Li Qingchen woke up suddenly, bounced up from the bed all of a sudden, sweating profusely, the whole person was as if he had just been fished out of the water, from head to toe, all wet, even the single clothes on his body had been soaked with sweat.

"Whew, whew, whew!"

His chest heaved violently, and his panting sound was like that of a cow.

Li Qingchen looked at the white wall at the foot of his bed in a daze, stretched out his hand, held his forehead, and immediately felt that something was wrong, and wiped it down, only to find that his hand was full of sweat.

Sleeping and sweating all over his life is too incredible for a martial artist who has reached the fifth grade of cultivation.

He woke up for a while, and then slowly moved off the bed, without shoes, and walked barefoot to the window, the cold wind blew, and he suddenly woke up, looked up at the sky in the distance, and happened to hear the sound of a change not far away, and then he realized that he had only slept for half an hour at most.

A terrible nightmare, so that he has not completely relieved his strength until now, in the silent night, people's five senses will naturally become more acute, at the end of the dream, Wei Tuo's sharp voice, seems to still linger in his ears.

If you don't want to die, just change your life!

What does this mean exactly?

Are dreams born from the heart, or are they harbingers of the future?

He didn't know about this question, but he couldn't help but start asking himself, did he also question his current cautious way of living?

What is Take?

What is a warrior again?

He seems to be far from finding a real, convincing answer.

He raised his head, looked at the bright moon that had existed since the ancient times and shone on many great people throughout the ages, and muttered, "Wu Kui?"

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Two days later, the second round of the Great Luo Martial Arts Association had been hurriedly opened, even if many people had won badly in the first round, resulting in their own injuries not healing, but the imperial court did not seem to consider this matter.

However, two days, unless there is some great panacea, it is far from enough to heal those internal injuries that will directly affect combat effectiveness, but rules are rules, and this is still the rule of the imperial court, even if these arrogant young warriors have complaints, they have to obey.

Qiansanxiao did keep his promise, as early as the first day of the game, he had personally come over to send a copy of the opponent's information on the second day, and I don't know where he got it, could it be that there are people in Chang'an Division who do this kind of pickling business?

The cheers that rang out from time to time around pulled Li Qingchen out of his thoughts, and he looked at the strong man in front of him who was wearing a blue belt and was a whole circle bigger than himself, and silently memorized the information given by Qiansan Xiao in his heart.

"Rong Lan, Hebei Province Rong family lineage, and Rong family, is one of the famous families in Hebei, generation to open martial arts hall for the industry, divided into two doors, Rong Lan, eighteen years old, six products of the cultivation of the great success, has participated in the last martial arts meeting, rich combat experience, practice is the Rong family from generation to generation of the soul chasing life-saving feet, in the Chang'an arsenal has a complete record, Xuan-level middle grade of the peerless learning, long in guerrilla, explosive power is not strong. ”

Because this person participated in the Great Luo Martial Arts Association three years ago, his information will naturally be more complete, although this situation is very disadvantageous for the person concerned, after all, it is only three years, it is difficult to say that he has made a lot of progress in cultivation, or that he has successfully practiced another peerless study as a hidden means.

Once one's own cultivation and the mastery of one's cultivation are mastered by the enemy in advance, and it is easy to grasp the Tao in terms of tactics and restraint, but on the other hand, participating in the martial arts meeting and competing with geniuses of the same age is a kind of exercise for martial artists in itself.

Martial arts, in the struggle, in the fight, the edge of the sword from the sharpening, the fragrance of plum blossoms from the bitter cold, this and Wendao, are the two extremes.

After the two sides stood still, Li Qingchen still took the initiative to hug his fists and said, "Li Qingchen!"

This Rong Lan is also worthy of being a member of the martial arts family, and the aura of the rivers and lakes on his body looks very strong, and he immediately hugged his fists and said loudly: "Hebei Rong Lan!"

Then, before Li Qingchen said a word "please", he said: "Three days ago, what Your Excellency said in the ring, I listened carefully at the bottom at the time, and I still remember what Your Excellency said, although I also agree with what Your Excellency said about the wolf and the dog, but the Xu family and my Rong family have been friends for generations, that Xu Zhenyi is my father and son, and is the righteous brother of the next, Your Excellency humiliated him like that, it is really against the spirit of martial arts, the morality of the rivers and lakes, so I must help him get a justice today, if there is any offense, I hope your Excellency will forgive me!" ”

Rong Lan said this seriously, and there was not much criticism of Li Qingchen in his tone, because as a person in the rivers and lakes, although he was backed by the big tree of the Rong family, he also clearly knew what kind of cruel place the world of martial artists was, from the heart, if Xu Zhenyi could learn something from this battle, it would be his luck, and if he could figure out this truth, he would not only live longer, but also live better.

A lot of words, from outsiders, will be much better than their own people, but since he is standing here now, no matter what, he has to help his brother-in-law and his family to regain the lost face, which is also the rivers and lakes.

Li Qingchen raised his eyebrows, hooked the corners of his mouth, raised his fist quite provocatively, and said loudly: "In the ring, this is the truth." ”

When Rong Lan saw it, his face was slightly gloomy, and he secretly said that this kid really didn't know what to do, and immediately stopped talking, and with a kick on his feet, he rushed out towards Li Qingchen like an arrow from the string.

Someone once said that if the competition between martial artists is summed up, it is nothing more than ten words.

The hand is two doors, all by kicking people!

The reason why I say this is also very simple, because the hand must be more flexible than the foot, and the foot must be stronger than the hand, and that's it.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

Although this Rong Lan looks strong, he moves extremely fast, and his body is like a ghost, making people unable to touch the edges, and at the same time, he keeps pointing out with his toes, kicking the opponent's acupoints.

As his opponent, Li Qingchen stepped back, while reaching out to skillfully remove the opponent's kicking feet, and at the same time even had the leisure to observe the opponent's offensive path, and compared with some of the loose moves that the sixth person who was good at sealing the pulse had taught him, he found that there were indeed some commonalities, but relatively speaking, this person was too far behind the sixth child, obviously because the kung fu had not yet been practiced at home.

In fact, if it weren't for Qian Sanxiao's repeated instructions at the end, he would definitely have to fight with the other party for a while, Li Qingchen would never be entangled with the other party, the difference between the two sides is like a moat, his body is condensed like a substance in the body, just like a fire dragon swimming, even if he lets go of being kicked by Rong Lan now, the other party can't hurt him at all, this is the absolute gap in strength.

But for some reason, at this moment, the dream that had plagued him for two whole days and finally forgot it for a while before going on stage reappeared uncontrollably in his mind again.

Get stronger!

Get stronger!

You have to be strong enough to handle everything!

Li Qingchen, isn't it because you are not strong enough, and even become a burden, that led to Lao Xin's death?

If it weren't for the fact that you have been clinging to the promise you made to Lao Xin when you were a child, would it have caused you to be tired for so many years?

Do you want to live like this again?

Do you want to be a burden to others?

If you don't want to die, you have to change your life!

In his mind, the deafening voice sounded again, and he couldn't help but stop on the field.

Rong Lan didn't know what he meant, but under the contact, he knew that this opponent was not easy to deal with, and he had already made an all-out move, and now it was too late to collect the move, so he had to drink lightly and said: "Be careful!"

A kick on Li Qingchen's chest, even if he had already tried to collect two points of strength, but Rong Lan thought that this kick would at least break the bone in his chest and fly out of the ring directly, but he never thought that after this foot went down, it was like kicking on a big mountain, the mountains and rivers were towering and not moving, and he had already bounced away in pain.

"You!"

Rong Lan exclaimed, and was about to speak, when Leng Buding was taken a step forward by Li Qingchen and stepped out of his fist, just like when he was a child, the child who was in the Youzhou Division martial arts arena and punched hard at the air.

A majestic and domineering wave of qi was discharged, it was the condensed true qi of the intersecting lives of martial artists!

The two sides were obviously separated by an arm's length, but Rong Lan seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer, and was directly beaten upside down and flew out, but before the person had withdrawn too far, he was reached out from behind and picked it up, and the force on his body was dissolved in a few clicks.

After Li Qingchen punched out, he also shook his head, and then he finally came to his senses, looked up, and found that the one who took over Rong Lan was the sloppy man surnamed Wang in Chang'an Division.

Lao Wang held Rong Lan with one hand and shouted: "Yichen, the first game, Li Qingchen, win!"

The strength on Rong Lan's body was directly and rudely dissolved by Lao Wang with a more vigorous true qi, although he was not injured, but after the two forces collided, he felt that his limbs and bones were now numb, a little weak, and at the same time, looking at Li Qingchen's eyes, it was also a little difficult to understand.

They are also martial artists, the other party is younger than you, but they are far from being opponents you can match, and Rong Lan has also been known as a genius since he was a child, although he knew that he was not too powerful after participating in the martial arts meeting last time, but he was definitely not weak among his peers, and he made a comeback after three years, thinking that he could achieve better results than three years ago, but he didn't expect to lose in the hands of a young man like this, and his self-confidence was inevitably frustrated.

What's more, he has always felt that he is right in righteousness, the other party humiliates the opponent like that, and he has no martial arts demeanor, but why is he so strong, can it be said that any morality in the rivers and lakes is a lie, and there is only fists in this world, which is the truth?

The eighteen-year-old boy couldn't help but fall into such contemplation.