I hang up for retirement in the martial arts world

Chapter 88
The biting cold wind mixed with flying snowflakes lingers and reverberates fiercely between the heaven and the earth.

Ninghe City in December is now a vast expanse of whiteness, shrouded in dark clouds, and has fallen into a dead silence.

It has been snowing for more than three days, and now there is snow everywhere inside and outside the city.

The county government posted a notice early on, recruiting manpower, and clearing the roads inside and outside the city. The prosperous county town in the past is now rare, except for some hard-working snow-shoveling laborers, who are still haunting the streets.

"Crack" sound.

A piece of pure white on the ground was dug up by a shovel, revealing the blackened blue bricks hidden underneath.

The old Zhang, who was over fifty years old, shook his head vigorously, and threw the snow onto the wooden cart beside him, filling up the last shovel.

"Huh" stopped and took a breath.

Looking back, I happened to see a young man rubbing his hands and stamping his feet in the corner.

"Don't be lazy there!" He was immediately upset.

Turning around and leaning on the shovel, he yelled, "Just the two pieces of ragged cotton cloth on your body, even if you rub your skin or stomp your feet, it won't warm you up. If you're cold, work quickly."

"It's not cold when you move!"

Old Zhangtou is the foreman.

No wonder he was so harsh on that young man.

It is extremely lucky to be assigned to shovel snow on the main road in the east of the city after taking over the work of the county government office. If he is assigned outside the city, let alone the chance of being lazy, it is not a matter of whether he can return home alive.

After being reprimanded, the young man looked a little unhappy, returned to his post without saying a word, and continued to wield the shovel.

"Alas!" Seeing this, the old Zhangtou sighed helplessly.

Then he stopped thinking about it, turned around and yelled loudly to everyone: "Work hard, pay attention to your feet, don't slip, if you fall, if you get hurt, it's not a joke."

"If you haven't received the food yet, you'll lay your body on the side of the road first!"

In this kind of weather, there are not many people who are willing to risk their lives for this kind of work.

They are either the poor in the city or the refugees outside the city. They all have no food left and their clothes are thin. If they don’t do it, they will starve to death or freeze to death.

He told everyone a few more words.

Lao Zhang put down his shovel, let out a few breaths at his unconscious hands, raised his head to look at the dark cloud-covered sky, and lost his mind for a moment.

"I don't know how long it will snow."

Chen Mansion, in a small courtyard.

A series of sharp piercing sounds continued to sound.

The snowflakes flying in the air are visibly driven by some kind of force again and again.

I saw Chen Yi, who was forcibly stripped of his thick cotton coat, was wearing thin clothes, standing under the old locust tree, waving the Baoteng knife again and again.

"Don't use your internal strength!" A mentor surnamed Liu at the side saw that he was stealing and cheating, and suddenly threw a snowball from behind.

"Huh?!" At the same time, the boy under the tree felt something, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

The next moment, the knife in his hand moved with him, as fast as lightning, there was no movement of feet, no shadow of the knife, only a sharp tearing sound.

When the snowball was three feet away from the boy, it exploded out of thin air, turning into countless white chips and continuing to spread forward.

"hiss!"

The crystal snow poured into the collar, and Chen Yi couldn't help but gasped.

"Not bad!" The instigator pretended not to see it.

Standing under the eaves to avoid the wind and snow, he tossed the newly pinched snowball on his own, and said unhurriedly:

"For every knife you swing, you need to use your whole body's muscles and bones to exert strength, and you must also perceive everything around you, and watch the enemy with your heart!"

"Sir teaches that, only"

Chen Yi, who was banned from performing the heart casting technique, couldn't suppress his emotions, and said with trembling teeth: "Why do you force me to wear single clothes?! This is a snowy day, and people will freeze to death!"

While speaking, the wind and snow reverberating in the courtyard continued to blow up the corners of the clothes and pour them into the gaps.

Right now, the young man only feels that his body is constantly enduring wind, frost and sword.

The cold wind blew past, and the exposed skin only felt a slight pain at first, and then the chill penetrated into the bone marrow, and finally he gradually lost consciousness.

"Hey"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man at the side turned pale, shook his head and smiled and said: "Don't you hear that the heavens will send a great mission to the people, and you must first work hard on your heart and bones."

"But why do I feel that you are avenging yourself, sir?!" Chen Yi interrupted him.

While waving the knife, he said angrily: "I'm not yet sixteen, if I continue to freeze like this, I'll catch wind and cold later, if it's like this every day, I won't be able to survive this winter, and maybe I'll catch arthralgia and calendar wind , Crane's Knee Wind"

"fart!"

Where did Liu Hanfeng listen to his complaints, and he retorted plausibly: "What nonsense are you talking about? Little boss, you just lack tempering. You have such a deep foundation of internal energy to nourish your body. It's easy to be frozen for a day and a night. How can you get sick? How can you get sick? Afraid of the cold?"

"I see that you are clearly not suffering enough, and you are not strong enough! You must be stealing and cheating when practicing swords on weekdays, so that now you are afraid of the mere cold!"

While speaking, there was an inexplicably righteous and awe-inspiring aura.

It is certain to avenge public and private revenge. How could he let this little boss have a chance to teach him a lesson?
It's a pity, if you can find an opportunity to teach that black-hearted, black-lung, misleading child not to live, that would be really...
"Cough cough!"

Thinking of this, he coughed, put away his thoughts and continued: "Now, by taking this opportunity to kill, I should teach you what it means to respect the old. Bah, what is the strength of character of a warrior, the will of a warrior!"

"Um???"

Under the tree, the young man's eyes were already narrowed, and the saber in his hand paused slightly. When he swung the saber again, the blade was already deflected by three points, as if it was pointing obliquely at a certain mentor.

"So-and-so never said nonsense." Liu Hanfeng, who had slipped his mouth, was suddenly charged by the saber intent.

His tone faltered, and he hastened to make amends: "Xiaodong is so smart, can't he figure out the joints? If you really put your heart into practicing hard, how can your saber skills go astray?"

"This..." The young man hesitated for a while, and he also hesitated when he swung the knife.

Indeed, even though he has been exercising his body continuously over the past few years, the intensity is nothing compared to what he is doing now.

In the previous life, he experienced more than 20 years of extravagant modern life. After coming to this world, he is also a pampered noble son.

People in the two worlds have never really suffered anything.

Chen Yi wears a faceplate, and has no worries about the future. Although he has tried it before, he has tried it, but it has always been superficial.
For himself, he still didn't make up his mind.

"The moon stick, the sword, the sword, the spear, the sword, keep it with you."

Liu Hanfeng's tone became a little more serious, and he said slowly: "Although the old saying goes like this, in fact, if you want to reach the peak in any one, it is a general hardship, without exception!"

"And the top masters, without exception, are all in the realm of transformation. In fact, there is not much difference. It is not only the environment that determines the outcome, but also a flash of inspiration."

"The firm will gained after enduring all kinds of suffering!"

"Thank you sir for your teaching, Yi understands." The knife in the young man's hand no longer hesitated.

With a sudden swing of the knife, thousands of silver flowers in the courtyard were brought up!
ps: Recently, my state has been fluctuating seriously. I am trying to adjust my mentality, hoping to return to the calmness when I first started creating~

(End of this chapter)