There are so many noisy people that you have to shout when you speak in your ear.

Ziyou replied immediately this time, and there were only four words in this sentence: "Women's instincts." He explained all the words of the small shell, and made him unable to find the words to refute.

Xiao Shell had no choice but to deliberately look at Ziyou, crossed his arms and frowned, "What kind of dress are you?" If I hadn't come out with you, I wouldn't have dared to recognize it when I met him on the street. ”

Zi You has changed out of the purple power suit that has been practiced, wearing a thin cotton jacket and thin cotton pants, covered with a purple round-necked deep coat, a gray squirrel cape, no cuffs, a tapestry tied around his waist, thick-soled cotton boots under his feet, and a fur hat on his head.

I don't know if I heard Xiao Shell's words, Bi Lian turned around at this time, and glanced at Zi You, who seemed to be smiling, and before she could completely turn her face away, she saw the corners of her lips go up and laughed.

Zi You's heart was so excited by this smile that she replied casually: "You don't have to worry about this, it's useful anyway." ”

As he was talking, he happened to walk outside a pile, the radius was not small, one side was a wall, three sides were people, the inner three layers and the outer three layers were surrounded by water, and there were bursts of applause inside. The five guessed that they were playing tricks, although it was not uncommon, but because they were also practicing their families, they felt very cordial, so they wanted to join in the fun. The five of them forced to split the crowd and squeezed to the front.

I saw that in the middle of the crowd, a shirtless man in his twenties and thirties was holding a tiger head knife that was slightly longer than an ordinary knife, with a four-inch blade in front of the back of the knife, making a knife technique of "eight steps and thirteen knives in the ape gate" all the way.

This big man has a big waist and a round waist, his eyes are shining, his muscles are shiny and knotted, his exhalation is deafening and loud, he is shirtless in winter, wearing single pants, pumps and sweating profusely, the sun shines on his body and sees the heat steaming, and the top of his head is smoking.

This big man also made the heavy, long, cold, and brittle strength of this ordinary knife technique very full, and standing in the crowd a zhang away, he could also feel a little knife wind passing by. The people saw that this big man flashed the wrong circle, kicked his back and danced, danced very lively, and turned a few heels from time to time for everyone to do, and the applause and cheers came and went, endlessly.

It is said that these laymen can't understand it, and they can be the world's masters of the Sanshan Wuyue Sword Immortal Swordsman with just two strokes, but this Great Khan is still meticulous, and there is no sloppiness in every move. In this way, he is actually a sincere person.

There are a total of 36 styles of this set of knife techniques, and now the seventh style has just been used, "retreating and retreating". Although these five people didn't take this ordinary martial art in their eyes, they stopped and held a personal scene because of the seriousness of this big man.

In the circle formed automatically, there were four or five other men standing or sitting, one of the youngest little squinted eyes was only in his early twenties, carrying a gong and standing far away against the wall, for fear that the blade would sweep on his face, in fact, he had never seen Hengchuan's weapon, if he did, from now on, even if it was two knives and darts, he could sit peacefully under the target and drink tea.

On the right side of the small slitted eye is the weapon rack, on which the swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks are lined up, and the sharp blades are sharp and dazzling. There was a bucket of water under the shelf, but I didn't know what it was for.

On the right side of the weapon rack, there sat an old man in his fifties, also shirtless, wearing single pants and shoes, but wearing a black cotton jacket on his shoulders. This old man was wrinkled with wind, but he had a pair of big eyes like copper bells with abnormal spirits. Among the performers, some of them sat on the ground, but he was the only one sitting on a bench, holding a semi-cool tea bowl in his hand, and leaning on the side of the stool with a machete with nine gold rings on the back of the knife.

He was staring at the big man dancing in the arena with blazing eyes, nodding his head from time to time, occasionally glancing at the white-clothed scholar with a scholar in the crowd of onlookers in the east, and then looking at the big man in the field, and so on. As soon as the five of them squeezed in, the pair of shrewd big eyes were accurately locked on Zi You's body. ...,

The old man looked at Ziyou from top to bottom, suddenly frowned slightly hesitantly, and then looked at the little beauty with a purple spike black whip wrapped around her thin waist, a colorful and eight-treasure ring around her neck, and a crystal flower on her forehead for a long time, and then looked at Bi Lian without a long sword and Li Ge, who was tender like water, and nodded secretly. The most reluctant glanced at the face of the small shell in a strong suit, and then looked at the big man in the field.

It's enough to choke on the small shell.

As soon as Zi You came in, he first looked at the white-clothed scholar with a scholar in the crowd in the east. But seeing that he was fifteen or sixteen years old, with a long body and a jade body, but he was born with a beautiful appearance, and the scholar behind him had a high nose and deep eyes, and he was young and had an aggressive beauty, but he looked like a Persian.

The two of them happened to look at each other and were looking at Ziyou. The white-clothed scholar smiled slightly and arched his hand. Purple Shadow bowed in return.

When the two of them looked at the field, Zi You nodded to the old man sitting on the bench, and lazily whispered to Xiao Shell: "Do you know who he is?"

Xiao Shell hugged his chest with both arms, snorted, and said, "Who do I care about him?" ”

Ziyou said: "So he is powerful." ”

"What do you mean?" Xiao Shell immediately glared at Zi You, "You also underestimate me?"

Zi You sighed and said impatiently, "If you know who he is, you will never say that." ”

Little Shell rolled his eyes, "Who is he?"

Zi You said: "He is the last place in the 'Bai Xiaosheng Martial Arts Master List', the 'Golden Ring Leopard' Lin Pan." ”

Xiao Shell was stunned for a moment, looked at the nine-ring machete leaning next to the bench, and began to cover his mouth and snicker.

Zi You couldn't help but bend the corners of her lips and said with a smile: "I don't have an accent, do I? ”

The two of them began to cover their mouths and shook their shoulders uncontrollably. The man who was wielding the knife was very attentive, but he didn't notice it, but the 'Golden Ring Leopard' Lin Pan glared at them with extreme resentment.

The two of them smiled awkwardly. Xiao Shell said: "It's only the last one, what's the big deal?

Ziyou said disdainfully: "You know what to say." There are two kinds of martial arts in the world, one is internal martial arts and the other is external martial arts. ”

Xiao Shell interjected: "I know this way, the inner family practice qi is qi into the dantian, and the outer family practice qi does not enter the dantian, but goes under the skin." It is the hard skill practiced by the outside family, what kind of stele opener, iron cloth shirt, and the inner family skill is the ingenuity of four or two thousand catties, so no matter how much strength the external family exercises are, to the inner family skill, which is a few points of internal force, will be pushed back. ”

"That's right," Ziyou nodded, "Then according to what you mean, a person who practices internal skills is more ......powerful than this 'Golden Ring Leopard'?" ，