He said these words loudly in a tone that was not ashamed but proud.
The onlookers were shocked at that time, even Feng Bujue’s friends were stunned.
In the world of martial arts, saying "self-taught without a teacher" is like saying to others in the real world, "I have super powers."
If you tell me about it later, it will basically scare people to death.
"Hahahahaha..." The drunken monk Lu Shan, who was sitting by the stairs and drinking, burst out laughing when he heard this: "Okay! What a self-taught man who opened the mountain gate without a teacher!" The monk suddenly interjected: "I'm walking, monk."
After many years in the industry, I have met a lot of famous people, but despite their great fame, it is actually hard for many to live up to their reputation. And I have met a lot of people with great reputations, and nine out of ten of them are just braggarts, not worth mentioning.
." He took another sip of the wine in the jar, then looked up at Feng Bujue and said, "This is the first time I have met someone as unknown as Feng Lao Master, but his words are shocking..."
At this point, Lu Shan suddenly used the "viper offering wine" move. His one arm curled up, and then he suddenly stretched it out, and a spinning force like a whip spinning top acted on the wine jar in his arms.
"Monk, let me toast you a drink!" With a low drink, the wine jar roared out from Lu Shan's arm and flew towards Feng Bujue.
Lu Shan looks rough and bold, but in fact he is rough and subtle, and has a lot of scheming. The trick he used was carefully thought out. All the experts present could see clearly that the high-speed rotating wine jar concealed inner strength, which was ordinary.
It's simply hard for people to resist.
If he could hold the wine jar in his arms, then Feng Bujue must be a person with advanced internal skills. If he could hit the wine jar head-on and break it into pieces, then he was also an expert in outer martial arts. Of course,
We can't rule out the possibility that he was hit directly...that would be very embarrassing.
Lu Shan's behavior seemed to be looking for trouble, but in fact, he was helping Feng Bujue in disguise.
Because Brother Jue's words were too shocking, the effect of ridicule was extraordinary, and the entire audience was instantly filled with hatred. Even the eminent Shaolin monks, the Renwu scholars, and the Taoist priests of the Xiaoyao sect all shook their heads; the leaders of other sects also
Forget it, almost everyone showed disdain and sneered. As for the lower-ranking sect disciples and wanderers, they couldn't even listen to such arrogant words.
If Lu Shan hadn't been the first to attack at this moment, it is estimated that some second-rate figure would have jumped out immediately. He would have shouted something like "Your Excellency, you have such a strong tone. I am from a certain sect and would like to learn some clever tricks." Then he would step forward.
Two moves with Brother Jue.
Lu Shan knew very well that the worse a person's martial arts skills are, the less he knows how to control his hands, and he is just a first-rate master. He is afraid that a few second-rate and third-rate bastards will appear and attack people viciously and hurt people's bones.
But now that the drunken monk spoke, the juniors present, or those who knew that their skills were inferior to this monk, were no longer ready to make a move. With him, a first-class master, taking a test, everyone watched.
Lu Shan's own thought is... If Brother Feng can block the wine jar, that would be the best. Others will not trouble him again if they see his real skills. If he can't block it, I won't do this either.
As for beating him seriously, he will feel ashamed and leave.
It's a good idea...
But Feng Bujue's reaction once again exceeded everyone's expectations.
As early as when the monk laughed, Feng Bujue realized what this NPC was going to do, so he immediately secretly took out the Death Poker and hid it in the palm of his hand, preparing for defense. No matter how the opponent attacked, Feng Bujue
They are all countermeasures that remain unchanged in the face of ever-changing situations. In any case, when faced with a slightly stronger attack, he only has that one move [shield "card"] that is safer.
At this moment, the wine jar came across the sky and arrived in the blink of an eye.
But all I could hear was a popping sound...
The wine jar shattered. It was shattered in mid-air. It seemed like it hit a wall of air, and the wine inside splashed out. It couldn't pass through the invisible barrier.
Feng Bujue sat on the chair without moving. He was holding the tea cup in one hand and the other hand was hanging "naturally" under the table. He looked calm from beginning to end.
When the wine jar hit the golden light force field, Feng Bujue's eyes squinted. The next second, he suddenly stretched out his hand and took out the tea cup in his hand. At this time, the [Shield "Plate"] happened to be
Disappeared, Feng Bujue reached out with his hand, used a cup to catch a splash of wine spilling from mid-air, and then pretended to bring the cup in front of him.
"This master is really generous." Feng Bujue looked at the wine glass in front of him: "He said he wanted to toast me, but he brought me a jar." He smiled: "But I'm too drunk, so this glass is enough."
After saying that, he drank the small glass of wine he received in one gulp.
The whole place was silent...
When the masters present saw this scene, they all gasped. They all asked one question in their hearts: What kind of martial arts was that just now?
Even Shi Yanran, who had learned this trick last night, looked at it now and still couldn't see the reason at all.
"In terms of internal strength cultivation... Those who have stagnant luck can be said to be integrated; those who release their true energy can be said to be perfect; those who transform their energy into shape can be said to have reached the pinnacle..." Suddenly, a soft voice began to narrate unhurriedly.
, and its sound can reach the ears of everyone present.
As soon as the words fell, everyone followed the words and focused their attention on a seat in the corner of the inn.
Feng Bujue also looked up and saw a woman in purple in her twenties sitting alone there. At first glance, this woman had a delicate body and beautiful face, with fair skin and jade face. Upon closer inspection, she became more and more aware.
She can be said to have a pretty face, dignified and elegant. Especially her eyes, which are charming and charming, make people unforgettable once they take a look at her. As the saying goes, "the beauty of a thought" is probably nothing more than that.
This woman's name is Murong Ying, who is known as Fairy Yunwai in the world. Although her skills are only top-notch, her knowledge of martial arts is extremely profound. It is said by everyone in the world that whoever can marry this young lady from the Murong family must not only be
She is so beautiful that she is like marrying half of her master back home. However, precisely because of this reason, Murong Ying is already twenty-five years old and has not yet married. Those who come to propose marriage will be sent away directly, and those who deliberately approach will be kept at a distance.
After all, people's hearts are evil, and she couldn't tell who was sincere and who had impure intentions, so she simply rejected them all.
"...and this Feng Shaoxia's martial arts is at a higher level." Murong Ying continued what she just said: "The Qi outside the body is in the form of golden light. It can turn nothing into something and gather and disperse freely..." She
Looking directly at Feng Bujue, she met his eyes and said, "It has been three hundred years since we have seen a person with this kind of inner strength in the martial arts world... I didn't expect that this little girl would be lucky enough to meet her today. I admire her, I admire her!"
Feng Bujue was so happy that he went crazy after hearing this. This beauty was so powerful. He originally thought that his bluffing plan would need more work to achieve the effect. Unexpectedly, someone took the initiative to cooperate and spoke eloquently. Even he himself They all felt a little bit intimidated.
Sure enough, Murong Ying's words instantly hoodwinked everyone. This is also a very interesting phenomenon... When some abnormal situation occurs, but no one knows what the truth is, suddenly there is a more normal situation. If a reliable person comes out and expresses his personal opinion, no matter whether the opinion is correct or not, it is very likely to become a recognized fact...
Gongsun Qian, who was standing closest to Feng Bujue, was completely dumbfounded. Originally, he was just surprised and suspicious of the golden force field. But now he was convinced that the leader of Feng Lao in front of him was really a peerless master!
"Hahaha...Murong girl is so knowledgeable! I knew this kid was not simple." Meng Jiu's laughter rang out. He didn't know when he appeared. He was sitting on the threshold of the inn door. Drinking with your back against the doorframe.
It is also well known that the leader of the Beggar Clan would stay at the entrance of the village at night. Everyone heard him say "not simple" and made up a lot of information on their own... It was as if the leader of the Feng Lao came to the town last night. At that time, I had already fought against Meng Jiu for 300 rounds, and in the end I still felt like I had won by a few points while hiding my strength.
Meng Jiu laughed and shouted to Lu Shan in the distance: "Monk Lu! Just smash it for fun! Hahaha... your jar of wine will be in vain!"
Lu Shan was a generous person, and what he did just now was not a loss of face for him, but rather a bit shameless, so he also laughed and said: "Hahaha... old beggar! How can I be so stingy as you, monk! How can I know the truth? With such methods, what does a jar of wine mean?"
Meng Jiu's appearance and his conversation with Lu Shan once again broke the brief silence of the martial arts people. The chatter of voices sounded again in the lobby of the passenger station. Everyone was talking, and the focus completely shifted to the five people from Pojian Tea House. As for the trivial matter in Wanxia Tower, it has long been forgotten by people.
At this time, another person spoke on the second floor of the inn.
"I asked why it's so lively... It turns out that a distinguished guest has arrived." The man who said this was a swordsman in white. He looked to be less than forty years old, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and a majestic weapon. "The master of the building... ..." He jumped lightly, took two steps in the void, and jumped directly from the second floor to Feng Bujue's table. He stood firmly and said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."
"Do I know you?" Feng Bujue looked at him and asked.
As soon as this statement came out, there was another uproar.
"What... he said he didn't know Lin Chang?" "He actually said he didn't recognize the number one master of the 'Six Swords of Flower Shadow' in Ye Mansion?" "What tricks is this boy named Feng doing again?"
It's normal for people around him to make a fuss, because the person Feng Bujue was chatting with was the leader of Ye Mansion's "Six Swords of Flower Shadow". Compared with Gongsun Qian and Ji Tong, his martial arts skills were even worse than those of Gongsun Qian and Ji Tong. .Among the swordsmen, excluding Xie San and Ye Cheng, he should be regarded as the third. Of course, the gap between him and the first two is still huge.
"Haha..." Lin Chang smiled, clasped his fists and said: "I, Blue Sky Sword Lin Chang, have been waiting for you to become the master of the Lao for a long time. I wonder if you can invite all the heroes of the Broken Sword Tea Lao to talk upstairs?"
