Rumble!!

The scarlet halo behind Isaha burst open, and all the area between the two of them was shrouded in a blood-red color. Wherever the red spreads, the halo quickly turns into a magma-like red liquid that flows slowly through the streets.

The corners of Sith's mouth were smiling, his eyes were cold and fanatical, and the whole person was full of inexplicable contradictions. The three pairs of huge black wings behind him shook slightly, flew directly into the air, stepped on the street lamp, and the black six wings suddenly completely enveloped themselves. A few scattered black feathers slowly fell. A little bit of darkness slowly began to spread around him.

The two of them looked at each other, one high and one low. Countless magma-like fiery red colors slowly spread around them.

Isaha's right hand was outstretched, facing the Sith. The fiery red eyes behind him gradually turned dark red.

"Who!!" He looked sharply at the door of the warehouse on the other side.

The Sith looked in that direction as well. To be able to deceive yourself at such a close distance to be discovered. It can be seen that the strength of the person who came.

The entrance to the warehouse, where it should have been illuminated by street lights, was unusually dark. A slender figure slowly emerged from the darkness. It was a young woman like a falcon, with a delicate face, short black hair tied in a short ponytail, and a calm expression. He was casually draped in a dark purple trench coat, with the buttons open, revealing the black bandeau and dark trousers inside, and the black boots made a crisp clicking sound when stepping on the cold street.

"I'm passing by, you go on." The woman said casually.

Isaha's eyes narrowed slightly, he glanced at Sith, withdrew his hand, and the countless fiery red magma around him quickly sank into the red ripples behind him, and the two huge eyes slowly disappeared into the air. He pressed the brim of his hat, turned around and disappeared instantly.

The whole street returned to its original calm, as if there had been no fighting since the beginning.

The six wings behind the Sith at the top of the street lamp suddenly shattered, turning into countless black feathers and flying away.

"Sith, don't you remember me?" The woman suddenly spoke. She put her hands in the pockets of her trench coat and tilted her head slightly.

Sith leaped lightly and landed directly on the ground in front of the woman.

"What are you going to do?"

"After so many years of old friends, you don't want me at all. It really makes me so sad. The woman smiled. Besides, I saved you once. ”

"Help me?" Sith's face was slightly gloomy, "You think I can't kill him?" ”

"At least you can't now. How did such a serious injury come about? The woman snapped her fingers slightly, and the countless transparent ripples around her instantly dissipated, and the street seemed to return to reality, and two black cars drove in front of the two of them one after another, and the breeze blew the back of the woman's long trench coat.

The Sith was silent.

The woman was silent.

After a moment of silence, the Sith said abruptly, "Isaha, it's really terrifying. ”

"Yes, even in your heyday, you were no match for him. Plus I'm pretty much the same. The woman whispered.

Sith Moran.

This is the first time he feels a real gap in the opponent of the same level, even if he faced Yan Shi at the beginning, it is also a level higher than the suppression, he is confident that if it is the same level of level, he is definitely the strongest group of people, this is the absolute self-confidence of every strong person, and it is a full affirmation of his own efforts and accumulation, so when each strong person does not see the absolute gap, he will not admit that he is inferior to others, so every strong man has absolute confidence in other strong people, No one will consider themselves worse than others.

Moreover, at his level, what really determines the outcome is not the potential energy, but in the battle, combat experience, ability restraint, tactical use and other means. After all, in this world now, there are too few strong people who have reached the B level.

But Isaha seemed to be above the Sith in every way.

"You have no reason to provoke Isaha, of course, I won't ask your reason, but you can't do it alone, do you want me to help you?" The woman asked with a smile, her smile graceful with calmness and absolute confidence.

"No, I don't." Sith said lightly, turned around and walked in the same direction. Soon it disappeared around the corner.

The woman clasped her hands and watched with interest at the back of the Sith leaving.

An Caiyuan's matter is over.

In the end, their combined team failed. For this result, Lin Fei was not interested in care. All he had to do was get his fair share. An Caiyuan returned to South Korea disappointed, and Lin Fei also got on the plane back to Southwest Province alone.

It took only an hour to return to Fengyang City, the capital of Southwest Province, from Jiangnan City.

When I came out of Fengyang Airport, it was already afternoon, and the blood-red sunset dyed everything the same color.

Lin Fei unexpectedly receives a text message from Sith.

Outside the airport, standing in front of a silver Volkswagen, Lin Fei looked at the mobile phone in his hand. There was silence and did not get into the car for a long time.

"Mr. Lin?" The male driver in the driver's seat asked suspiciously. He was ordered to come to Fengyang to pick up people.

"Oh, nothing." Lin Fei still looks like a middle-aged man. Pull the door and sit in the back.

The car door slammed shut, and Lin Fei closed the lid of the phone. His eyes flickered slightly. The scenery outside the car window slowly began to recede, and through the dark window, everything outside seemed to fall silent.

"Isaha," he sighed softly.

"What did you say, sir?" The driver in front of him tilted his head slightly and asked.

"It's nothing, it's just that I just came back and felt something." Lin Fei put on a gentle smile.

On the edge of the Pingshi Municipal Axe Building, in a residential building on the side of the road.

Chen Jing sat on the edge of the bed in the bedroom with a haggard face.

"Red Boots is in that swordsmanship club!! We should find someone to catch her again!! ”

A young woman next to her gave her a helpless look.

"That kind of murderer!!" Chen Jing bit her lip and said hatefully, "Aren't you a dream eater family that claims to be very strong? Why did it fail twice in a row? Even Sister Chunli is dead."

Wang Chunli escaped with her at the beginning of the pursuit of Red Boots, but now she is gone, and among the three, she is the only one left. She couldn't forget the fear and helplessness she felt.

Chen Jing has become a little nervous, she has been hiding here for many days, she can't go out, and she doesn't dare to go out. The range of activities is only a room of less than 100 square meters.

The young woman on the side, wearing a black shirt and trousers, was the one who had been in contact with her as a representative of the Wu family.

"If only it were that simple." The woman said helplessly. "Their actions have already been discovered. Five liaison officers in a row are dead, plus," she paused. "Your brother Chen Wu is missing."

Chen Jing was taken aback.

"Missing? Why? ”

"We don't know that the Wu family is seriously undermanpower now. Wang Chunli brought you in to supplement our staff. After experiencing those events before, you should also know that our dream world is essentially a world of the jungle. It's not a metaphor, it's the real law of the jungle! The weak are preyed upon at will by the strong. This is our law. That's why you decided to join us in the first place? ”

Chen Jing's face slowly calmed down.

"You have to be clear that now we are not strong enough, and we must be patient." The woman persuaded. "In both operations, although we suffered heavy losses, the red boots did not come without a price. Just wait for the next batch of reinforcements to arrive. In the meantime, you have to hide well. For us your important surname is not in battle. ”

Chen Jing bit her lip and nodded fiercely.

June 14, 2005 at 9:17 a.m. in the Swordsmanship Club.

In the sixth swordsmanship room, more than a dozen young people held swords crookedly and slowly swayed with a young woman standing at the front, and occasionally the unopened sword bodies collided with each other to make a crisp metallic sound.

The woman standing in the front row had a delicate face, dressed in plain white, and her white clothes fluttered when she danced the sword, and she was Xu Ruoruo. Her eyes were focused on the tip of the sword, and all her energy seemed to be condensed on it. She is no longer the little sister she used to be. It seems that after this great change, she has also seen through a lot of things, and she has devoted all her energy to sword training.

"The key to the introduction of my Longyi swordsmanship lies in the hand holding the sword, and it must be stable first! It's not about stability in a simple sense, it's about being able to reach the extreme level that you can do. A young boy stood next to him, explaining carefully. The boy is no more than ten years old, and his face is barely the level of the public face, and he looks very ordinary. However, the figure is quite standard, and the ten fingers of his hands are slender, just like those who play the piano.

"The cerebellum is the cerebellum because of the ability to walk on both feet instead of on all fours." This boy is Lin Fei after returning from Fengyang. At this time, he was temporarily stuck in a bottleneck, and naturally he also resumed his previous normal life. "The cerebellum controls the body to constantly adjust its balance at any time, front and back, left and right, if you are careful, you can find that your body is actually swinging slightly every moment, and then constantly adjusting with the swing. That's where the cerebellum comes in. After a pause, he continued, "It's like we pick up a glass of water. The weight of the water and the force we need to exert are balanced against each other, and a little bit stronger in order for us to be able to hold it up. However, if you hang it in mid-air, you can clearly see that the water glass is constantly swinging up and down slightly. ”

Everyone listened very carefully, after all, Lin Fei's name was Senior Brother Teaching. He is responsible for the coaching of dozens of students here. Although they didn't come to the club many times, they were able to learn the most basic knowledge.

Among them, the most serious is a girl on the left of the students, this girl is slightly chubby, and her face can only be regarded as delicate, which is an inconspicuous type among the students. She is Zhou Ting, who has been pursuing the so-called adventure element. Since the last time she went out shopping with a few classmates, after seeing this, she had the idea of coming in to try her luck and signed up for the training of the swordsmanship club. Unexpectedly, as soon as she came in, she saw Lin Fei, the sword-wielding boy who had caused a shocking murder on the upper floor of her house. Suddenly, my heart was completely down-to-earth. She was shocked by Lin Fei at the beginning, so she frantically participated in various martial arts clubs and the like.

After Zhou Ting entered the Sword Fighting Club, when she saw Lin Fei, she thought that she had made a mistake at first, but after some contact, she became more and more confused. This Lin Fei has a faint coldness in her temperament, which is very similar to the boy she saw at the beginning. In the end, it was basically completely determined that the two were one person. There is only one opportunity to ask in person.

"Longyi swordsmanship is also based on this principle, relying on the so-called balance force to achieve the purpose of refining one's own strength. Dance the sword slowly, experience it carefully, and try to stabilize your sword body so that it is straight and coordinated, and do not tilt the tip of the sword to the side. Lin Fei walked on the edge of the student formation and said slowly. This set of basic sword dances, like Xu Jiaoxi, is basically up to standard. ”

(To be continued)