"It doesn't feel right!"

In Tokyo Bay Area, Chihiro bid farewell to Takashi Kawakawa and went home to rest as usual.

The work and rest time is also very regular.

Exercise in the morning, fight in the afternoon, rest in the evening, skip class for one day...

Stepping on the rice floor, the curtains were turning around with the wind, and he kept gestured to the air with his hands.

"Strange, there are other people in my karate."

It seemed as if he didn't believe in evil, Qianxun repeatedly experimented, but even after waving it hundreds of times, the feeling not only did not disappear, but became stronger and stronger.

"Which link is wrong?"

Looking at the walls that were scarred by himself, he couldn't help but start to fall into deep thought.

Not only Karate, but also the moves given to him by Lian Lie were made by others.

Wait, wise?

Qianxun grasped the point and did not even think about using the Bajiquan towards the wall.

The crushed bricks splashed and the walls burst into a hole. Fortunately, Qianxun grasped the force and did not penetrate it directly, but it was only a thread away.

Even so, this move of Bajiquan is amazing and perfectly replicates all the advantages.

"It turns out that the shadow is what they... I should have thought of it long ago." Chihiro retracted his fist.

Then, Karate explained that it comes from the foolish and unique founder, who has never met before.

"We have to find a way to eliminate it, otherwise it will become a problem later."

Perhaps it is not obvious in the early stage, but the more you go back, the more you can detect the constraints brought by the shadow.

They influence Qianxun subtly and if they are not completely eradicated, they may become the second Murong Fu, with only form but no spirit.

If you meet a real master, you will definitely lose a lot.

"This is also a quick side effect. If you don't have your own path, you can follow the former step by step."

Chihiro was lying on the sofa with distress, and his waist-length hair was like red roses covering half of his body.

The strength of Fan Ma's bloodline is beyond doubt, but because it is too strong, he has become a martial arts master in just a few days.

On the contrary, there are piles of big and small problems. First of all, in terms of moves, he has no way of his own, but just lives in the shadow of the other party.

They are foolish, single, or strong, or strong. They have their own pursuits and have all taken their own martial arts.

Qianxun has no pursuit, and is like a salted fish. He can only be shameless to click a skill tree to learn it with one click and get their moves for free.

This also leads to the fact that oneself with weak martial arts will have the shadow of others in his moves.

If it is Yujiro or Kanya, there is no such embarrassing problem at all, because they all have their own martial arts.

"Otherwise, if you don't learn this time, just digest it first?"

Chihiro shook his head and gave up his thoughts. This was not something he could decide.

Sometimes it is not good to be too talented. The brain will automatically record other people's moves, and then let Qianxun learn it inexplicably...

In the world of sword teeth where martial arts is prosperous, any chance of hitting someone on the street may be the world-class champion of the last session.

"But it is also a treatment of symptoms but not the root cause, and the root cause is still in myself." Qianxun sat up.

You must find the right path!

So where is my path?

He fell into deep thought again, and it was obvious that such a profound and philosophical topic had exceeded the scope of this salted fish's cognition.

Could it be a waste of time?

...

"Based on the identity address, Fanma Chihiro lives here."

On both sides of the gravel road, cherry trees are planted in the soil, and pink petals are floating in the afterglow.

Shihei Miyano and several police officers looked at each other in a diameter ahead.

There is an ancient wooden house in the Showa style, with a fence made of bamboo, circled the yard inside.

Not far to the left is the beautiful Tokyo Bay, and you can vaguely hear the whistle of the cruise ship.

"It's so rich."

Being able to build such a house in Tokyo Bay, where every inch of land is valuable can only prove that the Fanma family's financial resources are equally amazing.

But thinking about it, the world is recognized as the strongest person and the strongest creature on the surface. What Vanma Yujiro lacks the most is money.

The policemen came to the floor and were about to reach out and knock on the door.

"What are you doing? Put your gun away quickly. What if you scare others?"

Miyano Shihei said with a frown.

The other party is just an ordinary student. If they are careless in with guns, they will definitely scare others.

The police officers also felt something was wrong, so they laughed a few times and put it back on their waists. The main reason for the death row prisoners these days has made them nervous and subconsciously pulled out their pistols.

The blessing wind chime hanging on the eaves made a crisp bell and the door sounded softly.

"Who?"

"police."

As the words ended, a few seconds later, Chihiro opened the door and looked at them in confusion.

"Is there anything wrong with me?"

Looking at the little head that was poking out from the crack in the door, Miyao and others were amazed in their hearts.

Real people are more beautiful than photos!

"Of course there is something, to be precise, there is something I want to ask you!"

"Let's talk first."

The sound of the TV echoed inside the house, and the host was worried about telling the recent terrorist attack.

"You want me to help with those death row prisoners?" Chihiro took a sip of tea.

"No, I want to ask Brother Ling for help!"

Officer Miyao quickly explained that he had never thought of letting Chihiro go, after all, Knife has become a homo anime.

It is easy for people to imagine when the other person’s appearance is over.

"I guess I'm going to disappoint you. My second brother has more important things to do, and I'm afraid I can't help you." Chihiro said apologetically.

"What...what?" Miyano Shihei suddenly became anxious and stood up and shouted: "What's the matter? It's more important than these death row prisoners!"

The other police officers were also puzzled, as if they thought the other party didn't want to worry, so they deliberately put an excuse.

"The father-son battle between Kanya and Yujiro."

Qianxun just said one thing, and the originally hot atmosphere instantly became cold.

"Kanya and Yujiro?!!"

Shihei Miyano shook his calves and tea on the table sprinkled all over the floor.

"Remember to wipe the floor clean later."

Looking at Qianxun who had filled himself with tea again, his voice trembled unconsciously.

"You...all you said is true?"

If... if these two people really fight, they will be even more terrifying than death row prisoners!

It's totally small!

"In a few days, your superiors should be notified." Chihiro thought about it again and said, "I must participate in this battle."

The police officers were silent for a moment, and they looked at each other with pity. This poor child was born in the worst family.

Officer Miyao also sighed, is there any way to survive in fighting Yujiro?

What's even more ridiculous is that as a policeman, he can't help at all.

Looking at Chihiro, who looked calm and delicate, and his eyes were like the dead sea of ​​life, his guilt became stronger.

Even Miyao could see that the other party was always forcing his face to laugh, he should be very scared...

"Sorry..." He opened his mouth, as powerless as if he was deflated.

"It's me who should be sorry, what do you apologize?" A question mark appeared in Chihiro's head.

What happened to these people recently? They all have strange and always say some inexplicable things.
Chapter completed!