In the red light, the blade did not stop, and sometimes reflected the brilliance of the sunset.

Dongxingyue's sword technique seemed to have a new understanding, with faster speed, heavier force and more stable, and more complex changes. The blade turned into a piece of white light and enveloped within a range of two meters around her body. Her steps were also extremely flexible and rapid. Each footprint was filled within two meters of radius, but none of them stepped out of the range.

Not only her sword skills and footsteps, her breathing became deeper and more steady. The force of each sword was extremely strong, and the force penetrated the whole body, came from her feet, and condensed at the edge of the blade.

When she heard Wang Cheng coming, she turned her feet and stepped out of a range of two meters. She slashed at Wang Cheng's shoulder with a knife. Her eyes were filled with a strong murderous aura, and she had a momentum of invincibility, and she had an invincible momentum.

call……

The blade slashed through the air, and the sharp breath stimulated Wang Cheng's shoulder muscles itched. He immediately moved his footsteps and let go of the knife. The blade slashed his arm and sleeves and slashed down.

Then, Dongxingyue's blade suddenly stopped in mid-air, showing superb control.

The next moment, her wrist turned, and the blade turned, her feet condensed, her shoulders shook, and the force burst out, and the blade tangled across to Wang Cheng's chest.

Wang Cheng didn't take action, but he quickly retreated.

Dong Xingyue had no intention of stopping, and her steps quickly chased after her. Her other hand suddenly pushed on the back of the knife, adding one hand and increasing the force on the blade. The sharp breath brought out a sharp howling sound.

Wang Cheng's eyes flashed, and his palms instantly turned into dragon claws and almost took action. However, his face was calm, and he restrained his body movements in his heart. He did not really take action. He just took five steps back and stopped suddenly, his hands were still hanging on both sides, as if he was stunned, and he just let Dong Xingyue's blade slash towards his chest.

But.

Dong Xingyue also suddenly stopped at this moment. The blade stopped one inch from Wang Cheng's chest. The white blade flashed with a cold light, reflecting the setting sun. A sharp breath left a thin white line on Wang Cheng's clothes. It made his chest cold and his heart beat half a beat slower.

"what you do?"

Dong Xingyue looked at Wang Cheng and asked with a hint of sadness.

She knew that Wang Cheng did it on purpose.

If she really hit Wang Cheng with one knife, then the difference between her and Wang Cheng will be even. Wang Cheng will no longer owe her anything, and will use a knife to repay a favor.

No matter whether Wang Cheng dies or lives, it is not the result she is willing to see.

Wang Cheng looked away, and was afraid to look at her. He sighed, took two steps, and sat down in the cold pavilion. Dong Xingyue followed his steps, sat beside him, and whispered: "I will go back to Japan tomorrow. The death of the eldest brother is shocked greatly in Japan. The master will definitely investigate this matter personally. You must be careful."

As she said that, her voice trembled a little. After all, this matter was too important to her. Iga Changsheng was her master and Iga Mingcheng was her senior brother. But she was still concerned about Wang Cheng at this time because she told others that the senior brother Iga Mingcheng was attacked and killed by Wang Cheng, which was also what Wang Cheng meant.

At the same time, she also felt abandoned by the entire master and family. She felt a sense of fear of not daring to go back to Japan, and looked at Wang Cheng with some hope.

Wang Cheng kept hesitating in his heart, not knowing what to say. Hearing Dong Xingyue's words and his tone, he knew what he should do or say. He slowly spoke: "If you are afraid, don't go back."

Dong Xingyue's eyes instantly burst into a scorching light, and she looked at Wang Cheng eagerly. The surprise on her face flashed, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she asked, "I won't go back to Japan. Where can I go?"

Wang Cheng looked into her eyes, and did not avoid it this time, and said loudly: "Go to Jiangzhou."

"You support me?"

Dong Xingyue asked again, and her words were more straightforward.

Wang Cheng took a deep breath, still looked at her, nodded solemnly and said, "You have done so many things for me, and it is also my duty to raise you."

Dongxingyue smiled, like a snow lotus blooming on the top of Tianshan Mountain for thousands of years. A trace of firmness flashed deep in her eyes, and she shook her head and smiled, "No need... this sentence with you is enough. I know, you think you owe me. But in fact, you saved me before, so we can say that we are not owed each other now. I really want to stay, stay by your side, and never leave for a moment. But, I don't want to use this method, I want you to really like me and love me..."

Wang Cheng remained silent, he could not give any unwilling promises.

Dong Xingyue looked at Wang Cheng without blinking, as if she wanted to see through Wang Cheng, and continued to whisper: "I was really scared just now, and I didn't dare to go back. But now when I see you, I know that I have to go back, not for me, but for you. Wang Cheng, you know, I can do everything for you, and I will use my efforts to make you fall in love with me, no matter how long it will take, no matter what you give!"

When Wang Cheng heard this, he let out a long sigh and sighed helplessly: "But, I have a fiancée."

Faced with such a person who is deeply in love with him and is willing to do everything for him, Wang Cheng really can't say anything cruel, even if the other party is the apprentice of his enemy who wants to kill him so quickly.

Dong Xingyue looked at Wang Cheng's face, inserted the blade to the ground, and said, "Hug me."

Wang Cheng was stunned and looked at the other party in surprise, only to see Dong Xingyue's face full of seriousness.

Dong Xingyue looked at Wang Cheng and said with certainty: "When I was in Jiangzhou, I was thinking that your arms must be the safest place in the world."

Wang Cheng stared at Dong Xingyue for two breaths before he let go of his eyebrows gently, and then he didn't say anything, just opened his hands to her.

Dong Xingyue smiled again, and her body naturally fell into Wang Cheng's arms, leaned her head against Wang Cheng's chest, and gently rubbed her cheeks to find the most comfortable position. She listened to Wang Cheng's heartbeat, the many uneasiness and regrets she had in the past few days, and all that was left was warmth and firmness.

She felt that it was worth it!

In a daze, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Wang Cheng didn't move, and didn't wake her up. He knew that she must have been under a lot of pressure in the past two days, so he probably didn't sleep well. As soon as he relaxed, he fell asleep almost immediately, so he let her rest in his arms. This is one of the few things he can do for her.

Looking at the setting sun, which was only halfway to the west, although Wang Cheng's face was calm, he was not very calm in his heart, and he thought a lot. He had many ties in his heart.

Until the sunset completely disappeared and the world was covered by darkness, Dong Xingyue, who was leaning against Wang Cheng's chest, suddenly opened her eyes, as if she felt the coolness of the rising earth, and a hint of panic flashed in her eyes. Then she could still hear the strong heartbeat and a warm breath of peace and peace, and her expression returned to peace and peace. She looked up at Wang Cheng's chin and face, and whispered: "Wang Cheng, thank you."

Wang Cheng shook his head, took out a book written by himself from his pocket, handed it to Dong Xingyue's hand, and said with a hint of concern: "This is copied by myself, and it should complement your sword technique. Remember not to spread it out. You can only read it alone. After returning to Japan, be careful. If there are any signs of being discovered, come to me directly. In Jiangzhou, no one can do anything to you."

This book is the Yue family's internal martial arts, which is one of the origins of modern Chinese martial arts. It is much stronger than the three-stage breathing method practiced by Dongxingyue and the secret method of Iga Changsheng!

Japanese martial arts have always followed the pace of Chinese martial arts, but they are still much worse after all. They are not authentic.

Dong Xingyue took the book and put it aside. In her eyes, this was obviously not the most important thing. Her hands tightly hugged Wang Cheng's waist, pressed her body against Wang Cheng, and felt Wang Cheng's hot breath. She said comfortably: "Don't worry, I won't die. I won't die until you really fall in love with me."

Wang Cheng nodded, stopped talking, and let her hold him tightly. He could clearly sense the other person's body temperature and changes in breath. Both of them were rising rapidly, and their breath became a little rapid.

However, both of them sat quietly.

After about half an hour, Dong Xingyue took the initiative to let go of her hands and gently left Wang Cheng's arms. Her face had turned red and her eyes could see light in the darkness. She grabbed the book and blade that Wang Cheng gave her, then stood up and walked out directly.

"Wait for my news!"

The black figure of Dongxingyue quickly merged into the darkness, and disappeared without a trace in a few breaths, as if it had never appeared.

There is no separation from life and death.

Wang Cheng stood up until Dong Xingyue's figure and breath disappeared, and his feet naturally slashed the horse stance of the True Dragon Fist technique. He slowly swung out one by one and then retracted it. This is the basic stud and force-exerting boxing method of the True Dragon Fist technique.

The real dragon rose in his heart, quickly suppressing the figure of Dongxingyue, and the bond in his heart became much weaker.

With his feet shaking, his bones made a crackling sound, and he punched him again, and a dragon roar suddenly rose around him.

He never stopped punching one by one. When he felt that his heart was filled with the artistic conception of the true dragon, he stopped. Only then did he realize that the stone slabs in the pavilion were trampled by himself.

"Master, it's time to eat!"

In the distance, Zhang Shaoyun's voice came.

Wang Cheng put away his stake, stomped his feet, and his breathing changed. The accumulated force erupted from his feet. After a muffled sound, his whole body jumped up lightly, and his body stretched and swayed in the air, like a fish in the water, or like a dragon swimming in the sky.

When he jumped nearly ten meters away, he took another deep breath, twisted his waist instantly, his body vibrated, and he used the technique of exerting force in the air again. The huge force burst out, rolling up the airflow around him, and the dragon roar sounded and howled. His body actually fell down when he was about to exhaust his strength.

It is more powerful than the true dragon body technique that was used at the last martial arts competition.

Jump fifteen meters away in one step!

True Dragon Boxing may be the strongest in this regard. He fantasized that when this boxing technique is practiced to the Great Perfection, will it really fly?

Bang……

When his feet landed on the ground, Wang Chengzhenlong's breath surged, his body was extremely light and his impact was not very strong. He just left two clear footprints on the ground and did not step on a big pit.

Zhang Shaoyun ran over and smiled in admiration: "Master, if you go to the Olympics, you will definitely break the world record for all running and long jump events."

Wang Cheng adjusted his breathing, walked towards the gate, glared at the guy, and said, "We martial arts practitioners should be low-key. It is not a skill to bully ordinary people. Besides, do you think I am the most powerful? There are many people in this world who are better than me, and you can't count them."

“So many?”

Zhang Shaoyun didn't believe it. Some people must be better than their masters, but he didn't believe it would be too many.

Wang Cheng nodded with certainty: "It will only be more than you think. You kid will keep a low profile in the future and remember that there are people outside."

Let’s not talk about the masters in the Chinese martial arts world. In the world, there are not a hundred or seventy or eighty masters above him, which is the most. There are fewer than a dozen people in the Japanese martial arts world who are better than him.

What Wang Cheng felt most inaccurate was the indigenous masters from India, Europe, Africa and America!

The Chinese martial arts world and the Japanese martial arts world are essentially the same martial arts system, so it is not an exaggeration to say that they are a martial arts circle.

Japanese martial arts have never been separated from the shadow of Chinese martial arts.

However, India, Europe, Africa, and America have their own martial arts systems and are not much weaker, so there must be a large number of top masters, even if they add up to the same number as the Chinese and Japanese martial arts worlds.

This is the calculation!

Wang Cheng estimated that his ranking among all the warriors in the world would probably be behind 200.

The road to martial arts practice can be said to be long and arduous. As a warrior, all he can do is to search up and down.

Wang Cheng always makes himself feel awe in his heart and maintains a sense of crisis. In this way, he can truly have a strong motivation to practice martial arts.

He also hoped that his apprentices would have the same sense of crisis as him, so he reminded Zhang Shaoyun.

However, what he didn't know was that Zhang Shaoyun had never thought that he could become a master like him. He only needed half of his current strength to satisfy Zhang Shaoyun in his life.

After all, many masters of Chinese martial arts have practiced for life, which is only in the late stage of the realm of transformation. Those who can step into the hug pill are rare among the older generation of masters.

Walking into the yard, the messy scene had disappeared, and a layer of wooden boards were laid on the ground.

Yang Qingyu was wearing an apron and was serving dishes, with some sweat on her forehead. She had plates of dishes on the table, and the aroma filled her, arousing the greed in Wang Cheng's stomach.

However, Wang Cheng also knew that Yang Qingyu almost never cooked before. It was not her turn to cook at the Yang family. Since she decided to have a relationship with him, Yang Qingyu started cooking and her cooking skills have also improved by leaps and bounds.

Thinking of the person who had just left, Wang Cheng felt a little apologized and did not dare to look at Yang Qingyu, so he sat down directly.

But Yang Qingyu carefully poured Wang Cheng a cup of tea and smiled and said, "Don't worry if you are hungry, as the soup is not ready. You can drink a cup of tea first and then call the master to come down."

Wang Cheng nodded, looked at Yang Qingyu's eyes and watched her hurry to the kitchen.

At this time, a fragrance came from behind, and a pair of warm hands suddenly covered his eyes, and a deliberate voice came: "Master Guess who I am."
Chapter completed!