Wang and Xie are still teenagers, they like to be lively, and they stretch out their necks to probe, wanting to see what is going on. Yue Buqun smiled slightly, and saw that there was a big willow tree behind the crowd of nearly a hundred, grabbed the two of them and flew away, standing on the tree skill in Xie Di's exclamation. Wang Shouren glanced at Yue Buqun with admiration and said, "The teacher's light body technique is really powerful, and he jumped up three feet high. Could the teacher be the first-class master mentioned by the martial arts people in the rivers and lakes?"

Yue Buqun said with a smile: "Generally, I can barely be regarded as a first-class grandmaster. Wang Shouren admired it even more and said: "I heard that most of the masters of the inner family are forty or fifty years old, and the teachers are still so young, so they have become grandmasters, what a strange person." Yue Buqun scolded with a smile: "At a young age, he is old-fashioned, and he actually praises the teacher, which is really not big or small." Look, what's going on?"

The three of them looked up and saw a short Luo Quanleg sitting in the circle, with two swords, one long and one short, tied around his waist, and ten pieces of gold on a white cloth in front of him, and four good Chinese characters were written, "Compete for gold".

Wang Shouren said: "It turned out to be a Japanese man, who came to my Huaxia to find someone to compete. It's really ridiculous, how can a master compete with others for a mere hundred gold. Yue Buqun frowned, and was extremely unhappy to see the Japanese people at this time, and said: "In the Japanese country, most of the two sides of the competition are life and death, and they booby trap the lives of my Chinese heroes with a mere hundred taels of gold, this Japanese people are very insidious. ”

Wang and Xie were taken aback, and the Japanese seemed to have extremely sharp ears and eyes, and although they were six or seven zhang apart, they glanced over here. Wang Shouren said: "Since this widow is so insidious, the teacher might as well send him away." Yue Buqun smiled slightly: "Let's take a look first, if this widow is really so insidious, he can't be sent back to his hometown as a teacher." ”

After listening to Yue Buqun's words, the man immediately stood up, collected the gold on the ground, put his back on his back, and walked towards the big tree where Yue Buqun and the three of them were. Wang Shouren shouted, "Teacher, he heard us talking, and he came over." Yue Buqun laughed and scolded: "You have such a big voice, who can't hear it." Come here, come here, are you afraid that he will eat you?"

Although the crowd was noisy and kept making fun of the widow, the widow was not angry, but walked towards Yue Buqun and the others. This Japanese man was extremely short, but his momentum was extremely strong, and the crowd did not dare to stop him when he wanted to go out, so he dodged away and let the Japanese leave. The Japanese came to the bottom of the big tree and looked up, Wang Shouren and Xie Di were stared at by it, as if they were locked by the fierce beasts in the mountains, and they were extremely uncomfortable. Yue Buqun was as light as the wind and clouds, and he didn't care.

The Japanese people smiled, but showed an extremely ugly smile, and said: "The contemptible Aizhou Jiuzhong, the Fuso Ise Guoren clan, came to the sect master Ming country with the envoy of Fuso three years ago. He was once hired by His Majesty the Emperor Chenghua of the Ming Kingdom as the head of the Guards, teaching the contemptible "Ape Flying Shadow Flow Swordsmanship" until last year. The contemptible people have been coming to the sect master Ming Kingdom for two years, and they have never seen the swordsmanship master of the sect master Ming Kingdom, which is very regrettable. I was going to return to China last year, but my wish was not fulfilled, and I was reluctant to give up for a while, so I stayed again. One route from north to south, each city offered gold and was willing to ask for a superior sword. I don't know if it's disrespectful or insincere, or if it's wrong, but I haven't seen a single master, only some inferior swordsmen have come to compete with each other. Today I finally met a master, and asked Mr. to teach me some contemptible swordsmanship. ”

At the end, he explained Yue Buqun's previous words and said, "The contemptible man is an authentic samurai, not a ronin wild samurai. Sword competition is only for the sake of improving one's own kendo, not for the way of killing. As the gentleman said earlier, there is a misunderstanding of the contemptible people. ”

Yue Buqun said clearly: "So that's the case, no wonder you speak Chinese so well." I, the master of the Huaxia Sect, who is not a person of high moral character, will not make a move for your gold, and will not unjustly defile the sword in his hand. You said that you were once hired by Emperor Chenghua as the head of the Guards, and you are the Jinyi Guard. Shouren, have you heard of this person? ”

Wang Shouren said disdainfully: "How can a mere sect leader use the words of the Long Live Lord's employment, I'm afraid it is a little eunuch or a thousand households or something like that who is in charge in private." This son has never heard of it in the capital. After hearing this, Aizhou Jiuzhong was very embarrassed, and said stubbornly: "The contemptible people sincerely ask Mr. for swordsmanship, and please ask Mr. not to give up." ”

Yue Buqun said proudly: "Then you practice, I'll watch from the tree." Aizhou Jiuzhong was rude to Yue Buqun, secretly resentful and clenched the hilt of the sword, and said after a while: "Please wait and see." After speaking, he took out the long Japanese knife in his waist and held the knife with both hands; with the Japanese knife in his hand, Aizhou Jiuzhong was imposing, no longer chattering, like a hidden beast, and his breath was not revealed.

Yue Buqun was taken aback, this momentum, this person has entered the first-class realm, no wonder he can't find an opponent all the way south. There are only two or three hundred first-class grandmasters in Huaxia, and there are only forty or fifty people who can definitely beat him, and most of them can only tie with him. No wonder no one competes with it, if you accidentally lose, it is a major event that humiliates the country. With the arrogance of the current Ming people, they are naturally unwilling to take action easily. And most of the people who can beat him have status and status, and they are willing to go all the way for the sake of just a few people. And this Japanese man also gave a hundred taels of gold to compete in martial arts, isn't this burying people? Naturally, this Japanese people went all the way south and came to Hangzhou.

Yue Buqun said: "Okay, looking at your momentum, if you have the qualifications to fight with me, I will come to meet you for a while." Aizhou Jiuzhong was overjoyed, put the sword into the sheath again, and took a few steps back to wait. Yue Buqun asked Wang and Xie to stay on the tree, and they fell by themselves. The crowd that was originally scattered saw that someone was competing, and they were busy surrounding, constantly laughing and coaxing.

Yue Buqun and Aizhou Jiuzhong stood one and a half feet apart, the two of them each took out their swords after the gift of their own country, Yue Buqun made a style of "white rainbow through the sun" as a starting pose, Aizhou Jiuzhong held the knife in both hands and closed it on the right cheek, concentrating silently, each probing each other's weaknesses. For a long time, Aizhou Jiuzhong's qi cultivation kung fu was finally inferior to Yue Buqun, he shouted, ran three steps and jumped up, raised his hands high, and slashed off his head with the knife.

Yue Buqun's long sword pointed slightly obliquely, blocking the blade of the Taidao with the back of the sword, and slashing towards Aizhou Jiuzhong's fingers. Aizhou Jiuzhong's knife technique changed, he shrank his head and lowered his body, and then retracted his hand and then slashed Yue Buqun's left shoulder. Yue Buqun let go of his left shoulder, and the long sword turned back to Aizhou Jiuzhong's lower body. Ai Zhou Jiuzhong made half a move, and his body strangely fell to the right side, jumping forward, wanting to cut Yue Buqun. Yue Buqun's long sword blocked the forward stab, Ai Zhou Jiuzhong had already jumped away again, the sword slashed to the right weirdly, and Yue Buqun blocked it again. The two clinked and clinked dozens of moves, attacking and defending each other, but they didn't know whether they won or lost.