Chapter 41
When Zhou Dian heard Yang Xiao said that he wanted to learn martial arts with him, not only did he not panic, but he was excited for a while.

Zhou Dian is also a good martial artist this week, he naturally knows that his skill is much different from Yang Xiao's, but since it is a martial arts competition and there is no danger of his life, it can improve his own martial arts, so why not do it?

But Zhou Dian blinked his eyes, and then clasped his hands together and sang a big fat promise to Yang Xiao: "Yang Zuoshi, Zhou Dian admits that your kung fu with that finger is very tight. I won't fight with you anymore, just admit defeat early, lest you poke a big hole in it, and the drinking will leak out in the future."

Hearing what he said was interesting, but with a serious look, Yang Xiao couldn't help laughing and said, "Brother Zhou, don't worry, today I'm fighting with Brother Zhou, it's just a simple competition of moves, to prove each other's martial arts skills, Yiyang means I don't know what to do. in use."

"Excellent, excellent, Yang Zuoshi is really a straightforward person, so I will not be polite, be careful, Yang Zuoshi!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Dian stomped his left foot on the spot, sank his waist, let out a drink, and then used his strength, took a step forward with his left foot on the spot, stretched out his left palm in the air and made a half-arc arc, his figure suddenly With force, he turned his right fist around his waist and punched Huanglong straight at Yang Xiao.

This blow was powerful and heavy, and the strength of the punch was whistling in the air.

Seeing this, Yang Xiao didn't dodge, clasped the thumb and index finger of his left hand, opened the remaining three fingers slightly, stretched out the fingers like an orchid flower, stood on the spot with a chic posture, stretched out his left hand lightly and placed it on Zhou Dian's right wrist , took the punch.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Dian's punch was just a feint, and the real killer move was the palm of his left hand. Just as his right fist and Yang Xiao's left hand were handed over, the left palm in front of him turned his wrist, raised and buckled, and then moved from bottom to top. He slapped Yang Xiao directly on the chest, he was repairing the plank road in the open, and in the dark, it was really hard to guard against.

Seeing this move, Yang Xiao's eyes flashed. He turned his right wrist in a small circle, turned it over, held Zhou Dian's left wrist, pointed his thumb at Zhou Dian's Neiguan, pointed his index finger at Lingdao, and tapped lightly. On Zhou Dian's left wrist.

Zhou Dian only felt numbness and soreness in his left hand coming from a strange force, and he couldn't help taking two steps back.

Barely standing still, Zhou Dian looked at Yang Xiao rubbing his left wrist with uncertain eyes, and couldn't help muttering: "Weird, weird, really weird. Could it be that Yang Zuoshi is hiding some snakes and insects in his sleeve?" What kind of thing bites me, it hurts and numbs."

While talking, Zhou Dian patted his own buttocks, suddenly pulled out the long sword hidden under his robe, and took two steps forward to stab Yang Xiao.

Yang Xiao stretched out his left hand, and lightly flicked his little finger on the Taiyuan acupoint on his right wrist, Zhou Dian's hand went numb, his five fingers holding the hilt of the sword loosened, and the long sword fell to the ground with a "clang".

This turn of events was far beyond Zhou Dian's expectations, and he couldn't help but froze on the spot.

After a while, he jumped on the spot angrily, and shouted: "I won't come, I won't come, your moves are too weird, extremely weird, extremely weird! I won't fight you!"

After speaking, Zhou Dian sat down on the ground with his buttocks, and folded his hands in front of his chest.

Yang Xiao couldn't help being amused seeing his sloppy look, and asked helplessly, "Brother Zhou, what are you doing?"

Zhou Dian ignored him, turned around on the spot, sat on the ground facing Yang Xiao with his buttocks in his hands, and said angrily: "These moves of yours are weird and strange, but they are surprisingly powerful, and they look good when you use them. It's very serious, the surname Zhou can't beat you, and he can't beat you in prestige, so he won't come, he won't come."

Yang Xiao couldn't help being amused for a while, this can be regarded as being completely autistic after being beaten, are you going to hang up?

But on Guangmingding, except for Zhou Dian, other people's martial arts are far from my own. If you compete with Leng Yueliangfeng and the others, you will have no game experience at all. Therefore, how can Zhou Dian be such a good training partner? Where does he get off the plane?
Thinking of this, Yang Xiao smiled slightly, and said to Zhou Dian: "Brother Zhou, Mr. Yang really shouldn't, I promised Brother Zhou not to use fingers, but I couldn't hold back for a while, how about it, why don't we come to learn sword skills how?"

Zhou Dian, who just turned his back to Yang Xiao, turned around and looked at Yang Xiao when he heard him say "experiencing swordsmanship", and asked suspiciously, "Swordsmanship?"

Yang Xiao nodded and said, "I think Brother Zhou is also a good swordsman. Recently, I learned a new way of swordsmanship. Why don't we have a sparring session?"

Hearing what he said, Zhou Dian stood up from the ground, lifted his pants with his right hand, patted his buttocks and asked in doubt, "Is it a new sword technique?"

Yang Xiao nodded and looked at Zhou Dian, with sincere eyes, he said, "I'm definitely new, I've learned it for less than a day."

Zhou Dian rubbed his chin and said hesitantly: "Originally, you have only learned swordsmanship for a day, so I can't take advantage of you, but, I think you are better at swordsmanship, so I will forcefully fight with you." With both hands, it is good for everyone to learn from each other."

Yang Xiao was overjoyed when he heard the words: "Brother Zhou Gao Yi is willing to teach you, I am very grateful!"

Zhou Dian: "Yang Zuoshi, you make the move first!"

……

……

Time: After a stick of incense.

Location: Bright Peak, Mingjiao General Altar.

With a sound of "Dang", Zhou Dian's long sword fell to the ground beside him, the tip of the sword was inserted into the ground, and the hilt was still shaking.

"Don't come, don't come, don't say anything!"

"Hey, Brother Zhou, I just sparred with Brother Zhou, and I feel that I have benefited a lot. Let's compete for the last stick of incense, shall we?"

"Ha ha……"

"Brother Zhou, don't do this, what do you mean by hanging up like this?"

"Hehe... (Do I, Zhou Sanren, don't want to lose face?)"

"Okay, okay, brother Zhou, what kind of kung fu do you want to learn?"

"..."

"You can discuss anything you want, Brother Zhou."

"If you have the ability, let's drink!"

"drink wine?"

"Why, don't you dare?"

"How is it possible, it's just that I, as the left envoy of the Ming Cult, drinking in the main altar all the time has a bad influence."

"Ha ha……"

Yang Xiao hesitated for a moment, anxiously thinking how to coax Zhou Dian, an experienced baby!Yang Xiao coughed lightly and hesitated, "Brother Zhou, must you drink alcohol?"

Hearing the hesitation in Yang Xiao's words, Zhou Dian got up excitedly from the ground: "Hey, how are you? Yang Zuoshi, let's have a drinking competition. If you and I have a drinking competition, then I can continue to accompany you to learn martial arts tomorrow. ,How about it?"

Yang Xiao couldn't help hesitating and said: "Well, I'm afraid that Brother Zhou will not be able to take it if he drinks too much."

"Ha ha!"

"Hey, Brother Zhou, what do you mean by this, okay, since this is the case, I promise you?"

"Yang Zuo is refreshing, please!"

"Brother Zhou please!"

……

……

time: night

Location: Bright Peak, Mingjiao General Altar.

Looking at Zhou Dian, who was swaying and swaying with the support of Leng Yueliangfeng, who kept belching, and looked like he had won a battle, with a smile and saliva on his mouth, Yang Xiao shook his head helplessly and said: "Send Brother Zhou quickly!" Go down and rest."

Watching Zhou Dian walking, he murmured: "I can't fight, drink, hehe, you can't drink." Yang Xiao couldn't help but sighed.

It wasn't until the cold moon and cool wind reported that Zhou Dian had rested that Yang Xiao sat on the spot and performed the internal energy of the Nine Suns to force out the alcohol.

Then he began to recall and sort out the gains from the day's sparring with Zhou Dian, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "I don't know, Brother Zhou can't stand drinking like this every day!"

 Tianji got a little rainy yesterday, and it was already 11 o'clock after getting off the train at night.I went back to bed after typing the words. I didn’t expect to wake up this morning with a sore throat and a little pain in the head.Might be a bit of a cold.I saw book friends urging updates in the comment area, so I hurriedly got up and started coding. It was Tianji's mistake to make all book friends wait for a long time, and the promised update will definitely be fulfilled.I don’t know if there are any book friends who read books on the Genesis Chinese website. At 14:00, there will be new book recommendations in the martial arts category of the computer terminal of the Genesis Chinese website.Dear readers, you can click, comment and bookmark more, the popularity is a bit low, and the next chapter will be presented later.

  


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