The cold look in Teacher Xiaoya's eyes flashed in her eyes. Chen Fuyun's face changed and she suddenly laughed and said, "...Haha, I should have known this is the case. A guy like me who can't even open the nine-level fighting spirit vortex is embarrassing to the teacher when he goes to the imperial capital." After that, Chen Fuyun turned around resolutely and left the martial arts venue without looking back.

"Chen Fuyun, wait!"

"What else does Teacher Xiaoya have to say?"

"If you really have the qualifications to go to the imperial capital to find me, the teacher will leave the imperial capital for fifty miles to greet you. And the teacher will give you a serious answer to the request you made five years ago."

"I have forgotten the request from five years ago. Teacher Xiaoya doesn't have to worry about it."

Damn, this kid's personality is very similar to mine! He is a malleable talent.

Chen Fuyun, who was watching all this in the sky, couldn't help but exclaim to the young man below.

...

The sun is warm and warm.

Returning to his room from the martial arts venue and thinking about having a good sleep, the boy tossed and turned on the soft big bed, and never felt sleepy.

His eyes were staring straight at the ceiling, and the words of Teacher Xiaoya just now kept appearing in the boy's mind.

"Only warriors at the level of fighting masters can pass freely in the gate of the imperial capital. For example, a guy like you who is ignorant of progress, I am afraid you will never be able to enter the gate of the imperial capital for the rest of your life, right?"

This sentence, coupled with the cold look of Teacher Xiaoya when she spoke, really hurt his heart.

"If I hadn't been reborn into this mediocre body, if I hadn't been bound by the ancient dragon spell, how could I be so depressed?"

Five years ago, a near-death experience added a piece of the ancient dragon clan bloodline and the entire memory of the Qinglong in the soul of the young Chen Fuyun...

He never felt that he had seen Qinglong somewhere, but that hysterical memory and the face that looked very similar to him would appear in the boy's mind from time to time and could not be dispersed.

After a while of random thoughts, the boy finally lost all sleepiness. He turned over and stood up, put on a cold coat, and went out!

The back mountain of the Chen family, the green bamboo forest.

Chen Fuyun clenched his fists and stood in front of the bamboo forest in a daze. Until those unpleasant past events surged into his heart like a tide, he closed his eyes and suddenly wanted to practice boxing.

Thinking of this, Chen Fuyun walked forward and stepped forward.

Five Elements Fist, Huang-level lower martial arts, divided into five major moves: destroying gold, breaking wood, entering water, burning fire, and melting earth. When you reach the peak of your cultivation, the five elements are integrated, and the boxing contains the five elements, and its power is comparable to that of the best martial arts of Huang-level.

Bu Ji!

Walk with your feet, as fast as the wind!

Fist movement!

A buzzing sound was like a star-hung flesh fist stirring in the air a sound of breaking the wind, a ray of fist light flashed, and the fist wind seemed to have swept through the bamboo forest!

Chen Fuyun's steps opened and closed, like a sharp axe, peeling and sweeping across the ground. His fists instantly showed a fiery fist light, and as his steps moved, they transformed into gorgeous fist shadows.

In the sun, the boy's thin body turned like a meteor flying arrow in the bamboo forest!

The five major boxing moves that destroy gold, break wood, enter water, burn fire, and melt earth can be used to flow through clouds and flow through water, the fist wind is shaking, and howling soundly.

"The solemn and restrained gold is indestructible, the relaxed wood is indestructible, the moistening water is indestructible, the hole is indestructible, the flames of fire are burned, and the soil is indestructible, everything is indestructible!"

When Chen Fuyun used the Five Elements Fist to the point where his heart was moving at will, this vast and ethereal sound in his mind was inexplicably heard, like a morning bell and evening drum, and every sentence hit the heart.

Bang!

Chen Fuyun smashed a green bamboo in front of him with a punch, and then knelt on one knee, stroked his chest with his hands, his face extremely pale.

Five years have passed!

Chen Fuyun has never been able to get rid of this sound's vicious hand!

Whenever he is about to complete his practice of Five Elements Fist, this sounds very philosophical but directly interrupts his practice of boxing always sounds inappropriately, blocking him from the path of Dou Qi cultivation.

Chen Fuyun was so angry that he was in tears, so sad that he was in vain!

Damn it, who made this word? I don’t want to live anymore, and I still have a damn desire! I don’t care what kind of bullshit you are. If you pester me again... I will pester me again, I will show you my death!

Chen Fuyun roared hysterically in his heart. When he raised his head again, his pale face had a bit of hideous expression.

He endured it for five years, and he really had enough!

Chen Fuyun looked at the sky with his eyes and shouted several times until the indented fist wound on his chest suddenly collapsed and several bloody mouths were flowing. A burst of heart-wrenching pain came. He covered his chest with both hands, his little face was white in the paper. He struggled a few times in the pain, and finally fell down weakly.

"Have the teacher blamed you wrongly?"

When Chen Fuyun fell to the ground, a white figure suddenly floated down from the bamboo forest.

The people under the bamboo forest are bright and incomparable. When a pure and innocent face is exposed in the sun, the natural beauty is not sure whether it is the sunlight that illuminates her or whether she has brightened this blue sky...

"Chen Fuyun, get out of here!"

In the early morning, a ray of sunlight had just penetrated the window and fell into the eyes of the young man who was sleeping at the bedside. A thick and strong shout instantly penetrated the bamboo house and shook the whole field.

The young man in his sleep was not awake yet, and the person suddenly broke through the door. With a bang, the bamboo door was like a high-speed chariot hit head-on, rolling in the air for several times, and then smashing heavily on a window of the bamboo house. In an instant, the door and window flew out of the house!

"Chen Chongyang!"

The boy suddenly bounced up, and the deep sleepiness of the aura was dissipated without any trace. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he stared at the uninvited guest in front of him who had broken into the door with fear.

"I didn't expect that I'm back alive!"

Chen Chongyang has a pretty face, starry eyes, and a slightly messy long hair like a splash of ink, covering the clear and deep eyes. He wore a moon-white outfit. When he stood there, his sharpness naturally showed off, as if he was a sharp sword.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and a flamboyant smile appeared: "Do you remember what I said to you before entering the Jianjian Cliff?"

The boy suddenly calmed down, rolled his eyes, and said, "I forgot for a long time."

Chen Chongyang clenched his fists, snorted coldly, "If I forgot, I don't mind reminding you well!"

Chen Fuyun shrugged and said helplessly: "Are you Yao Dou Yang Wei's man, or are you here to talk about the old days? If Yao Dou Yang Wei's words, please send a letter of war and wait until I think about it. If you say the old days, please wash it and come again. Your body is too smelly, and the smell of shit is broken, affecting the air quality."

Chen Chongyang's expression changed slightly. He shook his sleeves angrily, but he smiled instead of anger and said, "You are still so bad after not seeing you for five years! I came to see you just to fulfill what I said five years ago and take your life!"

Chen Fuyun chuckled and said with a fearless look: "The Chen family's precepts are strict, and private fights are prohibited. Those who violate the rules will be 80 pills at the least, and those who are burying the Cliff of Burial Sword. If you like the feeling of entering the palace for the second time, you can give it a try!"

Chen Chongyang laughed and said, "Who can stop me from what I, Chen Chongyang, want to do!"

As soon as this sentence came to an end, Chen Fuyun immediately saw a lightning-like white shadow swept through his eyes and rushed towards him fiercely!

Before he could react, the figure that was jumping up in the air, his body lingered like a mountain drill, and his extremely crazy kick swept towards Chen Fuyun's face with great force!

With a dull sound, a fierce and sharp kick swept hard on Chen Fuyun's forearm that was hastily blocked in front of the door. He immediately flew out several meters from the sweep with abundant power, and hissed and plowed a ditch on the ground, and then hesitated and stabbed his body.

"It's cruel enough!" Chen Fuyun gritted his teeth and clenched his fists suddenly.

"There are even more ruthless!" Chen Chongyang looked fierce and held his right palm into a fist.

The sound of breaking the wind suddenly rose, and Chen Chongyang transformed into a gust of wind and whistled at an unimaginable speed. The red fist, with a fiery fist light, was like a sharp blade unsheathed!

It is as quiet as a virgin, moving as if it is taken off a rabbit, body like a dragon, fists like wind!

Chen Chongyang's punch was sharp and ostentatious, full of violent power, and it was as gorgeous as a meteor pierced the sky!

The sound of breaking the wind was as gloomy as thunder. Chen Chongyang transformed into a human-shaped killing weapon, and punched Chen Fuyun's chest with an unstoppable state!

Almost at the same time, Chen Fuyun stomped his feet heavily on the ground, and his clenched fists were all white, and there was a giggle and friction sound.

In his eyes that were always as clear as water, a wild and fierce light appeared as wild beasts, like a chariot that was moving. Chen Fuyun kicked his feet and rushed forward with a punch that came against Chen Chongyang's chest!

when!

When the two flesh fists collided together, the dull sound of the bell striking in the deep valley resounded throughout the bamboo house!

The powerful fist contained in Chen Chongyang's fist was as powerful as the bamboo shoot, penetrated Chen Fuyun's forearm, and suddenly knocked him out of place and flew six or seven meters, hit the bamboo wall, and then hit the ground!

roar!

Chen Chongyang roared, and his fist tightened again, and his extremely aggressive punch was like a volcanic slurry, with blazing flames, and like a cannonball shell that was coming out of the bore, wrapped in sharp and harsh sounds of breaking the wind, hitting Chen Fuyun who had not yet risen!

Pass!

Another dull sound like thunder.

Between the lightning and fire, Chen Fuyun hurriedly took out a heavy piece of black iron from his sleeve, blocking Chen Chongyang's violent punch that was determined to take his life.

Chen Fuyun had a chance to breathe, and immediately turned around and avoided Chen Chongyang's second blow. His eyes swept over the black iron stone in his hand: "The black iron leaves a seal, and its strength is over a thousand pounds! After five years of not seeing you, you have grown a lot and have entered the realm of a Star Fighter."

Chen Chongyang smiled arrogantly and said, "Not to mention the sixteen-year-old one-star fighter, even if you look at the entire Qingyang City, how many are there? Even if I kill you, the elder of the Law Enforcement Hall will not touch a hair! And I will completely replace you and become Teacher Chen Xiaoya's most proud disciple!"

As soon as Chen Chongyang finished speaking, his palm was exploring between his sleeves, and a scarlet long sword jumped into his palm, and his fingers gently bounced on the sword, and the sound of the sword, which was as sharp as a dragon, stirred between the bamboo houses.
Chapter completed!