Of course, Huangfu Yu was pretended by Yan Qi, not for anything else, just to explore Meng Bochang's fiction and reality, and also to see the ecstasy of Hezhou by the way. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The Cuihong Mansion disappointed Yan Qi a little, but Meng Bowei definitely didn't disappoint him.

The marksmanship of this gentleman is worthy of the seventy-third place on the Lingyun List. But anyone who practices martial arts has heard a bad street saying: the moon stick is a knife for a lifetime.

However, it would be a big mistake to think that this is to describe the strength and weakness of the three weapons. From Yan Qi's point of view, this sentence is just talking about the complexity of marksmanship.

The road of martial arts, different paths to the same end. Any kind of weapon is practiced to the point of reaching the pinnacle, and its power is quite terrifying. And with the complexity and variety of marksmanship, if you don't smash your whole life into it, it is difficult to master advanced marksmanship.

Yan Qi learned a few tricks of the Meng family's marksmanship today, and found that this marksmanship has a kind of artistic conception of killing and decisiveness, and the ancestors of the Meng family may be heroes who will immediately take fame.

Back at the inn where she stayed, Li Huayuan heard a noise next door and knocked on the door.

As soon as she entered the door, Miss Li pinched her nose and said, "What smell?"

Yan Qi sniffed the smell of fat powder on his body, and replied: "I went to the Cuihong Mansion today and compared my marksmanship with that Meng Bowei brother. ”

"How?"

"Hey, it's a pity that halfway through the recruitment, then Meng Bowei was called home by his father. However, his marksmanship should be very strong, and I can't think of a clever way to crack it for the time being. ”

Li Huayuan took a pair of chopsticks and said, "One chopstick per person, let's practice." ”

Yan Qi applauded: "Wonderful." ”

Yan Qi tried to copy Meng Bowei's style of play and played with Li Huayuan, and the two practiced for a quarter of an hour before stopping.

Li Huayuan frowned and said: "This person is not easy to deal with, his gun intent is transparent, and the subtlety of his moves does not seem to be under the Sword Sect Ye Kunyang." ”

Yan Qi didn't believe it and said, "You mean this guy is as powerful as Ye Kunyang?"

Li Huayuan said: "This girl is just talking about moves, if you really want to fight, where is Meng Bowei's opponent for Ye Kunyang." ”

What kind of people?

Yan Qi suddenly understood what Li Huayuan was referring to. Martial arts cultivation has nothing to do with a person's character, but it has to do with a person's mental nature. It is possible for the heinous wicked to reach the pinnacle of martial arts, but it is impossible for the fearful to be fearful.

In Miss Li's view, the Meng family's marksmanship is an unparalleled marksmanship that fights on the battlefield. Its fierceness, its ferocity, and its momentum of caring for the front and the back are the true meaning of the Meng family's marksmanship.

But Meng Bo's marksmanship left two points of gunfire. This two-point gun intent made his gun change more and his defense more tight, and the masters of the same realm basically couldn't find flaws in his marksmanship.

But it was precisely this two-point gun intent that made the killing spirit of the Meng family gun in Meng Bo's hand become a paper tiger that could be broken with a single stab. Meng Bo tasted the greed for beauty, and coveted to the point of obsession, so he must be a person who was very afraid of death, and only a person who was very afraid of death would rack his brains to change the ancestral marksmanship like this.

"Don't be fooled by him, if you fight with him, he will definitely lose. ”

Li Huayuan's words before leaving made Yan Qi stunned for a long time. "Miss Li, I'm actually quite afraid of death, especially after living again. ”

The next day, the people of the Meng family also wrote a war letter as a response to Yan Qi and Li Huayuan's provocation. There is no mention of Yan Qi's number of Meng Bo's crimes, and there is no way to mention it. focused on saying that Yan Qi and Li Huayuan were not sensible, and making things big in this way would undoubtedly make the Zhongshan faction and Hezhou Wulin suspicious. But no matter what, since you have issued a war letter, the people of the Meng family are not a bad breed, so if you want to fight, you can fight.

The time is just three days later, and the location is in the Cuihong Building, so people who want to see the excitement can come.

I have to say that the Shenzhou Continent is a lot more lively because of the existence of the Lingyun List. Young people are naturally competitive, and human nature likes to watch the excitement. Every year, there are thousands of challenges caused by the competition for the Lingyun List. What's more, charging tickets for this kind of thing also made a lot of money. People have to sigh that smart people can't be poor.

Before in Longchuan Mansion, Yan Qi wrote the words 'Yan Qi is waiting here' at the door of the Tongfu Inn, which attracted a group of melon-eating crowds to watch. It's just a matter of onlookers. But this time is different from the past, the people who came to Cuihong Mansion three days later were not as simple as spectators, and most of them were full of hatred.

The bitter master who really suffered didn't dare to speak, the Meng family was powerful, and even lost his life if he didn't do it.

But there are always people in the world who are not afraid of power, and they are always those who read. On more than one occasion, the scholars of Hezhou held a parade to denounce Meng Bowei, and banners written in blood, such as 'well-dressed beasts', 'lost their conscience', and 'animals are inferior', were held above the heads of a group of well-mannered scholars.

You can say that there are many faults in reading people, such as pedantic, insidious, and arrogant. But you can't deny that the bones of the reader are often the hardest in the world.

Under the conflict of ideas, they are not afraid of death, aren't your Meng family very good, there is a kind of cutting off the heads of all the scholars in Hezhou as urinals!

Meng Ke didn't plant, he could only hate and watch this group of weak scholars scold, scolding his son and scolding Lao Tzu, and scolding Lao Tzu and scolding his ancestors. All in all, the Meng family doesn't have a good thing.

Yan Qi came to Cuihong Mansion again, but today because of the competition, the girls were all on vacation, and the warbler Yanyan in the building was gone, and her eyes were full of sour scholars.

"Scholars really can't be messed with. Yan Qi thought to himself.

This time to challenge Meng Bowei, it is really in line with his heart and public opinion, and it is very refreshing.

Meng Bowei has been here for a long time, and he is different from usual. Today, not only are he dressed quite neatly, but he is also riding on a horse. The horse was all black, except for a touch of snow white on the horse's hooves.

The famous product in the horse - kicking the cloud black horse.

Although he already knew that the Meng family's marksmanship originated from the battlefield, Yan Qi was still a little surprised to see Meng Bo riding on a horse to meet his challenge.

Meng Bowei was even more surprised, "Yan family child, you dare to deceive me!" He recognized Yan Qi as the young man who called himself 'Huangfu Yu' that day, and what made him even more annoyed than being deceived was that this kid didn't even bother to put on makeup, and he was clearly not afraid of being exposed by him.

Yan raised his horizontal knife, "People have to be trustworthy, my war book has spread all over Hezhou Mansion, then I have to do what I say, and beat you up for the people of Hezhou." ”

"As for making deception, it's too naïve, didn't your father teach you the truth of being a man, didn't he even teach you the truth that soldiers don't get tired of cheating?"

Meng Bo laughed angrily, and said after a haha: "What a sharp mouth, don't kneel down and beg for mercy later." ”

There is no referee in this game, and the game is played until one side lies down.

Miss Li didn't come for the first time, and there were people from the Wang family in Hezhou, knights who traveled here, Meng Bowei's support group, and angry scholars.

Where else is there to see, there are their flowerless city disciples.

Meng Bo drank with his gun, kicked the front hooves of the cloud black horse and raised it high, and let out a long hiss, turning into a frightening wind.

Yan Qi's eyes flashed, and his confidant turned into two silver lights.