Super Book Fairy System

Feng Bo E stood on the branch and shook his head, "Sister Abi, we'll talk about the young master's matter later. Now we have a good opponent, let me fight first."

While speaking, Feng Bo E fell upside down, fell from a branch, turned several somersaults in the air, and finally landed lightly on the ground, really like a gust of wind.

However, after landing, Feng Bo'e's figure suddenly shot out without saying hello, and even rushed towards an elder who was closest to him in the north.

The elder was short and fat, holding a steel rod in his hand, seeing the storm coming, he quickly pushed out the steel rod in his hand, and pointed at the key point on the opponent's chest.

Wu Ming's eyes were sharp, and he could see that the elder's hand was extraordinary. It seemed that a light push actually contained great power. If the steel rod as thick as a goose egg hit a key point on his chest, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die.

What a turmoil, quick eyesight and quick hands, not flustered, not retreating but advancing, rubbing his body, narrowly avoiding a blow from the steel rod, stretching out his hand and grabbing it, trying to snatch the steel rod away.

The old man reacted very quickly. With a flick of his wrist, the steel staff turned up and continued to point at the opponent's chest.

"Wonderful." Feng Bo'e gave a big praise, suddenly ducked down and grabbed the old man's waist.

The short and fat old man hit the ground with his stick, and was about to draw back his self-defense, but he couldn't make it in time, so he had to lift his foot and kick it out, hitting the opponent's lower abdomen.

Feng Bo'e slanted and dodged, but he didn't like to fight, and suddenly rushed towards the old man in the east.

Wu Ming only felt a flash of white light, but it was Feng Bo'e who drew out the long knife from his waist and slashed at the old man.

The old man's face was full of red, and he was holding a ghost-headed knife with a thick back and a thin blade, and a very long blade.

"You are powerful in weapons, hehe, I won't confront you head-on." Feng Bo grinned viciously, and suddenly, like a gust of wind, he swung his sword backwards and slashed at the white-bearded old man in the south.

The white-bearded old man was holding an iron mace, which was full of barbs. Wu Ming had known that it was a strange weapon, and the barbs could lock the enemy's weapon, and it was very powerful.

The white-bearded old man saw that Feng Bo'e suddenly slashed at him with his backhand. Although he was very angry, he saw that the red-faced old man's ghost-headed knife had not stopped yet, and he didn't want to fight two against one, so he immediately floated away and did not fight back.

Unexpectedly, the vicious fights in this turmoil have always been based on temperament, coupled with aggressive nature, and did not respect martial arts rules at all. At this time, anyone with a discerning eye knew that the white-bearded old man retreated deliberately to avoid it, but he didn't care at all. Cheng, the steel knife in his hand "swipes" and cuts four times in a row, all of which are vertical and horizontal opening and closing moves, which are hard to parry.

The white-bearded old man would never have thought that Feng Bo E would be so disobedient to martial arts rules, he was furious, and in a panic, he had to use his mace to parry, and took four or five steps back to stabilize his figure.

Since Wu Ming was standing not far behind the white-bearded old man before, he retreated in front of Wu Ming as soon as he retreated. Slashing twice, the saber is like a rainbow, if the white-bearded old man can't resist, even Wu Ming who is standing behind may be affected.

Of course, Wu Ming's martial arts is so strong that it is by no means comparable to turmoil, so naturally he doesn't have to worry about getting hurt.

But if it was replaced by other people, it might not be so, so Wu Ming was very annoyed, the turmoil was too casual, others wanted to give in, but he didn't know how to advance or retreat, if it wasn't for the presence of Azhuabi and Wang Yuyan, he really wanted to go up and snatch him away Bingren, slapped him several times.

Wu Ming shook his head and sighed, and instantly spread his Lingbo microsteps, quickly leaving the area where the two were fighting.

"What a delicate step, wonderful, wonderful. Little brother, let's have a fight." While speaking, Feng Bo'e suddenly withdrew his knife and retreated lightly, leaped forward in a diagonal stab, and stopped in front of Wu Ming. The steel knife in his hand slashed towards Wu Ming's waist.

Wu Ming didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he was not a member of the Beggar Clan, he had no reason to fight with him, it was unreasonable, he really was an unreasonable person.

Just when he was about to teach him a lesson, he heard A Zhu shout: "Fourth Brother Feng, don't beat me up, that Mr. Wu is my friend and Abi's." Actually, A Zhu wanted to say, Fourth Brother Feng, you Stop quickly, you are not Mr. Wu's opponent, but it is inconvenient to say these words.

Feng Bo'e had already released his move at this time, even if he wanted to take it back, it was already too late.

Wu Ming originally wanted to take the weapon out of his hand and capture it, but when he heard A'Zhu's shout, his heart warmed up, so he used Lingbo microsteps and took a step to the left, barely avoiding the opponent steel knife.

"Okay, very good, it's great to have such a body at such a young age. Sister Ah Zhu, don't worry, since he is your friend, I will definitely not hurt him." While speaking, but It was slashing with a knife, Wu Ming laughed to himself when he heard it, but he saw that A'Zhu kept making winks as if to tell him not to fight back, so he didn't fight back, but kept dodging the opponent's saber with lingbo microsteps.

"It's strange, how can the third brother know this kind of footwork?" Duan Yu was very surprised after seeing it. This Lingbo Weibo came from Wuliang Cave, where did Wu Ming learn it from?

Qiao Feng had known for a long time that Wu Ming was a top expert, and his skills were not weaker than him, so he naturally wouldn't worry about Wu Ming's safety, but the more he looked at Wu Ming's footwork, the more he admired him, and he couldn't help but admire secretly, the third brother is little With such an achievement at a young age, he will be invincible in the world in the future.

Lingbo Weibu is indeed the most mysterious footwork among Tianlong. No matter what wonderful moves Feng Bo E uses, Wu Ming can avoid them effortlessly, just like walking in a courtyard.

Although Feng Bo E is warlike, he is by no means an idiot. At this time, he also felt that Wu Ming's strength was by no means equal to his own, so he suddenly withdrew his saber and said in a cowardly manner: "Your body skills are too powerful, I can't cut you, so I won't cut you. I'll find someone else to play with."

Wu Ming couldn't help laughing, and he was not as knowledgeable as him, but all the beggars on the field laughed.

"Why are you laughing, what's so funny." While speaking, the turmoil receded like a gust of wind, and in a blink of an eye, he came to the west and attacked the fourth old man.

The old man had very long arms, and he was holding a soft thing in his left hand. Seeing the storm coming, he flicked his left hand suddenly, and the thing shook, and it turned out to be a sack for rice. When he opened his mouth, he fell on the top of Feng Bo's evil head.

Surprised and delighted, Feng Bo Ei shouted: "Wonderful, wonderful, old beggar, I'll fight you."

Feng Bo'e loves fighting the most in his life. If he meets someone with strange martial arts, he will go up and try it out. The reason why he suddenly attacked Wu Ming before is because Wu Ming's physical skills are amazing. He looks hot, otherwise he will definitely not Shoot him.

Over the years, Feng Bo E has seen many kinds of strangely shaped weapons, but he has never seen this sack as a weapon. Seeing it this time naturally aroused great interest, just like the collector who came across an old antique. .

Soon, there was a whistling wind in the arena, and the long-armed old man danced the sack into a yellow shadow, fighting fiercely with the wind and waves.

Although Feng Bo E is not as good as Wu Ming, his saber skills are actually good, very subtle.

The two came and went, refusing to give in to each other, and in the blink of an eye, they fought hundreds of tricks.

When Qiao Feng saw that Murong Fu's subordinate was able to fight hundreds of rounds with the elders of his gang without showing defeat, he couldn't help feeling a little admirable, and he paid more and more attention to Murong Fu.

Abi saw the vicious turmoil and could not stop fighting for a long time, worried in her heart, so she asked Wang Yuyan softly: "Miss Wang, this old gentleman actually uses sacks as weapons, what kind of kung fu did he use?"

Wu Ming has keen ears and can hear clearly, so he couldn't help being a little curious, only to hear Wang Yuyan say: "His punches and feet are through-arm fists, and the kung fu of making the sack looks like the thirteen strokes of the Dabie Mountain back-hitting soft whip. It is also mixed with the three-section stick routine of the 81st Route of the Ruan family in Hubei, which is very likely to be his own creation."

Wu Ming was very impressed, and thought: "Wang Yuyan really deserves to be a master of memory. She can tell the origin of the other party's martial arts like this, which shows her amazing talent. If she practiced martial arts since childhood, she must also become a master of the generation. Unfortunately, Like Duan Yu, she was full of repulsion towards martial arts, so she missed the best opportunity to learn martial arts."

While Wu Ming was admiring, a familiar and crisp prompt sound suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Ding dong~!"

"Congratulations, you have triggered the Shuxian system task [Help Yi Xuewu]."

"Mission content: Convince Wang Yuyan to learn martial arts, and teach him the Nine Yin Manual, so as to reach the realm of great accomplishment and complete the mission."

"Task time limit: within one year."

"Mission Reward: A Mysterious Book Fairy Treasure Box."

Hearing this sudden mission, although Wu Ming was a little surprised, it was good after thinking about it. In this way, he could take this opportunity to enhance the relationship between the two.

However, how to persuade Wang Yuyan to learn martial arts is quite a headache. I can only think of a way in the future, and I must not act too hastily, otherwise it will be more troublesome to arouse the disgust of the beautiful woman.

As for whether he could teach Wang Yuyan the Nine Yin Manual, Wu Ming wasn't worried at all. With the Chunyang Melting Snow Kung Fu, as long as the other party was willing to learn it, there would be no problem.

Thinking of this, Wu Ming couldn't help looking at the beauty, but at this moment, Wang Yuyan seemed to have noticed something, and even looked up.

The eyes of the two met in the air, and an inexplicable affection seemed to be conveyed in each other's eyes. Wang Yuyan was suspicious, but suddenly she was very shy, she hurriedly lowered her head, and never dared to look into Wu Ming's eyes again, her heart was pounding. Thumping wildly, I don't know why I am like this, and thinking of my cousin who I have a crush on, I feel more and more confused.

Chapter 61

After lowering her head, the distraught Wang Yuyan couldn't help but blame herself. She obviously likes her cousin, so how could she be fond of other men?

But then he recalled Wu Ming's gaze before, it seemed to be filled with a kind of warmth and love, as if in the spring of March, it made people feel unspeakably comfortable.

Could it be that Mr. Wu really fell in love with him?Reminiscing about her cousin she had a crush on, Wang Yuyan suddenly found that her cousin never looked at her with such affectionate eyes, and only regarded her as a cousin, not a woman he liked.

Comparing these two, Wang Yuyan felt a little sad in her heart, she didn't know where her love would go in the future, she just stood there stupidly, dazed in a daze.