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Just when Wen Yuzhai had almost stopped the small dispute in the tavern, suddenly, the door was pushed open again.
Along with a gust of cold wind, another swordsman wearing green clothes and holding a long sword broke in outside the door.
This person is not tall, with a medium build. He has high eyebrows, narrow eyes, a flat nose and big ears. Generally speaking... he is not very good-looking, but the arrogance on his face is extraordinary. He looks like everyone. She acted like she owed him money.
Anyone who can walk around with this kind of expression is definitely not an ordinary person.
So who is he?
The person spoken of in the book here is a very senior disciple of Wujian Villa named Wu Hongmao.
More than ten years ago, 25-year-old Wu Hongmao, like many young swordsmen, had made a name for himself in the world of swordsmanship by relying on a set of passable swordsmanship and the enthusiasm of young people.
But soon, he also encountered a problem that most martial arts practitioners would encounter - although he was still very young, he had already practiced the martial arts he was good at to the upper limit of what he could achieve.
What is "the upper limit of what he can achieve"?
It's very simple. In theory, martial arts itself has no upper limit. The only upper limit is the people who practice martial arts.
Let's talk about Lin Yuancheng. Even if he has practiced all the known moves and realms in the "Seven Star Sword Technique" that Fan Zhengting taught him, he can still continue to explore new realms, so his upper limit is the same as Fan Zhengting's It's different.
Why do some people practice the Twenty-eight Dragon Subduing Palms and eventually be able to simplify them into the more refined eighteen palms, while some people can only barely practice the eighteen palms and cannot exert their maximum power?
Martial arts are the same martial arts, but people's upper limits are different.
However, 99% of people in this world belong to the latter.
When they reach their "upper limit" in practicing a certain martial art, if they continue to focus on this martial arts to understand it, the efficiency will become very low. As a result, they may not be able to break through after another twenty or thirty years of meditating. A higher realm.
At this time, asking them to practice kung fu at a level similar to their current martial arts level will not greatly improve their martial arts realm. At most, it will enrich their fighting methods in their current realm.
In other words, at this stage, if you want to take your martial arts to a higher level, you must learn "better" martial arts than what you are currently practicing.
When you see this, some people may want to ask, what should I do if I can’t learn that kind of kung fu?
Needless to say? If you can't learn it, you'll be stuck in your current state, and you won't be able to improve it for the rest of your life. If everyone could practice it, wouldn't there be top masters in the world?
Furthermore, when it comes to martial arts training, it is not necessary to achieve "first-class", "super-first-class", or even "top-level" skills.
If you just want to gain a foothold in the world, second-rate skills are enough; what you can't do with martial arts, you can use your "connections" to make up for it, make more friends as a backer, do more good deeds in exchange for fame... these are also They are all ways to travel in the world, and sometimes they are even better ways than practicing martial arts.
In many cases, whether a person can have a happy ending in the world is not determined by his or her martial arts skills.
Some third-rate people ended up with their wives and children on the hot kang, and retired from the world to live out the rest of their lives in peace and contentment; while many super-first-rate and top-level masters died miserably in the end.
In the final analysis, martial arts can only determine at most 30% of the fate of people in the world. The other 40% depends on your personality, wisdom, knowledge, social interaction, acting skills and other abilities. The other 30% depends on luck. ——After all, your ten years of hard work may not be as good as someone else's good luck that day when they fall off a cliff and find their grandfather.
Wu Hongmao is like most of us. He doesn't have that kind of luck, nor does he have the talent of Lin Yuancheng. If a mortal like him is not willing to be just a second-rate person, he has to find a "way".
And Wujian Villa is the way he found it.
Whether it was luck or misfortune, Xiao Zhun felt that Wu Hongmao's swordsmanship "had merit", so he kept him.
According to Wu Jian Villa's rule of "asking for a sword, give up the sword first", Wu Hongmao offered his sword skills in exchange for Xiao Zhun's guidance. However, after staying in the Villa for a while, Wu Hongmao discovered some "hidden things" here. "Rules" - If you want Xiao Zhun to teach you more, you can't just be an ordinary disciple, you have to be his minion.
Wu Hongmao did not object to this, because he was not a gentleman to begin with; although he did not leave a bad reputation when he was traveling in the world, he did not fail to do one thing and do another.
Just like that, in a blink of an eye, Wu Hongmao had been working under Xiao Zhun for more than ten years.
Wu Hongmao undoubtedly knew that Xiao Xuan...that is, Xiao Wuji had a falling out with his father and ran away, but...he didn't dare to spread the word.
Now, Wu Hongmao strode into the tavern. The first thing he saw was Wen Yuzhai and Xiao Wuji standing by the counter, so he immediately looked at them and said with a smile: "Oh ?Why are you here?"
Before Wen Yuzhai answered, Xiao Wuji sneered and replied in a very unfriendly tone: "I'll come when I want to. Do you care?"
Being choked by the other party's words, Wu Hongmao's face first showed a bit of anger, but he seemed to think of something again immediately, so he suppressed his anger and said angrily: "Ah... you are right, I can't control this; There are people of all kinds in this world, and some people... He doesn't want things that belong to him, but when others want to take them, he runs out to grab them from others. This is called having a temper. ...Hehe, common people like us have no business playing."
Others couldn't understand what he said, but Wen Yuzhai and Xiao Wuji both understood.
That Xiao Wuji is also an unforgiving person. Can he be ridiculed like this? Do you think you are Sun Yixie?
"Ha..." The next second, Xiao Wuji also laughed strangely, looking at Wen Yuzhai with a pointed tone, "Eh? Brother Wen, you said that in this world, weird things happen every year. , this dog has been raised for a long time, and it can actually talk, and its teeth are also very sharp."
Wen Yuzhai is a gentle man, so he won't accept the obvious insults.
"You..." Wu Hongmao was annoyed after hearing this, but it was not easy to get angry.
After all, the person in front of him is Xiao Zhun's son. Even though Xiao Xuan unilaterally announced that he had severed ties with Xiao Zhun five years ago, Xiao Zhun never said that he disowned him - one was a young master and the other was a loser. What a fight. A fight to the death, who will the master prefer in the end...Wu Hongmao can still settle this matter.
"Okay... let's see..." Wu Hongmao's face twitched and he muttered these two words through gritted teeth. Then he stopped talking to Xiao Wuji and the others. He immediately looked away and glanced into the room. Suddenly, He raised his voice and shouted, "Duguyong! How long do you plan to hide? I have received the news, you are here! If you are a man, please come forward!"
When he roared like this, Wen Yuzhai and Xiao Wuji also realized: Wu Hongmao's appearance here at this moment has nothing to do with them. Meeting them is just a coincidence. The person the other party is really looking for is the young master of the Jinling Sword Palace. ——"Defying Dragon Sword" Dugu Yong.
What does Wu Hongmao want to do with Duguyong?
It's not a big deal, seeking revenge.
Where does hatred come from?
A brief summary is: more than ten years ago, when Wu Hongmao was still traveling in the world, he met Dugu Yong by chance. The two were about the same age and both were swordsmen. Wu Hongmao wanted to compete with this younger brother.
As for Dugu Yong, he was a very characterful person. When faced with this stranger's request, he responded frankly with six words: "Forget it, you don't deserve it."
There were many other people in the world around at that time. Wu Hongmao was also at a young age. How could he bear this?
So that day, Wu Hongmao acted on impulse and forcibly "discussed" with the other party.
Before taking action, Wu Hongmao thought: I have been practicing diligently since I was a child, and my swordsmanship is not bad at all. This Duguyong is two or three years younger than me. Even if he is a little more talented than me, If the martial arts you practice is a little better than mine, I won’t have no chance, right?
After the fight, he found that he had thought too much...
When he was verbally insulted just now, there were many people around who spoke for Wu Hongmao, and everyone felt that Dugu Yong was too arrogant. At that time, if Wu Hongmao could just say a few words and leave it at that, in fact he wouldn't do it. It would be embarrassing, and others might think that he, a young man, was tolerant.
But with this move, Wu Hongmao successfully experienced the so-called "not very harmful, but extremely insulting".
Duguyong did not draw his sword at all that day, but used a pair of silver chopsticks to knock Wu Hongmao over. After the beating, he said that Wu Hongmao had ruined his mood for eating, and walked away without even a word to say goodbye to others.
Wu Hongmao could only stand up quietly amidst the silent sidelong glances of those around him, pick up his sword, and then leave in despair...
The shame of that day could be regarded as a catalyst for him to make up his mind to join Wujian Villa.
Times have changed. Although more than ten years have passed since this incident, Wu Hongmao will definitely not forget this "hatred". Now he heard that Duguyong actually came to the vicinity of Wujian Villa, that is, "ran to his land." Then of course he wants to find his way back.
Wu Hongmao has been Xiao Zhun's lackey for more than ten years at Wujian Villa, isn't it just so that one day he can become the "arrogant" character in front of everyone?
When he shouted this, Dugu Yong couldn't pretend that he didn't hear it. So, after a breath, Dugu Yong slowly stood up from the corner and said in a deep voice: "Who are you?"
It wasn't until Duguyong spoke back that the people in the room turned to look at him. It was then that they suddenly realized that the big man had been sitting in this room all along. Where is the guy.
"Ha...you don't even recognize me?" Wu Hongmao thought to himself. The two had a feud more than ten years ago. At that time, he was also a hairless young man. His appearance was a bit different from now, so He reminded again, "Sir, I am the 'Armor-Removing Sword' Wu Hongmao who competed with you at Yusheng Inn back then!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Dugu Yong's face showed no change in expression, but the other people in the room were shocked.
Because Wu Hongmao has left a lot of achievements in the world when he was helping Xiao Zhun over the years. The masters who died under him did not have a platoon or a squad. Judging from the strength of those people, Wu Hongmao was at least a first-class swordsman. .
However, Duguyong's response to him was just a very cold sentence: "I don't know you. Do you have anything to do with me?"
"No! Know! Know!?" Nothing could make Wu Hongmao feel more angry than these three words.
His mood at the moment was like a crazy fan who has been chasing stars for more than ten years and devoted all his life to his idol. After hearing the news that his idol announced his love, he rushed to the other person and asked what the other person meant. In the end, he was asked "Who are you?" ?”
He could tolerate Xiao Wuji directly calling Wu Hongmao a dog, but he couldn't bear Dugu Yong's "I don't know him".
Wu Hongmao didn't say anything else. He drew his sword and killed him in one stride.
The congestion in the store did not hinder his attack at all. He passed through the narrow space between the tables and chairs with extremely fast and exquisite movement skills, and opened and closed with one move that contained all kinds of ingenuity and variety. The changing sword style - "golden mink for wine", attacked Duguyong's heart.
A second later, Wu Hongmao's own heart felt cold and he fell down.
In the past ten years, has he grown? That's for sure, because this time... he forced Dugu Yong to draw his sword.
Of course, only he knows whether this alone can make him rest in peace.
"Ah! Ah - someone was killed!" After a short silence, the waiter was the first to shout, and then ran out of the house.
The shopkeeper was beating his chest behind the counter: "Oh...why am I so unlucky...another one dies."
Obviously, many people have died in the village these days, and for these ordinary people, they cannot tell the difference between the death of an ordinary swordsman and the death of a disciple of Wujian Villa.
But...the quacks in the store knew what Wu Hongmao's death meant, so at this moment they didn't even eat. They all put their meal money on the table and started to eat in silence. Withdrawal from the store...
Even though they were all so proud and arrogant just now, blowing their pussy loudly in the store, they really encountered something they couldn't afford to mess with, and these people were very quick to dodge.
Only Wen Yuzai and the others were still standing there, unmoved.
Just like that, about a minute later, when all the quacks in the store had mostly left, the three-character king was the first to walk forward, randomly picked an empty table, sat there, and smiled. Said: "It's really good~"
"Ha..." Xiao Wuji looked at it and laughed too. He immediately stepped forward and sat next to the Three-Character King. "It's indeed good. Now we have a seat. We can feel at ease." Sit down and have a few drinks.”
At the same time, Lin Yuancheng took two steps towards Wen Yuzhai with a somewhat excited expression, and whispered in his ear: "Mr. Wen, do you think he can do it?"
