Where is Our Agreement to be Each Other's Arch-Rivals?

That night, Su Yang suffered from insomnia again.

Since he came to this world, except for the first three days when he was in a daze, he drank his sorrows every night and fell asleep quickly, and in the two nights after he set off from the Demon Cult, he would suffer from insomnia until the dawn of the sky, before he could lose his mind. Fell asleep.

Quiet nights are the easiest way to make people think wildly. Even Su Yan, who is naturally rough and nervous, will inevitably be affected after such an unexplainable upheaval.

Coupled with the setting of the ancient background, almost everyone sleeps at sunset, and they will go to bed at Haishi at the latest.And at this time point in modern times, nightlife has just begun, so it's normal for Su Yang not to get used to it.

And he also knew that there was no way to get rid of this discomfort in a short time.

Hearing Fan Xi's snoring on the other side of the bed, Su Yan turned over in the dark, took out a thin booklet from his bag, and walked out the door lightly.

The small yard of the farmhouse was quiet, and the old man by the door had gone back to rest, as if he was the only one left in the whole world, with the bright moon in the sky.

It is cloudless tonight, and the moon is almost full, so the light is not bad.Under the moonlight, Su Yan opened the "Blooming Lotus Sword Art" in his hand, carefully identifying the handwriting and illustrations in it.

Although he has passed through the body of the very talented son of the Demon Sect, it doesn't mean that he can sit back and relax from now on.

On the contrary, it is precisely because he is wearing the Holy Son of the Demon Sect, and he also knows that there will be a lot of fighting scenes belonging to him in the following plots, so he must work harder in order to master all the martial arts that the Holy Son of the Demon Sect should have mastered as soon as possible , reaching the height of martial arts that he should have reached.

Otherwise, it is very likely that he will die in some weird place before the plot is halfway through.

There are no laws in this world, and others don't know his origin, so they won't tolerate him everywhere. He can only rely on his own efforts to survive in this world, and try his best to maintain the good direction of the plot.

Perhaps only in this way can he finally return to the real world by completing the story.

Su Yan repeatedly read the first few pages of "Blooming Lotus Sword Art" several times, carefully memorizing the movement of internal force and the connection of sword moves recorded above.

Then, he put the book in his waist belt, and untied a soft sword from his waist.

The blade of this sword is only about two centimeters wide, extremely thin, but full of toughness.When it is swung, the blade flutters, not like a sharp weapon, but like a flexible whip.

Su Yang has never practiced martial arts.

At most, he has used so many punches and embroidered legs under the guidance of the Wu Zhi of the crew.

But he learned to dance.

The reason why he was able to become an Internet celebrity in the first place was precisely because he participated in a dance talent show.

When he was on the crew of "The Enemy", Su Yan was the only young actor who didn't use martial arts as a stand-in, and it was also thanks to his dancing skills.At the beginning, the crew used this as a selling point and gave him a wave of very positive publicity.

Fortunately, the martial arts moves of the Devil's Cult all looked very graceful. Even though Su Yan had never practiced martial arts, he could still grasp the meaning of them based on his dancing skills.

Borrowing the moonlight, Su Yan used the moves in the first few pages of "Blooming Lotus Sword Art" one by one, repeating them several times.After the movement was practiced coherently, he added the internal force circulation again, trying to combine the two.

However, martial arts, especially in the context of fictional martial arts, is very different from dance.

Su Yan practiced for a long time, until his body was dripping with sweat, until the moon was slanting westward, and until the sky was darker than midnight, he still failed to master the coordination between internal force circulation and martial arts moves.

The extreme exhaustion of the body and the extreme depression of the mood hit Su Yan, making him feel extremely irritable and wanted to vent.

He stopped his movements, looked down at the soft sword in his hand, and suddenly remembered the song "Drunken Whip" he danced in the competition.

The tip of the sword fell, pointing to the ground.

Suddenly, Su Yan suddenly jumped up, followed the melody in his heart, and threw the soft sword in his hand in a full circular arc.

His eyes are slightly closed, his steps are light, his waist is flexible, and he dances in the empty farmhouse courtyard in the darkening night and the brilliance of the morning star in the sky.

He didn't use internal strength, only relying on the purest physical strength, fully interpreting softness and rigidity with extreme explosive power.

This short dance begins and ends in silence.

Su Yan panted slightly, leaned over and picked up the "Blooming Lotus Sword Art" that fell to the ground while dancing, inserted it back into his waist, and then brushed a handful of hair that was about to fall apart, and slowly walked back to himself with the thin sword in his hand s room.

The door closed silently, and the world returned to silence.

In the east, there is a hint of gray and blue faintly.

Behind the gap of an unclosed window, Gu Feidi stared at the trampled dust in the courtyard for a long time, then lowered his eyes, turned and left.

After a while, he pushed open the door and came to the courtyard, where he began to practice every morning.

On the bed in another room, the old man who sat upright as if in meditation slowly opened his eyes and said to himself: "There are really many good seedlings among the little guys this year..."

As the sky was getting brighter, Xu Yunzhan and Pu Lingyun also got up, came to Gu Feidi and started practicing martial arts with him.

Probably awakened by the voices of the three people, many young knights boarding in the farmhouse also got up one after another and went to the courtyard to do some simple daily training.

When the sun rose, the old man came out of the house slowly.

He didn't say hello to the young knights in the yard, and sat back on the recliner outside the gate of the small courtyard of the farmhouse, closing his eyes and resting his mind leisurely.

Finally, when more than [-] people gathered in the farmhouse yard, a middle-aged man with a gentle face came down the mountain path and stood still outside the farmhouse yard.

"Old Qi." The middle-aged man bowed respectfully to the old man on the recliner, and said, "Did you find a good seed among these young people last night?"

The old man didn't even bother to open his eyes, and said indifferently: "Those who have come to practice in the yard at this hour are considered diligent. You can take them there."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man raised his head and looked around the courtyard, and said with a smile, "Hey, there are quite a few good seedlings this time."

As he spoke, he walked into the farmhouse and said loudly: "Those who started martial arts before the beginning of the morning today can go in and pack their things, and follow me up the mountain."

The teenagers in the courtyard had already gradually stopped practicing when the middle-aged man was talking to the old man, and listened carefully to the conversation between the two.At this time, hearing the middle-aged man say this, there was a little joy on the face, one by one, they went forward to salute the middle-aged man to say good morning, and then went back to the room to pack their things.

Suddenly, a young knight said with a smile: "Speaking of which, why didn't you see that evil cultist come out?"

Another person immediately echoed: "It is rumored that people in the Devil's Cult are lazy. I'm afraid he is used to singing and dancing on weekdays. He probably won't get up until the afternoon!"

Another person said with a smile on his face: "It's a pity, it's a pity, that incomparable devil's holy son, fell into this situation, who would have thought that? Hahaha..."

"Let me just say that Xiaoyulou definitely doesn't just select people based on talent. If you don't work hard, there is no need to come to Xiaoyulou to hang around!"

"Brother, what you say makes sense!"

Pu Lingyun heard that everyone was denouncing Su Zai, and finally found a chance to speak.She sneered, and said to Gu Feidi: "Little senior brother, that demon cultist is so lazy, what a waste of talent. His future achievements will definitely not be as good as yours! Hmph, just relying on him, he still wants to..."

"Lingyun, stop talking." Gu Feidi lowered his eyelashes, his hands beside him clenched into fists.

He pursed his lips, and said in a deep voice, "We are not qualified to judge a...someone we cannot see at any time."

Pu Lingyun was taken aback: "Little brother?"

Gu Feidi said: "If you talk too much, you will lose it. Stop talking behind people's backs. Let's go."

Pu Lingyun was a little unhappy, but she kept her mouth shut obediently, followed Gu Feidi to the outside of the farmhouse, and stood beside the middle-aged man.

Gu Feidi stood beside the middle-aged man without looking sideways for a moment, and finally couldn't help it, and turned his gaze to the door of a side room in the farmhouse.

Seeing that there was still no movement from the door, his expression changed slightly, he turned around, looked at the middle-aged man, his lips moved slightly, as if hesitating whether to say something.

But in the end he still didn't say anything, just clenched his fists tightly.

Su Yan was awakened from his sleep by Fan Xi.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and after reacting for a long time, he realized that the sky was already bright.

"Holy Son! I'm sorry!" Fan Xi looked at him with a troubled face, and couldn't help apologizing, "It's all my fault! When I got up early to practice, I saw you sleeping soundly, and couldn't bear to wake you up. But who knows... this, This turned out to be an assessment..."

Hearing Fan Xi's words, Su Yan turned over from the bed in a jerk, and before he had time to straighten his clothes, he pushed open the door and looked into the farmhouse.

At this time, the middle-aged man had already ordered the teenagers who got up and practiced in the morning, and was about to set off.

In the yard, there were some young knights who got up late, all of them were beating their chests and feet, with dejected faces.

The strange thing is that when everyone saw Su Calamity, who was holding the door frame, disheveled, and frightened, their faces, no matter whether they were complacent or annoyed, all turned into an incomparably tacit schadenfreude.

"Holy Son..." Fan Xi called out hesitantly.

Su Yan's gaze swept across the faces of everyone in the courtyard, and finally fell on Gu Feidi who couldn't see his expression clearly from a distance.

With just one glance, the anxiety in his heart suddenly calmed down.

That's right, no matter what, as long as Gu Feidi can enter Xiaoyulou, the plot won't deviate too much.Anyway, in the subsequent plot, there will be no rivalry between him and Gu Feidi. There is actually no difference whether he is eliminated here or eliminated in the next level.

What's more, he was also to blame for not reminding Fan Xi last night about this morning's matter, and he just reaped the consequences.

Thinking of this, Su Yan tilted his body and leaned against the door frame, raised the corners of his mouth, pulled out a lazy smile, and asked Fan Xi: "Have you caught up?"

Fan Xi nodded awkwardly.

Su Yang raised his chin: "Why don't you go quickly? I'm so sleepy, go back to the house and sleep for a while..."

After speaking, he actually turned around and entered the room without hesitation, causing everyone in the courtyard to be dumbfounded.

The author has something to say: Su Yan: Even if you oversleep, the character design has to hold on!