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Chapter 117: The Pantheon

The next morning, Chen Shouyi ran all the way to the haunted house with a wooden sword, preparing to practice swords.

As a result, he saw many people watching the fun around the door of the haunted house. When he approached, Chen Shouyi found that the iron door that was originally locked was already wide open, the weeds in the yard had been cleaned up, and more than a dozen workers were decorating it inside.

The crowd whispered and pointed.

"I'm really not afraid of death."

"I heard that I only spent 20 million yuan, so I'm greedy for cheap things. I guess I didn't ask about it when I bought it." A middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears and a thick gold necklace sneered.

"Twenty million is not enough." An old man shook his head: "I wouldn't buy such a place if I say two million, which is unlucky."

Chen Shouyi frowned slightly when he heard this. It seemed that he would not be able to practice here in the future.

He felt helpless and took a few glances, so he had to go back to the community along the way.

The environment in the community where his family is located is quite good, and there is a large and small lakeside park inside.

In the early morning, there are people who exercise early here. In addition to the elderly, there are many young people who practice martial arts.

Although the sound is a little noisy and there is a lot of interference, it is impossible to let go of power.

But today I can only make it a little bit.

Chen Shouyi found an open space and set off his posture, like an elderly person. While slowly moving his sword, he carefully experienced the force of his body. The muscles in his body flowed like water. Although his movements were slow, they were like flowing water.

...

Two pretty girls not far away were chatting while practicing swords.

One of the girls wearing dark blue short-sleeved sportswear complained: "Now martial arts classes have become big classes. If you fail the martial arts exam in the future, you will not be able to graduate. Ahhhh, why are you breaking the rules? I am not going to take the martial arts academy."

Another girl in pink sportswear, she stabbed her swords a few times, her well-developed chest and pounded slightly. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and said depressedly: "You are fine. You have practiced it before, but I haven't practiced it much."

The dark blue girl quickly comforted her: "I'm not much better than you, at most, have you enrolled in a training class?"

"Of course I signed up, there are not many in our class who won't apply." said the pink girl.

"Li Siyuan didn't report it!" said Li Siyuan, and the dark blue girl's eyes shone.

"He has passed the martial arts apprenticeship assessment and still enrolled in a cram school. I heard that he doesn't even want to go to the Beijing Martial Arts Academy, who was recommended to be admitted to. Now he is applying to a foreign university and plans to study abroad."

"I would have been there long ago, but the idea of ​​a top student is not something that ordinary people can understand." The dark blue girl sighed.

The pink girl stopped, picked up the mineral bottle next to her and took a sip, looked around, and suddenly said, "Jingjing, this person is so standard to stab the sword."

The dark blue girl named Jingjing stopped, took a look, and said disdainfully:

"What's so great about this? It depends on his slow look and he is still in the beginner stage of experiencing muscles. Let me tell you, it's useless to mark the shape of this sword. The key is the linkage of muscles and the speed of the sword, so that he can exert his true power."

"Oh!" The pink girl looked confused when she heard this. It seemed that she was indeed the case, but she was so handsome, with tall figure, red lips and white teeth, and every move she had a special look.

She drank a few sips of water in small sips, put down the mineral water bottle, couldn't help but look at the boy again, but found that his sword style had changed, not straight stabs, but became a whole set of dazzling movements that she didn't recognize.

She was so sensible that she quickly said, "Look at how many sword styles he knows?"

The dark blue girl continued to practice swords, but she didn't even look back: "I told you that they are all good things, not useful. The sword dancer in the park is better than him. I guess they are learning online by blindly. I have seen many such people."

The pink girl couldn't refute.

So angry!

I just thought it was so powerful, with beautiful movements and handsome people. The pink girl thought to herself, she simply stopped practicing swordsmanship and looked at the boy from afar.

I saw his movements sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and when he was slow, he was like an old cow trailer, his sword was drawn and his body was as light as nothing, like a spider sliding on the water. His sword and gesture were all relaxed, with a strong sense of pleasing to the eye.

Such a beautiful move, how could it be the beginner that Jingjing said?

A few minutes later, the boy stood with his sword and breathed out a breath of white air.

It is late autumn now, and the temperature is low and cold in the morning. I saw this breath of white air rushing into five or six meters like a sharp arrow, condensed in the air for a long time.

The pink girl's eyes widened slightly, her heart was shocked, and she almost exclaimed.

The young man seemed to be aware of something, suddenly turned his head and looked at her, nodding at her.

The pink girl's face was blushed when she was seen. She dodged and looked away, and she took the wooden sword in a concealed manner, stabbed several swords randomly, and her heart pounded like a deer.

After a while, she stopped again, but found that the other party had already gone away. She watched him walking in a residential building with a wooden sword in his arms.

"Is his family also in Building 5?" The pink girl covered her chest with her little hands and said to herself: "Why have you never seen it before? Could it be that it was a newly moved?"

...

A cafe.

The melodious music floated in the restaurant. Chen Shouyi looked at Bai Xiaoling and asked, "You said you have important information to tell me, and now you can say it."

"A big thing happened, you must pay attention to safety these days." Bai Xiaoling said with a serious expression.

Chen Shouyi picked up the coffee, took a sip, and said without caring much: "What's wrong, is there something going on?"

"This week, five warriors have disappeared in Hedong City, and one of them is one of them." Bai Xiaoling said.

Chen Shouyi was slightly surprised when he heard this and put down his coffee cup: "This is impossible."

The great warrior wants to disappear silently unless they are also great warriors or stronger people, but those who are not official personnel, and at the least they are government-owned, with high positions and high powers.

Under the strong constraints of the government, who will be full and be able to survive well, but it will provoke social order.

"Our police suspect that this matter was done by the gods, and this is their style. Now Hedong has applied for higher power to intervene." Bai Xiaoling said. Before Chen Shouyi could ask questions, she continued to explain:

"This is an international terrorist organization. It has been a long history and has always been quite mysterious. It began to exist at the beginning of the fusion of the other world and the earth. At first, it was some consortiums and scientists, and later some warriors secretly joined. Their ultimate goal was to become gods, and they conducted some crazy human experiments for this, and even willing to cooperate with gods in the other world.

The organization has been hit several times, but it soon rekindled.
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