Lost...... Not only did I lose completely, but even the "backlight" that Mr. Lion gave me was broken......

Soon after, Changfeng didn't know how he left the open-air arena, he only felt that his mind was empty, and he couldn't think normally at all.

"Yo, congratulations. At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded from beside him.

The young man turned his head to look, only to see Li Yong standing beside him, holding the hilt of the "backlight" sword that came by at some point, with a relaxed smile on his face.

"Teacher Lion...... I ......" Changfeng opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.

Even if he lost the game, even the sword given to him by the teacher was broken in two, which was undoubtedly a huge shame in Changfeng's opinion, and he didn't know if Teacher Liyong would be angry, or even if he would have any opinions about himself.

"Look at you, don't you feel very unwilling?" Liyong's left hand dexterously played with the hilt of the "backlight" sword, and looked at his beloved disciple with a look that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

"Yes, I ......"

"What am I, don't think too highly of yourself!" Just as Changfeng was hesitantly about to apologize, there was a stern scolding from his ear.

Since Changfeng knew Liyong, he had never heard this teacher speak to him in such a stern tone, so the young man was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't say a word with his mouth half open.

"It's just a defeat in a competition, what's the matter? Even if you lose a duel to the death with a hundred steps back, as long as your people are still alive, it's not a big deal!"

For Changfeng's defeat, Li Yong had already predicted it, but when he saw that this kid actually "dared" to put on a look of "the baby lost so the baby is unhappy", he still couldn't help but scold angrily.

Is failure a strange thing to do on the road of life? At least not in Rion's view.

From the moment he came out of the village of Kakarik, which had been reduced to ashes, he had embarked on a path full of defeat and crisis.

The pursuit of demons, dangerous beasts, and people with bad intentions, there are actually many, many things in this world that harbor malice towards the brave.

It can be said responsibly that the ten years of Rion were a long time full of blood and sweat, he challenged difficulties countless times, and sometimes failed miserably, but no matter how many times he would come back, like an immortal bird that is constantly nirvana.

"Brave" originally means "a brave hero who saves people from a crisis".

But in Ryon's view, this title represents "the one who has the courage to move forward".

Even if you are beaten and bruised, even if you roll in the mud, even if you throw away all your dignity and face, you must walk firmly on this road, and such a person is qualified to be called a "brave man".

"So one or two failures are nothing to you, or you don't have the right to be upset about these things, so instead of wasting time here, you might as well think more about where you lost. ”

When instilling his philosophy into Changfeng, Liyong sighed with hatred that iron could not be made of steel.

Failure, isn't it nothing? At this time, the young man finally slowly raised his head, which had been hanging down since just now, and glanced at Teacher Liyong with some confusion.

That's right, I'm just a rookie who has just debuted, and if I lose, I just think it's a part of my growth, what's the use of being depressed?

After a while, Changfeng's eyes finally returned to clarity, and the original light and breezy temperament gradually returned to him.

"I'm sorry, I'll never do this again, but this "backlight" ......"

Changfeng looked at the "broken backlight" in Liyong's hand, and there was a trace of reluctance in his eyes, after all, this was a sword specially made for himself.

Although he has not been using this sword for a long time, in Changfeng's heart, this saber is ...... Hey, hey, Mr. Liyong, you!

However, just as Changfeng looked at the section of the "backlight" and fell into memory, Liyong clasped his hands together and very unceremoniously kneaded the broken long sword into a circle of twist!

That's right, a long sword that was half broken, a long sword made of stainless steel, but in the hands of those white-skinned and beautiful people, it looked like it was made of mud, and it was crushed into a ball of scrap metal casually!

"Huh, what did you just say, you want a new saber, I'll give it to you tonight. At this time, Lyon said with a casual smile while crumpling the "broken backlight".

To tell the truth, this "backlight" sword is just a training weapon created by Liyong imitating his own "broken star", both in terms of workmanship and materials, it is just an ordinary "good soldier" level, and in its opinion, it is actually no different from a tree branch.

Elion's understanding of the most famous "Five Great Ruins" in this world in the future, as long as he wants, he can prepare a large number of "Sage-level" blood-made holy weapons for Changfeng, but there is no need for this.

After all, Changfeng's strength had always been too shallow before, and even if he was given a "Sage-level" blood-made holy weapon, it would have no effect, but would make him rely too much on the benefits of weapons and neglect his cultivation.

But what about him now...... I'm a little qualified to use a more decent weapon.

After bringing the confused Changfeng back to the hotel where he lived, Liyong directly threw it to Concubine Xia, and asked Concubine Xia to train this kid well.

Afterwards, the bad teacher happily left the "Boundary Sea City", spread the "Heavenly Demon Wings" behind him, and flew towards the distant Eastern Regions, where the "Death Volcano" was located, at a meteor-like speed......

In the past ten years, Li Yong has personally seen and used at least hundreds of "Blood Sacred Weapons", including at least twenty long swords, and several of them can be obtained at any time.

So after weighing Changfeng's strength progress and fighting style, Li Yong decided which weapon to use as a sword for him.

But is this the legendary "Mandate of Heaven"? The characteristics of that sword and the degree of kiss and harmony of Changfeng's personal are simply seamless, as if it was specially tailored for him...... Riyon thought secretly as he flew.

However, just as Li Yong left the "Jiehai City" and went to the east to look for a suitable weapon for his apprentice, outside the mansion that did not raise his eyes in the city, but almost everyone knew about it, an elegant and handsome figure was slowly walking inward.

Who was the young man I had just met, why did it feel so familiar, and what was his relationship with Sylvie?

At this time, Chang Feibai was thinking about such and such questions in his mind, and walked down the open-air walkway towards his father's study.

In the pure and magnificent "City Lord's Mansion", Chang Feibai's elegant figure is like the male protagonists in the novels that girls love to read, and frequently attracts the attention of some young maids around him during the process.

However, Chang Feibai ignored these gazes, and after passing through a long corridor, he turned around and entered a room that exuded a strong scent of sandalwood.

The room is covered with a large area of smooth, silver-gray carpet that makes people walk without the slightest sound of footsteps, and there are colorful flower pots and many bookshelves made of rosewood.

There is a saying that to identify whether the owner of the house is a nobleman with a long history or a nouveau riche who has suddenly risen, then one only needs to look at his study to get the answer.

For example, in this study, although there are not many extravagant and unrealistic decorations in the room, when someone comes here, they can always feel a sense of heaviness that has been precipitated by history, which makes people awe-inspired.

When Chang Feiwen walked to the study, he walked to the innermost corner, where a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties was sitting behind a large desk, sorting out some papers.

"How about it, are you going to help at the city gate today?" After seeing his favorite eldest son, the middle-aged man behind the desk, Changnuo gently put down the documents in his hand, raised his head and said with a smile.

As the current city lord of the "Jiehai City" and the current patriarch of the "Chang Family", Chang Nuo does not look as powerful and domineering as rumored, but rather looks like a middle-aged man with a high level of cultural literacy, and his gestures exude a strong bookish smell.

However, this is only on the surface, Chang Nuo is the patriarch of the thousand-year-old family, if he is really as easy to deal with as it seems, then it is impossible for this family to survive thousands of years without falling, and it is getting stronger and stronger.

"Father, I have met Miss Sylvie to-day, and there is a very strange person with her. ”

Although Chang Feibai, as a powerful "Yinhui-level" master, has a pivotal position among the younger generation, he is still young after all, so he will take the initiative to ask his father when he encounters many things.

"Oh? ”

Because he was friends with Truman's old fellow, Changnuo was of course very supportive of his son chasing Sylvie, and would occasionally offer some help.

It's just that Changnuo himself knows that although Changfeibai, this kid is extremely smart in cultivation, but he is as stupid as a ten-year-old child in chasing girls, and he feels a little helpless because of this.

Changnuo sometimes thinks that he himself started to go in and out of the flowers at the age of fourteen, why did he give birth to such an eyeless stupid son?

But after thinking about it, Changnuo couldn't open his eldest son's not very bright brain, so he had to listen patiently to his sometimes ridiculous words.