He roared angrily, raised his fist and punched Xu Qin on the cheek.
Although Xu Qin rarely fights in actual combat, he has been taught by Xu Hui's words and deeds since he was a child, and his kung fu has penetrated into the cells of the body.
Fighting and close combat are all subconscious actions, but it doesn't matter how you think about it.
His movement memory is clear and his routines are skillful.
In recent months, I have practiced fighting in the field with real guns and knives in the house, and it has been quite effective.
As for the martial arts passed down from the family of the Military God Xu, they are definitely outstanding.
Although this young master is also a warrior who has studied under a famous master, his punch speed is very fast and sharp.
But in Xu Qin's eyes, this was too common.
The corner of his mouth slightly curled up, and he snorted coldly. He raised his palm to seal the opponent's fist, then pushed hard and let out a strong breath.
"Dengdengdeng..."
The young owner of the village was caught off guard, unsteady on his feet and took seven or eight steps back.
"Pap..."
He fell to the ground.
Suddenly, the young village master's face turned the color of pig liver, feeling extremely ashamed.
He never dreamed that this seemingly gentle young man would dare to fight against him?
Moreover, the martial arts is not weak?
Some of the villa servants and doormen who were watching were secretly amused.
Deserve it!
Usually in front of servants like them, the young village owner is used to being domineering, but now he meets someone who doesn't buy it.
It was fun, but no one dared to cheer.
The young owner of the village has always been sinister and vicious, even worse than his father.
No one will get any good fruit from offending him.
"The daring lunatic has become so bold that he dared to take action against our Shaozhuang and go up and kill him."
A guard captain who was following the young village master roared when he saw this.
Six guards in warrior uniforms quickly surrounded him.
"Cang Cang..." There was a loud sound, and all the Yan Ling swords were unsheathed.
Xu Qin was dumbfounded when he saw this.
His sword hung on the saddle of the snow colt.
It is estimated that Xu Sanlang, a heartless guy, retreated to a distant place to take a nap and rest.
His eyes caught a glimpse of several wooden swords placed in the corner of the courtyard, probably used for daily training.
He moved with a lunge and picked up a wooden sword from the corner.
"Wait a minute..."
The young owner of the village waved his hand to stop the six guards who were surrounding him.
Although he hated the boy in front of him, using more people to attack less people in public would damage the prestige of his young village owner.
It would also be detrimental to his family's reputation if word spread.
"Throw him a real iron sword."
The young master glanced at Xu Qin with a complicated expression, then turned around and snorted.
A guard pulled out an iron sword from the sword rack and threw it at Xu Qin's feet with "choking...".
The young master of the village took a few steps back, "choking..." and pulled out the sword from his waist, gritted his teeth and stared at Xu Qin, saying:
"Pick up this iron sword and let's fight it in the samurai style."
Xu Qin is still not sure what it means to compete according to the warrior style at the moment.
But based on the current situation, he could guess that it was probably a single duel with real swords, no matter life or death.
In ancient times, single duels were very important to resolve grievances.
The wealthy noble families would sometimes hire reputable intermediaries to act as guarantees, and the two parties would even enter into a "declaration of life and death".
Xu Qin understood that not only in this Jingyuan Villa, but also in the entire city of Huai'an, almost no one would buy it if he took out the East Palace Token of the Yongle Dynasty.
The remnants of the Jianwen Dynasty still remain here.
Therefore, he is deep in the tiger's den and is weak.
Don't hurt people casually, let alone kill, otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous!
If you want to leave here with dignity, there is only one way, which is to defeat this domineering young village owner.
Having made up his mind, Xu Qin kicked his toes and the iron sword bounced back. Then with a flick of his wrist, he pulled out a sword flower with his wooden sword and said contemptuously:
"I'm good with this wooden sword."
He weighed it and found that this wooden sword, like the Xufu wooden sword, was made of ironwood from the cold area outside the Great Wall.
Commonly known as the Iron Wood Sword.
This kind of ironwood sword is harder and heavier than ordinary iron swords, and is not easy to break or break.
It's just that the iron wood sword has no edge and is not sharp.
But Xu Qin just didn't want to kill anyone, so he could just use his sword energy to defeat his opponent.
But he didn't expect that his casual words were like a slap in the face, making the young village owner turn pale.
"What a madman, look at the sword!"
The young master became angry with shame. The trace of arrogance and samurai etiquette in his eyes was now gone, and his eyes burned into a ball of fire.
He didn't care about signing up for each other before the decisive battle, holding fists, etiquette, etc. He roared and swung his sword towards Xu Qin.
I saw a flash of cold light in front of my eyes, and the bright sword blade had struck Xu Qin's neck, with the potential to behead him.
Like a fish in a deep pool, Xu Qin flashed his neck, stepped back with a bow, sideways dodged the sword, then raised the ironwood sword and stabbed him.
"Swish swish..."
He stabbed three swords in succession, attacking the young master's chest like a dragon emerging from the water.
But he deliberately showed mercy and stopped.
The moment the sword edge hit his chest, Xu Qin stopped his attack.
But the young village master was still enveloped by the cold sword energy, which pressed against his chest and almost suffocated him.
He was so horrified that he hit the opponent three times in a row with just one move.
How could he be so arrogant and willing to do so?
This is so shameless!
This guy didn't know how to advance or retreat, and he was taking chances. Maybe he was too careless just now.
He suddenly stepped back, as if avoiding his opponent's sword.
His six guards and the crowd of spectators at the villa stood behind him.
No one saw that the wooden sword of the young master opposite had already hit the young village owner in the chest.
What kind of brain does Xu Qin have? Of course he can guess the rogue mentality of the young village owner.
Determined to embarrass him again in public.
Before the young master could stand firm, Xu Qin swung his sword and swept away.
"call…"
The sword energy surged instantly.
This is the 'drawing the sword to cut off the water' among the Thirteen Styles of Xu's Quiet Wind Sword.
In the past few months, this was the trick he practiced the most in the Peach Blossom Stream in the East Courtyard.
As pure as fire, its power is endless.
The so-called martial arts in the world are all about speed and strength!
This is something that is repeatedly emphasized in the Xu family's martial arts, and it is meant to be remembered by all the descendants of the Xu family.
The most beautiful martial arts moves pale in comparison to the powerful strength and lightning-fast attack speed.
The young owner of the village has been learning from famous teachers since he was a child. He has extraordinary skills and is not bad at sword moves.
But compared to Xu Qin's Hunyuan Gong, his inner energy was far different and definitely not on the same level.
The young village master saw his opponent's wooden sword sweeping across at an extremely fast speed. He had no way to hide, so he had to use his sword to block it.
"when…"
There was a muffled sound.
The young village master was shaken so hard that his jaw cracked, his arm was numb, and his sword was knocked away from his hand and flew ten feet away.
Then, his waist felt numb, and the ironwood sword struck his acupuncture point, and he suddenly fell to the ground.
The warriors, doormen, and rough servants present were all stunned.
