Chapter 52: Scrambled Eggs in an Iron Pot

Seeing this, Tian Shuyan suddenly whispered, "Let's chase!" ”

Li Wenxiu and Qi Yufeng turned their heads and looked at Tian Shuyan in surprise, not understanding what this had to do with themselves?

Tian Shuyan said with a smile: "Wenxiu, you have been returning to Xinjiang for a long time, have you ever heard of a martial arts master who uses an iron pot as a weapon?" ”

Li Wenxiu lowered his head and thought about it carefully, and shook his head in confusion.

Qi Yufeng listened to Tian Shuyan affectionately call "Wenxiu", goosebumps on his tired body shook off, and after listening to the second half of the sentence, he suddenly blessed his soul and blurted out: "Avanti, the god of war in the Western Regions!" ”

Tian Shuyan couldn't help but snort when he heard this, and laughed: "Avanti is Avanti, when did he have such a domineering nickname, I haven't heard of it?" ”

"This Avanti and Yuan Shixiao were known as the northern and southern heroes who returned to Xinjiang, their martial arts are unfathomable, and they are almost invincible in the world, Brother Qi, what do you think of the strong man's martial arts?"

Qi Yufeng groaned: "The moves are weird, and they are very difficult to prevent. Could it be that this is Avanti's martial arts? ”

Tian Shuyan said: "Yes, in order to avenge my master's uncle, my master was wandering back to Xinjiang, and he saw Avanti's martial arts, and my senior sister Li Yuanzhi also fought side by side with Avanti and retreated from the Qing army. ”

Qi Yufeng was very interested and said, "So you have to see it." ”

Li Wenxiu frowned slightly and said, "I think that person has very good martial arts, maybe he is taller than us, so don't make trouble for others." ”

Tian Shuyan and Qi Yufeng said together: "If you want it, you want it, how can you not watch such a bustle!" ”

After saying that, the two of them coaxed and persuaded each other, but Li Wenxiu nodded helplessly after all.

The three of them walked along the stone road, all the way up the mountain, chasing the footprints of the officers and soldiers, and it took more than half an hour for the sound of gold and iron to resonate in the back mountain forest.

Tian Shuyan's face was overjoyed, and he said, "It seems to be over there." "Peel back the bushes and drill through.

A few people approached, and gradually heard a few oops, and several people were restrained one after another, and then silence returned.

The three of them sounded strange, and unconsciously stood behind a row of bushes, and looked at each other a few times.

Suddenly, there was a snort from the front, and the strong man said: "Three ghostly little devils, when they get to the ground, don't they know how to say hello to their master?" ”

Tian Shuyan chuckled, shook his sleeves, lifted the bushes, and walked out. Seeing that the strong man tied up Brother Gong with his body and lay on the side, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and the Qing soldiers who surrounded the strong man were even more crooked, and their posture was ugly and fainted to the ground.

Who knew that as soon as he showed his head, he saw an iron pot flying towards him, fast and fast, Tian Shuyan did not dare to take its edge head-on, stretched out his hand to grab it, and wanted to make a "falling cherry blossom wind dance" to gradually unload this strength, his move is a Wudang faction mastery, the highest level can divide the power of a move into twelve forces, respectively, unloaded, just like the cherry blossoms in the wind agitated, circling and falling. No matter how strong the enemy's momentum is, there is nothing he can do.

Who would have thought that the iron pot was just about to fly in front of him, when suddenly the momentum turned, turned a half-arc, fluttered, shot towards the tree to the side, and then rebounded, and fell straight back into the strong man's hand.

As soon as the strong man received the iron pot, he pounced forward, and when Tian Shuyan caught it and failed, and his right hand was still frozen in the air and had not fallen, a pot hit him cross-legged, this move was fast and ruthless, and the posture was weird, which was really unexpected by everyone.

Tian Shuyan's knees twisted slightly, making a word trick hovering on the strong man's arm, shaking slightly, he turned around in the air, pulled out his long sword, and pointed towards the top of the strong man's head.

The strong man was taken aback, and the iron pot was lifted and swung towards the tip of Tian Shuyan's sword. Tian Shuyan was in the air, his tricks were not old, and the sword body was bent on the iron pot, and he turned a somersault in the air.

These rabbits rose and fell, only in an instant, the strong man nodded, stood with his feet apart, his toes were shoulder-width apart, his upper body remained naturally upright, his chest was naturally contained, he leaned forward slightly, held the iron pot in both hands and shook it, and turned it up where Tian Shuyan landed.

Tian Shuyan was about to speak on the ground, but who knew that this strong man actually didn't give up, and in desperation, he took a breath of true qi, put one foot on the iron pot a little, and turned a somersault in the air, with his head down, and a sword stabbed at the strong man.

Who knew that the strong man followed the way of his sword, and the iron pot backhand was a beat, when this move was pulled, it was quite the style of Qi Yufeng Ping Pong swordsmanship, Tian Shuyan performed the soft cloud swordsmanship passed down by the master, and contracted freely, and the sword body was bent on the iron pot at the moment, almost drawn into a semicircle, and then borrowed a flick of the force, and jumped to the tree behind him.

On the one hand, Qi Yufeng and Li Wenxiu both admired it, and said in their hearts that this martial arts light skill was really extraordinary.

Li Wenxiu said: "This Senior Brother Tian's light skills are so high, like this, you can do it by touching objects with the tip of your sword and doing somersaults in the air?" ”

Qi Yufeng blushed a little and said, "I can't." ”

Li Wenxiu said: "I can't either, none of the martial arts people I saw in the Western Regions before have such wonderful light skills as him." ”

The two were talking on the side, but Tian Shuyan was angry and anxious when he heard it.

It turns out that the strong man seems to be reckless, but the martial arts are not weak, several conflicts, Tian Shuyan was either rebounded by the iron pot in the sky and somersaulted, or was squeezed by the strong man can not get off the tree, this soft cloud swordsmanship should be continuous after moving, after a move, no matter how the other party parries and retreats, the second move will follow, such as soft silk, spring clouds, but he was trapped in the air, once he fought, he was turned by the strong man's iron pot, lifted into the air, this continuous four words, it can not be done in any way.

After a long battle, Tian Shuyan also thought about breaking his iron pot with his strength, but after several temptations, the iron pot was so dark and thick that it couldn't be broken, how could he break it with a thin iron sword?

After a few more moves, Qi Yufeng and the two also saw Tian Shuyan's dilemma, and they were silent at the moment.

After observing a few moves, Qi Yufeng suddenly said "Huh", he saw that this strong man turned forward, backward, left, and right, and could not do without the words push, pull, Yang, and frustration, and twisted and threw his wrist, which seemed to be somewhat similar to his table tennis swordsmanship, but this iron pot was thick and short, but its essence was different.

Natian Shuyan was squatting on the tree at this time, waiting for an opportunity to fight back, and when he heard Qi Yufeng laughing, he couldn't help but blush again, and said in his heart that this secretly rival in love didn't know how to smear him. I think it was in Li Wenxiu's eyes, and at this time, he must have felt as ugly as a monkey jumping up and down.

His temperament is different from Qi Yufeng, although he is usually chic and uninhibited, but in front of the girl he likes, he always dares not speak, and Qi Yufeng is straightforward and fast-talking, he can say whatever he wants, and there are countless flattering jokes hidden in his stomach, which makes Li Wenxiu smile like a flower.

He chanted a hundred lines of poetry, but he couldn't resist Qi Yufeng telling an easy-to-understand joke, he made a lot of efforts to bring the relationship between the two closer and called "Wenxiu", he had already mustered up enough courage, his face was red and his heart was beating badly, and Qi Yufeng was grinning, and he opened his mouth to "Ah Xiu", "Ah Xiu" called non-stop, like flowing water, arbitrarily, without leaving any trace of deliberateness.

He talked about the mountains and the water, and talked about the past and the present, but the two of them didn't seem to be interested in these elegant things, but were more concerned about the squirrels, white rabbits, or delicious things they met on the road.

Pity this young chivalrous man with splendid articles in his heart, except for practicing martial arts and drinking, he can only chant a few crooked poems, and he has no chance to show off in front of two semi-illiterate people.

At this time, when I looked back and saw the strong man smiling, as if mocking him, I couldn't help but be angry, holding the sword in both hands, and wanted to make a move "Jade Girl Throw" to stab the strong man's hand.

This move is plain and light, and it seems to be unfocused, but the tip of the sword is pierced, but it is mixed with the Wuji internal skills that he has practiced for more than ten years, and it lingers gently, and the sword move can go around a small bend halfway, which is unguardable.

He stepped hard, looked at the man's fingers, stabbed with a sword, and his body was in the air, when he suddenly heard Qi Yufeng shouting: "Turn back!" ”

Before he could think about it, his sword momentum was out, there was no retreat, and the next sword appeared like a shock, sneering at the strong man with the sound of the wind, only to see the strong man, holding the handle of the iron pot, gently turning back, protecting his wrist, and preventing him from this move.

Tian Shuyan turned upside down, returned to the tree, and said "huh" at the same time as the strong man, looking at Qi Yufeng.

Tian Shuyan said in his heart: "Although Brother Qi's martial arts progress is fast, there is still a long distance between him and me, just one move, why did he suddenly break through that strong man's move?" ”

The strong man's face was full of surprise at first, but then he also smiled and said, "Little friend, your eyes are very good!" ”

Qi Yufeng said with a smile: "Brother Tian, you make the fast sword fight with him, and I will tell you the location of his iron pot." ”

Tian Shuyan had doubts in his heart, nodded reluctantly, and used his fast sword, endlessly, fighting with the strong man.

I only heard Qi Yufeng shouting on the side: "Left, left, right, back, front, back, rollover, push, pull, raise ......" After a few dense moves, he actually did not say a word, and explained the coming and going of the strong man's iron pot clearly, although Tian Shuyan was still a little confused and did not know the reason, but after a few somersaults in the air, this day was much better, and the strong man could not resist his sword, and staggered back a few steps.

Tian Shuyan seized the gap and landed lightly, he was surprised and happy at the moment, and asked repeatedly, "What's going on?" ”

Qi Yufeng laughed: "He's just a big spoon, it's not like you haven't fried vegetables, you still don't understand this truth?" ”

Tian Shuyan's mind suddenly flashed, and he suddenly understood that every time the strong man forced him to jump, he pushed the iron pot forward, in order to force him to jump in front of the strong man, and not fall behind him; And when he fell, he always pulled back, which also made him unable to use all his strength to jump out of the range of his iron pot; And when competing moves, he always rises and falls, flips himself, and gives himself a buffer......

A scene suddenly appeared in his mind, that is, the strong man carrying an iron pot, constantly turning the spoon on the fire, stir-frying, and he was the one who could not turn the palm of his hand no matter what, and could not escape his fate - scrambled eggs!

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