"Wow, Brother Shen, where did you find such a beautiful girl? Tsk, she looks like a young lady."
Xin Wan's reaction was still slow. After hearing this, she looked at the expressions on the faces of the five people. She didn't know what they were thinking, and she suddenly became frightened. "What do you want to do?"
"What are we doing?" After the old man tied the horse over there, he came over and said with a lewd smile, "What do you think we want to do? Hahahahaha."
"Girl, I think you are lost." Brother Shen vaguely blocked Xin Wan's escape direction and said, "What do you think of this? You let us brothers have fun, and we will give you food and drink. . Otherwise, hehe,"
Seeing that several people around the fire had stood up and gathered around her, Xin Wan turned around and rushed towards Lao Liu on the right. After all, she was still an eighth-grade monk. Although she had been hungry for almost a day, she regained her energy at an amazing speed.
The old man was holding a rabbit in one hand and Xin Wan's sword in the other. Seeing Xin Wan rushing towards him, he reacted very quickly. He rolled like a lazy donkey and even avoided Xin Wan's punch.
"Humph, where are you running!" But after such a delay, Brother Shen behind him had already chased after him, turned his palm into a claw, and grabbed Xin Wan's right shoulder.
"Bang!" There was a sound, and fists and palms exchanged between the two parties. Although Xin Wan had already started to use her skills, she still took a few steps back in embarrassment.
She has only practiced Qi since she was a child, and has almost never practiced physical training. Although the body is stronger and stronger than ordinary people under the nourishment of spiritual power, its strength is limited. Not to mention that Brother Shen is also a ninth-grade monk, and his power is many times greater than hers.
"Fine fists and embroidered legs." Brother Shen was originally worried about encountering a tough opponent, but after this fight, he was even more determined. Just as he stepped towards her, Xin Wan's arm was twisted by him and she couldn't move.
"Wow, it smells so good!" Brother Shen held Xin Wan in his arms from behind, felt the other person's soft and delicate body, put his nose to the side and sniffed hard behind the other person's ear, and laughed loudly, " I'll take the first soup, and you guys can discuss the order. If you can't take your turn right away, go alone to the edge of the woods to watch. Damn it, I'm going to stop eating and eat this girl first. Hahahaha."
Just when he was about to forcefully tear off Xin Wan's underwear, a voice suddenly came: "Stop! Mr. Shen, what are you doing!"
"Cuan, what the hell are you meddling in!" Seeing the person coming, Brother Shen stopped stroking the struggling Xin Wan's chest with his big hand, narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "If you also want to have fun, Hehehe, I'll let you come after I'm done, and they can just line up at the back."
Among them, only Brother Shen and the young man named Cuan who went out hunting just now are monks. Brother Shen is a monk from Jiangyang County, and Cuan is a monk from Ningzhou. Several people got together the day before yesterday. After the disaster, these people who were strangers to each other got along very harmoniously. It's just that this harmony has disappeared by now.
Cuan Chen threw away the wild bird and bow and arrow he had hunted, and walked slowly towards Brother Shen step by step. As he walked, he said, "Son of Shen, you are still a monk. Where is your honor as a monk?"
"Stop!" Brother Shen hugged Xin Wan even tighter in alertness, and shouted sternly: "Monk honor? Damn it, monks now have such a fucking honor! Those with the surname Cuan, I I advise you not to meddle in other people's business. This girl has nothing to do with you at all. Even if you also like this girl, I captured her, so I should attack her first." He said, and struck down with a palm. , knocking Xin Wan unconscious as she kept struggling and shouting. Just watch him put down the fainted Xin Wan, with his left hand forward and his right hand behind. He stood there with his feet in an uneven position, as if he was about to fight.
"On the way, I just know what your surname is, Cuan. You are a naughty Ningzhou Liaoyi. Today I will let you see the skills of our Yizhou heroes."
Before Brother Shen finished speaking, he stepped forward and at the same time struck Cuan Chen in the face with his right fist like lightning. Cuan Chen, who was already on guard, raised his knees and turned his head. At the same time, he raised his left arm and struck with his right fist like lightning.
"Bang bang!" Brother Shen's fist, which was as big as a sandbag, was blocked by the opponent's right arm as hard as a stone pillar before it hit Cuan Chen's front door. At the same time, the two's knees hit hard. Together. Under the head-to-head confrontation, both sides couldn't help but let out a groan.
At the same time, Brother Shen struck upwards with his left palm. If Cuan Chen's right fist remained in the same direction, his palm, which was enough to break wood and crack rocks, would hit the opponent's right wrist. Although this Brother Shen is only an eighth-grade monk, his natural physique is far better than that of ordinary people, and his fighting experience is even more abundant. He once hunted and killed a tiger alone without weapons in the vast mountains of Zangqi County. He was a famous warrior in Fu County. Originally, he was so excited about joining the army that he could finally show it off in front of the dignified governor of Yizhou, but the cruelty of reality shattered his thoughts.
Before any of their abilities could be used, the army collapsed in confusion. In the darkness, he relied on his superhuman strength to swim across the cold Pi River. It's just that at this time, he no longer had the idea of recovering the troops, and just wanted to return to his home in Fu County as soon as possible.
When Cuan Chen saw the opponent waving his palm, he immediately bent his arm, bent his fist inward, and thrust his elbow forward. Standing on one foot, he twisted his waist, and with the sound of wind, the iron elbow hit the opponent's chest hard. passed.
"Boom!" At this time, the right leg that was facing the opponent's knee fell to the ground.
Seeing the ferocity of the opponent's iron elbow, Brother Shen stepped back and leaned back. Cuan Chen's iron elbow almost brushed the tip of his nose, and at the same time, he kicked quickly with his right foot.
"Boom!" Cuan Chen groaned and was kicked in the chest by Brother Shen. Although Brother Shen flew up during the process of leaning back, it was useless to use his full strength. With Brother Shen's strength, Cuan Chen felt as if he was hit by a sledgehammer, and he was like a kite. His feet flew off the ground.
Just when Brother Shen was lying almost flat on the ground, he slapped his hands on the ground behind him. Not only did he stop his fall, he also straightened up again. Then he bent his legs and kicked his feet, and like an arrow from the string, he rushed towards Cuan Chen who was still flying back.
Before the Cuanchen man landed, he saw Brother Shen rushing up like a tiger. He endured the pain in his chest. Thanks to his hard work in training since childhood, otherwise a commoner would be kicked on the spot if Brother Shen received such a kick. To end up with a broken chest, he bent his legs and tightened his abdomen, bent his arms, exerted force on his waist, and waved his arms upwards, and the person immediately turned somersaults in the air. The first thing that caught his eye was Brother Shen's fists as big as sandbags.
"Bang!" There was a sound, followed by a muffled sound.
"Bang!" There was another muffled sound.
The first sound was the muffled sound of his arms blocking Brother Shen's fist.
The second blow was the sound of his back hitting a big tree after he was hit so hard and flew out again.
"Boy, are you satisfied?" Brother Shen fell from the air. Standing on the ground, he clapped his hands leisurely and said to Cuan Chen who fell under the big tree with a relaxed expression.
Cuan Chen put his hands on the ground and slowly stood up again from the ground. At this moment, he only felt a burning pain in his chest.
"Pfft!" He spat out the rotten leaves and dirt on his mouth, then wiped away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth with his right hand, and stared fixedly at Brother Shen, who was a few feet away, taking a rest.
He slowly raised his right hand, raised his index finger, shook it slightly from side to side a few times, and then said: "I've never been a nosy person. But in my life, I look down on men who bully women. This is what a man has learned to do. Your skills are for killing enemies in battle, not for bullying women. Your boxing and kicking skills are very good, but I look down on you."
This Cuan Chen is from Jianning County, Ningzhou. In the past, the Nanzhong area of Yizhou was known to have local wealthy families with five traditional surnames: Meng, Cuan, Li, Dong and Lu. These five surnames have a long history. The surname Lu is the descendant of Lu Buwei, the prime minister of the Qin Dynasty. After Lu Buwei was executed by the King of Qin, the Lu family moved to the southernmost part of the empire. Since then, the Lu family has flourished in Ningzhou. The Cuan family was the governor who was sent to Ningzhou to govern the barbarians of all ethnic groups during the post-Shang Ming Dynasty. The surname Li is a descendant of Li Bing, who built the Dujiangyan Irrigation System in Shu after the Qin State destroyed the Shu State. After assisting Tang Meng in digging and opening the Five Feet Road, this branch stayed in Ningzhou. The Meng surname is the descendant of the people who sent generals from the Chu Dynasty to the central Guizhou expedition, and they have also lived here for generations. As for the surname Dong, it dates back to the late Shang Dynasty, when Dong He was the prefect of Yongchang in the Shu region and was very popular among the people here. When the Three Kingdoms were in chaos, the whole family moved from Shu to a place where the war could not reach them.
In the eyes of many people, the people in the Nanzhong area are uncivilized barbarians. Simple-minded, vulgar and barbaric, even a little ignorant. However, in the opinion of many Nanzhong locals, the Shu people and even the people from Jiaoguang are too cunning and far less honest and honest than the Nanzhong people. In the eyes of outsiders, people in Nanzhong will be happy to see what is good or bad. Because in the eyes of Nanzhong people, this is not that they are ignorant of good and evil, nor that they do not know how to adapt, but that they are not afraid of power and prefer to bend rather than bend.
Cuan Chen is such a typical Nanzhong person. The more frustrated he is, the more tenacious he becomes.
Although he had been kicked and punched by Brother Shen, and the severe pain in his chest and arms made him grin, there was no fear in his eyes or any flinching.
"Come on, I can still fight!" Seeing the shameful and angry Brother Shen swooping towards him again, Cuan Chen said softly but firmly, and at the same time he rushed forward without hesitation.
For the monks on the Shangluo side, fighting with others with bare hands is really the most vulgar behavior. If you are a poor monk from a humble family, you must have a long sword hanging on your waist. If there is a fight, both sides usually compete with each other with swords. In the eyes of the monks there, fighting with bare hands is something only civilians can do.
But that was Shangluo.
For an unknown monk like Brother Shen who comes from a small and remote place, he has grown up fighting since he was a child, and his skills in boxing and kicking are really rich. When it comes to swordsmanship, Brother Shen may not be able to do three moves in front of Wang Tianci, but when it comes to fists and kicks, if everyone doesn't use spiritual power, I am afraid that Wang Tianci will be defeated in front of Brother Shen in three strikes, five, five, and two. He was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.
But Cuan Chen is also a person who is good at this.
Ningzhou is remote and backward, and does not produce iron. For people there, a long sword is really a luxury item, and a long sword that can be engraved with runes is even more rare. Even for a person like Cuan Chen who came from a powerful family in Jianning, it would be hard for anyone to fight with a sword without using a sword.
Swords can be damaged.
And the casting masters and rune masters in Ningzhou are really rare. Because of this, the monks who wear swords in Ningzhou cherish their swords very much, and they are really hard-earned. When a fight breaks out, use fists and kicks to resolve the matter if you can.
Cuan Chen suffered a loss just now, so he became more cautious this time. Seeing the opponent charging towards him with a punch, he turned his right hand into a fist and slashed towards the opponent's wrist without any intention of attacking.
How could Brother Shen let him cut his wrist? His punch seemed fierce, but it actually had enough energy left. He immediately turned his fist into a palm and grabbed Cuan Chen's right hand. At the same time, he exerted enough strength to move his right hand towards the opponent.
Cuan Chen saw that the opponent's punch was coming with more force, so he extended his left arm to try to deflect the opponent's punch. As soon as he made a move, Brother Shen immediately turned his fist into a palm and grabbed his left arm, and then pulled him towards his arms with both hands. At the same time, he raised his legs and knees, hoping to make the opponent unable to stand again with one move. stand up.
"Bang!" With a sound, the knees of both sides hit each other again. The severe pain caused both sides to grin, but neither side's hands let go, and they both grabbed each other's arms tightly.
Brother Shen laughed ferociously. Brother Shen is very big and tall, and Cuan Chen's system is much shorter in front of him. At this time, the two sides were so entangled that in Brother Shen's view, Cuan Chen was like a flying insect caught in a spider's web and could no longer break free.
Just watch his head tilt back slightly, and then crash down like lightning.
"Boom!" There was a muffled sound, followed by two more muffled groans, and the two figures separated.
Brother Shen held his forehead in pain, feeling stars rising in front of his eyes. Before he woke up, a gust of wind came and he was hit hard by a punch on the right side of his face.
"Boom!" Brother Shen's huge figure shook twice and fell straight to the ground.
Cuan Chen did not continue to beat Brother Shen. Brother Shen lay on the ground for a while and then sat up. He looked at Cuan Chen with a complicated expression and said, "Tietou Kung Fu? You actually used your spiritual power? For an unrelated person, you actually have to use your spiritual power?"
"Spiritual power is very precious." Cuan Chen said while walking towards Xin Wan who was still unconscious there: "But what is more precious is people and honor. Since I was a child, books have always told me how prosperous Yizhou is. , the people over there are so rich and noble. During this trip to Shu, I found that I was wrong."
Cuan Chen was recommended as a scholar by the prefect of Jianning County after he came of age the year before last. Their family has settled here since his great-great-grandfather came here to serve as an official. According to his great-great-grandfather, although this place is backward, the people here are far simpler than the people in the Central Plains. Between heaven and earth, human beings are the most precious thing, not some spiritual power, not some treasures, not some magical weapons.
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