Immediately afterwards, five or six people came to fight Chen Tu, but just like Jing Yunzi and others before, they all were knocked off their weapons by Chen Tu, their clothes were torn, their hair was cut, and they retreated with disgrace. Everyone finally realized that Chen Tu
When you are drunk, your martial arts may be even more powerful than usual. You don't dare to be careless anymore. All of them draw their swords and prepare for the attack.
Hong Chen thought to himself: "'Drunken Box'? 'Drunken Sword'? It suits his elusive style of martial arts. After being drunk, his movements are faster and weirder than usual. Ordinary masters can still
Zhen is far from his match. Maybe he just wanted to
Get drunk and deal with these people. This move is really wonderful. Not only can you use martial arts that you have never shown before, but you can also make others take it lightly and gain the upper hand as soon as you take action." Chen said in his heart.
The evaluation of the picture couldn't help but be a bit higher.
Chen Tu stood with his sword in hand and looked around at everyone: "Don't wait any longer, let's go together! All of you together are not my enemy alone."
Among all the people here, who is not a master figure and claims to be a master? Who would be so ridiculed and humiliated by Chen Tu? They immediately besieged them. However, the more people besieged, the happier Chen Tu was. A group of people launched an attack together, and
It's not a simple sum of attacks. They are not familiar with each other's martial arts. Once the distance is close, they restrain each other and cannot use their own abilities. They often bump into each other, and I bump into you, causing various accidental injuries.
Chen Tu shuttled among this group of people, like a loach scurrying around. No one could touch him, but wherever he passed, everything was in chaos, with people turning on their backs. Weapons one after another flew out of the crowd.
He came out and fell next to Hong Chen. Hong Chen pulled the cover on the table, picked up all the weapons, and helped Chen Tu put them away.
What was originally a grand and luxurious banquet has completely turned into a muddy water disrupted by fighting. The head of this family injured his arm, the leader of that family hurt his legs and feet, and the martial arts masters who originally besieged Chen Tu fell one after another.
Everyone was somewhat decorated, and without exception, all the weapons were taken away by Chen Tu.
A quarter of an hour later, there were no more elegant and domineering masters in the hall, only a group of people with torn clothes, disheveled hair, red eyes, and angry people. Deng Jinghui, who had been watching from above, finally jumped into the field and was very serious.
Staring at Chen Tu: "It turns out that Chen Shaoxia is the descendant of Drunken Boxing that has been lost for a long time in the world. I am blind."
Chen Tu burped drunkenly and said, "I don't care if there is something wrong with your eyes or not. The iron rod you are carrying is not bad. Since you invited me to dinner and drinks, as long as you hand over the iron rod,
I won’t cut your hair.”
"But even if Chen Shaoxia has excellent martial arts skills, I can't let Chen Shaoxia do whatever he wants here." Deng Jinghui glanced at the embarrassed masters and said, "These friends from the Jianghu gang came here because they trusted me and the Jianghe Gang.
I can't let them down."
"Master Deng, please quickly take back our weapons."
"Yes, Captain Deng, this Chen Tu is really the best villain in the world. If we let him escape freely today, our entire Huangzhou martial arts world will not be able to hold its head high in front of other people in Jiuzhou."
"Forget it if it's just us. The Jianghe Gang is one of the top ten sects in the world. Can it endure such humiliation?"
Everyone in the martial arts community used words to excite each other, hoping that Deng Jinghui would avenge them and take back the lost magic weapon.
Hong Chen wanted to continue watching, but he saw Chen Tu slowly turning around and walking towards him. Chen Tu handed the Jingyunzi sword to Hong Chen, pushed the wooden box in front of Hong Chen, and then said: "
I've taken care of most of them, now it's up to you, friend."
When Hong Chen heard this, he couldn't help but look shocked. Then Chen Tu vomited with a "wow" sound. The vomit mixed with meat and wine flowed all over the floor, and some of it even splashed on the wooden box and Hong Chen's body. It smelled bad.
The stench suddenly permeated the entire banquet.
Chen Tu sat down on the ground, closed his eyes, and fell asleep. Hong Chen replaced Chen Tu and became the target of public criticism.
"This guy has been acting together with Chen Tu! He is not a kind person at all!"
"I heard from my colleagues in the Yeyu Sword Sect that this person's name is Hongcha, and his martial arts skills are on par with Chen Tu's."
"But he doesn't know Chen Tu's drunken fist and drunken sword, so what does that mean?"
"Hey, kid, if you want to live, just leave this Chen Tu alone, throw away these magic weapons, and we can let you go!"
The martial arts masters surrounded Hong Chen with unkind expressions. Deng Jinghui also walked towards Hong Chen holding an iron staff: "Young Master Hong, you are a person who understands current affairs. You know very well what choice you should make at this time."
"Um."
Hong Chen put down the tablecloth carrying the weapons, and the martial arts masters were immediately overjoyed - it seemed that this guy was quite cowardly, and he surrendered without a fight. Several people, including Jingyunzi, immediately walked quickly
Go over and get your own weapon back.
Buzz!
A trembling knife stood in front of them.
"Although I have no interest in these weapons, just as everyone trusts Captain Deng, Chen Tu trusts me by entrusting them to me, and I can't let him down."
Hong Chen was calming down his worries, and his voice reached everyone's ears clearly.
"So this battle belongs to you and me." Deng Jinghui walked from the path that the martial arts masters made way. His fat body was like a solid brown bear, and the iron staff in his hand, which was as thick as a forearm and about ten feet long, also looked like a giant pillar.
, "Let's see which one of us can live up to the trust of others!"
"We have Master Lao Deng to make the decision for us."
Jingyunzi wisely made way for Deng Jinghui, allowing Deng Jinghui and Hong Chen to face each other.
Hong Chen said: "Master Deng, before we take action, I want to ask you about someone in your gang."
Deng Jinghui looked curious: "Who is it?"
"It's an elder from your gang. I met him before in Yunzhou and accepted his help." Hong Chen said, "This elder's name is Zhang Zichui. I wonder if Captain Deng knows his current situation?"
"It turns out to be a one-eyed water monster." Deng Jinghui smiled, "This old guy disappeared as early as last year. No one in the Jianghe Gang knows where he went. Some people say that the old guy colluded with the demon sect gangsters and was afraid of being held accountable by the court.
Then he left his family and career behind and fled to the far corners of the world."
"Hmm."
Hong Chen recalled that when he was in Wuyun City, if Zhang Zichui had not led his men to mess up the formation of the purple guards, it might have been difficult for him, Ji Cha and Zha Yu to escape. Fortunately, Zhang Zichui was just missing, so he should have been able to escape.
He was able to protect himself and did not end up like another elder of the Jianghe Gang, Fang Yaohai, with his head missing.
Deng Jinghui pointed the end of his iron staff at Hong Chen and said, "What are you asking the one-eyed old monster for? This old guy is said to be related to the Demon Cult. Could it be that you are also related to the Demon Cult?"