Mysterious Martial Arts: The Record of the Swordsman

Chapter 7 Between Victory and Loss
Where did these rumors come from!
Jiang Wen resisted the urge to lift the table, and said patiently, "Although Yue Nv's swordsmanship has been recorded in "Wuyue Chunqiu", it's not like you don't know martial arts. Professor, who knows what will come out of practice..."

What Master Luo said just now was a little excited, and he also felt that he had lost his identity, so he said awkwardly: "That's not what I said. People who went to Xiamei Town recently and wanted to go to Wuyi Mountain to search for treasures said that..."

Another martial artist at the side interjected, "When I was having morning tea today, I heard someone swear that they saw Long Guang shoot the cow girl in the middle of the night, and they would guard against each other. According to the division of stars and wilds in ancient books, there will be a magic soldier born in Chong'an County, who will win the throne." Defeated, the treasure must be in this Wuyi Mountain!"

Jiang Wen's forehead had three black lines hanging down, which is really the style of people in the Jianghu.

Three people become tigers, Zeng Shen kills people, as long as the excitement is big enough, even if it is fake news, they have to come and go, at least they can have more bragging capital in the future.And those people who are filled with righteous indignation should be the disciples of Nan Shaolin.

——Looks like Southern Shaolin has been brutally wiped out.

"Then the instructors are drinking tea here, and they are also planning to find treasures in Wuyi Mountain?"

Hearing this sentence, Master Luo sighed, and the instructors of other martial arts halls also had dark faces, only to hear someone banging on the door outside.

"Master, that person is here!"

The disciple with the same name at the door ran in again, but his tone was a little flustered, "There are a group of onlookers following behind!"

Master Luo slapped the table, and his twilight but still strong body shook suddenly, "Jiang Daochang, you will be a witness later, and you don't need to worry about other things!"

Then he said to the disciples under the hall: "Open the door! Welcome guests!"

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Although there has always been no strict distinction between north and south martial arts in Jianghu, there are people who practice martial arts.The same martial arts in the hands of the North and the South will often develop completely different styles.

In the long run, this is a good thing. It can learn from each other's strengths and learn from each other. Whether it is the south or the north, if it is backward, it will be beaten, which ensures the development and progress of martial arts.

At the same time, more people are aware of this, and will go north to become famous/south to open a sect after the great achievement of martial arts, and after many years, a famous historical wave of the famous north boxing and south transmission will be formed...

During the Japanese pirate rebellion in the Jiajing period, the southern martial arts used to be prosperous and stronger than the north, but with the passage of time, the trend of peace has gradually formed. At least in the current period, it has been inferior to the war-torn north.

"Shandong Martial Master, come to ask for advice!"

The door was open, and a big man of Angzang walked in, his braids were rolled up around his neck, and his muscles and bones could be seen in his coarse clothes, like a body made of fine steel.

The man in front of him is going to kick the hall to make a name for himself, and all the martial artists who want to come, are afraid that they are not sure enough to resist him.

Seeing such an arrogant appearance, Master Luo slowly stood up and bowed his hands, his face twitching slightly: "Well done, then let me, the great sage, punch Luo Zhuang, first come and learn the tricks!"

Master Luo stood up and entered the arena, and his face gradually calmed down. His waist was like a rotating shaft, his hands were like whips, and the power of his whole body was flowing through his extremities like a river rushing down a thousand miles.

The moves of the Great Sage's Pi Hang Fist are straight to block and strike directly, so the footwork must also be non-stop, twisting the waist and cutting the hips, holding the front and back, until the movements are wide open and closed, the arms are straightened, and the murderous intent blooms With a punch...

Then this punch hit Yan Zhendong's body, the opponent's larynx turned, his abdomen sucked in like a toad, and he didn't take a step back after receiving this punch.

There was a sudden gasp on the field.

Afterwards, he counterattacked vigorously and directly forced back Master Luo, who was still undecided, and dangdangdang retreated six steps in a row, and directly sat back on the grand master's chair.

Seeing this scene, a bearded martial artist next to him went directly to the subway old man's mobile phone.jpg.

"This floor...is a bit slippery!"

Master Luo reacted quickly, first winking at Jiang Wen, and then commented seemingly plainly, "You are good at martial arts, you are qualified to challenge our martial arts school!"

Jiang Wen was so embarrassed that he picked out three rooms and one living room, and said to Master Luo: "Uh...Master Luo intends to be merciful, admiration..."

The wall of the martial arts hall is high and the courtyard gate is narrow. The spectators at the entrance are blocked by the disciples and they are far away. There is no doubt about this, and some people take the lead in applauding, as if they want to watch them do a good job...

"Master Luo, we support you!"

"Don't show mercy!"

"We must fight hard to show our prestige!"

The people in Xiamei Town can't do anything else, they are experts in watching the excitement, and they shouted a few words and put Master Luo on the fire to roast.

But Jiang Wen could see clearly that the veins on the forehead of the big man who kicked the hall at the door were bulging, and he was so angry by these few words. He obviously defeated the enemy before he even made a move. How did he turn into an opponent?
Master Luo was also shocked.

What do you mean show no mercy?This is obviously for the other party to hear, right?Folks, are you in a hurry to have a feast today?

Master Luo was sweating on his brow, but he still managed to stand up, "Thank you all the elders for your love... I'm making a fool of myself today..."

After finishing speaking, he tied up his clothes and raised his legs to step forward.

The rules of the rivers and lakes are to fight alone, but there are still many rules, mainly for the sake of not hurting the face of both parties, so that blood will not flow like a gangster fight.

Therefore, some places require the local apprentices to be taught first, and some require real money as bargaining chips. The head of Jiang University does not know why. Today, Master Luo will accept the call, and Jiang Wen has to come to witness.

"Master Luo, today's incident happened because of me, so let me play first!"

The bearded man who performed the emoticon just now stood up first, with a slightly embarrassed look on his face, "Dear elders, this incident happened because of me. That day, Master Yan set up a stall at the door of my father-in-law's knife. It was my disciple who didn't know the rules and hurt me." Peaceful!"

After finishing speaking with a look of death, he came to the center of the martial arts arena first, "Master Yan, it has nothing to do with Master Luo who I, Yue, do things alone. It is the rules of the world, my apprentice punched you three times that day, and did not invite you to drink tea. Today I will pay you back three punches!"

This sentence evoked Jiang Wen's memory, and instantly connected the murderous Shandong martial artist in front of him with the man who groveled in the rain that day.

According to the rules of the rivers and lakes, if you are in trouble in a certain place, you can perform in front of the martial arts hall or sect. This is a cryptic expression for help.If the other party's ability to test and teach is eye-catching, they should also lend a helping hand in an emergency.

This is an unwritten rule, but no one can guarantee that they will not be in trouble, so they will still take care of the meal and give some money.

"it is good!"

Headmaster Yue's words were bold and forceful, and there was another burst of applause outside the venue.

The Shandong martial artist opened his eyes wide and glared at the head of the Yue family knife, "I went to ask you that day, why are you playing with me!"

Head Yue was also very embarrassed: "The disciple is ignorant and thinks you are here to mess things up..."

In fact, Master Yue had something to say that he was too embarrassed to say.

The entrance of their residence was their own performing arts place, and it was suddenly taken over by someone, and they had to compete with each other. The disciples regarded it as someone looking for trouble, so more people bullied and fewer people, and they humiliated him and drove him away.

But when I said this, I missed my timidity. It's fine if my martial arts are not as good as it is. I can't even stand up to my reason. How can I mess around in the future?
Shandong Martial Master stared at Master Yue who was dodging his words, his lips were tightly closed to show his arrogance, and finally he said: "Master Yue, forget it, three punches may kill someone."

Master Yue was already embarrassed, but he became even more annoyed when he heard this. He stepped forward and grabbed his shoulder, punching him in the chest!
But Shandong Martial Artist was not surprised at all, he took the punch with his chest slowly, turned around and punched out faster and harder.

Victory and defeat.

Seeing Master Yue lying on the ground bleeding from his mouth, all the other martial artists present stood up, accusing the Shandong martial master of vicious strikes, even if he returned to normal with this punch, he would not be able to do business in the world.

"Your thoughts are so vicious! Are you talking about the morals of the world!" Master Luo yelled angrily.

The scene at this moment was a bit funny, the winner was criticized by everyone, but the unconscious one was cheered by the whole hall. What everyone cared about was not the victory of the contest, but some mysterious and mysterious things.

The whole audience fell into anger, but Shandong Martial Artist held his head up with a pale complexion, knocked away all those who blocked him, and walked out of Bailian Martial Arts Hall alone without any words of explanation.

But he eventually stopped.

Not because of the obstruction of swords, guns and halberds, but a child who is not as tall as the table.

"The money you lost that day."

Xiaoshi caught up with him, took out a pile of copper coins from his pocket, stuffed them into his hand, thought for a while and added, "I think you are the one who wins today."

I don't know when, it started to rain lightly again, and the little stone bounced back to the eaves, but the Shandong martial artist stood there in a daze with his head held high.

Standing for a long time.

(End of this chapter)