Session 2: Challenges

This sudden change, that is, Yang Ling's reaction was so fast, and he was so close, but he couldn't avoid it, and the corners of his forehead and eyebrows were already full of wine. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When Luo Cailing saw him, he wanted to laugh but coughed: "Yang ...... Ahem big brother...... Yang cough...... Big brother ......" Yang Ling was depressed, and it was not a taste to listen to her call of "cough big brother" and "cough big brother".

He wiped the wine stains with his sleeve before he reprimanded: "Cailing! you ......" He saw Luo Cailing's face flushed with coughing, and he couldn't say anything to blame. But being messed with by her like this, she didn't want to change her clothes, and she became the laughing stock of the hotel. He is still more or less a face-conscious person, with a tight face.

As soon as they entered the store, they ordered a lot, which caused others to be jealous and jealous, as the saying goes: "The tree is big and the wind is big, and the flag is high and the thunder" is this truth. At this moment, the businessmen all laughed when they saw Yang Ling being embarrassed.

Luo Cailing didn't see his expression and knew that he was wrong, so he hurriedly apologized: "Brother Yang, I'm sorry, I ......" She took out a handkerchief and wanted to help Yang Ling rub his face, and the other guests in the store laughed when they saw this, Yang Ling's face was pale, but he didn't have a seizure.

Luo Cailing scolded: "What are you laughing at, haven't you laughed in eight lifetimes?" One of them turned around and said: "I was born like a son, but it is so useless, I actually let a girl spray a face with wine, it's ridiculous!"

Luo Cailing patted the table and said: "The dog doesn't spit ivory in his mouth! Put the words clean up for the girl!" Another rich businessman on the other side said: "Why, I sprayed a good one, but I came to complain about us?" haha!"

Luo Cailing's face turned red and said angrily, "What's the matter...... Good ...... You fat pig, your mouth is full of oil, and you are tired of what you say!"

The man said again: "Haha, my fat pig is a fat pig, but I always have to talk with a reason, right? We laughed at us, but it didn't hinder you?" Everyone didn't know if it was because this person was talking funny, or because Luo Cailing was mean, anyway, they laughed again.

"You!" Luo Cailing was about to scold again, but Yang Ling had already grabbed her: "Cailing, how can you promise me? Don't make trouble!"

"Brother Yang?!" Yang Ling can not care, she can't do it, she is thinking about how to retaliate afterwards. And the rich merchant was not interested, and continued: "I said that you kid, you better take your friends and flee to the countryside as soon as possible, don't be embarrassed in the city! ”

Luo Cailing glared at him, picked up a piece of Dongpo meat with his chopsticks, and threw it into the man's mouth! The fat man was talking happily, but he didn't know that something soft suddenly got into his mouth and stuck his throat.

His voice was hoarse, and he pinched his neck with both hands, and he couldn't say a word. When everyone saw him in this situation, they realized that it was a dominatrix who had offended, and where did they dare to laugh again, they were all silent, put their heads away, and went to themselves.

Luo Cailing smiled: "I said, why are you dumb?

Yang Ling saw that the businessman's big face was distorted, and he knew that this piece of meat was stuck in his throat, although it was not fatal, but if there was no external force, he would not be able to swallow it for a while. He couldn't bear it, but he said to the merchant, "Take your hand away." ”

He also picked up a piece of meat, and with a flick of his real power, the man's neck loosened, and the piece of meat in his throat slipped and swallowed. He glanced at Yang Ling, didn't thank him, walked back to his seat, picked up his suits and walked by himself.

Yang Ling's kung fu is purely transmitted by internal force, and he is more clever than Luo Cailing's flying meat stuck in his throat.

Luo Cailing saw him rescue, and said, "Brother Yang, why are you saving him?" Yang Ling looked left and right and said, "Let's eat, we have to hurry after eating." Cai Ling couldn't, and the shop was quiet, only the sound of some small chewing was heard.

"Well, I'm full. Luo Cailing stroked his stomach, his mouth was small, and his eyes turned towards Yang Ling smartly, Yang Ling understood, and said, "I'll drink this jar of wine." It's just that there are so many dishes, and you can't finish them, isn't it a waste?"

"This ......," Luo Cailing muttered, "I didn't think about it that much...... Then let's make a bag and eat it on the way?" Yang Ling smiled bitterly: "Do you want to make a bag?"

Luo Cailing let out an "oh" and stuck out his tongue at Xiao Er, who was looking over there.

Halfway through Yang Ling's wine, he was slightly supportive, and Luo Cailing stepped forward and said, "Is it really that delicious?" It's spicy, and it's also very astringent. ”

Yang Ling thought to himself: "This Xuzhou flower carving is indeed not as good as Yangzhou's." Said slowly: "It's not satisfactory." He put down the bowl and was about to stand up, but he heard a few strange footsteps and knew that there was another guest outside the door.

I saw Luo Cailing pointing to the door and shouting, "Huh, Brother Yang, look at it, what a strange outfit!"

Yang Ling glanced at it, and saw the person who walked in outside, with an ordinary figure, nothing unusual, but his long hair was tied up, pulled to the back of his head into a bun, wearing an orange wide robe with a cover and underwear, although it was a handover collar on the right side, but it was different from Hanfu, with two arc knives inserted in his waist, one long and one short, and the soles of his feet were gurgling, and he was actually wearing a pair of clogs?

He was surprised, "This is not the usual attire in Middle-earth...... This is ......" He hurriedly pulled Luo Cailing over and said softly: "I'm afraid this is a widow!"

The Japanese people wore a kimono, known as Wu clothing before the Edo period in Japan, which was a product of the combination of their native Yayoi costumes and Chinese Tang Dynasty costumes.

"Wolver?" Luo Cailing said strangely. Her voice wasn't very loud, but it was so quiet that no one could hear her.

A stiff voice popped up between the mouths of the widow and said, "Two raw fish, remove the sting, and slice it." After speaking, he naturally glanced at Yang Ling and them, his expression was blank, but there was a faint hostility.

Luo Cailing saw him sit down, and was very curious about the Japanese knife on his body: "Why are the two knives stuck in his waist one long and one short?"

"It's called a sword, and it seems to be called a sword in Japan. Yang Ling paused, and then said: "I don't know much about Oriental culture. Why there are two swords, different lengths, I can't say why. When we're done eating, let's go. He was curious, and he would never give up without asking anything clearly, and simply admitted that he didn't know.

Luo Cailing nodded and got up. Yang Ling settled the account and walked past the widow's seat.

Suddenly, a stool crashed into Cai Ling's knee "Chengshan Cave". Luo Cailing was about to step on it, but Yang Ling was afraid that she would be injured, so he pulled her behind him, stepped forward with his left foot, and stepped on the stool.

Unbeknownst to him, the strength of the stool disappeared, and suddenly the residual strength suddenly increased, and he actually jumped up and smashed into his shoulder! Yang Ling was shocked in his heart: "How is it possible! This person's internal strength actually has two stamina?"

He hooked his left hand around the stool and quickly defused the momentum. He put down the stool and said to the widow beside him: "This brother, if my brother and sister have any words that offend, I still hope for Haihan." ”

Yang Ling didn't know that the Japanese samurai attached great importance to etiquette and humility, which was quite similar to China's "punishment of doctors" since ancient times. In particular, after Toyotomi Hideyoshi, the shogunate of Kanhaku, issued the "Sword Order", if a samurai was provoked, regardless of gender, old or young, as long as his status was higher than that of the other party, he could be killed at any time, which was called "abandoning the imperial exemption". Luo Cailing rashly interrogated the samurai sword, and he had already committed a taboo against the other party.

It's just that this person has been away from Japan for a long time and goes to China, and he knows that Chinese customs are different, and if he is an ordinary person, he is not embarrassed. However, Yang Ling's Divine Court is full, and he is obviously a martial arts master, so naturally it is a different matter.

The widow didn't raise his head and didn't move, and said slowly: "The martial arts are good, let's fight with me." "His Mandarin is unclear, and he has only nine characters, but he uses the pronunciation, which is obviously not familiar.

Yang Ling didn't answer, Luo Cailing had already shouted: "Hey, why are you beating me with a stool?" The widow turned his head coldly, looked at Luo Cailing, and then looked at Yang Ling, and said, "Zhi Na Nu, it's not my opponent." The people of China, come and fight me. ”

Yang Ling clasped his hands into fists and said, "I have something to do next, so I won't accompany you." He grabbed Luo Cailing and walked out the door.

Unexpectedly, the Japanese people did not stop them, and said to themselves: "China has Shaolin, Wudang, Emei, Kunlun four major martial arts authentic, and the masters have four masters, Yin Lianfeng, Gu Xun, Chen Yangu, etc. Hmph, except for Chen Yangu in the Kanto region, if he dares to go against me, even if he is defeated, he can be regarded as a hero. And to the south, there is no more opponent. ”

"What!" Yang Ling was taken aback: "'Kanto Hero' Chen Yangu was defeated in your hands?" He knew that this Chen Yangu was a Kanto hero, an iron whip wielding the yellow sand, and he had single-handedly blocked twelve Houjin masters from being undefeated, and he tried his best to protect the Liaodong Xiong Tingbi handsome, really a big hero in the north, and he was defeated by this mediocre-looking widow?

"Not bad. Yu Chai Crane said nothing. "It turns out that the name of the Japanese man is Yuchai Hesong.

Yang Ling didn't speak, and he was still suspicious in his heart. This widow is only thirty-six or seventeen years old, although the internal strength is strange, but it has not yet been overwhelming, if Chen Yangu is really defeated in his hands, most of it will be because of the knife technique.

"You don't dare to do anything with me, why don't you leave? This big country, there is no one for a long time!" Yu Chai Hesong looked disdainful, grabbed a piece of sashimi sent by Xiao Er, and opened his mouth to bite it.

Yang Ling was provoked by him, and he was furious in his heart, and seeing him so arrogant, the sentence: "I want you to see and see Chinese martial arts!" almost rushed out of his mouth. But he finally held back, and said in his heart: "How can I deal with this foreigner? But how can I swallow this breath when he insults my family and country?"

He was still wandering, and Luo Cailing had already shouted: "What do you mean that there is no one in China, let this girl teach you a lesson this guy who speaks wildly!"

Unexpectedly, Yu Chai He didn't move, and the muscles of the vest slipped like a loach, and Luo Cailing's left hand was empty. As soon as he flipped his right hand, the fish fillet was already wet, and a jump actually hit the back of Cai Ling's hand, and she withdrew her hand in shock, and the fish slice into Yu Chai Hesong's hand again.

Luo Cai said angrily: "What kind of trick are you?" She deceived her again, and even made sixteen moves to snatch the raw fish in the plate, but she was all swept away by Yuchai Hesong in a strange way, and she didn't touch it at all. And in this moment, the fish fillet in the dish was also eaten by Yuchai Hesong.

As early as the first move, Yang Ling had already seen that this Japanese martial arts were far above Luo Cailing, and he was better than him, but he was afraid that it was quite inferior. Seeing that the other party's food was approaching, he was afraid that Cai Ling would suffer, so he took out a folding fan to stop her: "Cai Ling, you step down, I'll come!"

Yu Chai Hesong wiped the fishy side of his mouth, stood up and said, "If you have to do it, I can't be rude." "There is a considerable gap in height between the two, Yang Ling is long, and he is a head taller than Yuchai Hesong. The widow of the Japanese has the meaning of short and short.

The customers in the store saw that they were going to fight, and hurriedly fled out of the store, and the shopkeeper saw that Yuchai Hesong was vicious, how could he dare to dissuade him, and only watched from the wall, and prayed in his heart: "Great mercy and great compassion Guanyin Bodhisattva, please bless you, the small shop is small, the table must not be broken, the chair is naturally not good, even the dishes and dishes should not be smashed as much as possible......"

Yu Chai Hesong took a step forward with his right foot, squatted slightly, and slowly put his right hand on the long knife at his waist.

The Toei katana can be divided into four grades, the longest is called "Wild Pheasant Knife", the shortest is "Rib Difference", and there are two kinds of medium and short "Tai Knife" and "Fighting Knife". At this time, what Yuchai Hesong was holding was obviously a knife.

Yang Ling had never seen this kind of fighting posture, but he felt that there were countless flaws in the opponent's posture, but the momentum was so calm that people didn't dare to take the lead. He first guarded the door with a fan, and when the opponent attacked, he counterattacked towards the gap. He didn't know that Yuchai Hesong's sword technique was called "Juheshu", with the ankle as the axis, the wrist exerted force, and once the sword was drawn out of the sheath, there was an earth-shattering atmosphere.

"Do the people of China always have to wait until their things are damaged before they are willing to resist?" Yu Chai Hesong said lightly.

Luo Cailing said suspiciously: "What do you mean?" Yang Lingjun shrugged his eyebrows, and his heart was shocked: "Isn't what he said about my national conditions in China for hundreds of years!?";