Zongwu: Madam, please respect yourself.

"If you want to enter through this door, you must win the martial arts competition. If you enter through this door, you will receive a banquet after the opera is over, and Chen Yuanyuan will receive it personally."

At the entrance of Liuyanfang, the crowd was almost lining up into the street.

Liuyanfang opened two doors.

One door is for ordinary people, and there is no one there.

At the door of the other door, there were people coming and going. Countless rich men in rich robes and even the gray-haired old man were all blocked at the door.

"Step aside!"

Several lieutenants, still wearing armor, were preparing to break in with great force and flamboyance based on their status. All of them were meritorious officials under Wu Guogong, and each of them had made great military exploits in the past. Of course that was all many years ago.

As a former rebel commander, Wu Guogong knew deeply how important military power was.

Therefore, after gaining power, he did not kill the donkey, nor did he disband the army and become a vassal king to enjoy honor and wealth.

Instead, he took advantage of the opportunity to adjust his position and gambled with all his military pay.

In the end, the bet won. In the last month when military pay was exhausted, the maritime trade route was successfully opened and inexhaustible military pay was obtained.

After having money, Duke Wu became more generous to his soldiers and officers.

Although the military law is strict, it only targets ordinary soldiers and does not impose too serious restrictions on generals.

This resulted in the current situation where the generals under his command were so domineering.

Looking at the sign in front of the door, the lieutenants laughed.

He walked in without any hesitation.

Standing at the front door was an old man dressed as a servant, with triangular eyes, a bulbous nose, and a face full of hatred.

I saw several lieutenants coming in.

The chrysanthemum-like smile on his face was extremely charming.

"Have the military lords seen the sign at the door?"

"Old man, get out of here!" The leading deputy stretched out his hand to push him. With his burly figure, it couldn't be easier to push down the old man in front of him.

But it was a pity that the old man stood still and didn't move at all, as if the soles of his feet were rooted to the ground.

"Fellow military lords, as long as you can push the old guy forward today, you can go in. Otherwise, you are asked to stand outside the courtyard and watch the show."

The leading lieutenant's face turned red, and he used ten percent of his strength on his hands, but unfortunately, it had no effect.

"Old Sun, can you do it? You can't even push an old guy."

The deputy general's face became extremely serious, and his companions behind him also noticed something was wrong.

He hurriedly came over, worked hard together, and started pushing the old man in front of him.

But no matter how hard they tried, the old man in front of them still stood firm and motionless.

There wasn't even a drop of cold sweat on his forehead, and there was still an ugly smile on his face, which made people want to slap him and flatten his head.

Wu Gong squeezed into the crowd, and behind him, everyone gathered together.

Looking at the sergeants working together in front of him, Wu Gong narrowed his eyes curiously.

Huang Rong also had some doubts on her face.

This old man did not stand still, but the heels of his feet were touching each other, his legs were tightly together, and the soles of his feet were facing outwards in a figure-eight shape. His appearance was as weird as he wanted.

Logically speaking, there is absolutely no stability at such a pace.

Because martial arts emphasizes taking root immediately.

The so-called standing does not mean standing on the ground.

Instead, it must be at a parallel angle to the ground.

This is also the reason why you should practice horse steps first when practicing martial arts.

Although there are many light skills, they do not pay attention to taking root immediately.

But their steps are also parallel to the ground.

But the martial arts used by this old man are unique.

Very strange.

The famous leader of the Beggar Clan, Huang Gang, couldn't figure out where his kung fu came from.

The expression on Li Qingluo's face was also very solemn. She actually couldn't figure out where this skill came from?

Wang Yuyan, on the other hand, raised her eyebrows, as if she remembered something.

"what!"

But just as he was about to speak, the sergeant in front let out a scream, and then he saw the sergeant in front covering his twisted arm and falling to the ground. The sergeant in the rear also fell together because he could not hold back his strength. On the ground, he looked extremely embarrassed.

But even so, the old man remained motionless.

"I'm sorry, military lords, you guys can't go in through this door today anyway."

The sergeant at the back got up and drew his sword, ready to kill this old guy who had made them lose face.

But as soon as their hands touched the handle of the knife, the long knife had already disappeared from their hands.

The old man bent the long knife fiercely, and the long knife suddenly shattered, and the broken blade pierced into the wall not far away like a meteor.

The sergeants were so frightened that they no longer dared to speak.

He could only turn around and leave in embarrassment, entering through the next door.

Qiao Feng crossed his arms with great interest.

He looked at the old man in the yard and took a step forward.

Unexpectedly, this old man took the initiative to hold his fists and said, "Your Excellency, you can go in."

"Ok?"

A playful smile appeared on Qiao Feng's face: "Why, do you know me?"

The old man shook his head: "I don't know you, but your body is full of evil spirits. It must be the blood on your hands. It meets the standards, so there is no need to compete anymore."

"Then my friend."

"I'm sorry, sir, you can go in, but they can't, unless you let me move my steps.

If you move one step, you can bring one person in. If you move two steps, you can bring three people in. If you move three steps, you can bring as many people in as you want. I won't stop you, old guy. "

"May I ask your name?"

"This nameless person is given the name by the lady, Chen San."

Qiao Feng stretched out his hand and prepared to use force.

Duan Yu took a step forward. He was eager to express himself in front of Wang Yuyan, so he temporarily forgot about the fact that he always disliked taking action.

"Brother Qiao, can you let me try?"

Qiao Feng nodded and stepped aside.

"Master, please!"

The old man was still smiling.

Duan Yu stepped forward and pushed Chen San's shoulder with his palm: "The old man is offended."

Duan Yu gritted his teeth and exerted force suddenly. As the internal energy in his body surged, a serious look appeared on Chen San's face.

He immediately stopped breathing and concentrated, even closing his eyes.

As the two exerted force on each other, ripples visible to the naked eye began to appear in the air.

But Chen San remained motionless, as if a dead tree and an old vine were firmly rooted to the ground.