Gong Ruomei walked a few steps, turned around, glanced at Wang Liangyu, and asked seemingly unintentionally.
Wang Liangyu looked at the young and immature Gong Ruomei, chuckled, and said jokingly: "Children should stop asking about adults' affairs!"
Gong Ruomei became angry: "I don't think you are that big!"
"I'm over thirty!"
Wang Liangyu has a tender face, but counting his more than three years in the Spring and Autumn Period, he is now over thirty!
Gong Ruomei looked at Wang Liangyu in surprise, coughed, and changed the subject: "Are you going to deal with the little devil?"
"Huh? Are you eavesdropping?" Wang Liangyu raised his eyebrows and looked at Gong Ruomei in surprise.
"I didn't eavesdrop!" Gong Ruomei snorted, raising her head slightly, revealing her smooth neck, like a proud white swan, "I guessed it!"
Wang Liangyu became interested and asked: "Oh, how did you guess it?"
"My father is the president of the Chinese Warriors Association. Most of the people who come to him are to compete in martial arts." Gong Ruomei said slowly as she walked, "You came here not to compete and to avoid others on purpose.
This Northeast boundary can only be related to the little devil!"
Wang Liangyu was slightly surprised. After thinking about it, he felt that this flaw had to be eliminated. If Gong Ruomei could think of it, others might also think of it.
"The little devil has guns and cannons. Will my father be in danger?" Gong Ruomei said for a long time, and finally asked with a worried face.
Wang Liangyu did not answer. The danger of this trip was difficult to predict. Even Wang Liangyu himself could not guarantee that he would escape unscathed.
Unlike in the Spring and Autumn Period, when evil dragons were killed by the Yangtze River, Wang Liangyu had great confidence, strength and flintlock guns at that time, so he dared to fight.
This time, Wang Liangyu was not sure, but Wang Liangyu decided to take the risk.
The worst case scenario is death!
Are you still afraid of death when you fight a little devil?
Wang Liangyu didn't know how other people felt, but since he knew that he had come to this bloody era, Wang Liangyu felt like a fire was burning in his heart.
Beside the short mountain, he dared to charge and kill dozens of puppet soldiers alone, and he even mercilessly taught the puppet soldiers a lesson outside Fengtian City, all because of the fire in his heart!
With random thoughts in his mind, Wang Liangyu did not forget to comfort him: "Don't worry, Mr. Gong, everything will be fine!"
Soon, the two came to the guest room.
After settling down for a while, Wang Liangyu went to Gong Baosen again, told Gong Ruomei's guesses one by one, and then said: "Mr. Gong, I have a battle with the Bagua Sect!"
"That's right, I also want to see your sword skills!" Gong Baosen readily agreed.
The martial arts world has its own rules, and martial arts competitions are no longer a child's play.
After writing a letter of challenge and gathering in the arena, a notary is required, and even a life and death document must be signed.
"Is it so troublesome?" After listening to the process introduced by Gong Baosen, Wang Liangyu was a little stunned.
"People in the martial arts world value their reputations and compete in martial arts competitions. The winner is arrogant and the loser is discouraged. There is no chance of carelessness." Gong Baosen explained, and then added, "Just in time, we can take the opportunity to cover up others' eyes and ears and act secretly."
As a result, a competition was scheduled for three days later.
To this end, Gong Baosen invited many martial arts comrades, and also deliberately publicized Wang Liangyu's overseas identity, creating a contradictory atmosphere for domestic and overseas martial arts duels.
For a time, the northern martial arts world was shaken, and countless martial arts people gathered in Fengtian.
Gongjia, guest room.
Gong Ruomei looked at Wang Liangyu who was sharpening his sword in the courtyard, and asked worriedly: "Are you really going to fight my father?" After a pause, she murmured curiously, "I always feel that this...
There is something weird in the martial arts contest, you and my father have something to do with each other!"
Wang Liangyu poured water on the sword and continued to sharpen the blade on the whetstone, but said casually: "It's just a martial arts competition, a fight, a discussion and exchange, that's all."<
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Everyone else regarded this martial arts competition as too complicated, and kept talking about the martial arts rules. But to be honest, Wang Liangyu didn't care much about the martial arts rules, and he didn't care about winning or losing in the competition.
This competition is just a guise. Win or lose, as long as you achieve your goal.
While the two were talking, Ma San, who had gone out to do errands, rushed back and strode into the yard with great momentum.
"It's you?!" Ma San was shocked when he saw Wang Liangyu, and became furious and cursed, "You ungrateful thief!"
Hearing this, Ma San shouted loudly, strode forward, raised his hand and punched.
"Senior brother!" Gong Ruomei exclaimed when she saw this. She wanted to stop him, but it was too late.
Wang Liangyu was not afraid at all. He shook the long sword in his hand and shook off the water stains on it. The last attack came first.
Seeing this, Ma San's expression changed slightly, and his footwork changed instantly. He stepped forward with his left toe, moved his right foot forward, and turned his body accordingly. He waved his arms, fists and palms staggered, and hit Wang Liangyu in the face, one after the other.
Door.
Wang Liangyu raised her sword with her hand, and the sword came out like lightning. She took one step ahead and sealed Ma San's throat.
If Ma San dares to take another step forward, this sword will pierce his throat.
"Okay!"
Ma San couldn't help but say hello, and changed his moves again, intending to attack again.
Gong Ruomei had come to her senses at this time, and rushed out with strong steps. She stood in front of Ma San with Yun Shou and said, "Brother, don't fight!"
Ma San stopped his hand and looked at Gong Ruomei angrily: "Girl, what do you mean?"
Gong Ruomei called "senior brother", but she didn't know what to say. Some things were just her guesses, and she couldn't seem to explain them clearly.
"When you enter the temple to worship Buddha, you have to go through the mountain gate first. If you want to see the real Buddha, you have to pass by me, Ma San!" Ma San didn't look at Gong Ruomei, but just stared at Wang Liangyu.
Wang Liangyu opened his mouth to speak when a person walked in outside the courtyard door, it was Gong Baosen.
"Liangyu, let's have a fight with Ma San!" Gong Baosen glanced at the three people in the courtyard, and finally looked at Wang Liangyu, "There is no distinction between superior and inferior, just a competition."
Wang Liangyu would not refuse, so she held a sword flower on her arm and looked at Ma San calmly: "I only know some swordsmanship, why don't you also get a weapon?"
Ma San snorted, turned away, and came back a moment later with a pair of Ziwu mandarin ducks in his hand.
Ziwu Yuanyang Yue, the full name is "Four Points, Nine Blades and Thirteen Edges, Eight Diagrams Ziwu Yuanyang Yue". When you hear its name and think of its shape, two crescent-shaped blades overlap, plus two sharp edges, it is the Four Points and Nine.
Blade Thirteen Edge.
Ma San held the Ziwu Yuanyang Yue and started to attack.
Wang Liangyu was neither hasty nor slow, and the long sword in his hand was shaking slightly.
In an instant, the war started again.
Next to them, Gong Baosen and Gong Ruomei stood quietly, one indifferent, the other nervous.
"Dad, who do you think will win?"
Gong Baosen slowly walked to the corner, looked at Wang Liangyu and Ma San who were fighting in the courtyard, and said calmly: "Ruomei, winning or losing is not important. People have to look far away. After passing the mountain, their horizons will be broadened."
Got it!"
"Dad, my daughter doesn't understand what you said!" Gong Ruomei disagreed when she heard this, and just stared at the field with her eyes, "I only know that the Gong family has never failed!"
Gong Baosen sighed lightly, but didn't say anything else.
On the court, Wang Liangyu played with Ma San.
It was really just for fun. With Wang Liangyu's White Ape Sword Technique, it was easy to defeat Ma San, but obviously, this was not what Gong Baosen wanted to see.
Wang Liangyu could tell that Gong Baosen wanted to use his hand to beat Ma San and suppress his anger.
When Wang Liangyu saw Ma San for the first time, he noticed his arrogance and arrogance.
If no one suppresses such a character, something will happen sooner or later.
In the movie, Ma San became jealous because Gong Baosen asked him to "become famous in ten years." The master and apprentice broke up, and then he defected to Japan and could never look back.
Therefore, when it comes to suppressing and beating, you need to master the heat. If you hit too hard, you will miss the point, if you hit too lightly, there will be no effect.
After accompanying him to dismantle dozens of moves, Wang Liangyu thrust out his sword, and with lightning speed, it hit Ma San between his eyebrows.
Ma San paused for a moment, then came to his senses in a daze, stared at the long sword in front of him, and said bitterly: "Come again!"
Wang Liangyu chuckled lightly and did not refuse. This guy has a very strong temper and needs to be suppressed a few times.
After another dozen moves, Ma San was defeated.
"Come again!"
After more than ten moves, the horse was defeated three times!
"Come again!"
After nine swords, the horse was defeated three times!
"Come again!"
This time, with only three swords, Ma San was defeated!
Ma San, who has always regarded himself as the number one among the younger generation in the martial arts world, completely broke his guard this time. He didn't recover for a long time. He stood like a fool. He couldn't hold the Ziwu Yuanyang Yue in his hand and threw it to the ground.<
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"Ma San, you usually think very highly of yourself and don't put others in your eyes. How are you doing today?" Gong Baosen coughed lightly and woke Ma San up. He said with sincerity, "Be aware that there are mountain people outside the mountains.
, you still have a long way to go!"
Ma San came back to his senses, glanced at Wang Liangyu in despair, then turned to Gong Baosen, cupped his hands indiscriminately, and then walked out of the yard expressionlessly.
"Dad, is senior brother okay?" Gong Ruomei still cares about her senior brother. Seeing Ma San like this, she can't help but worry.
Gong Baosen looked at Ma San's leaving figure and took a deep breath: "Look at him, just step out. He has a bright future, but he can't step out..."
Gong Baosen didn't say the next words, but Gong Ruomei understood it and her face couldn't help but change.
"Let him go!" Gong Baosen sighed and turned to look at Wang Liangyu, "I would also like to thank Liangyu for taking the initiative."
Wang Liangyu slightly cupped his hands and asked with a smile: "Mr. Gong, are you not afraid that I will break your disciple's Taoist heart?"
"Those who do not have a strong Taoist heart are not worthy to be my disciples, Gong Baosen!"
Ma San is indeed the disciple who Gong Baosen has high hopes for as his successor.
Just one night later, Ma San became lively again and approached Wang Liangyu again to propose a discussion.
"Still fighting?" Wang Liangyu looked at Ma San strangely. Isn't this a masochist?
Ma San nodded solemnly, reached out and took out a Bagua knife.
There is no doubt that Ma San lost easily.
Ma San was not discouraged. He turned around and came over again with a Bagua gun.
Ma San lost again.
Despite losing one after another, Ma San remained in high spirits, constantly challenging Wang Liangyu and never tired of it.
Next two days.
Wang Liangyu almost always accompanied Ma San.
To be precise, Wang Liangyu was beaten and Ma San was beaten.