The Last Mecha

Chapter 75 Provocation
Du Lanyue took a few glances at Wu Gou. This young man was half a head shorter than himself, and he looked quite energetic, but he was far from being strong. He couldn't help laughing, thinking that any old man would have the courage It's a challenge, even if you win, you won't show your face.

So he said with a smile: "Little brother, the road to martial arts is long and long, and the masters on your head are like stars. Don't just sit and watch the sky and think about empty things."

"It's not human nature to think about empty things. Who doesn't have dreams? Besides, I'm not the only one who thinks about empty things." Wu Gou replied without changing his expression.

"Huh?" Du Lanyue didn't understand what the other party meant.

"Jiang Song's melting pot, there are people from all over the world, in the streets and alleys, and you can often see storytellers and actors from the capital. I have heard it several times, and it is all about Jiang Mulin, the Xingyimen of the capital, and there is It is said that each of his four apprentices has great supernatural powers."

Wu Gou approached the center bit by bit, and gradually amplified his voice, with a high-pitched voice, which actually had a hint of singing.

"Tell me~ this Jiang Mulin is not simple, the big gun is moving and the sword is flying~ all the disciples are different, ah~ what a hero who protects the family and the country!"

"Eldest brother, Song Yunqian, the long spear is with the teacher like an iron heart, once the big spear is given away, the foreigner will return it!"

"Second senior brother, Lu Shouliang, with an iron sword like a raised arm, he went alone in the Jinmen riots, beheading that Fusang warrior's blood spattered everywhere!"

"Third Junior Brother, Shen Ziyan, being unknown is the backbone. The unique skill is to turn the seven stars with one hand, and to search for things is like trust. If you think this skill is short, you will not open your eyes!"

"Fourth Junior Sister, Li Yinghong, don't look at people who are young and have the most sense of justice in their hearts. Praying Mantis Kicks, Peony Fist! Beat the bad guys with their heads in their arms, and raise their heads to tell the world that a woman can be a hero!"

Wu Gou's few words made everyone present lose their minds, then stopped abruptly, and asked with a smile: "In the beginning, there were only two senior brothers in this little song that was circulated, so Shen Ziyan and Li Yinghong added it later, why has no one added it?" Where is your fifth junior brother with the highest talent?"

When Du Lanyue heard Wu Gou sing, most of his rosy face had already turned dark. He had a pair of slender eyebrows slanted, and his side incisors bit his lips lightly.

"Ahem. I just started. This one is low-key and there are many people in the capital. Isn't that easy to be buried? That one, there is milk for crying children, right?"

He tried to defend himself, but the more he said it, the more he felt that something was wrong.

"Oh? Keep a low profile?"

Wu Gou sized up Du Lanyue deliberately from head to toe, then turned around flamboyantly, and looked around the entire lobby. Those who understood what he meant laughed out loud.

"But Shen Ziyan is notoriously low-key, and he was discovered by those storytellers. Jiang Mulin's disciples will enter the public's field of vision without you doing anything, unless you don't have any shining points."

What he said caused Du Lanyue's face to blush, and then the latter pointed at a piece of wood wreckage and asked, "You mean, my name is not worthy of my name? Then let me ask you, the people in this place, What is it?"

These words reminded people of the dream, and the listeners whispered to each other.

Also, that split bench can never be faked.

"Isn't it just wood?" Wu Gou lowered his brows, and then said with a straight face, "My father can do it too."

"Who is your father?" Du Lanyue asked with staring eyes, "I wonder if I have met Jiang Song's martial arts family, but the more he is, the more he knows that Jiang Mulin is not easy to mess with."

"A miner, he has been carrying wooden piles for a long time, and he can break one with a slap in his heart."

"You..." Du Lanyue was so angry that Wu Gou's eyes popped out. He didn't want to talk about this topic anymore, so he said immediately, "Okay, I know you're here to find me. You said before that you want to fight me." Yes or no?"

"Ah."

Wu Gou nodded obediently, with anticipation in his eyes.

"Above the arena, there is no resentment between life and death."

Du Lanyue threw out the words word by word, as if a knife was about to be thrown out of his angry eyes.He said this not only to Wu Gou, but also to other people present.

"Okay, of course."

"Come up!"

Li Yinghong, who was in the corner, screamed that something was wrong. Seeing Du Lanyue's wink, she was afraid that the attack would not be serious at the moment, and it would be hard to say whether it would be dead or disabled.

Although she was very happy to see Wu Gou choking on this junior for a long time, she still didn't feel that the apprentice trained by the master could be compared to that 15-year-old boy.

Even if you look at Jiang Song as a whole, Du Lanyue's level is considered to be in the middle and upper reaches of the younger generation of martial arts families.

It was no longer a matter of confrontation, but whether that Wu Gou could walk out of this teahouse safely.

She frowned, and immediately stood up to stop this meaningless duel, but suddenly another strange voice came from behind her.

"Miss Li, don't worry, my brother is very powerful, it's just a sparring, he won't be short of arms or legs."

Li Yinghong turned her head following the sound, but saw behind her two boys who were much older than herself, winking at Wu Gou on the stage, but they were completely ignored.

"who are you?"

She looked suspicious, and secretly gathered strength in her wrists.

"We, with the guy in the middle, are friends."

Duan Changgong grinned, revealing his bright white front teeth.

"What do you want to learn from?"

Although annoyed, Du Lanyue also knew that he was the superior, and he was the unknown challenger, so he had to maintain his demeanor.

"Actually, I don't really understand." Wu Gou scratched his head, his 15-year-old face was full of innocence, "Before when I fought with others on the street, whoever couldn't bear it and ran away would be considered the loser."

"Exchanging martial arts is not street fighting."

Du Lanyue was very angry and funny, thinking that if you dare to say such things to that baji Li Youyun, you brat, he will kill you at the first strike.

But when he changed his mind, he felt that this was a good opportunity for him to take revenge.

"Well, since you like fighting on the street, it's up to you. Let's make the rules simple. Shouting to admit defeat counts as losing." Du Lanyue settled down casually with considerable grace, while saying in her heart, "I won't shout for you. Chance to surrender."

"Acceptance." Wu Gou clasped his fists rather irregularly, and then waved carelessly towards the spectators below, "Come on, the people below move the table away to give Du Shaoxia room to show off."

Amidst the noises, a group of good-natured people were nimble, and they watched gloatingly, ready to appreciate how this newborn calf was taught a lesson.

"Actually, it's not necessary."

Du Lanyue said in a low voice, a cold light flashed in his eyes, then he raised his hand, signaling Wu Gou to make the first move.

(End of this chapter)