Zhenlongting

Chapter 92

Tian Qianli was sweating profusely and ran into the Baicao Hall with an ugly expression on his face.

"Tell me, what news did you hear? Why are you all coming to challenge Zhang Kun?"

Wang Jingya hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

She just ordered some people to go out to inquire about the news, Tian Qianli, as one of the people who came to Baicaotang to help with errands, volunteered and went out.

Leaving aside this talent for practicing martial arts, because he was born at the bottom of the capital, he has a wide circle of people, and he has a lot of face in the West Banbi, so the matter of inquiring about news went smoothly.

"This morning, I don't know where the news came... There is a reward from the dark flower. As long as you challenge Master Zhang to death, you will be rewarded with a fourth-rank Dingdai and a guard with a knife. At the same time, there is also a thousand taels of silver, a mansion in the capital. "

With a bitter expression, Tian Qian talked about the news he had inquired about.

"Nowadays, those foreign martial arts masters who come to the capital to beg for a living are all crazy with joy, and eight out of ten have rushed to Baicaotang.

Those who came in front were still some young boxers with low martial arts skills, they were just the vanguard, and there were probably big guys behind. "

Who doesn't want to be a high-ranking official and ride a fine horse?

Achieve fame and wealth and return home.

Since the imperial court gave this rare opportunity, even if it is a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire, it has to be rushed.

What's more, it's just a competition with a young martial artist who is said to have suffered internal injuries, and it's enough to beat him.

It's just too easy.

If it weren't for the reputation of Yuanshun Escort, maybe there would be more than three times as many people coming to challenge at this time.

"Clap clap..."

As soon as Xiao Lin and Xiao Wu carried Lin Kuan out of the courtyard, they were kicked upside down and fell into the courtyard.

Xiao Wu's skin is thick and fleshy, he just struggled in pain, but he didn't suffer any internal injuries.

Xiao Lin, however, was thin and weak. He was kicked to the lower abdomen and vomited a mouthful of blood with a wow.

"who?"

Zhang Kun was furious.

"Zhang Kun, I'm Zeng Shijie. I don't like your ruthless attacks and beating up fellow martial artists. I'm here to seek justice for him and teach you your kung fu."

The one who came was a gloomy middle-aged strong man, wearing a short coat and jacket, with half of his left ear missing, whether it was bitten off by a cat or a dog, or cut off by a weapon.

As soon as the man entered the yard, he stared at Zhang Kun with bright eyes, as if seeing thousands of taels of silver walking.

"So, you kicked Xiao Lin and Xiao Wu to show off your poking skills?"

Zhang Kun's eyes narrowed into a line, concealing the bloodshot eyes that were creeping up quietly, and suddenly smiled, "You come to challenge and want to take advantage, I understand, but you shouldn't shoot indiscriminately. No one here is your father, and you won't be used to it." you."

"You said those two guys, they deceived me that there was no one in Beihe, and even left Lin Kuan on the street without saying anything about treating his wounds. Isn't that sending him to death? Give them a little The lesson is to teach them to be human.”

The words were talking about Xiao Wu and Xiao Lin, but Zeng Shijie's gaze was fixed on Zhang Kun. It was natural to know who he was talking about.

"Very good, let's do it."

Zhang Kun didn't want to say anything more.

There was already a murderous intent in my heart.

Pushing the nose and eyes, endlessly this is...

"Let me see your mad knife, where is the madness?"

Zeng Shijie's figure moved slightly, his legs swung up, three left three legs right three legs, kicking out a group of leg shadows, which dazzled people.

The legs broke through the wind and whined harshly, like a wooden stick being swung into the air, rolling up the dust on the ground, and with a whoosh, he threw his head and face towards Zhang Kun's face.

At the same time, he suddenly became three feet shorter, sprinted close to the ground, cut his leg across, and shoveled Zhang Kun's ankle.

"sharp……"

"Insidious, this man is so handsome."

"Ask the heart leg Zeng Shijie, he is well-known in the north, he is a master of Yijin boxing. He came to the capital ten days ago, kicked two martial arts halls, and retreated unscathed. This trip is probably to make a name for himself."

Among the crowd around the audience, some of them also recognized this person.

At this point, most people have already understood.

The arrogance and arrogance in front of Zeng Shijie is actually all pretending.

He intentionally and unreasonably kicked Xiao Wu and Xiao Lin, just to annoy Zhang Kun... Moreover, he was afraid that his opponent would not be fooled, so he performed a few kicks of punching martial arts kicks first, using long strikes to strike far, and kicks fierce.

When everyone, including Zhang Kun, thought that he was attacking with dignified kicks, he quietly picked up the gravel, sand, dust and dust on the ground and pounced on Zhang Kun's eyes.

At the same time, he uses the fist-punching style of kicking, and the feminine and tricky attacks, directly attacking the lower body...

Shoveling ankles, breaking knees, kicking yin, all done in one go, the moves are ruthless.

"This is your reliance!"

Zhang Kun stretched out his hand to protect his face, blocking the gravel and sand.When the foot moves, it is as if being stirred by the wind of the leg, floating backward, and the displacement is like, it is already three steps back.

Zeng Shijie kicked three legs in a row, kicking empty one by one, and found that the opponent was still far away.

No matter how he kicked, he couldn't get the position right, and all his strength was in the air.

I was shocked.

His move was unexpected and defeated many strong opponents.

Others thought he was a reckless man, but in fact, Zeng Shijie was famous for his legs and broke many people's legs when he kicked them.

Not only is he not reckless, but he is the best at adapting to the wind.

Seeing that Zhang Kun didn't move his shoulders, shake his head, or even bend his legs, his whole body was like a kite pulling a string, flying backwards, light and without any fireworks, and he avoided his ultimate move.

He knew that this person's martial arts were at least a notch higher than his own.

If the fight continues, there will be fewer victories and more defeats, which is nothing more than self-inflicted humiliation.

"Wait a minute."

Zeng Shijie shouted loudly.

The stature also retreated violently.

He doesn't want to fight anymore.

Just two steps back, a figure flashed beside him.

Before the fear arose in his heart, a palm had already touched his neck and throat silently.

"Crack..."

Zhang Kun walked up to Zeng Shijie's side in one step with his dragon body and gossip steps, and grabbed his neck in the "tiger and sheep style" with a slightly wrong palm movement, breaking his cervical vertebrae.

Throwing this person out of the yard casually, he turned around and shouted: "Tian Qianli, go get a piece of red paper and write a few words on it."

Zhang Kun turned his head and thought for a while, then said: "Just write, it's a matter of life and death, eight words. Anyone who is not afraid of death, just come to challenge, I, Zhang Kun, will follow all of them."

"Yes."

Tian Qianli let out a heavy breath.

When Zeng Shijie called at the door just now, his arrogance and arrogance made him explode with anger.

At this time, seeing Zhang Kun kill the opponent with a quick move, he immediately felt relieved.

Ever since he was defeated by Zhang Kun by stealing a chicken in Taihe Restaurant, he has experienced many things since then.

Tian Qianli's mind is also constantly changing...he has experienced the complex mental journey of disobedience, resignation, admiration, and worship.

This time, he was not sent by someone to come to Baicaotang to run errands, but he got it through his own hard work.

He felt that as long as he followed Zhang Kun, he could learn a lot of principles of doing things for others...

Occasionally, he would learn a move and a half from the opponent, which would be of great benefit to his own boxing skills.

Of course, the most important thing is that with Zhang Kun, he no longer has to worry about gold and silver, and is no longer the son of a tenant from a bitter background.

Although we can't talk about being rich now, the family's situation has improved greatly, and my younger brother, who can't afford to eat normally, can also have money to go to Fu Wuyi School.

He also bought a house of his own on Sanhe Road, so he no longer has to worry about whether he will be hungry tomorrow.

Everything is fine.

This time, in order to come to Baicao Hall, he even postponed the time of the inspection to become a bodyguard.

Yes, Tian Qianli has reached the state of joint force at this time, and can serve as a bodyguard.

He found red paper with a clatter, wrote eight large characters on it, and posted it on the willow tree outside the yard.

wow...

A group of people gathered around, and some who could read read aloud.

"It's a matter of life and death."

Everyone listened to their ears, and then looked at the two bodies, one disabled and one dead, placed beside the street, and their hearts felt chills.

Is this still a challenge?
People made it clear that the chariots and horses were going to kill.

If you don't have three points and three points, don't go to Liangshan.

As long as there is a wink, secretly estimate one's own strength, and quietly retreat.

Soft persimmons are not soft, and the fourth-grade Dingdai and thousand taels of silver at the West Palace are not so easy to get.

The facts are there, if Zhang Kun is really a soft persimmon, how can he win the title of the first of the "Four Talents in Beijing", yes, he is now ranked first.

Moreover, dare to face the famous "Camel Lion" Zhang Chonghua, the famous master of the Escort Agency, if you really have no hard skills, how dare you do this?

"This should be the end of the matter."

"It's not exciting to watch."

Everyone was about to disperse when they saw another person stepping into the courtyard.

The one who entered the yard was a handsome and gentle rich man in a white robe and a jeweled round hat.

As soon as the man entered the courtyard, he cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Master Zhang is very skilled in martial arts, which is extremely rare. My brother Baimei fists Guan Liang. I am happy to see Lie Xin. I want to ask for some advice. I wonder if I can show you some face?"

"You came here to challenge too? For the thousand taels of silver? No, judging by your outfit, you must be from a wealthy family, so you shouldn't look down on those silver coins. That's because you want to be an official."

Zhang Kun's eyes were dark, with a half-smile: "Have you seen that poster?"

"I saw it."

Guan Liang answered honestly.

"Brother Zhang must be joking."

"I never joke."

Zhang Kun had a cold face.

At this time, the ones who dare to come to challenge are the masters with astonishing skills.

Or a big fool with a missing root in his brain.

There is another kind, which is naturally the insidious people with treacherous minds who want to steal chickens.

His sarcastic remarks seemed to make the wealthy son Guan Liang lose his temper.

"Then, don't bother..."

Guan Liang wasn't angry at all, just smiled awkwardly, bowed his hands in front of him, bowed to salute, and bowed to the ground.

"Boom..."

Three black rays of light from behind, in the shape of a character character, hit Zhang Kun's throat and left and right chest like lightning.

The arrowhead was black and smelly, obviously poisoned.

At the same time, on his arched arms, there was also a "click" sound, and small blue arrows that were as dense as a rainstorm were shot out.

"Very courageous."

"A stab in the back hurts someone."

"Mice..."

In a hurry, there were exclamations all around.

But no one would have thought that this modest young man who was just as gentle as jade just now had a hidden crossbow on his back and sleeve arrows tied to his wrists.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of saluting, they attack at the same time.

The hidden weapon quenches the poison, covering several feet in front of the body, it is extremely sinister.

"As long as I can win, you don't care what method I use. Hidden weapons are not martial arts?"

Baimeiquan Guan Liang raised his head with a smile, his face was full of triumphant smiles.

I thought to myself that those people in front are really stupid, they need to fight hard with others, they are so ugly.

That's great, a few worthless arrows can get everything done.

"It's also martial arts."

A voice rang in my ear.

Guan Liang froze suddenly, and looked in front of him intently, only to find that there was no one there, and the imagined scene of Zhang Kun being tied into a hedgehog did not happen.

The other party just stood quietly beside him, as if he had been standing here all the time, watching him perform.

"No, I just wanted to make a joke with Brother Zhang."

Guan Liang's face twitched, and he managed to squeeze out a smile.

"Then I'm joking too."

Zhang Kun slapped it down with a bang, and it landed on the top of Guan Liang's head with lightning speed.

bang...

Like a sledgehammer.

Guan Liang hadn't had time to make a second reaction, his head had already been smashed into the neck cavity by this palm, and his whole body was several minutes shorter.

"Not funny at all."

Zhang Kun stretched out his hand and threw Guan Liang's body out of the yard, looked back at the crowd, turned around and entered the hospital.

The crowd fell silent.

This time, no one came out to challenge.

(End of this chapter)