Wang Jun's holy decree to hold a martial arts ceremony flew out of the court and spread all over the country, causing a sensation in the government and the opposition in an instant.

Countless so-called masters of the rivers and lakes heard the content of the holy decree and rushed to Bianjing one after another to participate in the martial arts, looking forward to becoming famous all over the world, reaping fame and fortune, martial arts cheats or further entering the imperial court as officials.

Bianjing City, such as a dream residence, the third floor of the elegant seat. Wang Jun, Zhao Ling'er, Lin Yueru, Li Xiaoyao, Tang Yu Xiaobao and Anu were eating refreshments and tasting fragrant tea here.

At this moment, Li Xiaoyao was like a nail on his buttocks, but the whole person was restless, holding a teacup in his mouth, and said: "Brother Wang, since that will was issued, do you know that Bianjing City has been in a lot of chaos recently?" ”

Wang Jun nodded with a clear look, and sneered: "Since I have the preparation to spread the martial arts to the world, I naturally know that there will be chaos, but chaos is only temporary, and eventually stability will become the mainstream norm." ”

Lin Yue nodded as if she didn't understand, and said, "Brother Wang, did you really decide to let those Jianghu people enter the court?" ”

Wang Jun smiled mysteriously and said, "You'll know when the time comes." ”

When Li Xiaoyao heard this, a desire rose in his heart, no matter who he was, even if he said that he looked down on the court officials, he still had the idea of "getting ahead" in his heart.

If he can also stand out from the martial arts, wouldn't it make his aunt proud, and he would be more able to match Yueru.

Therefore, Li Xiaoyao couldn't wait to ask: "Brother Wang, can I participate in this martial arts?" ”

As soon as these words came out, Wang Jun and the others looked at Li Xiaoyao in surprise, and Zhao Ling'er asked hesitantly: "Brother Xiaoyao, how could you want to participate in martial arts?" ”

Suddenly, Li Xiaoyao subconsciously glanced at Lin Yueru, with a trace of embarrassment on his face, and said unhappily: "You don't care about this, Brother Wang will tell me if I can participate, right?" ”

Wang Jun noticed Li Xiaoyao's small movements, and immediately saw what Li Xiaoyao was thinking, he glanced at Lin Yueru for a while, looked at Li Xiaoyao for a while, coughed dryly, and said seriously: "Xiaoyao, if you want to be an official, I can make you a guard with a knife, why bother participating in martial arts?" ”

Li Xiaoyao's face was full of color in an instant, and said: "Xiaoyao doesn't want you to be embarrassed by Brother Wang, with Xiaoyao's current strength, it is enough to rank in the top 100 among the world's heroes, so Xiaoyao hopes to win the martial arts with his own strength." ”

"Brother Wang, since this idiot is willing to participate in martial arts, why don't you let him go! If he loses in the end, he can't blame others for his own reasons, and then he wants to be an official, you can just reward him, and it's best to let him go to the city gate to stand guard. Lin Yueru looked at Wang Jun and said with a hard mouth.

These few people can see that Lin Yueru has a knife and a tofu heart, a hard mouth and a soft heart, knowing that Lin Yueru's family affairs have put too much pressure on Li Xiaoyao, and finally Li Xiaoyao has the ambition to participate in the martial arts, even if he can't help him solve the problem, he can give support.

Zhao Ling'er saw that Wang Jun didn't speak, so she gently pulled Wang Jun and persuaded her: "Brother Wang Jun, why don't you speak, in fact, I am quite in favor of Brother Xiaoyao participating in martial arts, with the martial arts, at least in the future, my colleagues in the officialdom will not crowd out Brother Xiaoyao." ”

Wang Jun played with the teacup, looked at Li Xiaoyao with a determined face, and asked, "Xiaoyao, have you really decided to participate in the martial arts?" This time, the martial arts that can be held by the people of the rivers and lakes are not so easy to break through, according to the ruthlessness of the people of the rivers and lakes, there will be a large number of casualties in the ring. ”

Li Xiaoyao nodded heavily, and said firmly: Good Xiaoyao is willing to give it a try. ”

Since Li Xiaoyao has repeatedly made it clear that he will participate in the martial arts, if Wang Jun does not agree again, it will be a blow to his self-confidence, and he nodded: "I said in advance, if you have any accidents in the ring, don't blame others." ”

"If Xiaoyao has an accident in the ring, it means that he is not good at learning and is not good at anyone." Li Xiaoyao puffed up his chest and said.

"Tomorrow, you will go to the Yamen of Kaifeng Mansion to sign up." Wang Jun said.

With Wang Jun's support, Li Xiaoyao was no longer afraid of Sedum and others talking about him later, and said with a smile: "Xiaoyao has already signed up." ”

Wang Jun pointed at Li Xiaoyao's helpless face, how could he not understand that he was letting Li Xiaoyao be a shield, and said, "You, you... Why are you still telling me when you've signed up? ”

Li Xiaoyao smiled and didn't speak, hurriedly picked up the kettle to make tea for Wang Jun, and said, "Brother Wang, drink tea." This time it was my fault, and I promise I won't do it again in the future. ”

Originally, Wang Jun was not angry, but he couldn't cry or laugh at Li Xiaoyao's first cut, let alone let him be used as a shield, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

"Come and see, everyone, let's fight. Come and see, Master Fayan of Bodhi Temple, who suppresses evil, and Qiu Jun, the scholar and sword son of Junzi Hall, have fought. ”

"Come and see, everyone, let's fight. Come and see, Master Fayan of Bodhi Temple, who suppresses evil, and Qiu Jun, the scholar and sword son of Junzi Hall, have fought. ”

A loud shout sounded on the street, and in an instant, countless people from various restaurants and stalls got up and rushed to the competition site.

It was the first time Wang Jun heard these two sects, looked at Lin Yueru, and asked, "Yueru, have you heard of any Bodhi Temple and Junzi Hall?" Especially that gentleman's hall. ”

Lin Yueru nodded and said, "In the past, I heard my father mention that the Bodhi Temple is in Chongshan, and it is famous for having a Bodhi book that can emit the sound of Buddha in the temple, and it has a history of five hundred years.

Junzitang was originally a school, legend has it that four hundred years ago, the master of Junzitang was a lifter, when he entered Beijing to catch the exam, he was accidentally kidnapped by a bandit, and it happened that the cottage was eradicated by a hero that night, so the hall master at that time survived, and found a few swordsmanship in the cottage, light and internal skills.

As soon as I got off the mountain, I received the news of my mother's death, and I could only go home to keep filial piety for three years. Unexpectedly, three years later, his father died of overthinking and kept filial piety for three years again. At this moment, he is in his thirties, and he has broken through the heavens and men with martial arts, and finally saw through fame and fortune, but fortunately he no longer participated in the scientific examination and created his own Junzitang.

By the way, I also heard that the disciples of Junzitang don't want other sects to be familiar with all kinds of miscellaneous books on the art of war, and they also need to understand the Four Books and the Five Classics. ”

Wang Jun nodded thoughtfully, really according to what Lin Yueru said, the Junzi Hall, the institution that will be established next to supervise the rivers and lakes, will be a very helpful sect, and he got up and said, "Let's go and have a look together." ”

With that, Wang Jun took the lead and walked down the stairs to the place where the evil Arhat Fayan and the scholar and sword boy Qiu Jun competed.

It didn't take a few minutes for the group to arrive at the Siwen Bridge, where several awning boats stopped on the clear river, and the wicker "rustling" on the banks of the river on both sides was full of onlookers.

At each end of the Siwen Bridge stood one person, one dressed as a head, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, wearing a string of skulls around his neck, wearing a cyan monk's robe, and holding a dark iron Zen staff, looking like a robber.

The other person is dressed as a scholar, handsome and chic, holding "Lu's Spring and Autumn Period" in one hand, and a green steel sword in the other, and the sword body is engraved with a broken shadow.

Under the bright sun, the shadows of the two people were held on the ground, about tea time, the two people who had been in silence suddenly moved, only to see the Zen staff in Fa Yan's hand fall heavily on the ground, give a one-handed salute, and say: "Amitabha, you and I have no grievances, why do you want to block the way of the poor monk?" ”

Qiu Jun slowly raised the Broken Shadow Sword and pointed at Fa Yan, and said lightly: "The day before yesterday, Master Fa Yan shot and seriously injured my junior brother Shi Song, and today Qiu Jun came to ask Master Fa Yan for a lesson or two. ”

A trace of anger flashed in Fa Yan's eyes, and he secretly recited a Buddha call to suppress the anger in his heart, and said lightly: "Then the benefactor knows that your junior brother is helping to abuse and kill innocents, and what is even more scolding is that he dares to pick flowers." DID YOU KNOW? ”

Qiu Jun nodded lightly and said, "I know." ”

Fa Yan heard that it was a little strange, Junzitang is a famous and decent family and attaches great importance to the conduct of disciples, although Junzitang has always had a tradition of protecting shortcomings, but generally does not attach too much importance to disciples who have violated the rules of the door, and said: "Since you know, why do you have to be embarrassed by poor monks." ”

"Qiu Mou is not looking for you to stand up for Shi Chong, even if you don't use Master Yan, you will abolish Shi Chong's cultivation and bring it back to the Junzi Hall to accept the punishment of the door rules." Qiu Jun said lightly. "But there are no absolutes in everything, you took action to abolish Shi Chong, so that many friends in the rivers and lakes said that my Junzitang is not as good as your Bodhi Temple, and I have to take action for the sake of the reputation of the teacher."

Since Fayan is called the evil Arhat by the people of the rivers and lakes, it naturally belongs to the jealous and hot-tempered people, and now when he heard that Qiu Jun was here to find fault, his face suddenly turned cold, and said: "Then what does the Qiu donor want, draw a line, and the poor monk continues." ”

"That's good, Qiu Mou is trying to discuss a lesson or two with Master Fayan, and ask the master to strike first." Qiu Jundao.

"In this case, the poor monk is offended. Seek the Buddha and ask the Dharma. Fa Yan kicked up the Zen staff under his feet, raised it flat, and the sound of breaking the air whirred and whirring, which was really like thunder.

As a proud disciple of Junzitang, Qiu Jun naturally knew this move, looking for the Buddha's staff method's sparring moves, using this move to express the meaning of sparring, the Broken Shadow Sword shook, and the bridge surface ran over with a little tiptoe, and said: "On the swordsmanship, there are friends from afar." ”

This sword seems to be slow and fast, as if welcoming friends from afar, with a sense of enthusiasm, and like a gentleman's friendship is as light as water.

"Bell."

The tip of the sword and the tip of the staff slammed together, and a burst of sparks burst out in an instant.

"Worship the Buddha in the west." Fa Yan grabbed the Zen staff tightly with both hands and lifted it up, strode forward, and then slammed it violently, his face full of high respect for the Dharma.

Qiu Jun knew that his strength was not as strict as the law, so he no longer blocked hard, and immediately stepped sideways on the Spring and Autumn Footwork to avoid the Zen staff, and the Broken Shadow Sword flicked lightly, slashed along the handle of the staff, and shouted: "I am three times a day, and I am in the body." ”

Fa Yan knew that if Qiu Jun was allowed to get close, the Zen staff in his hand would be directly abolished, his face remained unchanged, he held the Zen staff in his backhand and swept it, and said with a compassionate face: "Lingshan worships the Buddha." ”

Suddenly, a Buddha statue rose behind Fa Yan, and the Buddha voice was faintly sung.

The sound of the wind waving the Zen stick made Qiu Jun's face change, and his left hand slapped on the Zen stick, and he flew out upside down and landed on the water, and said coldly: "What a trick to worship the Buddha in Lingshan, and look at my means, there must be my teacher in the threesome." ”

In an instant, Qiu Jun's figure was divided into three, and the three figures were all Qiu Jun's youth, middle age, old age, sharp when he was young, well-behaved in middle age, and twilight in old age.

"It's good to come, look at my move, Wubu is angry." Fa Yan's face turned angry, the Zen staff in his hand danced wildly, and the five Ming kings appeared together.

"Jingle Bell"

The sword shadow and the staff shadow instantly enveloped the Siwen Bridge, the sword aura was in the air, the staff was raging, and in the blink of an eye, a burst of stone foam and dust was raised, leaving sword marks on the Siwen Bridge, and the staff mark became crumbling.

With the sound of "bell", the two figures separated, standing on the pillars on both sides, holding the Xuantie Zen staff and the Broken Shadow Sword, looking at each other with a cautious face.

Qiu Jun's left hand gently brushed the sword body, wiped the mark on the sword, and said: "Master, the two of us have already passed a hundred moves, with the strength of you and me, if you want to distinguish the winner from the loser, it will take at least three days and three nights, how about winning or losing in a battle?" ”

At this moment, the monk's robe on Fa Yan's body has become fragmented, but he feels hot and strong in his heart.

Although I didn't know how Qiu Jun was in the past, I could feel from his sword intent that he was a righteous gentleman. As the two of them exchanged more than 100 tricks, most of the anger in their hearts had already gone, and the rest was pure appreciation, and said: "Okay, after this battle, the Sprinkle family invites you to drink." Come on! ”

Qiu Jun's eyes closed, adjusted his breathing, slowly raised the Broken Shadow Sword above his head, opened his eyes, and shouted: "Do not do to others what you do not want to be done to yourself." ”

With the words, the Broken Shadow Sword fell, and a sword qi of more than three zhang slashed down, and if you looked closely, you could clearly see that the tip of the Broken Shadow Sword had changed, but the sharpness had increased.

"Haha yes, this trick is a bit interesting. Look at me, and he will find the truth. "The law is strict and does not retreat, but advances, the Zen staff smashes back heavily, and suddenly the law is as if he has become an Arhat, his height is one zhang, the Zen staff in his hand has more than doubled, dyed with a layer of gold, and the Buddha's voice is clear.

"Boom"

The sound sounded like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and the air waves spread across both sides of the Siwen Bridge, forcing back countless onlookers.

The two fell on the surface of the water separately again, only listening to a few sounds of "click, click", Siwenqiao could no longer withstand the strength, and the roar shattered into a pile of stones and slag, and fell into the Changle River.

Seeing this, the two laughed and praised each other: "He is worthy of being the chief disciple of the Junzi Hall, and he is really good at the inner strength of the mean." ”

"The master laughed, where can he compare to Master Fayan in Xia, if it weren't for the master's intention, he would have been seriously injured in Xia."

"Haha, Lord Qiu is modest, the poor monk is a few years older than you, and when you reach the age of the poor monk, you will definitely surpass the poor monk's cultivation."

The two exchanged pleasantries, while calming their respective breathing, after a while, the breathing of the two, the qi and blood gradually calmed down, Fa Yan smiled: "Meeting is fate, the Sprinkle family invites you to have a drink today." ”

Qiu Jun also had the heart to make friends with Fa Yan, and hugged his fists and said: "It's better to be respectful than to obey your fate." ”

Under the willow tree on the bank of the river, Wang Jun saw the two people who were about to leave, and sneered in his heart and said secretly: If you do the destruction, you want to leave, you think too much!

"Dian Wei."

Dian Wei, who didn't know where to hide, immediately appeared behind Wang Jun, bowed down and said, "Master." ”。

Wang Jun pointed to the backs of the two people who had left, and said with a smile on his face: "Since they have cooled down, it is time to talk about the issue of compensation." You personally lead the team and go to the two of them to claim compensation. ”

Dian Wei looked up at the disappearing backs of the two, a smile flashed in his eyes, and said, "My subordinates understand." ”