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Morning.

Yang Yunhui got up early.

Today is the day to set off for Cangshan Dojo.

All the luggage had been placed in the BMW last night, including newly bought armor and some necessities for survival in the wild.

The family sent Yang Yunhui to the gate of the city, and no one knew what would happen to Yang Yunhui's next trip, and the reluctance in everyone's hearts was shown on their faces at this time.

Li Xinran grabbed his son's hand for a long time and refused to let go, and her tears couldn't stop flowing.

"Mother, I'm leaving. ”

Yang Yunhui looked at his sad mother and could only support her silently.

Yang Lanze also hugged Li Xinran's shoulders.

"Xinran, Hui'er is leaving, this is the way he must go, don't be too sad. ”

"I know... , but I just feel so uncomfortable in my heart," Li happily leaned into her husband's arms.

"Xinran, when the child grows up, he has to face his life after all, don't be too sad, you have to believe that Hui'er can solve his own affairs," Uncle Li Bingrui also stepped forward to persuade him.

Waving his hand silently, Yang Yunhui's tears swirled in his eyes.

Cao Zixiao flicked his whip violently, and the BMW car walked away gently.

Gradually, it went farther and farther, and it went farther and farther.

......

After running for a few days, although the BMW car was very stable, Yang Yunhui still turned from the carriage to the back of the little red horse.

Today's little red horse is very strong, and the servants of the Yang Mansion have raised the little red horse fat and strong, and they are shaking the wind all the way when they walk.

Yang Yunhui touched the supple mane on the back of the little red horse, and scratched it a few more times, and the little red horse snorted comfortably.

"Now that the little red horse has grown up, it has to have a loud name," Yang Yunhui thought in his heart.

After thinking silently for a while, a name came to his mind.

Pale red.

"It's decided, and the little red horse will be called Pale Red in the future. ”

When camping at night, Yang Yunhui led Canghong to the surrounding area to graze. The grass in the mountains grew very lushly, which made the red eat a full meal.

"From now on, you will be called Pale Red, and you will run like a white dragon horse," Yang Yunhui touched the back of the little red horse.

The little red horse seemed to understand, and neighed softly several times.

......

Ten days later, the gate of Cangshan Dojo had appeared in front of him.

"Young master, take care, I'll go back to Nanshan!" Standing at the door of the dojo, Cao Zixiao handed the pale red reins to Yang Yunhui.

"Uncle Cao, don't worry. ”

Cao Zixiao nodded, then turned the front of the car, and the sound of a leather whip on the horse's buttocks sounded.

Hiss~

The BMW is fading away.

Yang Yunhui had been standing at the door and watching the BMW car go away, until he couldn't see his figure, he turned around and entered the dojo.

When he passed by the door, the old man who had been guarding the gate of the Cangshan Dojo appeared.

"Yo, bring the horse, is it the fourth year?"

"Yes, Uncle Han," Yang Yunhui said respectfully.

After so many years of living in Cangshan, everyone already knows that this old man guarding the door is actually the younger brother of the principal Han Chengzi. It's just that everyone doesn't know what his name is, so they can only follow the students in front of them and call him Uncle Han.

"Horses have to be registered, and they have to pay a feeding fee of 10 silver. ”

"Well, Uncle Han, I'm going to go out to practice soon, so I'll stay for a few days. ”

"You have to register for a day, do you think we're just going to be done with it, there's still a lot of work to be done to check it. ”

"Ah, what else?"

"This horse hasn't been tested, has it taken its medicine? It's not trained, is it?" Uncle Han's series of questions made Yang Yunhui speechless in surprise.

"Uh... Is there so much going on?"

"Do you think it's so easy to raise a horse, we have to make sure that all its physique is in good condition, otherwise what if something happens to our students when they ride these horses they bought to go out for training? ”

"I see, thank you very much. ”

"Quick, register, there will be someone later!"

"Okay. ”

......

After separating from Uncle Han, Yang Yunhui walked towards the dormitory.

When Yang Yunhui walked to the door of the dormitory, he saw He Bing and Ji Shuhuan competing kung fu at the door from a distance.

"Hey, two old brothers, such a good interest!" Yang Yunhui said with a smile.

"You kid is here," Ji Shuhuan turned his head to see Yang Yunhui, and he raised his chin.

"Xiaohui, you're here," He Bing came up and wrapped his arms around his shoulders.

"Why did Brother Huan come earlier than me this year?"

"Isn't this about to go out to practice, prepare early," Ji Shuhuan smiled.

At this time, Ji Shuhuan and He Bing stopped fighting, they entered the dormitory with Yang Yunhui, and the three of them sat together and chatted.

This year, He Bing was 19 years old, Ji Shuhuan was 17 years old, and Yang Yunhui was 15 years old.

"Do you know what our training mission will be, and where do we usually go?"

"I know this, the dojo will first do a survey to understand the direction of career development that everyone hopes to develop in the future, and then assign training tasks according to this," Ji Shuhuan said.

"Will we still be together?"

"Not necessarily, most of them are separate tasks. ”

"Wouldn't that be alone!"

"Yes, these experienced tasks are usually relatively simple, and they are not as dangerous as those tasks taken by professionals, so they are only on a separate mission. ”

"Okay, so when are we going to start taking on missions?"

"After a month, we have to study for another month. ”

......

Three days later, Yang Yunhui's fourth semester began.

In the morning, the students of Class 302 of the Practical Department gathered on the playground early, waiting for the arrival of the new teacher.

Several students who participated in the Sky Cup stood together, intentionally or unintentionally, as if they had formed a small group. The other students also divided into several small groups, and they all looked at these guys who participated in the Sky Cup very unpleasantly.

It didn't take long for the stars and the moon to finally arrive.

A middle-aged man appeared in front of everyone.

Yang Yunhui was surprised to find that this sect leader was actually Zhao Shanjun.

"Hello everyone, I am the head of your fourth year, my name is Zhao Shanjun, I believe that some of you have already seen me, I hope you will cherish this last month, and strive to learn all the mastery of Cangshan. ”

Everyone looked at Zhao Jiaotou in front of them, and the whispering sound kept sounding.

"This is the legendary Zhao Shanjun, an eight-rank powerhouse!"

"Principal Han's descendant disciple. ”

"It's mighty!"

"Why is it not a female teacher, I miss the head of higher education. ”

Everyone has different opinions and ideas.

"Alright, let's start the class next," Zhao Shanjun stopped everyone's thoughts.

Everyone was silent, just looking at Zhao Shanjun with blank eyes.

"The trick I'm going to teach you today is called Feng Xiang Po, which is a combination of Wind, Sky Breaking, and Canglong, and I'll demonstrate it to you. ”

Zhao Shanjun brought everyone to a sandbag.

"Everyone is optimistic about this sandbag!" Zhao Shanjun pointed to a large sandbag hanging under a tree.

"Look!"

Zhao Shanjun's face changed as he spoke, his body bowed forward slightly, and his right foot kicked backwards on the ground. Then the whole person disappeared on the spot, and when the figure reappeared, he had already appeared in front of the sandbag five meters away at a very fast speed, and his whole body stabbed the sandbag with an awl.

"Poof. ”

Everyone saw a muffled sound in the sky, and the entire sandbag was blown away.

"Wow!"

The crowd exclaimed.

Zhao Shanjun clapped his hands with satisfaction.

"Okay, the demo is over, have you seen it clearly?"

Some of them shook their heads, some of them nodded.

"Okay, somebody, what's going on?"

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and no one speaks.

"He Bing, you can tell me," Zhao Shanjun saw that no one spoke, so he replied by name.

Helpless, He Bing could only bite the bullet and say, "I didn't see the head of the sect too clearly, but it seemed that he first flashed to the sandbag with a broken air, and then Canglong kicked the sandbag." ”

"Well, you're half right, I also used the Wind. ”

"Ah, is there still a blast wind," Ji Shuhuan whispered in surprise.

"Yes, there is also the wind, at the beginning I was the wind accelerating, then the sky flashing, then the wind accelerating, and finally the dragon attacking," Zhao Shanjun said carefully to Ji Shuhuan.

In the evening, in the dormitory.

"Wow, this trick is so cool today, Mr. Zhao just kicked the 200-pound sandbag away," Ji Shuhuan said excitedly.

"Yes, I didn't expect these movements to be so powerful when combined," Yang Yunhui also said.

"It's a pity that we didn't learn!" He Bing shrugged his shoulders regretfully.

"It's only the first day, don't worry," Ji Shuhuan said happily, "If I learn this trick, I won't have to walk sideways." ”

"Walking sideways, dreaming, have you forgotten the heroes of the world on the Sky Cup?" Yang Yunhui pointed to Ji Shuhuan with his right hand and said.

"It's a little bit carried away. ”

"It doesn't seem difficult to see Mr. Zhao perform this trick, why can't we do it?" He Bing lay on the bed thinking suspiciously.

"Well, I will definitely be able to learn it after a few more days of practice," Ji Shuhuan was a little blindly confident.

On the seventh day.

"Poof!"

On the playground, everyone heard the sound of cloth bags being punctured, followed by sand scattered everywhere.

"Ah, Jiang Xuena succeeded," I don't know who whispered.

Sure enough, I saw Jiang Xuena standing there, surrounded by scattered sand.

He Bing hurriedly stepped forward, "Xue Na, you succeeded!"

Jiang Xuena immediately made a silent movement, then closed her eyes and stood there quietly thinking.

After a while, Jiang Xuena opened her eyes, and there seemed to be a lot of gleam in her eyes, and she was very confident.

At this time, Zhao Shanjun nodded slightly.

"Yes, it's only been a few days, and someone has learned. ”

Yang Yunhui and Ji Shuhuan also stepped forward and surrounded Jiang Xuena's side, constantly asking for details.

So, a day later, Yang Yunhui and He Bing also successfully kicked the sandbag. It's just that Yang Yunhui's strength is a little smaller, and the sandbag is only half kicked, and the effect is worse than He Bing.

After another week, everyone gradually learned to break the wind.

On this day, when class was about to end, Zhao Shanjun called everyone to his side.

"First of all, congratulations to all of you for learning how to break the wind, and here I want to praise you, because all of you will share, and when someone succeeds, you will share your experience with others. ”

Speaking of this, Zhao Shanjun paused, and his face quickly became serious.

"However, I want to ask you one thing seriously, in the future, you can only exchange experiences with each other, only between classmates, and you must not exchange our Cangshan experience with others, and those who violate this article will be blocked by Cangshan with all their might, you know!"

"Yes!"

Everyone replied in unison.

"You classmates should help each other, but don't do the same to others. ”

"Understood!"

"What if someone coerces me?" Someone suddenly asked.

"What kind of coercion law?"

"For example, if he captures us and tortures us, can we still keep the secret?"

"Then don't get caught!"

"Uh..."