It is said that a real person does not show his face, and his appearance is not a real person. This statement is indeed true. The red-lined woman's eyes were sinister, and she held two short knives to block. She looked like a master, but she really didn't have any decent attack in front of the beggar.
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In just three moves and two moves, he had already trapped her in his own rhythm. His expression was unhurried and his movements were unhurried and unhurried, as if he were taking a leisurely stroll, but the red line girl had no power to parry.
The red-lined girl was shy and ashamed, and the attacks in her hands became more and more spicy. She just hoped that she could regain some ground today.
But it's not easy. The harder she tries, the more she loses her status. So far, she hasn't been able to deliver a decent attack.
Several other people on the field were also a little unable to hold back. The one who took the initiative was the strong coolie. He used a pole and used his strength to hit him head-on.
The beggar turned the bamboo pole in his hand and hit him on the brow, and he stepped back to avoid it.
No matter what, the red-lined girl saw an opening, held two knives in her hands, and attacked the beggar with a series of quick cuts.
Even so, he failed to pose a decent threat to the beggar. His steps were sloppy, but he was able to avoid the two people's joint quick attacks. He accidentally threw out the green bamboo pole in his hand, but he could always hit the opponent's vitals.
The remaining few people left the field at the same time, and combined their efforts to besiege the beggar. But somehow, the more people attacked, the more calm the beggar became. The field was dazzled, and the specific process could no longer be seen clearly. All he could hear was the crackling sound in his hands.
The bamboo pole has been thrown out countless times and hit many people in the face.
When everyone's fierce fighting stopped, they saw the red line girls panting, with scars on their faces, looking miserable. But the beggar couldn't breathe, and his face didn't change, as if he had just woken up in the morning.
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He actually defeated everyone who joined forces with his own strength. It's hard to tell from his appearance. However, his true ability is his true ability, and it has nothing to do with what he looks like.
Song Youqu shook his head gently. He was from a noble family and had been in the officialdom since he was a child. He inherited the intrigue between people. By doing this, this beggar really proved his ability and showed his face in front of others.
.However, this also offends other people completely. In the future, if you look up and don't see each other again, if other people give you a slight stumbling block, you may die without knowing how.
I really don’t know how to behave.
"Amitabha."
Monk Qingshi, who had not made any move until now, recited the Buddha's name and said: "The world is big and martial arts is boundless. We have learned in succession, but there is no distinction between superior and inferior. Let me let the poor monks teach you your splendid tricks for all my colleagues in the world.
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Song Youqu let out a light sigh, this monk is really good at being a good person. With these words, he put himself and the Red Line Girl in the same group, and saved their face.
A person cannot be judged by his appearance, it is true that a person cannot be judged by his appearance. The monk looked like he had thick eyebrows and big eyes, looking like an accomplished monk, but he did not expect that Houhei had such profound academic attainments.
I just don’t know what my skills are.
The beggar yawned and walked closer. He seemed to be careless, but he added a little more force when he struck. A series of moves landed on Monk Qingshi's vital points.
Monk Qingshi didn't make any dodge action and stood motionless, with a smile on his face. It was obvious that the beggar's attack failed to cause any harm to him.
The beggar frowned, realizing that he had encountered a tough problem. Martial arts were unfathomable, and the empire had hidden dragons and crouching tigers. He was indeed careless.
The monk put his hands together and smiled, and said: "Also, please give me a lesson in the monk's fists and kicks."
He smiled generously, like an old monk with a kind heart. But when he took action, he was full of temperament, like a tiger descending from the mountain.
The monk does not use weapons. The body he has trained every day is his most powerful weapon. Pushing forward with both hands, sitting like a boy opening the door, this move shows that he has practiced hard day and night and has reached the level of martial arts.
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The beggar had no choice but to hide and wanted to step aside, but the monk's fist suddenly changed after punching it and grabbed a piece of his clothes, trying to pull him in front of him.
The beggar's avoidance rhythm has been broken, he has lost his center of gravity, and masters compete with each other, which is fatal. Fortunately, he is also considered a master, and he launched a palm at the last moment.
It's fierce and merciless.
The monk also had to concentrate on guarding, put his hands across his chest, and then pushed forward.
There was a bang, and the palms of both parties collided with each other. They each took three steps back, with uncomfortable expressions on their faces.
The monk also realized that he was at a disadvantage. The other party was able to use a bamboo pole superbly, but this did not mean that the beggar only knew how to use bamboo poles, but that it was enough for others to use bamboo poles.
You have practiced your skills horizontally, and your strength is naturally not weak. You can be strong and attack the enemy's weak, but you still don't take advantage of it. This is a loss.
The monk took a deep breath, put his hands together and said, "I understand."
The beggar also put away the arrogance on his face, cupped his fists and raised his hands: "I accept."
On the attic, Li Xingzai nodded slightly and asked, "What is this beggar's name?"
"Zhang Baihe." Song You Channel: "The origin of this person is mysterious. I found him in the south of the Yangtze River. As for his origin, I have not found out. Whether he will be retained or not depends on His Majesty's wishes."
"The dragon has seen its head but not its tail. All masters are like this." Li Xingzai said: "Keep them here, give them some official positions, and stay in the palace to protect me. However, we still need to check their details, and we must check them clearly.
In vain."
"My subordinate understands and will take action immediately."
These ten people have shown their own special skills. Each of them is quite capable in their skills, and some of them can be considered as masters. But these alone cannot win Li Xingzai's respect.
The temple is so high and high, how can we respect the people who have been in the Jianghu? This is true for Li Xingzai, and the same is true for Song Youqu. For the people in the Jianghu, if they are given a small official as big as a sesame seed and a mung bean, they will burst into tears of gratitude. As for no matter how big an official they are, they really can't do it.
There is only one person who has entered the temple from the rivers and lakes, and can still do well.
The one that gave Li Xingzai the most headache.
Song Youqu sent an order to take these ten people down and see what officials they would give them. In addition, they also had to teach them some rules in the palace.
The two left the martial arts arena and came to the Star Observation Tower where Li Xingzai lived. He now had his office and daily life here. They were also frightened by Cheng Dalei.
All in all, Li Xingzai was still very satisfied with these people. Regardless of whether they were useful or not, it somewhat made him feel relieved.
In this matter, Song Youqu did a very reliable job.
"You have done a good job in this matter. You should be more careful about these ten people." Li Xingzai said: "You know who my trouble is this time. You must be careful in everything."