Martial Arts: 10,000 times return, accept Xiaolongnu as apprentice at the beginning

"I didn't expect to meet two protagonist-level figures in this small restaurant."

At this moment, even Su Liu couldn't help but sigh at the bizarreness of the world.

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"My name is Qiao Feng, nice to meet you two brothers."

Qiao Feng bowed to Su Liu and the other two and laughed in a very heroic manner.

"Just now, I heard the conversation between the two brothers and felt itchy and eager to join in. I didn't expect to be invited by the Taoist priest. Qiao Feng will toast to the two of you first!"

Hearing this, Su Liu shook his head and laughed:

"Brother Qiao, with your alcohol tolerance, isn't one glass of wine a joke? If you want to drink, let's go to the forum!"

After saying that, Su Liu raised his finger and tapped lightly on the table.

There was a loud thud.

Puff puff!

The seals of the three jars of fine wine were all opened, and a strong aroma of wine emanated, causing Qiao Feng to become drunk. His tiger eyes were filled with joy, and he laughed loudly:

"it is good!"

"Good man!"

"Today we'll drink directly from the jar!"

After saying that, he directly raised a jar of fine wine and swallowed it in big gulps, like a tiger drinking half a bottle of water, with a quite majestic momentum.

"Come on, do it!"

Su Liu was not to be outdone. He raised his hand and picked up a jar of fine wine. Like a whale sucking in a hundred rivers, he drank the wine in the jar wantonly and finished it all in an instant.

"Dry!"

Look at these two men drinking from jars of wine.

Huang Rong's eyes suddenly widened and she swallowed her saliva subconsciously. She then looked at the jar of wine in front of her and felt her scalp tingling. She didn't know what to do.

"Who can finish such a jar of wine?"

"Why did you two have to drink together? Why did you bring me along?"

Chapter 206 Huang Rong: Brother Su, I want to follow you from now on, okay?

At this moment, Su Liu, who had already finished a jar of wine, put down the jar, looked at Huang Rong, and said with a smile:

"Xiao Rong'er, why don't you drink?"

"Just drink it, isn't it just a jar of wine?"

Hearing this, Huang Rong gritted her teeth, steeled her resolve, and directly raised the jar of wine. However, after just a few sips, her face turned red, and she was overwhelmed by the smell of alcohol.

"Cough cough..."

Looking at Huang Rong, whose face was flushed and a little embarrassed, Su Liu couldn't help but shook his head and said teasingly:

"Tsk tsk, your alcohol tolerance is not good enough!"

Before he finished speaking, he snatched the jar of wine from Huang Rong's hand and drank it all in one gulp.

"Forget it, don't waste such good wine. I'll drink it for you!"

Watching Su Liu drink up the remaining wine, Huang Rong's eyes suddenly widened, and a rare hint of shyness appeared in her eyes. She whispered:

"Eh? Brother Su, that wine...I drank it..."

"It doesn't matter. We are all children of the martial arts world. Why should we bother about these trivial matters?"

Su Liu put down the wine jar and answered loudly with confidence.

"well said!"

Qiao Feng laughed and praised, then he looked at Huang Rong and said in a gentle voice:

"Little brother, are you a disciple of the Beggars' Sect?"

Huang Rong shook her head and said with a smile:

"I am not a member of the Beggars' Sect. I am just a little beggar wandering around the world."

Qiao Feng was chivalrous and could not bear to see this little beggar wandering alone in the martial arts world, so he said:

"Then are you willing to join my Beggars' Sect? Although my disciples can't enjoy the best food, at least they can have enough to eat and won't be bullied. If you are willing..."

"Thank you for your kindness, Brother Qiao!"

Huang Rong politely refused, then turned her gaze towards Su Liu and said with a smile:

"But I have already made up my mind. I will follow Brother Su in the future. At worst, I can become a Taoist priest!"

Hearing this, Su Liu almost spit out his wine, and his eyes couldn't help but become a little strange.

"I haven't spoken yet."

"Why did this girl bring the wine to my door?"

Su Liu turned his gaze towards Huang Rong and said with some amusement:

"You are really good, kid. When did I agree to take you with me?"

Huang Rong laughed and clapped her hands:

"How can a hermit like you survive without someone to serve you?"

"Although I don't have much ability, I am still smart. I am suitable to be by your side and do some work like serving tea and water, running errands and asking for directions."

"Oh, by the way, I... no, my cooking skills are pretty good too!"

"Brother Su, please accept me."

By the end of her speech, Huang Rong had subconsciously started to act like a spoiled brat, using a tone that she normally only used when talking to her father, Huang Yaoshi.

Fortunately, Qiao Feng was drinking happily, otherwise his identity would have been exposed.

Su Liu smiled slightly and said deliberately:

"You little brat, you act like a little girl. Why are you still acting like a spoiled brat when you're this old?"

"Well, since you have nowhere to go, just stay by my side from now on. I'll have meat to eat and you'll have bones to gnaw on!"

Hearing this, Huang Rong, who was originally somewhat moved, suddenly woke up from her emotion. She fiercely rolled her eyes at Su Liu and said angrily:

"What? I'm not a puppy, I won't chew bones!"

"Hahaha, I was wrong. From now on, if I have a bite of meat to eat, you will have to wash the bowl!"

Su Liu became playful and continued to tease Huang Rong.

The latter was sulking, pouting, looking at Su Liu with dissatisfaction, and muttered softly:

"If you have a piece of meat to eat, you should at least give me half a bite, that's more reasonable!"

Qiao Feng put down the wine jar, looked at the two people bickering with each other, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

Although his request was rejected, he was generous and magnanimous and didn't mind at all. Instead, he smiled with relief and congratulated loudly:

"Hahaha, congratulations, little brother!"

"Master Su is a remarkable man with superb martial arts skills. It would be a great fortune for me if I could follow him!"

Hearing this, Huang Rong was also a little curious. She looked at Su Liu and asked tentatively:

"Brother Su, may I ask how good your martial arts skills are?"

Su Liu smiled slightly, shook the wine cup in his hand, and said casually:

"I only know a few useless tricks that are not worthy of being shown on the stage..."

"little tricks?"

After hearing Su Liu's words, Qiao Feng was stunned, then he smiled bitterly and said:

"Brother Su, if your ability to take wine from the air is just a trick, then more than 0% of the warriors in the world are probably just a bunch of good-for-nothings and wastes..."

Qiao Feng, who possesses martial arts at the grandmaster level, naturally has a very keen eye.

According to his calculations.

The Taoist priest in white before him, even if he is not the legendary sword immortal, must be an extraordinary martial arts master.

At least one must have martial arts at the grandmaster level!

After hearing what Qiao Feng said, Su Liu just smiled slightly and said with a hint of sarcasm:

"Most warriors in this world are good-for-nothings. The skills they have practiced their entire lives are no different from the tricks of a child."

These words are really arrogant and presumptuous.

But for some reason, when he said it, it inexplicably carried a sense of conviction.

It was as if...what he said was the unquestionable truth!

At this moment, let alone Huang Rong.

Even Qiao Feng was moved, his eyes full of shock, he smiled bitterly and said helplessly:

"Brother Su...you are really kind-hearted..."

Su Liu waved his hand and said with a smile: "I am just telling the truth."

Huang Rong suddenly became interested and asked with a smile:

"With Brother Su's ability, it's not an exaggeration to say that he is superior to all the heroes in the world."

At this point, she rolled her eyes and suddenly said:

"But, Brother Su, can you tell me which hero in the world is worthy of your attention?"

As soon as this question came up.

Even Qiao Feng put down the jar of wine in his hand, his tiger eyes flashing with brilliance, and looked at Su Liu with interest, as if he was also quite curious about this question.

"There are many people in this world who call themselves heroes, but there are only a few who are worthy of my attention."

Su Liu took a sip of the wine, looked at Qiao Feng calmly, and chuckled:

"However, it is a coincidence that there is one in Songhe Tower today."

As soon as these words came out, Qiao Feng's tiger eyes suddenly widened.

It seemed that he had not expected that the other party would admire him so much. He could not help but feel an indescribable excitement in his heart, and said in surprise:

"Brother Su is talking about... Could it be Qiao?"

Chapter 207: Su Liu: The Five Great Masters of the Song Dynasty? Not worth mentioning!

Qiao Feng raised his thick eyebrows and looked at Su Liu in surprise.

"Brother Su is talking about... Could it be Qiao?"

He never expected it.

This Taoist priest Su, who looks down upon all the heroes in the world, actually has such a high opinion of him.

For a moment, even with Qiao Feng's temperament and experience, he quietly felt a sense of honor.

Now, he is also becoming famous.

But after all, he was not the famous Boss Qiao in the future.

Compared with the evil sword immortal Su Liu who is feared by all the world, one is in the sky and the other is on the earth, they are not at the same level at all.

Therefore, in front of Su Liu, Qiao Feng had no arrogance at all.

However, when he praised Su Liu, he actually felt a little bit honored and terrified.

At this moment, Qiao Feng shook his head, raised his glass, and said self-deprecatingly: