Knife splashing

Chapter 522 Young Swordsman
Li Yan has long been accustomed to being challenged.

After all, in this world, relying on one sword or one punch to gradually accumulate fame is too slow, and perhaps one can only be famous locally in half a lifetime.

The best way is undoubtedly to step on other people's reputation to get ahead.

Therefore, if you are a little famous in the world, you will inevitably encounter such things.

But the young man in front of him was a little different.

His smile was very frank and full of confidence.

Li Yan was very familiar with this smile.

That's called "a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger."

Passionate, clear and reckless.

"it is good."

Li Yan readily agreed, and looked at the blind Taoist calmly, feeling doubtful.

That young man, he can still see through it.

But this old Taoist priest was a little strange.

He was obviously extraordinary, but in his perception, he was just an ordinary Taoist, even a little decadent.

Anyone who can give him this kind of contrast must be very skilled.

Li Yan had seen a lot of things, so he naturally wouldn't go up and test the situation. He simply turned his head and looked at the boy, "What are you good at?"

Wang Mazi is difficult to communicate with, so he doesn't bother to talk nonsense.

It's just a meal, not making friends.

The servant was also startled by the question, and secretly glanced at Wang Mazi. Seeing that he did not scold him, he whispered, "The master has a rule. If you don't order any dishes, you can eat whatever he cooks."

"Well, serve the food."

"How many plates would the customer like?"

Li Yan smiled and said, "How much do you make? How much do you eat?"

"Humph!"

Wang Mazi snorted but didn't say anything.

He was wearing coarse cloth with his sleeves tightly tied. With a flick of his little finger, the huge kitchen knife jumped into his hand.

After a few flips, the knife flashed, and with the sound of "dong dong dong", the pork instantly turned into slices as thin as cicada wings.

Then he turned around and picked up the chili peppers and peppercorns, cutting them into strips and smashing them with smooth movements.

The oil in the pan is boiling, the meat slices are flying, the tofu is lightly fried, the chili peppers, peppercorns and bean paste are added, and a pot of spicy aroma rises to the sky, making "Mapo Tofu"...

Then, there was another flash of the knife, and the chicken breast was instantly diced, marinated for a while, and fried in oil.

Peanuts are fried until golden, and scallions, ginger, garlic and special sauces are added to the diced chicken, making it bright red and spicy. This is Kung Pao Chicken…

Following closely behind is the "Fuqi Feipian".

The ox skin, heart, tongue and tripe are sliced ​​as thin as paper, evenly and evenly. Special chili oil, pepper powder, soy sauce and sesame oil are mixed and poured on the meat slices. The red oil is shiny, spicy and fragrant, and the taste is mellow...

During the Daxing period of the previous dynasty, sea merchants introduced chili peppers to the Central Plains, but they were called "fanjiao" and were already cultivated on a large scale in Shu.

No matter what it is called, it has already complemented the soul of Sichuan cuisine.

Especially this Wang Mazi, he is worthy of being called the Vegetable General. Although he looks ugly, but when he stands in front of the stove, he has the majesty of a master facing a battle.

Every move, every posture, every move with full concentration, the flash of knife and spoon, the collision of spatula and the crackling sound of hot oil, it was as if he was practicing martial arts.

Li Yan also saw it.

What Wang Mazi awakened should be the power of body. It is not as mysterious as other powers, but it can mobilize the five senses to the greatest extent and control the body.

When it comes to taste, even the slightest error can lead to a huge mistake, but precise control is of course essential.

Almost everyone in the tent was attracted.

Not only that, the smell also caused some trouble.

Some people who didn't know what was going on came here to try it.

I wanted to go in and try it out, but was immediately reminded by someone else.

"Don't go. You won't be able to leave even if you go. They are just home-cooked dishes, without any delicacies from land or sea. They are more expensive than the Chengdu Restaurant..."

"Really?"

"Why would I lie to you? Why would I..."

"Pah! That's enough money to buy a pig!"

Those who came to watch the fun were talking about it, but there were also those who had money to spend.

Immediately, several men in brocade clothes pushed the crowd aside and tried to go inside, cursing and swearing, obviously looking for trouble.

Wu Kang from Changchun Society saw it and hurried out.

"Get out of here! Don't let me break your legs!"

He glared at them, scaring them away, and called some of his men to guard outside the door so as not to disturb the guests inside.

He was very observant and saw that something seemed amiss.

At this time, he didn't want to offend anyone.

Li Yan was naturally well aware of the situation outside, but he was too lazy to pay attention to it at this moment because several dishes had already been served on the table.

There is another thing he appreciates about this place.

Although it looks simple, it is definitely clean.

The servant was very diligent and wiped the tables and chairs clean. From the teapot to the dishes and chopsticks, everything felt fresh.

Li Yan and Wu Ba ate the fragrant rice with all their might, their chopsticks moving as fast as the wind, and they ate bowl after bowl of rice.

Soon, all the food on the table was cleared away.

Fortunately, Wang Mazi's hands were nimble. The pots and spoons clinked and the dishes were served one after another, accompanied by the sizzling sound of boiling oil.

On the other side, the old Taoist and the young man were in the same situation.

The whole shed was like a battlefield. Both sides were eating frantically, and the chef was concentrating on cooking without any nonsense.

The only one who was the most unlucky was the young servant, who nearly broke his legs from running himself.

He had to serve the dishes and wash the dishes at the same time, drinking the cold mountain spring water that was brought from the side. It was a very cold day and his hands were frozen red.

Before I knew it, the two large pots of rice had been emptied.

Boom!
Wang Mazi stabbed the kitchen knife hard on the chopping board.

"I'm not going to cook today. There's no more food!"

However, Li Yan and his companions had already eaten all the vegetables and meat he had prepared.

Wu Ba was not satisfied yet and looked at Li Yan anxiously.

Wu Kang, who was standing at the door, was very perceptive and quickly bowed and said, "Master Wang, what do you need? I'll prepare it right away."

"What are you preparing for?"

Wang Mazi glared at him and said, "Damn it, can't you see that my hands are cramped from exhaustion? I won't serve you today."

As he said this, he glanced at Wu Ba with some displeasure, "I've never seen anyone who eats so much. It's like a cow chewing on a peony. It ruins the mood!"

"The Master is wrong."

Li Yan laughed in silence and shook his head, "My brother has a big appetite, but he has eaten a lot of good things. He is becoming more and more picky. I have never seen him like this before."

"How much? That table is also on us."

"Hey, how can this be so embarrassing?"

The blind Taoist took a sip of tea and chuckled, "Little brother, this pockmarked man cooks for us for free. If you want to treat us, I'm sorry, but you can give us the money... Woo~"

Before he could finish his words, the boy covered his mouth.

The young man was embarrassed and shook his head quickly, saying, "Don't blame me, Young Master Li. My master is not a decent person."

"You idiot!"

The blind Taoist priest knocked his hand away and muttered in dissatisfaction: "You are trying to save face but you are suffering. You will suffer a great loss sooner or later in the future!"

The two of them were playing tricks, and Wang Mazi on the other end didn't waste any words and said directly: "They don't want money, your table will be thirty taels."

"Ah."

Li Yan nodded, took out thirty taels of silver notes from his pocket, and some loose change, and handed them to the servant, "Thank you for your hard work, little brother."

The servant was suddenly at a loss and turned to look at Wang Mazi.

"What are you looking at?"

Wang Mazi glared and said, "I have money. If I give it to you, just take it. Follow me and you won't have to worry about this in the future."

Although his words were harsh, it was obvious that he still admired this hardworking little apprentice very much.

On the other side, the young man holding the sword was already impatient, and he bowed to Li Yan and said, "Master Li, now that you have eaten and drunk enough, why don't you practice now?"

"Haha, what's the hurry?"

Li Yan smiled slightly, picked up the teapot, and poured hot tea. "Exercise after a meal is not good for your stomach. Drink some tea first to slow down."

"Little brother, when you fight with others, you have to introduce your family background and heritage, right? You can't just fight blindly?" He could see that the blind Taoist priest was not easy to talk to, so he could only get words from the young man.

The young man blushed, turned his head and looked at the blind Taoist priest, and said weakly: "My last name is Chang, my name is Gousheng, and I practice the wood-cutting sword technique passed down by my master."

Li Yan's eyes twitched, "Are you joking, little brother?"

"What happened to the wood-chopping sword technique?"

The blind old Taoist snorted, "Swordsmanship is useful if it can chop wood, and useful swordsmanship is good."

"Senior is right."

Li Yan smiled slightly and said no more.

He could already tell that this was most likely a strange man who hid his identity and had a foolish apprentice.

Unexpectedly, he would encounter such a situation.

There's no point in hiding it, people will be able to guess it roughly once we start.

Thinking of this, he stopped asking questions and drank a few sips of tea before he stood up slowly and said with a smile, "Let's find a place where there's no one, okay?"

"Row!"

The sword-holding young man Gousheng nodded quickly.

"Wuba, go!"

Li Yan smiled slightly, turned around and left.

After leaving the tent, he ran straight into the mountain. With just three or two steps, it was as if the distance had been shortened to an inch, and he was more than ten meters away in an instant.

Wu Ba kicked the ground with his big feet, and his speed was also amazing.

"Young Master Li! Young Master Li!"

Wu Kang from the Changchun Society was anxious, and he ran away, pleading anxiously, "Can you take me to see the world?"

He just heard that the two were going to compete, and he had been waiting for a long time just for this.

There aren't many opportunities in this life, so naturally I don't want to miss them. Even if I have to beg shamelessly, I still want to broaden my horizons.

"it is good!"

Li Yan turned his head, took three or two steps to his front, grabbed his arm with his right hand and walked forward.

With his current level of skill, even if he brings people with him, his speed does not decrease at all, and it can even be done with just pure martial arts means.

Wu Kang felt someone pulling his arm, and his feet immediately flew into the air. The wind whistled in his ears, and the scene in front of him quickly receded.

Immortal...immortal magic?
He was stunned and his heart was filled with excitement.

However, the blind Taoist behind him twitched his ears slightly, showed a hint of surprise on his face, and sneered, "Gou Sheng, look at me, you are much worse than others. Don't fight, why don't you just go back and chop wood and farm with me?"

The young boy Gousheng also had a look of shock on his face.

He could see that Li Yan did not use any magic at all, but rather a very sophisticated technique, and his use of strength had reached the pinnacle.

But not only was he not discouraged, but he was also aroused to fight.

"Whether it works or not, we won't know until we fight!"

After saying that, he exerted force on his feet and rushed out with a whoosh.

His method of traveling lightly was completely different from Li Yan's. He held the sword in one hand, lowered his body, and stepped on the ground with his toes, like a sharp sword, whizzing forward.

In terms of speed, he is on par with Wu Ba.

As for the blind Taoist, he seemed like a bystander, with an appearance that it had nothing to do with him. He followed the crowd leisurely.

Although he seems nonchalant, he is always three steps away from being a teenager.

The people outside the tent didn't know what was going on yet, as the people in front of them left quickly, they looked on in amazement.

"Master, don't you want to go and see?"

Inside the tent, the servant asked weakly.

Wang Mazi has awakened his supernatural powers, and judging from the way he uses the knife when cooking, he is obviously no mediocre person.

However, he had no interest at all. He sat on the bench silently, crossed his legs, lit his pipe and took a few puffs.

“Remember, a cook is a cook.”

"Life is short, just do one thing well..."

…………

The few of them moved very quickly, and in less than half an incense stick of time, they arrived at the hillside of Lingquan Mountain, a remote and deserted place.

Li Yan stopped suddenly, but saw that the place was half surrounded by bamboo forest, with streams flowing, and a collapsed temple with only broken walls left, and the distant mountains and clouds were as dark as ink.

"Good place!"

Li Yan laughed and turned to look behind him.

The master and disciple arrived one after another.

"Gousheng, what do you want to compete in?"

Li Yan smiled slightly and asked.

He had some feelings towards the young man, so he didn't beat around the bush.

"Let's compare weapons first!"

The sword-holding young man Gousheng could not hide his excitement and drew his sword with a clang.

But when Li Yan saw it, he frowned and said, "Your sword is no good. It will break if you touch it. Wait for me to find a weapon."

After saying that, he looked around and picked up a stick from the ground.

However, the sword held by the young man was really unsightly. It was just an ordinary cast iron sword, covered with rust and full of gaps.

The young man looked at her and blushed, "Do you look down on me?"

"Silly bird!"

The blind Taoist behind him raised his leg and kicked him on the buttocks, "It's the same if I fight you with a stick."

The young man staggered, his face suddenly filled with grief and anger. He turned his wrist and was about to draw his sword.

"Ah~ Stop!"

Li Yan quickly gestured to stop.

"what happened again?!"

The young boy Gousheng was speechless.

Along the way, he had heard many rumors about Li Yan, all of which said that Li Yan would suddenly kill people if he had a disagreement with someone, like a brutal murderer.

Why are you so fussy when you meet the real person?
Li Yan smiled slightly, swung the stick in his hand into a knife flower, and said calmly: "First adjust the breath, otherwise it will be boring."

When Gou Sheng heard this, his face immediately turned red, "Thank you for your advice."

After saying that, he closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths.

When he opened his eyes again, he had calmed down. He slowly raised the sword, made sword gestures with his hands, slightly bent his body, and slowly stepped forward with his left foot.

Li Yan narrowed his eyes and also raised the wooden stick.

Swish!
But it was the young boy Gousheng who suddenly attacked.

He did not attack head-on, but when he was about to get close to Li Yan, he twisted his body, and the sword light flickered, piercing Li Yan's neck diagonally.

This is called "robbing the outer door".

The sword has two edges, thin and sharp on both sides.

Therefore, when using a sword, one cannot block the opponent head-on, but can only go out diagonally through the side door, which is called "seizing the outer door".

Li Yan had naturally anticipated this. He stepped his left foot back to the side and flicked his wrist slightly, so that the wooden stick just happened to hit the sword blade.

After hearing a clang sound, Gou Sheng felt that the sword in his hand was out of control and it seemed like it was going to slip out of his hand.

He reacted very quickly, and raised his hand upwards. Then he turned his wrist and flew into the air, like a scorpion's tail, pointing directly at Li Yan's head.

Li Yan smiled slightly and raised the wooden stick.

When Gousheng saw this, he was immediately delighted.

No matter how bad his sword is, it's not easy to chop a wooden stick into pieces. It's nonsense to fight him with this thing.

At the same time, Gousheng felt a little uncomfortable.

Along the way, he had seen several famous masters, who were beaten and fled in a panic in a short while. He didn't expect that the one in front of him was also a person who was seeking fame and reputation.

Forget it, it’s better not to hurt anyone.

Thinking of this, he even retracted his sword force a little.

But the moment the sword and the stick intersected, Gousheng realized something was wrong.

His sword only cut through a little bit of the wood, and the force seemed to disappear completely, as if it was stuck in mud, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Li Yan just turned the wooden stick, and Gousheng's sword was deflected again and almost slipped out of his hand again.

He quickly drew his sword and stepped back, dumbfounded:
"What kind of skill are you doing?"

(End of this chapter)