Chapter 102 of the main text volume, the bitter child

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Wang Xiaojun pushed open the door after the first thing he saw was a statue of the god four or five meters high, before the statue, the wide offering table, there were candles and incense, as well as all kinds of melons and fruits, the watermelon that hit him just now came from this offering table In addition to the above things, there is also an unkempt old man, this person is standing on the offering table facing the statue, his hands have just untied his pants, and he seems to be going to pee on the statue! At this time, he heard the door knocking, turned his head and glared at Wang Xiaojun with burning eyes: "Did you say that you want to fight with me?" ”

Wang Xiaojun was surprised, although he was an atheist, he also knew that in the temple Taoist temple, he should respect people's beliefs, not to mention peeing on the statue, even stepping on the threshold is also disrespectful, so he couldn't help but be dumbfounded: "Damn, you're playing a little big, right?" ”

The unkempt old man was disheveled, dirty and smelly, and was hit like a mischievous child, first laughing, and then shouting: "If you don't beat me, I'm going to pee!" ”

Wang Xiaojun already had eight points in his heart: it seems that this is a madman, but he can't ignore this situation, he said kindly: "You come down first, I'll take you to eat something delicious." Read the novel to"

The crazy old man laughed when he heard this, and Wang Xiaojun laughed when he saw that there was a door.

"Don't try to lie to me!" The crazy old man Leng Ding grabbed a green peach and threw it over, Wang Xiaojun only heard a whoosh, the green peach had already arrived in front of the door with strength, and he was shocked that this crazy old man actually had martial arts! And no matter the strength or the accuracy, they will kill Tang Sisi in seconds! Even stronger than Tang Que!

Wang Xiaojun barely dodged his head, and the opposite side didn't wait for him to stand firm and smashed apples, bananas, watermelons and other tributes one after another, Wang Xiaojun was beaten by him and jumped to his feet, so he simply waved his palms and grabbed everything thrown from the opposite side and threw it on the ground, the crazy old man's eyes lit up when he saw this, and he shouted: "It's still a hard hand!" His figure moved slightly, and he came to Wang Xiaojun in an instant. Drink again: "Hit you!" ”

Wang Xiaojun saw that the crazy old man was using a palm, and he decided to score three points in his heart, but the other party's palm seemed to be weak. When he arrived in front of him, there was a sudden sound of wind and thunder, and Wang Xiaojun felt slightly strange. The right palm went to pick him up for this move, and the left palm leaned behind him to grab him by the collar, he thought to himself that even if the crazy old man's moves were exquisite, he must not be his opponent with palm power, but the palm edge just touched the opponent's skin, and the crazy old man slipped in place and turned, Wang Xiaojun felt as if he was hitting a giant spinning top with a speed of tens of thousands in a second, and his body was also brought up. Three words popped out of his heart: Tai Chi!

The crazy old man stood firmly on the ground, watching Wang Xiaojun spin like a ballet to the door, leaning forward and closing his back happily, and then clapped his hands and said, "You slap hard, what's your name?" ”

Wang Xiaojun was secretly frightened, in all fairness, he didn't underestimate the enemy just now, and the reason why he didn't underestimate the enemy was very simple, subconsciously he told himself that this was Wudang, maybe any person was a hidden master, and the result was such a crazy old man. He really didn't get involved in other people's side, Wang Xiaojun said casually: "Then what's your name?" ”

The crazy old man said, "I call me a bitter child. ”

Wang Xiaojun couldn't stop complaining, the other party was a martial arts maniac with high martial arts. I don't know what the relationship is with the Wudang faction, this fight is disgraceful whether it wins or loses, mainly because eighty percent can't win. He stepped to the door and said, "Old bitter, it's not early, I'm going back to sleep......" He stepped out of the door suddenly, looked up by the bright moonlight, and saw that the plaque of the Taoist temple he had just come out had three big characters written on it: Zixiao Palace.

Wang Xiaojun couldn't cry or laugh even more, he was in Wudang, and he knew that the main palace of Wudang Mountain was Zixiao Palace. What is enshrined in Zixiao Palace is the Wudang Lord God Zhenwu Emperor, if he hadn't stopped it just now. This great god will inevitably suffer the greatest catastrophe in history...... He couldn't help but wonder if there was no one to protect such an important holy place. Let a crazy old man go wild, thinking of this Wang Xiaojun, Leng Ding found that just next to the gate of Zixiao Palace, two security guards fell to the ground, and it seemed that they were knocked unconscious.

When the bitter boy saw Wang Xiaojun go out, he also jumped out of the hall and said, "Don't go, you still have to fight with me!" ”

Wang Xiaojun shook his hands and said, "We have no grievances and no enemies, why should I fight with you?" ”

The bitter boy was stunned for a moment, obviously being asked, but immediately laughed and said: "You are the only one in the whole mountain who doesn't use Tai Chi, so I love to fight with you!" ”

Wang Xiaojun became more and more abrupt, obedient to the meaning of this old man is really a member of the Wudang faction, but I don't know why he is not clear, he and the Taoist priests used each other to use a routine, Wang Xiaojun in his eyes is happy to see the hunt, so he naturally refuses to let it go. Wang Xiaojun didn't have time to think about the bitter child, he still attacked Wang Xiaojun's lower abdomen with his palm this time, and Wang Xiaojun had no choice but to wave his palm and fight with him.

This hit Wang Xiaojun is bitter, the bitter child is lacking in intelligence, his punch and palm are no skills, it is a simple and rough direct hit, but compared with his rather clumsy attack methods, his defensive skills are off the charts, Wang Xiaojun has repeatedly seen that he is about to slap him, and he is resolved by a magical flow of energy, whenever at this time Wang Xiaojun is either taken out or flashes his arm in pain, the other party is like a tomato seed between the lips and teeth, no matter how your teeth chase and kill the encirclement is to slip off and not be forced, This also means that he can beat you, you can never beat him, Wang Xiaojun is more and more discouraged the more he fights, and the words "Wudang Taijiquan" are becoming more and more mysterious in his heart!

Wang Xiaojun learned silk winding in Emei, and after defeating Yu Bachuan, he was still a little complacent to be honest, but at this moment, he was entangled by a crazy old man and had nothing to do, and his former pride turned into a sense of powerlessness, and after more than a dozen rounds, Wang Xiaojun glanced at the statue of the Zhenwu Emperor in the hall from a distance, and muttered in a low voice: "Grandpa Zhenwu, the ability of the little one is limited, and it is also benevolent and righteous to your old man, I have to take the first step!" He pushed the bitter boy back with both palms, and then ran away.

The bitter boy's body flashed in front of Wang Xiaojun, and he said with great interest: "Why are you running again, I haven't fought enough!" "It turns out that he is also very good at light work......

When he met such an opponent who couldn't beat and couldn't run, Wang Xiaojun told him that the earth should not be called ineffective every day, and he almost wanted to die, he puffed up his anger and said: "Old bitterness, you can do whatever you want, I won't stop you anymore, can't you?" ”

The bitter boy shook his head and said, "I just want to fight with you." ”

Wang Xiaojun gradually saw that the reason why the bitter boy loved to pester him was precisely because of his strong palm, and whenever the bitter boy was just resolved with softness, just like a child who learned a new skill and was never tired of it, Wang Xiaojun deliberately passed a few tricks with him softly, and sure enough, the bitter boy was unhappy and said: "Why don't you contribute?" As he spoke, he slapped Wang Xiaojun on the shoulder, Wang Xiaojun felt pain into his bone marrow, and couldn't help but scold: "You old madman is not finished? ”

"Hahaha, old madman." Hearing others scold him like this, the bitter boy seemed to feel very fresh, and kept repeating "Old madman, old madman, I am an old madman." ”

Wang Xiaojun's sense of powerlessness deepened again, not only could he not fight and run, but the other party was also immune to verbal attacks, and he was deeply fascinated by the word "old madman", and he didn't care who he was scolding at all......

Wang Xiaojun couldn't stand it anymore, he suddenly stood up, and said seriously: "I was wrong, how can you let me go?" His arms are sore, and the strength of the bitter boy has a strong rebound, Wang Xiaojun has beaten dozens of palms just like dozens of palms with a master of comparable skills, and the silk winding hand is also the softest kung fu in the world, and he can't avoid the rebound of the bitter child!

Seeing that the opponent was no longer fighting, the bitter boy also withdrew his hand in confusion and said, "You haven't told me yet, what is your name?" ”

Wang Xiaojun said respectfully: "My name is Wang Xiaojun, can I leave now?" He saw that the other party was just crazy, and he didn't seem to be very vicious, and hoped to use Huairou tactics.

"No, I'm going to fight you again!" The bitter boy refused quite simply.

Wang Xiaojun collapsed and said: "Hit your sister!" He leaped into the bushes beside him, scurrying in a serpentine manner.

"Hit your sister, hit your sister!" The bitter boy liked to learn new words again, and danced and danced down.

Wang Xiaojun is really desperate, when his body is mobilized to the limit, his brain is also running rapidly, he is pondering such a truth: a person with insufficient intelligence like a bitter child, he is not able to outwit the enemy, he picked up a fist-sized stone with his toes while running, and hit the stone far away with a wave of his palm in mid-air, and his body suddenly flashed behind a tree, and he couldn't help but be impressed by his wit......

The stone flew away, and there was silence all around, and it was estimated that the bitter child was also led away, and Wang Xiaojun sighed and said, "It's so scary!" Then he heard someone behind him also cautiously say, "Who are you talking about?" ”

Wang Xiaojun fell face to the ground, lying helplessly in the grass and said: "You kill me, I won't run or fight you." "It turns out that the bitter child has been following him all along......

At this moment, there was a noise in the direction of Zixiao Palace, and someone said loudly: "That...... That weirdo is here to make trouble again! Immediately someone shouted, "Don't shout! Let's see if he's around. ”

Hearing this, the bitter boy looked bored, and he patted Wang Xiaojun and said, "I'll play with you tomorrow." As he spoke, he disappeared into the bushes.

Wang Xiaojun was really relieved when he was amnesty, and at the same time felt like his whole body was about to collapse!

When Wang Xiaojun returned to the hotel in the early morning, Hu Tailai came out of the door to see him, and after a glance, he was surprised to find that Wang Xiaojun's whole body was dirty, and his face was covered with a lot of blood from tree branches, and Leng Ding appeared in the corridor, like a hare barely escaping under the guns of hunters.

Wang Xiaojun waved his hand at Hu Tailai tiredly, and said with a loveless look: "Don't ask anything, I want to sleep." He rushed straight into the room, stripped all his clothes at the door, and fell down on the bed, and fell asleep

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