Chapter 217: Drunken Fight
It is said that martial arts in the world have no tricks to win.
However, how many people can do it if they really have no tricks?
In the rivers and lakes, dragons and snakes are mixed, and heroes are everywhere.
It is also common for good men to cherish each other. Even if they are not on the same path, it does not prevent them from admiring each other.
Qin Gang's debut time continues, and he almost recognizes the famous masters in the rivers and lakes. Even if he didn't recognize them, he must have heard their names.
Qin Gang had never heard of his name before he fought with Mr. Huang Jishan. Among the rivers and lakes, there are not many people who are comparable to his martial arts. A person with such a high level of martial arts will definitely not be a nobody.
Therefore, he was curious.
Because of curiosity, he secretly found Zitong Mountain without hiding from his master.
He didn't come to seek revenge, because they didn't have any grudges before.
In his heart, the competition is completely dispensable, and killing people is the only purpose of his life.
People in the rivers and lakes like to drink two glasses.
It doesn't matter if you have food or not, but you can't miss it.
Of course, it is naturally better to have dishes.
On the square table, there is not only wine, but also food, and also vegetables.
For those who walk the rivers and lakes, it is actually enough!
The Tao is different, and they do not conspire with each other.
The two are not like-minded people at all, in fact, there is nothing to say, just eat meat and drink wine. Eating meat and drinking alcohol doesn't have to be talking. If you put it right in a fight, you don't have to have someone to call the shots.
Now that they had made an appointment to eat and drink, they both knew that when they were full of wine and food, it would also be the time to put their hands on it.
"You haven't told me who you really are?" Qin Gang finally couldn't help it and took the lead in breaking the calm.
"You should have guessed it, so why bother asking me?" Huang Jishan replied casually.
"All I know is that you're from the Loose Gate. However, as far as I know, now in Xiaoyaomen, a young master like you, there is only one Tianming. It's a pity that you're not him. Qin Gang obviously came prepared, and he knew everything about Xiaoyaomen.
"Then you should know that in the battle of Mount Tai back then, in addition to the door director Xiaoyao and the eldest disciple Tian Shilie, there was actually one person in Xiaoyao who was also alive." Mr. Lumber said tentatively.
"You're talking about Huang Yuefeng?" Qin Gang really knew.
"That's right!"
"What does he have to do with you?"
"He's the father!" Mr. Huang Jishan said very calmly, as if he was talking about something completely unrelated to him.
Joy and anger are invisible, which is the style of a general.
"I see! No wonder your martial arts are so powerful. Qin Gang nodded in praise.
After Qin Gang finished speaking, the two of them suddenly fell into calm again.
Calm is mostly a symptom of the coming storm.
The two didn't agree on a hands-on time, but now they both knew.
Two people who are not in the same way, even if they admire each other, they will also inevitably fight.
Neither of them spoke, nor did they rush to make a move, but they both slowly put their right palms on the table.
At first, the table didn't change much, but gradually, the cups and bowls on the table began to tremble, and it became more and more violent. The expressions of the two did not change much, but beads of sweat slowly leached out of their faces.
Suddenly, Qin Gang added strength to his left hand, took the lead in slapping it on the table, and a wine glass shot towards the door of Huangji Mountain with a "whoosh". Huang Jishan's face changed slightly, and he picked up two chopsticks with his left hand and clamped the wine glass. Qin Gang didn't stop, his left hand kept exerting force, and the dishes on the table were also shot towards Huang Jishan. Huang Jishan's right hand continued, and his left hand did not stop, and the chopsticks dialed with his left hand, and all the attacks were set aside in an instant.