"Good martial arts!"

Zhao Changfeng's eyes were condensed, he was able to achieve both form and spirit, which was beyond the scope of martial arts cultivated by ordinary people, and could be called combat skills.

The so-called combat technique is also a kind of martial arts, but it is different from the martial arts practiced by ordinary people, and the performer can greatly increase his strength through combat skills, so as to exert more powerful combat power.

Because of this, each combat skill is a precious resource in the Northern Desert and even in the world, and its high price is enough to discourage ordinary people, and only powerful warriors and nobles have the ability to possess combat skills. Although the Bai family is a famous nobleman in the base, it must be extremely expensive for martial arts. But since the young man in front of him was the third son of the Bai family, Zhao Changfeng was not surprised that he was already able to cultivate combat skills before he was a martial artist.

No matter how good the martial arts are, it depends on whose hands it is used, and in the hands of the martial artist, it can burst out with the power of opening mountains and cracking stones, but if it is performed in the hands of Bai Changge, it is a bit insufficient.

I saw him standing sideways, his feet firmly fixed on the ground one after the other, only one hand was stretched out in front, and the other arm was tightly carried behind him, it seemed that he really wanted to let him have one hand.

"Come on, it's a pity that I'm in good clothes. ”

Zhao Changfeng said lightly, although his personality is peaceful, it does not mean that he can be bullied and has no temper, on the contrary, the perseverance and arrogance hidden under Zhao Changfeng's plain and easy-going personality are stronger than anyone else!

"Humph!"

Bai Changge didn't know what Zhao Changfeng meant, he snorted coldly at this time, and then the whole person moved, only to see that his body became extremely light, like a real divine eagle, and the distance of ten meters between the two of them allowed him to easily cross in three steps, and he came to Zhao Changfeng in the blink of an eye.

His arms floated up and down with the jump like two wings, and with the momentum of the last jump, he grabbed Zhao Changfeng fiercely with both hands into claws, like a big eagle that was pounced, and the attack was fatal. It's just that this move is more than ferocious, the change is insufficient, and the purpose is too obvious, Zhao Changfeng can see the flaws in this move at a glance.

"It seems that ordinary people are really a little reluctant to use the martial arts of martial arts, and what Bai Changge has learned is only the surface of this combat skill. ”

Zhao Changfeng's eyes flashed when he thought of this, and in the face of this dangerous blow, not only did he not dodge in the slightest, but took a step forward and came to an empty space in front of Bai Changge.

The so-called strength starts from the feet, and the strength comes from the waist. Zhao Changfeng crushed his feet on the ground slightly at this time, and there was a strong force that penetrated his whole body, and then he turned his waist violently, and he punched out with this force.

"Click!"

With a crisp sound, the three ribs under Bai Changge's armpit broke together, and then he was sent flying in the air, and after drawing a small arc in the sky, he fell to the ground not far away.

"You!"

After a long time, Bai Changge struggled to lift his upper body slightly, the pain of the fracture made his expression extremely hideous, he stretched out a trembling finger at Zhao Changfeng, but he couldn't say anything.

Bai Changge has been smooth sailing since he began to practice martial arts, and it has only taken one year to be promoted from an ordinary person to a blue-clothed disciple, which is much faster than most apprentices, and being defeated by Zhao Changfeng so easily at this time has obviously dealt an extremely big blow to his self-confidence. Compared to the blow, the physical pain is no longer so important.

"Concession. ”

Zhao Changfeng arched his hand insincerely, and then walked straight past Bai Changge, Bai Changge finally couldn't suppress the anger in his heart when he saw him like this, and a stream of blood surged up, and then his eyes turned black and he lost his mind.

Zhao Changfeng, who walked out of the gymnasium, couldn't help but squint his eyes, it was noon in the outside world at this time, and the sun shone on the ground through the clear sky, which was very bright. Since there is no sunlight in the gymnasium, it is darker than outside, and he will inevitably be a little uncomfortable when he first comes out.

This school is the only school in the Desert Scorpion base, so it is directly named after the base, it is one of the few institutions that the base has since its establishment, and it has a very large power in the base, if you look down from the sky, you will find a huge green space in a group of dense buildings, which is very luxurious in the base where every inch of land is valuable, and this green space is the campus of the school.

The base stipulates that anyone of school age must come to the school to learn all kinds of knowledge, and receive martial arts training, the reason why the desert scorpion can stand in the desert where monsters are raging, is the test of the strength of the warrior, and the policy of practicing martial arts for all people will obviously greatly increase the number of warriors.

The entire city of sand has a population of tens of millions, but there is only one school, so you can imagine what kind of level the number of students in it will reach.

At this time, it was the end of school, and I saw a large number of students pouring out of the surrounding teaching buildings, like a black tide quickly spread all over the campus, almost all of them were laughing with their familiar people and slowly leaving the campus.

"Long Wind!"

"Senior Brother Zhao!"

Where Zhao Changfeng walked, there were often passers-by who greeted him, some of whom Zhao Changfeng knew and some who didn't, but he nodded kindly in response.

The base divides the previous strength of the warrior into four stages: white, pink, blue, and black, so that there is a clear division of strength between ordinary people who have not become warriors, which greatly simplifies the difficulty of management.

There are more than 100,000 middle school students in the Desert Scorpion School, although they all practice martial arts, but not everyone is talented, these students only practice martial arts to make themselves stronger and master some combat skills. Only twenty or thirty thousand people were the lowest-level apprentices in white. When it comes to the level of pink-clothed apprentices, there are only a few thousand, and the level of blue-clothed apprentices is only a few hundred, as for the black-clothed apprentices, they are basically closed disciples in various martial arts halls, and anyone who sees them must be honored as senior brothers, and there are only seven such existences.

From this ratio, it can be seen that among these four levels, only the two levels of martial arts apprentices in blue and black are really looked up to.

Because this not only shows that they have strength beyond ordinary people, but more importantly, most of them have the qualifications to practice martial arts, and they may even become the only martial artists in ten thousand in the end!

You have to know why the base allows all students to practice martial arts? The ultimate goal is to train real martial artists. Warriors are the foundation of human existence and the most important resource, and even if only one of these people becomes a warrior, then all the previous actions will be worth it.

It is not easy enough to rank in the top hundreds among more than 100,000 people, not to mention that Zhao Changfeng is still known as the strongest blue-clothed apprentice among them, which not only means that his strength is strong, but also that he is already a future martial artist, so it is normal for him to be treated so warmly by everyone.

"Wow, do you see it? I greeted Senior Brother Zhao just now, and he actually ignored me. ”

At this time, a girl couldn't help screaming happily, and pulled the good sister next to her and jumped up excitedly.

"Senior Brother Zhao is really as approachable as the rumors say, and he is not at all different from the other blue-clothed disciples. The girl on the side also said.

"That is, Senior Brother Zhao is different from those blue-clothed disciples who have been cultivated by relying on the family's resources, his strength has been cultivated step by step, so he can become the strongest person in actual combat among all blue-clothed disciples. ”

These girls chattered endlessly, obviously they had been secretly paying attention to Zhao Changfeng for a long time.

Zhao Changfeng, who was walking not far away, suddenly had a slightly red cheek, practicing martial arts can strengthen the body, and this kind of physical strength is all-round, and people who practice martial arts all year round will also become deaf and clear-sighted, especially the blue-clothed martial arts apprentice like Zhao Changfeng, who has been able to easily distinguish the voices of everyone within ten steps in a noisy environment, those girls don't know this, but they don't know that what they said has already reached the ears of Zhao Changfeng, who has not gone far.

Zhao Changfeng was already very handsome, and his long-term study of martial arts made his body extremely straight, and between his comfortable and peaceful eyebrows, there was a touch of calm and calm bearing, which was impressive, plus he had a gentle personality, far from being like most other blue-clothed and black-clothed apprentices, although he boasted of being broad-minded, but there was always a touch of arrogance between his eyebrows. The combination of these advantages made him faintly the most admired person in the school.

"Senior Brother Zhao's talent is so good and he works so hard, but he is much better than those children of big families, I think he will definitely become a martial artist in the end, and compare those people to them. ”

Although those girls gradually moved away, what they said made Zhao Changfeng's body pause slightly, only to see that the crimson on his face quickly dissipated, replaced by a thick haze.

"Become a martial artist...... Zhao Changfeng sighed in his heart, and then hurriedly collected his mood and walked out of the school quickly.

In a small alley not far from the school, a middle-aged man was standing here, as if waiting for someone, and after a while, another person came running from a distance.

"Boss, as you expected, that Bai Changge was not Zhao Changfeng's opponent at all, and he was put down after only one move. The man hurriedly came to him, then bent down and said respectfully.

"Well—" The middle-aged man nodded slightly, and then said casually, "Keep watching, and tell me anything about it." Then there was no follow-up.

"But Bai Changge was calculated by us this time, and the Bai family may not give up. The man cautioned.

"I have my own way to do this, you just need to do what I gave you, go ahead. ”

"Yes!"

The man had no more objections, answered and hurried away.

Zhao Changfeng walked alone on the quiet road, and unconsciously, his thoughts drifted to when he was four years old.

One day, Zhao Changfeng was playing on the street like other children of this age, and a huge golden eagle suddenly fell from the sky, he was so small at that time that the monster's eyes showed a clear mockery, and just when he was about to die under the claws of the monster, there was a warrior in front of him.

He didn't remember the appearance of that person, but the figure that did not retreat and the blood-colored long knife wielded in his hand remained in Zhao Changfeng's heart, and in the end, the warrior and the golden eagle died together, and Zhao Changfeng survived. And from that moment on, the young Zhao Changfeng set a goal in his heart, that is, to become a martial artist, to become a powerful martial artist like that figure, who can block all powerful monsters from the weak as long as he stands alone.

"Warrior!"

Zhao Changfeng muttered to himself, his eyes were hot, and he didn't know that his hands were clenched tightly together, until the pain of his palms being cut by his nails came, and his thoughts were pulled back.

Zhao Changfeng looked up, and a four-story old residential building appeared in front of Zhao Changfeng's eyes, this is a residential building on the edge of Shacheng, which is the residence built by the base for the most ordinary civilians, and in the window on the second floor is Zhao Changfeng's home, a place where he has been living since he has a memory.