Lao Xing Lafeng's appearance instantly won the applause. Listening to everyone's applause, Lao Xing was also very happy.

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"

Old Xing smiled and clasped his fists to everyone around him to express his gratitude. Those who didn't know thought he had won.

The Yang family and daughter were also a little confused for a moment, but Yang's father looked at Lao Xing's clothes and hurriedly came towards Lao Xing.

"This official, are you?" Yang's father asked in a low voice.

Over the past year, they have encountered such things many times, and sometimes even constables robbing the bride.

In the past, they had to work hard to deal with it, but today they were obviously over-thinking.

"Old man, Xing also wants to come on stage to give it a try."

Old Xing said to Yang's father angrily, after all, if he wins, then this person will be his father-in-law from now on.

When Yang's father saw that Lao Xing was not here to make trouble, he quickly breathed a sigh of relief. However, when he thought of Yang Huilan's sword technique, he felt nervous again. If Lao Xing was injured, they would not be able to take it.

Father Yang quickly clasped his fists and said:

"This official, the little girl is Pu Liu's capital, and she is not worthy of the adults. Besides, this sword is eyeless, so please be compatible with the adults."

As he said that, Yang's father took out some silver from his pocket and secretly stuffed it into Lao Xing's hand, intending to make Lao Xing give up the idea of ​​a competition, so as not to get into unnecessary trouble by then.

In Yang's father's eyes, almost few of these constables are not greedy for money, and he used to deal with it in this way.

However, this time Yang's father misunderstood. Although Old Xing has a nickname called Xing Bulukong, he is just a small item for food and drink. He has never accepted this money.

And there are so many pairs of eyes here that Lao Xing just wants to take it away, so he is embarrassed.

In addition, Lao Xing has been bachelor for so long, and he can see what Zhanggui Tong means. He knows that he is probably out of luck.

And I am not young anymore. This time, Yang Huilan came to Qixia Town to compete for marriage and recruit brides. She had just learned a set of swordsmanship, and Yang Huilan looked good.

And the most important thing is that there is no need to give a betrothal gift for this martial arts competition. This kind of good thing is like God gave it to him. Do you think Lao Xing can let it go?

As the saying goes, if God doesn’t take it, it’s too late to regret it!

Seeing that Yang's father was going to bribe him, Old Xing hurriedly pushed his hands and said:

"Oh, no! Old man, what do you mean? This captain came according to your rules. Didn't you just say that no matter whether you are from a background or a wealthy person? Why... are you looking down on this captain?"

As he said that, Old Xing glared at him, and a powerful aura emanated from his body.

Seeing this, Yang's father didn't dare to persuade him again, and kept saying, "I dare not, I dare not!"

Seeing that Old Xing was so stubborn, Yang's father knew that he could not persuade him, so he had to charge Old Xing's two cents of silver registration fee, and then let him sign and seal the life and death case.

"Master, are you really going to play?" Xiao Liu also came to the side while Old Xing was plagiarizing.

Old Xing turned around and found that it was not just Xiao Liu, but everyone except scholar and Xiao Bei in Tongfu Inn, especially Zhanggui Tong, who was there.

"Haha." Old Xing looked at Zhangguan Tong and smiled awkwardly. "Why are you all here?"

"This is right at the entrance of our inn, how can we not come? Come on, Lao Xing!" The shopkeeper was not embarrassed, but smiled at Lao Xing and cheered.

"Come on, Lao Xing, we all support you!" Lao Bai also encouraged Lao Xing.

The three of Lao Bai, Lao Xing, and the shopkeeper are not stupid. After two years of getting along, the three of them are like mirrors.

"Captain Xing, don't worry, we will cheer you down there." Old Xing is Xiaoliu's master, and Xiao Guo also cheered up.

Seeing everyone cheering for themselves, Old Xing was also moved. He smiled and nodded to everyone and said:

"Thanks!"

However, as an apprentice, Xiao Liu did not have much confidence in his master. Not only did he know his master's ability, but he was also the power of Yang Huilan on the opposite side. He whispered:

"Master, this Yang Huilan is not a simple person, you must be careful!"

Hearing his apprentice's concern, Old Xing said confidently:

"Six, don't worry, your master's sword skills are no longer the same as before. Over the past month, I have been practicing hard for the master and now I have gained a lot. It has been a long time since we master and apprentice practiced together, so I will teach you if I have time."

Seeing his master's confident look, Xiaoliu did not advise him again. He knew that he would not know that Yang Huilan was powerful if he didn't let his master touch the wall once.

And Xiao Liu also believed that Yang Huilan would not take serious measures, after all, his master was also a captain.

"Okay, that disciple is waiting for the master to win me a master's wife back." Seeing that he couldn't persuade him, Xiao Liu also smiled and blessed.

"Look at it, Liu!" Old Xing also turned around confidently and walked towards Yang Huilan.

At this time, Yang Huilan's father had finished his explanation, and Yang Huilan waved his hand to ask him to retreat.

...

In this way, only Lao Xing and Yang Huilan were left on the field. Both of them were holding their fists first, and then Yang Huilan spread her hands and said:

"I would like to ask this official for advice."

When Old Xing saw that Yang Huilan didn't use a knife, he naturally couldn't use a knife. Fortunately, he had learned Taizu Changquan before and practiced quite well. Although it was not enough to kill thieves, it was still possible to use it for fighting.

I saw Old Xing posing and playing fist on the ring.

This set of Taizu Changquan Lao Xing plays with a strong and powerful style. The old Bai and Xiao Guo are applauding each other repeatedly.

Everyone around was also driven by the two of them, and Lao Xing was really good at playing.

Although Xiao Liu didn't understand boxing, he could still see that his master had practiced this Taizu Changquan hard. Every move he made was orderly in advance and retreat, and the lower plate was even more calm.

Xiao Liu nodded secretly. He didn't expect that his master would have this trick. It seemed that this was his unique skill.

However, looking at Yang Huilan's stable appearance, Xiao Liu couldn't help but shake his head. The fist was good, but it also depends on who the opponent was.

On the field, Old Xing was playing boxing alone, and Yang Huilan stood on the other side without moving.

Looking at Old Xing's fist, Yang Huilan shook her head. She originally wanted to let the water go, but the other party's fist was not attacking, so it was difficult for her to let the water go.

Seeing Lao Xing's Taizu's long fist playing again, his whole body was full of flaws, he still didn't choose to attack. Yang Huilan finally couldn't stand it, and she could only take the initiative to attack.

Yang Huilan's right hand was slashed directly at Lao Xing who was playing fist alone in the shape of a knife.

The shopkeepers and others in the audience were wondering why Old Xing didn't attack, but suddenly they saw Yang Huilan taking the initiative to attack. Old Bai was also shocked when he saw Yang Huilan's palm.
Chapter completed!