Qiu Sheng was not afraid of the competition at all.
Instead, he said with a happy face: "Uncle Jiang, I wonder if you want to compete with me in Taoism, or do you want to compete with me in boxing and kicking?"
With a smile on his face, he felt that Jiang Chian might not have practiced Taoism yet, nor had he started to practice boxing or kung fu. After all, Wen Cai had told him before that this uncle had just arrived in town yesterday.
Thinking of this, he continued: "Uncle Master, if you are defeated, just shout and admit defeat as soon as possible."
Qiu Sheng said calmly, with a calm face, as if he had already won.
Anyway, in his opinion, Jiang Chian should have never practiced anything, so his chance of winning is 99%, and he definitely has a high chance of winning.
However, when he looked at Jiang Que's calm and indifferent expression, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and there was a sense of danger.
He couldn't help being surprised and asked curiously: "Is it possible that this uncle is still a strong man and has extraordinary abilities?"
But, how is this possible.
Shaking his head, he quickly discarded the thoughts in his mind and immediately said: "Uncle Master, let's go to the yard to practice our skills.
When Master comes back, I still don’t know if he will allow us to compete.
Let’s start quickly and finish quickly!”
He even thought about it, and after a while, he would give this new uncle a lesson.
Anyway, as long as you don't make a big deal out of it, you probably won't be punished by Uncle Jiu.
Jiang Que looked calmly at Qiu Sheng, who had a proud look on his face. The guy was actually a little bit excited.
"It seems that he thinks I am weak." Qiu Sheng's expression could not stir up the turmoil in his heart.
Firstly, I am afraid that Qiusheng wants to prove his existence; secondly, maybe he feels that Jiang Chi is not strong, so he wants to challenge some authority.
You know, in the eyes of Wencai and Qiu Sheng, Jiang Qian and their master Jiu Shu are of the same generation.
Doesn't that mean that as long as Jiang Chi is defeated in a challenge, it is equivalent to defeating their master in a challenge?
Although they are not comparable, it can still make them feel more respectable. This is what Qiu Sheng thinks now.
Losing is normal, but winning will be very beneficial. "I guess Master will not treat me like he did before."
After all, I am someone who can even deal with my uncle, hehe!"
Jiang Chi looked at Qiu Sheng for a few times, and then said to him: "Okay, I agree to this, let's go to the yard to figure out things."
In order to avoid Uncle Jiu suddenly coming out to stop him, Jiang Que agreed to Qiu Sheng's proposal to start earlier so as to finish earlier.
At the same time, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which was obviously something Qiu Sheng had never noticed.
The two of them quickly came to the yard and watched Qiu Sheng, who was eager to try, jump into the yard and already set up his posture, as if he was unwilling to defeat him.
However, Jiang Chi still didn't have any strange thoughts. He just glanced lightly and said, "Qiu Sheng, are you ready?"
Qiu Sheng did not answer, but said calmly: "I should be asking you this, uncle, are you ready?"
He was full of confidence and thought that it would not be difficult to deal with Jiang Que, a person who had not yet begun to practice Taoism or boxing.
Faint eyes fell on Jiang Chi. This cheap uncle might really be a little extraordinary, but that was all.
However, Jiang Que then smiled faintly and said, "Qiu Sheng, if you admit defeat now and beg for mercy, Uncle Master, I can still forgive you for being rude this time.
But if you continue to persist in your stubbornness, I won’t let you go, and I’ll have to teach you a lesson.”
But Qiu Sheng felt that this must be what Jiang Chi said on purpose. Maybe he felt that he was not strong enough and was trying to deceive him by pretending to be powerful.
If he was fooled, wouldn't he have already lost before the sparring began?
"No, I can't admit defeat. My uncle must have lied to me."
Clenching his teeth, Qiu Sheng immediately took up his posture, with his legs slightly bent, and he was as determined as a horse stance. He continued to look at Jiang Chi, and couldn't help but said excitedly: "Uncle, you take action first, otherwise you won't even have the chance to take action later."
None."
He felt that doing so was already a huge concession.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Que stood with his hands behind his back, but shook his head and said in denial: "If I take action first, you will be the one who has no chance to take action.
What's more, you are my nephew, so you should make the first move, I will give you the opportunity, uncle."
Feng Qingyundan's words seemed particularly ordinary and ordinary. He stood in front of Qiu Sheng, as if an aura of calmness and self-power began to emerge from his body.
Uncle Jiu is not here, and neither is Wencai.
Qiu Sheng thought for a while and then secretly thought, "If I knock down my uncle at this time, I don't think he has anything to say."
As for whether he will lose, he thinks it is impossible to lose. "I have practiced with my master for many years. I have learned some Taoism and martial arts, which should be enough to deal with my uncle."
After some weighing, Qiu Sheng grinned at Jiang Qian and said, "Uncle, you have to think about it. Nephew, I'm going to make a move. If you can't resist, you can shout and admit defeat."
Then he smiled slightly and punched Jiang Chi. In his opinion, Jiang Chi in ancient costume was definitely no match for him.
The long fist was swung out, and when it was about to hit Jiang Chi, it was suddenly blocked by a palm. The mighty power it originally carried was now completely removed by Jiang Chi in an understatement.
Seeing that something was not right, Qiu Sheng hurriedly swung his legs and legs like sweeping away thousands of troops, as if he was sweeping his legs and feet for free.
boom!
Jiang Chi grabbed Qiu Sheng's fist with his right hand and flipped over in mid-air, directly turning Qiu Sheng over. His legs that were originally sweeping the hall instantly lost their support.
Plop!
In these two breaths, Qiu Sheng went from winner to loser, and his whole body was thrown by Jiang Que as easily as a sandbag.
I just felt dizzy and almost died from being thrown to pieces by Jiang Que.
He never expected that Jiang Qian, the uncle who suddenly appeared, would be so powerful. "Didn't he just come to Renjia Town yesterday? Didn't he never practice boxing and kicking kung fu?"
But what's going on now?
It felt like all the bones in his body were about to break. Fortunately, Jiang Chi didn't kill him, otherwise he didn't know what would happen.
"Nephew, do you want to continue?"
Jiang Chi's voice came faintly like a ghost, which made Qiu Sheng want to crawl into the cracks of the earth.
It's really like shooting yourself in the foot.
I originally thought that everything was under control, but now it seems that I am just overthinking.
After all, Uncle Master is still Uncle Master, and he is definitely not something he can shake. After being taught a lesson this time, he had no choice but to admit defeat and said: "Forget it, Uncle Master, you are too powerful, I am no match.
But seriously, uncle, how do you practice?
I'm afraid your strength is comparable to that of a cow, right?
Um, this metaphor may not be appropriate!"
In the end, Qiu Sheng scratched his head in embarrassment, not knowing how to describe it.
Regarding Qiu Sheng's description, Jiang Chi didn't mind. Since the success of foundation building, his strength has indeed become much greater than that of ordinary people.
It was precisely because of this that he was able to easily control Qiu Sheng and teach him some lessons.
Facing Qiu Sheng's inquiry, he just smiled lightly and asked: "Why, nephew, do you also want to learn?"