"Jiang Zhang, if you scare a junior with such words, you are really promising. Come on, why don't you tell me your reasons again and see if you can also scare me?"
When the owner of the voice put his hand on the young man's shoulder and then said these words, the poor young man knew the identity of the visitor without turning around. He was not the sloppy guy who lived across the street from him and had three meals with him every day. Who else could there be, a man, a prince, a king, a minister?
On the opposite side, Jiang Zhang's expression became even more gloomy the moment Hou Junchen appeared. Seeing the sloppy man's half-smiling expression made Jiang Wusheng even more embarrassed, with a cold light in his eyes. He squinted his eyes and stared at the carefree town watchman opposite.
At this moment, these two old friends understood each other. Jiang Zhang knew what happened just now in his heart, and the sloppy man opposite also knew it.
When the poor young man took out the money, Jiang Zhang's heart began to tremble almost instantly. Su Sanzai was usually like a dragon who could see the head but not the tail. Others who wanted to see him could not find him at all. Where are the others, but whenever he appears in the world and deliberately goes against someone or some people, except for at least the second-level and above disciples, even the third-level immortal sect may not really be able to withstand it. Stay away from his misfortune!
It is true that Jiang Zongfeng is a martial saint of the ten realms. This height is enough to become an immortal figure flying in the sky in the eyes of countless Jianghu people. No matter which of the three paths of essence, energy and spirit, the immortal figure has the majesty of the three realms. , even if it is just the first step towards this threshold, it is enough to dominate the country for a while, but there is an old saying that goes well, people have to die when comparing others, and goods have to be thrown away when comparing goods. He, Jiang Chang, is a god in the sky. He also had to see who he could compete with, and it just so happened that the young man in black with a notoriously weird temper was exactly the flying dragon in the sky in the eyes of a ten-level warrior!
That night in the Chu family courtyard, Mr. Cui's words when he introduced Su Sanzai, "He is very capable and his seniority is also very high" were never false words.
So at this moment, Jiang Chang looked at the sloppy man across from him with an expression that was more like a smile than a smile, and more like a mockery. He immediately realized what it meant to be ashamed of himself. He became angry and could only use evil words to cover up the embarrassment in his heart, "Hou Junchen, How can you, a pathetic lost dog, have the nerve to face me here? When the catastrophe in the Shenhou Mansion came, you didn’t dare to die, and you had already run away with your tail between your legs. Is it possible that you want to show off your martial arts to me here today? Mental anger? Let me ask you, do you still have the courage to move forward? Isn’t it already broken into pieces?!"
Many years ago, the Donghai Shenhou Mansion in Shijizhou was famous in all nine continents. It supported half of the third-grade Aolai Kingdom. Together with the royal ancestral hall of the Aolai Kingdom, it was the double wall of the empire. It was unparalleled in the limelight. However, in the end, the result was because of an incident. An unexpected catastrophe struck, causing the entire palace of this noble prince that had been illustrious for thousands of years to be destroyed!
Among the generals of the Aolai army who led troops from all over the western border of the empire to support the Shenhou Mansion, there was Jiang Chang. Unfortunately, by the time they led the army to the boundary of the Shenhou Mansion, the prince's mansion had been occupied by themselves. The powerful enemy they provoked was razed to the ground, along with the hundreds of thousands of powerful troops under his command. Except for a few who were out and about, no one was left alive. Everyone died in a miserable state! As for the Hou family, except for the whereabouts of the young master of the Shenhou Mansion who is known as the future number one person in the Aolai Kingdom, no one has survived!
Now, decades later, Jiang Zhang actually never thought that he would meet his old friend in Northwest Liguanzhou, which is hundreds of thousands of miles away from Dongshijizhou by mountains and seas, let alone that person in Xianyi. The young prince of Angry Horse will be reduced to such a miserable state of being unkempt and disheveled!
So, Hou Junchen, who has ended up like this, not only has his courage that once made countless generals in the army envious, but also his courage as a warrior who cannot fight back when he is defeated by others, he no longer has it, right?
Looking at the sloppy man in front of him who has no arrogance except that annoying smiling face and no longer has the grace of the past, Saint Jiang Wu, who has long since changed his family and become the chief worshiper of the Yunlin Sect, smiles ferociously, and even feels vaguely carefree and energetic in his heart. Sheng! I think back then, countless proud lieutenant generals of the national army, including myself, were overwhelmed by this man's outstanding talent. Now the situation has changed, and finally it's time for you, Hou Junchen, to stand in the limelight. How dare you come here? If you are arrogant in front of me, do you think I am still the nine-level heavenly being who was a head shorter when I saw you? !
Seeing Jiang Zhang's happy face, the sloppy man with one hand still on the young man's shoulder still had the same calm, relaxed expression and standing posture. It was just that when the man said that his courage was broken, this man who had not been involved in worldly affairs for many years The man who was working in the small town finally raised his eyelids slightly, looked at this old friend for many years, and said in an incomprehensible tone: "I'm just beating you. Is it that important whether my courage is broken or not?"
This was said very lightly and casually, as if it shattered the martial courage that countless warriors in the world could only ask for. It was such a trivial matter that was not worth mentioning. It seemed that it would be better to shatter the poor boy Chu Yuanxiao and serve him a meal. That porcelain bowl is as distressing as it is.
But the person who spoke was so casual, and in the ears of the listener, it became an undisguised contempt and insult. It was a shame and a big insult, nothing more!
There is a widely circulated habit in Jiuzhou Jianghu. The three realms on the Wufu Road are both the names of realms and titles. Since Jiang Zhang ascended to the Tenth Realm of Wufu thirty years ago and became a martial artist in the Martial Saint Realm, the three words "Jiang Wusheng" have become the name of many people. The only name he called him after meeting him, and the word "Martial Saint" has almost become his greatest honor in this life. Compared with the title of general of the high-ranking general of the country's military, or the later chief of the fourth-grade Yunlin Sect. The titles he was given were more satisfying to him and more complacent to him. Nothing could be better than what he wanted in his life! But it was such a realm title that he finally earned with half his life, but in Hou Junchen's mouth, he only received the word "just"?
"Okay, okay, Hou Junchen, I thought that you have been reduced to this, that you can make a living by doing odd jobs, but I didn't expect that you have fallen into such a low status that you have to rely on flattering people to make a living. In a respectable manner, since you burned the cold stove for Na Su Sanzai so sincerely, if you didn’t end up in a fight and ended up seriously injured and on the verge of death, how could anyone see your hard work and hard work, and how could you beg for mercy from your new master?” The anger in Jiang Chang's heart at this time had almost burned away his sanity. He didn't even remember the reason for his trip. He could no longer see the down-and-out young man in his eyes. He just stared at the sloppy man and gritted his teeth and said: "Today, I The chief minister of the Yunlin Sect, Jiang Chang, is here to ask the princes and ministers of Quan to determine the winner and loser. Each of us is determined by his destiny. He is responsible for life and death, and he is no different from anyone else!"
Opposite me, the slovenly man whose ears were buzzing after being yelled at by Jiang Zhang was a little speechless. He raised his hand and stretched out a finger to pick out his ears, and then looked at the large piece of pale hair that was knocked out of the ear hole. He flicked the yellow earwax casually and wiped it on his body. Then he looked at the sturdy man in brocade clothes opposite who was about to be pissed to death, and said helplessly: "Jiang Zhang, you are a great master of the Tenth Realm Martial Saint. Well, when did you learn to be like those useless people who don’t have strong fists and only rely on loud roaring? I’m going to declare a challenge. Why are you roaring so loudly? Do you want to kill me? The Buddhist lion’s roar is also Isn't that how you use it? Or do you think that just by shouting before taking action, you can unleash all your bastard energy and kill everyone?"
Jiang Chang laughed angrily, glanced at the two people opposite him, and then without saying another word, he bent his knees slightly and instantly stood up from the ground, turned into a rainbow and flew further outside the town, with the flashing lights all over his body. A layer of dazzling golden light that only belongs to the martial arts golden body of a high-level martial artist left a long arc as he crossed the sky, like a rainbow that lingers for a long time.
Yanguan Town did not allow outsiders to take action, so Jiang Chang chose to stay away from the town and choose another place for the decisive battle.
The two people who were still standing at the east entrance of the town raised their heads and watched Jiang Qiang fly further and further away, and finally slowly disappeared into the sky. The young man turned back to look at the sloppy man next to him who was also about to leave, and asked worriedly: "Are you sure?"
The sloppy man paused, turned his head to look at the young man, grinned, and said in a teasing tone: "If you follow the way you talked before, shouldn't you say at this time, 'If you can't kill that Jiang Chang, don't eat from me in the future.' Is it right?"
Chu Yuanxiao rolled his eyes when he heard this, "Am I the kind of heartless person?"
Hou Junchen smiled when he heard this, "Yes, this is the normal way of speaking!"
After that, he glanced at the worried expression on the young man's face and chuckled: "Don't worry, although I haven't fought with anyone for many years and have had many babies, do you still remember you?" The truth that was given to Ke Yuzhi at that time?"
After the words fell, before the young man could recall what that truth was, the sloppy man disappeared in a flash of wind, leaving the young man alone standing under the old locust tree with a book in his arms, listening to the wind blowing and watching the swaying copper bell. , look at his martial arts fist knocking on the gate of heaven!
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Between the sea of clouds in the west of the town, the Tianzihao guest room.
Today, only the second head of the Mo family and the old shopkeeper of Yunhaijian are here. Since Qin Guxi moved into the inn, except for eating, resting, and necessary outings, these two people have basically been sitting on the two sides of the chessboard. On the side, he took the trouble to play one game after another. First, the little girl in red, who had never been able to sit still, couldn't bear it. She sneaked out of the inn and wandered around for a while before returning, and then she used to be calm and talkative again. Fansheng, who was extremely patient, was also forced out of the door...
So at this moment, two old men were still playing chess in the guest room. The girl in red, Jiang Chenyu, was bored and sat beside them. While watching the two boring old men playing chess with a grimace, she ate crispy dates from the fruit plate on the table. Two The old man didn't have any objection to the sound of the girl gnawing the crisp dates like a little hamster. The two of them rarely spoke to each other. They just kept playing chess in silence, and the outcome of each game was uncertain.
Just when the two warriors at the east entrance of the town were facing each other, and Jiang Chang said the word "asking fist" to the sloppy man, a magic move happened to happen in the chess game between the two people in the guest room, and Mo, who had a huge advantage, Qin Guxi, the second master of the sect, looked at the chess course that seemed to be winning. He looked up at the old shopkeeper who used to hold the white pieces and asked with a smile: "Mr. Fan, how do you think this flying knife is used?"
The old shopkeeper had been frowning slightly since before. At this moment, he seemed to have ignored Mr. Qin’s question. He still carefully looked at the dots on the plate with his eyebrows. After a long examination, he finally Still letting out a long sigh, he raised his hand and sprinkled a few chess pieces on the chessboard, thus admitting defeat.
After doing this, the round-faced old man slowly raised his head, looked at the old man opposite and smiled, while shaking his head and saying slowly: "Mr. Qin is indeed a better chess player. Bai Zi has already saved a move earlier." , but still inevitably fell into the leeward position, allowing your flying knife to kill the dragon. It can only be said that the chess skill is high and deep, and one step away is a thousand miles away. After one wrong move, you are destined to be unable to recover. "
After the old shopkeeper said these words, the two people sitting across from each other were slightly silent. It was not until a moment later that Momen Qinzi slowly sighed, shook his head and said: "It's not a matter of chess skills, it's just that the two sides have different requirements. , A is honey, B is arsenic, there is nothing wrong with that move, but if you enter this game of chess, you are destined to be caught in pain, and time is also fate, and it is no different from others."
Sitting aside and listening to the two old men playing riddles, she felt a headache. When her master finished speaking, she finally couldn't help it. She quietly raised a palm and asked carefully: "Can the two old men say something?" Can you tell me something that I can understand? Playing and watching chess is boring enough, but you still talk so secretly that it makes people’s heads hurt!"
The little girl made the two old men laugh by slapping her head with a sad face. Then Mr. Fan, the shopkeeper who lost the game, began to be responsible for sorting the chess pieces. He didn't have to pick them up one by one. He only saw one. Slightly raising the palm of the hand upward, the black and white chess pieces floated into the air on their own, then dispersed on their own like soldiers forming a formation, and then flew back to their respective chess boxes on both sides of the chess board.
The second master of Momen, who was idle, raised his hand and gently pushed the fruit plate on the table, closer to the girl. Then he looked at his proud disciple who had snatched it and said with a smile: "My family Little Chen Yu is a grown-up girl now. There is no need to learn too much about playing chess. As long as you practice boxing well and can convince my apprentice grandson-in-law who is a boy from another family, you will have learned the best boxing skills! "
As he said this, the little girl who had just stuffed a few dates into her mouth and had bulging cheeks choked heavily. She blushed and coughed several times. When she finally calmed down, she turned around and stared. Then the old man, his master, cursed: "An old man who can't chat is not a good cook!"
After saying that, without waiting for the old man with a deep smile to reply, the little girl angrily picked up the plate of crispy dates on the table and carried it behind the desk. Only the two old men were left, smiling at each other, and one started to start again. After a while, one person raised his hand to add tea to each of them.
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Two hundred miles east of Yanguan Town, in the depths of a deserted and rugged mountain range, two high-ranking warriors standing on the mountaintops on both sides of the valley faced each other from a distance.
It was getting late at this time, and the sun was no longer visible on the western horizon. There were only a few narrow rays of golden light that were as bright as swords rising into the sky, illuminating a large layer of fish scale clouds on the horizon that were colorful and purple.
Jiang Chang, the tenth-level martial artist who arrived here first, has been waiting for a long time, so this free time is enough for him to complete all preparations for the match in advance, such as breathing, regulating Qi, mobilizing heart Qi, moving muscles and bones, etc. As a warm-up method, although he had previously ridiculed the sloppy man with words when he was in the small town, the Immortal monks were most afraid of underestimating the enemy when fighting against others, so they had to make sufficient preparations. Hou Junchen was in Ao back then. When he came to the country, he was a shining pearl on the martial arts road. He had been able to outdo his peers in the country for many years and could not raise his head. Therefore, although the previous verbal test confirmed that his martial courage was broken, it did not mean that he could take it lightly when facing him. .
In the tenth realm of martial arts, that slovenly man entered the threshold at least half a century earlier than him. His talent and talent are evident, and he is by no means easy to come by! To fight against him, to underestimate the enemy means to end up with the right method of death!
After the sloppy man who arrived late arrived at the battlefield pre-selected by his opponent, he stopped flying at the foot of the mountain. Instead of flying directly to the top of the mountain, he chose to climb to the top of the mountain step by step under the gaze of his opponent.
Ever since, in the eyes of Jiang Zhang, the Martial Saint on the top of the mountain opposite, this old friend whose dress and appearance had already changed drastically, now every time he takes a step up the mountain, his aura becomes higher. He climbed up step by step as if undoing the seal. When he finally stepped onto the top of the mountain and turned around, the word Hou Junchen was no longer related to the word sloppy. Although the shabby and dirty clothes were no different from before, his clothes were no different from before. The layer of invincible aura all over his body has become as real as a substance, reaching up to the sky. The warrior's energy and blood are as grand as the sun in the sky, soaring so high that the clouds above his head scatter in all directions, creating a huge hole in the sky high in the sky. The circle hole is coming!
When Jiang Zhang saw the formation on the opposite side, he felt a little uncontrollably absent-minded. His eyes were glazed over and he murmured in disbelief: "How is it possible that you can do this even if your courage is broken?"
The so-called martial courage is an insurmountable towering pillar on the road to martial arts practice. Not every martial artist can possess it. It is exactly opposite to the so-called literary courage of scholars.
It has been said before that when a martial artist punches, he must have the spirit of victory to move forward and never return the victory. As the saying goes, "A brave warrior is like a prince in the city." The spirit of victory in every battle is necessary to support the strength and distance of the fist. The capital is unique! But if you want to have martial courage, it is not just a question of whether you have a strong mind and whether you believe in victory. There are thousands of warriors in the world. Victory is easy to come by, but invincibility is hard to find. As the old saying goes, "There is no first in literature." Wu Wu Second', a person believes that he will achieve success with one punch, and one punch, no matter who is in front of him, these are two different things!
Of course, Wu Dan is not just as simple as "confident and invincible". There are also some things that are mysterious and mysterious, which are not explained to outsiders.
In addition, martial courage is a rare thing, but it is also a double-edged sword, because once the martial artist pulls it up and then drops it, it will easily turn into a piece of marinated tofu. It is not easy to lift, but it is higher than it. Once the first-level martial courage is shattered, it is almost impossible to get back to the top. The difficulty level is only a small distance away from the road to death.
So at this moment, Jiang Chang looked at the martial arts warrior across from him who was emitting golden light that was more than real, and whose energy and blood surged through the sky. He felt a shuddering feeling rush straight from his back to his head. It was unbelievable.
Hou Junchen turned around and looked at Jiang Chang across a valley. When he saw the shock in the man's eyes, he couldn't help but feel a little funny. Although the situation seemed not right, he still asked with a chuckle. One sentence: "Jiang Wusheng, why do you have such an expression? The winning spirit that you earned for yourself by deliberately fighting for supremacy with your words in Yanguan Town seems to be a little unreliable at this time? You really need to give up. Are you going to start all over again with this breath?"
After being reminded, Jiang Chang came to his senses instantly. Although he was still a little unbelievable, at this moment he stopped thinking wildly, kept his mind calm, and even gave Hou Junchen a grateful look!
When a martial artist asks about boxing, the most taboo thing is to be distracted and to be timid before fighting is a big taboo! In such a state of mind, once you lose the match, you will never have the chance to climb higher again. Because you are more timid than losing, you will really become a piece of tofu that cannot be put together. If you want to mention it again, you will have to wait. May God personally speak for help!
Therefore, Hou Junchen's semi-ridiculous question seemed to be sarcastic, but in fact he was trying to save his path to martial arts! Moreover, if a warrior is fighting for his strength and is timid before fighting, the battle will be over!
After this scene, although Jiang Chang no longer felt fear in his heart, he began to feel another kind of awkwardness that made him feel uncomfortable. He gritted his teeth to suppress it, then clasped his fists again and looked at Hou, who was thousands of feet away. The monarch and his ministers said solemnly: "Martial master Jiang Chang, I am asking about boxing today. Please give me some advice!"
On the hill opposite, under Hou Junchen's rags, his muscular body was bulging vigorously. Unlike before, which was as dry as a bone and a skin bag, the golden light around his body was like a god descending from the earth. His expression was also serious and not as casual as before. He cupped his hands and cupped his fists: " please!"
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