The night covered all sins, and the next day, the sun rose as usual.

Just as the townspeople get up early in the morning to wash up and work, kickboxing is going on in the backyard of the inn – it's a four-in-two battle, and only the winner qualifies for the grinding.

At the beginning, the two sides were obviously divided into two teams, Wang Tonggong and Hu Sanbian, the two who came first, were the first team, and Beidou and Su Youfang, the two later were the first team.

Just like the rivers and lakes themselves, the weak will only get weaker and weaker, while the strong can get stronger and stronger.

But in the past two days, things have suddenly happened, and some changes have occurred.

"Wang Tong bow! You brute! ”

The old liar Hu Sanbian jumped to his feet and scolded the street.

"You're actually a mutiny!"

"What is a mutiny, I'm just helping the weak."

Wang Tonggong scratched his head embarrassedly.

"Brother Beidou has been watching it for a long time, so let him pull it for a while...... What? You say the sword spectrum of the Big Dipper? I'm so kind, what's wrong with a little bit of reward? ”

Seeing that Hu Sanbian actually accused himself of accepting bribes, Wang Tong was anxious when he boarded the bow.

"But you, you still have the face to talk about me? You think I didn't hear you two talking in the middle of the night? ”

“…… We are exchanging experiences. ”

Hu San, who was called to break through his private affairs, did not change his face.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm also a kind person, this Su Youfang Xian brother doesn't even care about his image, so he has to experience it...... I'm also a good person, and I want to be rewarded. ”

"Okay, if you don't grind, won't there be nothing?"

Wang Tonggong sneered.

"Take my grinding qualification to do favors, and you also have the face to say?"

"Aren't you the same?"

Hu Sanbian sneered.

"Take my grinding qualification for a sword spectrum, are you embarrassed to say me?"

When it comes to this, there's nothing to talk about. Both sides have their own interests, and no one is willing to give in - as the saying goes, if you don't speculate for more than half a sentence, you don't get to the point, and the two sides will take it for granted, but compared to the previous one-sided battle, this time the two teams are evenly matched.

But before they could throw a few punches, their bodies froze directly in place.

Just because, they all already felt that in the direction of the back kitchen of the post station, there was a line of sight, staring at them.

"What do you see me doing?"

Seeing that these people actually stopped fighting, Du Chengfeng, who was cutting meat in the back kitchen, slapped the kitchen knife when he boarded.

"Keep fighting! Don't stop! ”

“……”

After a moment of silence, the backyard kickboxing tournament resumed its schedule.

"What am I talking about! You can really learn something here! ”

While pulling Hu Sanchang's beard and slapping him, Wang Tonggong shouted excitedly.

"Look! Isn't this the time for the actual combat link! ”

"You brute!"

Hu Sanbian also grabbed it, but his hand was empty.

The young Wang Tonggong did not have a beard, but now it has become a great advantage.

Su Youfang and Beidou have also fought together, but their fighting style is more regular - although it is true that the two of them are masters of evil qi, their own techniques are not derived from evil qi, so even if they are confiscated, it will not prevent them from fighting with their original techniques.

"One is more defensive and counter-attacking, stumbling and sneaking up, while the other is more ...... Deflection dissolution? ”

In the back kitchen of the post station, Du Chengfeng watched the battle between Beidou and Su Youfang with great interest, he has always been fighting with others by himself, and it is relatively rare to watch other people's battles like this.

And if you look closely, he really has some gains, such as the two people who are fighting in front of him, although they are still a little immature in strength, but the delicacy of the skills is not lacking, and the combat ideas are extremely clear, even compared to Du Chengfeng himself, they have to fight more clearly.

"After all, my combat thinking ...... Approximately equal to no idea? ”

Du Chengfeng scratched his head for a while.

It can't be regarded as a complete lack of ideas, his style of play is actually more inclined to improvisation, after all, he doesn't know what kind of enemy he will encounter, so he naturally has to see the enemy before he hits a special attack - of course, as his strength gradually grows stronger, the original flexible improvisation has gradually become directly used absolute strength to run over, but how to say this kind of thing......

"It's still a little bit less personal."

Du Chengfeng's old face flushed, and he was a little ashamed.

It's really embarrassing that he has been fighting for so long, and as a result, he will only use the most primitive strength to suppress it, and he hasn't summed up his fighting style at all.

Thinking like this, Du Chengfeng turned his head to look at the battle on the other side.

Compared with the traditional style of play on Su Youfang and Beidou's side, the fighting styles of Hu Sanbian and Wang Tonggong are even more different, I saw the two of them coming and going, but they were actually circling in a spiral, and the two of them circled each other for a long time, but no one could beat anyone.

Of course, Hu Sanbian and Wang Tonggong's consciousness is also quite keen, and they quickly reacted that it is not a way to go on like this - if you want to hit each other, you must change the rhythm of the circle.

If one person changes the pace, the two will indeed collide.

But the problem is that the two of them changed the pace at the same time.

So, after the two of them switched directions at the same time, the battle once again became a two-person turn.

"What is this doing! I'm going to throw up! ”

Du Chengfeng was almost stunned, what does it mean for these two people to spiral in a circle?

"Change! You guys change it! ”

"This ......"

The four men who were fighting stopped moving.

Facing the seeping gaze in the back kitchen, the four evil qi masters also had to exchange opponents, and changed back to the familiar configuration of veterans fighting novices.

And Du Chengfeng's side finally saw some clues.

Su Youfang, who is good at defending and counterattacking, beats Wang Tong's bow, which is a sure thing in Du Chengfeng's opinion, after all, this Wang Tong's bow has been used against him, and he can be sure that this kid's combat ideas are actually not so clear, and he is worse than Su Youfang.

But to Du Chengfeng's surprise, in front of him, Wang Tong's bow was actually pressing Su Youfang all the way.

Su Youfang's thinking is indeed very good, deliberately leaking the gap as a trap to lure the other party to attack, so as to play a sharp counterattack, but this routine does not work at all for Wang Tonggong - I saw Wang Tong's bow twisting under his feet, turning in a circle as steadily as a grinding, completely ignoring the opportunities that Su Youfang posed, highlighting a you hit yours, I hit mine.

In this way, Su Youfang was directly in a hurry, and in just a moment, he had already been arched to the ground, and he couldn't stand up again.

"I always feel like there's something missing......"

Du's eyes turned to another match.

Hu Sanbian fought Beidou, this Du Chengfeng has no judgment, after all, he has never fought with these two people - maybe he should have fought with that Hu Sanbian, but it was simply that he knocked the old man over with one punch, and the other party had no chance to show his talent at all.

"Theoretically, the old man should lose."

Du Chengfeng probably made a prediction.

The so-called fist is afraid of the young strong, the stick is afraid of the old man, if both sides use equipment, this Hu Sanbian may be able to get a little cheap with experience, but at the moment both sides are empty-handed against the enemy, Hu Sanchang, this old arm and old leg, may not be able to beat the young and strong Beidou at a glance.

But in Du Chengfeng's sight, the old Hu Sanbian actually played an amazing, explosive power.

This is not even like explosive power, but some kind of more delicate force logic, I saw that the fist made by Beidou spiraled and twisted, it was as terrifying as a spear or even an electric drill - but such a fierce fist, when it hit Hu Sanbian's shoulder, I saw Hu Sanbian's body twisted, and he unloaded more than fifty percent of this force.

The unloaded force will not disappear out of thin air, and the beaten Hu Sanbian will not fight back, so Hu Sanbian, who was beaten on his left shoulder, just turned around, and his right elbow smashed horizontally on Beidou's head.

It's just that at this moment, the battle was decided, and Beidou, who had suffered a heavy blow to the head, fainted on the spot, and it took a while to rest before he could be considered relieved.

"That's ...... so"

Du Chengfeng, who retracted his gaze, nodded secretly.

He didn't care who was grinding in the backyard, what really made him care was the martial arts displayed by these people.

And now, after observing the playing style of these four people, he finally saw some doorways.

"That's the power of spinning......"

Du Chengfeng made a comparison.

There are probably several manifestations of the power of rotation, one is the performance of Wang Tong's bow, which rotates his own without interference from the outside world, and the other is what Beidou shows, which tightens the arm in a spiral to make the strength more solid, and finally it is shown by Hu Sanbian, who takes the initiative to absorb the attacks from the outside world and turn them into a part of his own strength.

"It's kind of interesting."

Du Chengfeng became interested, which was much more interesting than his simple power crushing.

Spiral tightening, so that the strength becomes more solid, this idea if used to make the body smaller, may be very helpful, absorbing external attacks, but also has some meaning of borrowing strength, as for their own ...... This Du Chengfeng hasn't figured out how to use it yet, but no matter how you look at it, this thing is a little useful.

"New power!"

Du Chengfeng was overjoyed.

He originally just wanted to learn how to cook, who would have thought that the question of breakthrough direction that had plagued him for so long could find the answer at this time?

But......

"Is this really an accident?"

Du Chengfeng sat back again.

Yes, as he thought the other day, he originally thought that all this was just an accident, just his own whim, he wanted to learn about local cuisine, but it turned out that this was not necessarily the case, he was more like he was involved in something spiraling, and it was like being caught in a whirlpool under the sea.

It was the attraction in the dark that kept him here, and the suction even kept growing, binding him deeper and deeper to this place.

"It's like now, in fact, I should have left a long time ago."

Du Chengfeng patted his head, waking up like a dream.

This is indeed the case, even if you want to learn to cook, an old man in charge of the post station can understand a few dishes, the old man's craftsmanship has already been learned by him, and the reason why he chooses to stay now is because of the inertia of life, on the other hand, because if he leaves, there is only an old man and a child left in this post station, and these two people are really lonely.

So two more days on his side is nothing, and it's just a trivial thing for him.

At least it seems like a small thing.

But now, it's no small thing.

He could already feel that spiraling gravitational pull, that unconscious force, was guiding him, as if to let him put down roots here—after all, this Three Mountains Town seemed to be so suitable for life, and this peaceful day was what he wanted.

However, it was too deliberate.

This guidance is too deliberate.

"Surely I didn't hold back any good fart."

Du Chengfeng subconsciously looked at his right palm.

He still remembered the two lumps of ink that had been stained on his right palm yesterday.

Life here is indeed quiet and peaceful, but those two ink blobs make the tranquility a little more gloomy - since the swallows that symbolize auspiciousness can be fake, then is there anything else in this town that is also fake?

"Are you fake?"

Seeing that the young man with an iron whip trotted all the way in, Du Chengfeng casually pulled the other party's face.

"Here, let me see."

"Tap! My neck is going to break! ”

The boy was shocked, he thought his head was going to be pulled off.

"I know it's wrong! I'm never going to the mass grave again! ”

"Huh? And this thing? ”

Du Chengfeng didn't expect that this kid would actually take the initiative to confess.

But he didn't care too much about this little thing, after all, this kid's age is here, and the teenagers are just when they are full of heroic dreams, so they are naturally willing to make more friends with some high-rollers, which is nothing in Du Chengfeng's opinion.

As long as you don't learn to do bad things with those Jianghu people, this is Du Chengfeng's only requirement.

"No, I really won't."

The boy shook his head repeatedly.

"I just came back and was actually going to say this...... You don't know that two people died on the other side of the mass grave today. ”

"Oh, hey, what's the matter."

Du Chengfeng still looked like he didn't care.

"Aren't they just two dead? These Jianghu people have to cut each other every day, isn't it normal to kill two people? ”

“…… It's not normal. ”

The corners of the boy's mouth twitched before continuing.

"You know, there's ten shacks over there, right? Every day, people rent it and say that they want to feel the evil spirit...... Just, over there in the mass grave, everyone can't actually use force, you know what I mean, right? ”

"Yes."

Du Chengfeng nodded in understanding.

He still knows the unspoken rules.

"But, this is the kind of place, and this morning two dead men were brought out of the hut."

Speaking of this, the boy seemed to remember something terrible, and he sweated profusely.

"They were all skinned."

(End of chapter)