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Volume 1: Essentials of Juepui Chapter 163: Fighting

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    "Who is coming? Tell me your name quickly," Weng Guotou raised his eyes and saw an old man with a gray beard, and he quickly stopped, "Why are you, an old man, running up to the ring to cause trouble? You don't want your life, get down quickly."  "Haha, I thought someone was so bold. It turns out that no one in the Qing Dynasty ruined the old man's work." Gui Duojian saw a wretched old man and couldn't help laughing.  "Get down quickly," Na Lahong also said, "This is not the place for an old man." "Huh, this idiot has already laughed at the Qing Dynasty. You young people are not good at learning. There is no way for me to be the only one.  Take action." The old man said teasingly.  Nalafu stepped forward and comforted the old man with a heavy heart: "Old man, please go down. Even if Nalafu died in this arena today, he would still fight for the Qing Dynasty." "Why do young people always have to die?  , I¡¯m already half dead and still want to live a few more years,¡± the old man said, blowing his beard and glaring.  Gui Duo Jian pointed his finger at Na Lahong and said sternly: "Let the old man go on, and we will continue." Na Lahong knew that if his son continued to fight, he would die or be injured, so he suggested to the Chief Historian Weng Guotou: "Mr. Chief Historian, in this way  I think we¡¯ll stop here for today and try again another day.¡± Weng Guotou nodded and was about to announce the end of today¡¯s arena competition when Ichiro Kibune, the president of the Japanese Chamber of Commerce next to him, said, ¡°This won¡¯t work. It¡¯s just become clear that Japan is on the side.  We have the upper hand, and now unless the Qing Dynasty admits defeat, it must win or lose." Na Lahong was helpless and was about to admit defeat, but the old man suddenly shouted: "Hey, aren't you Jin Fengzi from Wudang Mountain Five Dragons Temple?  ?¡± Nalafu said in surprise: ¡°This is Jin Fengzi. How could the old man recognize me?¡± ¡°Humph. I am the same generation as your master Ziyang Zhenren.  I was watching the Wushu Competition at the Festival of the Moon in the audience. It was really exciting for you to fight against Bai Puzi from the Zhenwu Taoist Temple. Haha, you are promising. " "It turns out that you are a senior in Wudang. You are so disrespectful to me."  Naraf quickly bowed his hands and saluted.  "Well, you are indeed a junior. For the sake of the Wudang lineage, I will take action for you to teach this dirty swordsman Duojian Guigui." The old man raised his beard and said to himself, completely ignoring Guiduojian beside him.  In eyes.  Nalafu whispered: "Senior, this Japanese man's double sword is too fast, it is not easy to deal with." "Don't worry, a man who has seen many ghosts can't deal with it, isn't it in vain to call him a martial arts senior?" "You have given in?"  "Gui Duojian asked with disdain.  The old man turned around and said to the long historian sitting in the middle: "I, Wudang senior Mo Er, please note it down." "Do you have any weapons?" Gui Duojian snorted, thinking that this bad old man has no internal strength.  No one dared to disturb the situation.  Just kick him to death.  The old man glanced at the sugar cane seller in the audience and waved to him, "Throw a piece of sugar cane up here for me." The man actually handed over a purple sugar cane about ten feet long. The old man raised his leg and broke it into two pieces.  He held half of it in each hand and waved it twice. It felt quite comfortable, so he said: "To deal with this Japanese devil, these two pieces of sugar cane are enough." At this moment, everyone in the audience burst into laughter, wondering what tricks this old man from the Qing Dynasty was going to play.  Son.  Gui Duojian was also stunned, and asked him in confusion: "Do you want sugar cane to eat?" The old man chuckled: "If you don't eat mine, it's for you to eat." "I don't want to eat mine." "  That's not up to you." After the old man said that, his hands moved randomly and hit Onitami head-on.  Na Lahong, Weng Guotou and others were all dumbfounded and speechless in surprise. This is a crazy old man who knows nothing but dares to draw a Japanese samurai sword with a sugar cane. I'm afraid he is tired of living.  .  Gui Duajian frowned and did not move. He flashed his sword and struck the sugarcane with a "swish". He thought it would not be cut like tofu, but he did not expect a "dang" sound.  , the tiger's mouth suddenly went numb, and the long knife in his hand was unable to grasp and was blown away While he was stunned, his forehead had already been hit by the other half of the sugar cane, and his forehead suddenly turned blue and purple, and his head became dizzy and confused.  Then there was a "crackling" sound, and two half-sections of sugar cane fell like raindrops. He was so dizzy that his mouth and nose started to bleed, and his bones seemed to be broken. His legs went limp and he collapsed on the ground.  The old man was still unwilling to give up, and kept hitting with his hands until the two pieces of watery sugar cane were broken into pieces. At this moment, Gui Duojian was covered with bruises and fainted.  There was total silence on and off the stage. After a while, a continuous burst of laughter suddenly broke out.    Weng Guotou suppressed his laughter and announced loudly: "The Qing Dynasty Mo Er won." "It turned out to be a master of the Qing Dynasty, and we all took our eyes off it," the president of the Chamber of Commerce, Onifune Ichiro, coughed twice.  He stood up and said, "I, Kibune Ichiro, have always liked to make friends with strange people. I wonder if Mr. Moji would be kind enough to attend the dinner of our Chamber of Commerce?" He spoke Chinese very fluently.  The old man looked at him and saw that Ichiro Kifune was thin, wearing tinted glasses, and looked frail.  "The masters of the Qing Dynasty's internal affairs are hidden. No wonder Gui Duojian fell into the hands of the old man. Ryukyu is a small country, and such a master can show up in the arena here. I am really lucky."  Onifune Ichiro said seemingly sincerely.  "I'm just tired of being in Wudang and just walking down the mountain. I'm afraid I won't be able to climb up." The old man obviously refused.  The happiest person at the moment was Nala Hong. This old man came to disrupt the situation. Not only did Nala Hong escape unharmed and save face, but he also defeated Oni Da Jian. So he stepped forward and invited warmly: "Haha, see you.  As an old gentleman from the Qing Dynasty, how can I not show my loyalty to the landlord? I will have a banquet with Mr. Mo Er at the Qing envoy¡¯s residence tonight, so please don¡¯t refuse.¡± Na Lafu also raised his hand and said, ¡°Junior Jin Fengzi.  I sincerely ask for your respect, senior." "Well, okay." The old man smiled lightly.  The Japanese girl in kimono also ran to the stage and stood next to Onifune Ipnami, her eyes still quietly staring at Narafu.  Ichiro Onifune scolded him softly in Japanese, and it was clear that the two of them seemed to be father and daughter.  "Oh, Mr. Mo, since you are not free tonight, we will make an appointment another day." After that, Ichiro Kifune regretfully dragged the Japanese girl away.  "Old senior, please." Nalafu led the old man and Nalahong back to the Qing envoy's residence on Gongmen Street.  In the welcoming living room, a servant offered fragrant tea. Nalahong and his son accompanied the old man to drink tea and talk. The old man in disguise was none other than Mo Can.  He had been in Ryukyu for a few days and found out that Na Lahong, the deputy envoy of the Qing Dynasty, only had one son, Na Lafu. This man had just returned from studying arts in the Central Plains. He was about thirty years old and had won the Shuri Arena Competition consecutively with both civil and military skills.  host.  Fu Chakang once told him that back then, the Xu family¡¯s eldest grandson-in-law, Mrs. Lu, took her two young children, Shou Nan and Fu Nan, and followed Na Lahong on a mission to the Ryukyu Kingdom.  Nowadays, this Nalafu's name only has the character "¸£", so he didn't know what it had to do with Funan, so he came to the ring to observe. Unexpectedly, this person turned out to be Jin Fengzi, who he had fought against in the martial arts competition at Wulongguan.  , greatly unexpected.  "Senior Mo, why did you come all the way to the Ryukyu Kingdom?" asked Narafu.  "Haha, I'm here to look for someone." Mo Can replied.  "I don't know who the senior is looking for. I would like to do my best to help find out." "Alas, it was all decades ago." Mo Can didn't say much.  Seeing that he didn't want to say more, Na Lafu stopped trying and said, "Senior, if you have anything to do, just do whatever you tell me." While drinking tea, Mo Can casually asked, "Jin Fengzi, when did you go to Wudang to learn martial arts?  Who else is there in the family? " "I went to Wudang Mountain when I was twelve years old. My father loved martial arts all his life and was familiar with Master Ziyang of Wulongguan, so he joined the Shangqing sect to learn martial arts. Now my parents are getting older, and the younger generation respects their father.  Ming returned to Ryukyu half a year ago." Narafu replied.  "Yes, I am a martial artist. I hope Fu'er can also learn good kung fu. It seems that the fire is not enough now. If Mr. Mo hadn't taken action today, this ghost would not be easy to deal with." Na Lahong  Hehe laughed.  "General Nala, is your lady a martial arts practitioner?" Mo Can asked.  "Haha, how can a woman like her know how to practice martial arts? This is our men's business." Na Lahong waved his hand.  "Does the general only have one son?" Mo Can asked next.  When Na Lahong heard this, his expression was a little ambiguous, and he hesitated and said, "Yes." It seemed that Na Lahong had something to hide, and Mo Can had doubts in his mind.  "Senior," Narafu interjected at this time, "you used two sections of sugar cane to beat Gui Duojian to a pulp today. Your internal strength is really incredible." "What level of Xuan Tian Kung have you reached?" Mo Can  Change the subject.  "I just broke through to the third level not long ago." "Oh, it's still early to reach the seventh level." Mo Can said thoughtfully.  "It's just that the younger generation has stupid qualifications and is not making fast progress. Bai Puzi of Zhenwu Taoist Temple, who entered the Shangqing Sect at about the same time, has already reached the sixth level and surpassed his master Zhenyangzi. It's a pity" Nalafu was envious  Incessantly.  ¡°What¡¯s a pity?¡±   "A few months ago, the Zhenwu Taoist Temple and Wulong Temple under the Shangqing Sect gathered their disciples and went to Shennongjia to arrest the traitor Bai Chizi. Unfortunately, they were disturbed by a group of masked men. If Bai Chizi was caught and obtained the martial arts secret book,  Then the progress will be fast." "Oh, I am ignorant, let me tell you." So Na Lafu described the journey to Shennongjia in detail.  After hearing this, Mo Can secretly felt lucky. If Elder Fang and Jiututuo hadn't arrived in time, Qing'er would have suffered. Unexpectedly, he had spared the lives of Tianxu and Ziyang Zhenren on Jizu Mountain, but almost caused a big disaster.  .  "What is the current situation of Tianxu and Ziyang?" he asked.  "Still losing his mind, like a living dead." Naraf said regretfully.  "Mr. Mo, you two are chatting first, while I go to arrange the dinner first, and I also want to invite the courtesy officer Wang Taiyu to accompany me." Na Lahong laughed and went out.  Mo Can looked at Nalafu carefully. Could he be the lucky boy of the Xu family?  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!
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