The prince is very fierce

The autumn wind in the mountain forest is solemn, and the dense bamboo leaves rustle overhead. Occasionally, a small animal runs across the thick layer of bamboo leaves, making a series of noises.

Xu Buling held a long tree wrapped in black cloth and walked slowly through the endless bamboo forest, listening carefully to the movements around him to ensure that he would not be ambushed by anyone who wanted to.

The nightingale didn't carry a weapon. She broke off a small branch and took it in her hand, poking it back and forth on the piled leaves:

"Sir, this place is inaccessible. It doesn't look like there are people there. That Zhong Jiu came too suddenly. Although there seems to be nothing wrong, there must be a monster when things go wrong..."

Xu Buling walked slowly and said with a smile:

"I can't say for sure, but it doesn't look like she has any malicious intentions. Even if she approaches deliberately, she probably wants to settle down in the palace because of my identity. There are never too many customers, as long as she has real ability and dares to raise a price I can afford it, but I’m afraid it’s just a eloquent embroidered pillow, with gold and jade on the outside covered in wadding.”

Nightingale nodded and said: "Zhenren Qingxu is probably seventy or eighty years old. He was born in the previous dynasty and even met the last emperor of Da Qi. I saw it in the book and thought he had died long ago..."

Xu Buling raised his hand gently: "Be polite. If we are really in the bamboo forest, such an expert hears it and has to kick us out."

Nightingale thought about it, so she didn't say anything more and continued to look for gods in the huge sea of ​​bamboo.

The two of them walked not far into the bamboo forest. Footsteps sounded from a distance. Xu Buring looked deep into the bamboo forest:

"There are really people..."

Nightingale immediately became alert and stared around cautiously.

Xu Buling listened carefully, and saw that the other party's footsteps were not covered up, and he strode towards this side. With the naked eye, he could see the swaying bamboo leaves in front of him. If he didn't hear only two feet, he would have thought that a tiger and bear were rushing over from there. .

"He Fang Xiaoxiao, retreat quickly!"

Soon, a loud shout came from the bamboo forest ahead, and a young man with a gun appeared in the bamboo forest.

The man was wearing a black gold-rimmed robe, with a jade crown on his head, sword-like eyebrows and tiger eyes. He looked dignified. He was holding a silver-headed spear. The barrel of the gun was dark and made of excellent workmanship. The complex was red and burned into the fire. At a glance, you could tell it was a spear. A good gun with quite a history.

Xu Buling came to visit the immortal and asked, naturally he was very polite, raised his hands and cupped his fists, smiling:

"I dare to ask, brother, can Master Qingxu do his cultivation here?"

"No, come down the mountain quickly, don't wait for me to do it myself!"

Lin Yusong was still in a hurry to go back and talk to the old god. He had no intention of talking nonsense with Xu Bu Ling. He laid his spear across the bamboo forest and raised his hand to coax people.

Xu Buling frowned slightly and said to himself: If you want to see the real Buddha in the world, you have to go through the door god first. I'm afraid this is the door god...

Thinking of this, Xu Buling didn't say any more nonsense. He picked up the long stick wrapped in black cloth and untied the black cloth:

"Brother, if you can send me out, I'll have nothing to say, but if you can't, please help lead the way."

"Oh!?"

Lin Yusong was stunned. He didn't expect this scholar-dressed knight-errant to be so crazy. He dared to carry a gun without even asking his name, and he wasn't afraid of kicking a metal plate?

"Do you know who I am?"

"I don't care who you are."

"..."

Lin Yusong almost choked to death at these words. He was obviously a little angry. The spear in his hand shook and made a "pop" sound. Then he held the spear in both hands and the tip of the spear was level with the tip of his nose:

"Good boy, look for a fight yourself, but don't blame me for not warning you."

Nightingale stood behind Xu Buling and glanced:

"The starting position of Lin's gun in Hutoushan. The Lin's gun is different from the Liuhe gun. It is famous for its dexterity and cunning. It is divided into twelve positions..."

Lin Yusong was slightly surprised and snorted:

"It's quite discerning..."

But before she finished speaking, Lin Yusong saw the scholar in white standing twenty steps away raised his hand to stop the maid's words, then threw aside the black cloth wrapping the dragon-patterned long spear, and shook it fiercely with one hand, two feet. Shuo Feng trembled lightly like the sound of a sword, echoing in the sea of ​​bamboos; then he held the spear in both hands, the same starting position of the Lin family gun, and was not half inferior to Lin Yusong in terms of fire. ? ? ?

Lin Yusong was stunned for a moment, then got angry and used the Lin family gun in front of the Lin family. Who was he looking down on?

The bamboo forest became quiet, leaving only the rustle of bamboo leaves.

Two figures, one black and one white, stood among the dense bamboo sea, twenty steps apart from each other, keeping the same posture and looking at each other.

Nightingale ran back dozens of steps to make way for the opening, thought for a moment, took out a copper coin from her sleeve, and flicked it into the air.

buzzing

The copper coin rotated rapidly, rose to a high altitude and then fell, landing where the two people's eyes met.

Bang

Two loud noises sounded at the same time, startling the sparrows in the bamboo forest.

The two figures originally standing at both ends suddenly appeared on the path where the copper coins fell.

Gaofeng passed through the square hole of the copper coin and split the whirling copper coin into two.

Lin Yusong's eyes were extremely focused, and he fired his gun at the same time. He was no slower than Xu Buling, but Xu Buling's weapon was longer.

Seeing that the direct thrust was bound to be useless, Lin Yusong immediately changed his tactics and swept across the thousands of troops. The strong wind brought by the spear rolled up the bamboo leaves on the ground, like a big wave hitting Xu Buling. The tip of the spear was on the top of the wave. The dense green bamboo next to him turned a blind eye. The bamboo looked intact after being swept by the spear, but it had been split into two.

Seeing the opponent change his moves, Xu Bu Ling stepped heavily on the ground. His white robes were carried by the strong wind, and his whole body instantly changed from rushing forward to leaping vertically, without any buffering force, as if he was scratching on the ground. A right angle.

"ah"

Lin Yusong fired his gun and missed, then heard a loud roar from above. He looked up and saw Xu Buling, who had leaped to the top of the bamboo forest, holding the long spear with both hands and slightly turning it around behind him. He swung the spear into a half-moon with great force and slapped it down with the momentum of a mountain.

This move was obviously not the Lin family spear, but the killing power was definitely terrifying.

Lin Yusong's expression was slightly condensed, and he raised the spear with both hands without hesitation, accurately blocking the connection between the spear tip and the spear shaft to prevent the spear shaft from continuing to chop his head with the spear tip with its excellent elasticity.

This defense was not a problem at all, the place that could be blocked was the front end of the long spear, just like the end of a whip, which was the place with the greatest force.

Clang

The crisp sound of metal colliding shook the bamboo forest, making Nightingale's ears numb, and he quickly covered his ears with his hands.

Lin Yusong raised his hand to take Xu Buling's blow. His boots immediately sank more than two inches into the mud, but his limbs were like pillars of jade, steady and not even shaking.

But the force was too inhuman, beyond Lin Yusong's expectation. When he took the gun forcibly, his blood surged, his face flushed instantly, and he quickly lifted the long spear on the gun barrel, stepped back a few steps, and said in surprise:

"Who are you?"

Xu Buling was also a little shocked. Since he came to this world, the one who felt the best in fighting was Zuo Yezi. If he shot him with this gun, Zuo Yezi would definitely kneel down. The guy in front of him didn't even shake, and his ability was really great.

After a move, both sides dispelled their contempt in their hearts.

Xu Buling raised the long spear again, his expression more serious:

"Suzhou, Xu Buling, who are you?"

Lin Yusong was stunned, obviously a little surprised, but did not question it. After all, people can be impersonated, but kung fu cannot be impersonated.

"Are you the contemporary Qing Kui?"

"The emperor personally appointed him, but he didn't bring his nameplate."

"..."

After Lin Yusong confirmed that everything was correct, his face became serious, but there was still some excitement in his eyes. The Emperor of Dayue decided to select the world's martial arts champions, and there were only ten places, each of which was a master-level figure who was invincible. He was too young, and it was not appropriate to fight anyone, and he had no confidence.

And the slightly lower-level 'Qing Kui', that is, the first person of the younger generation, only had one place.

Xu Buling was injured at first, and it was against the rules to fight for it. Later, he directly caused a big mess and patted his butt and returned to Suzhou.

The people in the martial arts world would definitely not dare to go to the Su Wang Mansion to challenge the prince, because the status difference was too great, and they were not people of the same class at all.

Originally, the people in the martial arts world thought that they would definitely not be able to snatch it away, so they could only forget the title of 'Qing Kui'. Otherwise, Lin Yusong would not challenge to snatch the ten martial arts champions whose confidence was not good enough.

But now Xu Buling actually came to the door, that's different.

As long as Xu Buling is defeated now, and there is Qingxu Zhenren's fairness, he can definitely take over the title of contemporary Qingkui. No matter how small the reputation of Qingkui is, it is still better than Tang Jiao, the shame of the Ten Wukui. After all, it is a golden plaque written by the emperor himself. There are only eleven genuine Wukui in the world.

Thinking of this, Lin Yusong retreated back to twenty steps away with a spear in hand, and said in a deep voice:

"Lin Yusong, Hutou Mountain, Xiangyang. Please teach me!"

Xu Buling nodded: "It's real, Brother Lin, don't be careless."

"?"

Lin Yusong frowned slightly, holding the gun tightly, and wanted to ask "Was it fake just now?", but in the end he didn't say anything, but was very alert and didn't say anything, ready to go.

Nightingale watched with relish, took out another copper coin and flicked it into the air, staring at it intently, without even blinking.

Buzz buzz buzz

The copper coin rose into the air again and then fell between the two.

"Ah"

The two men rushed forward again, but this time the situation was completely different.

Xu Buling's speed increased several times, and he stepped hard on the ground full of fallen leaves and made two pits. His body turned into a white shadow and rushed out. Wherever he passed, sand and stones flew, and some weeds were bent by the strong wind and stuck to the ground.

Ding-

The sound of the spear roaring like a dragon, and the sound of the copper coin being pierced in half by the spear tip followed closely.

Lin Yusong's face suddenly changed, with a bit of incomprehensible confusion, but his hands did not slow down at all. He dodged the spear sideways and raised the spear to stab the somewhat unclear white shadow, and then...

Bang

A black shadow flew out like a broken sack, knocking off a large piece of green bamboo, with a continuous "squeaky" sound, and the red tassel spear turned several big circles in the air.

After Xu Buling sent Lin Yusong away with a stick, he raised his hand to catch the long spear that fell from the air and tilted his head slightly:

"Let's go, go visit the old immortal."

Nightingale was still a little reluctant, and trotted behind Xu Buling and took the long spear:

"This should be the tiger-headed spear handed down by the Lin family in Hutou Mountain. It has been passed down for hundreds of years. Can I take it back and put it in the ancestral hall?"

"It's just a sparring match, not a trophy. How can I surrender the gun?"

Xu Buling walked into the bamboo forest full of mess, pulled out the unconscious Lin Yusong, and walked into the depths holding his belt... ——

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