Martial arts talent system

Chapter 55 Grievance

However, the middle-aged man stood forward, cupped his hands and said: "My lord, He Jiran, I heard that the dog disturbed your pleasure yesterday, so I came here to make amends." Then, he took a wrapped package from the doorman behind him. Put the package on Li Jianxin's table.

He cupped his hands slightly and said: "Small care, it's not respect. I hope you will forgive the dog's collision."

Li Jianxin didn't look at the gift either, and just said: "Patriarch He is so polite, I didn't intend to care about it, but your kid needs to be disciplined a little bit more, his method of taking people's lives at every turn can be said to be given to him." Get yourself into trouble."

"You..." He Yiyan was about to explode, but was stopped by the head of the Taoist priest with a whisk, "The poor Taoist is also somewhat responsible for the bad guys."

"It's okay, let's go." Li Jianxin waved his hand and said.

"Your Excellency has a broad mind, which is rare for ordinary people, but I don't know your name." He Jiran said.

"Is the name important? If you must have a name, call me Wuming Sanren." Li Jianxin said and threw the brochure he just got from Zhang Liu on the table.

"Okay, Unnamed Sanren, He Jiran in Lower Jingzhou, I came here today to ask for some advice, please enlighten me." He Jiran stepped forward and said.

"I've said it all, I don't care about it, you want to care about it at this time, aren't you just asking for trouble?" Li Jianxin stood up and said.

"Only me and his master can teach the dog." He Jiran said.

Li Jianxin glanced at Daoist Qingxu, but Daoist Qingxu sucked his nose and inadvertently avoided Li Jianxin's gaze. Li Jianxin saw this and said: "Patriarch He, how do you want to compete? Bi or Wubi?"

"How does Wenbi compare? How does Wubi compare?"

"Wen Bi, of course, both sides are talking about the name of the move, and see how to break the move; Wu Bi, you hit me with three palms, and I hit you with three palms. You choose one." Li Jianxin said.

He Jiran heard the words, and remembered that He Yiyan said in front of him yesterday that this person's kung fu practiced horizontally was extremely miraculous, he thought for a while and said: "Since your Excellency said that you can compete in literature and martial arts, why not both of them."

"Okay, since Patriarch He is willing to do so, then I, Wuming Sanren, can only accompany me to the end. Then let's come to Wenbi first." Li Jianxin said with cupped hands.

"Okay, then I will make a move first. I will use the [Sword in the Palm of Yunshan Yixian] in the [Nine Palaces and Nine Swords Palm] to take you up three ways. There are three variations of this style, which are...how do you take it?" He Jiran said, completely ignoring the ridicule of the people around him.

"I lost." Li Jianxin said with a smile.

"You!" He Jiran was a little angry when he heard this: "Could it be that you are teasing me, He Jiran?"

Hearing the words, Li Jianxin said flatly: "Patriarch He, I have never seen this [Nine Palaces and Nine Swords Palm] before, how can I defeat this trick?"

He Jiran heard the words but said seriously: "Okay, I'll show you a demonstration, you just look forward to it." He said that he really wanted to demonstrate the move of [Nine Palaces and Nine Sword Palms].

"Senior brother, you don't want to be deceived by this troublesome unknown person." Daoist Qing Xu said, but his body shivered suddenly, and he took out a medicine bottle from his sleeve and sniffed it before showing a relieved expression.

"Boy, how dare you lie to me?" He Jiran said with an angry expression.

"So?" Li Jianxin turned around and asked.

"Okay, boy, let's fight in martial arts next." He Jiran said.

"Are you sure?" Li Jianxin was talking, and suddenly looked at He Jiran with a smile.

He Jiran looked at Li Jianxin's creepy smile, and felt a little scared in his heart, but he still saved his face and said, "Come on."

"That's right, you know that you will definitely suffer in this martial arts competition, and even more so, it's much better than your son who doesn't live up to expectations."

"Stop talking nonsense, who will come first?" He Jiran asked aloud.

"Your Excellency, please first, if I take a step back, I will lose, and I will definitely apologize to Young Master Ling." Li Jianxin said.

He Jiran laughed angrily when he heard the words, this kid dared to look down on me, He Jiran, and immediately said: "Okay, take my first move." Watching the sword in the palm] directly slapped Li Jianxin on the chest, apparently wanting to teach the arrogant kid in front of him a lesson, but Li Jianxin did not retreat or evade, relying on his body to resist, he heard a slap on the iron block the sound of.

This kid practiced horizontal kung fu so hard, He Jiran knew that Li Jianxin's horizontal kung fu was no small matter as soon as he struck his palm, and he would definitely not be able to deal with Li Jianxin within three moves.

Then he stopped and boasted: "Your Excellency is really good at practicing kung fu all over the body. He is not a master in his studies, so he is not your opponent."

"So you surrendered?" Li Jianxin looked at He Jiran and said.

"I haven't finished the three moves yet, and I haven't lost yet." He Jiran said.

"Hurry up, I still have to eat after the fight." Li Jianxin said casually. He already knew that no one could do anything to him after practicing kung fu in a first-class state. At least the former self couldn't beat him now. Skinny.

"Second trick." He Jiran activated his nine-success force, and opened his five fingers in a strike of [Night Difficulty Sleeping Five Fingers Cold], and each finger pierced Li Jianxin's heart like a sharp sword, but he still couldn't force Li Jianxin back at all. The entire force was absorbed by Li Jianxin's muscles without causing any damage.

"The third move." He Jiran was still unconvinced, and pushed his palms forward with [Autumn Rain Xiaoxiao Nine Swords Sorrow], sticking them to Li Jianxin's chest, and the nine-fold strength of [Nine Palaces] continuously poured into his palms, He wanted to force Li Jianxin back a step.

Daoist Qingxu who was at the side thought that his junior brother was quite good-looking, but this time he used his housekeeping skills. If he still can't help him, I'm afraid I can't do it. The young man in front of him is What's the background?
Li Jianxin received nine levels of strength, and it was not very easy at the moment. His lungs vibrated slightly, as if there was heat rising, but he suffered a slight internal injury. It seemed that he was afraid of multiple strengths because he relied solely on physical defense.Thinking of this, Li Jianxin turned the [Prajna Zen] slightly, and no longer had any strength to penetrate into the internal organs.

Li Jianxin smiled and said: "Patriarch He is really powerful, why don't you stop here?"

"Okay, your Excellency is really powerful, He is not as good as that." He Jiran quickly borrowed a donkey to go downhill, and never mentioned the next three moves.

"Then since it's over here, I'll take my leave." Li Jianxin said, picked up the box of gifts and went into the room. After a while, he went out to settle the rent and walked out.When he got out of the city gate, he threw the gift on the ground and threw out some pastries. After a while, a few sparrows came to peck at it, but they stopped flying.

That night, He Jiran and Daoist Qingxu were drinking in the yard.

Daoist Qingxu suddenly sniffed and said: "Brother, don't blame me for talking too much, I rarely go down the mountain, you really want to discipline your son well, otherwise, what else do you really want to give you?" The family will cause a great disaster." After speaking, he took out a small bottle from his sleeve and took a long sip, showing a comfortable expression, and then he stuffed the bottle into his sleeve with satisfaction.

"Senior brother's words are very true, and I will definitely teach him strictly." He Jiran said with a smile, "By the way, this bliss ointment is exactly what brother wants."

Daoist Qingxu leaned back on the reclining chair, put his feet on the table, squinted his eyes and took out the so-called bliss ointment from his sleeve and said: "It's still my brother's good intentions, this bliss ointment is quite suitable My regards."

"Senior Brother, do you want to try the newly bought Dengxian Ointment? This is the first-class product I got from the Demon Cult when I saw Senior Brother go down the mountain." He Jiran took out a black medicine bottle from his sleeve and handed it to his brother.

"Oh, there is such a good product?" Daoist Qingxu rubbed his nose, stretched out two fingers to take the small black bottle of Dengxian ointment, opened it and took a long sniff, it was indeed much better than the bliss ointment, That is to put away the Dengxian ointment, close your eyes and pretend to sleep, and clap your palms slightly.

"Senior brother has a Wei-Jin style, and looks like a happy fairy." He Jiran said with a smile.

Daoist Qingxu shook his head when he heard the words, untied his bun and said, "That's right, there is no god like me in the world."

He Jiran was silent for a long time when he heard the words... Only when Daoist Qingxu almost fell asleep did he say: "Brother?"

"what's up?"

"Do you remember 19 years ago?"

"Who remembers what happened so long ago?" Qingxu Daochang, who was lying on the recliner, said nonchalantly.

"Didn't you get injured that year? I saved you, you know?"

"Oh... why did you bring this up?" Daoist Qingxu said while lying on the recliner and clapping his hands.

"Didn't a maidservant take care of you during that time..."

"Didn't you say that you suppressed that matter?" Daoist Qingxu said nonchalantly, shaking his two fingers.

"Yeah, I've taken care of everything." He Jiran sighed tremblingly and said, "It's just that a woman gave birth to a boy..."

"Junior Brother, how do you talk about this? Didn't you say that you have already dealt with it?" Daoist Qingxu said lightly, completely without energy.

"Yeah, I've taken care of everything." He Jiran said with a long sigh, this was the most sighed day in his life.

"It doesn't matter, brother, brother, you didn't just rape that maid? Even my wife didn't escape your clutches. I was in the corner at that time. I was waiting for an apology, but you didn't say it. I never touched Ziyi again until Yiyan was born ten months later, and I smothered my favorite woman to death, you know?"

"Are you saying that he is my child?" Daoist Qingxu said as he wanted to get up from the reclining chair, but he had no strength left.

"Yeah, Yiyan is your child. I helped you become addicted to drugs. Hahahahaha..." He Jiran said, "Do you know? How much did I spend to support your son?" Thinking about it? Brother? I just wanted to make him a trash who caused trouble everywhere, and finally..." He Jiran said but was pierced through the back of his heart by a sword.

"I already knew what you said." He Yiyan drew out his sword and looked at He Jiran's dead body.

"One word, one word, quickly save me, master, no, quickly save me, father." Daoist Qingxu stretched out two fingers and said weakly, but the Dengxian ointment just now was laced with poison.

"I don't need garbage." He Yiyan said with a sword piercing the throat of Daoist Qingxu.

"I'm right." A graceful figure stepped out of the darkness and said.

"That's right. So I decided to join the Seven Sins." He Yiyan said.

"Okay, okay, welcome, envoy of the greedy god." The graceful figure said.

(End of this chapter)