Minghong Martial Arts Hall is located on the outskirts of Donghua City, and the martial arts master's surname is Lu, who is a strong middle-aged man.

Luo Ziyou's physique has not been good since he was a child, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a big medicine jar. Later, I accidentally learned about martial arts, and Lhotse was very fond of it. Thinking that he could not only exercise, but also learn some self-defense skills, he deliberately wanted to enter a martial arts gym. Later, he visited many famous martial arts halls and many famous masters in Donghua. The districts are different, and they are extremely interested in the way of the sword, and finally found the Ming Hongwu Pavilion.

Master Lu of the martial arts hall didn't want to teach Luo Ziyou at first, but then he talked and asked the reason, and it was more pleasing to the eye to see Luo Ziyou, Luo Ziyou finally showed a little relationship, and Master Lu also agreed to teach sword skills.

Master Lu's full name is Lu Minghong, a man in his forties, who has been practicing kendo for many years. He teaches at a large martial arts school, but he also brings some apprentices privately, and the Minghong Martial Arts Hall is his private martial arts hall.

At half past nine in the morning, the students in the martial arts hall had basically arrived. There are several groups of students in the martial arts hall, children who are lively and ignorant when they have just entered kendo, there are also young men like Luo Ziyou, and young people in their prime.

Luo Ziyou entered the martial arts hall at the age of ten, and it has been five years until this year. Nothing important will come here on Saturdays. Although the foundation is not good, but after five years of basic skills, coupled with his diligent practice and good study, he has greater achievements than ordinary people with good talents.

Stepping through the gate and walking towards the hall of the martial arts hall, he no longer had to be like those students who laid the foundation and were still slashing, stabbing piles, etc. Change into kendo uniforms, put on protective gear, take a bamboo sword, and come to the central hall, which has nearly 300 square meters, the ground is smooth and flat, and it is a good wooden floor. There were already two people inside who were starting to fight swords.

"Ziyou is here." A majestic man's voice came from the front.

"Hello Master Lu." Luo Ziyu replied to Lu Minghong in front.

"It's just right, let's have a sword fight, let me see how much progress we have from last time." Lu Minghong said.

"Then please teach Master Lu."

Lu Minghong's kendo is really amazing, and he can learn a lot of things, not to mention that direct kendo training is the fastest way to grow and benefit.

The students and assistant practitioners on the left and right sides of the hall walked to the sides to make room for an open space. Luo Ziyou stood in the middle of the hall with a bamboo sword in both hands, the tip of the sword hung in front of his forehead, and the bamboo sword imitated the sword of the cherry blossom country, which was not as good as the curved sword, which was more suitable for people's chopping strength, and was also in line with the public's aesthetics.

Luo Ziyou's eyes stared closely at the tall and sturdy figure in front of him, although Lu Minghong was in his forties, he had practiced swords all year round and had good training, so he looked relatively young.

Lu Minghong raised his sword and stood opposite to Luo Ziyou, as if the two seemed to understand each other, and they shot at the same time, one side split, one sword rung, and the bamboo sword and the bamboo sword collided with a crisp sound. Collect the sword, out of the sword, collect the sword, out of the sword, the two of them were evenly matched for a while, under the sword of the force, the toughness of the selected bamboo sword appeared to be extremely good, and it was not broken.

After thirty or forty moves, it was seen that Luo Ziyou was slightly at a disadvantage. Growing teenagers still lack a lot of strength, but there are also benefits of being more agile and agile for young people.

Luo Ziyu wandered around Lu Minghong's side like a ghost, attacking both sides of his waist and abdomen with a bamboo sword, but he only disturbed the enemy and did not attack him head-on. But Lu Minghong had already seen his intentions and moves, and with one move, he held the sword in one hand, fast, accurate, and ruthless, and slashed at Luo Ziyou's wrist, although the wrist was painful and weak, Luo Ziyou still firmly held the hilt of the sword.

Luo Ziyou put away his sword and hugged his fist to Lu Minghong and said, "The student lost." ”

"Hah! Ha! Ha! Lu Minghong laughed heartily on the side: "Yes, yes, compared with last time, there has been a lot of progress, and you have been able to go through forty or fifty moves with me, and you are already very good among my students, I think I was not optimistic about how much you can achieve back then, but you are diligent and good, and you will make persistent efforts in the future, and there is absolutely no problem to surpass me." ”

"The students are still grateful to Master Lu for their dedication," Luo Ziyou complimented.

"The master leads the door, the practice depends on the individual, I don't dare to take responsibility, okay, all of you start practicing by yourself in pairs, practicing the sword is to practice, but you also have to understand and think about yourself, how to make moves, how to be faster than others, the advantages and disadvantages of both the enemy and me, don't blindly learn some dead tricks, you can't really use them flexibly. I rested, called the names, and came to talk to me one by one. ”

After Lu Minghong finished speaking, he began to issue today's training task.

All morning, there were people who came to challenge Lhotse, some wanted to defeat Lhotse to prove that they were stronger, some wanted to understand the gap between the two, and some were purely to hone their swordsmanship. Although this kind of super exercise is very tiring, it is also the favorite martial arts competition of many people, and all students are serious about practicing against each other. Sweat flows on everyone's forehead, fearlessness, pursuit, grinding, hardship, isn't this also an indispensable experience in a person's life?

After finishing the morning of practice, Luo Ziyou took a shower in the martial arts hall, changed into a sweatshirt, trousers, and sneakers, dressed simply, and looked like a young student. Carrying the kendo uniform, he said goodbye and walked towards the remote road entrance of the martial arts hall.

Luo Ziyou said: "Uncle Chen, go to the hospital." ”

"What's wrong? Got hurt in the morning? Chen Kang wondered.

"No, it's a little uncomfortable, go take a look, and don't tell grandpa."

Chen Kang didn't say anything, started the car, and drove towards the central hospital.

Lhotse rolled down the window, the sun hung high in the sky, the light was not dazzling, and when the wind blew on his cheeks, he couldn't help but feel a little cold. He was thinking about last night, about what had happened to him.

In the morning, he and Lu Minghong faced each other, and the two were on par with dozens of moves, and it was precisely because of this that there was a problem.

The speed at which Lu Minghong took out his sword was slowly slowed down in his eyes, which was the reason why he was able to catch so many moves. Although he could see Lu Minghong's moves clearly, his own body instinct couldn't keep up with the speed of his moves, so he lost to Lu Minghong.

At that time, he hid very well on the field and did not show any clues. But now that I have calmed down, my heart is flustered. He knew there must be something wrong with the weird book last night, and the only thought on his mind now was to go to the hospital for a proper check-up.

When I arrived at the hospital, I went directly to the inside for an examination. Two hours later, when she heard the doctor say that there was nothing wrong with the departments, Luo Ziyou was not relieved, and the scene that happened before was definitely not caused by mental confusion.

After leaving the hospital, the two of them ate something casually, and Luo Ziyou returned to "Tianshui Yige." ”

Walked into the bedroom and looked towards the desk. His eyes were fixed out of the window again, and the withered yellow leaves were carried down by the autumn wind, but in his eyes, they were not slowed down like in the morning. After many attempts, Lhotse didn't know where to start, and he gave up on what was wrong with himself.

As a high school student, the study load is still very heavy. So he fought all afternoon in the ocean of knowledge. The sun was setting in the west, and I looked at the time, half past five. I went downstairs, took out the wrapped dumplings from the refrigerator, and dealt with dinner.

Sitting in the small pavilion in the courtyard, watching the full moon replace the sunset, Luo Ziyou took out his mobile phone and called his grandfather in the field, and his grandson said on the phone for a long time that Old Man Xu would not come back until tomorrow.

Hanging up the phone, Luo Ziyou ran to the study on the third floor and took out a rectangular slender wooden box, the wooden box is made of rosewood, the box is exquisitely embossed, beautifully carved, it can be seen that the things in the box must not be ordinary.

Luo Ziyou carefully pulled out the lid of the box, the contents were covered by sea-blue silk, uncovered the silk, inside the groove is a long knife with a sheath, the blade plus the handle is about one meter two length, the knife is slightly curved, like the cherry blossom country knife and like the ancient Tang knife.

Luo Ziyou took out the long knife, held the sheath in his left hand, held the handle of the knife in his right hand, and slowly pulled it out, the knife was two and a half fingers wide, the knife surface was smooth and had a dark light pattern, and the moonlight was glowing, and the word "ghostly falling" was engraved at the bottom of the knife body.

As the "ghostly fall" was all pulled out, there seemed to be a slight chill in the courtyard for a moment. The blade is as thin as paper, and the autumn leaves fall on the blade with the wind, and it is actually split in two.

In the Great Xia Kingdom, this is already a strictly forbidden controlled instrument. If you wander around the street with this knife, you'll be caught in minutes.

The knife was only delivered to Lhotse Yu last year, and the model was designed by him himself. Through Lu Minghong's connections, he paid a lot of money to hire a master forging to build it, using the best composite steel so far, and even the time of forging was considered. From material extraction, smelting, forging, molding, and opening, it took a total of half a year.

Luo Ziyu held a knife in both hands, closed his eyes in the courtyard, and sensed the outside world with his ears, nose, and mouth. Now his heart is unusually calm, as if heaven, earth and man are one. The wind chased after him, his closed eyes shining with a dark light. The knife moved with the wind, the fallen leaves on the ground flew in bursts, and the knife in both hands was like thunder, gathering all the power here. Chopping, slashing, stabbing, and picking are all played with the most perfect tricks. The serious figure of the young man passed in time, the courtyard was no longer cold, and there was a real owner in this family.

The moon hangs in the sky, and the knife is put into the sheath. Lhotse was panting, drenched in sweat. Look at the time, it's already twenty o'clock. Put the knife into the sheath and put it in the wooden box, and went back to his room. After thinking about it, I didn't put the wooden box back in the study, but put it directly under the bed.

I took my pajamas into the bathroom to wash up, and when I came out, I saw the phone on the table flashing. At first glance, it was a message from the little girl. She said that her father had brought her back a lot of things she hadn't seen before, and she liked them so much, and she had to bring some to him when she went to school.

Later, she said in a low tone, saying that she would have to take a lot of classes tomorrow, so tired, so tired. I think she must have a sad face, and she doesn't think it's very cute.

Lhotse thought about it and replied to her with a lot of messages, which amused her. In the end, Xiao Nizi said that she was going to read and sleep, so she didn't reply to the message.

"This little girl is so well-behaved!" Lhotse muttered to himself in an old-fashioned manner. But the smile on his face couldn't be hidden.

When he opened the tablet, he also had to look at the tasks assigned to him by the old man, and the weekly situation, plan, cooperation and other information of this huge family business.

Before I knew it, it was early in the morning, and I rubbed my eyes lightly and let him rest for a while. I was about to turn off the lights and go to bed, when suddenly a thought flashed through my mind.