Legendary warrior in the city

() Early in the morning, Lin Zixuan was woken up early by Li Hongyu who came to open the door, and wandered out casually.

Going out to the right is the direction to the city center, and the road is full of busy streets.To the left, not far away is an open park, which is also the best place for morning exercises nearby.

Before Lin Zixuan approached, he heard shouts resounding through the park. People dressed in all kinds of warrior costumes, knives, swords, spears, and even all kinds of strange weapons were doing morning exercises in the park.

In the park, there is a clear distinction between active exercises and static exercises.

The empire was established for a thousand years, and the country was named Daqin a thousand years ago.The people of Qin favored martial arts, and practicing martial arts became a common practice.At the end of the Qin Dynasty, the bureaucracy was corrupt, and the emperor of the later Qin Dynasty was so stupid that the common people had no means of living.The former emperor of the empire was heroic, leading the army to rise, and all the people followed.

It was inevitable that the war would lead to the loss of life, and the Qin imperial family was brought under the pressure of the general situation, achieving a rare relative peaceful transition.

However, the imperial family of the later Qin Dynasty also had several requirements. One was not to harm the Qin clan, and the other was not to restrain Qin Feng.

Qin Feng is the style of martial arts practiced by Qin people.

The first one doesn't need to be explained, and the second one, Qin Shi's original intention is that I will lose the popularity of the people and lose my position, but it can't make you fall well.Qin Feng can leave a seed in Wanmin's heart. When it is also corrupted, it must repeat its mistakes.

The first emperor was bold and broad-minded, thinking of this would wake him up from time to time, and he agreed without hesitation.

The first emperor reigned for 60 years, and the country was peaceful and the people strong.There were nearly twenty monarchs after the late emperor, although they had their own advantages and disadvantages, at least they survived under the legacy of the first emperor.

A hundred years ago, sixteen powerful countries in the world invaded the relatively backward empire territory at that time, trying to carve up the empire.

The imperial army was wiped out by sixteen countries, and the empire was about to become a foreign colony.At that time, the whole people rose up and drove all sixteen countries out of the empire's territory with backward equipment.

The war lasted 36 years.

After the war, most of the territory of the empire was uninhabited, and the sixteen countries were even more miserable.

The four kingdoms were wiped out, and the grassland and desert clans that had been entangled with the empire for thousands of years near the empire were completely exterminated, and the other two kingdoms that were farther away, also in the east, only had remnants of blood to continue, but they had no country name. .

Six of them were massacred, and until now, a hundred years later, there are still only sporadic self-defense troops.

Only the other six countries saw the opportunity quickly, withdrew earlier, and their strength was preserved, and they are now the most powerful countries in the world.

This is Qin Feng, the greatest legacy of the late emperor.

The empire in ruins only relied on war loot and post-war indemnity to encourage fertility and actively develop.Now, in less than a hundred years, the empire that was in ruins has officially become the world's number one power, regardless of population and technology.

Qin Feng is invincible everywhere.

But now, the empire is strong, but the royal family is afraid, afraid of their own people, and even more afraid of the invincible Qin Feng...

His majesty the great and wise emperor, after a series of policies and measures, Qin Feng seems to have disappeared in the past 20 years, and no one mentions it. Only the wind of practicing martial arts and fitness is left in the world, without a certain special spirit.

The so-called people are impetuous, but the world is not ancient.

It's just...is Qin Feng really so lonely?

Lin Zixuan shook his head and smiled, not thinking about such major issues of worrying about the country and the people, he was just a drop in the ocean, he just had to be himself.

I chose the rest place of Jinggong and blended into a group of old men leisurely swinging swords.Standing upright, raise your empty hand and hold it flat like a sword.

This is the swordsmanship of the Shijian family, Lin Zixuan has nothing to do, but wants to try it.

Lin Zixuan thought that there was a sword in his hand, and his eyes seemed to be closed but not closed.

Around 06:30 in the morning is the beginning of a busy day in the city.Those who only wanted to keep fit slowly dispersed, leaving only those who focused on practicing martial arts.

On the side of Jinggong, there are a few elderly people and several middle-aged people, each occupying a place, who do not interfere with each other, or meditate, or move slowly to cultivate their mind and spirit.On the other side of the movement, only a few voices can be heard.

This park covers a population of 4 to [-] people, and these people are the only martial practitioners among the population, no matter how many there are, it will not exceed this multiple.

Lin Zixuan took shallow and long breaths, and gradually became distracted.The look in the eyes gradually faded, neither sad nor happy, empty and deep.

The grass is luxuriant, and the grass leaves are covered with morning dew.The sun shines at the beginning, making it even more crystal clear.There was a gust of breeze, and the branches and leaves above were blown by the wind, making a "rustling" sound.Under the super strong ear power, it is extremely noisy, but there is a strange charm in it.

The sounds around me gradually faded away, even the sound of the branches and leaves above disappeared, and it was extremely quiet.

An old man not far in front turned his head, saw Lin Zixuan standing there motionless, stared at it for a while, found nothing, then turned his head in doubt.There was a dispute on the other side, several martial arts practitioners gathered around, and the old man also walked over curiously.

Lin Zixuan's wrist sank slightly, as if something heavy was pressing on his hand, and his breathing became heavier.With the breath adjustment, the breathing gradually stabilized, and the hand was slowly raised again, still in the previous position.

After a while, the hand sank again.

After several repetitions, Lin Zixuan felt sweat on his forehead, and his breathing remained at a moderate level.The posture of holding the sword has not changed at all.

Lin Zixuan didn't know how long it had passed. When he slowly opened his eyes, he found that his arms were sore and his muscles were also aching.

Lin Zixuan was slightly surprised, he didn't expect that the sword practice of the Shijian family was so useful.It stands to reason that the practice of swordsmanship was only made by the swordsman in order to break through and comprehend the basic swordsmanship. I had already reached the sixteenth level the night I went crazy, and the basic swordsmanship was the full level of the third level. It should be useless to me, but I didn't expect ,it's not true.

Lin Zixuan sighed, it seems that many things in that world cannot be viewed with common sense.

Just as he was sighing, Lin Zixuan frowned slightly, and turned his body slightly. A sports longsword carried a gust of wind, flapped the hem of his clothes around his waist, and nailed it to the tree behind him with a "snatching" sound.

The exclamation ahead came.

Lin Zixuan looked over, there were seven or eight martial arts practitioners gathered there at some point, and they all looked towards this side together.A circle was formed in the center, a Westerner was holding a Western-style epee, and a middle-aged martial artist on the opposite side was holding his wrist profusely with sweat.

Lin Zixuan clearly saw that the middle-aged martial artist's wrist had been twisted.

However, real martial arts practitioners have long been accustomed to this common trauma. Many simple traumas can be treated by themselves, even a good trauma doctor.

The middle-aged man twisted his other hand violently, and the twisted wrist recovered.

"Is little brother alright?" the middle-aged man hurriedly asked because his injured wrist couldn't move and he couldn't hold a fist.

Before Lin Zixuan could speak, the westerner opposite the middle-aged martial artist shouted impatiently, "Your... martial arts are not good! You are not brave! You have no strength!"

As he spoke, he swung an epee that was as wide as a palm and as thick as two fingers, and the muscles in his arms kept moving.

The few martial practitioners around were either middle-aged or old, and they were cultivating imperial martial arts, but no one cared about him, they just shook their heads and sighed that the martial arts did not exist.

Imperial warriors have always looked down on Western brute force martial arts, but now they are being bullied by barbarians.

Lin Zixuan smiled and waved to the middle-aged martial artist who came over to indicate that it was all right, looked at the Western man who was smiling arrogantly, and said softly, "Use the sword."

The sword is a good sword, moderately soft and hard, and the material is even more superior. It's just that the empire has not used cold weapons for a long time, and the cold soldiers forged are more fancy, but they are not as focused on killing as the cold soldiers in the legendary world.

"Om-"

There was a soft cry, which sounded faintly but very clearly amidst the laughter of the western man.

Several sighing old men turned their heads in a flash, and looked at the long sword in Lin Zixuan's hand in shock.

The long sword was still trembling, and the sound was weak but continuous.

All the real martial artists on the field, except for the Western man who didn't understand, all looked at the long sword held in a slender hand in surprise.

Western men don't understand Eastern swordsmanship, but they also know the mysteries of the East, but the more they don't understand things, the more careful they are. Seeing Lin Zixuan approaching with a calm and relaxed posture, he is even more careful.

The seemingly slow but fast pace appeared in front of the western man leisurely but swiftly.

The Western man's epee was still on his side for defense, Lin Zixuan turned his wrist, and before the Western man could react in time, he swept past the Western man.

The Western man reflexively blocked the sword back, only to feel a lightness in his hand, and a section of the epee pierced into the grass with a "scratch".

"Good!" Everyone shouted in unison.

With a flash of sight, everyone went to look at Lin Zixuan, but found that there was no figure there, only the long sword standing on the ground, trembling slightly.

The Western man was holding a half-heavy epee, his face turned blue and white, looked around, saw the mysterious young man disappeared, and rushed out of the crowd with a ghostly cry.

Only a few old men and middle-aged people were left looking at the long sword standing on the ground still trembling with amazement.

"Old Yun, Old Zhang, come and see!"

The process was too fast, and the middle-aged martial artist who was still standing at Lin Zixuan's sword training place suddenly called out.

Several old men looked at each other and walked over.

The middle-aged martial artist was looking at the two footprints on the ground in surprise.

The footprints are not deep, less than ten centimeters.After several days of rain in this grassland, the soil has softened, and a stronger foot can make it so deep.

But none of the people here are stupid, and they won't think that anyone left it because they were bored.

An old man sighed and said, "What a master of swordsmanship, what a master of swordsmanship. I thought there was no master in the world, but I didn't want to come out with such a young one. Good, good!"