"Mei Yuanchen, come out!" This second time, Yun Xiaomeng shouted directly.
She has many senior sisters and junior sisters, but only Yun Xiaoyang grew up with her. Although the two are not blood relatives, they are closer than ordinary biological sisters.
In Yun Xiaomeng's eyes, his junior sister is ignorant of the world, has a kind heart, and is the easiest to be deceived. Although Mei Yuanchen is not a liar, he is also a passionate person, "He is more hateful than a liar!"
"Senior sister, what's wrong with you?" Yun Xiaoyang came out first. She asked anxiously, "Why are you so angry?"
Although she still didn't know the reason, Yun Xiaomeng's shouts had a choking smell of gunpowder, and she was as smart as she realized something was wrong. She hurriedly grabbed Mei Yuanchen, who was walking away, and walked out of the room first.
After she finished speaking, she had already reached Yun Xiaomeng's side, held her arm, and asked again: "Senior sister, do you have anything to do with him? Is there any misunderstanding?"
Yun Xiaomeng frowned and glanced at her, hesitated to speak, and finally broke away from her hand, calling inward at the top of his lungs: "Come out, I have something to ask you!"
Mei Yuanchen didn't want to hide in the room at first. When she heard that she wanted to ask him something, he immediately opened the door and walked out.
"Palace Master Yun, I have something to ask, and my answer will be correct!"
He also wanted to know what he had done that made her so angry, and he suspected that there might be some misunderstanding.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he reached the corridor, Yun Xiaomeng suddenly attacked him with the same broken jade palm he had previously used in the capital's Yufeng Escort Bureau.
At that time, Mei Yuanchen thought that his martial arts skills were still shallow and he did not dare to take on the opponent head-on. Now he realized that he had some success in palm and boxing techniques, and he wanted to try his skills, so he rushed forward without hesitation.
"Bang!" The two of them each took three steps back before stopping.
Mei Yuanchen frowned slightly, but seemed quite calm.
Yun Xiaomeng's face was full of expressions, including suspicion, appreciation, resentment, and a strong fighting spirit... She tilted her neck, clenched her fists, and charged forward again, still looking like a man. style of play.
"Senior sister, what happened? Why did they start fighting when they met? How merciful you are...but don't hurt him." Yun Xiaoyang wanted to pull the two of them apart, but couldn't keep up with them. , I had to persuade him from the sidelines.
In her opinion, her senior sister is one of the top martial arts masters today. Although Mei Yuanchen is good at martial arts, she is by no means her enemy.
After hearing the news, the other Suxin Palace disciples in the courtyard ran out of the room with swords in hand and set up a formation in the courtyard, as if they were ready to take action at any time.
"You put away your swords, senior sister and Mr. Mei are competing in martial arts." Yun Xiaoyang didn't know the whole story, so she had to choose this explanation.
She had a very high status in the palace. After hearing this, all the young and old disciples sheathed their swords and stood beside her, just to watch the excitement.
At this time, the two of them had exchanged seventy or eighty palms, and it seemed that they were evenly matched. There was no sign of Mei Yuanchen's defeat at all. The people in Suxin Palace didn't like to talk, but no one commented or praised him. However, the admiration and surprise in their eyes were not concealed. No one expected that this young master's martial arts skills could be compared to his own palace master.
Yun Xiaomeng is ranked sixth on the master list of Zhaixing Pavilion, and is the leader of a world-famous sect. Mei Yuanchen is a disciple of Zhenwu Temple. Although he is from a famous family, he is not well-known in the world, but the two of them are in the world. There was a fierce fight in the courtyard, and it was a completely even situation.
After fighting, the two of them jumped onto the roof.
In less than half a quarter of an hour, many people gathered outside the courtyard. Most of them were the servants of the Xu family.
"Palace Master Yun, if something happens, why don't you ask me first? If I have done something inappropriate, please make it clear and I will apologize!" The further he went, the more Mei Yuanchen felt that Yun Xiaomeng had really moved. Ge, he didn't want to quarrel with her, so he took advantage of the gap between his palms to say to her sternly, "I really didn't mean to offend you."
"Your martial arts are improving very quickly." Yun Xiaomeng also noticed that there were many people outside the hospital, so he stopped his hand in time, stared at Mei Yuanchen and said coldly, "Either be nice to my junior sister alone, or stay away from her. of!"
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Before the time comes, the gong rings and the martial arts school continues.
The person who came onto the stage was a lean middle-aged man. He saluted Jiang Xiaoyu and announced his name: "Luozhou Feng Cong."
"Feng Cong, the leaf-folder?" Jiang Xiaoyu held a salute with both hands and replied, "I have long admired your name!"
The Feng family is a martial arts family in Luozhou, and their unique skill is the leaf-folding hand created by Feng Cong's great-grandfather Feng Changzheng.
There have been rumors in the world that the ancestors of the Feng family had been monks in Kuchan Temple for many years. After returning to secular life, they slightly modified the "Great Compassionate Hand" in the temple to become the current "Feng's Leaf-folding Hand".
Only experts know that the Feng family’s leaf-folding hand looks a lot like the Buddhist Great Compassionate Hand. In fact, the luck, force, palm opening, and palm closing are completely independent of each other, and there is really no reference to them. .
After the deacon said "start", the two of them attacked at the same time, and they were fighting together instantly.
Feng Cong made moves quickly, like a sudden rain hitting a banana. Fortunately, Jiang Xiaoyu was not slow in receiving the moves. There was a constant "crackling" sound for a while, but few people in the audience could clearly see their moves.
"These two are so fast!" You Shui was sitting in the front row, feeling dizzy. "They performed seventeen moves in one breath. They are well-deserved for their reputation as leaf-folders."
Jiang Xiaoyu felt a little aggrieved. Feng Cong's palms were like a gust of wind, blowing at him. He could only try to parry, but there was no chance of fighting back.
"Snapped!"
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"Snapped!"
Although the sound was not clear, people on the stage and those near the audience heard it. Jiang Xiaoyu couldn't avoid it and received a slap on his left and right cheeks.
He thought he was good at martial arts, but he didn't expect to be hit hard in the face with two palms today. He felt that his face was burning and painful, as if it had been marked by a branding iron.
"I'm going to be embarrassed now. No, I have to find my place quickly, otherwise I won't be able to gain a foothold in the sect in the future!"
Jiang Xiaoyu flipped back half a foot, stabilized his body, clasped his fingers into claws, and leaned forward to attack Feng Cong.
"I'm not as fast as you, and I can't defend myself anyway, so let's attack instead of defend. If I take two slaps from you, you will have to take one from me."
They say it’s better to slap someone in the face than to slap someone in the face. Jiang Xiaoyu knew that if he lost this martial arts school, he would be really shameless.
Feng Cong didn't expect that the opponent would suddenly abandon defense and attack with such force, so he had no choice but to hold back his palm first. Having fought six to seven hundred moves before, he had already discovered that Jiang Xiaoyu had a strong inner strength and did not dare to hit his claws, so he had to resist and break up the moves.
Suddenly, the situation on the court suddenly changed, the attacker became the defender, and passive became active.
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Although the Shenshao camp from the capital surrounded the Ruozhou military camp, they did not dare to break in rashly. Military camps are different from ordinary yamen. They don't just obey orders from above. Many generals are bandit and if not handled properly, mutiny is likely to occur.
Therefore, all emperors have always handled matters in the military with great caution.
The 20,000 Shenshao camp outside the camp was waiting for someone, a "local" from the Ruozhou garrison camp.
The county government office is about fifty miles away from the military camp, and it only takes half an hour to ride a horse. When Nintendo rushed outside the military camp, he heard the commotion inside.
"I tell you guys, we don't care so much. Just rush out. If it's too late, I'm afraid we won't have a chance!"
"The emperor listened to the slander and suspected that our Ruozhou garrison had ulterior motives, so he sent his divine sentry camp to surround us overnight. What are those outside the camp? Those are the emperor's direct soldiers! Now we have more people than them, They don’t dare to rush in yet. Once the people gathered outside exceed us, it will be the end of everyone!”
"Brothers, we have no objections but the emperor doesn't believe it! Everyone is surrounding us and grabbing everyone's belongings. Let's all get out!"
"Several adults, they surrounded but refused to attack. They only wanted to intimidate us. They are the emperor's personal soldiers. If we use our guns and knives in front of them, I am afraid that they will really come in."
"Brother Zhang is right. If we really take up swords and guns, then we will be guilty of treason in the military camp. This... This is really the last resort! It's inappropriate!"
