"Wow, Brother Shen, where did you find such a beautiful girl? Tsk, she looks like a young lady."
Xin Wan's reaction was still slow. After hearing this, she looked at the expressions on the faces of the five people. She didn't know what they were thinking, and she suddenly became frightened. "What do you want to do?"
"What are we doing?" After the old man tied the horse over there, he came over and said with a lewd smile: "What do you think we want to do? Hahahaha."
"Girl, I think you are lost." Brother Shen vaguely blocked Xin Wan's escape direction and said, "What do you think of this? You let us brothers have fun, and we will give you food and drink.
.Otherwise, hehe,"
Seeing that several people around the fire had stood up and gathered around her, Xin Wan turned around and rushed towards Lao Liu on the right. She was still an eighth-grade monk after all. Although she had been hungry for almost a day, she could
At this time, when I raised my spirits, my speed was astonishing.
The old man was holding a rabbit in one hand and Xin Wan's sword in the other. Seeing Xin Wan rushing towards him, he reacted very quickly. He rolled like a lazy donkey and even avoided Xin Wan's punch.
"Humph, where are you running!" But after such a delay, Brother Shen behind him had already chased after him, turned his palm into a claw, and grabbed Xin Wan's right shoulder.
"Bang!" There was a sound, and fists and palms exchanged between the two parties. Although Xin Wan had already started to use the technique, she still took a few steps back in embarrassment.
She has only practiced Qi since she was a child, and has almost never practiced physical training. Although the body is stronger and stronger than ordinary people under the nourishment of spiritual power, its strength is limited. Not to mention that Brother Shen is also a ninth-grade monk.
The power is countless times greater than hers.
"Fine fists and embroidered legs." Brother Shen was originally worried about encountering a tough opponent, but after this fight, he was even more determined. Just as he stepped forward to bully Xin Wan, Xin Wan's arm was instantly twisted by him and unable to move.
"Wow, it smells so good!" Brother Shen held Xin Wan in his arms from behind, felt the other person's soft and delicate body, put his nose to the side and sniffed hard behind the other person's ear, and laughed loudly, "
I'll take the first soup, and you guys can discuss the order. If you can't take your turn right away, go alone to the edge of the woods to watch. Damn it, I'm going to stop eating and eat this little girl first. Hahahahaha."
Just when he was about to forcefully tear off Xin Wan's underwear, a voice suddenly came: "Stop! Mr. Shen, what are you doing!"
"Cuan, what the hell are you meddling in!" Seeing the person coming, Brother Shen stopped stroking the struggling Xin Wan's chest with his big hand, narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "If you also want to have fun
Hehehe, I'll let you come after I'm done, and they can just line up at the back."
Among them, only Brother Shen and the young man surnamed Cuan who also went out hunting just now are monks. Brother Shen is a monk from Jiangyang County, and this man surnamed Cuan is a monk from Ningzhou. Several people got together the day before yesterday.
Together, after the disaster, these people who were strangers to each other got along very harmoniously. However, this harmony had disappeared by this time.
Cuan Chen threw away the wild bird and bow and arrow he had hunted in his hands, and walked slowly towards Brother Shen step by step. As he walked, he said, "Son of Shen, you are still a monk. Where is your honor as a monk?"
"Stop!" Brother Shen hugged Xin Wan even tighter in alertness, and shouted sternly: "Monk honor? Damn it, monks now have such a fucking honor! Those with the surname Cuan, I
I advise you not to mind your own business. This girl has nothing to do with you. Even if you are attracted to this girl, I captured her, so I should go first." He said, and struck down with a palm.
, and knocked out Xin Wan, who was struggling and shouting. Just watch him put down the fainted Xin Wan, with his left hand forward and his right hand behind. He stood there with his feet in an uneven position, as if he was about to fight.
.
"On the way, I just know what your surname is, Cuan. You are a stupid Ningzhou Liaoyi. Today I will let you see the skills of our Yizhou heroes."
Before Brother Shen finished speaking, he stepped up and struck Cuan Chen in the face with his right fist like lightning. Cuan Chen, who was already on guard, raised his knees and turned his head. At the same time, he raised his left arm and punched Cuan Chen in the face with his right fist.
At the same time, it struck like lightning.
"Bang bang!" Brother Shen's fist, which was as big as a sandbag, was blocked by the opponent's right arm as hard as a stone pillar before it hit Cuan Chen's door. At the same time, their knees hit hard.
Together, in a head-to-head confrontation, both sides couldn't help but let out a groan.
At the same time, Brother Shen struck upwards with his left palm. If Cuan Chen's right fist remained in the same direction, his palm, which could break wood and crack rocks, would hit the opponent's right wrist. Although Brother Shen was only eight
He is a high-grade monk, but his natural physique is much better than that of ordinary people, and his fighting experience is even more abundant. He once hunted and killed a tiger alone without weapons in the vast mountains of Zangqi County. He was a famous warrior in Fu County. Originally, he was a famous warrior in Fu County.
He happily hoped to join the army and finally be able to show it off in front of the dignified governor of Yizhou, but the cruelty of reality shattered his hopes.
Before he could use his skills, the army collapsed in confusion. In the darkness, he relied on his superhuman physical strength to swim through the cold Pishui. But at this time, he no longer had the idea of recovering the troops.
He wanted to return to his home in Fu County as soon as possible.
When Cuan Chen saw the other party waving his palm, he immediately bent his arm, bent his fist inward, and thrust his elbow forward. Standing on one foot, he twisted his waist, and with the sound of wind, the iron elbow hit the opponent's chest hard.
passed.
"Boom!" At this time, the right leg that was facing the opponent's knee fell to the ground.
Seeing the ferocity of the opponent's iron elbow, Brother Shen stepped back and leaned back. Cuan Chen's iron elbow almost brushed the tip of his nose, and at the same time, he kicked quickly with his right foot.
"Boom!" There was a sound, and Cuan Chen groaned, and was kicked by Brother Shen in the chest. Although Brother Shen flew up while leaning back, it was useless to use his full strength, but Brother Shen could
With such power, Cuan Chen felt as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer, and he flew away like a kite with his feet off the ground.
Just when Brother Shen was lying almost flat on the ground, he slapped his hands on the ground behind him. Not only did he stop his fall, he straightened up again. Then he bent his legs and kicked off his feet.
, like an arrow from a string, the man rushed towards Cuan Chen who was still flying back.
Before the Cuanchen man landed, he saw Brother Shen rushing up like a tiger. He endured the pain in his chest. Thanks to his hard work in physical training since he was a child, otherwise a commoner would be kicked on the spot if he received such a kick from Brother Shen.
With his chest broken, he bent his legs and tightened his abdomen, bent his arms, exerted force on his waist, and waved his arms upwards. He immediately turned somersaults in the air. The first thing that caught his eye was Brother Shen's pair of sandbags as big as
fist.
"Bang!" There was a sound, followed by a muffled sound.
"Bang!", there was another muffled sound.
The first sound was the muffled sound of his arms blocking Brother Shen's fist.
The second blow was the sound of his back hitting a big tree after he was hit so hard and flew out again.
"Boy, are you satisfied?" Brother Shen fell from the air. Standing on the ground, he clapped his hands leisurely and said to Cuan Chen who fell under the big tree with a relaxed expression.
Cuan Chen put his hands on the ground and slowly stood up from the ground again. At this moment, he only felt a burning pain in his chest.
"Pfft!" He spat out the rotten leaves and dirt on his mouth first, wiped away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth with his right hand, and stared fixedly at Brother Shen, who was just a few feet away, taking a rest.
He slowly raised his right hand, raised his index finger, shook it slightly from side to side, and then said: "I've never been a nosy person. But in my life, I look down on men who bully women. This is what makes a man a man."
Your skills are for killing enemies in battle, not for bullying women. Your boxing and kicking skills are very good, but I look down on you."
This Cuanchen is from Jianning County, Ningzhou. In the past, the Nanzhong area of Yizhou was known to have local wealthy families with traditional five surnames, namely Meng, Cuan, Li, Dong, and Lu. These five surnames have a long history. The surname Lu was from that time.
Descendants of Lu Buwei, Prime Minister of the Qin Dynasty. After Lu Buwei was executed by the King of Qin, he moved the Lu family to the southernmost part of the empire. Since then, the Lu family has flourished in Ningzhou. The Cuan family was the descendant of that year.
During the Ming Dynasty of the Shang Dynasty, he was sent to Ningzhou to govern the barbarians of all ethnic groups. The surname Li is a descendant of Li Bing who built the Dujiangyan Irrigation System in Shu after the Qin State destroyed the Shu State. At that time, he assisted Tang Meng in digging the five-foot-high Irrigation System.
After the road was opened, this branch stayed in Ningzhou. The Meng surname is the descendant of the man who sent the generals from Chu to the central Guizhou expedition, and they have also lived here for generations. As for the Dong surname, it is Dong, who lived in Shu in the late Shang Dynasty.
He served as the prefect of Yongchang at that time and was very popular among the people here. When the Three Kingdoms were in chaos, He's family moved from Shu to a place where the war could not reach him.
In the eyes of many people, the people in the Nanzhong area are uncivilized barbarians. They are simple-minded, vulgar and barbaric, and even a little ignorant. But in the eyes of many locals in Nanzhong themselves, the Shu people and even the Jiaoguang people
People are too cunning, far less honest and honest than the people of Nanzhong. In the eyes of outsiders, the Nanzhong people themselves will be happy with it. Because in the eyes of the Nanzhong people, this is not that they do not know good and evil, nor that they do not know how to adapt.
It is not afraid of power, but rather bending than bending.
Cuan Chen is such a typical Nanzhong person. The more frustrated he is, the more tenacious he becomes.
Although he had been kicked and punched by Brother Shen, and the severe pain in his chest and arms made him grin, there was no fear in his eyes or any flinching.
"Come on, I can still fight!" Seeing the shameful and angry Brother Shen swooping towards him again, Cuan Chen said softly but firmly, and at the same time he rushed forward without hesitation.
For the monks on the Shangluo side, fighting with others with bare hands is really the most vulgar behavior. No matter how poor the monks are, they must have a long sword hanging on their waist. If there is a fight, both sides will usually
It was a sword show. In the eyes of the monks there, fighting with bare hands was something only civilians would do.
But that's the place in Shangluo.
For an unknown monk like Brother Shen who comes from a small and remote place, he has grown up fighting since he was a child, and his skills in boxing and kicking are really rich. When it comes to swordsmanship, Brother Shen may not be able to stand in front of Wang Tianci.
Three moves, but in terms of fist and kick skills, if no one used their spiritual power, Wang Tianci would have been beaten to a black and bruised face in front of Brother Shen.
But Cuan Chen is also a person who is good at this.
Ningzhou is remote and backward, and does not produce iron. For the people there, a long sword is really a luxury, and a long sword that can be engraved with runes is even more rare. Even if it is like Cuan Chen
For someone who comes from a powerful family in Jianning, it is hard for anyone to fight with a sword without using a sword.
Swords can be damaged.
And the casters and rune masters in Ningzhou are really rare. Because of this, the monks who wear swords in Ningzhou cherish their swords very much. They are hard-won. In battles, they can be used.
Use fists and kicks to solve the problem.
Cuan Chen had suffered a loss just now, so he became more cautious this time. He saw the opponent charging at him with a punch, and without any intention of attacking, he turned his right hand into a fist and slashed towards the opponent's wrist.
How could Brother Shen let him hit his wrist? His punch seemed fierce, but in fact he had enough energy left. He immediately turned his fist into a palm and grabbed Cuan Chen's right hand. At the same time, his right hand was fully moved.
Use your strength to witness the other side.
Cuan Chen saw that the opponent's punch was coming more fiercely, and he tried to deflect the opponent's punch with his left arm. As soon as he made a move, Brother Shen immediately turned his fist into a palm and grabbed his left arm, and then violently punched him with both hands.
Pulling him into his arms, he lifted his legs and knees at the same time, trying to make the other party unable to stand up again with one move.
"Bang!" There was a sound, and the knees of both sides hit each other again. The severe pain made both sides grinning involuntarily, but neither side's hands let go, and they both grabbed each other's arms tightly.
Brother Shen laughed evilly. Brother Shen was very big and very tall, and Cuan Chen's system was much shorter in front of him. At this time, the two sides were so entangled, and in Brother Shen's view, Cuan Chen was like falling into a spider.
Like a flying insect in a net, it can no longer escape.
Just watch his head tilt back slightly, and then crash down like lightning.
"Boom!" There was a muffled sound, followed by two more muffled groans, and the two figures separated.
Brother Shen covered his forehead in pain and felt a burst of stars flashing in front of his eyes. Before he could wake up, a gust of wind came and he was hit hard by a punch on the right side of his face.
"Boom!" Brother Shen's huge figure shook twice and fell straight to the ground.
Cuan Chen did not continue to beat Brother Shen. Brother Shen lay on the ground for a while, sat up, looked at Cuan Chen with a complex expression and said: "Tietou Kung Fu? You actually used spiritual power? For an unrelated person,
You actually want to use spiritual power?"
"Spiritual power is very precious." Cuan Chen said while walking towards Xin Wan who was still unconscious there: "But what is more precious is people and honor. Since I was a child, books have always told me how prosperous Yizhou is.
, the people there are so rich and noble. During this trip to Shu, I found that I was wrong."
Cuan Chen was recommended as a scholar by the prefect of Jianning County after he came of age the year before last. Their family settled here after his great-great-grandfather came here to serve as an official. According to his great-grandfather, although this place is backward, it can
The people here are far simpler than the people in the Central Plains. Between heaven and earth, people are the most precious thing, not spiritual power, treasures, skills, or magical weapons.