A dim ray of moonlight poured into the house through a small window facing the street.

A decent two-story loft. After all, the shops downstairs are all three in.

As soon as I walked in, I was greeted by the smell of rust. On several shelves welded from scrap metal, there are iron boxes of various sizes.

In the corner, there is a wire bed. The quilt on it had a pungent musty smell, and I thought it hadn't been sunburned for a long time. The ground was clean, just a little dust. It's not like downstairs, it's so messy that there's no place to put your feet.

Looking at the room in front of him, which could barely be regarded as a bedroom, Xun Qiu did not show any disgust.

For him, this can only be said to be normal.

At the very least, there are tiled heads and walls to keep the wind out. That's good.

He spent ten years in a dilapidated mud hut in a bunker.

And before that, he was born and lived in another bunker.

In Guo Yi's words, food, clothing, housing, transportation, and housing have never been the first priority.

In his own words, as long as his stomach is full, the house will leak and the wind and rain will hit the window.

Seeing Xun Qiu's natural expression, Lotte Yu appreciated it very much. Xun Qiu's conditions were not good, but his parents left him at least a small two-story bungalow. To say that you are poor is not to be poor. Being able to accept the conditions here calmly shows that he has a big heart.

"Eh, you're full! Sleep! Straight! Tinker Bell lifted the pile of torn cotton on her wire bed called the bed, ready to get inside and rest.

Syllable! A kick in his back was not light.

Tinker Bell exploded all of a sudden, and roared:

"What? Lele, you're looking for death! This place is mine anyway. My bed makes sense, right?! ”

"You know this is your place?! There is no courtesy to entertain guests at all! Let's go, go downstairs to the old Zhang's house next door to buy two quilts! It's reasonable! "Bang, Lotte Yu is another kick," It's really three days since I got on the roof! ”

Tinker Bell's face was full of resentment, and he reluctantly got up and went downstairs with a sigh.

"Hehe, I'm smiling at you." Lotte said and prepared to sit down. The floor was dirty, but he felt very kind. It's a pity that the iron bed that originally belonged to him was already taken and dismantled by Tinker Bell. Now he can only lay on the floor.

"Don't sit. Get up and practice. Time waits for no one. A wicked smile flashed at the corner of Xun Qiu's mouth.

"Isn't it? It's past ten o'clock. How long can you practice? Let's hurry up early tomorrow......" Lotte Yue didn't mean to get up at all.

Syllable. Xun Qiu still kicked Lotte Yu.

"Get up. This exercise only needs to be practiced for half an hour every day, which is enough for a day's exercise. It's very time-saving. Xun Qiu's face continued to smile evilly.

"But didn't you practice in the morning?" Lotte Yu asked.

"In order to teach you, why not practice again?" Xun Qiu did not let go of Lotte Yu.

Because he studied "Mountain Wind Breaking the Clouds" a little, he felt that it was necessary for Lotte Yue to enjoy the pain and joy in the cultivation process with himself.

It's better to be happy alone than to be happy with all.

Especially the good thing of pain and happiness.

……

Tinker Bell carried two ready-bought futons on his back, and walked into his small shop in a huff, and couldn't help but complain:

"In the middle of the night, let me buy some bed! I almost let Old Man Zhang eat it raw! It is estimated that I will not be able to meet him in person for a few days. ”

"I knocked on the door for a long time just now, and I don't know if the noise has caused noise to people nearby. Estimated hanging! Damn, this isn't just a few more guys who are worried about meeting each other! ”

"Damn Lele, go to the academy to enjoy Qingfu by yourself, and come back and fix me!"

"If I hadn't beaten him, I would have ...... a long time ago"

Tinker Bell had just stepped up to the second floor of the store when he was stunned by what he saw.

The two of them with the moonlight on their backs are in very strange poses, and at first glance they look like two ghosts with teeth and claws. The strange stretching movements, the hideous and terrifying face, and the short "ho-ho" sound in the mouth suddenly made Tinker Bell so frightened that the quilt in his hand was thrown to the ground.

"This ...... This formula...... It's just looking back at the moon! Xun Qiu, who broke his body into a strange shape, still explained this action very professionally, "Break your left leg to your back, put your head back, and point your right hand to the sky...... Then, then, keep this breathing rhythm, whew, whew! ”

"Uh......" After about ten seconds, Lotte Yu plopped and fell to the ground, kicking up countless dust. Ignoring his own disgraced face, he exhaled a big breath to blow up a new round of dust, and then babbled in pain.

After a while, he came to his senses, turned his body to the ceiling, and said weakly:

“…… Qiu, are you sure that this exercise is for body refining? Why do I think it's a dance practice?! ”

"I'm sure...... Well, wait a minute, ......" Xun Qiu restored his body to its original state, so he made a contemplative state, "There is indeed another set of dance practice methods, could it be that I am practicing confused?!" ”

When Lotte heard this, the fish jumped up from the floor, pounced on Xun Qiu, and grabbed his throat with both hands and shouted, "What a thing!" What does it mean to practice to be confused?! ”

"Hehe, hey, so soon?" Xun Qiu chuckled and stroked Lotte Yu's hand, "I lied to you." Didn't you see that I was practicing myself? ”

"That's right...... It feels pretty good...... "Lotte Yu stretched his body, and finally his eyebrows were relaxed. He found that this strange set of exercises did have an indescribable effect of relaxing the muscles and activating the nerves, so he practiced for a while, and there was such an obvious change.

"What are you doing?" Tinker Bell picked up the bed on the floor and asked, confused. In his opinion, the appearance of these two people just now was indeed very strange. It can't be associated with any body refining exercises at all.

"Refining the body!" Lotte Yu clenched his fists, felt the changes in his body, and then said to himself, "If I continue to practice like this, I estimate that in a month, my physique will be able to break through to the second or even third level!" ”

"Hmm. This set of exercises is very special and simple. People who have never practiced or those who have poor physical fitness will have a very hard time practicing at first, and even a set of 23 styles will not be completed. But the more you practice, the easier it becomes. When you complete a complete set of exercises without any effort, that is the day you have completed it. ”

Although Xun Qiu looks like a veteran who has been practicing for a long time, he is very honest. But in fact, these are all recorded in "The Mountain Wind Breaks the Clouds".

The magic of this exercise is also self-evident.

Regarding the method of refining the body, he is not ignorant. After all, when he was in the wasteland world, Guo Yi's father, Guo Yan, was one of the members of the bunker guards, and they had their own set of body refining methods. Xun Qiu has also practiced since he was a child. However, that set of body refining methods requires years of perseverance to bear fruit. In contrast, this set of exercises was like a quick fix, tempering their bodies in a short period of time. Not only in terms of flexibility, but even agility, there has been a lot of progress. Of course, if you want to talk about quick success, of course, it can't compare to the rewards given by Baixuan.

"Tinker Bell, are you interested in practicing with us?" Xun Qiu looked at Tinker Bell, who was obviously much weaker than him and Lotte Yu, and asked with malice.

With Tinker Bell's weak appearance, I guess I have to shout to the sky, right? It's funny to think about.

"Don't, don't! I don't want to be a master, it's not necessary, it's really not necessary! Tinker Bell hurriedly waved his hand and refused. No matter how good this exercise is, the ghostly appearance is too disgusting! Lotte Yu and Xun Qiu will leave in a few days. I'm practicing this here alone, if someone finds out, can he still mix in the gray market? It's a shame to think about it.

"Alas, it's a pity!" Xun Qiu and Lotte Yu sighed in unison.

"Sleep, sleep! Hum! Tinker Bell threw the bed to Lotte and jumped into her own bed.

……

At the same time. Azure Island College District. Aemon's House Indoor Training Ground.

Just as Xunqiu and the others were about to rest, Mesfield Emon was still sweating and practicing.

At the marble table not far from her, a middle-aged man sit. That was her master, Nie Xiu.

Nie Xiu was in his forties, 1.9 meters tall, with dark skin, and was wearing a gray half-arm shirt common to martial cultivators. A pair of small eyes under thick eyebrows narrowed into two thin slits. His expression was as cold as steel, and he was meticulously following Mesfield's practice.

When he learned that Mesfield had actually lost to an opponent who was inferior to his own in all the five dimensions of the First Division, Nie Xiu was indeed surprised.

In a junior armor division, with the same mecha configuration, the difference in the five-dimensional level often means an insurmountable gap in combat power. And Mesfil's opponent is a desperate style of playing with 800 kills and 1,000 self-losses, and the possibility of defeating her is even slimmer. But the other party just did it.

Then there are only two possibilities left, either Mesfield hasn't practiced enough, or that kid does have something special.

This lack of practice does not mean physical fitness, but refers to many aspects such as exertional skills and on-the-spot physical distribution. In short, it was Mesfield who used up his excess physical strength and was forcibly leveled by his opponent.

And in the final analysis, it's because I didn't teach hard enough!

If Master Aemon knew about this, wouldn't he be swept away?!

Nie Xiu smiled bitterly. He didn't want to give up on such an easy job.

But...... After practicing for almost two hours at Mesfield, Nie Xiu was also a little confused.

Although Mesfield is still quite immature, this level of skill should be more than enough to deal with a master whose five-dimensional level is inferior to his own.

And the way she works hard, she also sees it in her eyes.

Then there's another possibility.

That kid is extraordinary!

Inexplicably, Nie Xiu became interested in the unknown boy.

It is not easy to force one's proud protégé to the point of a trance. If he really had potential, he wouldn't mind taking another apprentice.

Moreover, if you take this person under your command, it can be regarded as an explanation to that person, right?

Presumably, for an unaccompanied boy, his promising future is many times better than that of ordinary armor masters! He couldn't think of any reason for the kid to refuse.

However, let him test a rookie A master, he can't pull this face.

But Mesfield, in addition to being hardworking, is indeed very qualified.

It's better to officially teach her the heaven-style spear fighting technique created by her friend.

First, my friend's gun fighting skills can be regarded as a inheritance. Second, let's also see how far the spearfighting technique can help Miss Emmon advance. Third, you can also use Miss Emmon's strength to refer to the kid's potential.

If that kid is really a genius, then I have a successor to my own skills. If it weren't for Mesfield's single-minded desire to learn gun fighting, he wouldn't still be worried that the special combat skills he created would not have a suitable home.

Good things, of course, are to make the best use of them!

Nie Xiu's eyes widened angrily, and he suddenly became a lot bigger, almost as wide as a grain of rice!

"Miss Eamon......" He stood up on the stone bench next to the training ground, and walked into the field, a shocking coercion erupted like substance.

"Yes, Master......" Mesfield was almost overwhelmed by the overwhelming feeling of oppression, and almost fell to his knees. She knows the master's strength. But she didn't know that the master was so strong! The face that had been blushing after practicing for more than two hours suddenly turned white.

"It's time to teach you the last few tricks of gun fighting." Nie Xiu looked at his little apprentice with interest.

"Really? Master! Being so shocked by Nie Xiu, Mesfield thought that the master was not satisfied with his performance. Who knew that as soon as the conversation changed, the master was actually going to teach himself the complete gun fighting technique.

Sure enough, the master was also indignant that his apprentice had lost to someone who shouldn't have lost.

It's really, it's crooked. Mesfield's face was respectful and solemn, but his heart was full of joy, and he couldn't cheer.