When the sword comes out of Emei, I will be the front

Chapter 103 Everyone has their own agenda and wants to chase the dragon

The cry alarmed everyone. Wu Yan turned around and saw his beloved disciple's mouth full of blood. He was startled and quickly came over to check.

In fact, Ye Guhong's original intention was to kick the opponent in the chest and make him do somersaults. Unexpectedly, Wei Yuchui's punch was not too harsh, so he leaned forward and hit Ye Guhong with his chin and nose. underfoot.

I felt a little embarrassed for a moment——

In his mind, this behavior can be regarded as bullying a minor.

Wu Qingqing, on the other hand, did not miss the old feelings and said with a fair and tender face: "Hey, senior brother, as an adult, cries whenever he wants. He is worse than us girls."

Zhu Zhenzhen nodded repeatedly: "That's right, that's right."

When Wu Yan saw his daughter "surrendering to the enemy", he couldn't express his anger. He forced a smile and said: "The child is just playing around, my nephew, why do you have to be so harsh? This child has no front teeth now, and his speech is leaky. In the future, his wife will not be able to do anything." Easy to find.”

Hearing this, Wei Yu couldn't stop crying.

Shi Feilong reported to his family since Zhu Shou and learned that Wu Yan was a descendant of Xiu Wen, so he kept paying attention secretly. At this moment, he smiled and said: "Brother Wu, don't blame Brother Ye. He is the genius of the fourth generation of Emei. How can he be?" Can the average junior be comparable? Moreover, although the disciple looks a little miserable, he is not seriously injured. If Brother Ruoye uses three of his true abilities, you, the disciple, will be dead."

His words were clearly provocative. Ye Guhong frowned and saw Shi Feilong raising his eyebrows and blinking his eyes, showing a hint of supplication, obviously asking him for help and cooperation.

Ye Guhong got along well with him all the way, so he held back for the time being to see what his intentions were.

However, Wu Yan fell into the trap and said angrily: "What Gang Leader Shi said is exaggerating! No matter how powerful nephew Ye Xian is, he is only more than ten years old and about the same size as Yu'er. If it is true that my family's inheritance is true, he is better than Emei." Is it so far apart?"

He thought to himself that his grandfather was also a disciple of Guo and Huang, and had the inheritance of Nandi. He was also much older than Patriarch Emei and had learned many more years of skills. Logically speaking, what Patriarch Emei could do, his grandfather could do it. , my grandfather knows it, but Emei Patriarch may not know it, so how can my family’s inheritance be weaker than Emei’s?

The only difference is that my family has never established a sect and recruited many disciples like Emei.

Zhu Shoucheng was much older, but he was not as optimistic as his sworn brother. Seeing the disrespectful Emei expression in Wu Yan's words, he secretly blamed him for being stupid, but he didn't think that he brought the two daughters here just to get married. Emei? How could he put his family across from Emei just for the sake of his apprentice's minor injury?

He was brewing in his mind for a moment and was about to speak, but Qinghai Sword Sect Lang Zixiong laughed first and said: "Ah ha, Brother Wu, I have seen this little brother's kung fu before. It's really hard for your apprentice to challenge others." That's too much, let me tell you something fair - in fact, even if you play against yourself, you will probably lose, let alone your apprentice?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in Wudang couldn't help but frown. Zhang Songxi whispered: "Interesting! This is really because everyone has their own agenda. The Qinghai Sword Sect invited Zhuwu Villa to assist in boxing, but Zhuwu Villa obviously had his own plans. This Lang Zixiong The reaction is not slow, if we want to take the opportunity to force him to make a grudge against our group, we can only rely on the Qinghai Sword Sect."

Mo Qi asked in confusion: "But why does Gang Leader Shi want to make a fuss?"

Zhang Songxi smiled softly and made two palm gestures quietly.

Mo Qi suddenly realized and shouted: "Ah, Dragon Subduing Palm!"

Along the way, Shi Feilong often drank too much and muttered. Everyone in Wudang and Emei knew it very well: it turned out that his palm training went wrong. One was due to lack of internal strength, and the other was that he was six short of eighteen palm moves.

His palm skills are passed down from generation to generation of the Beggar Clan. As the son-in-law of Guo Daxia, the leader of the Beggar Clan, Yelu, won the position of leader of the Beggar Clan through martial arts competition. He relied on the Mingkong Fist passed down by the legendary hero "Quan Zhen Naughty Boy" and truly secured his position as the leader of the Beggar Clan. In this position, Daxia Guo began to slowly pass on the Dragon Subduing Palm.

However, at this time, the Mongols were attacking the city more and more urgently. Guo Daxia was anxious and busy, and the Beggar Gang also had many affairs. Naturally, the gang leader was busy running around. The time they could get together to teach palm skills was really limited. Therefore, until Guo Daxia died heroically for his country, Yelu Gang leader only learned Fourteen palms.

It is a pity that the next two generations of gang leaders were also ineffective. One of them lost another palm, and when it was passed to Shi Feilong, he only had twelve palms left. When used, these incomplete palm techniques cannot be coherent, so they consume extra internal energy. Hu Daniu said that his sheep were pulling the cart. In fact, not only was the cart too heavy, but the wheels were also incomplete. How could it be that it was effortless?

Shi Feilong was also arrogant at first. He wanted to rely on his own ability and follow the existing twelve palms to create six more complete palms. Therefore, he practiced the thirteenth palm until his upper body was paralyzed. I know that my surname is neither Xiao nor Hong, and my path to self-creation is absolutely blocked.

At this moment, it seemed that Shi Feilong actually had the Wu family's idea in mind!

After all, Wu Yan's grandfather had practiced martial arts with Guo Daxia since he was a child. Over decades, there was absolutely no reason why he failed to learn all the techniques.

Even if the descendants are unworthy and throw away a few tricks like a gang of beggars, it may not be that both families throw away the same tricks——

What if the Beggar Clan lacks six palms, and the Wu family happens to have them all?

Shi Feilong and Lang Zixiong each had their own thoughts and made provocations one after another. Wu Yan was reckless and became more and more angry: "Do you think Wu's ability is not as good as this kid?"

Zhu Shou secretly complained, and quickly persuaded: "Second brother, everyone is just joking, how can you take it seriously? Mr. Ye is your nephew and mine, do you still want to embarrass him?"

Wu Yan had always admired this sworn brother. Hearing this, he swallowed his anger and said: "That's all, how can I bully a younger person with a big brother?"

When Shi Feilong and Lang Zixiong saw that he could endure it, they both looked disappointed. Who would have thought that after Wu Yan finished speaking, he felt resentful and added: "Let's wait for now. Wu will go to Mount Emei to seek advice from the head of Emei." After a few tricks, you will know Wu’s methods.”

Ye Guhong later guessed Shi Feilong's intentions, but he was too lazy to be used as a gunman, so he didn't say anything.

But Wu Yan said this sentence, but it touched his bad luck. He gently broke away from the hands of Zhu and Wu, took two steps forward, put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "Uncle Wu, it's a long way to go to Mount Emei. The mountains are high and the roads are long. If my nephew comes to teach his uncle a few tricks, wouldn't it save him the trouble of traveling back and forth?"

Wu Yan was stunned. Unexpectedly, he had already given in, and this Emei boy actually took the initiative to challenge him. In his words, he seemed to have won! There are many famous people in the world here, and countless eyes are watching, and they feel like their skin has been peeled off.

Wu Yan was so angry that he laughed back and said to Zhu Shou: "Brother, this is no wonder, little brother. Do you see how arrogant his Emei disciples are? If little brother doesn't show his ability, how can Zhuwu Villa have any face?"

Without waiting for Zhu Shou to speak, he turned his head and glared at Ye Guhong angrily and said, "My dear nephew, I admire your courage! You only have to block three of my moves, and your skills are not as good as those of others named Wu."

Ye Guhong said calmly: "Since it is a fair competition, no matter what three moves or ten moves, we will not give up until we decide the winner."

Wu Yan was so angry that he wished he could swallow the other party with a gulp of water: "Okay, okay, okay! It turns out that a hero is born in a boy! Wu wants to see how powerful your Emei sect is!"

After saying that, he stretched out his body and rushed towards Ye Guhong. He pointed out his right index finger and wavered it, covering Ye Guhong's upper body.

Zhu Zhenzhen shouted: "Brother, be careful, Uncle Wu's Yiyang Finger is the best in the world."

Ye Guhong is also a person who knows things. Seeing that the other party's moves are magnificent, he naturally knows how powerful they are and does not dare to take them hard. He takes a light step forward and pushes out with two palms. When the palm is halfway, two turns into four, four turns into eight, but he sees up and down. On the left and right, there are shadows of palms, just like flowers dancing in the wind, colorful falling flowers, facing each other.

Wu Yan recognized this palm technique and exclaimed: "Luoying Divine Palm!"

This palm technique is the unique skill of Peach Blossom Island back then. The palm technique is as sharp as a sword, and the moves are unpredictable. When used, it may be five virtual and one real, or seven virtual and one real, or nine virtual and one real, just like thousands of flowers. Falling is dazzling, especially powerful. All false moves can be turned into actual moves in a single thought. It really takes the word "change" to its extreme.

(End of this chapter)