This is the capital of the Southern Song Dynasty - Lin'an. Next to the beautiful West Lake, tourists are weaving. On the surface of the lake, several huge painting boats are floating silently, and on the painting boats, several singing and dancing courtesans are twisting their waists and using their sweet voices to sing fascinating songs. It's really "the warm wind smokes the tourists drunk, and Hangzhou is Bianzhou!"

In the past two days, the number of beggars in Lin'an has suddenly increased. Most of them were an old man named Hua and a few young people, gathered in groups towards the headquarters of the beggar gang on the edge of the city. There, there will be a "Young Disciple Conference" held once every three years by the beggars. In this assembly, the election of those who are qualified to receive the teachings of the leader of the beggar gang, Yeluqi.

You must know that Yeluqi, the leader of the beggar gang, is a great martial arts master who is admired by almost everyone on the rivers and lakes today! Getting his teachings is much more useful than practicing hard against a book of martial arts secrets. Of course, the premise is that the secret book is not the "Nine Yin True Scripture" or "Seven Colored True Qi" and the like.

Among the groups of beggars who entered the city, of course, there were also Qian Neng and Qian Hui. They rode tall horses and stood out from the crowd. I saw that Qian Neng sat on a green shirt and sat on a horse, looking personable. But because he was by Qian Hui's side, he was robbed of all the limelight. Qian Hui is more than eight feet tall, sitting on horseback, like a giant statue. He had a handsome face and a straight back. And a pair of divine eyes brought him a different kind of charm. He rode along the side of the road, looking ahead, but it caused some unmarried girls on the side of the road to turn back frequently. Even some women who already had men couldn't help but look at Qian Hui twice.

When Qian Neng first entered Lin'an, he suddenly felt the prosperity of the city. Commerce in the Southern Song Dynasty was very developed, and the capital city of Lin'an was extremely prosperous. On the side of the road, there are rows of colorful stalls everywhere, which is completely different from the town where Qian Neng used to live. In Qian Neng's original town, because the economy is not as developed as Lin'an, and the corruption of the county order is serious. So although there is also business there, there is a dead air everywhere. Unlike here, it is full of bustling vitality, making people feel a sense of spring breeze.

Seeing Qian Neng's surprised appearance, Qian Hui smiled, and then said to Qian Neng: "How about Big Brother, it's still good here! When I followed Elder Lu at the beginning, I was also taken aback! I can only say that the capital is still different in the end." ”

"Yes, yes!" Qian Neng touched his nose and nodded vigorously, "I feel that the sky here is a little bluer than ours!"

Qian Hui nodded in agreement. Then, Qian Hui stretched out his hand and pointed to an old man with a broken bowl on the side of the road in front of him, his tone suddenly became serious, and he introduced to Qian Neng: "Big brother, look, the one sitting on the side of the road in front is my master." He taught me all the kung fu I had done. In my heart, he's almost like my father!"

After speaking, Qian Hui turned over and dismounted, and by the way, he forcibly pulled Qian Neng down. Then the two of them led their horses and walked side by side towards the old beggar.

Lao Zhaohua obviously also saw Qian Hui's figure. He stood up a little excitedly, and then waved his hand in the direction of Qian Hui: "You stinky boy, you're finally back! Damn, if your hard work falls this month, Lao Tzu won't spare you!"

Qian Hui was also extremely excited. He led the horse, overtook Qian Neng in two steps, and then still felt that it was not fast enough, so he casually handed over the reins in his hand to Qian Neng, and then lifted his breath in the dantian, and quickly rushed to the side of the old Huazi. Excitement was written on his face. Then, Qian Hui knelt down with a thud and kowtowed three times to his master, then got up and pointed to Qian Neng behind him, and said to Lao Zhaohua: "Master, this is my brother Qian Neng that I often mention to you. ”

"Is that him?" the old man said, squinting at Qian Neng. After seeing that Qian Neng was just a thin and short "little white face", he couldn't help but show a little disdain in his eyes. He couldn't imagine why he could have such an older brother in order to strengthen such a strong physique.

Then, he focused his gaze on Qian Neng's fist. But this time, Master Strengthening's face became solemn. On the back of Qian Hui's hand, there were four raised knuckles, some traces of injury and thick calluses. This seems to be a trace that only those boxers who have been in contact with other boxers have it. Of course, there are also some people who have practiced kung fu in the inner family, and there will be such traces on their bodies.

However, the practice of kung fu is close to being lost. At least in the beggars, there is no such kung fu. Therefore, even if Qian Hui's master is well-informed, he can't be sure where Qian Neng came from. I saw that he suddenly made a quick move, grabbing Qian Neng's wrist, wanting to try Qian Neng's way. But what kind of thing can money be? Of course, he can't avoid the grasp of the old man who has a very high level of martial arts attainment, in fact, before Qian Neng can react, his wrist is no longer under his control.

Seeing that his master used the kung fu of "small grappler" between the lightning and flint to catch Qian Neng in an instant, Qian Hui was also taken aback. He also immediately grabbed his master's wrist with a "small grappling" technique, and at the same time shouted: "Master, what are you doing!"

He instantly let go of the fingers that grabbed Qian Neng's wrist, and then bent his index finger to flick the palm of Qian Hui's hand, and while Qian Hui flipped his wrist to dodge, he instantly held Qian Neng back. Then, he watched Qian Hui's hand that struck again and raised his hand again, and quickly flicked his fingers, causing Qian Hui to be caught off guard, and his wrist acupoint was brushed by his thumb and his arm was numb!

And this process took less than half a second! Before Qian Neng could withdraw his hand, his wrist was grabbed again! I saw that the old man Hua used his middle finger and ring finger to clamp Qian Neng's wrist, and at the same time held Qian Hui's wrist with his thumb and index finger! Qian Neng still wanted to break free, but who knew that the two fingers of the old man Hua were like iron tongs, clamping his wrist painfully, but he couldn't break free!

"Master, what do you want to do?" Qian Hui couldn't help but be a little angry when he saw that Master suddenly became angry, so he asked with a straight face.

You must know that Qian Hui's master is Qi Baoguang, the eight-bag elder of the beggar gang who is known as the "shadowless hand" in the rivers and lakes! In terms of kung fu, even the leader of the beggar gang, Yeluqi, is a little inferior. So in this regard, it is too easy for Qi Baoguang to bully Qian Neng plus a Qian Hui. But it was because of this that Qian Hui didn't understand.

But Qi Baoguang ignored Qian Hui's accusation. He stared at Qian Neng's face tightly and asked him, "Boy, where did you come from? I look at the calluses on your fists, you don't look like some simple person!

Qian Neng also stared at Qi Baoguang's face, although he knew that he must have misunderstood himself, but he strangely didn't want to explain. A wave of anger that came from nowhere suddenly filled his chest! At this time, Qian Nengfang suddenly understood where Qian Hui's change came from!

Qian Neng just looked at Qi Baoguang coldly, and spit out two words from between his teeth: "Let go." The tone was soft and gloomy, and it was clear that there was a lot of pent-up anger.

And Qi Baoguang's side obviously has no intention of letting go. He was still staring at Qian Neng with interest, as if he could sense Qian Neng's intention to make a move. He knew that when Qian Neng couldn't help but make a move, he would be able to roughly understand Qian Neng's martial arts path. When the time comes, I will compare it with the supreme martial arts in my heart, and if I integrate it again, I may be able to take my martial arts to the next level!

"I say it one last time, let it go. Qian Neng's tone became even more gloomy, and the cold chill seemed to come from the Northern Darkness.