"Now the number one is Yun Zhongyue, before it was Nangong Fei, as for whether Nangong Fei was killed by Yun Zhongyue, whether Nangong Fei is really dead, no one knows. It's just a rumor in the rivers and lakes that sixteen years ago, someone found Nangong Fei's silver gun in Qianluojian, and for so many years, the number one killer Nangong Fei has never appeared again. Xiaoyaozi continued.

"The person who killed him must be Yun Zhongyue!" Xiong Qiang said, because in his cognition, the killer who ranks first is definitely the most powerful killer, except for the killer who is second and the closest to him in strength can kill him, it is impossible for other people to kill him.

Regarding Xiong Qiang's words, Xiaoyaozi did not agree, and said: "Not necessarily, although Nangong Fei ranks first on the killer list, the most terrible killer is often the killer who is not on the list, and the really powerful killer is like those wolves who are always lurking in the shadows and do not reveal their identities, they will only spy in the dark, and suddenly launch a fatal blow at the moment when you relax." They are cruel and cunning, and they kill people quietly, and such killers are the most terrifying. ”

"Then I'll be one of these killers!" Xiong Qiang said.

Xiaoyaozi smiled, but when Xiong Qiang made a bold statement, his expression suddenly dimmed, as Xiaoyaozi said, he is not even a killer now, talking about the first is tantamount to a fool's dream, to become a top killer, then before that, he must first become a master.

"So how do you become a master?"

Xiaoyaozi smiled, he liked the question.

If it is a master from any famous and decent martial arts family, when he encounters a guy who doesn't know any martial arts, and any guy with zero foundation asks "how to become a master" in the first sentence, he will definitely feel that this guy is too ambitious, and he will definitely teach him to practice the basic skills in a down-to-earth manner.

But Xiaoyaozi didn't.

Because Xiaoyaozi is neither a famous and decent family, nor a martial arts family.

Xiaoyaozi is a killer.

When this killer didn't know any martial arts back then, and his foundation was zero, the first thing he asked the coach when he entered the "Dark River" killer group for the first time was the same sentence.

"How do I become a master?"

Very simple!

"You draw your sword and stab at the sun," Xiaoyaozi said to Xiong Qiang.

"Practice this movement 200,000 times, and you will be a master. ”

"How to draw a sword, how to stab, where to stab? Master, you don't teach me anything, how can I practice?"

"You don't need to know how to practice, you just need to practice, and in the process of practicing, you will naturally understand how to practice. ”

"Do you keep stabbing the sun?"

"Well, in the morning the sun rises in the east, at noon the sun rises to the sky, and in the evening the sun sets west in the evening...... You have so many questions that I can't help but compose a poem......"

Xiong Qiang pursed his lips and began to stab out a sword with some awkwardness.

The sword was too long, the sunlight was too dazzling, Xiong Qiang's hand was a little shaky, he didn't understand what the benefit of practicing like this was.

Xiaoyaozi began to chant again: "You have to remember that among killers, the real master judging criterion is never to invite a bunch of martial arts masters to build a ring, and the two players take the stage and then go head-to-head...... It's who can kill whom. There are no rules, no restrictions, no morals, as long as I can kill you, I am a killer who is higher than you. ”

Xiong Qiang stabbed out the second sword. His sword has no sheath, so he doesn't need to pull it out, he just needs to simply take out the sword, stab it, and then collect it. He felt that a sword without a scabbard could stab faster anytime, anywhere.

A few months later, Xiong Qiang still repeated that action, but the speed at which he drew the sword was already very fast, because he had already formed a muscle memory, and each sword movement was like flowing water, very skillful.

"How many stabs have you practiced?"

"Fourteen thousand eight hundred and sixty-three thorns!"

Xiong Qiang said with some pride, by now, he had faintly felt that the faster he drew his sword, the faster he could pierce the bamboo leaves flying down from the tree in an instant, which he had never dared to think of before. Piercing a falling leaf with a sword is the same as piercing a piece of paper hanging in the air with a fist, and without extremely fast speed and a strong explosion, this cannot be done at all.

Xiaoyaozi looked at Xiong Qiang's face with a smug look, but he smiled slightly, and said, "Come, I'll try your swordsmanship!

Xiong Qiang now has a high level of confidence in his swordsmanship, and he also said with a smile at the moment: "Master, you have to be careful, my swordsmanship is very fast now." ”

However, Xiong Qiang's smile was still hanging on the corner of his mouth, Xiaoyaozi's sword was already on Xiong Qiang's neck, looking at the sword blade that glowed with cold light under the sun, the smile on the corner of Xiong Qiang's mouth froze on his face, and he said with some displeasure: "Master, what are you? I'm not unready, you will take out the sword." ”

"It seems that you haven't taken my words to heart until now, the killer is not a martial arts master, he has no rules, no restrictions, no morals, when the killer kills you, you still have to tell him, I'm not ready, why did you kill me? Hehe! Just like you, you still want to become the number one killer in the world? Hey!" Xiaoyaozi put away his sword, showed a mocking smile, and then turned to leave.

Looking at the triumphant figure of the master, Xiong Qiang gritted his teeth, and then practiced his sword more diligently.

With that kind of practice, months have passed.

Xiong Qiang stood in a bamboo forest, his eyes slightly closed, the whole person was like a clay sculpture, standing there quietly, a withered yellow bamboo leaf slowly fell down, just at the moment when the bamboo leaf was about to fall from his side, his eyes suddenly opened, and the eyes were full of light, as if they were bright stars in the night sky, and then, he did not hesitate to draw his sword.

A sword stabbed out, and the bamboo leaf was pierced by his sword.

Although Xiong Qiang felt that he could only pass through a bamboo leaf with a sword, he felt that he no longer needed to stare at the bamboo leaf with his eyes as before, and then draw the sword. Now when he stabs a sword, he no longer needs to rely on his eyes, but on a feeling in his heart, as if he has an eye in his heart, and can clearly judge the location of the target between lightning and fire.

Seeing himself take another big step forward, the corners of Xiong Qiang's mouth raised a smile, and he had the idea of finding a master again, he felt that he would definitely be able to beat the master this time.

"Master, I have already practiced 200,000 swords! Now that I am a master, if you want to defeat me in one sword again, I am afraid it will not be easy. Xiong Qiang looked at Xiaoyaozi who was wiping the sword, and said proudly.

Xiaoyaozi raised his head and looked at Xiong Qiang, and said: "I think very highly of myself, it seems that I want to find abuse again, then the master will let you see what a fast sword is, and let you know that the sword you are holding now is still a useless burning stick in my eyes!"

"Master, don't talk big, if my sword is on your neck, you won't end well. Xiong Qiang said lightly.

After trying, Xiong Qiang's body was rickety, and his face was ashen, this time the master did not take advantage of him like last time. But this time it hit Xiong Qiang even harder, because even if his sword was unsheathed, when his sword was just picked up, Master's sword was already on his chest, and if Master's sword really pierced into it, he would have become a corpse by now.

......

"Master, each of my swords is two stabs, and this action has been practiced to 300,000 swords!"

"Get out, don't bother me, in my eyes, your sword is still a burning stick!" Xiaoyaozi gave Xiong Qiang a roll of his eyes angrily. Xiong Qiang could only leave silently.

......

"Master, every time I stab my hand, I have already practiced 500,000 swords, do I want to continue to practice again?"

For two whole years, Xiong Qiang never stopped practicing, and so far, he has stabbed out 1.2 million swords. Now he already has a feeling, he feels that he and the sword have become one, the sword is him, he is the sword, one sword and three stabs, and the stabbing is a real move.

He could already feel the feeling that Master had spoken about at the beginning, the sword in his hand had been able to create a mysterious feeling between the sword in his hand and the target he was about to assassinate, as long as his mind moved, he could easily send the sword into the target anywhere.

At this time, Xiong Qiang looks much more mature and introverted than two years ago, with a tall and majestic figure, a handsome face, and long hair because of natural curls, which looks a little messy. His eyes were like a bottomless pool, deep and deep, and the most special thing was that the sword he held in his backhand was a slender and sharp sword, but it had no scabbard.

A confident smile tugged at the corners of his mouth, and he strode towards the small hut where Master was.

Xiaoyaozi looked at Xiong Qiang, who was smiling at the corner of his mouth, and also put down the tea bowl in his hand, and said, "You don't go to practice swords, what are you doing when you come back?"

"Of course, I'm looking for you to compete, Master, I haven't compared with Master for a year. Xiong Qiang said with a smile.

"Compete with me in the sword? Is it not enough to deal two blows? You little rabbit cub, always arrogant, can't hold your breath, and you are smug when you achieve a little success, Master, I practiced this swordsmanship for five years, and you only practiced for two years, and you want to kill me, an old killer?

Xiong Qiang smiled faintly, took the sword over, learned from Xiaoyaozi, carefully examined every inch of the sword, and said: "There is a saying that the blue is better than the blue, the master used it for five years, and I may not need five years." ”

"Hey, rabbit cub, confidence is important, but conceit is not a good thing, it seems that you still need to temper and temper, I haven't done it for a long time, today I will let you see the consequences of the old killer!" Xiaoyaozi glanced at Xiong Qiang coldly, and then held his sword in the courtyard with some annoyance.

Looking at Xiaoyaozi's figure, Xiong Qiang stroked some naturally curly long hair, and a weird smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Bunny, give me a wide eye to see clearly, this time I'm going to put a sword in your throat!" Xiaoyaozi said.

When Xiaoyaozi's sword was only half drawn, he suddenly saw that Xiong Qiang had already drawn his sword, and the sword seemed to be a silver light, and between the lightning and the stone and fire, it had already reached half an inch of Xiaoyaozi's throat.

Looking at the sword that was shining in the sun, and then looking at the handsome face on the other side that was still smiling at the corners of his mouth, Xiaoyaozi was about to say the words, but it turned into a sigh, his face was a little bitter, and the sword that was held in his hand and was just half pulled out, he didn't know whether to put it back in the scabbard or continue to unsheath.

"Master, it seems that you lost this time!" Xiong Qiang said with a smile.

"Hehe! Sure enough, it's a hero out of a young man, Lang after the Yangtze River pushes Lang forward! It seems that it's time for me, an old killer, to find a time to retire. Seeing that Xiong Qiang has practiced swordsmanship to the point of surpassing himself in two years, Xiaoyaozi has a faint sadness in his heart, but he is more relieved.

"Master, I'm offended!" Xiong Qiang listened to Xiaoyaozi's somewhat sad tone, and there was also a trace of shame in his heart, in the end, he still had some show-off elements in it.

Xiaoyao waved his hand lightly and said: "I am very pleased that you can have today's achievements! Now I still have an unfulfilled wish, as long as I have this wish, I will set foot in the rivers and lakes again in the future, and I will die in this Cangwu Mountain!"

"Is that woman's entrustment?" Xiong Qiang said.

Xiaoyaozi nodded and said, "You can also use this to refine the rivers and lakes, now it's time to go down the mountain, I haven't shown up for so many years, maybe those guys in the rivers and lakes are about to forget me, right?"