Song Kuai was excited and said: "Master Wu, what do you mean by business?"
Sui San smiled slightly and said: "I have long heard that your sect's hard bridge kung fu is unparalleled in the world, but I have never had the chance to see it with my own eyes. I wonder if Master Song can open my eyes to it?"
Song Kuai understood as soon as he heard this, it just depends on his true ability.
"Master Wu, who do you want us to fight against?" Song Kuai was not a fool, and he immediately guessed Sui San's intention.
Sui San shook his head and said: "Master Song, I can't say anything yet. I have to see your unique skills first. You must know that the other party is an extremely powerful person."
As soon as he said these words, he returned to Song Kuai, and he came to fight with you.
"Oh?" Song Kuai's brows immediately wrinkled, and his expression became much more serious.
Sui San took out a ten-tael silver ingot from his sleeve and said: "Master Song, you showed off your unique skills. Of course I won't see it in vain. No matter whether our deal is successful or not, these ten taels of silver are all
I’m inviting Mr. Song to tea.”
Song Kuai looked at Shiliang Xianyin and was secretly greedy. After thinking about it carefully, he nodded and said: "Okay! Master Wu, please come with me!"
Song Kuai thought that he would perform a unique skill for Master Wu. If he was satisfied, he could take over the big business of three hundred taels of silver. Even if he was not satisfied, he could still get ten taels of silver, and he would not lose anything!
As soon as Sui Sang stood up, the man in the waistcoat came over, stretched out his hand and said, "Give me the money first."
Sui San paused, slightly displeased and said, "Why are you so anxious? Are you afraid that I'll default on you and not give you anything?"
"Give me the money first!" The man in the waistcoat ignored him and repeated what he just said.
Seeing this, Song Kuai hurriedly came up and pulled the waistcoat off the man's waistcoat and said, "Han Tou, what's the matter with you? Don't you understand any rules?"
The man in the waistcoat, whose real name is Zhao Han, nicknamed Hantou, is the son of the sister of a cousin of Song Kuai. When he was ten years old, all his family members died of illness, so he learned martial arts from Song Kuai, and his relationship with Song Kuai was like that of a father and son.
Hantou retorted: "You have to give money first, otherwise what will happen if he regrets it after we show off our unique skills?"
Sui San immediately shouted: "Who are you talking about? I regretted it. Am I like a person who regrets it?"
"They say people should not be judged by their appearance, how do I know if you will regret it?" Hantou said.
"you......."
Sui was furious, but he didn't dare to say too harsh words, because he knew that he would definitely suffer a big loss if he took action.
"Headmaster Song, please say goodbye! As for today, just pretend that I have never been here..."
Sui San had no choice but to use a move to retreat in order to advance.
Song Kuai suddenly became anxious and ran to stop Sui San from leaving. He said kindly: "Master Wu, don't be angry. This child has been homeless since he was a child. He also has a naive temperament. You see, his name is Han."
You know what's going on, don't be as knowledgeable as him..."
"You idiot, why don't you come over and apologize to Mr. Wu!" Song Kuai said with a straight face, acting like a villain.
The fool had a stubborn temper. He turned to look at the beams and stood motionless, showing no intention of apologizing.
Sui San was furious: "Master Song, look, look, look, your good apprentice is really awesome..."
Song Kuai had no choice but to lower his attitude and apologize: "Master Wu, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Young people are not sensible. I apologize to you on his behalf. I'm really sorry..."
After apologizing, Sui Sancai gradually calmed down and agreed not to leave for the time being.
Later, Song Kuai politely invited Sui San to the courtyard and prepared to start performing his unique skills.
"Silly head, don't be stunned, hurry up and get a piece of wood." Song Kuai called.
Han Tou hesitated for a moment, but finally went ahead obediently.
Soon, Hantou took out a log, which was about half a person tall and about the thickness of an adult's thigh.
Song Kuai took the log from Han Tou's hand, walked to Sui San, stood the log upright, and said, "Master Wu, look at this log. Is there anything false about it?"
Sui San glanced at Song Kuai, and then inspected the log.
Sui San touched and patted it for a while, and finally dropped the log on the ground. Then he nodded affirmatively and said: "Well, no problem, it is indeed a solid wood."
Song Kuai said seriously: "Mr. Wu, please be careful. Now I am going to chop this wood with one hand!"
Sui San was secretly surprised after hearing this. He thought to himself, can you chop such a thick piece of solid wood?
However, Sui San's surprise was not shown on his face, but he pretended to be calm and nodded.
"Handhead, help!" Song Kuai shouted immediately.
Hantou immediately picked up the log, then held it horizontally in front of his chest, waiting for Song Kuai to chop it with his palm.
Song Kuai moved a few steps to the side and stood directly in front of Han Tou. At this time, his facial expression was extremely serious, and there was no trace of a smile. Only the log in Han Tou's hand could be seen in his eyes.
At this moment, it seemed as if that log was Song Kuai's mortal enemy!
After a short while of luck, the still Song Kuai suddenly made a move. He just heard him let out a cry of "Ouch", and at the same time he raised his right arm high and slashed down with the force of splitting the Huashan Mountain!
Immediately afterwards, the thigh-thick log was split into two pieces with a "clang". The moment the log was broken, the sound was crisp and clean!
"Okay!" Sui San couldn't help but praise.
To be honest, this was the first time for Sui San to see such a powerful scene at close range. Such a thick solid log was actually like a chopstick in Song Kuai's hand, and was chopped into pieces easily.
With a smile on his face, Song Kuai bowed his hands to Sui San and said: "Master Wu, I'm showing off my embarrassment..."
Sui San applauded slowly and said: "Headmaster Song is really powerful. I'm afraid I won't be able to master such hard skills in a few years."
Song Kuai was secretly proud in his heart, but his expression was very calm: "To be honest, Master Wu, I have been practicing this kind of kung fu since I was a child, and it has been twenty-five years now."
"Twenty-five years? Wow, I admire it, I admire it!" Sui San immediately raised his hand and expressed his admiration.
Then, Sui San walked over and picked up the broken log, looked at the section at the break, and said: "Master Song, if the palm just hit someone's head, wouldn't that mean...
....”
Song Kuai immediately cut off the conversation: "Master Wu, I just said that we will not do anything that violates the law and kills people!"
"No, no, no, don't get me wrong, Master Song. I just want to know the power of this palm. I definitely don't mean that." Sui Sandao.
Song Kuai was relieved and replied: "If the palm just hit someone's head, Song can be sure that no one will survive!"
"Awesome, so awesome!" Sui San praised again.
Song Kuai thanked him and then asked: "Master Wu, do you think we are qualified to accept this three hundred taels of silver transaction?"
Sui San originally wanted to say "yes", but the moment he opened his mouth, he changed his words and asked: "Headmaster Song, it seems that your silly apprentice hasn't shown off his unique skills yet."
Sui San asked this because he wanted to see what the fool was capable of. If he had no abilities, or if his abilities were average, then he could just laugh at him and relieve his anger.
When Song Kuai heard this, he immediately looked at Han Tou and said, "I heard there is no Han Tou, so hurry up and show Master Wu a move."
The fool thought for a while and then asked Song Kuai: "Which trick is the best?"
Song Kuai stretched out his hand and pointed at a stone under the courtyard wall and said, "Just use Gravel Palm."
Gravel Palm?
Sui San was suddenly startled. He took a closer look at the stone. It was about the size of a watermelon. It was angular and looked very hard.
The palm of this silly boy can break this stone? Isn't that more powerful than his master?
Are you kidding......
While Sui San was thinking about it secretly, Hantou had already moved the stone from the corner to the center of the yard.
"Then I'm here..." Han Tou said naively.
Song Kuai nodded and said, "Come on."
Sui San suddenly became curious and stared at the rocks at Hantou's feet, wanting to see how powerful his gravel palm move could be!
"His... Huh..."
Han Tou starts his luck, inhaling and exhaling slowly.
At this moment, the courtyard was silent, and Sui San couldn't help but hold his breath.
After a moment, Hantou, who was still at rest, suddenly shouted loudly, raised his hand and slapped the stone with his palm.
But the stone that had been slapped by Han Tou did not move at all, and looked unchanged at all.
"Ha, that's it?" Sui San thought Han Tou had failed, and couldn't help but sneer and ridicule.
Before he finished speaking, Hantou raised his palm and left the stone.
Then, the stone instantly broke into pieces and fell to the ground, forming blocks of different sizes.
At the same time, Sui San was too horrified to speak.