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- "Ahem" The fat Taoist interrupted him, drew his sword and said, "There are a few moves that I don't quite understand. I've heard for a long time that my junior brother is very good at martial arts. Could you please give me some advice?"
Fang Xian was startled, and finally understood what this guy meant, and said repeatedly: "No need, I am just lucky. If we really fight, I can't beat my senior brother."
"It's okay, let's give it a try, learn from each other, learn from each other" The fat Taoist priest smiled and winked at the boy next to him.
The younger brother understood and went over to put the long sword into Fang Xian's hand.
"Oh? Junior brother has drawn his sword, okay, let's make some gestures!" The fat Taoist priest didn't have to stop and struck with his sword.
Fang Xian had no choice but to use his footwork to dodge back and forth.
The fat Taoist priest slashed left and right. He was in a very embarrassed state, but he didn't even scratch Fang Xian's hair.
"Senior brother, you are tired, take a rest."
"No you can't" The fat Taoist priest followed up with several more moves, but still to no avail.
Fang Xian thought about it and realized that he didn¡¯t want to lose face, so he just pretended to stumble and show off his flaws. Winning or losing in a fight between a bunch of young men was simply indifferent.
The fat Taoist priest simply said that his strength was running out, so he jumped in the air and struck Fang Xian on the head with his sword.
Fang Xian felt angry, was this Taoist trying to kill someone?
He had no choice but to twist sideways, but his body was too weak and the twist was incomplete.
The fat Taoist priest grazed Fang Xian's face with his sword, leaving only a blood mark.
Fang Xian is in pain and is angry in his heart. He wants to maim someone with just one move from you. What is your motive?
When he saw that the fat Taoist priest had not yet withdrawn his sword, his honing instinct came to light, and he subconsciously swung his sword to fight back, stabbing him in the abdomen.
The fat Taoist priest was shocked. He thought he had lost and was afraid he would be seriously injured.
However, looking at it again, Yang Guo's sword was weak and weak, and the speed was extremely slow. It didn't look like a martial arts practitioner who was too weak. The fat Taoist saw that he didn't have time, so he used up his internal strength. Use your sword to block.
"Get up!!!" The fat Taoist priest shouted emotionally, raising his cultivation level to the extreme, under the influence of that "exquisite" internal power. It actually knocked the sword out of Yang Guo's hand.
Fang Xian was shocked by this inner energy, his hands went numb, and his body also went numb.
¡°Without internal strength, it¡¯s just so unlucky. If he had 1% of the internal strength he had back then, he would be able to play with this fat man today.
He felt hatred in his heart, but he was so shocked that he couldn't resist.
The fat Taoist priest was delighted. This boy was really just a showman and had taken advantage of him. He kept moving forward, and immediately took a step forward and touched Fang Xian's forehead with the tip of his sword.
"Junior brother, you are still a little behind."
This battle has attracted many disciples. They all cheered when they saw the fat Taoist arrogantly attacking Fei Fang Xian's weapon and winning completely.
The younger brother of the fat Taoist priest kept shouting: "So that's it, that's all Yang Guo's kung fu is."
Another younger brother echoed: "I think that Dalba is too weak. If we, Senior Brother Lu, go up, we will definitely win."
People have the mentality of "hating the rich". If they see others doing well, they will hate them.
These words seemed to suddenly enlighten these disciples, and they thought - Dalba must be too weak, and Yang Guo bumped into him. Maybe I can win by myself.
Thinking of this, everyone seemed to feel comforted. It's balanced.
For a while, everyone was whispering.
"Dalba only has one move, and I can avoid it."
"It must have been Taoist priest Qiu who passed on the special skill. I was lucky enough to win."
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When the fat Taoist priest saw this, he felt proud in his heart. He was very happy that he had defeated Yang Guo in front of so many people. He put down his sword, picked up Yang Guo and said, "Junior brother, we who practice martial arts must build our bones well. Don¡¯t get carried away!¡±
Fang Xian felt a lot of embarrassment in his heart. Looking at the faces of these people, he also knew that the Quanzhen Sect was in decline.
He had seen a lot, so he wasn¡¯t angry. He just got up and dusted off the dirt.
"Senior brother taught you a lesson, and you are a role model for us!"
"Haha!" The fat Taoist priest was very proud, "In a few days, the sect martial arts competition will be held. Junior brother, you still need to practice hard."
Fang Xian smiled bitterly: "Yang Guo is not good at academics, so he'd better stop showing off and participate again next year."
The fat Taoist priest shook his head repeatedly: "That's not possible. Taoist Master Qiu asked you to go. He said he wanted to see your recent progress. If you don't participate, you will lose the face of Master Zhao and Taoist Qiu."
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Seeing that Fang Xian was speechless, the fat Taoist priest just said that he was afraid, and said with a smile: "It's okay, please beg me, I'll teach you a few tricks, and you'll be able to perform well when the time comes."?Don¡¯t embarrass Master anymore. "
Fang Xian only found it funny. Qiu Chuji had already poured out all his money to teach Quanzhen his special skills that night, but he still wants you, a fat guy, to do it.
Seeing that he seemed to be smiling but not smiling, the fat Taoist priest immediately said angrily: "Are you looking down on me?"
"I don't dare."
"Humph." The fat Taoist priest's face suddenly changed and he said angrily, "Yang Guo, don't think that you are the boss of the fourth generation because of your glory that night."
Many people found Yang Guo¡¯s indifferent appearance very distasteful, and this was considered a complete explosion.
The people around him retreated and looked at Yang Guo pitifully, knowing that the fat Taoist priest was about to establish his authority. Everyone had been bullied when they came in, but Yang Guo was too special. The fat Taoist priest did not dare to touch him at that time. Now it seems that this is not the case. It's inevitable.
"Don't leave!" The fat Taoist priest said harshly, "Everyone, let's see clearly who is the leader."
"Senior brother, you are the first one, I am not far behind." Fang Xian answered quickly.
"Humph, that's not what your eyes say." The fat Taoist priest came closer. "We have our own rules here. If you lose in the competition, you can either give me money or help with chores for a week. It's your choice."
"Didn't you tell me earlier?"
"Haha, this is a rule, everyone knows it, no need to say it." The fat Taoist priest is beautiful again.
"Hey" Fang Xian wiped the blood on his face, picked up the long sword, pointed it at the fat Taoist priest and said, "If we have another fight, if I lose, I will work for you for a year; if you lose, we will pay you back. "
"Oh?!" The fat Taoist priest immediately became happy, "Wash vegetables, clean toilets, you can do everything?"
"do all."
"Okay!" The fat Taoist priest held his sword again and said to everyone, "Everyone, please listen clearly. Don't let this kid fool around."
Everyone agreed, waiting to see the show again.
"Start?" Fang Xian asked.
"Just come!" The fat Taoist priest was very disapproving.
Fang Xian did not hold back this time and immediately stepped on the waves to kill.
The fat Taoist priest knew that his movement technique was strange, and it must have been passed down by Taoist priest Qiu. As long as he guarded against these few steps, he would be sure of victory.
I thought to myself that I was not in a hurry to attack, so I would follow suit and deal with Fang Xian like last time.
Seeing Fang Xian rushing towards him. But he waved his big arm, used the long sword as a spear, and actually threw it straight.
How has Fat Taoist priest ever seen fighting like this? Everyone competes with each other with one move from you and another from me. They are comparing routines, but this kid has a unique style of play. Don't play by the rules.
Terrified, the fat Taoist priest was stunned for a moment and quickly swung his sword to block it.
There was a "bang", but fortunately Fang Xian was not strong enough, so the fat Taoist priest reacted slowly. But it was also firmly blocked.
Just when he was about to look for Yang Guo again, he felt a chill on his neck. Yang Guo rushed behind him and held a dagger against his neck.
To deal with an opponent of this level, even if he has no internal strength, Fang Xian has thousands of ways, just to save face. At this time, the fat Taoist priest refused to drink wine as a penalty, so he had to use the simplest method to restrain him.
"Youyouyou are cheating." The fat Taoist priest said dumbly.
"So what if you're cheating." Fang Xian leaned into his ear. He said coldly. "You were still playing in the mud when I came out to kill people."
After saying that, he let go and stopped forcing the fat Taoist priest, put away the dagger and walked away.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????¡ I was stunned for a moment and was too slow to respond. Gave Yang Guo a chance.
"What are you looking at? They're gone." The fat Taoist priest waved his arms and cursed fiercely.
No one dared to stay any longer. Just disperse.
Several younger brothers gathered around.
"Huh, it's just a footwork passed down by Taoist Master Qiu. Apart from that, there is nothing else" The fat Taoist priest was dissatisfied with all kinds of dissatisfaction in his heart. The elder was too partial.
"Senior Brother Lu, I have a plan." The younger brother suggested.
"Oh? Junior Brother Yuan, what do you think?"
"In a few days, there will be a martial arts competition. This kid will definitely be arrogant with his footwork. All we need is"
The fat Taoist priest frowned after hearing this plan: "Is this appropriate?"
"Haha, senior brother, Taoist Zhao also wants Yang Guo to make a fool of himself, right? You are the boss of our fourth generation, how can you let Yang Guo steal the limelight? The opportunity to perform in front of the elders only comes once a year, so you must seize it."
The fat Taoist priest nodded when he heard the words: "Okaythen do it cleanly, don't be fooled."
That night, Fang Xian lay on the bunk bed, listening to the snoring of other disciples as usual, and his mind was churning¡ª¡ª
"The Classic of Filial Piety"?¡
This sutra is really boring, I fell asleep just thinking about it.
The game timeline is very convenient. Generally speaking, the moment you open and close your eyes, it¡¯s the next morning.
But this time it was different. As soon as he closed his eyes, he felt a pain in his feet and started to wake up again and again.
All the disciples were woken up by his exclamation and stood up, cursing and asking questions.
"Yang Guo, are you having an erotic dream?"
Fang Xian only felt as if his ankles were burning. He didn't answer and gritted his teeth and opened his trouser legs.
There is no trauma on the right foot, but the muscles and bones feel a little misaligned. If you look closely, you can see that the ankle is swelling at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.
"Damn, someone twisted my leg." Fang Xian cursed to himself. After he finished cursing, he felt that what he said was very retarded.
The disciple next to him laughed: "Yang Guo, did you twist your foot in a dream?"
Fang Xian snorted and glanced around the room.
¡°Obviously, someone was taking advantage of him while he was sleeping. These losers were not good at martial arts, but they did have some tricks up their sleeves.
??Depending on their nature, it is impossible for them to disappear instantly after twisting their feet.
It seems¡¡
Fang Xian pushed himself out of bed, lowered his head and said, "Come out."
That person must be hiding under the bed.
"What's wrong with you? Go to sleep." A disciple next to him blew out the oil lamp in Yang Guo's hand.
"" Fang Xian finally understood. Maybe the whole room was having trouble with him.
¡° Even if I find the person under the bed now, I¡¯m afraid they will still be able to escape.
In desperation, he pretended to kick over the chamber pot, fell over, and spilled the yellow, white, and thin contents under the bed.
I only heard a person¡¯s muffled scream coming from under the bed, a ¡°woo woo woo¡± sound.
When the other disciples heard this voice, their faces trembled, but they pretended not to know.
¡°Ah¡senior brothers, I accidentally kicked over the chamber pot, I¡¯ll clean it up right away.¡±
¡°We¡¯ll talk about it tomorrow morning, go to bed.¡± Someone next to him shouted.
"Aren't you afraid of the smell?"
¡°¡¡¡¡not afraid.¡±
The stench was already spreading, but these disciples tolerated it as if nothing was wrong.
Everyone agrees, but there really isn¡¯t a good thing in this room.
Thinking of this, he limped out, closed the door, and leaned against his side to listen. ! ~!
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