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- Chapter 274 The Beginning
The drunken fist is unpredictable, but in front of the lightning-fast cold sword, it is somewhat dwarfed, and you can only use strange body skills to dodge.
"Besides, the white-clothed young man's cold sword is extremely sharp. It looks like it can cut through iron like mud. It is even harder for a flesh and blood body to withstand it.
Seeing that the drunkard was retreating steadily, the people around the restaurant cheered loudly, clapped their hands, and wished they could swell their hands.
The drunkard staggered, his skills on his hands were not diminished, and he shouted angrily: "You pretty boy, if you have the guts, don't use a sword. How can you rely on the power of a sword?"
His words immediately aroused people's laughter. Such a statement is really ridiculous. After all, people in the martial arts may be good at boxing or swordsmanship. How can they abandon their own swordsmanship just because the opponent is good at boxing? !
But the young man in white couldn't stand his excitement. He was originally arrogant and had eyes above his head. Now he saw that the other party was struggling to support himself under his sword. He could no longer pose a threat. He felt comfortable in his heart. He had just been drunk by this drunken man in front of everyone. Han was forced to retreat, which made him feel extremely embarrassed. At this time, he was finally able to avenge his past humiliation, and even had the idea of ??humiliating the other party.
Thinking of this, the young man in white suddenly stopped his sword, and the cold light suddenly disappeared. He held the sword in front of him and sneered lightly: "Okay, I will convince you!"
After saying that, the sword flashed, but it was put into the scabbard. He clapped his hands. The palms were slender and the fingers were slender. You could tell at a glance that it was the hand holding the sword.
"Come on, you look like a gentleman now!Come here, let me show you your boxing and kicking skills!" The drunkard sneered, his red eyes gleaming with cold light, flashing with murderous intent.
He is also used to misbehaving. He is extremely unhappy about being humiliated like this, and in full view of the public. If he doesn't like it, he will kill someone.
The young man in white smiled coldly. Although his swordsmanship was extremely fast and his sword power was fierce, he was even more proficient in the skills of his hands and feet. He just deliberately gave people the impression of being a master of swordsmanship to cover up his mastery of fists and feet. It was also a way to save his life. s method.
The drunk man staggered and fell towards the young man in white. He seemed to be unsteady and fell on his back. When he was about to get close to him, he suddenly twisted around and turned like a roly-poly, with both hands forming fists. , struck out "suddenly", directly hitting the various points in the tan of the young man in white, the punch was like an angry arrow, extremely fast.
The young man in white clothes was no longer as confused about Drunken Boxing as he was at the beginning. He was not surprised when he saw a punch as fast as thunder. His body flashed slightly, and his fist was like a bird's raft, and he pecked at the drunken man's fist like a bowl of jealousy.
The "bang" sound was not like two fists hitting each other, but like two giant trees colliding with each other. There was a muffled sound, and the two men retreated violently, each taking five steps back.
On the floor of the restaurant, the two of them each left footprints. The drunkard's figure was burly and looked much more majestic, but the footprints were very shallow.
The people around were silent. Many of these people were knowledgeable. When they saw the footprints that were still visible on the floor, they already knew the skills of the two people. They were quite shocked. They didn't expect that this vulgar and despicable reckless man could have such skills. .
The handsome young man in white had a red face and was furious in his heart. He did not expect that the drunkard's skill was actually much higher.
The power of Drunken Fist lies in its footwork, which is very unique. It is very good at transforming power and transporting power. The two people's skills are almost different, but their external performances are different.
"Haha, you pretty boy, you do have some skills!" The drunk man's eyes were hazy, he stretched out his hand to wipe the oil stains from the corner of his mouth, and laughed.
His admiration only made the young man in white even more angry. Without any nonsense, he pursed his thin lips tightly and stepped forward. His palm was like a sword, cutting straight into the opponent's neck.
"Haha" The drunkard laughed triumphantly, his body swayed, and he seemed to stagger, barely escaping the horizontal cut of his palm.
He smiled proudly, but his heart was awe-inspiring. His face was slightly cold, and the opponent's palm was actually filled with chills. It was obvious that his inner strength was cold, and he had to guard against it. His right fist suddenly struck out at an unpredictable angle.
The two of them fought with fists and palms, and it was hard to tell the winner for a while.
The people around them were eye -catching, and they were more attentive, and they were even more likely. The two of them were unpredictable. The palm method was like a sword, and they were like lightning. They were rare masters, which was eye -opening.
The time for a cup of tea passed, and there was a "boom", the floor shook, and the two people's figures suddenly separated, each taking five or six steps back.
The drunk man's figure was swaying, and he was definitely a drunk man. At this time, his face was flushed, more like a flushed face, but his eyes were hazy, as if he was a little drunker than before.
The face of the young man in white was pale, and all the color had faded. At first glance, he seemed to have suffered a big loss, but his eyes were bright and his brows were filled with arrogance.
"Bang" the drunk man fell to the ground with a bang, falling solidly and burlyHis body trembled twice and became silent, as if he had fainted.
¡°Okay¡ª!¡± The crowd around them roared, the sky filled with boiling water, and the entire Qiuyi Tower was almost overturned.
Li Ruoyun held the tea cup and turned around slowly. His clear eyes fell quietly on the young man in white. Looking at his pale face, his eyes showed no fluctuation.
The young man in white had an arrogant look on his face. He used his inner strength to suppress his injuries. The two people's skills were already very different. If he hurt the other person like that, he would naturally have to pay the price.
Feeling Li Ruoyun's gaze, he suddenly cheered up. He took a deep breath, suppressed his injuries, stepped over the drunk man lying on the ground, came to Li Ruoyun, cupped his fists and said, "This girl, I have solved this problem." Man, I hope he can't disturb the girl's interest in eating."
Li Ruoyun looked at him indifferently, without blinking, her eyes swept over his face, down to the long sword at his waist, then came back and looked into his eyes again: "Treat the injury first."
The face of the young man in white froze, his expression stagnant, and he cupped his fists and said: "Thank you for your concern, Miss. I am Cui Hao of Lingnan I wonder if I can tell you your name?"
Li Ruoyun was silent, holding the tea cup, and looked at him quietly. After looking at him for a long time, he shook his head slightly and said, "You and I have never met each other, so there is no need."
Cui Hao's originally reddish face suddenly turned pale, and became bloodless again. He smiled bitterly, turned around with fists in his hands, and was about to leave.
"This girl is too unkind!" An old man said something fair.
He was sitting next to Li Ruoyun. He had fair hair and a childish face, his face was red, and he was energetic. He looked amiable and looked at Li Ruoyun with a smile.
Li Ruoyun glanced at the old man but said nothing. He turned back again and looked at the scenery outside the window, leaving only a graceful back.
"Old man, I can't blame this girl, she's just troublesome." Cui Hao, a young man in white, gave a wry smile and clasped his fists at the old man with a hint of gratitude on his face.
"Haha, you little brother has a chivalrous heart, which is really rare!" The old man with gray hair and childish face chuckled, his eyes showing approval.
Li Ruoyun shook his head, still staring out the window, as if he didn't hear what they were saying.
Although people disagreed with Li Ruoyun's indifference, they couldn't help but feel relieved. If she ignored Cui Hao easily, people would be disappointed. Such is human psychology.
Under the secret gaze of people, Li Ruoyun's food was all delicacies that were full of color, flavor and taste. She had a picky taste, which was influenced by her senior brother.
They were extremely curious, and what they wanted to see most was that Li Ruoyun could take off the veil from his face for dinner, so that they could see his beautiful face.
Li Ruoyun did not disappoint them. While eating, he raised his bare hands and slowly took off the veil in front of his face, revealing his flawless jade face.
People took a breath one after another, and the hissing breathing kept ringing. Looking at her beautiful face, most people's minds went blank, unable to think, and their brains seemed to have stopped spinning.
Because of the white veil, people were extremely curious about her beautiful appearance. Looking at her figure and temperament, they all guessed that she must be an extremely beautiful woman, but they were quite worried in their hearts. What if the facts were different? On the contrary, the disappointment in my heart is as uncomfortable as falling from a cliff of ten thousand feet.
"The beauty of Li Ruoyun's face is undoubtedly the best among the Shuiyun Sect, besides Wen Yubing. His temperament is even more pure and pure, which is rare in the world. How can people see such beauty before? Naturally, they are shocked beyond words.
When they turned around, their faces were blurred, and Li Ruoyun was nowhere to be found.
Holding the millet-colored horse in hand, Li Ruoyun left Qiuyi Tower and settled at Yuelai Inn, the largest inn in Yunzhou City.
Li Ruoyunquan pretended not to see Cui Hao, who was following him far behind, and just smiled faintly. This was not the first time he had encountered this situation, and he was used to it.
Opposite the Tianzi courtyard is the Dizi courtyard. This is the most expensive residence in the Yuelai Inn. Ordinary people can only dream of it and dare not even think about it.
Li Ruoyun had used up her silver, so she took out a luminous pearl from herself and used it as rent money. Although she was calm and wealthy, she was too unfamiliar with the world. Although she knew the value of the luminous pearl, she didn't know how high it was. , seeing the innkeeper's stunned state, even though he thought it was too ostentatious, he just smiled faintly.
Her state of mind at this time was that she felt that there were too few things to do and no one would cause trouble. This fortune-making was revealed, and it was just a way of causing trouble without doing anything.
The person living in the small courtyard with the word "di" is Cui Hao, the young man in white. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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