Lord of Civilizations

Chapter 134 The Stinky Sword Technique! (14)

Linghu Chong said.

"I am a disciple of Mount Hua, how can I stab someone in the back? You slash my shoulder first, and I retaliate with the sword on your shoulder. Let's fight straight, and then fight. No one will take advantage of anyone."

Tian Boguang laughed loudly and said.

"Okay, I made you a friend, come and have a drink."

Linghu Chong said.

"I am not as good as you in martial arts, but you are not as good as me in drinking."

Tian Boguang said.

"Isn't your drinking capacity as good as yours? That's not necessarily the case. Let's compete. Come on, let's drink ten bowls first."

Linghu Chong frowned.

"Brother Tian, ​​I just know that you are a good man who doesn't take advantage of others, so I bet with you, but I don't know what is wrong. It makes me very disappointed."

Tian Boguang squinted at him and asked.

"How can I take advantage of you?"

Linghu Chong said.

"You know that I hate nuns, but when you see a nun, you feel uncomfortable all over and lose your appetite. How can you still bet on wine with you?"

Tian Boguang laughed again and said.

"Brother Linghu, I know that you are trying everything to save this little nun, but I, Tian Boguang, love sex as much as my life. Since I fell in love with this charming little nun, I will never let her go. You want me to let her go. There is one condition."

Linghu Chong said.

"Okay, you say it, go up the knife mountain, go down the oil pan, I, Linghu Chong, accept my fate, frown, I'm not a good man."

Tian Boguang filled two bowls of wine with a smile and said.

"You drank this bowl of wine, let me tell you."

Linghu Chong picked up the wine bowl, drank it all in one gulp, and said.

"Dry!"

Tian Boguang also drank the bowl of wine and said with a smile.

"Brother Linghu, since I treat you as a friend, you should follow the rules of the Jianghu. Friends' wives are not allowed to play."

Tian Boguang was smiling.

"Once a man speaks a word, it's hard to follow. If you marry her, I'll let her go immediately and make an apology to her. Other than that, absolutely nothing."

Linghu Chong said with a sigh.

"Do you want me to be unlucky for the rest of my life? Don't talk about it again."

Tian Boguang talked a lot of nonsense again, saying that if you grow your hair, you are not a nun, and there are many crazy things that people can't say.

The little nun hurriedly covered her ears and did not listen to him.

Linghu Chong said.

"Shut up! If you make such silly jokes again, Linghu Chong will be so mad at you on the spot, how can he have the life to fight with you? If you don't let her go, we will fight to the death."

Tian Boguang laughed.

"When it comes to beating, you can't beat me!"

Linghu Chong said.

"Standing up, I am not your opponent. Sitting down, you are not my opponent."

Tian Boguang was not angry when he heard this, he just said with a smile.

"Brother Linghu, what Tian Boguang admires is your courage, not your martial arts."

Linghu Chong said.

"What Linghu Chong admires about you is your sharp swordsmanship standing up, not your sabermanship sitting down."

Tian Boguang said.

"You don't know this. When I was a teenager, I suffered from a cold in my legs. For two years, I practiced saber skills while sitting. Sitting and fighting is my specialty. Just now I and that Taishan school bull... cow... …It’s not that the Taoist despises him, it’s just that I’m used to sitting down and wielding the saber, so I don’t bother to stand up. Brother Linghu, you are not as good as me in this skill.”

Linghu Chong said.

"Brother Tian, ​​you don't know this anymore. When you were just a teenager, you had to practice swordsmanship for two years because of a cold in your legs. No matter how much time you spent, it was only two years. My other skills are not as good as yours, and you can do this while sitting. My sword is stronger than yours. I sit and practice my sword every day."

Tian Boguang said with a surprised look on his face.

"Is there really such a thing? I'm ignorant, but I want to see the Huashan School's Za... Zu... what kind of swordsmanship?"

Linghu Chong laughed.

"These sword techniques were not taught by my mentor, but created by myself."

When Tian Boguang heard this, his expression changed immediately, and he said.

"So that's how it is. Brother Linghu's talent is really admirable."

In martial arts, it is really not easy to create a new boxing and swordsmanship. If it is not for the high martial arts and extraordinary intelligence and knowledge, it will be difficult to find a new way and create a new method.

Like the famous Huashan School, which has been established for hundreds of years, every move and style of martial arts has been honed over thousands of years. It is extremely difficult to change one of the moves, let alone create another way of swordsmanship?
Linghu Chong smiled and said.

"This swordsmanship is so stinky, what's so admirable about it?"

Tian Boguang was surprised and asked.

"It stinks?"

The little nun is also very strange, the sword technique is not good at best, how can there be any bad smell?
Linghu Chong said.

"To tell you the truth, Brother Tian, ​​I go out every morning and sit in the latrine, and flies are flying around everywhere, which is really annoying, so I use my sword to stab the flies. At the beginning, the stabbing misses, but as time goes by, practice makes perfect. Then he stabbed the fly, and gradually comprehended it, and from these sword moves to stab the fly, he realized a set of sword techniques. When using this set of sword techniques, he sat and bowed all the time, wouldn't the smell be a bit unpleasant? Is it?"

Speaking of it.

The little nun couldn't help laughing.

This big brother Linghu is really funny, there is no one who practices swords like this in the world.

Tian Boguang heard this, but his face was livid and he said angrily.

"Brother Linghu, I consider you a friend. You are deceiving people too much by saying this. You treat me, Tian Boguang, as a fly in the latrine, don't you? Okay, I will teach you your way... your way... "

In a martial arts competition between masters, if one's mind is impetuous, it can be said that he has already lost [-]% of his losses. Linghu Chong's words are obviously intended to provoke the other party. Now that Tian Boguang is finally angry, it means that the first step has been counted.

Linghu Chong said with a grin.

"I'm practicing this swordsmanship just for fun, and I have no intention of competing with others. Brother Tian must not misunderstand me, and I will never dare to treat you like a fly in the toilet."

The little nun couldn't help laughing again.

Tian Boguang was even more annoyed, he drew out his sword, put it on the table, and said.

"Okay, let's all sit down and compare."

The little nun was terrified when she saw the fierce light in his eyes.

Tian Boguang obviously has murderous intentions, and wants to kill Brother Linghu.

Linghu Chong laughed.

"Sitting down and wielding swords and swords, you are not as skilled as I am. You are no match for me. Linghu Chong made a new friend today, Brother Tian, ​​so why should he hurt the harmony of the two families? Besides, Linghu Chong's dignified husband is not willing to be at his last Take advantage of your friends when you are good at winning the game."

"This is Tian Boguang's willingness, and it cannot be said that you took advantage of me."

"So, Brother Tian must compete?"

"Be sure to compare!"

"Do you have to sit and compare?"

"By the way, you must sit down and compete!"

"Okay, in that case, we have to make a rule. When the victory or defeat is pending, whoever stands up first will lose."

"That's right! When the victory or defeat is pending, whoever stands up first will be considered a loser."

(End of this chapter)