The weather in November changes as soon as possible, like a lunatic! It was still sunny during the day, and the wind suddenly blew away the warmth on the ground and many pedestrians. The campus that night seemed a little deserted. ●⌒,.

At about 11 o'clock in the middle of the night, Zhao Yan came out of the dormitory building and walked straight to the back mountain of the campus. To be precise, it was the shore of Crescent Lake behind the campus.

In the evening, a man who called himself Ding Wei found him and found him directly at his dormitory. He said that Nalan Jingxiu would wait for him at Woniushi on the side of Crescent Lake at 11 o'clock tonight and asked him to see him.

Nalan Jingxiu...

This afternoon, Zhang Peng had already reminded him that shortly after he injured Xu Jianhao at noon, the president of the Martial Arts Society, Nalan Jingxiu, appeared at the scene and promised in public that he would get back the lost face of the Martial Arts Society. Nalan Jingxiu... Zhang Peng told him that Nalan Jingxiu is the descendant of the Nalan family in the capital. Qi Duan Jin, the family inherited, had defeated Xu Jianhao. When talking about this person, Zhang Peng looked very worried at that time.

The president of the Martial Arts Club, Qi Duan Jin, also defeated Xu Jianhao.

Such a person asked him to meet him late at night, and it seems that there is no need to guess what he wants to do. Zhang Peng has already said that Nalan Jingxiu said in public at the Wushu Club at noon today that he would take back the lost face of the Wushu Club.

Zhang Peng, Xu Ping and Xie Dengyun both suggested that Zhao Yan not to attend this appointment, but after thinking about it, Zhao Yan decided to attend the meeting.

When making this decision, Zhao Yan and Zhang Peng and the others said, "What should be come will always come! Some things can't be avoided! Besides, he may not be able to beat me!"

Zhao Yan was confident in his own kung fu.

In the whistling cold wind, Zhao Yan came alone to the Crescent Lake at the foot of the back mountain of the school. Under the cold moonlight, a thin figure could be seen standing on the lying cow stone by the lake from afar.

Zhao Yan paused for a moment and continued to move forward. After a while, he had already walked to the front of the Woniu Stone. The young man on the Woniu Stone was not tall. In the cold wind, he stood on the Woniu Stone like a javelin. When Zhao Yan stopped to look at him, he was also looking down at Zhao Yan.

"You're Nalan Jingxiu?"

Zhao Yan's chin raised his chin and looked directly at the young man on the wading ox stone.

"It's me!"

Nalan Jingxiu's expression was very calm. Tonight he was wearing a white sportswear and a pair of white sports shoes on his feet, as if he was ready to do it.

"Let's take action! What are you waiting for?" Zhao Yan also wanted to see Qi Duan Jin, which ranked more on the Xu family's lion seal.

On the Woniu Stone, an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of Nalan Jingxiu's mouth and nodded slightly. Suddenly, he stomped on the Woniu Stone and slammed down in the air. His palms intertwined and quickly took action. Under the moonlight, his palms seemed to be two snake heads competing for swelling. At this moment, what he saw was his left palm in front, and the next moment he turned into his right palm, and then the left palm. Even though Zhao Yan's eyes were better than ordinary people, at this moment, Zhao Yan was also dazzled. He didn't know which palm would be the most lethal in Nalan Jingxiu's move.

European and American warriors once believed that Chinese Kung Fu is all about fancy fists, especially routine boxing techniques, which look very intimidating, but in fact they are very powerful.

This recognition was once considered truth by many people.

But in fact? Anyone who truly understands routine boxing will know the horror of routine boxing.

When two people with too much strength are in battle, the routines do seem fancy, but if the two people have similar skills, the boxing routines will appear terrible! Everyone knows how to intercept a straight punch, but if two punches, which punch do you block at the same time?

If you block your left fist, it is very likely that the right fist is the real killing move. One move can take your life. If you block your right fist? The real killing move is also very likely to be the left fist. If you block both fists, maybe both fists are false moves. The real killing move is your feet that are out of sight, or even one elbow, or even a head hammer.

Nalan Jingxiu's routine was obviously well-trained. He attacked with his palms, like two poisonous snakes advancing in parallel, Zhao Yan's pupils shrank inward, subconsciously took a step back half a step, and opened the starting hand-pulling bow-pulling style of Bajiquan.

It was a time to say it, and it was quick to say that from Nalan Jingxiu hitting down the air to Zhao Yan immediately took a step back and pulled out the boxing stance. In the blink of an eye, Zhao Yan had just pulled out the boxing stance, and Nalan Jingxiu's palms pounced on the air had already attacked Zhao Yan's face less than a foot.

Routine?

Zhao Yan would, too!

As Nalan Jingxiu's attack arrived, Zhao Yan could only deal with the moves and wait for an opportunity to counterattack.

For a moment, on the bank of Crescent Lake under the moonlight, two people were fists and palms, sweeping their legs and elbows. A series of dazzling counterattacks seemed to be a disadvantage. Nalan Jingxiu's palms were like a pair of kitchen knives, slashing horizontally and vertically. Although Zhao Yan blocked each move, only he knew how painful it was when he was slashed.

Suddenly, Nalan Jingxiu stopped. When Zhao Yan was about to change his style of playing and counterattack, Nalan Jingxiu suddenly stopped and took a step back, put his hands behind him, and looked at Zhao Yan calmly.

"Why did it stop?" Zhao Yan looked at him coldly, Nalan Jingxiu took the initiative to stop, Zhao Yan was confused.

"I don't want to hurt you!"

Nalan Jingxiu said calmly.

Zhao Yan felt that he was underestimating him and laughed a little anxiously. In less than half a minute of the fight, both of them had not yet used their real killing moves. Nalan Jingxiu looked like she was sure to win. How could Zhao Yan be convinced?

"Don't believe it?"

Nalan Jingxiu's eyes fell on Zhao Yan's sleeve. Zhao Yan felt suspicious and followed his gaze to his right arm. He was shocked to see that the sleeve on his right arm had a broken hole in his right arm. Zhao Yan was very sure that he was still doing well when he went out.

Nalan Jingxiu's voice came: "I just took action, just wanted you to know that although your kung fu is good, my Nalan family's Qi Duan Jin is not something you can fight against now!"

Zhao Yan was stunned, but he didn't expect Qi Duan Jin to be so magical that he could actually cut his clothes with his flesh palm.

"Since you think you can beat me, why not continue?"

This is the biggest question Zhao Yan was thinking at this time.

Upon hearing this, Nalan Jingxiu turned around and walked slowly to the lakeside, quietly looking at the lakeside as if he was thinking. Zhao Yan's question was not answered. He hesitated for a moment, and followed him to the lakeside, looking side by side with him at the sparkling lakeside under the moonlight.

The lake was empty, with only rippling waves. Zhao Yan didn't know why Nalan Jingxiu looked at it so trance. Just when Zhao Yan wanted to ask him, Nalan Jingxiu suddenly spoke again.

"Do you want to learn Qi Duan Jin?"

"What?"

Zhao Yan was surprised again and felt that he could not keep up with Nalan Jingxiu's rhythm.

This time, Nalan Jingxiu turned her head and looked at him calmly, and asked again: "Do you want to learn Qi Duan Jin?"

Zhao Yan naturally wanted to learn Qi Duan Jin's magical skills, but why?

"Why?"

Zhao Yan was really confused at this time. Didn’t it mean that Nalan Jingxiu promised in public at noon in the martial arts club to get back the face of the martial arts club? Now he has the chance to beat him, why not only did he not continue to take action, but he also wanted to teach him martial arts? Am I not normal? Or is Nalan Jingxiu’s brain abnormal?

Nalan Jingxiu looked at the lake again and said calmly: "You have good kung fu! With your strength, you will learn Qi Duan Jin very quickly. Within three years, you should be able to have my current skills and avenge that idiot Xu Jianhao. I have no interest at all. You just need to give me a promise and I will pass on the Qi Duan Jin from the Nalan family to you! How about it? Are you interested?"

"Why?"

Zhao Yan was still confused. After Zhao Yan suddenly remembered the "a promise" that Nalan Jingxiu just said, and asked again: "What do you need me to do for you?"

Nalan Jingxiu turned her head and looked at Zhao Yan again, her voice still calm: "Take care for my sister for me! She is seven years old this year. If you promise me to take care of her until you are 20 years old, I will tell you Qi Duan Jin! However, even if you have learned Qi Duan Jin, it is best not to use it in public, otherwise the rest of the Nalan family will cause trouble for you!"

Zhao Yan had more questions in his heart.

"Why did you ask me to take care of your sister for you? You have such good kung fu skills, don't you need me to take care of me, do you?"

Nalan Jingxiu looked at the lake in front again, and a faint voice came into Zhao Yan's ears: "The doctor said, I have a year at most. Before I leave this world, I have one more thing to do. I hope you agree to this deal! As long as you agree, I will teach you all the seven Duan Jin I know! How about it? Do you agree?"

Zhao Yan's eyes changed a little when he saw Nalan Jingxiu's eyes. Such a kung fu master can only survive in one year? Has he suffered a terminal illness? As for Nalan Jingxiu's words, there was one thing to do, but Zhao Yan didn't listen to it. He thought that Nalan Jingxiu had just had some wish, but Zhao Yan didn't think much about it.

"I am only 17 years old. Do you think I can take care of your sister? Besides, isn't anyone in your family able to take care of your sister? Haha! What do you think? I'm not the right person!"

Zhao Yan thought about it and chose to refuse. Although he also wanted to learn from Nalan Jingxiu's Qi Duan Jin, taking care of a seven-year-old girl until she was twenty years old, her scalp was numb. He didn't think he had the patience to be a dad.

When Nalan Jingxiu heard this, she looked at the lake water in front of her and didn't say anything.

Zhao Yan waited for a while, but when he saw that he still had no intention of saying anything, he bowed and said goodbye to him. Nalan Jingxiu still didn't say anything. Zhao Yan walked away from Nalan Jingxiu step by step with a little vigilance. Until he left hundreds of meters away, Zhao Yan didn't catch up with Nalan Jingxiu. Only then did Zhao Yan completely relax and turned around and strode away.

Although Zhao Yan also sympathized with Nalan Jingxiu, he asked him to take care of a seven-year-old girl until he was twenty years old. Zhao Yan asked himself that he could not do it.

No matter how seductive Qi Duan Jin is, Zhao Yan would not agree to Nalan Jingxiu to take care of his sister for 13 years in order to learn more kung fu. That time was too long.

Zhao Yan didn't know how Nalan Jingxiu would place his sister in the end, but since he did not continue to persuade him, he probably had other choices. (To be continued.)

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