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Burp good wine, really good wine, life is about three things, hahaha! !
Perhaps because Weiming's voice was not loud enough, Zuixian ignored him at all and continued to lie on his own under the eaves, drinking wine and talking drunkenly.
Seeing this, Wei Ming thought to himself: This Senior Drunken Immortal really lives up to his name. He gets drunk in broad daylight. Who knows how many hours in a day he is completely awake?
But thinking about it, these problems were not something Weiming had to worry about. He increased his volume and shouted again:
Senior Zuixian, junior Dongfang Weiming, on the order of my master, I sent some new tea for senior to taste, I hope senior will accept it with pleasure.
Um? The East is unknown...? oh! He is the apprentice of the old man Wu Xiazi!
When Zui Xian heard Wei Ming's voice, he didn't get up. He just raised his head, glanced at Wei Ming with drunken eyes, and said with a drunken look on his face: I said... why are you so loud? Old man, I... Hiccup is not deaf, Listen...can hear
Seeing him so drunk, Weiming looked a little helpless on his face, thinking that he probably didn't hear what he just said clearly, so he had to repeat again:
Senior, this junior is here under the orders of the family master, specially to bring tea to senior.
No... you don't need to say it again, old man, I... I'm very sober.
Zui Xian muttered with a dissatisfied look on his face: ...Wuxiazi, that old man, why don't you give me some tea? This...isn't it obvious that you are playing with me! Get...get the wine...
I don’t know if he is dissatisfied with Wei Ming for treating him as a deaf person, or if he is dissatisfied with Wu Xiazi for bringing him tea...
Senior Drunken Immortal...
Weiming looked helplessly at the drunken immortal who was a little bit drunk and said: ...You look a little drunk, why don't I help you into the room to have a rest?
! ! !
As soon as he finished speaking, Weiming felt an alarm bell ringing, and he even had the urge to slap himself in the mouth.
Why did you say he was drunk in front of Zuixian! Isn't this making me feel uncomfortable?
Am I drunk...? Hahaha! !
Sure enough, after hearing Wei Ming's words that he was drunk, Zuixian quit on the spot, stood up and laughed a few times, then cursed directly: ...I'll make you drunk! Even if I drink three more pots, I won't get drunk. Boy, do you suspect that I'm drunk?
Uh this...
Wei Ming only felt that the alarm bell in his heart was ringing even louder... The senior is known as the Drunken Immortal, so naturally Wei Ming, who never gets drunk after a thousand cups, quickly complimented him.
Hiccup... stop talking nonsense, come on, let's make a gesture and see if I'm sober or... hiccup drunk!
This...Senior, how can this be done?
The last time he was beaten in a martial arts competition with a scholar was still vivid in Wei Ming's mind, so how could he still be idle and looking for excitement, let alone facing Zui Xian, who was the number one master in Wangyou Valley.
Hehe, are you afraid that the old man will be drunk and I won't be able to do anything serious?
Ah how...how could it be? Wei Ming laughed twice and said reluctantly.
This is of course not the truth. In fact, Weiming is really a little scared, but he also knows in his heart that there is a high probability that he cannot avoid this fight.
Then forget about mother-in-law and mother-in-law, and learn the drunken fist from my old drunkard! Hiccups!
As soon as he said that, Zui Xian no longer gave Wei Ming any room to refuse. He immediately put on the stance of Zui Eight Immortals and punched Wei Ming.
Then please have mercy, senior.
When Wei Ming came, he still said it more, to avoid being beaten too badly for a while, but when he said these words, there was no slowness in the movements of his hands. On one hand, he stretched out his hand to block Zui Xian's move, and on the other hand, he did it smoothly. He carefully put the package on his back aside.
There’s something about this good boy!
Seeing Weiming's calm response, Zuixian's drunken eyes shone with approval, and he also gave a compliment.
Senior has received the award
Wei Ming also said humbly, and at the same time, his steps did not stop. After blocking Zuixian's attack, he did not resist the momentum, and he rolled over and fell into the yard under the steps.
Don't run! Lend me this trick, Lu Dongbin...he is extremely powerful when he is drunk and can lift a pot
Zui Xian also followed closely behind, and directly used a clever move in Zui Fist. It can be said that he has already used it for real. As for the punch just now, although the strength is not low, it was just casually and was not used at all. Any move.
Naturally, Weiming's reaction was not slow either. Even though he looked a little timid in his mouth and in his mind, if there was a real fight, Weiming would not back down even if he knew he was outmatched.
Well come!
Weiming let out a soft drink, then raised his hand and blocked Zui Xian's fist with his palm, and then bent it to the side, as if pushing aside the bushes, easily neutralizing Zui Xian's attack.
This is not Xiaoyao Boxing, nor is it the Three Flowers Gathering Palm, but the Tianshan Plum Blossom Hand.
When dealing with unpredictable boxing techniques like Drunken Fist, or when pitting the weak against the strong, both the Xiaoyao Boxing and the Three Flowers Gathering Palm are a bit rigid. Now, among the things that Wei Ming has learned, only the moves are streamlined. However, the complicated tricks of the Tianshan plum-breaking hand are enough to rival it.
Of course, this is only talking about the fist and palm martial arts. If you include other martial arts that Weiming knows, then Weiming still has many martial arts that can cope with the current situation.
But considering that it is rare to meet such a high-quality sparring partner as Senior Zui Xian, even though he is not willing to do so, Wei Ming can't help but put it to good use and take the opportunity to practice his Tianshan plum-breaking technique.
You must know that this is a martial arts that is said to be able to integrate into the world. The higher the knowledge, the stronger the internal strength, the more powerful the superior martial arts. Now it is just the right time to exercise, so why not do it if you don't know?
Of course, training is training, and Weiming is not a pushy master. If he really can't hold on for a while, Weiming will immediately draw his sword. After all, what Weiming is best at now is swordsmanship.
Return to the competition site.
In less than half a quarter of an hour, Wei Ming and Zui Xian had passed more than a dozen moves.
I don't know whether it was the drunken immortal who let himself off, or whether he came up under the influence of alcohol. At this time, his footsteps and moves began to become a little messy. The moves that were originally unknown and could not be avoided and could only be resisted, gradually changed. It's time to escape.
But at the same time, Zuixian's footsteps also became a bit ethereal, making it harder for unknown attacks to hit.
Sometimes, when you feel that you are sure to hit a move, you see the opponent suddenly fall to the ground as if drunk, and just avoid it, it seems like a coincidence.
But in fact, Wei Ming knew clearly in his heart that this should be the martial arts state of drunken fist without being drunk, and the drunk heart without being drunk. It may seem like a coincidence, but it coincides with the way of martial arts, just like in swordsmanship, there is a move to win without a move.
But having said that, Weiming feels that the senior Zuixian in front of him is really drunk, otherwise the fists would not look so messy, but this is also a good thing, and it also saves Weiming from switching sword skills, so he can practice well. I broke my Tianshan plum blossom hand.
In this way, the two people's moves were back and forth, one was unpredictable, and the other was uncertain. Neither of them used their inner strength too much, and they were evenly matched for a while.
Unknowingly, the two of them had already played dozens of rounds.
At this time, Wei Ming was also excited. After taking the Zui Bu hug, his hands were like strings threaded through flowers, avoiding Zui Xian's fist and hitting him directly in the chest.
Then Weiming failed.
This wasn't the first time Weiming had failed. This time he performed very skillfully. He immediately changed his moves with both hands, squatted down with his legs, and struck the ground without any hesitation.
Ouch! !
To Wei Ming's surprise, he actually hit the target with this move, right on Zui Xian's stomach.
Well
Weiming was stunned, then quickly came to his senses, walked around to Zui Xian, and asked with concern:
senior! Senior Zuixian! ? Are you OK? !
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