Chapter 55: The Beauty of Western Poison

Pushing the cup and changing the lamp, the two gradually became familiar, Ouyang Feng deserved to be a generation of martial arts masters, one of the strongest at that time, astronomy and geography, the rise and fall of literature and history, everything, the two talked very happily.

Ouyang Feng's eyes were scorching, and his original contempt for Zhao Qi gradually disappeared, looking at Zhao Qi's young face, his heart was turbulent, and he inevitably looked up to Qiu Qianren a lot. He carefully cultivated Ouyang Ke, and he was inferior to Zhao Qi, didn't he say that Qiu Qianren was better than him?

Zhao Qi didn't notice this, while he had a gossip with Ouyang Feng, he was the least afraid of anything like a mouthpiece, and at the same time he was eating a table full of delicacies, meat and vegetables, and a unique flavor of the Western Regions, which he couldn't eat before. These are too rare for a complete foodie.

"Little brother, I don't know how hot you have practiced the Iron Palm Technique?" Ouyang Feng was a little uncontrollable after all, his biggest hobby in life was martial arts, he was cunning by nature, and naturally wanted to know more information.

Zhao Qi took a sip of chicken soup stewed with mushrooms, was satisfied, looked up at Ouyang Feng, and said, "Not much, not much, there are always five or sixty percent." ”

Zhao Qi is nonsense, he has been deeply studying the art of fists and feet, and the essence of the iron palm has long been well known to him, combined with the martial arts on the Nine Yin True Scripture, which corroborates each other. may not be as good as Qiu Qianren's 40 years of cultivation, but he also has another style.

Here, Ouyang Feng nodded thoughtfully, estimating the skill of the Iron Palm floating on the water, and felt a little emotionally that there were many talents in the Central Plains, and this Iron Palm Gang Leader alone should really not be under him.

"The little brother is very skilled, and the prosperity of the Ming Sect in the future is just around the corner." Ouyang Feng changed the topic, he was a little curious about the true intention of the Iron Palm Floating on the Water, the Iron Palm Gang was originally the Xiangxi Gang, and if it was placed in Hunan and Hubei, it was definitely the overlord. Now Zhao Qi is also taking root in the Western Regions, connecting China and the West, and there must be a plan.

Hearing this topic, Zhao Qi became vigilant, Ouyang Feng, this old guy, wouldn't he want to play any smoke bombs, right? He is most afraid of the original work, and Ouyang Feng's ruthlessness can be described as unique. Hong Qigong saved his life, he was able to change hands and hit it hard, almost killing Hong Qigong on the spot.

Alert, Zhao Qi also paid attention to what he said, "Mr. praised falsely, Mingjiao is a group of rabble, not as strict as the inheritance of the various factions, it is not as rich as the White Camel Village, that is, to eat and live a poor life." ”

Ouyang Feng himself knows a lot about Mingjiao, and with his martial arts, he can't look down on Mingjiao. As Zhao Qi said, the Ming Sect does not have the martial arts passed down from generation to generation, it is more like a sect, if it weren't for the fact that there are still some martial arts practitioners in the sect, it would be no different from the outside organizations that cheat and cheat.

"The little brother is humble." Ouyang Feng was determined in his heart, he could see that Zhao Qi had no ambition in this regard, and he couldn't hinder the inheritance of White Camel Mountain, and his tone of voice became natural and smooth, "The little brother came here with great fanfare today, it must have had some ideas, I don't know how the little brother is going to end up now?" ”

Ouyang Feng's words were to transfer the matter to Zhao Qi, originally he handed over the battle post, but now that Zhao Qi sent it to the door, Ouyang Feng misunderstood his identity again, which complicated things.

"Since you should do it according to the rules of the rivers and lakes, I don't know what Mr. Ouyang thinks?" When it comes to this topic, Zhao Qi will not give up, he has made a heavy bet, anyway, he has to fight a game, otherwise he will lose a lot. 30,000 taels of silver, he will never give it up.

Ouyang Feng nodded, thinking deeply, but after thinking about it for a while, he still said sincerely: "The little brother is young, he can be regarded as a rising star, let's take three hundred moves as an appointment, and if you can't win within three hundred moves, it can be regarded as an old man's loss." ”

Ouyang Feng still has this senior bearing, and he waited until the snake staff was completed and set off for the Central Plains, and he had to rely on his arm strength to have a chance to loosen his mouth.

Zhao Qi was also happy when he heard it, with the martial arts of the two of them, it was possible to fight for a few days and nights, which would be too wasteful of time. Three hundred moves were enough for him to see the stunt of Western Poison, which was exactly what he wanted. He really couldn't figure out what was going on in the West Poison, but he was prepared for the worst.

"Could it be that this old guy is going to break the contract and make a move when the time comes, while I am not prepared?" Such a thought swirled in Zhao Qi's heart, but he was quickly thrown out of his mind. Although Western Poison does not pay attention to any faith, the possibility of such empty vernacular in the White Camel Mountain is not so high.

"Then thank you Mr. Ouyang for agreeing, let's set a battle in three days, and we will be happy to talk about friends with martial arts." Zhao Qi smiled and agreed, he always had the highest precautions against Ouyang Feng in his heart, he was a master of art and bold, no matter what conspiracy Ouyang Feng had, the soldiers would block the water and cover it.

After agreeing on this matter, a smile also appeared on Ouyang Feng's face, which was also a good thing for him. He thought to himself that it would be difficult to really leave Zhao Qi behind, and when the time came, he would hurt his anger, and he was afraid that the Central Plains would have one more big enemy, he didn't care, Ouyang Ke would be different.

Raising a glass and drinking together, one of the two is an old fox walking the rivers and lakes, and the other is a little fox with bad intentions, so they reached such an agreement, which is weird and natural.

"By the way, Mr. Ouyang, that day, I hope to invite some people from the same path to watch the battle, and I hope Mr. will not be strange." Zhao Qi suddenly remembered this, but he let out the news that he wanted to continue to sell some tickets, which was also a lot of income. Taking advantage of this time, Zhao Qi opened his mouth and proposed.

Ouyang Feng was stunned for a moment, and immediately comprehended Zhao Qi's mentality, wondering whether to put some water at that time, and said directly: "These are all side matters, and everything is handled by the little brother himself." He thought that Zhao Qi wanted to be famous in the Western Regions, but he didn't take it to heart. With Zhao Qi's martial arts, sooner or later he will be recognized, maybe this shot will make Zhao Qi accept his favor.

"The four of you should also come and eat together, Mr. Ouyang's wine and delicacies must not be wasted, we don't have so many delicacies in Mingjiao." Zhao Qi decided on this matter, and instructed the four Dharma Kings standing aside, anyway, he had prepared so much, and he couldn't eat it alone, it was too wasteful.

Wasting is the most shameful behavior in Zhao Qi's eyes.

The four of them responded, and sat aside respectfully, they still had a lot of awe for Ouyang Feng. The red-haired Tiger King had fought with Ouyang Feng back then, and neither of them had the current realm at that time.

Looking up at Ouyang Feng, and finding that he didn't recognize himself at all, the red-haired tiger king sighed in his heart, this owner of the White Camel Village could be said to have forgotten about him as a nobody. He turned his head and glanced at his own sect leader, and he was even more emotional, I am afraid that only a demon like the sect leader can stand side by side with him without losing his style.

At this moment, Zhao Qi stood on the same level as Ouyang Feng in his heart, clear and unambiguous. All the doubts that were in place have come to naught.

"Anyway, it is a blessing for Mingjiao to have such a sect leader, even if he doesn't do anything, as long as he is still in the future, others will look down on Mingjiao." The red-haired Tiger King was eating his meal, thinking silently in his heart that he had already recognized Zhao Qi, and now he had turned into a loyal heart.

The relationship between people is so wonderful.

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