The young hunter threw away his sword, but the man rolled down the embankment. When we reached the dead grass by the river, we stopped. He got up, patting the dirt off his body, his face ugly.

He never imagined that it would be such a consequence. Lose? He doesn't admit defeat. Because! It's not that he loses in swordsmanship, but! I tripped under my feet and slipped before I fell to my knees.

There is another reason, and that is his sword.

He cherished his sword with great affection, for fear that the blade would be cut by the other party.

After all! This is not a real fight, there is no need to take it so seriously. So! When he slipped and was about to fall to his knees, he hurriedly threw his sword aside.

Walking up from under the embankment, he didn't dare to look at the other man's face, and lowered his head to pick up his sword.

"Are you alright? You? Are you hurt? Confucius asked cautiously, with a sword in his hand.

It can be seen from the other party's face that the other party's self-esteem is very strong, and he can't hold it on his face. So! He didn't dare to be very aggressive, so as not to hurt the other party.

The young hunter picked up his sword, wiped it with his sleeve a few times, and said, "You have won! ”

"No, no, no! You didn't lose! It's because you're not familiar with the terrain that you accidentally slipped! Confucius hurriedly explained: "I come here every day to take a bath, and I know where to go with my eyes closed!" You don't know the terrain, so you fall to your knees! You didn't lose! You didn't lose in swordsmanship......"

The young Orion interrupted, "I've lost! But! I'm stronger than you! ”

"Oh?" Confucius replied.

Through brief communication and contact, he almost got to know this person.

This young Orion gave him the impression that he had strong self-esteem and was not bad-hearted.

"I'm bigger than you, and I have brute strength!" Confucius said.

In fact! He didn't mean to suppress the other party. But! He didn't want the other party to feel it, he was deliberately humble.

"At the age of twelve, I can go up the mountain and carry firewood." Said the young Orion.

"Oh?" Confucius thought for a while and said, "When I was twelve years old, my mother asked me to endorse the book and didn't let me play!" ”

"I'm not playing! I'm working! My dad is a hunter and often takes me up to the mountains to hunt! So! It's going to work. The young hunter wiped his sword several times before inserting it into its scabbard.

And then! When he came to the stone table, he did not speak, but stacked the small stones on top of the large stones. Then with a cat's waist, he said "hi" and picked up about five or six hundred pounds of stones.

"How? I'm strong! The young Orion put the stone down and boasted.

Confucius couldn't believe that the young Orion's strength was so great?

Not to mention the other small stones, even the big one, he couldn't hold it before. In the past, a few children from the village rolled up the hill together. Later, he also used small stones to support him from below, which became the stone table here. The small flat stones around it have become stone benches.

Now that he can move, he doesn't know in his heart. I guess it can't be moved.

When the young hunter had put the stone down, he also came over, bent over, and put his hands on either side, and tried it out.

The young Orion stood aside, looking at Confucius with a sneer.

Really! The first time, Confucius didn't hold it up.

Confucius was naturally not convinced, puffed up again, and tried again. Outcome! It just shook half the side.

Once again, it turned out! It was a complete failure.

Confucius stood up, his waist as if broken, and he could not stand upright. In desperation, I had to bend over and kick there.

"I'm stronger than you! Your swordsmanship is better than mine! We are one-to-one! Flat! With that, the young Orion turned and left.

"You?" Confucius still felt that he couldn't kick his breath, and he didn't scream again after screaming.

The young hunter burrowed into the dead grass and disappeared.

When Confucius saw that the young Orion was gone, he sat down on the stone and rested. He had to obey! The strength of the young Orion is not greater than his, not a little, but much, much greater.

In swordsmanship! Confucius also knew in his heart that it would not be so easy for him to win the other party. Just now! It was a complete coincidence that he won the others.

After sitting for a while, Confucius stood up, put the stone that made the stone bench in its original position, and then put the large stone in its original position. Without the stone bench, he could still move the stone that made the stone table.

When he returned home, Confucius was a little sullen and regretted that he had not asked the other party's name.

The next night, Fang Jishi returned.

Fang Zhong also came back, he didn't come in to meet Mr., but greeted his classmates first, answering everyone's questions and greetings.

Fang Jishi did not see Confucius, so he entered the hall.

Confucius's home is now completely open. In the past, Qi Guanshi was still worried about disturbing his reading and studying. Right now! The home has become a school, and it can't be opened up. The children didn't see Mr. Shi's wife, and they all spoke very loudly.

"You? You're back? Confucius then stood up and beckoned.

"What's wrong? I don't think you look right? Fang Jishi observed the words and colors.

"Me?"

"Huh!"

"I'm going to the river today to practice 'holding qigong', isn't it? Meet a young Orion passing by! ……”

"Orion?"

"A young hunter in his twenties, he looked at my sword on the stone table, I thought he was here to steal, but it turned out to be not! Afterward! He competed with me in swordsmanship, and I won over him. Outcome! He threw in the towel himself. I know he's not convinced! This is not? He put the stone bench on the embankment on the stone table, and! Picked up ......"

"You're talking about that big rock on the embankment? And the surrounding stone benches? Fang Jishi asked.

"Yes! He put all the stones together and picked them up......"

"This?" Fang Jishi said in disbelief: "Even me? It doesn't always work. ”

"It's really weird!"

"Oh?" Only then did Fang Jishi know why Confucius was depressed. It turned out that he didn't believe that there would be people with such divine power in this world!

"I forgot to ask his name! No! I wanted to ask him, but he left. ”

Fang Jishi smiled: "If there is fate, I will see you in the future!" Hehehe! ……”

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"Today, Mr. Ji Fu has tested Fang Zhong, the result! Fang Zhong asked rhetorically, but stumped Mr., hehe! After talking about Confucius, Fang Jishi also said what he was happy about today.

"Fang Zhong is really good?" Confucius was immediately interested.

"Huh! Where is his cow! It's you cow! ”

"My cow?"

"Fang Zhong moved what he heard from you to Mr. and asked Mr. rhetorically. Outcome! Mr. Jifu can't answer! Hahaha......"

(End of chapter)