After the waiter put the wine and meat on and set up the big bowl, the man slapped the jar and saw two streams of clear streams falling on the big bowl on the table one after another. When the wine was about to be filled, the two streams of clear streams that flew out of the jar immediately stopped.

At this time, the wine in the bowl is slightly lower than the mouth of the bowl. If you pour a little more, it will overflow.

Jing Zhou said: "Brother Tai is so handsome, this skill is probably beyond many people in the world."

The man laughed and picked up the wine and said, "Young hero is too praiseworthy. It's just a trick. I originally wanted to invite the young hero to drink, but in the end I asked the young hero to pay for this cup. I'll toast the young hero, please~"

He raised his head, raised his glass and drank it, and drank the wine in the big bowl for a few "gulp".

Jing Zhou nodded, picked up the bowl and drank it all in one go.

He guessed the identity of this man at this time and said with a smile: "You are Gongyegan, who is known as the best in Jiangnan's palm technique."

The man was stunned, and a shock flashed across his face, and then he laughed and said, "Hahaha, how did the young master know his identity?"

Jing Zhou said: "Brother, just after slapping the wine jar, two wine arrows flew out and poured into the bowl. What's even more rare is that the wine in this bowl is slightly lower than the mouth of the bowl, not much, and a lot of it. This trick is obviously not something that ordinary people can do."

Gong Yegan laughed and said, "It's just a joke. But this person who can divide the wine in the jar into two and fill the wine bowls. He is probably more than Gong Yegan in Jiangnan."

Jing Zhou nodded and smiled and said, "Yes, although this skill is profound, it is not difficult. However, if you want to be at your own pace, the wine you poured out will be just right, and it will be stumped by many people."

"And my brother's palms are wide and thick, and his knuckles are thick. His hands are much larger than ordinary people. Obviously, he is a person who often uses two palms. With his clever internal strength, he can use his palms with good hands."

Gong Yegan was secretly surprised and said to himself: "This young man has such a powerful mind, but he is somewhat similar to the lady of the uncle Wang's wife. Although I am a little famous in the Jiangnan area, I can shout out my identity when I first meet. There will not be many people who can think about it."

After thinking for a moment, Gongye’s main road: “Young hero can guess my identity in a moment. This thought is really admirable.”

"In the Suzhou and Hangzhou area, I am good at drinking and have excellent palm skills, and I am dressed as a writer. Except for my brother, the best palm skills in Jiangnan, I can't think of a second person." Jing Zhou smiled slightly, but in his heart he thought of Murong Fu's four great generals.

These four people are descendants of the four families who followed Murong's family during the Five Barbarians. In terms of strength, even if they are frightened by the enthusiasts who are specialized in fighting and are specializing in arguing with others, they can fight with the elders of the Beggars' Sect. As for Deng Baichuan and Gong Yegan, their strength is far superior to that of the elders of the Beggars' Sect, who can take over the three palms of Qiao Feng.

Even if you look at the entire world, there are only a few people who can find this skill.

Gongye Road: "I am just a little famous person, and I am always loved by friends in the world. Although I think I have some skills and have great palm power, I am a little self-aware. This is absolutely inappropriate."

Jing Zhou smiled and said, "Why is it inappropriate? Is there anyone in Jiangnan who can be stronger than brother in palm power?"

After Gongye Gan finished two big bowls of wine, he slowly said: "When it comes to the forces of the world, Shaolin is the first to recommend Shaolin. The world's martial arts are Shaolin. Not to mention the treasure of the temple-based Yijin Jing, it is just seventy-two unique skills. Any one of them is the best martial arts in the world. What do the young hero think?"

"Yes, Shaolin has been in a temple for thousands of years, and masters have emerged one after another." Jing Zhou nodded and could not deny Gongsun Gan's words.

Not only are there many masters in Shaolin, but there are more masters who have put down their butcher swords and become Buddhas on the ground for thousands of years.

In this world, Shaolin is the largest sect in the world, but it is impeccable. Only the Sweeping Monk made Shaolin give this title.

Gong Yegan sighed: "The Shaolin not only has many masters, but also has the Arhat formation. If one hundred and eight Arhat formation is set up, any expert in the world will end up in hatred."

"Shaolin is the largest force, and it will be the Beggars' Sect with tens of thousands of gangs next. I believe the young hero has also heard of the reputation of Bei Qiaofeng, the leader of the Beggars' Sect, and his skill has reached an extremely skill. Among the younger generation, only Mr. Murong from Yanziwu, Gusu, can compete with him."

Jing Zhou nodded slightly and shook his head again. Seeing these subtle actions in Gong Yegan's eyes, he couldn't help asking: "What is the intention of the young man? Do you think it's wrong to say what I'm going to do?"

He was surprised in his heart that where he said it inappropriately. Whether it was Qiao Feng or Mr. Murong's reputation, it was not said by him alone, but by people in the world.

Jing Zhou said: "Brother Tai said that there is the Beggars' Sect under Shaolin, which I think is very inappropriate."

The Beggars' Sect seems to be very famous, but only Qiao Feng is supported by him. If Qiao Feng is gone, the huge Beggars' Sect will probably become a second-rate force. After the Beggars' Sect and others force Qiao Feng out of the Beggars' Sect, they can be said to be bullying anyone. There are many people riding on the neck of the Beggars' Sect to shit.

Gong Yegan said in confusion: "If tens of thousands of Beggars' Gang cannot rank second, what force can they rank behind Shaolin?"

Jing Zhou smiled mysteriously and said, "In a few days, you will naturally know. In this way, your palm technique should be second in Jiangnan, behind Nan Murong?"

When Gongsun Gan said this, he threw the affairs of the Beggars' Sect behind his head, laughed a few times, and said loudly: "Yes, Mr. Murong has learned a lot, and is knowledgeable about the Kung Fu of a hundred schools of thought and is very skilled. He is really a hero of a generation. His family passed on his kung Fu and used his way to give him his voice. This made countless people in the world admire him and admire him!"

"Although I am a little proud of my palm power, it is far from me in front of Mr. Murong, so I can only be considered the second in Jiangnan at most."

While speaking, Gongsun Gan drank several large bowls of wine in succession, and a red glow appeared on his face.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Jing Zhou smiled but said nothing. Although Murong Fu is powerful, he is good at swordsmanship and the movement of stars. He may not be very proficient in this palm technique. Although he is good at a hundred kung fu, he only gets the word "Bo".

It was a pity that he had taken Murong Fu's hands. Whether it was Gongye Gan in front of him or the bag that "stinky farts don't sound, loud farts don't smell". He was loyal to Murong Fu from beginning to end. Unfortunately, Murong Fu's approach in the end was really heartbreaking.

"The young man doesn't speak, don't agree?"

At this time, Gongsun Gan was already a little drunk and immediately said, "Why would the young hero try to hit me? This is still a little confident in the Jiangnan area. Although he dare not rank first, he is the second one."

He had noticed Jing Zhou before, and saw that he was handsome and handsome, with extraordinary temperament, and there seemed to be a flash of light in his eyes. It was obvious that he was young and had a brilliant body of skill.

Seeing that the young man seemed to disagree, Gong Yegan didn't care. After all, no young man was a little arrogant. However, no matter how good the young man was, he could not match his master Murong.

Jing Zhou was having fun: "That brother is going to sit firmly, my palm is not so easy to connect."

Gong Yegan said disapprovingly: "Hahaha, even if the young hero is out of his hands, I still have this confidence."

Young people are very proud of their face, so they naturally don’t take such “harsh words from the world” to heart by Gongye.

Jing Zhou raised his hand and pushed his palm slowly out with his palm.

"There is something wrong with this palm!"

Gong Yegan's face condensed, and he disappeared in an instant the ease he had before.

Jing Zhou's palm seemed weak and extremely slow, and he didn't even have any palm wind, but he told him not to be despised. With his years of experience, just a glance, he felt that this palm, which seemed to be without any strength, brought him a great threat.
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