The old locust tree after the dense rain is dark green and shiny, just like an octogenarian standing upright in front of the main hall, radiant and not old at all.

There seems to be a slight breeze in the courtyard, rising from the ground, blowing the old man's spotted white sideburns, swaying in the wind.

Under the old locust tree, there are three figures, two large and two small, with the same neat horse steps.

It's just that compared to the big man's sculpture-like horse steps, the other two small ones are particularly far behind.

Although it is also presentable, but the legs tremble and tremble, which seems to be particularly worse than a little or two.

But if it weren't for the two little men, especially the little man who had muttered before, secretly holding back a breath of anger in their hearts, and being unconvinced, there would not be such a situation for the two of them.

Although the previous two Zama Bu were also very hardworking, they didn't work so hard in the end.

The octogenarian surnamed Wu, named Lianzhou, Mo about fifty or sixty years, when Emperor Daxuan was in power, when he was in charge of the east and west, it was the prevalence of ranger martial artists, and there were two lists on the rivers and lakes of the Great Xuan Dynasty at that time, one was the ranger list and the other was a martial arts list.

At that time, he was more than 20 years old, far less than 30, and a martial artist who had just come out of the rivers and lakes was famous in the whole Xuanjiang Lake, and it was called Wuzhou.

At that time, in Guangming County, where the martial arts style of the Great Xuan Dynasty was the strongest, there was a defensive battle that determined the order of the martial arts list.

The martial arts list is very small, so small that it can only accommodate five names, and boxer Wu Zhou is not on the list.

But at that time, the reputation was not weaker than the five people on the list.

The reason for this is that Wuzhou guarded the ring, and when he reached the sixth, he withdrew, and his hidden figure disappeared without a trace.

Therefore, there is a lot of controversy about it, or derogatory or praised, some say that they know that they are invincible to the front five people and quit on their own, and the mystery is that they can't get the reputation of Nuo Da who still wants to possess it, and they are also upset for it, after all, this young dark horse, boxing is really good, and boxing is in the hearts of the people.

Compared with the sword ranger, the fist and foot martial artist actually had a name before, the sword warrior.

So the real martial arts are actually simpler.

The fist and foot martial artist who just became famous in the rivers and lakes and disappeared in the rivers and lakes, was called Wuzhou when he was young, and later met the woman who made him willing to give up on the list of martial artists and be proud of the honor of martial arts in the world, and Wuzhou became Wu Lianzhou.

Just because the woman said that Wuzhou Wuzhou sounds like a place name.

Then the young man who had just won the fist and kick martial artist, who was originally ranked sixth, blushed, and then raised the courage to ask what the woman's surname was.

So Wuzhou became Wu Lianzhou, the name that was supposed to be famous, and since then it has become as unknown as ordinary people.

can't talk about gains and losses, because for Wu Lianzhou, he gets more than he gets.

There was no tomorrow above his head, but it was already ten days old, and Wu Lianzhou had already gotten up, and slowly walked behind the two small and one big three.

It's like one tall and one short from a long time ago.

Wu Lianzhou stopped and blurted out: "Summer practice Sanfu, winter practice Sanjiu, this is the basic, Zama step is the foundation, but I don't know ......"

Without waiting for Wu Lianzhou's words, the little man who spoke first lowered his voice in front of him, and learned Wu Lianzhou's old voice and said: "I don't know how many boxing martial artists who can scare individuals to death on the surface, but in fact, it is an empty shelf that looks okay, and I met a real boxing master, but it is just a punch thing, so I said, the wood of hugging, life, life...... , hundred, hundred. ”

Originally, there was a little man who was proud of himself, but his face was red at this time, and he couldn't think of it even if he wanted to break his brain, and the latter sentence sounded like a few sentences with great meaning He didn't understand anyway, and in private he was also disdainfully recognized by him as "hiding his head and showing his tail in the clouds is not a martial arts style".

Besides, he is not the kind of brain that can memorize books, or he doesn't like to memorize such words at all, otherwise his family background is not bad, and he can still be ranked in this Baifu City.

The other, even thinner little man, actually knew the words behind him, and he had memorized it since he beat Wu Lianzhou for the second time.

It's just that he is timid, and he doesn't dare to be as fearless and fearless as the little man next to him who can actually be regarded as his junior brother.

"The wood of the hug is born in the end of the millimeter, the platform of a hundred zhang starts from the soil, and the journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. ”

Ji Xiaolong, the little man on the left, after hearing the words that suddenly appeared in his ears, suddenly seemed to be a long drought and a rainy day, someone handed him dishes and chopsticks at dinner, and when he was happy, he couldn't help but stomp his feet, and said a few pairs in a row, and then looked at Zhan Yan with eyes like looking at a fellow person, his eyes were shining, and he appreciated it again and again.

It's just that the next chestnut knocked on the door of his head, which made Ji Xiaolong grin.

Zhan Yan looked at the little man who hurriedly stretched out his two little hands to cover his head with great sympathy, and was also embarrassed.

It's just that after taking a solid kick from Wu Lianzhou on the buttocks, Zhan Yan also lost this bit of sympathy, it's all bad, where is there any leisure to sympathize with you?

Seeing this situation, Ji Xiaolong only felt that his head didn't seem to hurt much, and even gloated with three points, after all, he had seen the power of his own master's kick, otherwise how could he worship him as a teacher?

The trunk of the palm of his hand was kicked off, of course, it was the palm of his hand the size of Ji Xiaolong.

And the next scene also made Ji Xiaolong's intuition particularly comfortable, because the senior brother who came a few days earlier than him was also a chestnut in his head, and looking at the appearance of the other party's eyes being misty, he must have eaten enough, and at this time, Ji Xiaolong only felt that his master was so good, no matter how good it was, no matter how good it was, it was pleasing to the eye.

According to his own words, Ji Sanqiu, the name given by his illiterate rural parents, was actually the day he was born, which coincided with the monk's fate, and his parents who died early begged for half a bowl of brown rice.

However, according to his Ji Xiaolong's private speculation, spring, summer, autumn and winter, autumn ranks third, and his Ji Sanqiu was born to his mother in autumn, doesn't it happen to be Ji Sanqiu?

At this time, Ji Sanqiu felt uncomfortable in his heart, because he didn't talk much, and he didn't learn the master, and even Ma Bu was particularly stable today.

Wu Lianzhou was extremely unreasonable in front of the three of them: "If one person is wrong, the senior brother will be punished, and he will be a martial artist." ”