In the evening, it is the moment when the sunset pulls down the night, but for some reason, it always gives people a feeling of loneliness.

Perhaps, behind the evening, people can always hear the footsteps of the night, gradually getting closer, so even if it is gorgeous, it will still add a touch of melancholy to people.

Winter nights always come on sooner, accompanied by gusts of north wind, which bring a more biting chill to people.

But this did not seem to affect the interest of the teenagers, who were like the rising sun, although not enthusiastic, but full of stamina.

As the morning sun rises, it emits endless light and heat.

The stronghold of the Iron Blood Youth League of the Gaojiazhuang Tiandihui, in the largest open space in the backyard, the teenagers sweat like rain here.

Some people are practicing their fists and feet, some people are wielding a brand-new single knife in their hands, the knife is bright, as if they are practicing, and some people are working in pairs, feeding each other.

Luo Changfeng was carrying his sword, originally wanting to find a quiet and empty place to practice the Danxin swordsmanship that had been put down for a long time.

After walking through several places, he found that there were already people, and seeing that although this place was very spacious, there were more people, so he silently walked straight through the edge of the clearing, intending to look for it again.

However, he stopped at a hello.

"Brother Changfeng......"

Luo Changfeng turned his head to look, but saw a sturdy young man wearing only a thin robe running towards him.

Luo Changfeng recognized that he was one of the five teenagers who went to pick them up with Chen Pi at noon, he had a good memory, and the people he had seen rarely would forget.

With a smile on his face, the young man ran to Luo Changfeng, looked at the long sword in his hand, and said with a smile: "Brother Changfeng is going to find a place to practice swords?"

Luo Changfeng looked at him indifferently and said, "Yes." ”

The young man's smile remained unchanged, "This is the most spacious open space in the Zhuangzi, why don't you practice here?" ”

Luo Changfeng looked at him fixedly, and saw that the young man was a little uncomfortable, "Why does Big Brother Changfeng look at Little Brother like this?"

Luo Changfeng said coldly: "Are you ...... Dissatisfied with me?"

The young man's face changed slightly, and his smile was no longer so natural, "What did Big Brother Changfeng say? Big Brother is the only disciple of the Chief Helmsman, how dare Little Brother disagree?"

"I don't dare, not I won't. Luo Changfeng said this expressionlessly, and then said, "Okay, I'll practice here." ”

After saying that, he walked straight past the young man and walked into the middle of the field.

When the young man opened his mouth to stop Luo Changfeng, the teenagers who were practicing in the field stopped one after another, looking at him intentionally or unintentionally.

Seeing him coming, he quietly gave up some open space, and a trace of anger flashed in the eyes of the young man behind him.

But I've only been practicing kung fu for five years, and I really think that he is the apprentice of the chief helmsman, and he is better than others?

This is probably the voice of most of the members of the Predator League, in fact, this is also a sour grapes mentality.

Since Chen Jinnan became famous, I don't know how many teenagers want to worship him as a teacher, but unfortunately Chen Jinnan never accepts apprentices.

Since Chen Jinnan accepted Luo Changfeng as a disciple five years ago, this news has been spread from the general rudder, and the heavens and the earth will go up and down, so he is naturally curious about Luo Changfeng.

I don't know what kind of young hero can enter the eyes of the chief helmsman, so that the chief helmsman who never accepts apprentices broke this case.

Soon, under the exploration of people with a heart, Luo Changfeng's origin was inquired.

When he knew that Luo Changfeng was not a brother of the Heaven and Earth Society at all before he was accepted as an apprentice by the Chief Helmsman, but a "wind" (Heaven and Earth Society's black words, referring to outsiders) rescued by the Chief Helmsman on the side of the road, he couldn't help but make the aspiring teenagers of the Heaven and Earth Society even more angry.

Of course, they didn't dare to be dissatisfied with Chen Jinnan, after all, it was their own business whether or not to accept apprentices, but they transferred this dissatisfaction to Luo Changfeng.

Originally, after a while, this matter slowly calmed down.

In the past five years, Luo Changfeng has practiced hard at the helm, and Chen Jinnan has never taken him out, so there seems to be no difference from before.

Who knew that five years later, Luo Changfeng came out of the mountain, and his personality was so indifferent and indifferent, which made the dissatisfaction of the teenagers at the beginning erupt in a concentrated manner.

The young man who stopped Luo Changfeng did not have any good intentions, but it was not enough to say that there was any malice.

It's a very simple thing, and when the teenagers get together, they will naturally have to compete.

According to the general routine, after the young man stopped Luo Changfeng, he would guide things step by step in the direction they wanted.

See his martial arts first, and if you feel that you are not better than yourself, you will be very polite to propose to learn a thing or two.

If Luo Changfeng wins, it is a matter of course, after all, he is the apprentice of the chief helmsman, and the young people are not ashamed, and they will take the opportunity to ask him for advice.

But if Luo Changfeng is defeated, it will not only be a shame for Luo Changfeng, but he will also slap the chief helmsman in the face a little to let him know that he has seen the wrong person.

Look, helmsman, this is your apprentice, and he is not worthy of your training.

Although Luo Changfeng doesn't like to talk, he seems to be unaware of all this, but his heart is like a mirror.

He knew the sour grapes mentality of the teenagers very well, but he didn't plan to get used to them.

Walking into the clearing, Luo Changfeng took out his sword by himself, and the thirty-two Danxin sword technique was unfolded like flowing water.

Although he didn't deliberately cultivate the Danxin Sword Technique, his speed was far less than that of stabbing and slashing.

But because he pursued speed, whether it was body style, footwork, arm strength, wrist strength or power mode, he had practiced to the extreme, and everything was for the sake of speed, so that even when he used the Danxin Sword Technique, he was much faster than normal.

For a while, the sword light in the field shone brightly, and the sharp sound of the long sword cutting through the air was endless.

After seeing Luo Changfeng's swordsmanship, most of the teenagers admired it very much, but some teenagers were very disdainful.

No matter how beautiful the sword dance is, no matter how smooth it is, it may not be the same in actual combat.

When some people practice, they look extremely powerful, but once they get in touch with others, they are full of flaws.

The members of the Iron Blood Youth League, which one of them has not been selected through layers of competitions and has great experience in actual combat?

After Luo Changfeng finished using a set of swordsmanship, he gradually found some feelings, and immediately started the second time, his swordsmanship became more and more rounded, and his speed became faster and faster.

Just when he was getting better, a voice suddenly sounded, "Brother Changfeng, your swordsmanship is already very proficient, and it won't have much effect to practice alone, why don't you feed the younger brother to the eldest brother, how about we learn one or two?"

Sure enough, here it is.

Luo Changfeng secretly said in his heart, stopped the use of his swordsmanship, and slowly stood up straight.

Turning his head to look at the person who was speaking, it was not the person who had just stopped him, the person was standing a few steps away from the person who was speaking, his face was calm, and he didn't seem to have anything to do with him.

Luo Changfeng returned the sword into the sheath, walked to the weapon rack next to the clearing, and put his steel long sword on the weapon rack.

Then he took a wooden sword for sparring, walked back to the field, looked at the person who spoke calmly, and said, "Please advise." ”