The Great Escape of Martial Arts

Chapter 220

Wu Zhai wondered secretly, he didn't care what kind of high internal strength he had just seen Hei Hei Zi turning water into ice with the "Xuantian Finger".

Playing chess is just a small way, but he was sweating profusely when he saw it. It can be seen that he cares about it. This person loves chess and is obsessed. Xiang Wentian probably chose his weakness to attack.

Seeing that Xiang Wentian set No.60 for six moves, the black and white pieces couldn't bear to ask:
"What's next?"

Xiang Wentian smiled and said:

"This is the key point. In the second owner's opinion, what should we do?"

Hei Hei Zi pondered for a long time, and pondered:
"Is this one? It's not right to break it, it's not right to even it, you can't rush it, you can't live it if you work. This... this... this..."

Holding a white piece in his hand, he tapped lightly on the stone table, until after a meal, this piece could not be put into the chess game.

At this time, Dan Qingsheng and Wu Zhai had each drunk seventeen or eight glasses of fine wine.

Seeing Hei Hei Zi's face turning greener and greener, Dan Qingsheng said:
"Brother Tong, this is "The Spectrum of Vomiting Blood". Do you really want my second brother to vomit blood? What's the next step, just tell me."

Xiang Wentian said:

"Okay! The No.60 Seventh Son, I'm here."

So I made a bet on the "upper" Qisi Road.

With a slap, Hei Hei Zi slapped heavily on his thigh, and shouted:

"Okay, it's really a good idea to put this one here."

Xiang Wentian smiled and said:

"Liu Zhongfu's book is naturally wonderful, but it's just a wonderful chess game by a world player. Compared with Lishan fairy grandma's fairy book, it is far inferior."

Heiheizi hurriedly asked:
"So what about the fairy works of Lishan fairy grandma?"

Xiang Wentian said:

"Second owner may wish to think about it."

Heiheizi thought for a long time, but he always felt that the defeat was over, and it was difficult to fight back. He shook his head and said:
"It's an immortal work, how can ordinary people of my generation think of it? Brother Tong, there is no need to be tricky."

Xiang Wentian smiled and said:

"This is a clever calculation, only the gods can think of it."

Hei Hei Zi is a person who is good at chess, so he is good at guessing the opponent's mind, seeing that Xiang Wentian didn't tell this game of chess straightforwardly, so that it would make people feel itchy, guessing that he must have something to ask for, and said:
"Brother Tong, if you tell me about this game of chess, I won't listen to you in vain."

Xiang Wentian raised his head, laughed, and said:

"Brother Hefeng, I have absolutely nothing to ask of the four masters. The second master's words make us look down upon the two of us."

Hei Hei Zi bowed deeply and said:

"I made a slip of the tongue, thank you here."

Return the salute to Wentian and Wu Zhai.

Xiang Wentian said:

"The two of us came to Meizhuang to make a bet with the four owners."

Hei Hei Zi and Dan Qing Sheng asked in unison:
"A bet? What bet?"

Xiang Wentian said:

"I bet that no one in Meizhuang can beat this brother Feng in terms of swordsmanship."

Hei Hei Zi and Dan Qing Sheng turned to look at Wu Zhai together.

Black and White Zi looked indifferent, noncommittal, but Dan Qingsheng laughed loudly and said:

"What bet?"

Xiang Wentian said:

"If we lose, this picture will be given to the four owners."

As he spoke, he untied the burden on his back, opened it, and there were two scrolls inside.

He opened a scroll, and it was an extremely old picture with a cross inscribed on the upper right corner of "Northern Song Dynasty Fan Zhong Lixi Mountain Travel Map".

Although Wu Zhai didn't know much about painting, he also knew that this landscape painting was truly a masterpiece, but seeing the towering mountain, even though it was a picture on paper, he couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration from the mountain.

Dan Qingsheng yelled:
"Ah yo!"

His eyes were firmly fixed on the picture and could no longer move away. After a long time, he said:
"This is an authentic work by Fan Kuan of the Northern Song Dynasty. You... you... but where did you get it?"

Xiang Wentian smiled without answering, stretched out his hand and slowly rolled up the scroll.

Dan Qingsheng said:

"Wait a minute!"

She pulled on his arm to prevent him from scrolling, but when the palm touched his arm, a soft and thick internal force surged out, gently flicking his palm away.

But Xiang Wentian rolled up the scroll as if he knew nothing about it.

Danqing was very surprised, he pulled Wentian's arm just now, for fear of tearing the picture, he didn't use any force on his hand, but such a flick of the opponent's internal strength showed extremely high internal strength, and obviously he still had enough strength on his own.

He secretly admired and said:

"Old boy, it turns out that your martial arts are so good, I'm afraid you are not inferior to my four masters."

Xiang Wentian said:

"The four masters made fun of me. Except for swordsmanship, the four masters of Mei Zhuang are invincible in the world. How dare I compare myself with the four masters?"

Danqing's face sank, and he said:
"Why do you say 'except swordsmanship'? Is it true that my swordsmanship is not as good as his?"

Xiang Wentian smiled slightly and said:
"Two village owners, please take a look at this piece of calligraphy."

Opened the other scroll, but it turned out to be a frenzied painting.

Dan Qingsheng wondered:
"Hey, hey, hey!"

After saying three "huh" words in a row, he suddenly opened his mouth and shouted:
"Third brother, third brother! Your baby is here!"

The sound of the call was so loud that the walls, doors and windows were shaken, and the dust fell from the rafters. In addition to the suddenness of the call, Wu Zhai couldn't help being surprised.

Just heard someone say in the distance:
"What's all the fuss about?"

Dan Qingsheng exclaimed:
"If you don't come to see it again, it will be put away, and you will regret it forever."

The man outside said:
"You found some fake calligraphy again, didn't you?"

The door curtain was lifted, and a man walked in. He was short and fat, with a bald, shiny head and no hair at all. He was holding a large pen in his right hand, and his clothes were stained with ink.

When he came closer, his eyes suddenly stared, he gasped, and said in a trembling voice:
"This... this is the real work! It's really... it's really Tang Dynasty... Zhang Xu's "Straightforward Tie" from the Tang Dynasty, it's fake...fake...it can't be fake!"

The cursive script on the post is wide open and closed, just like a martial arts master performing light kung fu, jumping high and low, although the action is quick, but still elegant. Post is no trivial matter.

Dan Qingsheng said:

"This is my third brother, the Bald Pen Man. He got his nickname because he loves calligraphy and writes with thousands of bald pens, but not because his head is bald. This section must not be mistaken."

Wu Zhai responded with a smile:

"Yes."

The bald penman stretched out his right index finger, followed the strokes of the brush strokes in the free post, and stroked the air, his expression was intoxicated, he did not even look at Xiang Wentian and Wu Zhai, even Danqing Sheng's words were obviously not heard in his ears.

I could only hear the bald penman writing in the air, making a slight sneering sound from his fingers, with strong internal strength, he and the black and white sons were good at victories.

Xiang Wentian didn't wait for the bald penman to finish writing, then put away the post and put it in a parcel.

The bald penman looked at him in astonishment, and after a while, said:

"What?"

Xiang Wentian shook his head and said:

"Nothing in exchange."

The bald pen man said:

"28 strokes of stone drum and acupoint strokes!"

(End of this chapter)