The deciduous wolf is a medium-sized wolf that lives in the deciduous forest, with a body length of two meters and a height of one meter. It has strong limbs. Compared with ordinary wolves, the fur of the deciduous wolf is khaki and has good water barrier properties. It is the best.
Fur goods.
However, the fallen leaf wolf is cunning and cruel by nature, and it is very difficult for even an experienced hunter to deal with it.
Li Chengqian looked at the three dead leaf wolves at his feet and nodded slightly.
In the past three years, Yi Xifeng has grown rapidly, and Li Chengqian also knew that his brother taught this little guy something. He did not ask or interfere, after all, everyone's martial arts path is different.
When they were young, Li Chengqian and Li Chengtao had many conflicts and even fought over their martial arts disputes!
Li Chengtao received the inherited Nei Jin Kung Fu due to an encounter when he was young. He followed the fast, accurate and ruthless route of chasing the wind; Li Chengqian was older than his opponent, but he followed the steady and rock-solid route.
When Li Chengqian was young, he did not have the same fortune as his brother Chengtao, but he had a chivalrous ambition at a young age. He traveled around the world at the age of thirteen and learned a lot of things.
He came into contact with various internal strength cultivation methods and learned from each other's strong points. According to his own martial arts, he used the White Ape Tong-Arm Fist as the basis to continuously strengthen the inner strength. Later, he learned from the strengths of others and created his own advanced Kung Fu method, the Diamond Tong-Arm Fist.
However, although the Vajra Arm Fist was extremely powerful and unparalleled, Li Chengqian still discovered its inherent drawbacks, which were that it was too strong and easy to break, thus damaging his own martial arts foundation.
This is why he left the mountain patrol team early in order to find a solution.
Later, Li Chengqian visited ancient ruins and accidentally obtained Jiu Qi Yu Jin and Hou Tu Qi Yu. With the help of Jiu Qi Yu Jin's cultivation method, he combined Hou Tu Qi Yu with Vajra Arm Fist. He realized a hint of the meaning of the rock, and finally
The secret to becoming a diamond rock.
Returning to the main story, Yi Xifeng handed over Luoye Lang to Coach Cheng Qian, who was naturally satisfied with the fair boy's progress.
In three years, the boy has grown from the shy boy who only knew how to "throw sand and lift his vaginal legs" to an astute boy who can deal with three fallen wolves on his own.
After unremitting training, although the fair boy was still the one who was "beaten up" by him and Li Chengtao, the two of them had deep feelings for each other.
At this stage, Yi Xifeng still did not pose a threat to them, but he did need to spend some effort. Occasionally, some shadows of the brothers appeared on the boy's body, which made the two of them shine.
The two brothers unconsciously developed a desire to compete. You teach me a move, I teach you a move, and then we compete to see who can teach them better.
On the one hand, he is not stingy in teaching as a teacher, and on the other hand, he is unremitting in learning as a student, which has contributed to Yi Xifeng's qualitative change in the past three years.
The two also focused on Yi Xifeng's teachings.
Li Chengqian mainly taught Yi Xifeng the related exercises and techniques of Yujin Kung Fu. And Li Chengtao mainly taught Yi Xifeng the essentials of swordsmanship such as Zhui Feng Thirteen Swords.
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"That's good, kid! Fallen Leaf Wolf is quite a hurdle for a martial arts boy of your age." Li Chengqian laughed.
"But I'm still being hung up and beaten by you..."
Yi Xifeng was not happy because of Li Chengqian's praise. A helpless smile hung on the corner of his mouth. From that little face that looked more delicate than three years ago, there was a trace of helplessness, a trace of sadness, and a trace of self-mockery.
Coach Cheng Qian glanced at the young man, looked at that overly delicate little face, picked up the wine gourd and took a sip, smashed it and muttered:
"You brat, how many times have I told you, don't be like that boy Cheng Tao, who keeps a miserable face all day, as this will lead to premature aging. You will be nine years old in a few months, right?"
The fair young man calculated it, nodded and said, "There are still two months left!"
The middle-aged man continued: "That's right, you see I'm ten years older than Chengtao, but I look much younger than him! Much more handsome! Hahahaha..."
Yi Xifeng looked at Li Hanzi who was laughing with a wine gourd in front of him, and didn't know what expression to make.
After three years of getting along, he gradually became familiar with brothers Li Chengqian and Li Chengtao.
Li Chengqian was a forthright man, with a resolute and cheerful personality, and a bit of a big nerve. Otherwise, he would not have decided to teach Yi Xifeng how to control alcohol when he first met Yi Xifeng.
Li Chengtao is a rigorous man with a resolute and fair character, and a bit of arrogance. Otherwise, he would not have been provoked by the young man and agreed to teach him kung fu.
Of these two brothers, one is taciturn and the other is talkative; one has a cold face and a warm heart, while the other hides a knife in his smile.
It took Yi Xifeng three years to understand that the old man in front of him who smiled all day long was actually a ruthless man with a knife behind his smile.
No matter how well-behaved and sensible you are, this coach will never show mercy during training! Although Li Chengtao doesn't say much on the surface, he strikes very measuredly. At most, it was very painful when he was beaten. After the beating, he was almost healed after one night.
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However, Li Chengqian never retreated with his punches, and his punches hit the flesh. It was enjoyable to sparring with him, but after returning home, he had to practice for a week or two.
If it weren't for Yi Xifeng's ability to control the energy caused by alcohol, the others would really not be able to withstand Coach Li's violent pounding!
So every time Li Chengqian said something in front of the young man that Yi Xifeng couldn't help but complain about, the young man would always put on a wry smile to hide the galloping "grass mud horse" in his heart.
Yi Xifeng secretly complained: "You are still called young? You are only forty-five this year, and you spend all day unshaven, drinking and teasing children, and from time to time you even beat up disobedient children. Even though you are very talented, you are still here, doing
A logistics manager and a kindergarten teacher! Don’t say you are forty-five. Given your current state of life, even if you say you retire at sixty, some people will believe you! Big brother! Look at your brother, even though he is already thirty-five, he looks like a twenty-five-year-old.
You are so old, you still have the nerve to accuse someone of premature aging?!"
Li Chengqian giggled to himself for a while, then realized that the brat next to him didn't make a sound.
Looking down, the young man had his eyes closed, with a contented expression on his face. This made the man couldn't help but think of his brother Li Chengtao, who was much younger than him and much more beautiful. He couldn't help but ask: "You brat, what are you thinking about?"
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Yi Xifeng opened his eyes, looked at the middle-aged man seriously and said: "I fell in love with a wild horse, but there is no grassland in my heart..."
Li Chengqian glanced at him doubtfully and asked, "What horse?"
"Grass mud horse." The fair boy responded.
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"You brat, you're talking nonsense again!" The man stared at Yi Xifeng with his eyes wide open. Although he was scolding him, his wide eyes seemed to be telling others. The man also wanted to know.
What kind of horse is Cao Mu Ma?
"Well, don't say it anymore. If you say it again, you can't help but rush out." Yi Xifeng said softly.
After handing in the "art training" task, Yi Xifeng left the martial arts arena and walked towards the maple leaf forest south of the village.
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Maple leaf forest south of Yinren Village.
In the maple leaf forest in late autumn, there is a thick layer of maple leaves, and a young man in white is seen practicing his sword.
This young man is thin, has a delicate face, and his eyes are as bright as stars. He has a wooden sword in his hand, which he keeps pulling out from the sheath on his back, swinging the sword, and then inserting it back into the sheath.
The young man sat under a maple tree and did not move. The maple leaves floating down in the sky were occasionally cut in half inexplicably from the middle, and these fallen leaves that were cut in half all fell around the sword-wielding young man.
Within one foot.
The afterglow of the setting sun illuminated the entire maple leaf forest, and the young man in white waving a sword gradually became part of this sunset and fallen leaf scene.
Here, a special poem praises:
The rocks and grasses are in my heart, and they live in the mountains and fields.
Lingfeng knows how dense the forest is and how wide the world is.
The maple leaves fall at will, before the sword energy cuts off the leaves.
The sunset is thousands of miles red, and the boy is dressed in white.