arts again this morning?"
Wanyan Kang knew that the maid could tell what he was going to do from the clothes he was going to wear today.
Then he reached out and pinched the girl's face. The girl's cheeks were white and smooth. The girl blushed immediately and looked at him coquettishly.
It's a pity that the little prince is still young, and the princess and the prince are keeping a close eye on him, otherwise…
Yang Kang's words immediately interrupted the girl's fantasy.
"Today we are not going to practice martial arts, but to compete in a martial arts competition."
"A duel? Are you competing with other young masters from other noble families?"
Yang Kang snorted: "Not them, those guys are basically good-for-nothings, how can they be my opponents? The one I'm going to fight today is a very annoying guy."
He thought he was smart, but the problem was that he could vaguely feel that the other person was smarter than him.
He didn't want to admit it in his heart, but he had this feeling, so Lu Qingzhou became an object of disgust in his heart.
"Since you hate me, then the little prince must teach me a lesson."
Yang Kang smiled proudly: "That's what I meant. I want to let this guy know who is the real genius."
Lu Qingzhou was already waiting in the open space in the yard, while Mei Chaofeng was sitting in a pavilion not far away drinking hot tea.
He got up early and cleaned the yard thoroughly, then practiced the Bi Bo Palm and Ling Ao Steps twice to warm up.
Yang Kang didn't let him wait too long, and he didn't come alone. He brought a team of soldiers with him. After coming in, they formed two teams and guarded both sides of the courtyard.
"Hello, Master. You look better and better these days."
Mei Chaofeng nodded: "This is all thanks to Kang'er and Qingzhou's care."
Yang Kang secretly curled his lips. He spent all his money and effort to arrange her daily life and food, but in the end he was just the same as Lu Qingzhou who stayed by her side.
I felt even more angry in my heart and decided to make this kid suffer today.
Then he looked at Lu Qingzhou beside him.
"Xiao Wang, I'm sorry you've been late and kept me waiting. Do you want to sit down and rest for a while before we compete again?"
Lu Qingzhou knew all his little thoughts very well.
This kid knows how to make people hate him, just like in the original time and space, Guo Jing easily gained the appreciation of various masters, who vied with each other to teach him advanced martial arts.
But he turned a blind eye to Yang Kang, and his disgust was almost written on his face.
The reason for this is clear.
He was very smart, but just averagely smart, not extremely smart. Moreover, he lived in the palace and had picked up many bad habits of other aristocratic children.
He is arrogant and self-righteous, and likes to show off his intelligence. He is unwilling to be sincere to others. He always feels superior to others, but he has nothing that people can truly admire.
Just like Ouyang Feng, he is a real bad guy, but his badness is so pure that people admire him.
As for Yang Kang, whether he was a bad guy or a good guy, he was not thorough in his actions. He treated people insincerely and had a sense of arrogance.
It's hard not to be hated like this.