The Ryukyu Kingdom, located in the East China Sea, has maintained close contacts with the Central Plains since ancient times, and Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty sent Zhu Kuan, a feather cavalry captain, to the sea to visit overseas curiosities. When the Tang Dynasty compiled the Book of Sui, it was renamed "Liuqiu" in order to avoid the emperor's dragon. Since the Ming Dynasty accepted it as a vassal state, under the influence of Han culture, its clothing and living customs are almost similar to those of the Central Plains, and even the king's surname "Shang" was rewarded by Xuanzong of the Ming Dynasty.

In the 37th year of Wanli in the Ming Dynasty, the Japanese of the Dongying Satsuma Domain began to invade and encroach on the Ryukyu Kingdom, and in the 11th year of Shunzhi in the Qing Dynasty, the Ryukyu sent envoys to Beijing to ask the Qing court to canonize them, and the Shunzhi Emperor named the King of Shangzhi as the King of the Ryukyus, and became a vassal of the Great Qing Dynasty. Later, Taiwan gave the Ryukyu country 36 surnames, and the Central Plains also successively migrated Han people, most of whom were professional and skilled people, who had served as the minister of state of the Ryukyu country and other **, affecting the development of the country's relations with China.

The residence of the envoy of the Great Qing Dynasty is located in the most prosperous palace gate street in the capital of Shuri, not far from the palace, the roof of the Chinese-style mountain is covered with green glazed tiles, the courtyard is deep, very quiet, the family of the Qing envoy Wang Taiyu and the deputy envoy Na Lahong live here.

The Shang Dynasty was nominally a vassal state of the Qing Dynasty, but secretly it was forced to offend the Dongying, so those samurai ronin were arrogant and evil in the Ryukyus, and the government just swallowed their anger. Han Chinese youths from the Great Qing Dynasty often clashed with them, and even fought with each other, winning and losing. Later, Minister Chen Gu thought of a way to set up a ring in the most prosperous area of Gongmen Street, where Dongying warriors and Han boxers fought in the ring, and whoever won became the owner of the ring and accepted the challenge of the other party. In this way, the conflict of grievances was resolved, and it was directed to the ring**, and the security of the capital Shuri was significantly improved, and at the same time, it also saved the trouble of dealing with disputes on both sides.

This is the day of the start of the ring, Gongmen Street is bustling, and the crowd under the ring is already crowded to watch the excitement, locals, Han people, Dongying Ronin and Goryeo people, selling all kinds of cooked seafood snacks and sugar cane shouts are noisy.

There is a row of seats in the ring, and in the middle is a long historian named Weng Guotou in the Ryukyu government, who is responsible for the enforcement of the rules of the ring and the referee. On the left sits a burly old man with a big beard, dressed in the Great Qing Dynasty from the three-rank military attache, this person is Na Lahong, born surnamed Xiwu, almost every time the ring match is due. On the right is Ichiro Onifune, the president of the Toei Trade Chamber of Commerce, who is nearly fifty years old, wearing a pair of colored glasses and looking weak.

At this moment, Na Lahong looked quite complacent, originally Dongying Ronin used to occupy the position of the champion most of the time, since he returned half a year ago when his son Na Lafu learned art in Wudang Mountain Wulongguan, he repeatedly defeated Dongying people to become a new generation of champions. These sons are busy with the marriage of Nalafu in the year he was established, and if he hadn't been sent to Wudang to learn art that year, he would not have been delayed until he was thirty years old and had not yet started a family.

"When" the gong sounded.

The chief historian Weng Guotou stood up and announced the start of the competition, and the successive champion Nalafu accepted the challenge of the Dongying ronin.

A middle-aged man walked out of the back of the stage, with ** skin ** and ** figure**, and his eyebrows and eyes were quite like a jade tree in the wind, and the audience suddenly resounded with applause.

Nalafu fisted with both hands, and said in his mouth: "Everyone, Nalafu is polite, since ancient times, the martial arts of the Central Plains have been the most in the north of Shaolin and South Wudang, and he came down the mountain to Ryukyu in Wudang Yicheng, and is willing to do his best to promote Chinese martial arts." He said this in Chinese, and Chinese was prevalent in Shuri, most of the citizens could speak a little, but the natives of the outlying islands did not know much.

Although there are only a few sentences in these words, the speech is clear, and the tone is subdued and frustrated, which makes people feel very comfortable to listen to.

"Yours, Wudang's, Taoist priest's work?" a young Dongying ronin jumped up from the audience and asked in stiff Chinese.

"Whoever comes is quick to report his name. The chief historian Weng Guotou held a pen in his hand and prepared to register.

"Ferry Giff. The ronin replied.

"This official once again reiterates the rules of the ring competition, the fists and feet are intentionally ruthless, if there are casualties, both parties are conceited, and they must not use this to cause trouble, can you understand?"

"Understood. "Narrafu answered with the ferryman.

"Dang" a gong, the two of them each took a few steps back, Nalafu pulled his back with his chest, his shoulders and elbows, his left hand pinched the sword trick with two fingers, and the long sword in his right hand pulled a sword flower, the posture was very elegant, and his eyes glanced at the Dongying girl wearing a kimono under the stage.

The girl nodded and smiled in return, and her eyes were very intoxicated.

At this moment, the Toei Ronin Ferry Yoshifu held his katana tightly in both hands, and the cat's waist circled around Nalafu, looking for an opportunity to strike like a hungry wolf.

Nalafu sneered slightly, the long sword moved sideways to reveal the gap, the ferry Yoshifu raised his katana and slashed diagonally, Nalafu's clothes fluttered lightly to dodge, and the tip of the sword stabbed the opponent's wrist with a return move. The two of them fought back and forth on the stage, one was chic and free, the other was slashing wildly, and the people in the audience burst into cheers from time to time.

The eyes of the girl in the audience followed the figure of Nalafu, the expression on her face was nervous for a while, and her face was relieved for a while, and when the eyes of the two met, she would blush shyly, all of which was looked at by an old man with a gray beard standing beside her.

With a "dang bang", Nalafu's long sword stabbed the elbow of the ferry Yoshifu, and the katana fell to the ground uncontrollably, and the crowd burst into applause and applause.

Nalafu arched his hand and said, "Accept." Then he looked at the girl in the audience and smiled, the girl was also smiling and her face was crimson.

"This official announced, this contest of the Great Qing Kingdom Nalafu won, will anyone come up to challenge? If not, this is the end of today's ring match. Weng Guotou said loudly.

"Wait," Ichiro Onifune, the president of the Toei Trade Chamber beside him, coughed lightly and said, "There is a new samurai in Toei Country, who is coming to challenge Narafu. ”

"Where's the guy? This ring doesn't wait for anyone. Weng Guotou didn't have a good impression of Dongying in his heart, and urged in his mouth.

"Haha, those who embroider their legs with fists, those who embroider their legs are not good in the Qing Kingdom, and those who embroider pillows are useless. Suddenly there was a sneer from the audience, and suddenly there was an extra Dongying ronin with a comb on his head, wearing a fat black kimono and pedaling clogs, about forty years old, with a face full of meat, his temples were raised high, two katana swords were inserted at his waist, one long and one short, and his body faintly revealed a murderous aura.

"Whoever comes, report it quickly. Weng Guotou grabbed the pen.

"There are many ghosts in the Satsuma Domain. The man said arrogantly.

The head of the Chamber of Commerce, Onifune Ichiro, seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and said to Weng Guotou with a smile on his face: "Chief Historian, Oni Duojian is the top master of the Dongying Second Sword Stream, and he has never lost in the past twenty years, and this time he is just invited to let the Ryukyu people open their eyes to see who is more powerful, the Dongying samurai or the Great Qing Boxer." ”

At this moment, the Dongying girl under the ring seemed to be a little uneasy, her eyes looked very nervous, and Nalafu smiled at her calmly, signaling that she didn't have to worry.

"Little white-faced, do it. Oni Duo said with his hands in front of his chest, his jaw raised, and he said disdainfully.

Na Lahong, who was sitting on the left, also saw that this person's martial arts were very high, and he was secretly worried in his heart, so he reminded: "Fu'er be careful. ”

Nalafu nodded to indicate that he understood, and then took a sword and stared at the ghost, he didn't dare to be careless, his cautious expression was completely different from the one in the competition just now.

Ghost Duojian still stood there still, hugged each other, and said contemptuously: "Yours is not good, there is no kung fu of the Great Qing Kingdom." ”

Nalafu secretly said in his heart: "You are so big, but you can't complain about others. As soon as his mind moved, the long sword stabbed out like lightning, making it the most powerful move in the five dragon swordsmanship, "Green Dragon Out of the Hole", straight to the throat of the other party.

Oni Duojian suddenly sank his hands, but when he saw that the sword flashed and was already out of the sheath, he held a long and short knife in each hand, the short knife was set aside to bring the sword, and the long knife was slashed towards the opponent's arm. Nalafu hurriedly withdrew his sword to dodge, the long and short katana followed closely with him, the long knife and the short knife were close, and the short knife and long knife came again, the sharp and fast knife technique was dizzying like a storm, and the five dragon swordsmanship of Nalafu looked embarrassed.

The girl in the audience was nervously clutching her chest, Nalafu had no time to care about the cold sweat on his forehead, he had already raised the third layer of Xuantian Skill in his body to the extreme, but he still couldn't resist the fierce double knives of the ghost.

At this time, the deputy envoy of the Qing Dynasty on the stage, Na Lahong, was a little unable to sit still, he had already seen that Na Lafu was not a ghostly opponent at all, and it was better to retreat at this moment without being injured, but if he abandoned his sword and admitted defeat, it would be a big loss of face.

Oni Duo saw the short knife in his left hand pressing the opponent's long sword, and his right hand was forward, and the sharp katana stabbed straight towards Nalafu's crotch, he viciously wanted to destroy this little white-faced male root and teach the sissy Qing Han a lesson. And at this moment, unless Nalafu abandoned his sword and retreated to admit defeat completely, he would definitely be splashed with blood in the ring, and in his panicked hesitation, the katana was already approaching, and now it was too late to retreat.

The people in the audience also saw that the young people of the Great Qing Kingdom were about to splash blood in the ring, and they all sweated for it, and the Dongying girl was so pale and frightened that she closed her eyes.

The white-bearded old man in the audience opened his mouth, and a small bubble flew up to the stage without a trace, blocking the crotch of Nalafu.

The ghostly long knife cut in front of the opponent's crotch, and a cruel smile came out of his mouth, and suddenly his long knife was inexplicably blocked by something, unable to pierce the opponent's crotch, no matter how hard the tip of the knife could not advance an inch. Hey, what's going on? He was confused.

Nalafu won a glimmer of life, and "Kick and Kick" took a few steps back to avoid this catastrophe.

Everyone in the audience immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and some people waved their sleeves to wipe the sweat beads on their foreheads, so they were so nervous that they were really breathless.

At this time, an old voice in the audience said: "You are a lot of ghosts, what kind of second-class knives, in the eyes of the old man, it is purely a knife." ”

The ghost Duo saw that he was inexplicably angry, so he turned his face and scolded: "Your disobedience, come up." ”

"Okay, just let the old man come and meet you nasty knife. "Climbed up from under the stage a bearded white hair with braided hair of the old man of the Qing Dynasty, his feet slipped and almost fell, someone quickly held his ** and pushed it up, and then stood tremblingly in the ring. (To be continued.) )