"Second senior brother, the old man is inside, go and take a look, his old man has been talking about you." Zhang Fan also heard that Xiao Mowu's tone was a little wrong, and moved out of the old man's mountain, wanting to make the other party jealous.

Hearing this, Xiao Mowu smiled on his lips, and his expression did ease by two points, but he still didn't move, but said: "Old man, I will definitely go to the meeting, although the master drove me out, but in my heart all these years, the old man will always be my master, and I will always be his disciple." But before that, I have something to ask the junior brother. ”

"Second Senior Brother, please speak." When Wang Xu arrived at this time, he couldn't see that Xiao Mowu was coming at him, so he could buy a piece of tofu and kill him.

Xiao Mowu didn't let him wait long, touched the gray and white beard on his chin, and said meaningfully: "The old man is old, and now the senior brother is not here, who is the authentic kung fu of the Han family, and who will inherit it?" ”

"What do you mean?" Wang Xu was a little confused, not knowing what this second senior brother wanted to say.

Xiao Mowu took two steps forward, lowered his voice, and whispered: "Senior brother, everyone understands people, don't pretend to be confused, you want to resist the old man's chess, senior brother, I'm afraid you are not qualified enough." ”

This time, without waiting for Wang Xu to speak, Zhang Fan on the side was stunned at first, and then showed a sudden realization, and hurried into his ear and said: "Senior brother, the goal of the second senior brother is to be the name of the heir to the mantle of the master." Master traveled south and north back then, and was respected as one of the top ten masters of the late Qing Dynasty, which was an honor written into the martial arts record, and he was afraid that the old man would pass on the mantle to you. ”

"Heir to the mantle!" Wang Xu's heart moved slightly, he thought that he was a closed disciple before, and he was the heir to the mantle, but now it doesn't seem to be.

The heir to the mantle, in the martial arts, is a very cautious title.

A master may have several, or even countless disciples, but there can only be one successor to the mantle.

Such a disciple will inherit the master's name, connections, martial arts, peerless learning, and even the master's enemies.

When the time comes, the former enemy will come to the door, the master is dead, the disciple is here, and this hatred will continue.

Similarly, if Wang Xu inherits the mantle of the old man, he will no longer be everyone's junior brother in the future, but the head of the Han family's gossip sect, and such a name can be louder than that of a rural martial artist.

"Little junior brother, it's not that I want to embarrass you, but this burden is really not light!"

Xiao Mowu saw Wang Xu's expression, and he also began to look at the dagger, and sighed: "We people in the martial arts have been fighting fiercely for a lifetime, and it is not for this false fame.

I won't mention it when the senior brother is here, he is a great disciple of the mountain, and his status is the same as that of the prince in the past, whether it is martial arts or fame, I can't compete with him. But you're different, you're young, senior brother, I'm really worried that the old man's prestige will be smashed in your hands, and I won't agree to this. ”

"Second Senior Brother, you have been expelled from the division, you are not qualified to say this, right?" Zhang Fan spoke coldly, the expression on his face was a little dark.

Xiao Mowu smiled lightly, with disdain in his eyes, and said: "Senior brother and I are both apprentices of the master, and when we kowtowed, we said that we would give the master a pension and send him to the end. Now, the senior brother is gone, I am the senior brother, what are you, you also want to stop me from coming back to fulfill my filial piety? ”

"Me!" Zhang Fan's face was red and his neck was thick, and he finally wanted to speak and stopped.

He is forty-three years old this year, eight or nine years younger than Xiao Mowu, and some things really haven't caught up.

For example, when Zhang Fan entered the door to apprentice, the old man was already a hero of Jinmen, and he was tied with Huo Yuanjia at that time as one of the top ten masters.

Although Zhang Fan is the third apprentice, he and the senior brother and the second senior brother are strictly two generations. At that time, the old man was in the limelight, and there were six people who entered the door at the same time, and he just made the third senior brother in the order of apprenticeship, and he only knew the story of the senior brother and the second senior brother.

"Little junior brother, we are in the martial arts, we have our own rules, let's take a hand." Xiao Mowu did not put Zhang Fan in his eyes, but stretched out his hand to Wang Xu.

Wang Xu frowned slightly, thinking of countermeasures in his heart.

You must know that he has only been practicing martial arts for a few months, and it is almost the same as fighting a street hooligan, and fighting with martial arts masters during the Republic of China period is not self-inflicted.

What to do, take out a gun and shoot it, he celebrated the old man's birthday today, and dozens of people were mobilized around him, and Dong Haichuan would be shot to death in his next life.

However, if he did, it would be different from his goal.

What Wang Xu wants to accept is a person from the martial arts, not a bandit on Niujiao Mountain, it is easy to shoot, but it is difficult to take it back.

"Second Senior Brother!" Seeing Wang Xu's expression, Zhang Fan thought about it and took the initiative to step forward and said, "Let's come first!" ”

Hand in hand is the jargon in martial arts, which means to compete and fight.

This kind of contest is generally up to the point, and there is no need to distinguish between life and death, and there is no need to go to the ring, and it is best to use it for competition.

"Hehe, interesting, you really think you're a character!" Seeing that Wang Xu didn't speak, but Zhang Fan took the initiative to send it to the door, Xiao Mowu's eyes flashed with coldness.

He didn't know that Wang Xu had just apprenticed to his teacher, and he didn't have any kung fu at all, and he thought that the little junior brother had been following the old man since he was a child, and his kung fu had been passed on, but he was just cunning and cunning, so he wanted Zhang Fan to come to explore his enemy first.

Thinking so in his heart, Xiao Mowu secretly made up his mind in his heart, planning to give this third junior brother who didn't see it a little bit of power, so that he could know that it was not easy to be a pawn.

"Come, junior brother, senior brother, I will point you out!" Although Xiao Mowu said this, the movements in his hand did not stop, and he slowly stretched out his right hand.

Zhang Fan was overjoyed in his heart, seeing Xiao Mowu so big, he secretly thought: "I am also a martial arts master, although I dare not compare with the old man at his peak, I can also rank in the top ten in today's Hebei martial arts, and I am still the third junior brother back then?" ”

The two of them had different ideas, and they stretched out their right hands and touched each other in front of the Dunhuang Restaurant.

In the next second, Wang Xu only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and Xiao Mowu's right hand was like lightning, and it was buckled upwards around Zhang Fan's wrist.

Zhang Fan's face changed in an instant, and as soon as the expert made a move, he knew if there was any, and the second senior brother's kung fu was really not fake.

In his induction, he seemed to be grasping a loach, and he didn't have any point of focus at all, and he was bounced off with a touch of his arm.

"Good kung fu!" Zhang Fan sighed secretly, quickly calmed down, and slapped upwards with a single palm.

Xiao Mowu was faster, and without waiting for Zhang Fan's single change of palm, he grabbed his arm and pulled it down.

Hearing only the sound of "swish", Xiao Mowu pulled it down from above, slid down his clothes, and locked it directly on Zhang Fan's wrist.

The wrist was locked like this, and the single change of palm was suddenly broken.

Zhang Fan pulled hard twice, and found that the hand locked on his wrist was like a handful of iron, and he couldn't break free at all.

"Little junior brother, your heat is still far away!" Xiao Mowu had a smile on his face, looking like he was pointing at his juniors.

Zhang Fan was so angry that he almost wanted to vomit blood, but he no longer broke free of his right hand, and directly hit it with his left hand.

The left hands of the two touched in the air instantly, and the whole process was like a dragonfly in water.

Wang Xu heard it clearly next to him, and this time he fought, there was a whipping in the air, the sound was not loud but very real.

"It's hard to buy a sound, just by virtue of this, the martial arts of this second senior brother will steadily fall on the martial arts master!" Wang Xu chuckled in his heart, because he had seen Zhang Fan's martial arts, which was very good, but he couldn't make this sound.

In the martial arts world, this voice is not simple, it is often linked to strength, Zhang Fan can't play this voice, which means that he is worse than Xiao Mowu.