"Old friend, I really can't figure it out, you and Xiao Chen are meeting for the first time, why do you put so much effort into helping him?" After a long sigh, a person slowly walked out from behind the man, and it was... It was actually Yang Zhantian, the owner of the Tianxin City Martial Arts Pavilion.

"Old friend, in fact, why aren't you like this? I still can't forget your words, although this person named Xiao Chen is still immature, he is a little pedantic. But he is naturally kind-hearted, humble and polite. People like this are rare in this world these days. There has never been a shortage of talents in the world since ancient times, but what is lacking is a person with both ability and political integrity, this person named Xiao Chen, with a little polishing, may be able to become such a person. And when the time comes, I will be able to take care of the world and the common people!" The fat man's face has never been so solemn.

"Just like you. The man looked at Yang Zhantian and suddenly smiled.

But Yang Zhantian didn't smile, he looked at the friend in front of him. Although there are few people in the world who can afford to look down on the man in front of them, in their minds, this man is simply a straw bag, a waste, and a good-for-nothing guy. But Yang Zhantian didn't think so.

Yang Zhantian clearly knew that his friend was not inferior to himself in terms of personal strength, wisdom and strategy, and the art of war, except for his appearance and a little crazy. To put it mildly, this friend of mine is one of the best talents in the world.

But how many mediocre talents are there in the world? Such a great genius has always lived a life of being ridiculed and ridiculed, and he has also been named a runaway general and a straw bag general. But it's sad and lamentable!

"Old friend, I am different from you, as the military god of the Great Yan Kingdom, you are in the attention of thousands of people, and you have to be cautious in everything you say and do!

"That's all in the past!" Gongsun old friend, don't you think this kind of price is too much? If you can change your cynical character, maybe you won't be reduced to the point you are today!" Yang Zhantian, the former military god of the Great Yan Kingdom, shook his head and sighed.

"Old friend, you don't have to talk about me! If you know how to be flexible in your life! You won't be sent from a dignified general to Tianxin City to be the owner of a small martial arts hall!" Gongsun Ye also laughed.

"I want to be Yang Zhantian to stand up to the heavens and the earth, and do things above board! How can I bow my head to the powerful? How can I be in the same stream with those pickled and filthy beasts?" Yang Zhantian said angrily.

"Here we go again!" The fat man shook his head and sighed, "Old friend, I have a rare visit, so I will take this rare opportunity to talk about the friendship of friends, and stop talking about those unhappy things!"

"It's okay!" Yang Zhantian also smiled. Being able to see his best friends from many years ago excites him.

"Old friend, the sky is about to dawn, I think we'll go to have morning tea now! Don't keep a straight face! I don't need you to spend money this time, I'll treat you!" Gongsun Ye ostentatiously took out a silver ingot from his arms.

"That should be from Xiao Chen, right?" Yang Zhantian shook his head helplessly.

"I've given that kid so much advice, he should give me a little tuition!" Gongsun Ye also laughed. I haven't seen him for many years, and my old friend's appearance has become more and more old, but I wonder if his state of mind has become more open-minded?

Old friend, do you know what I am most afraid of in my life? What my Gongsun Ye fears most in his life is that one day, his best friend will become his most powerful and most terrifying enemy! Yang Zhantian! The military god of the Great Yan Kingdom, the symbol of invincibility! No matter where you go, even if it is just a group of rabble, it will immediately become an iron-blooded hero!

"By the way, old friend, let me ask you, Qin Yuansheng, is he okay now?" Yang Zhantian, who was walking leisurely, suddenly asked. Although the world is big and there are many heroes, the one who really impresses himself and can talk about everything with himself and is regarded as a confidant is Qin Yuansheng, who is known as the god of war of the Great Yan Kingdom.

"He! Old friend, you also know that that guy's temper is more stubborn than you! Let me tell you, a few months ago, he really couldn't get used to the darkness of officialdom, and in anger, he quietly left the army with his lieutenant Su Yang! Now, no one knows where he has gone? I guess he must have gone to a place to live in seclusion! From now on, he doesn't ask about the affairs of the world, and he is happy to be at ease!"

"Unexpectedly, since the military god of the Great Yan Kingdom returned to seclusion, the famous god of war of the Great Yan Kingdom has also chosen to live in seclusion!" Gongsun Ye sighed. Although the Great Yan Kingdom has a vast territory and a large population, it can really be called the great talent of the country, and the only one who can really be called brave and loyal.

It's just a pity that such a brave and loyal talent was left behind by the imperial court. Pathetic!

"Don't talk about it, don't talk about it, drink tea!" Yang Zhantian took Gongsun Ye's hand.

Although the morning sun had just risen, Su Yang had already led a group of people to start training. Su Yang is undoubtedly a prodigy in military training, and in just a few months, he has trained this rabble of people who occupy the mountains into an army that advances and retreats in an orderly manner and prohibits it.

And after high-intensity training, Su Yang finally allowed them to take a break and relax their tense nerves. Although the morning sun had just risen, after such intense training, almost all of them were sweating profusely and panting constantly.

But almost all of them, among them, there are still one or two who are particularly energetic. No, one of them just popped up!"Everyone, while you're resting, let my brother Yue Zhengping perform for everyone, and let everyone evaluate my martial arts!"

After the man finished speaking, he picked up a knife, came to the field, took a long breath, and it was nothing at first, but the later he went, the faster he moved, and in the end he could hardly see the human figure, only to see the knife flowers flying all over the sky, and the knife shadow flying up and down.

It's really beautiful!

"Good!" cheered all those who saw it. But at this moment, a figure rushed straight towards the sword light.

"Ahh

"Oops!" A scream, the big knife fell to the ground with a clatter, Yue Zhengping covered his aching wrist and looked at Su Yang who was standing in front of him angrily.

"The second master, the second master!" There was an uproar.

"Second master, you are" The huge pain made Yue Zheng gasp.

"What are you doing? flashy!" Su Yang snorted coldly, "Idiot, let me ask you, if on the battlefield, how many enemies can you kill with such a knife technique? Also, how long can your physical strength allow you to play such a trick?" I think, I'm afraid that when you run out of strength, the enemy will rush up and chop you into meat sauce!"

"This" Yue Zhengping was dumbfounded.

"On the battlefield, what is important is to fight for life! What is important is to use the simplest and quickest way to kill one's enemies and protect oneself! Just like this!" Su Yang suddenly bent down and picked up the sharp blade under his feet, and slashed towards Yue Zhengping fiercely, and a strong killing intent suddenly spread.

"Ahh

"Ah!" Yue Zhengping closed his eyes in despair, he felt that at this moment, the blood in his whole body seemed to be coagulated.

The sharp blade pressed against the bridge of Yue Zhengping's nose and went down. "I'm done!" was the only thought in Yue Zhengping's heart.

"If you were on the battlefield, you would have died a long time ago, but I would still be alive! Su Yang threw away the sharp blade in his hand.

"Alright, everyone has rested enough, let's continue training!"

Not far away, Cheng Long, who was watching this scene, couldn't stop nodding, Su Yang, worthy of being his most proud lieutenant, could train a group of rabble into such a state in such a short period of time. Not bad, that's good!

But look at Su Yang, and then look at my cheap son who is not angry, it's really embarrassing! No, I'm working harder! Cheng Long, who had made up his mind, walked towards the bedroom of the big boss of Heifeng Village, where there was a deafening snoring sound, and I am afraid that people from miles away could hear it.

At this time, Cheng Yao Jinzheng spread his limbs and lay on the bed, sleeping extremely sweetly! But at this moment, a cold wind struck. said that it was too late, it was too fast, Yao Jin shrank and rolled out of bed. I could only hear the sound of 'Peng', and a bright little axe was deeply embedded in the bed board, still shaking.

"Daddy, don't come here at every turn, if I don't react, it's going to fall on my head. It doesn't matter if I'm dead, but who will give you a pension and send you to the end of your life?" Cheng Yaojin, who had a sad face, cautiously poked his head out.

"As a good martial artist, even when sleeping, you have to be vigilant. Son, your performance really didn't disappoint Daddy and me!" Cheng Long stepped forward leisurely and gently removed the sharp little axe from the bed board.

"Please, Dad, let's not play this game again in the future, will we miss it?" said Yao Jin, who had a sad face.

"No!" Cheng Long bared his teeth and smiled, "Boy, you are good at diligence and ridiculous." Now it's time for you to practice your martial arts!"

"So early?"

"It's almost dawn, it's still early, are you grinding again, believe it or not, I'm beating you?"

"Don't, Daddy, I'll go, I'll go!"

Poor Cheng Yaojin has to be tortured by his cheap daddy every day, and he often feels that life is worse than death. But unfortunately, with this cheap father, Cheng Yaojin has become a luxury even if he wants to die. But don't say it, Cheng Long's torture of Yao Jin is still effective. After Cheng Long came to Black Wind Village, Yao Jin's strength improved by leaps and bounds. In a short period of time, Yao Jin has become an obsidian martial artist.

But although Yao Jin has now become an obsidian martial artist, in front of his cheap father, he has no power to resist at all, only let him be ravaged by his life. Although his strength is far inferior to his cheap father, it is understandable to lose to him, but every time he loses so badly and so completely, Yao Jin feels very unwilling.

"Good son, although Dad's strength is stronger than yours, the gap between your strength and my strength is not as big as you think. The reason why you have been defeated by me is because you lack a fighting spirit, a strong fighting spirit that defies any opponent and vows to destroy any opponent. And your fighting spirit will greatly restrict the opponent's strength. ”

"Well, Daddy, of course I understand!" Yao Jin nodded. Every time I fought with my cheap father, I felt a strong fighting spirit in the other party, and in addition to the endless murderous aura, there was also incomparable self-confidence. In the face of the other party's strong fighting spirit, he inevitably had a kind of heart palpitation, and he was afraid that he would not be able to exert even one-third of his strength.

Looking at Yao Jin's eyes full of admiration when he looked at him, Cheng Long couldn't help but be complacent, he stroked the sparse beard under his forehead, "I think that when the old man was dominating the world, he also met countless masters, many of them were comparable in strength to me, or even far superior to me, but they all failed miserably at my hands." Why is that? It is because they lack a fighting spirit, a fighting spirit that defies any opponent and moves forward bravely. ”

"So, Dad, you used to be very beautiful," Yao Jin smiled. There's no way, in front of this cheap daddy, I always have to be careful and be a man with my tail between my legs. If one accidentally provokes him, he will suffer.

"Of course. Otherwise, why are people in the world so afraid of me and call me the Great Yan Kingdom" Cheng Long hurriedly covered his mouth. It's so dangerous, I'm almost going to say it.

"Daddy, why did you stop in the middle of the conversation? Tell me, what kind of resounding name did people give you? Say it, and let my son and I be happy for you. Yao Jin rubbed his hands and stretched his neck. It's a bad feeling to be hanged.

"Little rabbit cub, don't ask if you shouldn't know something, why don't you go and practice martial arts soon?" Cheng Long glared.

"Yes, yes, yes, I'll go!" Yao Jin quickly retracted his neck.

But just when Yao Jin was about to continue to temper his martial arts, a little Luo Luo from Black Wind Village ran in in a panic, "Tell the owner of the village, it's not good to have a big deal!" Because he was too panicked, Xiao Luo didn't pay attention to his feet, and his body fell straight to the front.

Cheng Long, who was quick-eyed, grabbed the collar of his back coat and lifted him up. "Panicked, what kind of system is it? Tell me, what the hell is going on?"