In a state of solemnity, Yuan Ziyi stood on tiptoes and looked around, obviously frustrated by the host's cold attitude towards him.
She searched around and decided to start with someone she knew. When she found Jiang Wen, who was wearing a blue robe, he asked in a low voice.
"Master Jiang, why don't everyone say anything?"
As a little red in the green bush, Jiang Wen silently stepped back half a step, keeping a safe distance from Yuan Ziyi to avoid any strange looks from the surrounding martial arts people. However, when he saw Yuan Ziyi approaching reluctantly, he finally He whispered slightly helplessly.
"Miss Yuan, you two must have been preparing for the lion awakening for a long time. You have worked hard on it on weekdays, right?"
Yuan Ziyi looked at each other and smiled at the charming girl not far away, and raised the lion's head in his hand slightly proudly.
Jiang Wen continued: "You haven't mentioned this to others, and you've never asked others about the rules, right?"
Yuan Ziyi asked with some confusion: "Of course, I didn't even tell Sister Yan. What's wrong?"
"No wonder. You may not know that the rules of lion fighting in martial arts schools are that you cannot use swords, guns, swords and halberds, because this is obviously contrary to the 'lion shape'. How can a lion in the world hit people with a knife or a whip? A snow-capped mountain lion dog?"
Jiang Wen continued to explain, "Even if folk martial arts schools really want to do something dirty, the best they can do is replace the lion horns originally made of bamboo strips with iron wire, and use the lion horns as a weapon to attack the opponent during the lion fight, and take the opportunity to defeat the opponent. Lion head.”
"I see. No wonder the other teams of lion awakening don't look at us seriously."
Yuan Ziyi suddenly realized and looked down at the silver whip around his waist, but his expression suddenly turned evil, and he didn't know what Xiao Jiujiu was planning.
Jiang Wen quickly continued to explain: "Your lion dance technique did not follow the rules, but it caught the opponent off guard. When the opponent was in a hurry on the high platform, he stepped on the lion's head, which was taboo, so it was not good for them to use your whip to entangle people. He should be held accountable, otherwise he would have been kicked out long ago."
Yuan Ziyi lowered her face in dissatisfaction and said: "Then they really lost to me. How come there are so many stinky rules about winning or losing?"
"Do you really think the other party is weak?"
Jiang Wen said with a smile: "The Colored Lion just showed off the skill of using his legs as swords. If he really uses his hands, life and death will still be between the two. It will never be as easy as you just felt. But you can bring it with you When the eldest daughter of the family competes in the ring, it doesn't mean she has defeated the Luo family."
After chatting in a low voice for a long time, Jiang Wen noticed that a girl appeared next to him, blinking her big eyes and looking at him, and then asked quickly.
"This girl, I'm sorry Jiang is here for the first time. I haven't asked you yet how to call her?"
The charming and naive girl imitated the movements in person and saluted Jiang Wen and his entourage, but her bright eyes were filled with indescribable agility and elegance, and her brows were as clear as a frightened deer looming in the forest.
"My name is Luo Shuang'er, and the person on the stage is my father. Head Jiang, I often hear Sister Ziyi talking about you."
Luo Shuang'er's snow-white face has small eyebrows and a small mouth, and she has a slim figure. She is not very conspicuous in the crowd. However, the clear and transparent eyes in her eyes are like shining with the light of thousands of stars, making people fall in love with her as soon as they see her.
It's just that her thoughts and words were a little jumpy, and coupled with her bright and bright smile, she looked a little naive.
"Oh? Why don't you call me Luo Bing... It seems that Yazi is not very smart..."
Jiang Wen muttered to himself, obviously troubled by some inexplicable things, which made Yuan Ziyi confused, and bumped him with his elbow to remind Jiang Wen not to cause trouble again.
"What did you say?!"
"Oh, it's okay, I just don't feel like..."
Jiang Wen got out of her doubts at the first glance, and after a moment of deep thought, she suddenly realized that it was not that her speech was unclear, but because she wanted to express three meanings in one sentence, which made the audience feel that her speech was meaningless.
She answered her name in the first sentence, and revealed her identity as the eldest lady of the Luo family in the second sentence. In the third sentence, she pointed out her relationship with Yuan Ziyi. The combination of these three sentences can clearly explain the causes and consequences of today's meeting, and can also answer the questions that ordinary people have when they meet for the first time.
Contrary to the charming and naive appearance, this kind of logic seems a bit abrupt because it is too rigorous and advanced.
However, just as Jiang Wengang pondered these words, Luo Shuang'er's thoughts had already jumped to other places.
"Master Jiang, I heard that your martial arts skills are very high. Can you compete with me? I have just returned from learning and haven't had the chance to meet a real master yet."
Being stared at by a beautiful girl with big eyes, ordinary people would easily lose their guard. However, Jiang Wen always had mixed thoughts and immediately realized that what the other person said had two meanings.
The first level is that she is now happy to see Hunter Xin and wants to find someone to learn from, and the second level is that she has not seen a master since she learned the art.
The first sentence is easy to understand, so why have you never seen a master?
Ordinarily, there are so many people in the Luo Mansion, and there are also many guests at the martial arts conference. If Luo Shuang'er really intends to compete, is it possible that she doesn't look down on everyone, and that she is even sure to defeat everyone?
This guess was a bit strange, so Jiang Wen glanced sideways at Yuan Ziyi and found that the other party was watching the conversation between the two people as if watching the fun. Apparently, he did not realize that he was also classified as an "ordinary person" in Luo Shuang'er's mouth. , I was looked down upon by my good sisters unknowingly.
"I don't know any Kung Fu. Miss Yuan must be exaggerating. Speaking of Miss Luo, you have outstanding martial arts at a young age. Isn't it Kung Fu from the Luo family? I don't know where you learned it?"
Changing the subject is also Jiang Wen's specialty. Nowadays, the only thing that can defeat the competitiveness of young people is their desire for expression. Inquiring into the origin of martial arts is a big taboo in the world, but Luo Shuang'er smiled like a flower and was obviously happy to share her experience in learning martial arts.
"I have learned martial arts from my father since I was a child. However, my father said that no matter how high the kung fu is, it is like pond water, and no matter how clear the source is, duckweeds will grow. Since ancient times, the trees that are easy to grow will decay quickly, and the skills that are easy to be achieved will not be long. Only by letting go Only in rivers, lakes and seas can they flow forever."
Luo Shuang'er said seriously, "Then I went to Dongting Lake and practiced martial arts under my mentor for four years. It wasn't until I had almost forgotten all the family martial arts and swordsmanship that my father was willing to allow me to go home."
Jiang Wen nodded secretly. The kung fu shown by Luo Shuang'er in the lion fight just now was indeed a shadow of the Huhai Chuanquan. The steps on the table and ladder were also solid, as if facing the bumpy wind and waves, the figure was not disordered, but fine If you think about it carefully, you can see that there are not only the strict military formations of the Louchuan navy, but also the fierceness of the long bridge and the big horses in Nanquan.
The origins of boat boxing can be traced back to the Wu and Yue struggles for hegemony in the Spring and Autumn Period. Soldiers from the two countries had tattoos on their hair, moved like dragons, and could gallop across rivers and seas.
This kind of martial arts is both steady and light, like an arrow on the string, fighting hand to hand, imitating water fighting. It really does not look like the style that women should have when they first meet, so that no one can notice that there are actually two women in the lion quilt. .
"I see. I guess he is a famous Kung Fu master hiding in the city. No wonder this martial arts has never been heard of even by me."
Jiang Wen bowed his hands respectfully and said nothing about the competition.
He took the time to look at the golden basin sink. At this time, a column of high-quality incense had been burned halfway. The disciples of the Luo family were holding silver bottles and pouring water into the golden basin. The sound of rushing water blended with the raindrops in the atrium. However, there was silence in the midst of the commotion, and Luo Yuantong, whose hair and beard was all white, looked like an old but still mighty tiger in the mountains, lying alone in a cave in the mountain forest, not afraid of the wind and rain.
It is hard to imagine that such an eight-foot-tall father would give birth to such a small and exquisite daughter. What is even more strange is that there are many similarities between the two people's faces and facial features. It was only after the influence of Luo Shuang'er's daughter Huizhen that the tiger's appearance was transformed. The eyes are transformed into almond-shaped eyes, and the high-pitched nose is transformed into a beautiful nose. The appearance is similar but the spirit is different, but it will not make people feel obtrusive and repulsive.
Jiang Wen repeatedly looked between the Luo family father and daughter, and finally thought of the most appropriate description, that is, a majestic tiger gave birth to a swift and elegant leopard. After all, they are both cats, so it seems reasonable.
I saw Luo Yuantong's tiger eyes slowly sweeping across the audience. The martial arts masters in Luo Mansion were crowded, including Tiedan Village, Xinghan Gang, Qingqi Gang, Songyang Sect, various boxing martial arts schools, and martial arts masters from all over the world. Holding his breath and focusing his mind, he looked at the high-rise stage in the mansion.
At this time, the incense was still burning, and the curls of green smoke soared upwards, slowly disappearing into the fading skylight.
Washing hands in a golden basin is a ritual held when people in the martial arts decide to retire. The person who washes his hands inserts his hands into a golden basin filled with clean water and swears that from now on he will never use a fist or sword again, and will no longer care about the right and wrong in the martial arts world.
Such a ceremony requires inviting fellow martial arts practitioners to observe and testify. Those who feel guilty usually mean that they will put down the butcher's knife in the future and sincerely repent of their sins. Those who are afraid often mean that they have seen through the various disputes and ugliness in the martial arts world and are determined to withdraw from the vortex and clean themselves up for the sake of their health.
Jiang Wen stood in the awe of the crowd, his mind wide open, and he suddenly recalled a scene deep in his memory. The middle-aged man who looked like a wealthy gentleman and was tired of the disputes in the world had also invited heroes from all over the world to gather in Hengshan to hold a golden basin hand-washing ceremony. .
"Speaking of it, Lao Liu died tragically..."
In Swordsman, Liu Zhengfeng of the Hengshan School also held this idea and held a martial arts conference that put him in a desperate situation.
He was also like this at that time, claiming that he would seek revenge if he had vengeance and speak grievances if he had grievances. Today he would respond face to face. After washing his hands, he would bid farewell to the martial arts world of swords and swords and no longer interfere with the disputes and grievances.
For Liu Zhengfeng, this should have been a happy event in life, but just as the conference was about to begin, a leader's flag suddenly appeared, causing the plot to be reversed, and the Jinpen Washing Conference quickly evolved into a complete denunciation struggle. General Assembly……
It was also the Golden Basin Washing Hands Conference, and Jiang Wen couldn't help but compare Luo Yuantong and Liu Zhengfeng.
Liu Zhengfeng of the Hengshan School came from a wealthy family, and practicing martial arts was just one of his hobbies. He obviously made some preparations before convening to wash his hands in the golden basin, such as making friends, inviting colleagues, and even donated a court to himself As for the official body, I feel that I have taken care of both the black and white aspects, and there will be no accidents.
But he has obviously been a rich man for a long time, and he has ignored the special nature of life and death in the martial arts world. I think that Liu Zhengfeng is famous in the world because of the Hengshan sect, his righteousness and wealth, and his incredible return wind and Luoyan sword with nine swords. But when he wants to withdraw from the world, it is not just as simple as putting down his weapons. Already...
"But if someone comes to complain about their grievances, I will treat them with fairness!"
Luo Yuantong was tall and calm, and he was still full of energy even in his sixties. From the appearance, he had already entered the sunset of his life, but Jiang Wen could tell from his blazing eyes. The rising heroism does not look like an old man determined to escape.
"Master, he is here to fight."
Fu Ningdie hid behind Jiang Wen, tugged on her master's sleeves and said with a smile, "Master Yun retaliated directly. Does he want to kill all his enemies and then wash his hands?"
Jiang Wen touched her head and laughed.
"Fu Ningdie, how can you believe what people in the martial arts say. Most of them want to save face. They can say that if they kill your whole family, they will kill your whole family. But if they tell you that Jianghu Emergency will pay you back tomorrow, then you will take the money. Don’t even think about seeing it.”
Nowadays, there are many opinions on the reasons why Luo Yuantong washed his hands with the golden sword and golden basin.
Some people say that he is tired of the right and wrong in the world and plans to spend his old age in Guangzhou; some speculate that his retirement is related to Shang Ke's retirement. After all, the two have had an unclear relationship since ten years ago; but more Everyone had the same idea as Zhou Long, thinking that his move was just to retreat in order to pass on his reputation in the world to the next generation and complete his historical mission.
Seeing is better than hearing. Jiang Wen is now inclined to the third view. Otherwise, this old green forest hero who is famous in the southeast will never assume such an aggressive posture, as if he will attack anyone who dares to stop him from washing his hands in a golden basin. Cut someone into pieces.
But Zhou Long also guessed that Luo Yuantong planned to find a son-in-law for his daughter, which Jiang Wen was not sure about. After all, judging from the way Luo Yuantong held it up high and put it down gently, it seemed that he didn't want anyone to pay attention to his daughter.
Suddenly there were footsteps in the extreme silence, but it was Fan Xinghan, with disheveled hair and a wide mouth, who stood up and walked to the golden basin sink and spoke first.
"Old hero Luo, today's Golden Pen Washing Ceremony is a gathering of heroes. Naturally, everyone who interacts with us is friends. How could anyone come to seek revenge and provocation? Even if you agree and everyone else doesn't agree, there is no need to lie. If you have anything to say, just say it. ”
Fan Xinghan came with only four disciples, but his posture showed a heroic spirit. Although he was speaking to Luo Yuantong, what he said was all for people in the martial arts world.
"It turns out to be Fan Xinghan, the iron beggar. We have finally met again since we met ten years ago."
Luo Yuantong laughed loudly and talked about the origin of the other party, "When I was traveling through Hankou, I heard that there were people in the streets who had no sticks in their hands, were in rags, but showed no sign of hunger or cold. Everyone called them 'iron beggars', and I was delighted. Go for a while and you will be lucky enough to meet each other, so congratulations!"
Fan Xinghan said expressionlessly: "I agree with washing hands in a golden basin. Who is against it next?"
Jiang Wen knew clearly. It seemed that the first person in charge of the platform was Fan Xinghan.
The right to speak is very important in such a martial arts competition. Jiang Wen thought of Liu Zhengfeng's Golden Basin Washing Hands Conference, where people caught the political high-voltage line of "being friendly with the demon sect" and made himself irreversible.
As Jiang Wen, who had witnessed it with his own eyes, he still remembered that the only person who stood up and said something fair was actually the hypocrite Yue Buqun who was later criticized for a long time.
When he saw Liu Zhengfeng stubbornly defending Qu Yang, the elder of the demon sect, he did not stand by Liu Zhengfeng like Linghu Chong without a bottom line, because he was the leader of the Huashan Sect and would defend justice without a bottom line for himself, his family, his apprentices and the entire Huashan. It is very disadvantageous for Pai Du. He will definitely not do such a useless thing.
Just like when a person falls into the water, the right thing to do is to go into the water and rescue him ashore, but this is very likely to cost your own life, and you may not be able to save him. If you don't save him, you will be notorious for not saving him.
Although Yue Buqun did not go into the water, he threw a lifebuoy at Liu Zhengfeng, which was considered the most benevolent thing. Liu Zhengfeng refused to use it and waited to be salvaged, so others could only prepare salvage tools.
Yue Buqun first pointed out the stakes to Liu Zhengfeng. His original words were, "Everyone in the Demon Cult has evil intentions and evil intentions. The result will definitely be that your reputation will be ruined and your family will be destroyed." Then he looked around and was surrounded by Songshan Sect killers. At the scene of washing hands in a golden basin, he went on to say, "Isn't today's result the best example?" He can be called a righteous person in the eccentric world.
When the Songshan sect forced Liu Zhengfeng to kill Qu Yang, Yue Buqun once again stepped forward to rescue him, and even took the initiative to ask Ying to kill Qu Yang on his behalf. He did not care about his heart in terms of his actions. This kind of behavior can actually be called a true gentleman who helps people in need.
"Old hero Luo, I have been in the northwest for a long time and have no communication. Naturally, it is inconvenient to talk about some things. However, some time ago, the martial arts comrades in Southern Shaolin were massacred. Did you lend a helping hand? Did you violate the moral principles of the world?"
The second person to stand up was Zhou Zhongying, the old owner of Tiedan Village. He is older than Luo Yuantong, and his seniority is naturally a bit older, so his tone of voice is not very polite.
"It turned out to be Brother Zhou, the famous 'iron gall' in the world. You risked life and death many times on Ganliang Road and destroyed 17 gangs and thieves' dens. Your courage and heroic spirit were famous all over the world. We had a bottle of wine twenty years ago. Talking about heroes, my brother came here today thanks to his hard work."
Luo Yuantong still laughed loudly, appearing unconcerned and smiling, and then said seriously, "The matter in Southern Shaolin involves both external invaders and internal enemies. Over the years, they have repeatedly caused troubles due to their lax recruitment of disciples. Now, after all, it is a dangerous situation." Despite the difficulties, Luo never made any achievements, but he never felt guilty!"
This was a resounding statement, and it was the first shot fired at Jin Pen Washing Hands today. However, this content can be said to be outrageous and unreasonable, just as outrageous as Jiang Wen's tearful review of his failure to provide humanitarian aid in the wars in Iraq and Syria.
Who destroyed Southern Shaolin? Qing court! If Luo Yuantong doesn't help, he's being soft, and if he helps, he's being counter-intuitive. But anyone with a brain should be able to think clearly about this matter. It must be a choice between the two without helping each other to pass the test.
For example, one of the parties involved, Zhou Long, was studying Quail at the moment and secretly replaced the Vajra Fist Sect's signboard with the Xinglong Escort Bureau flag to prevent him from being targeted for no apparent reason.
And Luo Yuantong's next sentence really showed signs of preparation in advance.
"The beautiful trees in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. Luo also feels sad about it, so he decided to wash his hands in the golden basin from today on, and dismiss the incompetent disciples in the house to prevent them from causing trouble. From now on, Yi Ying's affairs will only be in the Jianghu, although there are My name is Luo Yuantong, but whether it is honor or disgrace, it has nothing to do with me."
Luo Yuantong said meaningfully, looking at Gao Xiang who only had a piece left, his tone seemed to be deeply worried about the end of Southern Shaolin's massive recruitment and recruitment, which led to its destruction, so he decided to withdraw from the world.
Zhou Zhongying, who asked the question just now, also nodded slowly.
"I see. I have already felt this way about this matter, and I am afraid that I will decide to withdraw from the world in the near future."
When Jiang Wen saw that their play was almost done, he secretly found Zhou Long - this must be a well-rehearsed play, because as early as in Zhangqiugang Village, Ying Laodao said that he had asked Luo Yuantong to find him. The rush of people from the three sects to help shows that the three sects have lived in the Luo Mansion for a long time and have conspired and planned everything together.
"Boss Zhou, do you know why Tiedan Village asked this question? Is there any disagreement between the Luo Family and Southern Shaolin?"
Zhou Long, who was imitating Quail, slowly raised his head with a hint of fear in his expression. When he saw that no one was paying attention around him, he whispered.
"Master Jiang, you don't know something. There is a rumor in the world that after the Qing Dynasty burned down the Southern Shaolin, the Luo family sent people to search and excavate, and also took away something from the Zhao'an Changlin Courtyard."
Zhou Long said clearly and clearly, "These are just rumors, but after Abbot Zhishan came to Guangzhou City, he actually went to Luo Mansion to beg for things but couldn't get them. This made the rumors continue to spread..."
Jiang Wen felt a little confused and decided to focus on the most important part of the problem.
"Oh? What did the Luo family take?"
"Harm, some say it's a treasure map, and some say it's a martial arts secret book."
Zhou Long, who had a round face, touched the stubble on his cheeks and said hesitantly, "But I heard my senior brother mentioned a few things. It seems that a piece of sculpture with an ink dragon's claws and rising into the hidden sea was transported overnight. An ancient monument in the shape of…”
Molong’s Hidden Sea Map!
The secret dragon-shaped fist!
Jiang Wen thought of these two words like thunder in his heart. He never expected that the Luo family would be related to that terrible martial arts. If this matter is true, then the Luo family may be another time bomb. I don't know. How much trouble will it cause.
With the two actors in place, the Golden Pen Washing Ceremony could finally continue according to the procedures. Questions about Luo Yuantong were raised one after another. A few people finally talked about some rumors in the world and old events in the martial arts, hoping to use this opportunity. Give the host an opportunity to explain.
However, more of these people still took this opportunity to express their admiration and gratitude. They all donated money and rescued each other in a certain year and month, or they reconciled and fought and upheld justice, which was enough to give the host face.
During this process, Luo Yuantong's words varied in importance, but the only thing that remained unchanged was that he would first tell the other person's name and deeds, and then recall the story of their initial acquaintance. He was obviously very happy with it, just like some old leaders who were on the verge of retirement. .
Jiang Wenzheng had a gloomy look on his face, but Yuan Ziyi was still sulking at the side, and said with some speculation: "I'm just talking so rhetorically. I wonder if the Luo family's cold reception just now looks down on me because I don't have a name?"
Jiang Wen said with some helplessness: "Hero Luo is also a senior in the world, how can he be such a snobbery? Speaking of which, Miss Yuan, you'd better speak less to avoid the sour taste from wafting out."
Yuan Ziyi glared at him.
However, Jiang Wen also remembered that Luo Yuantong seemed to have ignored him just now. Could it be that he really looked down on the unknown? If you don’t have a name, just pretend you haven’t seen it. Are there really such boring people in the world?
The high incense finally burned out and turned into ashes on the ground. During this process, Jiang Wen also tacitly agreed with Zhou Long to pretend to be quail. Anyway, he and Luo Yuantong were strangers and had no grievances. There was no need to do anything fancy to attract firepower. He just had to wait until the end.
"Everyone can speak freely today, and I can't say enough. The past years are still vivid in my mind, and I wish I could be young again and dominate the world again. But after a thousand days of travel, there will be a difference. Today, Luo washes his hands in a golden basin. The decision has been made..."
Luo Yuantong said goodbye to his old friends one by one, with countless sighs and sighs on his face, but he had already resolutely ordered his disciples to carry the golden basin.
"After I wash my hands in the golden basin today, I will pass the sword on to my only daughter. From now on, everything in the world will have nothing to do with Luo. Everyone, we will meet again if we are destined to meet again!"
Seeing that the process had come to an end, Luo Yuantong uttered a word of thanks, and the sound spread throughout the venue, announcing that the Golden Pen Washing Ceremony was about to end.
A rosewood box was solemnly brought to the stage. Luo Shuang'er also walked along the road to the stage and carefully lifted up her father's sleeves.
Zhou Long raised his head slightly proudly at this time and whispered to Jiang Wen, "Master Jiang, look quickly, that is the sword sent by my escort. You will be able to see the style of the magic weapon in a moment!"
Jiang Wen looked up and saw Luo Yuantong, who had already strode to the golden basin filled with clear water. He couldn't wait to dip his palms into it, looking forward to pushing today's event to the next stage so that his daughter who had returned from school could take over the limelight. From now on, he will become famous all over the world.
But at this moment, the sound of swords clashing suddenly came from the distance, vaguely one after another, even suppressing the sound of falling rain, which continued from the horizon to the eyes.
"Wait a minute, old hero!"
There was not just one shouting and slowing, but came from different people, higher or lower, thicker or thinner, and finally merged into one.
In the midst of the drenching rain, several masters of qinggong pulled the four corners of the oil-soaked red silk cloth to withstand the rain and fog, paving a red rainbow across the sky and opening up a path. There is an unprecedented smooth road to avoid rain, and there is only one person walking in the middle.
These masters are as light as a swallow and have a leisurely posture. As soon as they appear, it can be seen that their skills are among the best in the world. Their kung fu is not inferior to that of any leader or gang leader in the field. However, there are seven or eight figures like this popping up one after another. , this level of strength is enough to make everyone look sideways and shocked, and worry about whether the other party is an enemy or a friend.
The masters paved the way in an instant, and the Luo Mansion was suddenly so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Among the stars and the moon, an aristocratic young master wearing a white gown, with a face like a crown of jade and eyes like a falling star, walked up first. His steps were light and his breath was calm. He obviously also had deep knowledge of martial arts.
I saw him standing in the Luo Mansion with his light robe slowly wrapped, folding fan in hand, without a drop of rain on his body, without any smoke and smoke, and spoke loudly with his head held high.
"Old Hero Luo, please forgive me. I'm late in congratulating you today. I can't say anything because I still have to propose marriage. I hope the old hero agrees!"
...Asking for marriage? !
The masters in different costumes had already followed closely behind, lined up in a formation of wild goose wings, and stood respectfully behind them. As expected, they all held various congratulatory gifts such as pearls, emeralds, gold and silver antiques in their hands, and wore big red flowers on their chests.
Seeing the other party using seven or eight top-notch masters to create such a grand display, the martial arts people present invariably made the same comment - shameless.
Tiedanzhuang Zhou Zhongying was so angry that he puffed his beard and glared. Jiang Wen's face darkened decisively. He almost broke his own rules of sealing swords and enlightenment, and easily punched out the Yi Jin Jing with twelve successful powers.
Don’t think that I won’t hit you because you are handsome!
Seeing that the limelight was instantly snatched away by the white-robed young man in front of him, Luo Yuantong looked at him with an uncertain expression. I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but the martial arts people just felt that there was a hint of Lao Taishan's style in what he said.
"Who are you? Do you have a name in the world?"
The white-robed young master still looked as gentle as jade, humble and courteous, and bowed deeply to Luo Yuantong.
"Junior, the new leader of the Honghua Club, Haining Chen Jialuo, has met Senior Jin Dao Luo!"
