Xing Tian stopped. He could do whatever others said, but he could not.

This has nothing to do with anything else. It does not mean that a piece of flesh can be lost, but it is about dignity, especially the dignity of the father. In Xing Tian's heart, his mother died early, and his father supported a family alone, worked hard and would never allow anyone to insult him. If he was insulted like this, he would be a son of man.

Xing Tian turned around, but stared at Xu Jiang, his eyes so cold that it was scary.

"Why, are you still not convinced?" Xu Jiang looked at the anger in Xing Tian's eyes, but sneered: "Believe it or not, I will beat you now!"

When people around saw that there was a good show, they would make it aside and laugh and look at it.

Relying on his practice of the Five Tigers Shaoyang Fist to the sixth level, Xu Jiang has always been arrogant. In addition to the grudges between the two adults, he had long wanted to teach Xing Tian a lesson. Today he was also deliberately looking for trouble. After saying that, he rolled up his sleeves and punched him directly.

He shouted and rushed straight to Xing Tian’s face.

The howling fist wind has actually achieved the "fist sticky wind". Many young people around him have envious expressions. Being able to achieve the "fist sticky wind" proves that it is a characteristic of practicing the Five Tiger Shaoyang Fist to the fifth level or above.

Xing Tian was also angry at this moment. Seeing that the opponent's punch was fast and fast, he could not avoid it. He could only retreat with his right leg and use force to his waist, and also punched him with one punch.

However, although his punch was also rigorous, its power was much worse than the other party. Then he saw the two punches colliding together, and Xu Jiang did not move at all, but Xing Tian stepped back several steps backwards.

A burst of laughter and cheers suddenly came from around him. Xing Tian stabilized his body, but he felt only pain in his fists, his arms were sore and numb, and a huge rock seemed to be pressing on his chest. His qi and blood were surging. It took him a while to take a breath.

"Haha, waste is waste. I only used 30% of the force just now, and now I will take another punch!" Xu Jiang waited to hit again. At this time, a thunderous sound rang out at the door.

"I don't practice boxing well early in the morning. Is itching to be? Xu Jiang and Xing Tian, ​​you two know the rules of learning martial arts halls and are not allowed to fight in private. Now you have violated the rules. Now you run around the martial arts training ground for twenty laps. Come and see me again after running!"

The speaker is a man wearing a gray cloth shirt. His muscles are twisted, his exposed skin is bronze-colored, with blue veins on it, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He is the master of the martial arts hall, Mu Haifeng.

Seeing Mu Haifeng coming, Xu Jiang glared at Xing Tian fiercely, but knew that he would not be able to fight today, so he began to run around the martial arts training ground.

Mu Haifeng is the only "body-tempering" warrior in Wajin Village. It is said that he has long connected the boxing techniques of the Five Tigers Shaoyang Fist to the ninth level, and has other martial arts skills. However, he has a hot personality and a strict person. He said that he was fined and running away, which was considered light.

Xing Tian also hurriedly ran around the martial arts training ground.

At this moment, Xing Tian’s shortcomings of physical condition were fully exposed. A quarter of an hour later, Xu Jiang had already run twenty laps, but Xing Tian only ran halfway.

Seeing this scene, Mu Haifeng shook his head, but stepped into the martial arts hall.

Another quarter of an hour passed, Xing Tiancai entered the martial arts hall with a sweat on his face. Xu Jiang, who had already been seated, sneered and whispered: "It's so unbearable, I still want to practice martial arts, I'm delusional!"

"Okay, Xing Tian, ​​please sit down!" Mu Haifeng stood in front with his hands behind his back, glanced at the students below, but said, "It's only three months before this year's martial arts test. This martial arts test is not unique to my Great Zhao Dynasty. The first hurdle that martial arts masters in the world need to overcome on the road to fame is the martial arts test. After passing the martial arts test, the sky is high and the birds can fly. If you can't pass the martial arts test, you will die in the quagmire. It will be like this for a lifetime. You still have a chance. In three months, I want you to practice harder. In two months, I will hold a martial arts competition to test your cultivation results. If you don't practice the Five Tigers Shaoyang Fist to the fifth level, don't go to the martial arts test after that, so as not to embarrass me!"

This sentence suddenly caused a stir below.

Of course, those who are good at talent are sneering and gloating, while those who are not talent are pale and bitter.

"At that time, the first place in the martial arts hall, you will get a 'first-grade body tempering pill' as a reward!" Mu Haifeng threw a bombshell.

Speaking of the "body tempering pill", even Mu Haifeng was excited. The pill was divided into nine grades, the lowest in the first grade and the highest in the ninth grade. Although the rewarded pill was only one grade, it was a rare thing. Even for warriors who had successfully tempered his body, it was a good thing to improve his skills, and for those who did not have body tempering, it was a great thing to nourish him.

When he heard that there was a reward and the extremely precious "Body Tempering Pill", many people were ready to try it out, especially Xu Jiang, who was the highest in realm, was the most excited. Obviously, he had already practiced the Five Tigers Shaoyang Fist to the sixth level and was the most likely to win the first place in the martial arts hall, and the person who was most likely to include this "Body Tempering Pill" in his pocket. At that time, with the Body Tempering Pill, the chance of passing the Martial Arts Examination will be even greater.

Xing Tian, ​​who was sitting cross-legged at the back, obviously showed a hint of yearning. If there was a body tempering pill, he would not have no hope. It was just that he would win the first place in the martial arts competition, which was difficult for him now.

It was noon at sunset, and the students in the martial arts hall were drowsy after nearly two hours of practice in the morning. The school stipulated that the most poisonous day of the sun could rest for two hours on their own, so the students could either cool down or play in groups of three or three, while Xing Tian ate some dry food he brought and then walked out of the martial arts hall slowly.

Xing Tian did not go home, and bypassed a big willow tree at the east end of the village. There was a house there, but it was Xing Tian’s destination.

When he walked to the door of the house, Xing Tian knocked on the door panel with a familiarity, and soon the wooden door creaked. The person who opened the door was a girl in green clothes, a weird girl. When he saw Xing Tian, ​​he laughed: "You are late today. Hurry up, sister has been waiting for you for a while!"

After entering this house, the yard that is not big is full of plants. The roof of the yard is made of many fine bamboos. The bamboo is covered with green plants, with the fragrance of flowers, red and green, and the floor made of bricks and stones is spotless. In this remote countryside, this house clearly exudes extraordinary.

There were two wooden tables in the yard at this moment. One was placed with a guqin. A girl was already sitting upright. The girl was dressed as snowy as a waterfall, with a pretty face, and was about the same age as Xing Tian. When she saw Xing Tian coming in with the green girl, she smiled gently and said, "I have re-songed the shortcomings of yesterday's song today. Come and listen to me and give me my opinions!"

Judging from this, this girl is extremely familiar with Xing Tian.

Xing Tian was also extremely relaxed here, but he nodded with a smile and sat on the chair next to him very familiarly. After a while, the girl plucked the strings lightly, and a string of piano sounds like water drops in the clear pond, and jade beads fell from the plate sounded.

During the whole process, the girl was focused on playing the piano, and Xing Tian also listened carefully.

Half a stick of incense sticks, the sound of the piano dissipated, and Xing Tian nodded repeatedly when he heard it.

"It's indeed much better than yesterday. Linglong, your piano skills are getting better and better. Although I have never heard of anyone playing the piano except you, I guess no one in the world has better piano skills than yours!" Xing Tian said.

However, the girl in white felt a little embarrassed, but said angrily: "The world is so big, the sun, moon, and the universe are countless talented people. You said that I am the best in the world in the piano art. Isn't you deliberately making fun of me?"

The girl is called "Linglong". She is not from the village. No one knows where she comes from. Two years ago, Linglong brought the green girl Xiao Cui to live here and accidentally met Xing Tian. At that time, the two had a good chat and became friends. It was at that time that Xing Tian met such a confidante.

The word "confidant" was also seen in a book at Linglong's home. In short, the two of them have similar temperaments, which can be said to be "unlike friendship". Of course, Xing Tian naturally knew the relationship between men and women at this age, but he knew that Linglong must have an extraordinary origin, but he felt a little ashamed. When they met, they just talked about piano paintings and interesting things in the village. However, in a vague way, Xing Tian had a slight affection for Linglong.

Of course, it is not just Xing Tian. All the young men in the village love Linglong, but Linglong's origin has become a mystery. Xing Tian is the only person in the village who is close to Linglong. It is said that part of the reason why Xu Jiang is enemies of Xing Tian everywhere is because of this incident.

When Xing Tian heard Linglong's words, he felt a little embarrassed. He quickly waved his hand and said, "Why, I can't even praise you, how could I make fun of you? By the way, there is some decline and sadness in your piano sound. Are you having any troubles recently?"

A trace of surprise flashed deep in Linglong's eyes. It is hard to find a soulmate in the piano, but Xing Tian is undoubtedly her soulmate. However, Linglong obviously didn't want to say more, but deliberately avoided the topic and said: "I see you are very tired recently. Is it because you are going to have a martial arts test?"

When talking about this, Xing Tian's face became a little sad. Three months later, it was the martial arts test that determined his destiny. At that time, he would jump into the dragon gate or be an ordinary life. He would be a country bricklayer like his father, and he would do this in one fell swoop. However, although Xing Tian had great ambitions, he had no innate shortcomings and he really had little chance of winning.

Looking at Xing Tian's expression, a glimmer flashed in Linglong pretty eyes, but he sighed: "Forget it, I won't mention this disappointment. I know you like painting, so I bought a painting the day before yesterday, and go to the house to take a look!"

As he said that, Xing Tian was led into the house.

The house is spacious and bright, extremely simple, without too much decoration, but it is spotless. On the wall opposite the door of the house, there is a picture of "Eight Tigers Traveling in the Mountains".

The tiger is the king of the mountains. In the picture, it is divided into eight tigers with different postures and postures, walking around the mountains, either lying, running, or leaping... In short, the eight tigers show eight forms.

"The brush style is strong and the lines are simple, but it is just right, the thick ink is dim, and the kingly aura is vividly revealed on the paper... It's exquisite, this is a good painting!" Xing Tian seemed to have forgotten the unhappiness before when he saw this painting, and walked to the painting a few steps and began to observe it carefully.

"That's natural. Our lady knows that you like painting, so she specially invited Master Gu..." Xiao Cui, who was beside her, just said half of the sentence, but Linglong glared back at the second half.

Linglong's eyes were lively. Looking at Xing Tian who was concentrating, she felt relieved when she saw the other party concentrating on the painting and didn't seem to hear Xiao Cui's words.

After a long time, Xing Tiancai withdrew his gaze and nodded secretly, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Afterwards, he chatted with Linglong for a while, had a great time, played chess and tea, and was very excited. Time passed, and the shadow of the sun outside the courtyard tilted, Xing Tiancai was shocked to realize that the lunch break was over, so he quickly got up and said goodbye.

"By the way, I will go out to do business tomorrow. I won't be here these days. As usual, if I come back, I will hang a piece of willow branch in front of the door..."

When Xing Tian left, Linglong instructed.

The latter nodded. This was a small game between him and her. He also knew that Linglong often went out, so he didn't feel anything. After Xing Tian's figure left the courtyard for a long time, Xiao Cui looked at Linglong, who was lost and shook her head and said, "Miss, since you want to help him, why don't you tell him clearly!"

Linglong was stunned after hearing this, just shook her head. The smile on her face had already calmed down, and she looked a little disappointed. She slowly said: "Since I didn't say it two years ago, I won't say it now. I have my destiny, and this destiny cannot be violated. So he and I are from two worlds after all. After three months, you and I will leave here. Since that's the case, it's better to be a country boy who knows nothing, and I will also face my destiny, and from then on they have nothing to do with it!"

The tone was lost, but firm.

Xiao Cui seemed to want to say something, but when she thought of something, she sighed and stopped talking.

Linglong then looked at the "Eight Tigers Traveling Mountain Picture" on the wall and said, "This time Master Gu came to convey his father's edict. He happened to be a master of painters and martial arts masters. I begged him to paint and integrate a martial art into the painting. Unless he is a person with a very high understanding, it is impossible to see the mystery in the painting. Xiao Cui, I met Xing Tian and met, know each other and interacted with him. This is fate. It's a pity that this fate is about to end. He is innately deficient. Can he understand and understand the mystery? I can only see his opportunity. I will not tell him, let alone help him. For him, this may be the best..."

Xiao Cui knew what this said, and could only sigh. Indeed, Xing Tian’s identity is more than 100,800 miles apart from Miss Linglong. Some things are by no means controlled by Xing Tian. Not to mention that he, a rural boy, even Miss Linglong, can only obey fate's arrangements. Of course, it is better for the rural boy to not know about some things. If you know them, it will only add to your worries.

Linglong then slowly walked into the inner room, which was her boudoir, which was quite elegant. At this moment, there was a golden brocade fabric made of silk on the desk in the room, which was obviously handed down by famous artists. If you are a knowledgeable person, you can recognize this thing, because in the Great Zhao Dynasty, only the imperial edict could be used to write this thing.

It reads: "In accordance with the heavens, Emperor Wu ordered that the Seventh Princess was exquisite, skillful, generous, gentle, kind, and outstanding, and gathered the talent of the royal family. In the 317th year of Wuli of Zhao, he allowed the Tianlang Dynasty to marry the request and gave the Seventh Princess to his third prince, King Zhou Lie as his wife. However, the princess was young, and wrote a letter to beg for the countryside to experience the hardships of the people for two years and to be sympathetic to the people. This spring and autumn change, and the two-year period is approaching. Princess Linglong and the Great Zhao Wuli of Zhao were ordered to return to Kyoto before the ninth day of the ninth month of the 319th year of Wuli of Zhao, to prepare for marriage, I admire this!"

"It's only more than three months before the ninth day of the ninth lunar month..." In the boudoir, the tone was soft, but the sarcastic sound was infinite.

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