"Korean Angkor, it's true. It's Xiaochuan. Xiaochuan is a famous fighter. We, the younger generation of Yuexi Village, finally have another fighter." Zhang Fugui's eyes were filled with excitement.
Village Chief Wu was stunned when he heard this, "Xiaochuan? Who is Xiaochuan?"
"It's Wu Long's son"
Zhang Fugui held back. With excitement in his heart, he recounted the entire process of the competition on the training ground.
The eyes of Village Chief Wu and Li Chengfeng became brighter and brighter as Zhang Fugui explained.
His fiery gaze kept falling on Zhang Chuan, causing beads of sweat to appear on the latter's forehead.
Zhang Fugui was so speechless that he re-presented every scene of the game, making both of them feel like they were there.
"I didn't expect this old guy to have such eloquence"
Village Chief Wu looked at Zhang Fugui's appearance at this time, a little funny. However, he also understands that Lao Zhang, like him, has been under a lot of pressure these years.
A full quarter of an hour later, Zhang Fugui finished telling the story of the game. Neither Village Chief Wu nor Li Chengfeng spoke, quietly digesting the information Zhang Fugui brought.
"Wu Long, is he Xiaochuan?" Li Chengfeng's voice was old, hiding unconcealable joy.
"Uncle Li, he is my son, his name is Zhang Chuan. Chuan'er, his name is Grandpa"
"Hello Grandpa," Zhang Chuan shouted obediently.
Li Chengfeng did not speak, but stretched out his skinny right hand and placed it on Zhang Chuan's shoulder.
"Boom"
Li Yu immediately felt the surging, hot and depressing power emanating from Li Chengfeng's body.
This made his eyes narrow slightly, "The power of the peak of foundation building? Is this fighting spirit?"
After a few breaths, Li Chengfeng retracted his right hand. A relieved smile appeared on the old face.
He nodded to Village Chief Wu, "The physical strength has indeed reached the standard of a martial artist, and there is also some weak fire element in the body. However, because he has not practiced the exercises, he has not yet formed fighting spirit, and his state is unstable. "
"Hahaha, okay, okay." Village Chief Wu stroked his beard, his face flushed.
Li Chengfeng looked at Zhang Wulong and asked with a smile, "Wulong, Xiaochuan's physical attribute is also fire. He can also practice my skills. I wonder if you are willing to let him learn from me?" "
"Ah, Second Master, are you going to teach me yourself?"
Zhang Wulong suddenly became excited.
There are currently three fighters in their Yuexi Village. Among them, Zhang Fugui and Village Chief Wu are both at the peak of martial arts, while Li Chengfeng is at the second stage of the martial arts, the peak of martial arts.
In their area of Camelback Mountain, the peak warriors are already considered strong.
There are currently no fighters in Yuexi Village, and they have not been removed by Qinglan Village. The main reason is because of Li Chengfeng.
Only as age increases, the influence of the latter gradually weakens.
"It is Chuan'er's blessing to be taught by Second Master yourself. Chuan'er, kneel down quickly and kowtow to Great Grandpa," Zhang Wulong said hurriedly.
Zhang Chuan immediately knelt down and kowtowed three times respectfully.
Li Chengfeng didn't shy away from giving in. After receiving several blows from Zhang Chuan, he pulled him up with a smile.
"Brother Long, congratulations. I believe that under the guidance of great grandfather, Xiaochuan's future will be limitless."
Li Qing walked up to Zhang Wulong and held the white oak in his hand. The bow was handed over.
"I don't have anything to give, so just treat this white oak bow as a gift."
Zhang Wulong's face darkened when he saw Li Qing approaching. But after hearing the latter's words, his expression softened a lot.
It seems to be relieved and free.
After looking at the white oak bow, he did not reach out to take it. Just when he was about to refuse, Li Qing's words came to his ears again.
"Brother Long, children are the future of Yuexi Village, and the white oak bow is a waste in our Li family. I am not giving it to you, but to Xiaochuan"
"Wu Long , please accept it. Xiaochuan needs this white oak bow," Li Chengfeng also said.
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When Zhang Wulong heard this, he couldn't refuse.
Taking the white oak bow, he let out a long breath. It was as if he wanted to spit out all the dullness that had accumulated in his chest for many years.
"Thank you," Zhang Wulong said softly.
"Haha, my brothers don't talk to each other. No matter what kind of misunderstanding it is, it has been so many years. Let him go."
Zhang Fugui said haha , the gazes Zhang Wulong and Li Qing looked at each other gradually became gentler.
Seeing that the matter had been resolved, Li Chengfeng stood up and said in a hoarse voice, "If there is nothing else, I will take Xiaochuan back first. The foundation of a martial arts disciple is very important, and I have to first Make some preparations."
"Okay. Second uncle, I'll leave you with the matter of Xiaochuan." Upon hearing this, Village Chief Wu stood up and prepared to send Li Chengfeng away.
"Wait a minute. I'm not here just because of Xiaochuan's affairs," Zhang Fugui said quickly when he saw that Li Chengfeng was leaving.
"Oh?" Li Chengfeng stopped after hearing this.
"Fugui, if it's not a particularly important matter, don't bother Second Uncle Li. The two of us can just discuss it."
Zhang Fugui hesitated for a moment, but still said, "Second Uncle , Angkor. Just now at the training ground, I felt the fluctuation of the elements with the last arrow that Xiaoyu shot."
He said with a somewhat uncertain tone, "I think Xiaoyu might...maybe. He is gifted with magic."
"You said.What? "
Village Chief Wu's voice suddenly rose.
"Fugui, are you... sure? "
Even the mature and steady Li Chengfeng's voice was a little trembling. Zhang Wulong, Li Qing and Zhang Chuan were even dumbfounded.
"I can't be sure. Looking for you? "Zhang Fugui's voice was a little low, and he was obviously not sure.
"Among the dozens of villages around Tuofeng Mountain, there was only one magician in the history of Xiaosheng Village. We don’t know anything about magic.”
“Yeah,” Li Chengfeng nodded.
Even though there are three fighters in their small Yuexi Village, it seems that there are three fighters in this world. There are many practitioners.
In fact, this is not the case.
The spiritual energy in this world is very violent. If you live in such an environment for a long time, your body will be corroded by the elements. It is relatively easy to cultivate fighting spirit. A lot.
But magicians are different. Magicians need talent, mental strength that is far beyond ordinary people, and their affinity to elements is also higher than that of ordinary people.
In terms of the overall proportion of the mainland. . Approximately 20% of people have the talent to be a fighter; less than 1 in 10,000 people have the talent for magic.
Of course, talent does not necessarily mean that you can become a fighter or a magician. It also requires talent.
Li Chengfeng felt it for a long time before reluctantly withdrawing his fighting spirit.
"Second uncle, how are you? Xiaoyu..." Village Chief Wu asked quickly.
"I don't know either," Li Chengfeng sighed.
He doesn't know much about magic than Zhang Fugui and the others. .
"Second uncle, Angkor. How about we go find Mr. Qiao and ask? "Zhang Fugui looked at the two of them and asked.
"Mr. Qiao? "
Village Chief Wu was moved in his heart and couldn't help but look at Li Chengfeng, "Second Uncle, what do you think? "
He was undecided about this matter.
When Mr. Qiao came to the village, there were rumors that he was looking for him. But in fact, it was Li Chengfeng who nodded in agreement. .
Li Chengfeng frowned and thought for a long time, and finally shook his head.
"Xiaoyu's matter must be kept secret. And he is, after all, an outsider”