Chapter Twenty-Six: Than Scars

asked the pedestrians about the way to Xiaoyun Pavilion, and the three of them walked towards Xiaoyun Pavilion without stopping.

Wen Hao didn't speak all the way, blushing and walking in front. Huo Feng and Ji Lengling couldn't laugh if they wanted to, their expressions were extremely exciting.

However, the Pavilion Master of Xiaoyun Pavilion only saw a person with a long scar on his body, but it was a coincidence that Wen Hao's scar was basically incomparable.

Xiaoyun Pavilion is just an ordinary pavilion, there is an old plaque hanging above the door, which is engraved with the words "Xiaoyun Pavilion", the font is beautiful, as if it is from a woman's handwriting.

Before noon, every street in Qushui City is full of life, and shops of all sizes are busy taking care of their own businesses.

Only the door of Xiaoyun Pavilion has not been opened, and even so, the door is already full of people.

Seeing so many people dressed in ordinary clothes at the door, Wen Hao remembered what the master of the blacksmith said to them, it seems that this Xiaoyun Pavilion does have a high status in the minds of ordinary people.

Suddenly, there was a noisy noise from the crowd, and Wen Hao couldn't help but speed up his pace.

"Why can't you let me see the Pavilion Master of Xiaoyun Pavilion? Are the scars on everyone present as long as mine?" a hideous-looking bald man exposed a three-inch-long scar on his arm and shouted at the guy guarding the door of Xiaoyun Pavilion.

"But...... This scar doesn't conform to the rules of the Pavilion Master!" the man replied weakly.

"What is not in order! I am the rule! Miss Qing! I must see you today! You open the door!" the bald man said with big eyes.

The guy hurriedly stopped: "You can't be like this, all guests have a chance, you can't be so domineering!"

The bald man slammed his arm and threw the guy to the ground like a chicken.

Angry eyes widened and said: "Who is not convinced! Stand up! I see who dares to disagree!"

"Oops!" Huo Feng pounced on his whole body, and only then did he stand up straight.

All the people present looked at Huo Feng in unison, their eyes full of admiration and sympathy. This boy is still too impulsive at a young age, and if he is too reckless, he seems a little young and frivolous, and some of the old people secretly said in their hearts.

"Who pushed me just now?" Huo Feng said angrily towards the crowd behind him.

Ji Lengling and Wen Hao covered their mouths and smiled, and they didn't raise their heads to look at Huo Feng.

However, the bald man doesn't care whether he stands up willingly or not, since there are birds who want to come out, then he must see one by one.

Without saying a word, the fist had already hit Huo Feng, and everyone closed their eyes and didn't dare to look at it again, because in their imagination, Huo Feng would be beaten to death in the next moment.

"Ahh

The sudden scream made the hearts of the people present rise to their throats, but the source of this scream was very different from what they imagined.

I saw the bald man lying on the ground with his arms crossed, his body curled up into a ball, and he was rolling on the ground.

"This ......"

Before he could see clearly what had happened in a split second, and before he even saw the two sides move, he heard a bald man scream and fell to the ground.

There are more and more onlookers, the scene just now is too thrilling, seeing the bald man fall to the ground and scream, many people are also interested and come up to watch.

"You're playing tricks! I don't accept it!" the bald man sat down with his arms crossed.

Huo Feng laughed angrily at his actions, and said, "You stand up, I'll let you have two hands, and we'll fight again?"

The bald man was stunned by what he said, and then looked at Huo Feng's feet, and suddenly shuddered.

"No, we are all cultural people, we don't move our hands or feet, let's follow the rules of Xiaoyun Pavilion, compare scars!" said the bald man.

There was a burst of laughter from the crowd, nonsense! If you are a cultural person, don't all the people present become teachers who teach? I have seen such a thick-skinned person, but I have never seen such a thick one.

Huo Feng rolled his eyes even more, almost fainting. "Do you know what the sharpest thing in the world is?"

The bald man was stumped by Huo Feng's question, and replied weakly while touching his smooth head, "......?"

"Of course it's your beard! it pierces even the thickest skin in the world, and what could be sharper?"

The people watching the excitement on the sidelines were once again amused and laughed, and even more so that they were already lying on the ground and pounding the ground with laughter.

"Hahahaha!"

Wen Hao and Ji Lengling "fluttered", and laughed at the same time, holding their foreheads and looking at the big man in front of them with a helpless smile.

The big man was annoyed and ashamed, and immediately said angrily: "I know that you don't dare to compare scars with me, at best, you are a little white face who can embroider your legs!"

Men should have scars! The bald man is quite proud of this. This scar on his hand is something that people will be amazed at when they see it, and they admire that he is a gentleman. And the little white face in front of him, the whole body is white and clean, how can there be scars.

"Even a small scar like you can be regarded as a scar, saying that I embroider my legs with fists? Your grandfather and I started practicing martial arts at the age of ten until now, one finger can level you, this is also a fist embroidered legs!"

Huo Feng was really stupid, and without saying a word, he unbuttoned his shirt, revealing the wound on his chest that had not healed, and the wound wrapped in gauze was still oozing blood.

"Shhh

Everyone gasped, looked at the wound on Huo Feng's chest, and then looked at the small scar on the bald man's hand, it was a world of difference!

This is a man, good martial arts! Heroic! There are scars that normal people don't have! That's the sign of a man!

The wound in the chest! Good fellow! But a fatal wound! Compared to this comparison, the bald man really has to bow his head.

"Convincing or not?" Huo Feng shouted as he looked at the bald man viciously.

"This ......"

Seeing that the bald man no longer had any confidence, Huo Feng raised his head and was about to enter Xiaoyun Pavilion. Wen Hao and Ji Lengling were really so confused by Huo Feng that they couldn't raise their heads, and they followed him with a bitter face and a low head.

"Childe, your injuries are not in accordance with the rules. I only heard the guy say straight to Huo Feng.

Now the three of them were stunned, and now these three people are like arrows on the string and have to be sent. After Huo Feng and the bald man, they had to enter this small cloud pavilion.

"Hahaha! Did you hear it! You're newly injured, and your blood hasn't dried up! You can't get in! It's still my line!"

At this moment, the bald man was interested again, and hurriedly came up again, fiddling with the scar on his hand. It really made the crowd sigh for a while, and the more they looked down on the bald man.

"Isn't it okay to have a new injury?" Huo Feng asked the guy with a frown.

The guy was also embarrassed, after all, he still hoped that this son would be able to enter, and the shock that Huo Feng gave them was quite huge.

"The pavilion master declares that it can only be an old scar that is more than five inches long. ”

Ji Lengling patted Huo Feng on the back and said, "Simple!" As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Wen Hao.

Huo Feng also followed Ji Lengling's gaze and looked at Wen Hao, and suddenly clapped his hands, and the thief laughed.

Wen Hao was startled, an ominous premonition filled his head, he took a few steps back, and said in a panic: "No!"