Zhu Congwu and Fatty Jiang had sworn an oath, and they wanted to fight Fatty. The little fatty who was dancing with his swords became anxious, "Wait a minute, Fatty Jiang, didn't you just say that you wanted me to compete with this Zhu Congwu first? Why?"

Are you going to do it yourself again?"

Zhu Congwu, a young man in green who was carrying a sword on his back, became even more angry when he heard this, "Little fat man, hurry up and tell me your name. Let's fight first. Young Master Zhu is not afraid of the two of you fighting!"

The little fat man in gray clothes said loudly: "My name is He Luming, my master is... Forget it, my master doesn't allow me to mention his name in front of others, Zhu Congwu, we have agreed first, and we will gather at Zhu's house

You are not allowed to tell my master about the knife competition!" Little Fatty He Luming looked at Fatty Jiang again, "Fat Jiang, you are not allowed to tell my master about this either!"

The fat man smiled and agreed, "Don't worry, He Luming, I won't tell your master, Fatty! Even if your master accidentally finds out, I will plead for you, Fatty!" He said this, but secretly laughed in his heart, you

You haven’t said who your master is, and I’ve never seen him. Who should I tell you?

Zhu Congwu reached out and pulled out his single sword. He made a sword dance first, and then sneered, "Promise you, promise you, even if we compete with each other, I won't tell my father. I'll deal with you first after the second young master."

This fat man named Jiang!"

Only then did He Luming feel relieved, clasped his fists and raised his hands in a gesture of invitation, refusing to be the first to strike first. Zhu Congwu had a hot temper and always loved to beat people. The beatings made the neighbors miserable. Just now, people were watching the beating.

The villagers who were showing off their skills were all frightened away when they saw Zhu Congwu coming. This shows what kind of image this second young master Zhu usually looks like.

What kind of little overlord has unrivaled sword skills and an invincible face? Only the word "little overlord" is real. Most people can't beat him. Those who can beat him have to do it because of his father's face. Even his father Zhu Jiafu is also against him.

His second son had a lot of headaches. He either beat the third son of the Wang family next door or kicked the second son of Li from the neighboring village. Because of this, Zhu Congwu's father, Zhu Jiafu, has been paying for medical expenses a lot in recent years.

Fortunately, the ancestors of the Zhu family have a very good reputation, and this Zhu Congwu is just a martial arts fanatic who practices swordsmanship. He only beats people to show his martial arts prowess. Of course, the only good thing about this person is that he bullies men but does not dominate women. Occasionally, he can

Fighting injustices, helping those in need, etc. Within a few dozen miles around Zhujiaji, Second Young Master Zhu had a great reputation, and no one dared to offend him. Therefore, Zhu Congwu thought he was invincible in swordsmanship.

Today, I saw the fat man He Luming performing tricks here in Zhujiaji and he dared to use two swords. This aroused Zhu Congwu's anger and he had to deal with it with his hands. Zhu Congwu held a single sword, jumped up and chopped with the sword.

He Luming, who was not busy at the meeting, ducked out of the way, danced his swords, and fought with Zhu Congwu.

Zhu Congwu's sword skills were wide open and closed, with the sword heavy and powerful, but He Luming's sword skills were a combination of hardness and softness, paying more attention to the coordination of sword skills and footwork. The two fought for thirty rounds, but they couldn't win.

Negative. Zhu Congwu couldn’t hold back his face anymore. Just now

I was talking big words. I thought I could defeat the opponent in less than ten rounds, but I didn’t expect that it would only be a draw in thirty rounds!

Zhu Congwu was anxious. He always thought that his sword skills were invincible, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even win against a kid who was just showing off his tricks! If word got out, his sword skills and his invincible little bully would become the butt of jokes.

Come on! Zhu Congwu was so anxious that he couldn't help but shouted loudly and used the Guiyi Sword Technique passed down from his family!

In order to prevent others from stealing lessons, the Zhu family would not use the Guiyi Sword Technique unless they met a strong opponent. Zhu Congwu's father, Zhu Jiafu, only started to teach his son this sword technique last year. Today, Zhu Congwu was forced to use the Guiyi Sword Technique passed down from his family.

Defeat the enemy with magic. This Guiyi Sword Technique is really amazing, it can actually combine the sheer force and the exquisite sword technique into one.

For a moment, the sword flashed brightly, and the sword energy was everywhere. The fat man couldn't help but cheer loudly when he saw it. Even the onlookers Song Yulan and Su Yiwen, as well as the little thin man who performed the sword-swallowing performance, felt that this sword technique was so overbearing!

Unexpectedly, the little fat man He Luming was very knowledgeable. When he saw the Guiyi Sword Technique, he took a few steps back and used the Guiyi Sword Technique. He actually tied with the Guiyi Sword Technique. Zhu Congwu originally thought that he would just use the Guiyi Sword Technique.

He could defeat his opponent in just three moves, but he never expected that Fatty He's sword skills could be on par with his unskilled Gui Yi sword skills! Zhu Congwu was a little panicked.

The fat man saw that the two little guys were almost fighting. If they continued to fight, they might be killed if they miss. The fat man took advantage of it and shouted loudly. He used his luck to break into the battle ring and held Zhu Congwu's wrist with his left hand.

He snatched away his single sword, then used Zhu Congwu's single sword to suppress He Luming's double sword, and laughed loudly: "Okay, two kids, stop fighting!"

Seeing the fat man take action, He Luming put away his swords, inserted them into their scabbards, took two steps back, cupped his hands to Zhu Congwu and said: "Second Young Master Zhu, I have never lost to you in sword competition! Can you let me go?"

The single sword in Zhu Congwu's hand was easily snatched away by Fatty Jiang, and he couldn't help but blush with embarrassment. Although Fatty Jiang took advantage of him and He Luming to take the sword, it was enough to prove that this Fatty Jiang was very powerful and the timing of his attack was just right. Fatty threw away the single sword.

It was returned to Zhu Congwu. Zhu Congwu took his own sword and was at a loss.

Zhu Congwu felt ashamed and said: "He Luming, you have great swordsmanship, I can't beat you. I used to be too proud and always thought that my swordsmanship was invincible. Only when I met my opponent today did I realize that my swordsmanship was still far behind! If you don't dislike me,

, I invite you to come to our village for a drink, how about we make friends?"

The fat man laughed and said: "Don't worry about saying this now. We will go to your village to pay a visit to Master Zhu later. Come on, Master Zhu, don't you want to meet Tang Jiusheng for a while? You and I will compete with Fatty first."

Competition! Of course, Fatty will not bully you. You have just fought with He Luming for nearly fifty rounds, and you are very tired. In this way, I will use my bare hands, and you will use the knife. Fatty, I will take the knife from your hand with my bare hands. Even if I can't take it off,

How about you win?"

Zhu Congwu was instantly angered by the fat man's words and used his knife to attack

He Luming could not defeat him with a sword, but he still understood that this Fatty Jiang was so arrogant that he even dared to threaten to seize the sword with his bare hands. Did he really think that the Shangluo Zhu family's swordsmanship was made of clay noodles? Zhu Congwu shouted angrily: "Okay! What if?

You Jiang Zhenyu can take my sword with your bare hands, I would rather carry the hammer for you and be a pawn!"

The fat man smiled and said: "Okay, I'll accept you, fat man, a pawn!"

Zhu Congwu was so angry that he was being despised to such an extent. He swung his knife and slashed, but the knife hit the air. The fat man dodged and grabbed Zhu Congwu's wrist. He gently released his strength and took the knife in his hand. The fat man smiled.

He threw the sword back to Zhu Congwu, "Boy, I know you won't accept it, come again!"

Zhu Congwu was so angry that he slashed at the fat man again with his knife, but the result was no more than two moves, and the knife was snatched away by the fat man again. The fat man threw the knife back to Zhu Congwu again, beckoning: "Come again!"

Zhu Congwu used his sword skills, but after three rounds, the sword in his hand was taken away by the fat man again. Zhu Congwu was stunned, his own sword skills were so ineffective?

The fat man returned the sword to Zhu Congwu and said with a smile: "Second Master Zhu, from now on you can carry the hammer for me! To be honest, your Zhu family's sword skills are really good, but it's a pity that your martial arts level is too low, not even the third level. I

This martial arts realm is crushing to you! You suffer not from your sword skills, but from your martial arts realm!"

When Zhu Congwu heard what the fat man said, he took a breath and asked in a low voice: "Fat Master, how high is your martial arts level?"

The fat man smiled bitterly, "Fat man, I am at the peak of the second level, but I can't get into the first level! I am far worse than my brother Tang Jiusheng. He entered the first level, then fell back to the eighth level, and now he has entered the first level again! A year later!

In the middle, I have entered the first-level realm twice, Fat Master, I am ashamed of myself! In a real fight, even four Fat Masters cannot defeat Tang Jiusheng! You also said that you want to challenge him, and he wants to beat you, it is simply an instant kill.

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Zhu Congwu lowered his head, feeling very ashamed. He raised his head after a while and said: "Fat Master, since you are passing by Zhujiaji, please come to our Zhu family as a guest! Otherwise, my father will definitely scold me if he finds out!"

The fat man smiled and said, "Well, Fat Master, I'll finish lunch later. I have a bunch of brothers and sisters waiting there. How about we visit your Zhu family in the afternoon? My brother Tang Jiusheng won't be able to come back until the evening!"

Zhu Congwu held on to He Luming and refused to let go, insisting that he and Yu Wenping, the thin sword-swallowing man, be invited to his home. He Luming looked embarrassed and said: "My master is still recuperating in the inn. I have to see him first before I can go to your home."

!" Zhu Congwu was not willing to let go and insisted on going to the inn with He Luming to meet his master. Zhu Congwu turned around and said as he walked: "Fat Master, you must visit our house this afternoon!"

The fat man smiled and agreed, and took Su Yiwen and Song Yulan back to Xiangsheng Restaurant. Shui Ruyue, Ximen Yushuang and others were waiting anxiously. When they saw the fat man coming back, they quickly came over and asked him what he was doing. The fat man told him what had just happened.
Chapter completed!