Chen Yaoyang's sword moves are like a dragon, all in one go, and every move is murderous. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info only heard a muffled sound of "Du", and the "Bath Phoenix Sword" was swept away again by the "Qilin Sword".

Tan Wenque's wrist was numb by Chen Yaoyang's sword, and she couldn't help but sigh, "What a powerful sword momentum!"

Tan Wenque's emotion is not exaggerated, because Chen Yaoyang's sword move is the same as Tan Wenque's move, if measured by the arm strength of the two, the man's arm strength is indeed much better than that of women, but Tan Wenque's emotion is not because Chen Yaoyang's strength is better than his own, but the sword that Chen Yaoyang split is one of his moves to simplify and save the complexity. Although the moves are the same, they are much more ruthless.

Tan Wenque put the "Bath Phoenix Sword" into the scabbard, and said puzzledly: "Why is the sword move I taught you so powerful in your hands?"

When Chen Yaoyang heard this, he explained carefully: "The sword you just used has the advantage of luring the enemy to misjudge, but in the process of changing the move, the sword move instantly stagnated, resulting in a great reduction in the power of the sword momentum, so the same sword move I wielded will naturally have much more strength than you." ”

"I see!" Tan Wenque suddenly realized.

Chen Yaoyang said again: "To be honest, with my current strength, I naturally can't compare with you. First of all, your swordsmanship has many years of cultivation and combat experience, and I am just a rookie who has only practiced swords for a month; secondly, if it weren't for my familiarity with your sword moves and the fact that you didn't mean to hurt me, how could I retreat from the enemy with one move. ”

Tan Wenque thought that Chen Yaoyang was just modest, so he emphasized: "But the power of your sword moves is indeed infinite!"

Chen Yaoyang smiled: "This is only temporary, I believe that after a long time, I will definitely lose." After speaking, he paused and teased: "It seems that I have to step up my training, otherwise, if I want to be in bed with you, you are not happy, wouldn't you be stabbed under the bed with a sword." ”

When Tan Wenque heard this, he said coquettishly: "I hate it, it's not that you don't know that people love you the most." ”

When Chen Yaoyang heard this, he laughed and said, "Otherwise, let's go upstairs and toss again?"

At this moment, Liu Jinshui hurriedly ran into the back garden, he saw Chen Yaoyang and Tan Wenque flirting and talking about swordsmanship, so he quickly stopped, and stood aside embarrassedly and didn't dare to disturb.

It's just that Liu Jinshui's move has already fallen into the eyes of Chen Yaoyang and Tan Wenque, and after Chen Yaoyang and Tan Wenque finished talking, they asked Liu Jinshui: "Brother Shui, come over so early to 'a pot of spring', it won't be something happening in other fields!"

Liu Jinshui asked, and then approached Chen Yaoyang and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I disturbed your sword practice." ”

Tan Wenque smiled: "The sword can be practiced every day, there is nothing to disturb or bother." After speaking, he paused and continued: "You guys talk first, I'll go upstairs and freshen up." ”

After Tan Wenque left, Liu Jinshui took out a poster from his pocket and handed it to Chen Yaoyang and said, "Brother Chen, that Westerner has come to Shanghai to challenge again." ”

"Who?" asked Chen Yaoyang.

Liu Jinshui said: "You can open the poster and take a look. ”

When Chen Yaoyang heard this, he took the poster and opened it to take a look, only to see that the poster read: "I am the British Hercules Opiyin, who has traveled all over the world, met famous boxers from all over the world, and won all victories." This visit to China is intended to open the eyes of the sick man of East Asia and lead the magic power of Western boxing skills and coiled iron and bent steel. Today's dedication to Zhang Yuan, if there are Chinese boxers who dare to compete on the stage, they are deeply welcomed, and those who can pass my punch will be awarded 100 taels of silver. ”

Chen Yaoyang looked at it and said angrily: "It's this Opiyin again." I was defeated by Huo Yuanjia in the theater last time, and I still have the courage to come to Shanghai to set up a fight again, I will definitely not let him go again this time!"

The night was dark and windy, and I couldn't find even a little starlight.

Under the night sky, a Western-style house was particularly deserted, this building was the house of Wolin, a large British capitalist doing business in Shanghai, who had hired the self-proclaimed British Hercules.

In front of the house was a forest garden, and at this time, Chen Yaoyang was flashing his body, shuttling between the trees, and approaching the gate of this Western building step by step. Suddenly, a dazzling headlight shone on the avenue in front of the house from a distance, and a short time later, a black Ford stopped in front of the house.

The door opened, and two foreigners stepped out of the car. In contrast, one of the two foreigners was thin and short, with a cunning face, and the other was born tall and muscular. Chen Yaoyang recognized these two people, the tall muscular man was Opiyin, and the thin man was his agent Wolin.

Chen Yaoyang saw that they were about to enter the door of the house after getting out of the car, so he walked in front of the two foreigners and said in fluent English: "Please stay, you two, dare to ask if the two are Mr. Opiyin, a British Hercules, and Mr. Warling, a veteran wealthy businessman?"

After looking Chen Yaoyang up and down, he saw that he was wearing a white "student uniform", and the whole was neat and bright, thinking that he was Japanese, and later heard that he spoke fluent English and was even more uneasy, so he hurriedly stepped forward and said: "I am Warling, I don't know what Mr. is called, why are you here?"

Chen Yaoyang smiled and said: "It's not a big deal, it's just that I picked up a useless poster on the side of the road today, saying that there is a big guy from the UK, who has the divine power of rolling iron and bending steel, and has also hit the five continents and six oceans of the world, I am very curious, so I want to come to understand the divine power of this big man." ”

Seeing that Chen Yaoyang was not good, Wo Lin hurriedly put on a smile and said, "I have a lot of business dealings with you Japanese, and we are friendly. Besides, Opiyin's target is only those Qing people, and there is no intention to target your country, so please understand. ”

Chen Yaoyang gritted his teeth and said, "Fuck the Japanese ghost!"

Although Wallin didn't understand what Chen Yaoyang's Chinese meant, he probably had a score in his heart when he looked angry. After that, he understood the English sentence very clearly, he was Chinese. Wo Lin's eyes rolled and he smiled: "Since you are from the Qing Kingdom, you should know where Opiyin set up the ring, you should wait there tomorrow." After speaking, he sneered and turned around to leave the house.

Seeing this, Chen Yaoyang hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop Wo Lin and said, "I said, I'm Chinese!" After a pause, he said: "It's just that I'm afraid that your so-called British Hercules won't be able to withstand my punch attack, so I can't afford to fall to the ground, wouldn't that be ......" smiled and said: "You can afford to lose this face, and I don't care." ”

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