Wulin martial arts hegemony record

Chapter 241

"Oh, don't mention it." The leader of the man waved his hand in frustration, turned around to find an empty seat and sat down, saw Xue Chang's master and apprentice, widened his eyes, patted the two people around him, and walked to Xue Chang's side, Yin Yang said strangely: "Hey, isn't this a hero who claims that all the monks in Shaolin can't beat you? Why didn't he show off his power in Shaolin Temple and come here?"

As soon as he said this, all the diners in the noodle stall raised their heads and looked at Xue Chang with strange eyes, and the old man frowned.

Xue Chang replied calmly, "I never said that."

"Why don't you dare to admit it? We've all heard it. How about it, can the hero give you a face and let us see your brilliant move."

"Liu Er, don't mess around!" the old man warned.

"Uncle Lu, don't worry, we just want to compete with this hero, so as not to hurt anyone." The man named Liu Er said with a playful smile, and reached out to pat Xue Chang's shoulder, but this hand seemed to be beaten. It seemed to be supported by something, and I couldn't shoot it no matter how suspended in the air.

When he was in doubt, Xue Chang raised his head and said to him: "It's a good thing to compete in martial arts, I agree. Apprentices, after eating, get up and exercise to help digestion."

"Master, I'll go first!" Fan Mastiff said excitedly.

"Why do you take the lead every time, no, I will come first this time!" Hu Qiudi objected.

"Okay, you all don't rush, take turns according to the order of getting started." Xue Chang made a decision.

"Master, there are only three people, not enough." Fan Mastiff reminded.

Xue Chang looked around. Whether it was the diners or the passers-by who had heard the man's words, all of them looked unhappy. He smiled slightly: "There will be more opponents soon."

Niu Er saw that the young man was chatting and laughing freely with the other teenagers, he didn't take himself seriously at all, his heart burst into anger, and he thought to himself: "The fight will start later, I will let you have a good taste of my strength."

Dengfeng City was influenced by Shaolin and Songshan sects. Most of the people are good at martial arts. When there are conflicts in normal times, they seldom engage in verbal disputes. They all see the truth in fists and feet. Therefore, Dengfeng City has characteristics that other counties do not have. There is a ring, and there is one next to this noodle stall.

Before the two sides started fighting, there were people with good intentions spreading everywhere: "There are foreigners who come to Dengfeng to slander Shaolin Temple, Liu Er and the others will teach them a lesson!"

After a while, the arena was full of people.

Before the fight started, Xue Chang made a request to the apprentices in a low voice: Shaolin Kungfu is not allowed, except for internal strength.

If Xue Chang said this a year ago, Xu Xi and Fan Mast would probably not be able to fight, but now they are all proficient in several sets of other martial arts besides Shaolin martial arts.

Liu Er, who wanted to give Xue Chang a little bit of strength, was soon defeated by Xu Xi's fast and fierce Baihua fist.

Xue Chang also soon heard a crisp sound from the system in his body. Although the prestige points he gained were not many, only 5 points, it was better than nothing: it was possible for the apprentices to have a real battle before the martial arts conference Warm up, there are prestige points to earn, why not do it.

Xue Chang looked at Liu Er, who was covering Ren's bruised left eye and passed by with his head down, and said, "Arhat Boxing pays attention to both rigidity and softness, and there is a degree of speed. Your punching is too fast. As a result, your strength has not been fully exerted, but your physical strength has been consumed too quickly. I suggest that you start practicing Luohanquan today and try to beat it as slowly as possible. After a while, you will will experience the benefits.”

"You know what a fart!" Liu Er blurted out in a bad mood.

After taking another two steps, he suddenly froze: "Why does this little boy say the same thing as the Shaolin master who assessed me, and it seems that he also gave a solution, why don't you... go back and try?"

Of course Xue Chang would not care about such a fool as Liu Er, he was just a habit of being a teacher, when the second man was defeated by Fan Mastiff, when he passed by him, he gave a few more comments and suggestions.

After the three men were defeated, as expected by Xue Chang, the unconvinced crowd came up to challenge them enthusiastically.Xue Chang still commented a few words at the end of each fight, regardless of whether the loser listened to it or not.

Careful audiences soon discovered that some fighters who challenged on stage would not be depressed after failure, but would bow to a young man next to the ring, say a few words, and then look happy.

After asking the reason, I found out that the young man was able to see the disadvantages of martial arts of the contestants, and he could also give good suggestions for improvement.

After the news spread throughout Dengfeng City, more fighters came to challenge.

Looking at the densely packed crowd, Xue Chang couldn't help sighing: It is indeed the No. [-] city in martial arts conferred by Emperor Taizu's imperial pen, and the proportion of martial arts practitioners in the city is too high!
Even the old man from the noodle stall couldn't sit still because of the excitement of the arena. He turned his head and said to his son who was kneading the dough, "Hao'er, stop doing it for now. You also come to the stage to challenge."

"Dad, it's rare that the arena is so lively and attracts so many guests, why don't we hurry up and make more money while the business is booming, and run to fight."

The strong guy ignored it, and the old man slapped him so angry: "You silly boy, you haven't seen the sixth child of the Xu family who has practiced Shaolin swordsmanship like you for several years and made no progress, and Fatty Ma, who was defeated After the ring, they all happily told people that with the guidance of that master, their sword skills will definitely improve a lot this year! Earning a few extra money will be of great use, practice martial arts well, pass Shaolin The assessment, becoming an official lay disciple and enjoying the imperial salary is the most important thing!"

The strong guy hesitated a bit: "But, if I go, there will be so much work here—"

"Don't worry, your father and I are quick-witted, this kind of work is nothing at all. Stop talking, go and go!" Old man Lu urged impatiently.

The strong boy quickly wiped off the ashes on his hands with a damp cloth, took out a rusty single knife from under the shelf, and ran towards the ring.

"I'm talking about old man Lu, now that the imperial court's new edict is promulgated, becoming a lay disciple of Shaolin will no longer be able to enjoy the imperial salary." A diner reminded loudly.

"You are wrong. This edict is aimed at those newly established sects. The authentic martial arts like our Shaolin still follow the old rules." Another diner retorted.

"I think you didn't understand the content of the new edict, what he said was aimed at all sects—"

The two diners argued over this.

The old man Lu couldn't help but said: "Regardless of whether the rules have changed or not, I think that in our Dazhou, as long as you practice martial arts well, you will have food everywhere you go."

"That's true." The diners responded in unison.

Wang Guoliang returned to Dengfeng City in a good mood, and went to the Lu's noodle stall according to the old habit: "Hello, Uncle Lu!"

"It's Guoliang, how did you do in the exam this time?"

"Master Minglei said that my Arhat boxing practice is good, and I can go to Shaolin Temple to learn sword skills next month!" Wang Guoliang said excitedly.

"This is a great thing. Your dad will be very happy to hear that! Uncle will serve you a bowl of noodles without any money, as a celebration."

"Uncle, how can this-"

"Stop talking, hurry up and find a place to sit."

"Then... well, thank you uncle! Hey, why didn't you see Brother Hao?"

"He's just stupid. He keeps asking others, but he's still queuing up there to fight. It's getting dark!"

"Fighting?..." Wang Guoliang turned his head to look at the street in doubt, and was startled: "What's going on here? Why are there so many people over there, blocking the road?!"

"At noon, a young man brought a group of children, I don't know which sect, came to my noodle stall to eat noodles--" Old man Lu just said, when a diner next to him interjected: "It's the Xiaoyao sect, Peripatetic faction!"

"That's what the beating people asked later. They said they didn't know about it at first." Old man Lu glanced at the diner, "Later Liu Er and the others came, saw the young man, recognized him, and said He despised the Shaolin eminent monk, so he proposed to compete with him, and then they fought on the other side of the ring, the three of them were defeated quickly, but the others were not convinced, and the result has been fighting until now..."

"The key is that the young man didn't make any moves at all. The main reason is that the group of children are taking turns defending the ring. Those young people in Dengfeng boast about their martial arts every day, but they can't even beat a group of children!" A diner was angry. Said.

"Aren't they all children? That big black guy doesn't look too young." Another diner retorted.

"It just looks big. Some Dalei people asked about the age of Big Hei. He is only 17 years old, and he is still underage." The previous diner responded.

"I really don't know that."

When Wang Guoliang heard this, he couldn't help asking: "Those kids are really so powerful, so far no one can defeat them?"

"Of course there is." The diner sighed: "Hou Sanniang almost defeated a girl, but her sword was cut off; the boss of Jian's family spent a long time defeating the big black guy; Qiu Yi defeated It is said that he is the eldest brother among the group of children, but he also received two punches. If he hadn't been so hard-working, I am afraid that he would not be able to get out of the ring... The key is that they are all older and have a lot of opponents, so they still win so hard."

Wang Guoliang was taken aback: Hou Yuntong is a lay disciple of the Songshan School, with good swordsmanship; both Jian Yusheng and Qiu Yi are lay disciples of Shaolin, especially Qiu Yi, who has good qualifications. Back then, Shaolin intentionally took him into the temple. He refused because he was the only child in his family, and he needed to be filial, so he only became a disciple of the layman... These three are the best of Dengfeng's younger generation of martial arts, but they couldn't win smoothly. "

"The funniest thing is that the boss of Jian's family overestimated his strength and managed to defeat his apprentice. He accepted it when he didn't see success, and even challenged that young man. Guess what happened?" .

(End of this chapter)