Su Xuan's question did not receive a response from the others. The men from the north were shouting and discussing something, but Su Xuan was always on guard and would not let go. After all, he was in a den of thieves.
"Stop arguing. If you want me to take action in the end, just wait for nineteen lashes!"
Qing Jun, who was at the highest level in the courtyard, said in a deep voice, As for the governor of Tang Dynasty, after King Zhu Houyi left, although he recognized Su Xuan very much, he himself was in deep trouble. If he couldn't save himself, how could he save others? ? Fortunately, Tu turned around and left, returning to his own bed.
After Qingjun's reminder, all the northern men fell silent for an instant. Finally, the tall man wielding a gilded copper hammer stood up first, raised the solid copper hammer that was as big as Su Xuan's head, and moved It is very light, with its exposed arms and bulging veins all proclaiming the power of the owner of this body.
"Boy, you hurt our people. According to the custom in the north, as long as red blood appears, it will be a duel! How about it? Accept my challenge?"
The two swords Su Xuan raised fell to both sides of his body, and he shrugged his shoulders towards the other party. He felt very happy in his heart. After all, he could deal with so many aggressive northern men by himself, and with what he had just learned, The three-legged cat's kung fu is really very different between victory and defeat, but if it only needs to deal with one person, it is actually not impossible.
So Su Xuan responded generously: "Of course! As a friendly Central Plains person, you must accept the customs of the northern border with integrity."
"Okay!" The man threw the hammers on the ground with both hands, stretched out a fist towards Su Xuan, then hammered it towards his heart, announcing his home to Su Xuan.
"Northern Territory, Beers Tribe, Hure Keli Xiang..."
Seeing that the other party was so generous, Su Xuan naturally could not be at a disadvantage. He thrust his swords half a foot into the ground, raised his hands towards Hure Kele and responded: "I, Su Xuan! I am from Suzhou, Jiangnan."
After Hurekelie learned Su Xuan's name, he continued to complete the ritual before the duel in the north.
"The North Territory, the Beers tribe, and the Hure Kelie duel against Su Xuan in Suzhou, Jiangnan. During the duel between the two, they are not allowed to withdraw midway, and they are not allowed to beg for mercy. In the end, there is only one result, and only one person is left standing on this ground!"
After finishing speaking, the brother next to Hurekle threw a knife with an oxtail attached to the handle towards him with a ferocious face. Hurekle directly caught the knife in the air and held it with his left hand. Standing firmly in front of him, his broad right hand directly wrapped the blade of the knife and slid it down, leaving a bloody mark on his palm. The blood dripped on the ground, but Hurekeli didn't even blink. The whole process was so smooth and fast, like a memory engraved in his bones, never unfamiliar.
After doing all this, Hure Kelie threw the knife in the direction of Su Xuan, and the latter caught it, but Su Xuan's heart moved and he did not make the same move as Hure Kelie, and the boldness of the northern border The aggressive man raised his chin towards the knife, signaling Su Xuan to learn his movements and complete the entire ritual.
"This is what must be done before the duel in the North. Heavenly Bodhisattva is watching! This is their belief. Boy, if you don't abide by this, it is probably not as simple as beating a person. I guess the Northern Zhixuan People from the realm must also participate. To be honest, I don’t want to expose myself at this time. After all, I can already feel the aura of a strong person around you, not just your master.”
The Ring Spirit reminded him in the Tongyuan Treasure Ring, and Su Xuan also understood what the other party meant, but when he thought about it, he obviously had his own little plan.
Su Xuan held the ox-tail knife tightly in his hand and wrapped his right hand around it. He was not in a hurry to complete all the rituals, but asked aloud: "Hurekele!"
The temperament of the men in the northern border is restless. In addition, Su Xuan's tricks made them lose face in front of the boss Qingjun. Naturally, they would not have a good look at Su Xuan's questions. If Qingjun hadn't spoken. Well, I'm afraid they would have swarmed Su Xuan long ago and smashed him into a pulp.
"Anything else?"
Su Xuan held the oxtail knife with both hands, chuckled, and said, "Of course there are, and I can certainly abide by your rules in the north, but do you also have to learn the rules of our Jiangnan Central Plains?"
Hure Kele has always been a stubborn person, but he also felt something bad from the smile on Su Xuan's handsome face, and did not dare to admit it casually. He had always believed that the Central Plains The people here are very evil-minded, and they are no more simple and lovely than the folk customs in the north. The people in the north will fight when they are told to fight, make peace when they are asked to make peace, and duel when blood is seen.
The soldiers from the North under Wanhu's command are often more able to reach high positions in the army. It is their straightforward character and customs that are not afraid of blood and allow them to shine in the army, but this also allows them to shine in the army. The population has not improved much, although the cold and dry climate and the harsh geographical environment also have a certain impact.
But the most important thing is the sturdy folk customs. Su Xuan naturally knows a little bit about the customs in the north, but this time he wants to take advantage of this opportunity to make a little foreshadowing.
Hurekelie did not dare to respond to Su Xuan immediately. Instead, he turned his head and looked at Qingjun. His eldest brother had been in the Central Plains for the longest time and had been dealing with the people of the Central Plains for the longest time. His thoughts were a little more delicate than his own. , while Qingjun clasped his hands on his chest, frowned, and said nothing.
Su Xuan was not blind and could completely see the eye contact between the two, but he also expressed his thoughts openly and directly.
"You guys in the north are bold, and I'm naturally not a meandering person. I just want to make a request before the duel. If it's not met, we can just talk about it later. You don't have to be so guarded."
Qingjun thought for a moment and nodded towards Hure Kelie, who turned to Su Xuan and asked: "Su Xuan, if you have any requests, as long as you win, just ask my brothers! "
Su Xuan shouted loudly.
"good!"
Then the knife in his hand made a sharp scratch, and there was a scratch on Su Xuan's palm. However, the blood flowing out had a faint golden color. The people present did not notice this detail. The white light of the day gave Su Xuan's somewhat strange physique was somewhat obscured.
"Since you are so generous, I won't talk nonsense. I just have one request. If I win, please ask the king!" Su Xuan tilted his head and shouted toward the inside.
