One hundred and thirty-six why practice martial arts
Even though this martial arts test between the same sects did not lead from the beginning to the end, it was a lucky draw in the end, which was still a good result after all.
The disciples of the martial arts school surrounded Lu Renjia and his fellow disciple surnamed Zhao. They made a lot of noise, and finally they met in twos and threes, arm in arm, to go back to the Huating County tavern to have a meal. As for the account, it was natural that they would have a great career in the Huating family.
On the head of the young master Lu Renjia.
Lu Renjia, who had two balls of cotton stuffed in his nostrils, forced out an ugly smile. Half of his face and the bridge of his nose were still sore. When he smiled, some people thought he was crying. The man named Zhao was not much better, with a bruise on his shoulder.
After a heavy punch to the end, the swelling started to swell. It seemed that the muscles and bones were injured, and it would not be possible to recover after just resting for a day or two.
Fang Shi fell behind the crowd intentionally or unintentionally, and opened a hundred steps away. Seeing that no one cared about his whereabouts, he ran to Wei Changpan who was further away. He was holding his lower body while trying to help him, his face was full of pain.
Guys take a walk:
"You are so good at fighting against two people without getting hit. How come you can't even avoid Lu's panic kick?" Fang Shi asked with confusion written all over his face. Seeing that he didn't answer, he thought for a moment.
Then he suddenly realized: "I got it! Just let it go!"
"How could it be possible?" Wei Changpan couldn't laugh or cry, "There's no point in touching the water there. I was just careless and didn't avoid it."
Wei Changpan cursed in his heart, he really used that place to hit him.
Originally, he was just a passer-by at the Huating County Martial Arts School. If he defeated the two martial arts disciples too cleanly, he would end up with a lot of grudges for no reason. Not only would he also damage Master Zhou's face, a competition would not be a point win.
It's a life-and-death fight if you lose, and you lose if you lose. He, Wei Changpan, is not someone who cannot afford to lose.
However, if you want to lose and truly lose, it is quite difficult.
The two disciples in the martial arts hall are not ordinary people. In addition, Master Zhou is watching the battle from the side. Any mediocre and stupid moves they want to make can be seen at a glance. Therefore, they have to fight seriously and wait for the right opportunity.
The one called Lu Renjia should be defeated first, and then intentionally or unintentionally expose an empty door. It would be best for both sides to suffer losses.
Perhaps he was chased by horsemen on the wild river road and suffered serious injuries twice at the black shop on the cross slope of Dashu. It was inevitable that his skills were affected, so his movements were slowed down for half an instant, and Renjia's kick on the road was wrong.
, making the fake come true, making him very embarrassed.
When a martial artist fights against others, his realm is far from everything. The group of people on the top of the second floor of martial arts are only separated from the third floor by a thin line, not to mention that he is still a third floor with a weak foundation.
, he was injured again. The arm that had been broken once a long time ago was broken again by Li Qing. The muscles and bones were damaged for a long time, and today it is only more than halfway good.
Wei Changpan moved his arm that was feeling dull pain. Although it was not easy to raise the knife for an hour and it was a month before the injury, it would not slow down the punching speed like today. Otherwise, Lu Renjia Er would
Those two combined attacks at the beginning will knock him down in just one move.
The would-be disciples of the martial arts school loudly discussed the many moves in this trial and gradually walked away. Fang Shi and Wei Changpan staggered further and further away from the group. Wei Changpan remembered something and said to Fang Shi: "Junior Brother Fang, sir.
Just go back to the martial arts school, if you're late, you won't have anything to eat."
Fang Shi hurriedly waved it with his free hand: "It's just a meal. If your health is important, you won't eat it if you don't want it."
"That's so embarrassing."
"It's okay, our fellow disciples, why do we care about this?" Fang Shi glanced at Wei Changpan's lower body and smiled narrowly, "But
Does it still work? Do you want to take it out and have a look?"
Seeing Wei Changpan shaking his head, Fang Shi still didn't forget to joke: "What are we afraid of when we take a look at it? We are afraid that we will be injured by that kick. What if there are three long and two short, no, what if one is short but not long...
..”
Before he finished speaking, Fang Shi was pushed out by Wei Changpan. The latter said angrily: "Look at you, you only have three strengths and two weaknesses! You are only one short and not long!"
Fang Shi pressed forward with a shy smile and helped Wei Changpan walk for more than a hundred steps. He couldn't help but say: "Actually, it may not be short, just in case he becomes fat..."
Another kick that used 20% of the strength of a three-story martial artist flew towards Fang Shi's butt. His own martial arts foundation was not very solid. It was contrary to the Zhang family's boxing method, which emphasized the upper virtual and lower solid, and the key point of solid pile skills. He didn't wait to make a move.
Without any reaction, he was hit by this not-so-light kick, and fell forward with a howl.
Wei Changpan, who had saved a lot of energy, did not expect that Fang Shi's martial arts foundation was so bad. He thought that Fang Shi would not be able to avoid it at least, but he would not be able to completely defeat him. Seeing that Fang Shi was still unprepared, or he had not had time to do anything.
It was too late to stop his strength when he moved, so he had to watch helplessly as Fang Shi let out a shrill scream and fell forward.
"Brother Wei, this foot is really not light." Fang Shi groaned as he rubbed his buttocks. Wei Changpan pulled him up and helped him to the roadside to rest. He smiled bitterly and said, "Hey, we are brothers and sisters, so it's not like who is helping the other."
Wei Changpan, who was filled with guilt, murmured: "I only used 20% of my strength, so it shouldn't be a big deal..."
"Junior Brother Fang, I'm really sorry. I didn't expect that you only used 20% of your strength..." Wei Changpan hesitated to speak. Seeing that Fang Shi's face was still not relaxed, he asked tentatively: "What do you want?"
No, you’re going to kick me too?”
"No need, no need." Fang Shi rubbed his butt and cried sadly, "It's okay to just kick us, what else can I say?" He only used 20% of the strength... It's killing people and killing people."
"But compared to my butt, Junior Brother Fang, I'm more worried about you, Senior Brother." Fang Shi straightened his expression in an instant, and the change was so fast that one couldn't help but suspect that the pain he showed before was all fake, "Why don't you let Junior Brother take a look?
Just take a look, take a look, Senior Brother Wei can't suffer the consequences and can feel relieved, so why not?"
"Go, go, go." Wei Changpan still had a look of disgust on his face, but he was not as firm as before, "Senior Brother Wei, you are a serious three-story warrior with strong bones. How can you be beaten like this? Could it be...
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Wei Changpan recalled that he had heard from Yan's father in Rouge Alley that some wealthy children in Wuhang City were like Long Yang and did not like to visit the courtesan beauties in the brothel in Rouge Alley, but they preferred to be raised in the building.
The mothers in the brothel also know many of the young boys who have this kind of hobby, so there are also actresses in the brothel who have red lips, white teeth, white eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and look like girls to receive clients.
Thinking of this, Wei Changpan felt a little creepy. He also moved his butt a few steps away from Fang Shi, and then he dared to ask tentatively: "Junior Brother Fang, do you like...men?"
Seeing Fang Shi stunned for a moment, he pretended to be a shy little daughter and turned his head away. Wei Changpan couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body, thinking that he was really right. Could it be that Junior Brother Fang really has some interest in him, but he still has something to say?
I'm engaged, and I don't like men either.
Wu Fu's behavior was clear and concise. He thought about his words for a while, then said carefully: "Junior Brother Fang, I understand what you mean, but Senior Brother is engaged, and besides, there is no such thing as Long Yang.
Well, of course I don’t like to be exploited..."
On his side
As he spoke, he paid attention to Fang Shi's face. After all, he was still his junior brother. If he really hurt someone's heart, he would feel a little sorry.
"Wei Changpan, fart on you." After hearing Wei Changpan's words, Fang Shi was stunned at first, then his shoulders twitched, and he said with a cry: "Who would like a man like you who doesn't understand the charm? Don't think that you will save someone once.
I am willing to commit myself to you."
A shiver ran from the top of his head to the soles of his feet. Wei Changpan felt a chill in his heart and said angrily: "Junior Brother Fang, please respect yourself!"
When Father Yan was telling stories, he said that even if he saw a naked beauty, his face would not change, his heart would not beat, his eyes would not squint, and he would lose his power when he accidentally catches a flirtatious look from Fang Shi.
Seeing that Wei Changpan was worried, Fang Shi stopped teasing him, rolled his eyes and said: "Go, go, go, Long Yang really likes boys who are as beautiful as a young lady. Where can I find someone as rough as you, a martial artist?"
My brain was broken before I ended up in the same place with you."
Seeing that Fang Shi's expression didn't seem to be hypocritical, Wei Changpan dared to sit down, but there was still some distance, and his eyes were focused on Fang Shi.
If he behaves out of the ordinary again, don't blame Wei Changpan for disregarding the friendship between his fellow students.
"Senior Brother Wei." Fang Shi lay down on his back, looking at the sky, with the waves in his ears, "Why do you practice martial arts?"
Wei Changpan, who didn't expect Fang Shi to ask this question, held his head and thought, yes, why.
He looked up at the puffins chirping over the seawall.
When I first wanted to practice martial arts, I just wanted to get out of that town one day, have enough to eat, and maybe visit the county town. If I could get to Wuhang City, the capital of Jiangzhou, I would have no regrets in this life.
But after leaving the endless green mountains, he walked to Qishan County, and then passed through the counties of Jiangzhou. Today, the wish he made when he was young has been fulfilled. What is the purpose of practicing martial arts now?
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Mr. Qian's misty and painful face with knife marks appeared in front of him again. The familiar face was so distorted by the pain that he couldn't recognize it for a while, as if to say:
Let's go, there is no need to avenge Master, live well, live well.
Master's last wish for him...
"It doesn't matter what year it was in the past. It doesn't matter now."
Fang Shi heard Wei Changpan's suddenly hardened voice and turned to look at him with surprise in his eyes.
Almost gnashing his teeth, with inexplicable hatred that came from nowhere, making him tremble slightly with excitement, he said word by word:
"Kill Gao Xu, kill him. Kill him for master, master, Master Yu, and uncle Dashi."
He laughed, but Fang Shi was frightened by this smile without any warmth, and asked in a trembling voice: "Senior Brother Wei, are you... okay?"
"It's okay." He was silent. "I don't know why, but I just suddenly wanted to... kill people."