One afternoon the next day, when school ended, a group of middle school students happily walked down the road, happily talking about the wonderful storyline that had been broadcast in the TV series last night.

"Guo Jing Guo Daxia's Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending is the first martial arts in the world, in that episode last night, you see how powerful it is, it is almost flying sand and stones, trees and grass flying. More than a dozen people were all sent flying at once. A skinny boy said with a yearning look.

"If you want me to say, it's still the toad skill of Ouyang Feng, who is the western poison, what is the eighteen palms of the dragon. A chubby little boy retorted.

"Who said that the eighteen palms of the dragon descending are the most powerful. The skinny boy looked at the chubby boy angrily and argued.

The chubby boy's eyes scorned the thin boy: "Hmph, the toad skill is more powerful than the eighteen palms of the dragon descending." ”

"Nope!"

"Yes!"

"Nope!"

"Yes!" ......

So the two students stopped on the road and quarreled over what kind of work was greater, and there was a tendency to fight more and more, until at last the fat boy said:

"I won't fight with you, if you can break that tree with one palm, I will admit that the eighteen palms of the dragon descending are more powerful than the toad skill, if you keep fighting, then the toad skill is more powerful than the eighteen chapters of the dragon descending. After speaking, he looked at the thin boy triumphantly.

The thin boy really couldn't stand the fat man's contemptuous eyes looking at him, as if to vent his anger, as if he was unwilling to prove something, and roared angrily:

"Descending the dragon eighteen rising!" slapped a palm on a tree on the side of the road, and it was no coincidence that the book was not written, this book was the one that was photographed when he asked the heavens to test his true qi yesterday.

So, in the stunned eyes of the two of them, and the screams of the pedestrians on the road, the tree fell violently into the middle of the road, and for a long time, the thin boy looked at his hands with excitement on his face as if he was about to drip blood, and murmured:

"I ...... I'm going to descend the dragon eighteen palms, I'm going to descend the dragon eighteen palms......"

And the chubby boy was pale, and he fell to the ground, and his young heart was severely hit.

Later, although the two were fined thousands of people for destroying the social environment, but the hearts of the two were excited for a long time, and a few years later, the two bravely ran away from home and stepped into the mainland, just to find the legendary eighteen palms of the dragon and the toad Gong, although they did not find it, but they eventually became a generation of martial arts masters, and this incident has also become their childhood memories to show off to their apprentices.

After the darkness before dawn passed, most of the bright stars that had been brilliant and flaunted all night gradually faded away from the slightly gray canopy, and withdrew from the somewhat blue stage. Only the morning star was still shining brightly in the east, where the sun was about to rise, and it still refused to retreat.

A few fluttering clouds in the distance looked a little dark because of the absence of sunlight, and the color of the sky was a gray white with a little blue in the light of the day, and with the passage of time it seemed that the son of the sky was slowly fading a little gray and changing into the blue he liked, ready to face the new day in a good mood.

The wind blows softly and whirlly across the sky, with the characteristic fishy smell of the sea breeze, and as far as the eye can see, the vast and quiet sea is filled with fog and mystery.

The waves below were light, gently pushing wave after wave, and the waves frolicked, played, and rolled on the top of the waves, and finally gently surged onto the thin sand, gently rubbing the slightly rough skin like a lover's hand.

The early bird spreads its wings on the sea and hovers to its heart's content, flying out a wonderful arc, singing a clear cry, taking people into an indescribable dream, the atmosphere is so harmonious and intoxicating, it is serene and quiet, like a sleeping child, occasionally turning over and kicking his feet from time to time.

On a huge rock not far from the sea, which is seven or eight meters high, is standing Wentian, who is wearing a long windbreaker, without glasses, and now he does not appear here as an undefeated person in the East, but completely as a tourist to this gorgeous and vast seaside.

After coming out of Ling Xiaoyun's house yesterday, Wentian made a special trip to the Chrysanthemum Dance Club again, there was only more than a week left before the competition, and the time was pressing, Ma Tengfei blamed him for not practicing dance for so long, and Wentian's solo dance had not yet landed.

All this made Ma Tengfei anxious as the competition gradually approached, and the students of the Chrysanthemum Dance Club got up early and trained in the dark, and one by one, they all seemed to want to perform well in the "Century Dance King" competition.

In fact, everyone has that kind of desire, longing for themselves to be able to attract the attention of the audience when they stand on the stage, longing for their own colorful halo, and longing for their own great achievements.

Even if you have experienced failures and setbacks, you will never give up easily, the values of life are to continue to struggle, to pursue the impossibility of life, to enjoy the great sense of achievement and joy obtained at the moment of success, when a person pursues a lifetime of success when the things are successful, what regrets are there in this life?

For many students of the Chrysanthemum Dance Club, maybe they will not regard dance as a lifelong career in their lives, but they are also eager to be recognized by others, because the recognition of others is the recognition of their talents, the reward of their hard work, even if they are not the protagonists, but who can deny that the success of the protagonists does not have any merit from them.

Maybe after Wang Zhen left, they were disappointed and sad, but Wentian, the joining of this "dance genius" gave them unprecedented confidence, and their belief in victory made them start to train hard, and their hearts have never been so close to the trophy, so close to the championship, almost within reach.

That kind of mentality of victory in sight has made their dance a thousand miles and reached an unprecedented peak, and I believe that when the "Century Dance King Competition" is held, the Chrysanthemum Dance Club, which has been unpopular every year, will definitely be in the limelight.

So it's no wonder that Ma Tengfei wants to blame Wentian, because in their eyes, Wentian's responsibility is too heavy, and there can't be a little sloppiness, not to mention that he hasn't come for half a month, in this regard, Wentian just smiled and said confidently:

"Give me a week and I'll do my solo dance. ”

So this morning, Wentian came to the beach, standing comfortably on this huge rock with a radius of seven or eight meters, looking down at the waves of the sea below slowly surging and gently slapping the rock wall below him, listening to the sound of the waves hitting the rock wall, the sea breeze with a fishy smell gently brushed his cheeks, and suddenly raised his eyes into the distance.

The vast sky and earth fill in the scope of the entire field of vision, and at the same time it is full of the mind of Wentian, boundless to contain the heart of Wentian, feel the charming and unique charm of the sea, Wentian's whole body gradually relaxes, and the spirit is unconsciously contained in the wonderful and vast world, the focus of the eyes is becoming more and more scattered, as if looking ahead, but it is like the vision has passed through thousands of centuries, and the eyes and body have slowly weathered, becoming the same existence as the rock.

Wen Tianxuanang's body stood upright on the rock, the cold and hard cheeks had some slightly long hair hanging down without time restrictions, gently flying with the wind, hands on the back, indifferent eyes looking into the distance, the black slender windbreaker in the sea breeze blowing "grinning", under the rock is the vast sea, layers of waves and white foam, all the way to the distant sky, into the sea and sky, a good poetic scenery.

Time passed quickly, the place where the sea and the sky met in the east became brighter and brighter, and the clouds on the horizon had been dyed orange-red, exuding a shameful light, and the sky had become blue.

With the enhancement of the light, Wentian's somewhat dull eyes began to recover, and after blinking a few times, his eyes became agile and energetic, and his mood became excited and excited with the rising sun, staring motionlessly at the place where the sun was about to come out.

"Little lotus shows sharp corners", the sun after several efforts, finally like a shy girl shy to show a little blush, so, the heaven and the earth change, the fog on the sea in the sun rising under the illumination of the sun began to rise violently, twisted, divided, and changed.

It was a rare spectacle, and the sun rose lazily out of the sea, leaving her perch.

The red-eyed sun rises out of the water, miraculously suspended in the air, refracting thousands of brilliance, reflected on the sea, with the continuous fluctuating water surface, transformed into thousands of flowing light snakes, scurrying around, dazzling.

Looking at the beautiful scenery of the rising sun, a smile appeared on the corner of Wentian's mouth. The palms of the hands hanging on both sides slowly lifted upward, and the breathing gradually deepened and lengthened.

As the sun rose and grew, the hands were raised and the breath was fuller, and the blood in the chest began to boil.

Finally, when the hands were raised to the top of the head, when the inhalation was to the extreme, and the excitement in the chest was also to the extreme, Wentian lowered his jaw and then there was a long roar full of neutrality, and suddenly rose into the air with the clenched fists on both sides of his chest, resounding through the heavens and the earth, and gradually expanding in all directions.

The sea seemed to be awakened by the long howl of Wentian, tossing and turning and moving its body to wake up, so that the light and soothing waves began to become turbulent and violent, the soft wind also became stronger, the sound of the waves became louder and louder, and the tide beat fiercely against the rock wall of the rock under the feet of Wentian, and there was a tendency to become bigger and bigger.

Wentian's hands and body also began to dance with the change of the environment, to say that dancing is better than practicing martial arts, because his strength is much stronger than dance, but to say that it is practicing martial arts, the strength is not as good, so it can only be a strong dance.

Dancing vigorously and powerfully, just like the strong grass in the wind, the waist is elastic and slowly and forcefully stretched, and the hands are constantly shaking and waving like waves in the wind, sprinkling naturally.

The figure gradually blended into the fierce wind, dancing synchronously with the wind, so the wind and Wentian's figure slowly superimposed together, accommodating as one, and could no longer distinguish each other.