Chapter 46: One Day

Wu Tianjie also followed after Zi Yan left, leaving only Zifeng alone, the room was quiet for a while, and some of these thoughts about the future and precipitation rushed over, and the whole room suddenly became sentimental.

Zifeng sat quietly on the bed, rubbing the bracelet on his wrist, and unconsciously appeared in his mind, the shadow in the boundless forest, although they were only together for a short half a day, but for this half day Zifeng seemed to have waited for more than ten years, so that he bloomed the most brilliant smile in the narrow time.

Zifeng smiled, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, laughing at the scene where they met, that feeling......

It's just that there is sweetness and bitterness in the memory, and at that moment, the scene was shattered, Zifeng's fists couldn't help clenching, and the bones were vibrant. Is it destined to be a person from two worlds? The young man's contemptuous eyes when he left will never be forgotten by Zifeng for the rest of his life.

One day, one day, I must stand proudly in front of you! trample him under my feet! At this moment, the seed of the strong man in Zifeng's heart has finally germinated in this catalyst......

began to carefully sort out his own situation in his mind, and this was also the first time that Zifeng seriously examined himself. In the later stage of the martial arts, in the early stage of the spiritual power ascending hall, the high-level Burning Sky Fist of the Yellow Rank of the Gongfa, the level of the mental method is unknown, and the three screams break the cangjue. Knife technique, there is a fragment, not practiced, the effect is unknown, and there is a set of nameless scrolls, which I saw in the Martial Arts Scripture Pavilion before, but Zifeng did not see the true meaning for the time being.

Zifeng roughly estimated, with the current situation, and the general level of generals can have a fight, after all, the generals have not yet quenched the power, if the other party is a martial artist, it is estimated that it is not a combined general, not enough, obviously not enough, Zifeng is eager to enhance his strength.

Sinking down, Zifeng's mind began to recall the incomplete knife technique, the first type: the wind swept the leaves, and the previous scene suddenly appeared in his mind, the old man's willows rolled lightly, and the fallen leaves on the ground seemed to be rolled up by the wind, with the swing of the willow branches, swirling, the moves were soft and elegant, but at the moment when the willow branches were frozen, the fallen leaves condensed into a wild dragon with teeth and claws, roaring out, a tearing force, suddenly gushing out...

How can you use the knife technique, is it by pure strength? Zifeng picked up the ink knife, the room was too small, Zifeng came to a quiet corner in the backyard, and slowly waved the ink knife, looking for that rhythm, that feeling.

The ink knife swirled lightly with Zifeng's moves, Zifeng didn't use his vitality, just power, but after wielding it for a long time, there was still no change in the slightest, the knife was still a knife, and the fallen leaves were still fallen leaves...

After a little doubt, Zifeng decided to speed up his hand, round and round, the gusts of wind blowing from the blade rolled up the dead leaves on the ground, but the power of the knife technique was still not touched at all, and the fallen leaves were only scattered to the side, and Zifeng was also tired and sweating.

What is the reason for this? Zifeng sat under the tree, the ink knife was placed horizontally on his body, and his mind began to recall the movements of the old man's hands over and over again, imitating and speculating over and over again, and when the sun set, there was still no progress......

Xin'er's call came from afar, and when it was time for dinner, Zifeng smiled, dusted off his body, and didn't feel depressed at all because of the afternoon's dry sitting, he understood that some things were in a hurry, and they couldn't be reached quickly, especially in terms of cultivation, going with the flow was the right way.

The last item of the hunting conference finally began when the new day came, this is also the most interesting battle at the hunting conference, a lot of handicap has been set up at the entrance of the square in the morning, to bet on the outcome of each game, the dealer is no one else, it is Lin Xuanxi, the town owner set up the village, the whole people are entertained, only to see the bustling crowd in the handicap betting, the scene is very hot...

The square has been divided into three competition venues, three games can be played at the same time, there are a total of fifteen family teams participating in the competition, two against two knockouts, and finally leave the top four to compete for the final victory, Wu Zifeng listened to Lin Jianling talk about the rules of the game.

Behind him, Wu Lei sneakily ran over, leaned sideways and whispered, "Brother Zifeng, our odds outside are 1:2, do you want to buy it, I took out all my private money." ”

Zifeng was stunned when he heard this, 1:2? No, the samurai will win, how can there be this odds, as everyone knows, the samurai family because there is basically no combat effectiveness in the previous sessions, and it is eliminated in the first game every year, in previous years, it was 1:10, and the samurai can get ten times the profit if they win, this year is nothing more than taking into account the variable of Zifeng, the odds have increased, even so, in the gambling side, the samurai family is also less winning.

didn't say anything, Zifeng is also a little short of money now, at the beginning, Fu Lao gave him 10,000 Xuanshi, these few days he took Xin'er and Ziyan to buy some things, and there was not much left, so he handed the rest of his body, as well as a total of 1,000 Xuanshi given to him by Wu Tianjie, directly to Wu Lei. "Buy a martial artist to win, you go and ask again, Brother Ziming, do you want it?"

Wu Lei had never seen so many Xuanshi, and he was a little stunned, and soon his eyes lit up, and he asked Xiang Zimo in a fart manner: "Brother Ziming, do you want to buy it?" Brother Zifeng bought a thousand Xuanshi, and now we are going to make a lot of money." The voice was mixed with uncontrollable excitement, in fact, it is no wonder that the other party is Shen Peng and the others, isn't this a sure thing.

Ziming's face was still a little pale, it seemed that he had not fully recovered from his previous injury, Ziming glanced at Zifeng with a somewhat complicated complexion, looked at each other and smiled, it seemed that all the previous suspicions were released in this smile. Ziming handed Wu Lei about 300 Xuanshi, and Wu Lei disappeared in a puff of smoke, and he didn't pay attention to the problem of the game.

In fact, not only the three juniors of the martial arts, but also almost everyone on the high platform and in the stands wanted to gamble. Wu Tianjie turned his head and asked Wu Feiming: "Have you bet on those Xuanshi?"

"Of course, I finally seized this opportunity to earn some Xuanshi, how could I miss it. You just wait to count, now let's see Zifeng's performance. Wu Feiming said proudly, it seems that everything is at his fingertips, the opportunity to get Xuanshi so easily, can not be let go so easily, others don't know what level Zifeng is, can he still not know.

Conversations like this resounded around the square......

Finally, in a long roar, the battle began, fifteen teams, last year's champion Xiao Jia had a bye in the first round, and directly entered the second round, in the first game, the martial artist was impressively listed, in the middle of the field, the opponent was the Shen family... So, the Wu family and the Shen family walked to the middle court and waited for the game to begin.

The three members of the martial family, Wu Zifeng, Wu Ziming, and Wu Lei, look light and light, talking and laughing;

And the Shen Family Alliance, Shen Peng, Qiu Yifan, and Qi Zihao are sad and silent, and they make judgments between the comparisons......