Jiang Wen'er almost became angry when he heard the purple-clothed girl's words. He suddenly pressed down the fluttering corners of his clothes, got rid of the 45-degree light, and sat back in the Taishi chair.
"Girl, are there any distinctions between the Pure Clothes Sect and the Dirty Clothes Sect now? These are all outdated terms. Guihuazi will occupy the Ba Min land."
He pointed at the endless Wuyi mountains in the sky and said slowly, "My sect is the one on the top of the towering Wuyi Mountains - I don't want to fight if you don't."
The more he said this, the more the girl in purple became interested.
Recalling the scenery along the way to Chong'an County, mainly confirming that there was no famous sect named Wuyi in the world, the girl in purple nodded.
"It's a competition! This competition is a competition!"
Jiang Wen still sat without getting up, and said in a deep voice: "It's okay to compete, but what bets are you going to make? You can't do it casually, you have to accept the win or loss."
As if she had guessed Jiang Wen's purpose, the girl in purple rummaged through the bald old man's bag for a moment, and instantly took out a bunch of jingling bronze and iron coupons. Although they were tied together, they were of various shapes.
"This girl is the leader of the five sects. Here are the leader tokens of Wei Tuo Sect, Xianxia Sect, King Kong Sect, Minghe Fist Sect, and Liuhe Fist Sect. If you win, you can take it yourself."
The tinkling sound, coupled with the girl's voice, which was like a spring flowing in an empty valley, was like a song, but it made Jiang Wen and Master Luo frown.
As soon as Master Luo heard about these sects, he knew that the other party was well prepared.
There are many kinds of martial arts in Southern Shaolin. The one with the longest history and the greatest reputation is the Five Ancestors Boxing: Yi Da Zun, Second Taizu, Three Walkers, Four Arhats, and Five White Cranes.
Among them, Darzun Quan is also called Shaolin Xinyi Quan. It is a martial art taught by Patriarch Bodhidharma himself. The unique skills of Zhenyi Fist cannot be taught to anyone except the first monk. Naturally, this woman cannot learn it.
But the remaining ones, including the Xianxia Sect's Taizu Fist, the Vajra Sect's Arhat Fist, and the Minghe Fist's White Crane Fist, must have been learned by the opponent at this time.
This time I found my straight-to-the-point Monkey Pigua Fist, which is the alias of the Third Walker Fist. If you think about it carefully, you will see that the other party actually wants to wipe out all the Southern Shaolin martial arts schools.
The reason for Jiang Wen's frown was much simpler.
These unlucky sects all sent their elites to participate in the Tiandihui's battle for the Minyue Royal City. Could they be so unlucky that the girl in purple took advantage of them and snatched the leader's token and special skills?
Combined with this behavior, Jiang Wen has already confirmed that the beauty in purple clothes and silver whip in front of him cannot be Lin Yueru, but Yuan Ziyi from Jin Yong's novels!
They were really unlucky when they met Yuan Ziyi, a person who didn't follow the moral principles of the world...
The influence of Jin Yong Jianghu seems to have strengthened again.
Unlike other supporting characters who came out of nowhere, Jiang Wen had already heard traces of the fictional character Chen Jialuo from the historical figure Chen Jinnan. At this time, he met Yuan Ziyi, one of the heroines of "Flying Fox Story", in Chong'an County.
In the original work, Yuan Ziyi walked alone in the world. When did she have a father and sister? Could this bald old man be Foshan bully Feng Tiannan? Or maybe it's Mu Nianci and Yang Tiexin?
Jiang Wen secretly thought that although he was not afraid of martial arts, the chemical reaction of Jin Yong's Jianghu affecting the Ming and Qing Dynasties had to be prevented, and it was not suitable to act rashly.
"Girl, we are both leaders. This competition is natural, but it is not a competition between me and your sister."
Jiang Wen rolled his eyes and guessed the other party's little plan.
He only holds the position of leader, but the opponent has five. Even if he loses a game, he can immediately make up for it from Master Luo. Why not take advantage of such a sure-win situation.
"Wen Ding, go and cheer up Master!"
The tea in Master Luo's mouth almost spurted out.
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"Headmaster Jiang, think clearly! My sister is so fierce with her fists and kicks, what if she hurts the child?"
Yuan Ziyi's expression was serious and cold, and he regarded Jiang Wen as another man in the world who was just fishing for fame.
But her face was so sweet that people couldn't bear to look away from her as soon as they saw her. Even if she questioned her sternly, it would just make people think she was blaming her.
The tall woman stood silently in the courtyard with a slight smile, holding her fists in a nice posture, revealing half of her well-proportioned white arms.
"Master Jiang, please!"
Being choked by two women in turn would make someone else blush, but who is the leader of Jiang University? As a veteran who was ecstatic on one occasion and in tears on the other, and who hanged the Doge of Venice on Sunday, he had already mortgaged his face to Jewish businessmen.
Jiang Wen glanced at Hong Wending, and the child knew the master's intention. He flew out of the distance of more than ten feet and faced the tall woman face to face.
Realizing that the other party didn't bother to fight with an eight or nine-year-old child, Hong Wending cupped his fists and saluted. Frost suddenly appeared on his childish face, and his eyes showed a cold light that was exactly the same as his father's.
I saw Hong Wending lunging with his right lunge and thrust forward with his left fist. His palm was like a tiger's claw and stirred up a gust of wind. It was really like an evil tiger emerging from the forest, ready to pounce on people!
After all, the tall slender woman was an adult, and her hands and feet were slender. She turned left with a false step, using a narrow horse posture to get out of her way. She raised her pink fist to lift Hong Wending's arm, blocking the incoming tiger claws.
But avoidance didn't solve the problem.
Hong Wending was a big kid, and he took advantage of the opponent's left foot to break into the opponent's center goal.
Hong Wending used his left tiger claw first to grab the woman's wrist and pull it down to the left. He quickly pushed her out with his right palm. It turned out to be a series of moves with both palms. He directly grabbed the opponent's arm and planned to run towards the door again!
"This tiger patrolling the mountain is already quite popular."
Jiang Wen stroked his non-existent beard and praised his apprentice with an old-fashioned look.
Master Luo and the woman in purple didn't know what was going on, thinking that this was really the apprentice taught by Jiang Wen, and secretly sighed that they had such skills at such a young age.
The woman in purple clothes was already hesitating. Although the master in front of her looked young, she was afraid that her kung fu would be even more advanced!
Only Fu Ningdie was watching the fun while cracking melon seeds and secretly rolling her eyes.
They had only been up the mountain for a few days, so why was this bad master so shameless that he dared to take the credit for himself?
The tall slender woman was hit by surprise, but she did not lose her position after all.
Her narrow horse stance remained unchanged, her arms suddenly rotated inwards so that her palms were facing downwards, and her clasped hand moved forward with a dart hand. The other free arm was also placed on Hong Wending's hand, and his hands suddenly reached forward.
After letting out a sweet shout, she struck out quickly and slowly, her hands faintly like dragons coming out of water, as if she wanted to break through the sky with the help of sudden rain and thunder!
"My sister's double dragon exploring the sea is not bad! After all, the tiger that descends from the mountain like your apprentice cannot compare to the dragon that crosses the river."
Yuan Ziyi said with a smile, feeling relieved in his heart. As long as his sister did not lose carelessly, the final victory would still belong to him.
It's just that the young leader opposite was too insidious and actually sent such a powerful child. If it weren't for my sister's already perfected boxing skills, I'm afraid she would have suffered a lot.
"White Crane Fist."
Jiang Wen said slowly, "Since you are also from the Southern Shaolin family, why bother causing trouble everywhere."
