Accompanied by a burst of shouts, the figure floated on the ring.
This man looked like he was in his forties or fifties, with a thin, national face, serious expression, and a serious expression when he saw him. The first thing he thought of was the Black Bao Gong who was in charge of Kaifeng Prefecture in the ancient Song Dynasty.
A Wu hook iron pen in his hand added a bit of righteousness to it, just like the selfless judge of life and death in the underworld.
Looking at the entire world, using Wu hook iron pen as a weapon is probably only Wen Zhengliang, who failed the eight consecutive imperial examinations and later abandoned the civil and military affairs, could have such momentum.
Wen Zhengliang is not good at writing, but he is quite talented in martial arts. Generally speaking, martial artists in the world start laying the foundation when they are four or five years old, and even those who become monks halfway through are not over twenty years old.
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However, Wen Zhengliang failed the eighth imperial examination and was already in his thirty years. Before that, what he learned was the teachings of Confucius and Mencius, the words of Zhu Zi, and those who opened their mouths and shut them up were like a down-and-out nerd.
But no one expected that this poor and frustrated nerd would be among the top experts in the world in just three years, and it could be called a miracle in the world!
For those young people who are eager to become famous, this is undoubtedly a boiling dose of chicken blood, and they all come to learn from their masters. Among them is a young man with dark skin and strong figure, Wang Meng!
Although Wen Zhengliang and Wang Meng are not formal master-apprentice relationships, almost everyone in the world regards him as Wang Meng's master. Now, this young man who is just starting out is actually on the ring, in front of so many people,
He chased Wang Meng to death, but he didn't even take him seriously, so he took him seriously.
Moreover, based on his experience in the world of martial arts, Yan Yun can only be regarded as a second-rate master in the world, and even worse than Wang Meng. However, Wang Meng underestimated the enemy just now.
This made him succeed. Judging from his attitude, he was just at the end of his strength and probably couldn't even take a single move from his own.
It is precisely because of this that Wen Zhengliang jumped to the arena. He can not only regain his face, but also peek at the position of leader of the alliance. Why not do such a good thing that kills two birds with one stone?
When Wang Meng saw Wen Zhengliang jumping onto the ring, he didn't know what was going crazy. He shouted with a cry: "Dad!" More than a thousand people around the ring were all petrified, and he looked at Wen in a daze.
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"Wang Meng, what are you calling?" Wen Zhengliang, who has always paid great attention to fame, was shocked when he heard this and shouted angrily.
Yan Yun showed a few sarcastic smiles on his expression, and he laughed loudly: "Haha...haha... It turns out that the famous judge of the Iron Pen in the world has such an illegitimate child. It's really ridiculous and ridiculous!"
Eight consecutive imperial examinations failed, which made Wen Zhengliang's self-esteem distorted. At this time, the muscles on his face twitched suddenly, like a wolf who wanted to go crazy, shouting angrily: "Boy, what did you say just now
, If you have the ability, do you dare to repeat it to me again?"
Yan Yun is a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. He has no fear of Wen Zhengliang at all. There is still a cold sarcasm on the corner of his mouth. First, he pointed to Wang Meng, who is even more embarrassed than stray dogs on the street.
Sisheng laughed loudly, "My master, I said, he is a bastard!"
When he said this, Yan Yun stopped. After a moment, he pointed at Wen Zhengliang again and shouted loudly, "You are the old turtle."
"Okay, okay, okay!" Wen Zhengliang began to twitch slightly above the corner of his mouth, revealing a ferocious smile. After calling out three good words, he stopped talking.
At this time, everyone around the ring could feel the cold light that shot out from Wen Zhengliang's dark eyes, and his body was emitting a fierce murderous intent that made people breathless.
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"Brother Lin, no, Wen Zhengliang has become a murderous intention. This person has been famous in the world for a long time. Yan Yun cannot be his opponent." Qi Xiang's tone was a little quick, and she looked very worried that something might happen to Yan Yun.
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In fact, it is better to worry about Lin Yu than to say that she is worried about Yan Yun. Qi Xiang knows very well that if Yan Yun is killed or injured, Lin Yu will feel very sad, but she doesn't want Lin Yu to be sad because of these.
A few solemn meanings appeared in Lin Yu's clear eyes. He could see clearly the situation on the ring. He could also guess why Yan Yun, who has always been gentle and elegant, changed his temperament at this time.
He insulted Wen Zhengliang, the judge who had become famous in the world for more than ten years.
If his martial arts skills are almost the same as Wen Zhengliang, this will definitely be the best way to defeat his opponent. As long as the opponent gets angry, his mind will be in chaos and his offensive will naturally be full of loopholes.
However, Yan Yun chose the wrong opponent this time. Wen Zhengliang has gone from a weak scholar to a top-notch master in the world in just three years. Now he has become famous for more than ten years, and his martial arts have reached a state of superb level.
Even if a person is beaten by Yan Yun's aggressive method, he is unlikely to succeed.
In the face of absolute strength, even if you use all your means, it will be in vain!
Bang!
On the ring, Yan Yun waved the black broken sword and rushed towards Wen Zhengliang like a tiger going down the mountain.
However, Wen Zhengliang was calm and calm, and a faint disdainful smile could be seen on the corner of his mouth. When the black broken knife rushed to his eyes, he saw him waved the judge's iron pen and blocked it, and a harsh sound of weapons attacking each other.
Before he could fully land, Yan Yun was shaken back from a corner of the ring, and a faint blood stain could be seen on the corner of his mouth.
Everyone was startled at first, and then they started to cheer, most of them were praises for Wen Zhengliang and words such as ridicule Yan Yun overestimating his abilities.
This cheer for others, praises the opponent's praise, and satirizes himself as a mantisque mantis himself as a sword that penetrates his fragile heart, making him feel cold into his bones, as if all the blood in his body is
It has condensed into ice, and even a cold air is still venting.
"Ahhh...ahh..." Yan Yun suddenly stood up, wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth hard, staring at his round eyes, and a cold light that captured the soul in his blood-red eyes, and his whole body seemed to be emitting a hair.
The crazy hungry wolf exudes the most primitive wildness and blood.
Bang!
Wen Zhengliang just threw his hands casually, and Yan Yun was shaken away several feet away again.
"Ahhh...ahh..." At this time, Yan Yun had no choice but to worry about it. The scorching pain in his body was immediately aroused, shouted and pounced on him again.
Bang!
After repeated this for more than a dozen times, Yan Yun was covered in scars, his whole body was limp in blood, like a dead dog without any chance, but his faint eyes were still full of the unyielding and unyielding wolf.
He was still staring at Wen Zhengliang with blood.
At this time, everyone in the audience had already held their breath, and everyone stared at the arrogant figure on the ring that was integrated with the scarlet carpet.
From the sarcasm that everyone had just now to the shock of his expressions, Yan Yun proved his courage to be fearless to death to the entire world.
"Brother Lin, look at Yan Yun who is so seriously injured. If we don't take action, he may be..." Qi Xiang's expression was full of anxiety and his tone was also very anxious.
But before she could finish her words, Lin Yu waved her hand to stop her, without a trace of words, but her expression was as solemn as cold as frost, looking at Yan Yun tightly.
Afeng had no intention of moving at this time, but stood there without moving. His expression was very calm, and there was no slight wave in his clear eyes. It seemed that the scene that caught his eyes at this moment.
It all has nothing to do with him.
"Look, Yan Yun is standing up again!" A middle-aged man pointed at Yan Yun on the ring and shouted in surprise at his companion next to him. The look of astonishment on his expression seemed to see the round big
Watermelon grows like an apple tree.
Everyone was already sighing, marveling at Yan Yun's tenacious perseverance, and at the same time turned part of his attention to Wen Zhengliang. He wanted to see how to deal with this famous judge Wen Zhengliang in the world?
Wen Zhengliang was shocked, and was obviously completely angry. He was a person with a strong sense of self-esteem. Now he used his shocking martial arts to block the halo of masters who had been experiencing in the world for more than ten years.
The scars of his failure in the imperial examinations for eight consecutive times also made him recover the infinite scenery of his dreams that he had always dreamed of "seeing all the flowers in Chang'an overnight". (Note 1)
But now a young man who has just entered the world is challenging his position in the world and trying to uncover the scars that he dared not look directly at in the past. This makes Wen Zhengliang, who has a strong self-esteem, and has begun to distort slightly.
How to not be angry?
"Boy, you're looking for death!" Wen Zhengliang's black eyes were filled with beating flames. He gritted his teeth hard and repeated the previous sentence. However, he did not really use him in the previous few times.
The weapon is really a Wu Gou Tie Pen that can judge life and death with just one stroke!
Under the sunshine, Wen Zhengliang's Wu Gou iron pen emitting a burst of cold light shone brightly, with black air surrounds, full of cold murderous intent. Even a first-class master in the world who has been famous for a long time, he still saw this scene.
Will be trembling.
But Yan Yun now doesn't. Even the person with the best eyesight can't even catch any panic and fear from his clear eyes or his tender face.
Wen Zhengliang saw Yan Yun's quiet eyes without any turmoil, but a wave of turbulence broke out deep in his heart.
"This guy named Yan Yun must die today, otherwise, what kind of face will I have to gain a foothold in the world in the future?" Wen Zhengliang gritted his teeth and muttered in his heart.
When he thought of this, the cold shadow that judged life and death in his hand had already broken through the air and slashed straight towards Yan Yun's Tianling Cover!
At this time, Yan Yun still had no panic in his clear eyes. There was even a smile on the corner of his handsome mouth, a cold sneer that could capture people's hearts...
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Note 1 comes from: (Tang Dynasty) Meng Jiao's "After Acquisition"
The filthiness in the past is not worth praising, but now the unrestrained thoughts are endless.
The spring breeze is so proud that the horse's hooves are fast, and you can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day.