In the capital in September, the night is the coolest season, the breeze is gentle, the moon is in the sky, there is no heat in the daytime, scattered on the paths on the campus, there is a kind of refreshing and quiet comfort.

Originally, Yang Yifeng and Han Yixue were talking and laughing happily on the shore of Lover's Lake, but that place was really not suitable for them to stay for a long time. Anyone who has gone to college knows that men and women who fall in love are very impulsive, and with the increase in the number of couples around them, scenes that make people blush and heartbeat appear from time to time, and some bold and open men and women are unscrupulous hugging, touching, kissing, and doing the most intimate actions, so that the two gradually become unnatural.

At Yang Yifeng's suggestion, the two walked along a path on campus, although they were a little embarrassed by each other, but they gradually relaxed, enjoying the coolness of the night, and the conversation box between the two was also opened, chatting about their respective experiences and hobbies, and they actually found that their hobbies were very similar, in addition to liking reading, they were also people who liked sports.

Before they knew it, the two walked to the edge of Huaxia University, climbed over the two-meter-high wall, and there was a poplar forest outside.

"Time flies so fast, it's half past ten, and the dormitory lights will go out in half an hour, let's go back." Han Yixue unconsciously glanced at the exquisite watch on her wrist, and suddenly exclaimed.

Yang Yifeng nodded, and just as the two of them turned around to leave, they suddenly heard a fluttering sound from the poplar forest outside the wall, and then a miserable snort sounded, and at the same time, a cold voice said: "If you want to escape, it's not that easy, tonight is where you are buried." ”

Yang Yifeng protected Han Yixue behind him, listened attentively to the movement outside, and whispered to Han Yixue: "It's not good, someone outside is in trouble, it seems that someone wants to kill him." ”

Han Yixue subconsciously grabbed Yang Yifeng's arm tightly, looked at Yang Yifeng eagerly and said, "Then we can't see death without help, go out and help him." ”

Nodding, Yang Yifeng stared at Han Yixue and said, "You are here, I will go out to take a look at the situation and come back soon." ”

"Then be careful, I'll wait for you, and if it's dangerous, I'll come back immediately." Although Han Yixue didn't dare to stay here alone, she also knew that if she followed Yang Yifeng out, not only would she not be able to help him, but she would also distract him from taking care of himself, and if things were in trouble, the two of them would also be in danger.

Gently patting Han Yixue's shoulder, Yang Yifeng ran to the wall with brisk steps, kicked the ground with both feet, jumped upward, grabbed the edge of the wall, and pushed up, and his body had fallen lightly on the wall.

After paying attention to the surrounding situation and not finding any danger, Yang Yifeng jumped lightly outside the wall. Following the place where the voice just came from, I touched it with my hands and feet.

After about a hundred meters of progress, I saw a young man lying in the open space in front of me, who was struggling to stand up with a painful face, a hard face full of unyielding and angry, and stared coldly at a man in black standing opposite.

After the young man stood up, by the moonlight, Yang Yifeng was surprised to see that his legs were covered with blood, and there was a trap on his feet, and he was standing there unsteadily.

Because the man in black was leaning against Yang Yifeng, he couldn't see his appearance and age clearly, but he was carrying a bright steel knife in his hand, and he was murderous. At this time, he smiled and said coldly: "Severe winter, don't blame me for being ruthless, I am also entrusted by others, if I don't kill you, I will be very troublesome." So if you're offended, don't blame me when you get down. ”

After saying this, the man in black took a step forward, and the steel knife in his hand brought a strong wind, hugging his head and slashing the head of the harsh winter.

Yang Yifeng's heart was shocked, just now Han Yixue told himself about the person of Yan Dong, as a junior of the Ancient Martial Arts Department of Huaxia University, he is known as the Iron Fist, and the third master in the arena, but many big forces are vying for the object, but he did not expect to be in deep danger at this time, seeing that his injury does not seem to be light, the attack of the man in black is very fierce, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to escape the cold winter.

Thinking of this, Yang Yifeng no longer hid, and emerged from behind the tree, staring at the ground with his feet, and his body catapulted forward.

Yan Dong stared coldly at the attack of the man in black, seeing the steel knife slashing at his head, the uninjured foot retreated sharply back again and again, clenched his fists, smashed at the wrist of the man in black holding the knife, and attacked the face of the man in black with a punch.

The harsh winter, known as the iron fist, took the fierce route, and the punch with all his strength was fierce, and it was in front of the man in black in the blink of an eye.

The man in black missed with a knife, his wrist flipped, and the steel knife was provoked upward, sweeping towards Winter's lower abdomen, while his head was tilted back, and Winter's punch grazed his jaw in the air.

At this time, Yan Dong had already noticed Yang Yifeng who was rushing towards him, and he didn't know whether the other party was friend or foe, so he gave up attacking the man in black again, and stepped back again with one foot.

This action has consumed the only trace of physical strength left in the harsh winter, and he was already injured, the leg between the captured beast weapon hurt again, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his body staggered, almost falling to the ground.

It's just that at the moment of life and death, he endured his tired body, controlled his center of gravity and stood up straight, clenched his fists, and looked at Yang Yifeng.

The man in black also heard the movement behind him, turned around quickly, and just held the knife across his chest, and became vigilant.

It was the first time for Yang Yifeng to really face this kind of real knife and gun fight, and he was naturally a little nervous in his heart, and he didn't have any nonsense to save people, and his body that went straight forward stopped in front of the man in black, and a wild horse attacked the man in black with a mane.

When the man in black saw him attacking him, he snorted coldly, and the steel knife swept and slashed at Yang Yifeng's waist and abdomen.

Yang Yifeng leaned forward, his waist and abdomen tightened back, and his buttocks were cocked back, although the posture was indecent, but he just dodged the knife of the man in black, and then a green dragon tanhai buckled the wrist of the man in black, and while his body flipped to the side, he pulled and pushed the arm of the man in black, pushing the man in black backwards.

The man in black was pushed out a few steps and stood firm, his gloomy face was full of shame, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and while he pounced forward, the steel knife swung out again and slashed at Yang Yifeng's chest.

Yang Yifeng had an iron plate bridge, his body was centered on the waist axis, leaning back at ninety degrees, and the steel knife brushed his body and split the air.

Then turning the ground with one foot, Yang Yifeng's body rotated close to the body of the man in black, grabbed it with both hands, and grabbed the wrist of the man in black holding the knife again.

When the man in black didn't have time to put away the knife, Yang Yifeng's body was already glued to the back of the man in black, and at the same time, he folded one of the arms of the man in black behind him, twisted it hard, the man in black screamed, the steel knife fell to the ground, and one arm had been twisted and dislocated by Yang Yifeng.

The black-clothed man who was pushed out again turned pale in pain, turned around and stared at Yang Yifeng fiercely a few times, turned around and fled into the forest with his dislocated arm, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Yan Dong was stunned and looked at Yang Yifeng, who turned around and smiled at him, he could see clearly in the short fight just now, this thin and sunny young man gave him a shock, he didn't expect the other party to look a few years younger than himself, and his skills were so flexible, and he easily injured the man in black.

"Thank you for saving me, my name is Yan Dong, what is the name of the little brother?" After a short period of distraction in the harsh winter, he looked at Yang Yifeng with a grateful face.

"Iron Fist Winter, one of the heroes of Huaxia University, looking at your situation, the injury is not light, your leg needs treatment urgently, otherwise it will be useless. I am a freshman in my freshman year, my name is Yang Yifeng. Yang Yifeng smiled faintly and looked at Yan Dongdao.