Chapter Fifty-Seven: The Iron Cloth Shirt
After receiving the barrage's instructions, Gu Li couldn't control it, and couldn't help but blurt out: "Such a dish, and let people make three moves?" ”
Wearing a hat and stuffing his scalp, Gu Li was speechless. At this time, he was a wanted criminal in the Yamen, but he didn't expect the barrage system to be so deceitful, making him speak amazingly and blurt out.
Fortunately, the people around him focused all their attention on the bearded swordsman and Yan Zhendong, and when they heard the words, they all opened their mouths and echoed: "That's right, it's just too good." It's all over the nineteen provinces, bragging, right? ”
The people didn't notice Gu Li's identity, but Liang Kuan on the side felt that something was wrong and glanced at Gu Li.
"Tooth rub Su? Why is he here? Squeezing through the crowd, Liang Kuan came to Gu Li's side and wanted to speak.
Gu Li hurriedly reached out to cover his mouth and whispered in his ear: "Don't reveal my identity, the yamen is looking for me." ”
"Uh-huh." Liang Kuan whimpered and nodded, holding the words in his heart.
"Master Yuan, if you don't make three moves, draw the knife. I'm afraid that if I continue to fight, I will die, forget it. Yan Zhendong was expressionless and spoke lightly.
The bearded swordsman looked evasive and hesitated.
Seeing this, Yan Zhendong turned around and turned back, seemingly disdainful of fighting him.
The crowd around them whispered, pointing at the bearded swordsman.
All the disciples were around, and the bearded swordsman didn't want to lose face, so he took advantage of Yan Zhendong's back to pull out his knife and sneak attack.
The sword wind set off a coolness, Yan Zhendong stopped, his gestures changed and he was calm, and he did not move in the face of the sharp blade.
The bearded knife man was overjoyed, and slashed at Yan Zhendong's chest. Shouted, "Die!" ”
"Shhh
Everyone gasped, Yan Zhendong didn't dodge at all, and took a knife from Master Yuan with his head held high.
"Good master!"
Although Master Yuan made a sneak attack, his disciples were not ashamed of it, but applauded.
"Huh?"
Retracting the long knife and taking two steps back, the joy on the bearded knifeman's face faded away, replaced by a solemn expression.
Yan Zhendong smiled and patted his chest gently. The already tattered clothes made a deep cut, and the strong chest muscles were exposed in the eyes of everyone. There was no blood, only a scar on the dark skin.
"What's going on?"
"There was no bloodshed?"
The onlookers at the scene were dumbfounded, and they couldn't believe the scene in front of them.
"Golden bell hood iron cloth shirt!" Gu Li polished his eyes and couldn't help but let it out.
The people around him were very excited when they heard this, and they were obviously very happy to see such miraculous skills.
"How dare you plot against me, hum!" Yan Zhendong's eyes shrank, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
The bearded swordsman was completely enraged by Yan Zhendong's divine contempt, and slashed indiscriminately with his sword, looking a little out of order.
Yan Zhendong was light and light, with a mocking look on his face, his footwork was smooth and orderly, and he saw the moves. The surrounding crowd applauded and watched it. It seems that he intends to show off his martial arts, or wants to play with the bearded swordsman, Yan Zhendong actually resisted the sharp big knife with his bare hands.
Both hands firmly grasped the big knife in Master Yuan's hand, making him unable to move.
"The barrage system is matched: empty-handed white blade!"
Gu Li was shocked, but he didn't expect that hard qigong could really be cultivated to such a point. received the barrage instruction, and admired it from the bottom of my heart: "What a move to catch the white blade empty-handed!" ”
Hiding in the crowd, Gu Li spoke from time to time, like a narrator.
"Pick up the white blade empty-handed! That's a great trick! Liang Kuan kept nodding when he heard this, staring at Yan Zhendong with his eyes, not leaving for a moment.
The bearded knife man broke free with all his strength and used the Yuejia serial knife technique. The soles of his feet rotated like a humanoid spinning top, and the sharp knives kept slashing at Yan Zhendong's body. But Yan Zhendong is like a human-shaped steel plate, and the knife and gun are not exposed.
"I've made you three moves, admit defeat!" Yan Zhendong always looked high, and he didn't take the bearded swordsman in his eyes at all.
"Iron cloth shirt, there must be a flaw!" Master Yuan still didn't give up, and the horizontal knife immediately made a gesture.
"Yikes!" The bearded swordsman made the knife dance impenetrable, and rushed towards Yan Zhendong again. However, this time, his knife skills were tricky and vicious, and he specifically picked Yan Zhendong's lower body, armpits, eyes and other parts to cut off.
"Despicable and insidious!"
Anger flashed on Yan Zhendong's face, and he no longer kept his hand. Reach out into a claw, as sharp as an eagle's hook.
Yan Zhendong's moves with all his strength were dangerous, and the bearded swordsman was gradually defeated, and he feigned defeat and retreated, causing Yan Zhendong to pursue carelessly. Bent down and stand up, and with all his strength, he returned to the saber and hit Yan Zhendong's heart. But Yan Zhendong's life is not the heart, he is trained in an iron cloth shirt, and the sharp big knife is actually broken in two.
"Humph!" A hint of coldness flashed in Yan Zhendong's eyes, and the eagle hook claw fiercely pierced the neck of the bearded swordsman, and the blood formed a bloody flower.
The sky was very pleasant, thunder roared, and lightning drifted by. The raindrops gradually fell, and the bonfire was extinguished.
The barrage system is matched: "It's thundering, it's raining, hurry up and go home and collect your clothes!" Coulee spoke uncontrollably.
"Oh no, my clothes are still hanging outside!" The spectator standing next to Gu Li shouted and thanked Gu Li: "Thank you, big brother, for reminding me!" ”
"Damn it, why did it rain all of a sudden."
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The bearded knife man was killed, and his disciples fell and scattered, and disappeared into the rain in a blink of an eye.
Although the barrage system made Gu Li speak amazingly, the surrounding people kept paying attention to the customer and Yan Zhendong, and did not find out his identity.
The crowd dispersed, and Gul quietly left for Bao Zhilin.
Liang Kuan didn't leave, staring at Yan Zhendong with fiery eyes. He came to Foshan to worship Huang Feihong as a teacher, but he failed for various reasons. The person in front of him is not only strong in martial arts, but also has a golden bell and an iron cloth shirt. Liang Kuan had already knelt in front of Yan Zhendong, letting the rain invade his face.
"My name is Liang Kuan, and I'm from Meixian. Here in Foshan, there are three teachings and nine streams, and I can't get home in kung fu, and I am being chased at the end of the road. Even eating with a mouthful of food was beaten as a street rat. Your kung fu is so good, take me as an apprentice, right? ”
"Kung Fu is good? It's not your own territory, it's the same end of the road. Yan Zhendong laughed at himself, looked at the tattered clothes on his body, and continued: "I want to make a name for myself in Foshan, and see who dares to look down on me!" ”
"Yes, yes, yes, you must make a name for yourself!" Liang Kuan knelt down and agreed.
"Who can fight the most in Foshan? Is it Huang Feihong? ”
Liang Kuan's eyes widened when he heard this, and he turned his head to look at Gu Li, but he didn't expect that Gu Li had already left.
"Are you really going to the Bao Zhilin Kicking Gym?" Liang Kuan thought of Gu Li, Lin Shirong and others, and seemed a little reluctant.
"Yes, as long as you take me to Bao Zhilin, I will take you as an apprentice!"
Yan Zhendong was determined to find Huang Feihong to kick the gym, but Liang Kuan couldn't resist the temptation, so he took him to Baozhilin.