As the sun sets, the glow becomes a cloud, the fiery red sky is like a tumbling ocean, piled up in the distance, and the birds that occasionally fly by come with a crisp and long call.

"It's delicious, it's delicious, it tastes so good!" Duck held the rice bowl and clumsily picked up the vegetables with chopsticks, his mouth was stuffed full, and he was full of praise as he ate.

"Of course, our oriental cuisine is broad and profound, and has a long history, which is what you can imagine." Luo Xiaodie sandwiched a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs into the bowl, looking proud.

"But aren't these dishes made by Gabriel? What does it have to do with you? "Duck is a big man, and he doesn't know what taboos are, so he has something to say.

"I said, where are your eyes looking, I just referred to the dish in front of me, it has nothing to do with people." Luo Xiaodie retorted as she ordered a dish with her chopsticks.

"Ahem." Gong Bing brushed his presence on the side.

"Oh, junior brother, listen to me, I just said this to Dark, but not against you, of course the food you made is authentic and delicious." Hearing Gong Bing's voice, Luo Xiaodie quickly turned her head to explain that she was really worried that Gong Bing would be angry and she would not be able to eat such meals in the future.

"I can't imagine that Gabriel is not only good at cooking, but also so good at cooking." Duck praised without hesitation.

"Don't snatch my ribs!" Duck exclaimed.

"Is your name written on it? Whoever catches it is whoever's. Luo Xiaodie laughed, and then shouted, "You stop me, this is my leek egg!" ”

At this moment, in addition to the curator, everyone sat around the big round dining table, on which there were six dishes and one soup, each dish was fully weighted, and a large bucket full of white rice, which completely satisfied the rice bags of seven martial arts practitioners.

Duck feels confident and arrogant, but this is also because he has real skills and excellent kung fu in his hands, so it is understandable to have such an attitude, and he himself takes it for granted, am I higher than you, and I still need to cringe?

Adhering to this idea, although he lost to Gong Bing in this competition, he didn't care, but appreciated Gong Bing's ability, plus the other party could cook good dishes, he felt that Gong Bing was a person worth befriending.

The secret martial arts world is originally a world where the strong are respected, and having the ability will naturally be convincing, not to mention that Luo Wu and the Iron Fist Sect have a very good relationship, and the curator of the two is still a close friend for many years, and the relationship between the disciples below is naturally not bad.

Now that they have eaten together and talked with each other, Dark's loud voice and open-minded attitude have also left a good impression on Gart and others, and under the improvement of favorability, the dinner table will be warm and harmonious.

"In the previous battle, Gabriel's biggest advantage was to take the initiative in the first strong attack, but when it comes to the depth of skill, it is still the Darker of the Iron Fist Gate who is better, and the reason why you can win this time is also because of your solid foundation and excellent on-the-spot performance, but Gabriel, you can't be complacent because of this, you should learn from it and make persistent efforts.

And the three of you, did you hear what I said to Gabriel? During the dinner, Luo Xiaohu did not forget to admonish a few people.

Luo Xiaohu's personality is a little nagging, but whenever he finds out that you are not serious or distracted when he is preaching, Luo Xiaohu can definitely start a lecture for you for an hour or two without pause, and the four people who have been deeply affected by him naturally nodded obediently and were taught, putting on a preoccupied appearance.

"Wu Luo and Iron Fist Gate have their own merits, Iron Fist Gate hard bridge and hard horse, each disciple is good at strong and heavy play, while Luo Wu pays more attention to body style, is good at moving and transferring, creating and catching opponents' mistakes, and counterattacking in defense.

Of course, even if it is the same kung fu, but different people will have different understandings, in addition to a solid foundation, martial artists need to know how to adapt to changes, not to be led by the nose by the opponent, Gat you are in the fight with Dak, he is confused, always hard to fight with him, so remember not to use your own shortcomings to hit the other's strengths. ”

Gart scratched his hair and nodded in response.

"Gabriel, the momentum you exuded during the jousting is still fresh in my memory." Darker put down the dishes and chopsticks, and said with a solemn face: "Even inside the door, only the door master and a few elders have given me such a feeling."

"Momentum!" Rowling repeated a sentence on the side, as if thinking, "That's a big word." ”

"A warrior is a person who constantly challenges himself and breaks through the shackles of the human body, because of his ability to build self-confidence, self-confidence in turn promotes the growth of his ability, these two can also be said in another way, that is, your physical and spiritual will.

Momentum is not an ethereal thing, in nature, when the small animal faces the lion and tiger of the king of the forest, the king of the forest does not need any action at all, just with a look, he can devour the minds of others, and he can't raise the slightest idea of resistance.

As for whether or not you can comprehend and condense momentum, it is a difficult question whether you can become a high-level martial artist, of course, you are still early from this realm, but it does not prevent you from trying to think from now on. Luo Xiaohu had already put down the dishes and chopsticks at this time, and said to them with his arms crossed.

When he heard the momentum, Gong Bing couldn't help but recall the picture of Luo Xiaohu performing martial arts for himself on the first day he came to the martial arts hall.

Gong Bing pondered silently in his heart.

"Duck, how did you come to us today for no apparent reason?" Through the spice of food, the relationship between everyone and Duck is closer, Luo Xiaodie asked curiously.

Before the meal, Luo Xiaodie told Gong Bing that generally this kind of exchange and exchange between martial arts halls needs to be greeted in advance in the name of each martial arts hall, and then the elders in the sect will lead a different number of disciples to visit.

"I'm on my own travels, hoping to compete with different secret martial artists to improve myself, this is a proposal given to me by my master, and I think it's a good idea."

Although this is indeed the words of the Feromon Lord, the Feromon Lord originally planned to wait for him to stay up in the martial arts hall for a while, and after putting away his impulsive temperament, he would personally take him outside to find different opponents to compete, but this guy is good, the Sect Master just mentioned this matter, and he immediately ran out of the Martial Arts Pavilion and killed the Luo Clan Martial Arts Gym, maybe the Ferromen Lord has not found out that his favorite little disciple has escaped at this moment.

When Duck was a child, he was a troublesome kid long before he entered the Iron Fist Gate, and in elementary school, he fought with others all day long, either with the same grade or with the seniors, whether it was a heads-up or a group fight, he was not welcome.

He has never lost in a single fight, and he has won and lost in group fights, and even if he is knocked to the ground, he will only recuperate for a few days, and then continue to fight.

Everyone is a primary school student, and even if there are always a few who are taller than others, in general, the physical development of eight or nine-year-old children is almost the same.

Duck is no exception, his size is only near the horizon, but the only difference is his unyielding energy, and his age-inappropriate ruthlessness, so the children who can usually beat him up will eventually be frightened by his ruthlessness.

He fights at school for three days and two ends, not only is not liked by classmates and friends, but also inevitably criticized by teachers, parents are invited to school by teachers is even more commonplace, it is like clocking in at work, and the result is without exception beaten to death by his father with a bear-like figure.

But he doesn't remember to eat or not, and after a night, he will drag his blue nose and swollen face to continue to find someone to fight.

All imaginable educational methods have been tried, and both parents and teachers are at a loss for him, feeling that this is a disease or a terminal illness.

It didn't take long for his classmates in the school to be tortured by him, and no one was willing to provoke him, and Duck himself felt bored, because he couldn't find anyone willing to fight with him, so he turned his attention to the outside of the school, specifically looking for trouble with the little hooligans who came here.

To put it bluntly, the little hooligans outside the school are just big children who don't study well and have all kinds of bad problems, and if you let them deal with a child, they can't get by with face, and it's not good to be beaten up, and they really rush up and beat this guy, in short, they are miserable by him, and they avoid it.

Until he met Lord Ferromon and was accepted by him into the Iron Fist Gate, Dark's strength to fight in the process of practicing martial arts, not only did not restrain in the slightest, but intensified, and the entire martial arts hall was beaten by him, he didn't care whether he could fight or not, he just loved to fight.

Duck is such a person, although he lost the competition in Luo Wu today, he did not feel depressed at all, but was happy because he found the object of the fight.