Chapter Seventy-Two: Martial Arts Grandmaster
It wasn't until the night was hazy and the road was sparsely populated that Song Fengyuan led Zhishu back to the inn courtyard.
Although he has a wooden face, he can also see through the color between his eyebrows that he is doing well today, but I don't know if he has gone through the back door?
"The third brother really did things beyond the expectations of the younger brother!"
After listening to Zhihua's report, Song Feng was slightly stunned, then reacted and continued: "Speaking of which, on the way here, the younger brother heard that there was a big battle on Jiumenqiao Street in Dongcheng today, and there were at least three forces participating in the war, and there were hundreds of people, hundreds of people died on the spot, and even more than a dozen people died in the Yamen of the capital city patrol. ”
"Now that I think about it, it should be for the sake of competing for the bag. ”
"By the way, today the younger brother went to Yang Lou and brought some delicious food for my brother to taste. ”
The Zhishu in the back carried a three-layer food box in his hand, and after opening it, a plate of exquisite food was placed on the table.
The Yang Building of Chang'an is known as the delicious food in the world, and some people say in poetry: all kinds of beautiful things and delicacies, and the railings on all sides are painted on all sides.
I am fighting life and death here, and people have food, drink and beautiful women to accompany me, this is the gap!
Envy and jealousy glanced at the little white face in front of him again, Chen Ziang didn't want to look more, lest his fragile heart be hit, and beckoned a few people to sit down and dine together.
Xu Bo and Zhihua sat down with a thousand thanks, and started their chopsticks with their eyes shining.
Song Yuyuan sat on the side, holding his cheek in one hand and watching a few people while eating, and said: "There are only three people in the world who can be called martial arts masters! ”
Among them, Guo Zongdao is a hermit outside the world, Lou Yucheng is far away in Dingzhou, and only Yue Xing lives in the capital. Yue Xing is not only extraordinary in martial arts, but also has opened a martial arts hall, and there are many people who worship under him, and many of them have become famous. ”
"So tomorrow, the third brother had better collect some strength, don't beat Yue Xing to death, otherwise there will be a lot of incidents. ”
He was full of confidence in Chen Ziang, and even Chen Ziang himself didn't realize that he would lose in a fight with that fist and gun.
"Seventh Young Master won't come with us tomorrow?"
Dong Yun'er held a mille-feuille roll in one hand and stuffed a jasper shoot into her mouth.
Song Fengyuan shook his head and said, "I still have an appointment tomorrow, so I won't go." Besides, I don't need anything for tomorrow, it's enough to have a third brother. ”
"And about it?, it seems that the goal is not easy to achieve!"
Chen Ziang threw a piece of meat belly into his mouth, slapped his hands, and rested after eating.
Most of the people living in the north of Chang'an City are the leading figures in the capital, among which the people living on Baliu Street are mostly rich people engaged in business, although they cannot be compared with those dignitaries, but they are also various mansions and mansions, and there are many servants.
There is a martial arts hall at the end of the street, called Shangwu Pavilion, the owner of the hall Yue Xing, one of the three major martial arts masters in the world.
Near noon, the sound of shouting and cheering in the martial arts hall continued, and two carriages slowly stopped in front of the door.
Chen Ziang jumped out of the car, only to see a high-gate courtyard in front of his eyes, in front of the door two majestic stone lions lined up on both sides, the lion was still wrapped in red silk flowers, and there was a tiger's head gold rod in his mouth.
"Young Master, this is the Shangwu Pavilion!"
Xu Bo pointed to the plaque above the gate and whispered: "It is said that this plaque is still handwritten by the emperor during his reign. ”
Chen Ziang nodded, no wonder the words on the plaque are so ugly and still hanging here, it turns out that the person who writes is big!
"How many of you are here to sign up for martial arts?"
There have been two big men in strong suits standing in front of the martial arts hall, and when they saw Chen Ziang getting off in front of the door, they hurriedly greeted him.
Don't look at these two people, they are tall and full of meat, but they speak very softly and have a very polite attitude.
Dong Yun'er untied a bag from her waist, handed it to the other party and said, "We are here to find Mr. Yue, if you show him something, he will naturally understand." ”
"Those few will follow my junior brother into the courtyard for a while, and then I'll go in and tell the hall master. ”
One of them took the bag and hurriedly entered the martial arts hall.
"Please!"
The other body is bowed, and one hand is stretched forward to show the way in front of the head.
The door of the martial arts hall is not high, but the courtyard is very spacious, and there are dozens of people in the front yard who are refining and polishing their muscles and bones, all of them are strong and burly.
The group went directly into the lobby to wait, and there was a special person to bring tea, and the etiquette was thoughtful.
"Distinguished guests, the owner of the pavilion invites you to go to the backyard for a while. ”
The tea had just been served, and before a few people could taste it, the big man who had just started to greet him walked in from behind.
Entering the backyard, it is a spacious, flat, solid and sturdy martial arts training ground, surrounded by weapon racks, swords, guns, swords, halberds and eighteen kinds of weapons.
The courtyard was empty, and there was only one person standing with his hands in his hands, this person was dressed in white, his body was as majestic as a mountain, and his body was as straight as a spear, even if he turned his back to everyone, he still exuded an indescribable momentum.
"Pavilion master, someone is here. ”
The big man was even more powerful than this man, and the juxtaposition of the two made people feel that he was the thin one.
"Well, you go down!"
A magnetic voice sounded, and Yue Xing finally turned around.
I saw that this was an old man over fifty years old, his temples and hair had turned gray, but the skin on his face was still healthy and ruddy, although his appearance was ordinary, but his eyes were shining like jewels of the deep sea, which was fascinating.
"The old man has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and fortunately, he was instructed by a famous teacher to polish his muscles and bones to the peak at the age of 30. Since then, I have run away from home, visited major martial arts halls, sages, and finally reached this point before the age of forty. ”
Yue Xing rubbed the wooden card in his hand with one hand, and fell into the memory.
"I thought I had seen the greatness of the world and stood at the pinnacle of martial arts, but I didn't want to let me see the other side of the world before seven days. ”
As he spoke, a strong light suddenly erupted in his eyes, and the whole person was like a spear ready to be fired, making people dare not look at him directly.
"I've heard of you, San Lang of the Song family! I know what you are doing today, defeat me, and you can take what you want!"
Chen Ziang's eyes were full of incredulity, and the other party's every move revealed an indescribable charm, unconsciously affecting the senses of others. He had never encountered such a situation before, and for the first time, he began to worry about his force value.
'The peak state of a person refining the body is about 30 years old, and if he does not step into the acquired qi cultivation after 40, his physique will decline, and after 50, he will be old and weak, and his strength will not be one in ten! But the person in front of him is already 6 out of 50, why is the qi and blood in his body stronger than that of a man in the prime of life? Is it wrong to say in the previous life?'
Chen Ziang recalled the records in the martial arts classics of his previous life, and for the first time in his heart, he began to pay attention to the martial artists in this world.
After half a ring, Chen Ziang's two drum urns and golden hammers were lifted into his hands, and Yue Xing on the opposite side was also holding a gun in his hand, and the two were facing each other more than ten meters away.
The reason why two carriages were used when I came was because there were two hammers on one of them, and someone sent them to the inn the day after Chen Ziang and his party arrived in the capital, and it should be the personnel who secretly infiltrated the capital arranged by Song Xiu, as for where they were hiding, it is unknown, I am afraid that Song Fengyuan will be able to contact them.
"Drum urn golden hammer! A 400-kilogram, a pair of 800-kilogram weapons will probably only appear in Song Sanlang's hands in the world. ”
Yue Xing glanced at Chen Ziang in admiration, and was secretly surprised in his heart.
"Please!"
As Yue Xing spoke, Chen Ziang had already pounced on his feet, put the sledgehammer in front of him with his right hand, and smashed down on the opponent's head with his left hand! Although the move was simple, under his invincible power and the giant hammer weighing four hundred catties, everything was meaningless!
"Zila......"
A spear suddenly came first, striking the side of the sledgehammer, striking a spark and bursting with a screeching sound.
Chen Ziang's body was stunned, and the other party's strength happened to be at the place where he turned his strength, and he even used his strength to make his body tilt, and a thin slit suddenly appeared in the eyes of the double hammer.
A long rainbow of lightning came, piercing Chen Ziang's throat through the tiny gap.