Mysterious Martial Arts: The Record of the Swordsman

Chapter 63 Heroes and Rivals

When Yan's father was talking about the past, Yan Yongchun's expression was quite indifferent, as if the past had already disappeared, but his eyes showed a trace of sadness from time to time.

But Yuan Ziyi on the side was a little strange. She was obviously hearing about the misfortune of other people's family, but her eyes were full of envy that she couldn't ask for.

Yuan Ziyi's background is somewhat similar to that of Yan Wing Chun, but even more miserable.Her mother was taken by bullies and gave birth to her. The mother and daughter were cornered and bullied everywhere. There was never such a strong father to take care of her. In the end, her mother committed suicide, and only she was lucky enough to be taken in by the Emei Sect.

Jiang Wen knew all this, but instead expressed his understanding of the friendship between Yuan Ziyi and Yan Yongchun, deliberately not asking more about Yuan Ziyi, just chatting with Yan's father about the difficulties that have been going on for many years.

Hearing about being forced into marriage by a bully, Master Luo on the side also became more and more heartbroken as he listened to it. The muscles on his ape's arms were knotted and he slammed the table, making the bettors happy.

"It's unreasonable! If I meet these bastards, I will do justice for the heavens!"

When Yuan Ziyi heard this, her pretty face was covered with frost, and she sarcastically said: "It's nice to say. If it weren't for you men who only know how to bully the weak, or you are wise to protect yourself, and even want to make trouble, women in the world Will your days be so sad?"

Master Luo's temples were also a little gray, and he was still furious after being so provoked. He said in a cold voice: "I, Luo Zhuangxing, have never done such a thing! Tell me how can there be such a wicked person, and I will go right away." Screw his head off!"

Seeing that Master Luo was about to fall into Yuan Ziyi's emotional trap again, Jiang Wen said absent-mindedly: "I know such a person. In this village of mermaid meat, oppressing the people, cheating and abducting, doing all kinds of evil, and even doing things that make people disembowel themselves." Come on, do you think it's bad enough?"

As soon as these words came out, Master Luo grabbed Jiang Wen's shoulders with righteous indignation: "Jiang Daochang, tell me where this scumbag is!"

However, Yuan Ziyi's complexion was suddenly pale, and the smile that had taken effect because of the strategy suddenly froze on his face, and a delicate look suddenly appeared in his eyes, but he tried his best to keep his voice steady: "Who are you talking about...?"

Jiang Wen gritted his teeth in pain, and looked at Yuan Ziyi with a serious expression after patting Master Cailuo's poisonous hand: "Huang Silang, Goose City—who do you think I'm talking about?"

Sensing Jiang Wen's deliberate ridicule, Yuan Ziyi's pretty face changed color, and her white as jade hand instantly grabbed the silver whip around her waist, and she was about to hit her head and face—the gambler next to her was in ecstasy again.

Tianshan's Zhemei hand was cast instantly, and before the silver whip was wrapped around, Jiang Wen's left hand had already intervened in the weak part of the whip tip, folding back and forth as if zipping plums and willows, and in an instant, the whip that was about to be thrown out was circled again and again. Wrapping it back and holding it in the palm of his hand, he grabbed Yuan Ziyi's fist with his hand, and his little finger hit the Taiyuan point on her right wrist.

Feeling a numbness and pain in his arm, the whip in Yuan Ziyi's hand fell to the ground immediately, but he still looked at Jiang Wen stubbornly.

The palm grasping in this martial art includes the subtle and mysterious kung fu of grasping all kinds of weapons. No matter what weapon moves the opponent uses, the Tianshan zhemei hand can produce resonance coups and defeat the opponent in adversity.

Yan Yongchun's big eyes flickering on the side, suddenly brightened up.

Jiang Wen also looked at Yuan Ziyi helplessly.

Yuan Ziyi wanted to play tricks when he saw it just now. If Master Yi Luo's straight temper is really tricked into fighting with some bully, the only one who will suffer is himself, the VIP member of Bailian Martial Arts Gym. Jiang Wen still has sequelae to this day.

"Master Luo, how many people can you save with your strength alone? How long can you last with your heart alone?"

Jiang Wen grabbed Yuan Ziyi's wrist, and instead talked to Master Luo, "As Miss Yuan said, there is no shortage of strong people in this world, but there is a lack of things that can make the weak fight. Inequality is the root of suffering in the world."

Master Luo thought for a while, and nodded: "What Jiang Daochang said is true. But this is the way the world is. Is there any way to make up for it?"

This question hit Jiang Wen's heart, and he immediately started talking about it.

"The way of heaven damages more than enough and makes up for it. The way of man is not the same. The damage is not enough to make up for more. In my humble opinion, what is lacking in the heart of heaven should be made up with the heart of man!"

These remarks may seem a bit pedantic, but they made the weak and caring people at this table empathize.

"Wumei Shitai let Miss Yan and Miss Yuan go down the mountain this time. I think it is not to collect martial arts, but to test a martial art on Miss Yan. This martial art is easy to learn and understand, and the threshold is very low, but it implies attack and kill. This method is suitable for the old and the weak, women and children to practice, for self-defense and self-defense, defeating the strong with the weak."

Yan Yongchun stood up abruptly, and Yingfeng looked at Jiang Wen sassyly: "How do you know what Master's intention is! She once mentioned to me by chance that you can try to integrate Shaolin Wuzuquan to create a boxing method that defeats the strong with the weak!"

Jiang Wen looked out the window without a word, and said with emotion: "Probably we all see the same thing. If this martial art is spread, at least it can fill the heart of the sky with people's hearts, and make evildoers a little afraid."

The original Wing Chun boxing method included the use of hairpins and scissors, which may have the function of self-defense for women. This also inspired Master Chen Hegao in the dark, so that he finally created a god of rain in the sky and ghosts crying at night. Level martial arts...

"Master Luo, I've said so much in the hope that you can put aside your sectarianism and pass on the essence of Xingzhequan to Miss Yan."

As soon as the subject changed, Jiang Wen suddenly looked at Master Luo again, making the big man feel chills all over.

But before he opened his mouth to refuse, Jiang Wen spoke first.

"Today, you, Master Luo, acted chivalrously and righteously, but saved one person; if you can make an exception today and teach boxing, you may be able to save tens of thousands of people. I believe that a hero like Master Luo who is eager for justice and righteousness will definitely not Reject it!"

Yuan Ziyi's wrist was grabbed, and he couldn't stand or sit awkwardly.Hearing Jiang Wen's words at this time, not only did he explain his purpose, but also dug a deep hole for Master Luo that he couldn't climb out of, his eyes couldn't help but shine brightly.

Originally, I wanted to use words to challenge Master Luo to a martial arts competition, and took the opportunity to seize the Great Sage's Pi Hang Fist, and I did this all the way.

Since ancient times, if you pass on a word of truth and pass on thousands of volumes of books, you are successful if you succeed, but you can't get the essence of the boxing scriptures that you have passed on orally, and your reputation will be ruined, which will easily arouse public anger in the world, so you always pick small sects and sects, and dare not Offend the deep-rooted faction.

However, Jiang Wen's approach showed a grandeur and aboveboard. Master Luo not only had to nod his head and agree to teach boxing, but also had to earnestly teach him the key points of boxing. This is what Jiang Wen called "the great hero". title.

Sure enough, Master Luo thought about it for a moment, and then enthusiastically made a guarantee, patting his chest loudly.

"Why talk too much! Although I, Luo, are not very good at martial arts, I am the personal disciple of the great sage who broke the door. As long as Miss Yan promises not to pass it on to others, I will teach it without reservation!"

Yuan Ziyi suddenly felt a little desperate when he heard this sentence.

The gap between myself and the man in front of me seems to be a complete defeat in all aspects.Regardless of her martial arts attainments or mental strategies, this third-rate head of the Wuyi faction shocked her. If she faced this person in the future, she didn't know how to have a chance of winning...

"Master Jiang! Thank you!"

Yan Yongchun was also moved to tears by these words, and he grabbed Jiang Wen's arm regardless of shyness, and the three of them became in a strange gesture of talking with each other.

Jiang Wen said modestly: "You're welcome, Miss Yan. We people in Jianghu value the word chivalry the most. Although tens of thousands of people can go to the place of righteousness, as long as you can perfect and complete this boxing technique, I will be satisfied..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Yongchun continued emotionally, "To tell you the truth, the martial arts that Sect Leader Jiang used just now to win the sword with bare hands, is deeply rooted in the essence of sticking, frustrating, breaking, and rowing. Hitting the acupoints with force is very inspiring to me! For the righteousness of the world, can you also pass on this martial art to me!"

The change of the scene was beyond Yuan Ziyi's expectation, so she followed Yan Wingchun's burning and delighted eyes.

It was Jiang Wen's dumbfounded face.

　What a sideways punch!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)