I can go back to the mysterious age.

August 29, [-]:[-] pm.

Adjacent Windsor County, Cajun County, Naam City.

A fairly vacant white villa, the rubble gleaming on top of the manor in the reddish-yellow sunset light.The road is paved with white-tone marble slabs, rough but also reflective.Beside the path are rows of black street lamps, and the carved designs on the top of the street lamps are very beautiful.

The elegant sound of the piano playing is faintly heard around the villa, and the fountain in the circular square splashes water from time to time.

In the middle of the square, a young man with purple hair sat cross-legged.A light-colored windbreaker was placed beside him, and a sword was on his lap.

His eyes were closed tightly, his chest heaved slightly, and there was a hissing sound like a snake's whistle from the tip of his nose.It seemed to be a certain kind of breathing method, with an inexplicably sharp breath.

The upper body of the purple-haired young man was not wearing any clothes, revealing a strong and well-proportioned body. The muscle lines were not exaggerated, but they were quite capable.No one would doubt the explosiveness of this body.

However, several white bandages were wrapped around it.From the position of the left waist to the right shoulder, it went around two or three times.

sizzling... sizzling... sizzling...

The sound of breathing is long and powerful, with a special frequency.

The young man's body obviously didn't move, but the exposed muscles of his upper body were bouncing like steel ropes.They collided with each other, and finally returned to their original positions.Drops of hot sweat fell, and just after sliding a certain distance, it was evaporated by the hot body temperature.There was a thin layer of mist around the body of the purple-haired youth.

Ten meters apart, the marble fountain is working as usual, and the cute child statue standing on the white column is as diligent and urinating as always.Attracted some birds in the air to fall.

Wow, another white bird flapped its wings in mid-air.

Taking advantage of the breeze blowing, dive all the way down.It circled and turned a few turns, and finally passed over the head of the purple-haired youth.

锃!
A vague and illusory silver-white moonlight flashed rapidly.

The purple-haired young man on the ground still had his eyes closed, his long sword was placed in front of him, his hands rested on his knees, and he did not move.

The white bird above the head was not frightened in any way, and still flew forward on its own, and landed by the fountain to comb its wings.

Until a white feather dangled down from the top of the young man's head, and finally landed in the middle of the scabbard.

At the end of the feather, the oblique smooth cut marks are eye-catching.

"Clap clap clap..."

Suddenly there was applause at the intersection on one side of the square, and a bald old man in white came over with a smile.

"Lance, your swordsmanship has improved again. The sword cuts the bird without hurting the bird's body, and only takes the feathers. Even if the tip of the sword is slightly deflected, you can't do this. It requires precise power control..."

The old man stopped and stood next to the purple-haired young man, his tone seemed to be a little emotional: "Young people are progressing so fast, I just finished fighting with the Secret Flower Sword of the Thorn Pavilion Secret Sword Club yesterday, and today I have made another small step in the way of swordsmanship. I'm afraid I'm no match for you..."

Suddenly a deep voice responded: "I am not your opponent, teacher. Otherwise, I would have drawn my sword to challenge you just now." The purple-haired youth slowly opened his eyes: "The strength of the president of the Thorn Pavilion Secret Sword Club Sure enough, he is not weak, I can only fight with him even if I try my best, and I am even weaker..."

He glanced down at the white bandage on his chest, and said in a quite sure tone: "But now, the gap between me and him has been smoothed out. We both belong to the sect martial arts school, and learning from each other has greatly helped me improve. A A few hours ago, I vaguely captured a sense of aura, but unfortunately it was still much worse..."

"Have you caught the breath?!" The bald old man was quite surprised, with a smile on his face.He looked at his apprentice, and then comforted him: "Don't worry, don't worry, if you can capture the sense of aura, you have already obtained the ticket to enter the realm of fighters. You still have a little accumulation, experience and will need to be honed Wait until we maintain this momentum and fight a few more times, maybe it will be a matter of course to touch the bottleneck..."

The old man's eyes were satisfied and pleased: "Lance, maybe you can become the first fighter among the three stars in the east to break through."

When he said this, he immediately thought of something: "Oh, right. I just got the latest news, and it seems that Xinghuan Quan Aruo is also going to Windsor County. His thoughts are probably the same as ours..."

Xinghuanquan is the same as the Soulless Kendo.It is the top several secret martial arts schools in the East Nine Gates.Among them, the name of the first core is Arrow, and Lance is called one of the three stars in the east.Nicknamed Yaoguangquan, he is the only one among the younger generation of Xinghuanquan who has learned all the three secret arts of the sun, moon and star.Because of the many secret techniques and dazzling boxing techniques, it is called Yaoguang Boxing.

Lance and Arrow once played against each other, and their record was two wins and three losses half a year ago, a slight disadvantage.Now after six months of experience, Lance is confident that it will be at least [-]-[-], and he is not sure whether he will have the upper hand.This is enough to prove that Ah Luo is strong, and now there is a sudden news that he is going to Windsor County, which is not good news for Lance.

However, he is not so afraid of Ah Luo now.

Lance stood up and said to the master next to him: "He can come if he wants, just to change the result of the sparring session half a year ago. No matter how many fancy secret techniques are for me now, I can break everything with one effort. The same is true for a sword..."

"Okay!" The bald old man applauded the confidence shown by his apprentice. He nodded and looked at the bandage on Lance's body: "Your injury, I'll ask the doctor to check you again..."

"No need, one day's work is almost enough."

Lance took off the bandage directly, revealing a slender brown scar.Under the action of powerful drug application and synchronous breathing method to heal injuries.The injury caused to him by the president of the Secret Sword Society is almost healed, and it will not affect Lance's combat effectiveness.

He can feel that his current mental will and emotions are in a high state, and it is best to continue fighting in this situation.If you rest for a few more days, it will lead to the decline of that overwhelming momentum and cause a negative impact.

A clatter.

A large light-colored windbreaker was draped over Lance's back. He strode forward with a long scar on his chest and a sword in his right hand.

"Teacher, without further ado, let's go directly to Wensha County..."

Eleven at night.

Bang bang bang!

A series of explosive sounds came from the battle room of the Judo professional, which was the sound of fists colliding with each other.

Every once in a while, the hard and thick wall would vibrate violently, and dust would rustle down.Many Jijudo disciples guarding around the battle room were terrified. It was as if two prehistoric beasts were fighting inside, and the momentum was terrifying.

Tonight, a strange fighter who was full of travel and dust came to challenge the sect master.The two entered the fighting room within half an hour. Five minutes ago, there was a violent commotion inside.

The bang like a steamroller at work didn't stop for a moment.

"Senior brother, you said..." A young man just opened his mouth to speak.

The wall next to it was shattered suddenly with a bang, and a hole was directly punched out by one arm, and the broken stones splashed violently.

Exploded like densely packed bullets, some hit the wall and some hit the ground, leaving small craters.

The boy snorted, and was hit on the back by a small stone the size of a fingernail.When he opened it, he saw a purple-red bruise.Fortunately, he is not on the front, and the stone is small.Otherwise, he would have ascended to heaven with a fist-sized rock just now.

"All disciples, step back another ten meters! Don't come within 15 meters of the fighting room!" A young man who was obviously older stood up and shouted, and everyone was in the darkness.

As soon as they evacuated, there was a loud roar from that wall.Half of the wall collapsed, and two crazily intertwined fighting figures flew by in the gravel rain.The turbulent air waves overwhelmed mountains and seas.

call!call!boom!
Finally, the two shadows stopped.

The front screen was frozen in the eyes of all Judo disciples.

A man in a windbreaker raised his palms flat, like patting a watermelon, and pressed one left and one right on the temples of the Master of Judo.The sect master, on the other hand, froze in place, his fists still stretched out in mid-air, and his ears and eyes were bleeding.

Such a scene was deeply seared into the hearts of all the disciples and lasted for five seconds.Until Kaxiu lowered his hands and hung them by his side.

The master of Jijudo staggered, and after stabilizing his figure, he clasped his fists and said: "I lost, thank you for your mercy..."

"Assignment."

Ka Xiu returned the gift, and an afterimage flashed in the air.

When the Jijudo disciples came to their senses, Kaxiu's figure had disappeared, leaving only the sect master standing alone.

"Cough cough!"

The Master of Jijudo suddenly swayed and almost fell to the ground.But fortunately, the knees are on the ground and one hand is supported.

"Master!"×n
Many disciples stepped forward and surrounded the past.

The master of Jijudo waved his hand, and stood up again by himself. He coughed violently twice, and looked up at the clear and cloudless night: "What a fierce fist, what a strong killing intent, what a powerful aura, There's going to be another storm in Windsor County..."

Time flies, three days passed, September [-]st.

Windsor County, Mia City, Railway Station.

A train roared with steam, and slowly stopped on the platform.

Following the guidance of the conductor, many passengers who arrived from afar came down with their suitcases and left towards the outside of the train station.

A white glove was placed on the edge of the door. A young man with purple hair got off the train, his eyes were black and red in the sun.He was wearing a windbreaker, and the hem of the windbreaker half-hidden a long instrument wrapped in bandages, which was shaped like a sword as a whole.

The young man stood aside, watching the members of the Soulless Kendo walk down one by one.When the last person left the train carriage, he was about to look away but suddenly turned his head to look to one side.

A pair of black and red eyes are narrowed, the corners of which are sharp like swords.

It was a few cars behind, and a strong white-skinned young man stepped down from it.He seemed to have noticed Lance's gaze, and turned around to give him a hearty smile.

"Star ring gate, Yaoguang fist, Ah Luo..."

Lance muttered to himself, and involuntarily touched the hilt of the sword with his right hand.The loose bandage looks like it's about to unravel.

"This is the train station, are you sure you want to do it?"

A standard baritone voice came over, and the fair-skinned youth Ah Luo spoke more than ten meters away.He wore a black tank top that exposed his muscular arms, with leggings at the bottom.A white bandage is evenly wrapped around the left arm, while the right hand is being wrapped.Circle after circle, across the wrist and wrap the entire palm.

"Humph."

Lance snorted coldly, and slowly moved the hand holding the hilt of the sword away.The cold aura on him became even more gloomy.

"We are really destined, we can meet each other like this." The fair-skinned young man raised his thick black eyebrows, his tire-like shoulders stretched back, and his eyes swept over the crowd of Soul Sword.

"So many people, where are you going in Windsor?"

"none of your business?"

Lance's eyes were as cold as ever.

"Why is it none of my business? Brother-in-law, I..." Ah Luo smiled and walked forward a few steps, halfway through the sentence.

锃!
A bright silver swift sword was pulled out, buzzing in the air, and the side was as smooth as a mirror.The blade of the sword is very long and sharp, with a curved brass guard like a stamen at one end, protecting the palm like a scissors handle.

The sharp sword pointed directly at the fair-skinned young man, and the gloom in Lance's eyes almost turned into water droplets: "How dare you say that brother-in-law again..."

"Ah, hehe." Aluo laughed twice, raised his hands, and said, "Don't be so impulsive, this is a public place, I don't mention your sister, just... put your sword back..."

"Hmph!" Lance snorted again.

Immediately, the group left the train station with the Soul Sword without looking back, and Ah Luo also took three or four people into the car.

The two teams, one in front and the other behind, had surprisingly the same destination.

They are all from the same East Nine School, Xieyan Fist.

At this moment, Xieyan Fist Dojo.This is a group of villas located on the mountainside in the suburbs, and it is also the headquarters of Xieyan Fist.

In an empty meeting room for receiving guests.A middle-aged man in blue short-sleeves sat on the main seat, and on both sides of the long red table, other warriors sat one after another.

There are representatives of some small secret martial arts schools, and most of the medium-sized secret martial arts sect masters.Among them was a man with a tea-brown beard all over his face, wearing a bunt suit.There is a bird of prey logo on the chest towards the shoulder.

The current sect master of Red Vulture Fist, Lu En.

And the person sitting on the main seat is the current head of Xieyanquan, Justin. Xieyanquan has put pressure on many secret martial arts schools in Wensha County for half a month, and it is time to talk about it.

The meeting started from eight o'clock in the morning to eleven o'clock now, and it hasn't ended yet.Many conflicts cannot be resolved in a single meeting.

However, some secret martial arts schools have loosened their attitudes.

Creaking, someone suddenly came in from outside the door, came to the side of Justin, the master of Xieyan Fist, and whispered something.

"At this juncture, someone came to my Xieyan boxing hall? And he named him to fight Elder Jay!?" Justin's brows gradually frowned: "Where did you come from, little bum, don't worry about him, I'll come back later Deal with it. Let’s talk about the East Nine Gate’s plan first..."

The Xieyan Fist disciple nodded, and then walked out quickly.

Justin cleared his throat twice, pressed one hand on the surface of the long table, glanced at everyone in the meeting room, and said.

"I don't want to talk nonsense to everyone, so let's just say it plainly now. Join the Eastern Conference together, whoever is for and whoever is against!"