Chapter 1041

The so-called real person does not show his face, and he is not a real person. This is true, the red-line woman has gloomy eyes, holding two short knives to block, how to look at how a master is magnificent, but in front of the beggar, she really has no decent attack.

In three moves and two styles, she has already circled her in her own rhythm. The expression is not impatient, the action is not hurried, and the stroll is average, but the red line girl has no power to parry.

The red-line girl was ashamed and ashamed, and the attacks in her hands became more and more spicy, hoping to find some ground today.

But that's easier said than done, the harder she pushes, the more she falls, and so far, she hasn't been able to give a decent attack.

The other people on the field are also a little uncontrollable now. It was the coolie who took the initiative, and he made a flat pole and slammed it headlong with great force.

The bamboo pole in the beggar's hand turned and knocked on his brow, and his body had already retreated and bypassed.

In any case, the red-line girl saw the gap, held two knives in her hand, and slashed at the beggar in a row.

Even then, it failed to pose a decent threat to the beggars. His footsteps were scattered, but he was able to dodge the joint fast attack of the two, and the green bamboo pole in his hand was inadvertently thrown out, but he could always hit the opponent's vital point.

The rest of the people went down at the same time, and together they besieged the beggars. But somehow, the more people attacked, the more calm the beggar became. The field was dazzling, and it was no longer clear what had happened, only the crackling sound was heard, and the bamboo pole in his hand had been thrown out and hit many people's faces.

When everyone's fierce battle stopped, they saw a few red-line girls panting, with scars on their faces, and they looked embarrassed. But the beggar did not grow angry, and his face did not change, as if he had just gotten up in the morning and gone for a walk.

He actually defeated everyone by himself. Judging from his appearance, he can't really see it. However, real skills are real skills, and it has little to do with what they look like.

Song Youqu shook his head gently, he was born in a family, he has been rolling in officialdom since he was a child, and he inherited the intrigue between people's hearts. By doing so, this beggar has indeed proved his ability and shown his face in front of others. However, this also offends other people, and if you look up and don't look down together in the future, the other people will stumble on you a little, and you won't know how you died.

I can't be a man.

"Amitabha. ”

The bluestone monk, who had never made a move, recited the Buddha's name and said: "The world is big, the martial arts are endless, my generation has learned in order, but there is no distinction between superior and inferior." Let the poor monks lead the teachings of your Excellency for your fellow Taoists. ”

Song Youqu sighed softly, this monk is a good man. When he said this, he drew himself and the red-line girl together, and saved face for them.

People can't be disfigured, it's true that people can't be disfigured. This monk looked at the thick eyebrows and big eyes, looking like a monk, but he didn't expect that the thick black learning attainments were so profound.

I just don't know what I'm capable of.

The beggar yawned and paced closer, seemingly careless, but with a little more force when he struck. A series of several moves, all of which fell on the key points of the bluestone monk.

Monk Bluestone didn't make any dodge movements, standing motionless in place, keeping a smile on his face. It was clear that the beggar's attack did not do him any harm.

The beggar frowned, realizing that he had touched a hard stubble. The martial arts are unfathomable, the empire is hidden in the dragon and the crouching tiger, and he is indeed careless.

The monk smiled and said, "Please also ask the donor to teach the monk's fists and feet." ”

smiled very generously, like a kind-hearted old monk. But when he made a move, he was full of temperament, like a tiger descending from the mountain.

The monk did not use weapons, and his body, which he tempered day by day, was his most powerful weapon. Pushing forward with both hands, the momentum of the sitting boy opening the door, is this move, you can see that he has practiced hard day and night, and the martial arts have been perfected.

The beggar had to dodge, trying to dodge sideways, but the monk's fist suddenly changed after it was struck, grabbed a corner of his clothes, and tried to pull him in front of him.

The rhythm of the beggar's dodge has been broken, he has lost his center of gravity, and the masters are fighting, so it is fatal. Thanks to him, he is also a generation of grandmasters, and he launched a palm on the occasion of the Jedi.

Menacing, the same merciless.

The monk also had to concentrate on his defense, put his hands across his chest, and then pushed forward.

There was a bang, and the palms of both sides collided together, each taking three steps back, and the expressions on their faces were not very comfortable.

The monk also realized that he had fallen behind. The other party can use a bamboo pole very well, but this does not mean that the beggar will only use the bamboo pole, but it is enough to clean up other people's bamboo poles.

I practice my skills horizontally, and my strength is naturally not weak. If you can be strong and weak to attack the enemy, and still don't take advantage of half of it, you will lose.

The monk took a deep breath and said, "I have been taught." ”

The beggar also put away the frenzy on his face, and clenched his fists and arched his hands: "Accept." ”

Above the attic, Li Xingya nodded slightly and asked, "What is the name of this beggar?"

"Zhang Baihe. Song You channel: "This person's origin is mysterious, and his subordinates found him in Jiangnan, and as for his origin, his subordinates have not found out." To stay or not to stay, it depends on His Majesty's intentions?"

"The dragon can't see the head but the tail, but all masters are like this. Li Xingzai said: "Leave them, see what kind of officials they are, stay in the palace to protect me." However, we still have to check their details, and we must check them clearly. ”

The subordinates understood, and immediately set about it. ”

These ten people have shown their respective housekeeping skills, and each of them is not weak in their efforts, and a few of them can already be regarded as a generation of grandmasters. But these alone can't get Li Xingzai's respect.

The temple is high, when did you respect the people of the rivers and lakes, Li Xingzai is like this, and Song Youqu is the same. For the people of the rivers and lakes, give them a small official the size of a sesame mung bean, and they will be grateful. As for the big officials, they can't do it.

From the rivers and lakes into the temple, and it can mix well, there is only one.

The one that gave Li Xingya the most headache.

Song Youquchuan ordered to send these ten people down to see what kind of officials they were, and some rules in the palace should also be taught to them.

The two left from the martial arts arena and came to the stargazing building where Li Xingzai lived, where he now works and lives, and he was also frightened by Cheng Dalei.

In short, Li Xingya is still very satisfied with these people, whether they are useful or not, they can somewhat put himself at ease.

This time, Song Youqu did quite a reliable job.

"You've done a good job, and you've got to pay more attention to these ten people. Li Xingzai said: "You know who I am in trouble this time, so you have to be careful in everything." ”