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As he finished speaking, he saw a familiar wine gourd flying from a distance.
I think so too!
The scholar was not surprised and took the wine gourd unceremoniously. Taking advantage of the break in writing, he raised his head and took a big sip of the wine. When he raised his hand again, his eyes were already a bit drunk.
good! Good wine!
After praising it, the scholar casually threw the wine gourd back to the direction it came from, and then continued to write in mid-air without even looking at it, waving the folding fan.
And when the wine gourd that was flying back was halfway in the air, a muscular old drunk man wearing an apricot-yellow short shirt caught it in his hand. Who else could it be if he wasn't a drunk immortal.
After taking back the wine gourd, Zuixian also took a big gulp of wine, and then laughed loudly and said:
Wouldn't it be lonely to dance alone? Let me, an old drunkard, use this set of Eight Drunken Immortals to create a monument to your drunken life!
Having said that, without waiting for the scholar's consent, he directly hung the wine gourd behind him, raised his drunken fist and attacked the scholar as if he were drunk.
Well done!
Seeing this scene, the scholar did not panic at all, as if he had expected it in his heart. He turned the folding fan slightly, and without affecting the writing, he accurately hit Zui Xian's wrist vein.
However, Zui Xian is known as the number one expert in Wangyou Valley, and his reputation is certainly not in vain. He just heard him yelling like he was drunk and talking nonsense, Zhang Guolao, drunkenly threw his arms and kicked him!
As soon as he said this, his moves also changed. Zuixian turned back, supported the ground with his arms, and kicked the scholar with his feet like raindrops. The scholar was also unhurried, and with the gentle pause of his writing, he actually He took all the attacks from Zui Xian without missing a beat.
The two people's moves were going back and forth. Although the fight was exciting, it didn't look like a life-and-death struggle at all. It was more like feeding each other's moves.
But the person they were attacking was not the opponent they were fighting against. This was Wei Ming who was watching the battle carefully.
This is really painful for Wei Ming. Initially, Wei Ming was pretty good at just looking at the scholar's moves. However, as soon as Senior Zui Xian joined in, the scholar's moves immediately changed several times.
What's more, from the second move between the two, Weiming has already realized that not only the scholar, but also Zuixian also wants to take this opportunity to pass on his unique skill, Drunken Fist, to Weiming.
It has to be said that this is undoubtedly a rare opportunity for Weiming. Not only can he learn two new martial arts skills, but he can also see the duel between two martial arts seniors. Moreover, the duel between the two martial arts seniors was deliberately prepared. This will undoubtedly bring extremely considerable gains to Weiming.
But at the same time, this is also a pain for Wei Ming. Originally, Wei Ming was able to do martial arts with only the scholar alone, but with the addition of Zui Xian, the complexity increased several times, not to mention both of them drank. After drinking, his moves became more and more weird. Just saying that after the two of them fought, there were countless changes in the parries.
In this case, Weiming's comprehension and memory are still quite good. His eyes and brain can barely keep up for the time being, but they cannot maintain it for a long time. He will probably be exhausted mentally and physically within a quarter of an hour at most, and Fang Fang can barely keep up with it for the time being. The full text of Fang Xuanling's stele is more than 2,000 words. I just hope that the scholar's skill in lotus writing will not require him to write the full text of Fang Xuanling's stele.
Weiming here is meticulously watching the contest between the scholar and the drunken immortal. Danqing next to him seems very leisurely, and even drinks tea leisurely. What he drinks is the big red robe that Weiming gave him when he came to Wangyou Valley last time.
As for the contest between the scholar and the drunken immortal, although Dan Qing glanced at it from time to time, he was completely watching the battle and had no intention of taking the opportunity to learn.
Of course, this is not that Danqing disdains the two people's martial arts. On the one hand, Danqing is obsessed with painting and has little interest in other martial arts. On the other hand, this unknown person only knows this after living in Wangyou Valley during this period. It turns out that the seven seniors in Wangyou Valley already knew each other's martial arts.
Except for some more professional martial arts, such as Xianyin's Soul-forgetting Demonic Sound and the Miracle Doctor's Medicine King Divine Needle, the martial arts of several other people have basically reached the point where they can be used with each other.
Just like a nymphomaniac, even though he usually looks soft and frail, as soon as he is touched by wine, he doesn't need more.
Three or two is enough, and she can perform a set of Drunk Eight Immortals in front of you, and the nymphomaniac's martial arts Baihua Fist is basically mastered by the entire Wangyou Valley, except for the miracle doctor. In addition to his medical skills and a Wangyouxin Apart from the law, he basically doesn't know any martial arts, but Shen Xiangyun, the daughter of the miracle doctor, has learned a few moves for self-defense.
Let’s go back to Danqing. Needless to say, the scholar’s martial arts. They have known each other’s martial arts since ancient times. As for Zuixian’s martial arts, although Danqing is not as fond of drinking as Zuixian, and his drinking capacity is not even as good as that of the scholar. But if you take advantage of the drunkenness, it is not a problem to perform a decent drunken fist.
This is why Danqing is so uninterested in the contest between the scholar and the drunken immortal.
But then again, although the seniors in Wangyou Valley know a lot of martial arts, when they travel around the world, they basically use the martial arts that they are best at. The reason why they learn other people's martial arts is because of contact with them. After a long time, I learned it without realizing it. On the other hand, it can be regarded as a medium-sized trump card when traveling around the world.
In addition to this, Wei Ming feels that in addition to the above two points, the seniors learn martial arts from each other, and there should be a third purpose, which is to try to preserve a legacy. Although Wangyou Valley is not a sect in the traditional sense, Every senior in Wangyou Valley is a well-known expert in the world, and it would be a pity if the unique skills they created or learned were lost, so they keep a inheritance among each other. Once something happens to one of them, the inheritance will not be cut off.藲忿尛螞网
Of course, these are all previous thoughts, or Weiming's guesses based on what he has seen and heard.
After Weiming stepped into the gate of Wangyou Valley, everything changed slightly.
Gifted, intelligent and eager to learn, and a disciple of Wuxiazi from Xiaoyao Valley, isn't such a young man the best choice to be the successor in front of everyone in Wangyou Valley? As for the master-disciple status, didn't you see that Xianyin demoted herself and became a sister? The mere title of master and apprentice is of no importance.
. . .
Coming back to Weiming, just as he was concentrating on watching the competition between the two seniors, he suddenly heard Zui Xian yelling:
Boy, don't just watch, come and have a drink with us!
ah! ?
Before Weiming could react, he saw a wine gourd flying towards him, and Weiming quickly reached out to catch it.
Don't be stunned, drink quickly! Zui Xian blocked the scholar's folding fan with one hand and shouted to Wei Ming. At this time, the scholar who was confronting him also shouted: "Since it is the old drunkard's wish, little brother, please don't refuse."
Listening to the instigation of these two people, and smelling the aroma of the wine in the gourd in his hand, Wei Ming couldn't help but feel anxious, and said: Just drink!
After saying that, Weiming raised his neck and drank a big gulp.
Thirty years of Moutai, good wine
Wei Ming is now considered to be a native of the country of wine. He can taste the specific year of the wine as soon as he takes it into his mouth. As for the type of wine, he can tell it by smelling it.
Two seniors, then the junior will be offended!
The wine was already in his stomach, and his alcoholism began to rise. He didn't return the gourd of wine without knowing it, and tied it around his arm to join the fight between the Drunken Immortal and the Scholar.
After drinking all the wine, how could Wei Ming not understand what Zui Xian meant? He didn't care whether he wanted to learn martial arts or not. He had to fight first.
Good boy, remember, listen with your ears, see with your heart, and feel with your body. You can't learn martial arts just by watching.
Junior...you have learned a lesson!
The drunkenness was rising, but Weiming's mind was extremely clear. Every move he had just seen from the scholar and Zuixian came to mind one by one at this moment, and began to derive various changes, and then in Weiming's mind He displayed them one by one in his hands.
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