Chapter Seventy-Three: Swords and Sticks

Give it a try! What to try? It's nothing more than kung fu on the edge of the fists and feet. This is a big man from the fifth grade, if he really can't control his fists and feet in a fight, and if he has something good, he will have to eat a big lawsuit. On the other hand, if you really have good work and hurt Li Lintang - even if you beat Li Lintang to death on the spot - then there is no, and you can't even find a place to reason.

Where is Li Lintang willing? He replied with a punch and refused: "Master Chief, don't be so joking!" I'm a rough man, I can only do a little rough kung fu of a three-legged cat, and I can't compare with a person from a military family like you, how can I be your opponent? Besides, my lord, if you use martial arts to wipe off a little oily skin, then I must also be guilty of killing my head, let's not compare. ”

Mr. Peng also came out to play a round game: "Don't laugh, sir, you and my junior brother are doing it, aren't you surrendering your identity?" This old turtle you are also in hand, the city is still not far from our small temple, if you return early, let the Lord Guogong pass by, but also to please the Lord Guogong. ”

"You're looking down on me!" Nalan Bowei frowned slightly, and pinned the fan back to his waist, "I grew up in the military camp since I was a child, and I like to compare fists and feet with people the most, you don't think of this official as a lowest." ”

Mr. Peng and Li Lintang both said "don't dare" in a row. Nalan Bowei also slowed down for a while, and said: "Let you listen, my Nalan Bowei has a name of 'martial idiot' and it is not for nothing. Although the official has never seen this master make a move, he can guess a thing or two. You stand steadily, your knuckles are thick, your hands are calloused, and although you are covered by clothes, you can see that your muscles and muscles are deliberately boiled, which is different from the thick muscles that you have trained with hard work. must be a practitioner who is proficient in boxing. Changtu Mansion is small, but it is also a hidden dragon and crouching tiger, how many martial arts I have seen, this master has indeed never heard anyone mention, this encounter is on, must be to ask for a lesson or two. ”

As soon as these words were put down, Li Lintang knew that he couldn't hide. But he really doesn't like to see these children of the family, he always feels that these flag men who carry cages and walk birds don't have a good character, and they can't be offended, but they don't want to have deep friendships. I also thought of a way to shirk it again: "My lord, you came back here this time, you want this old Wang Ba, presumably you didn't have a blade in your hand." I specialize in cultivating the stick method, you don't carry a blade, you suffer a loss, it's not suitable. ”

Li Lintang was talking here, but on the other side, Nalan Bowei had already taken off his long shirt, revealing the close-fitting short punch inside. He said that it should be good for him to grow up in the barracks, and that such an interior is actually not very comfortable to wear a long shirt, but it is more suitable for wearing equipment for military training.

I saw him walk to his servant's side, directly pulled out the knife, and raised his hand all the time: "I'll use the knife, you go and get your stick!" ”

Fu Daoren also fanned the flames on the side: "Several, let's stand on the side, and move our hands for a while, I'm afraid this field won't be able to be used." ”

Li Lintang was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth, and said to Huzi: "Little cub, you go and get my 'most handy' blade!" ”

Li Lintang bit the byte to death, and the three words "the most handy" were clearly stated. Huzi is a clever child, where can't you hear the joints in Li Lintang's words? It makes sense, this is because his uncle is unwilling to compete with this officer, so he just admits it, buys a well-behaved and loses in the hands of the other party, and his face is good-looking. To take this "most handy" blade, it is definitely not to take the big iron rod with the thickness of a goose egg.

Huzi nodded in response, ran to the firewood room, and took a whistle stick. It is also dry in this firewood room, and this whistle stick has not only not been gnawed by insects after a few years, but it was originally painted with red paint, and now it is not visible in its original color. Huzi directly took the hem of his clothes, stroked it up and down twice, wiped the dust wrapped in the stick, lifted it out, walked to Li Lintang and bowed, and handed the whistle stick with both hands: "Uncle Shi, your blade." ”

What kind of sword is this? The original meaning of the word "whistle" refers to patrol and guard posts. The whistle stick was a tool used by those who patrol the road to defend themselves, and later referred to the long wooden stick used to defend themselves on the road. It doesn't have to be early, before the first year of the first year, pedestrians wore swords on the street and told messengers to take them down on the spot when they saw them, and this whistle stick became a thing for ordinary people to defend themselves.

The whistle stick that Huzi took was four feet long, and Li Lintang's broad hand was clenched tightly, and the nails could reach his palm, and the thickness of this stick could be imagined.

Nalan Bowei looked at the whistle stick in Li Lintang's hand and laughed sinisterly: "Master, is this the blade you have in your hand?" ”

Li Lintang is not a loser to be Peng Xiuzhen's junior brother, and this door is all about lying with a red face and a heartbeat. He pouted with a white face: "Amitabha! The monks are merciful and refuse to kill, so they do not use a blade that is cut or a heavy blunt weapon. The practice of martial arts is to strengthen the body, not to kill. ”

Li Lintang couldn't help laughing when he heard this, but he couldn't laugh out loud, so he could only turn his back and cover his mouth, holding his shoulders so that he couldn't help shaking.

Nalan Bowei didn't look at anything unusual on Huzi's side, but raised his knife at Li Lintang, shouted "Be careful", and attacked with a knife.

Although Li Lintang looked down on these second ancestors, after all, the other party was born in the military, so he didn't dare to underestimate it, so he naturally took a good posture and dealt with it carefully.

This Narambovi move is very simple - a split, a lift, a pick, a horizontal slash. It's very simple, but it's very powerful! There is not a trace of superfluous movements, there is nothing fancy, these few tricks down, is to pay attention to a "fast" word! This is a skill that has been cultivated in the military for many years, unlike the fists and feet of those people in the rivers and lakes, what he emphasizes is to defeat the enemy with one move.

Li Lintang retreated and retreated, refusing to confront him. Where is Nalan Bovi, he just wants Li Lintang to fight him. said that it was too late, and then it was fast, Nalan Bowei rushed up with an arrow step, and slashed straight down according to Li Lintang's head.

Li Lintang crossed the whistle stick and raised it to block, and Nalan Bowei attacked Li Lintang's lower plate with his legs. Flirting with yin legs is a trick that is made next, but this trick is used very skillfully in many punches and kicks. Seeing this move, Li Lintang twisted a whistle stick, polarized the opponent's knife, took a step forward with his left leg, and nailed it to the ground steadily. Nalan Bowei's kick turned into a hard kick on Li Lintang's calf with his calf, and both sides didn't take advantage.

Li Lintang took advantage of the other party's new strength, twisted his body and stuck to the other party's arms, leaned on his shoulder, and pushed Nalan Bowei out five or six steps.

It's not that Li Lintang doesn't want to keep his hand, but it's difficult to keep it. After all, he is a person who rolls on the tip of a knife, and he has been fighting with people for many years, and many times, his mind can't keep up with his body. Even if you want to keep your hand, many actions are naturally habitual, and when you see the other party's empty door, you naturally want to attack and take advantage of it.

Nalan Bowei suffered a small loss here, but he didn't see any change in his color, but said with a smile: "Good skills!" The master is not simple. Let's do it again, take a look at these tricks, can you do next? ”

After speaking, he raised his knife again. This time, Li Lintang felt that something was wrong-if he said just now that he was still competing with each other, now this move is extremely insidious and vicious, and he clearly wants his own life!

This Nalan Bowei is also such a small heart! It's just that he lost half a move in the competition, is he trying to get angry with the other party's life? also made a decent gentleman, smiling and talking to you, it is also frightening to think about it. This Li Lintang was even more annoyed, and scolded these banner people for not having a good thing.

There's no way, you can't turn around and kill him yourself, right? After this move and two moves, Li Lintang felt that his martial arts must be higher than him, although he was moved with murderous intent, even if he used a weapon that was not in his hand, Nalan Bowei couldn't help him for a while.

But Li Lintang was also angry, thinking that this straw bag didn't know how to do it, and he couldn't see it after a few hands? Fighting with murderous intentions, the opponent only defended but did not attack, and after being entangled for a quarter of an hour, he did not distinguish the superior, or forced each other to the death, which was somewhat shameless.

Li Lintang was angry in his heart, so naturally he couldn't care about anything else, so it didn't matter if you were the king of heaven.

Nalan Bowei swept his leg again, and then turned around with his strength and slashed hard, going straight to Li Lintang's waist. Li Lintang is waiting for such an opportunity! Nalan Bowei swept his leg and then turned his back to Li Lintang, and when he handed out the knife, he relied on the judgment before he came out of the leg, when Li Lintang dodged this kick, he was already holding the whistle stick with one hand for a while, and he raised it high, and when the knife was released, the whistle stick in Li Lintang's hand was like having eyes, and it was in front of Nalan Bowei's wrist. Looking at it from the side, it was like Nalan Bowei holding his wrist to hit the whistle stick in Li Lintang's hand.

Nalan Bowei did it with all his might, and Li Lintang was strong again, and hitting this small whistle stick was like hitting the masonry. I only felt a pain in my wrist, and my fingers were out of my control, and the knife was thrown out directly.

After this trick was used, Nalan Bowei was already in a posture of bowing his body. Li Lintang changed his hands to hold the stick again, and picked it up according to Nalan Bowei's chin, which was to flip Nalan Bowei to the ground, and then handed out the long stick, pointing directly at Nalan Bowei's throat!

After all, this stick has fallen to the end. Not only was Li Lintang jealous, but the muzzle of the black hole had already been pointed at him. The four pro-soldiers around, one of whom was holding a short musket in his hand, all pointed at Li Lintang's head. Li Lintang didn't dare to move.

Nalan Bowei lay on the ground for a while before he regained his breath, sat up, wiped his mouth, and wiped the blood foam on his hand. It turned out that Li Lintang's stick hit him in the jaw, knocked on his teeth, and bit his lip.

"Put the gun down." Narambovi gripped his broken lips and commanded indistinctly.

He stood up again, nodded, and wiped the blood on his hands on Li Lintang's clothes: "Master is good at kung fu." After saying this, he ignored others, and casually asked the servant to dress himself, and sent someone to carry the old Wang Ba, beckoning Fu Daoren to go away.

But Fu Daoren turned around and arched his hand before leaving: "Peng Xiuzhen, let's see you in the future." ”

After the group had all gone out, Mr. Peng put down his back behind him and held Shuangjiao's hand tightly.