"You're dead!"

Dugu Chen took off the sword that was against Li Qifeng's throat, turned around and left. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

There was an uproar in the arena.

"This ...... Li Qifeng is really unlucky, his martial arts foundation is already poor, but he didn't expect to meet the strongest Duguchen in the first round, isn't this self-inflicted abuse?"

"If it were me - I would just give up the game and not come out and throw this man away.

"I still admire Li Qifeng's courage...... Haha!"

The mocking words from the audience continued to sound, and they clearly entered Li Qifeng's ears.

Li Qifeng's expression was very calm, and there was no trace of frustration in his eyes, but on the contrary, he was a little brighter and high-spirited.

"Three tricks - what a pity. ”

Li Qifeng silently read a sentence in his heart, turned around and walked out of the ring, no longer paying attention to other things, for him, the more he cares, the more troubles, the more troubles.

The mouth will always grow on someone else - you can't stop someone else's mouth, but you can use your actions to silence someone else.

Li Qifeng has always thought so in his heart.

Walking out of the competition venue, Li Qifeng walked quickly towards his dormitory, his mind kept coming up with the moves of the battle with Dugu Chen, all the movements were being played back very slowly, Li Qifeng was looking for a way to crack it.

A beautiful figure blocked Li Qifeng's body, the lilac dress fluttered in the majesty, and the fragrance penetrated Li Qifeng's nose.

"Sister Rui - you're here!"

Li Qifeng looked at the figure in front of him and said a little excitedly.

Li Qifeng...... You hurry up and get out of here, stay here, you will only be subjected to endless ridicule, which can only bring shame to the Li family...... Even I'm ashamed of you, you go!"

The woman's words were slow, but they were heavy.

Li Qifeng's expression changed slightly and lowered his head.

After a long time, Li Qifeng raised his head and looked at the girl, there was no anger in his eyes, it was still so bright, like a pool of clear water, extremely clear, and like the vast starry sky, with no end in sight.

Li Jingrui...... Mockery or shame, it's all my business - I'm sorry to shame you, but that's not what I wanted, I'm sorry!"

Li Qifeng bowed slightly to the beautiful girl in front of him, expressed his apologies, bypassed the girl in one step, and strode away.

Li Qifeng raised his head and looked at the clear sky.

The steps under his feet are very calm, but his heart is like a knife.

Pretend to be calm.

The friendship from childhood to adulthood has been defeated by the cruel truth, waste is waste after all, no one will look up to you, sometimes the relatives around you bring typhoid fever, far more than the harm caused by outsiders.

Li Jingrui looked at Li Qifeng's departing back, felt a sour nose, and tears flowed down the corners of her eyes.

"He used to call me Sister Rui...... But now he was calling by name, maybe my words hurt him, but ...... It's just not a kind of love, Li Qifeng, what are you thinking, you have been here, I am afraid that the property left by your father will be eaten away by the people of the clan, and once you are expelled from the Sword Sect, then where should you go?"

Li Jingrui's heart was also painful, looking at the back of Xiao Se who was far away, and sighed, "That's it, in this life, I'm afraid it's to protect you to the end - so what's the matter?"

Li Jingrui once again resumed the role of the goddess of icebergs, but the faint tears in the corners of her eyes were not wiped away.

Back in the dormitory, Li Qifeng sat cross-legged on the bed, took a few deep breaths, and practiced the heart purification technique silently for a while.

In his mind, Li Qifeng was slowly replaying the scene of the battle with Dugu Chen, carefully figuring out the three moves.

The world's martial arts, only fast is not broken.

Li Qifeng's sword speed is very fast, faster than Dugu Chen, but he lost in three moves, which is worth thinking about by Li Qifeng.

Sit quietly cross-legged.

The moves in my mind kept rehearsing.

As the sun set in the west, the golden and brilliant light swept the earth, and the entire Sword Sect was shrouded in light, which was extremely solemn and sacred.

The curtain has also come to an end on the martial arts field, and the first place is undoubtedly still Dugu Chen, who is known as the pride of the sky.

Duguchen left proudly.

The other disciples of the Sword Sect who were defeated were silently swearing that they must catch up with Dugu Chen's pace and defeat him.

Li Qifeng also finally woke up from the meditation, his eyes flashed brightly, and he casually pulled out the long sword on the table, and Li Qifeng ran to the martial arts training ground.

At this moment, the martial arts training ground was silent.

Li Qifeng kept throwing his sword at a bronze man, from slow to fast, and the tip of the sword continued to stab at the typhoid marked on the bronze man.

slashed out three thousand swords in a row, and Li Qifeng's last bit of strength was finally exhausted.

Lying directly on the ground, Li Qifeng closed his eyes.

By the time Li Qifeng woke up again, it was already dawn, and a night's rest made Li Qifeng become vigorous again.

After returning to the dormitory to change into clean clothes, Li Qifeng returned to the martial arts training ground again.

In the early morning, the purple qi came from the east, which was the best time to cultivate internal strength.

Silently reciting the sublimation recipe in his heart, Li Qifeng greedily devoured the vitality between heaven and earth, and the cool vitality entered the body, Li Qifeng felt a burst of comfort, slowly mobilizing the vitality, Li Qifeng tempered his own body, trying to open up the tricks on the body.

The road of the warrior, the long journey, will seek to step by step, absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, temper themselves, and open up the eighteen main tricks of the body, which is for the martial arts. The starting point of the martial artist, the eighteen points are opened, there are nine cows and two tigers, the martial apprentice is above the martial artist, the body is extremely strong, the cultivation of mental martial arts, the life expectancy has increased greatly, the age is hundreds, the breakthrough martial artist is the acquired realm, with the force of the force, the power of the attack, its body is as light as a wild goose, crossing the water, the eaves go to the wall no longer talk, the day after tomorrow and then enter the innate realm, the innate qi, just like the purple gas in the morning, throughout the whole body, the life span is long, more than three hundred, between the moves, with a different charm, ten steps to kill a person, a thousand do not stay, is for the enemy of ten thousand, the congenital re-is for the grandmaster, no tricks to win, the establishment of the sect, the inheritance of the Quartet……

Warriors rely on strength to speak, and without strength, everything is in vain.

Everyone understands this truth, the children of the Taiqian Empire, whether male or female, begin to temper their physique and open their knots from the age of five, laying a solid foundation for the path of martial artists.

But......

Li Qifeng was born to be the beginning of tragedy.

Since the beginning of refining his physique at the age of five, Li Qifeng has only opened five tricks, and children of the same age are already one step away from the eighteen tricks - the stark gap has made Li Qifeng bear the name of waste.

Fortunately, Li Qifeng's father had made outstanding contributions to the clan, and when the Sword Sect accepted apprentices, Li Qifeng easily entered, but the price he paid was that his father's merits were completely erased.

This was Li Qifeng's father's last wish before his death.

Entering the Sword Sect, the name of waste still follows Li Qifeng, the only difference is that there are more and more ridicules around him.

Li Qifeng has been silently enduring and cultivating.

Without strength, it's nothing.

This is the only sentence that his father told Li Qifeng before closing his eyes, and Li Qifeng has always engraved it in his heart.

For years, Li Qifeng has endured ridicule.

However, over the years, many people only know that Li Qifeng has only opened five tricks in eight years of penance, but they don't know what Li Qifeng's strength is.

The words of men are terrible, and they spread falsehoods.

Li Qifeng's name of waste is firmly borne in this way.

The disciples of the Sword Sect all knew that Li Qifeng was a waste, but they didn't know that the waste was not far from the first day of swordsmanship, and he was only defeated in three moves, and the real gap between the two was the gap in internal strength.

The master made a move, and in an instant, everything was silent.

Duguchen's arrogance is not allowed to justify Li Qifeng's waste, winning is winning, and losing is losing.

Li Qifeng's silence is used to bearing, because his justification is also in vain.