Wandering in the world of martial arts

Go straight.

The big oil-stained hand seemed like the palm of the Buddha pressing Sun Wukong, coming straight, without giving people the idea of ​​avoiding it at all, the feeling of going forward can be said to go straight to Yue Yuan's whole person.

Well!

A hesitation, and an accident.

Yue Yuan didn't expect Hong Qigong to say such a word at all, and he had already done it himself.But facing the opponent's offensive, although there was no killing intent inside, Yue Yuan had to avoid it.

Standing slightly to one side, the chopsticks on his right hand had already spun against Hong Qigong's big hand.That hand was only a few inches away from Yue Yuan's clothes.

I said, Qigong, are you trying to wipe the oil stains on my clothes?

Looking at the greasy oil stain on the opponent's hand, Yue Yuan's brows twitched wildly. If Hong Qigong wiped the oil stains on his body, where would he find the carved plaque? , where can I find Liby?You know, when I traveled to this world, although I prepared some things, there was no washing powder at all!

"not bad!"

Hong Qigong's eyes lit up, Yue Yuan's performance made the old beggar feel pretty good.However, Hong Qigong was still dissatisfied, but he heard him say: "It's just that there are too many fancy moves!" After speaking, he turned his right hand and hit the chopsticks that were touching his palm.

Snapped!

With a crisp sound, the bamboo chopsticks were snapped into four pieces by Hong Qigong's right palm.Two of them flew out, leaving only the two halves in Yue Yuan's hand.But facing such a situation, Yue Yuan's expression did not change, but he pointed with two fingers, and the two half chopsticks in his hand pointed at Hong Qigong's palm again.

boom!

The chopsticks pointed at the palm again, but at the same time, they were shattered by the huge force, breaking one by one,

Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms? !

Yue Yuan frowned, rather surprised.The force from the other party's palm just now was extremely strong, which made Yue Yuan very surprised. This made Yue Yuan think of one of Hong Qigong's exclusive martial arts - Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

Faced with the complete shattering of the remaining half of the chopsticks in his hand, Yue Yuan was not surprised. Like Hong Qigong, both of them sat on their seats without any movement, and the fight was only upper body.When the chopsticks were broken, Yue Yuan looked at the greasy palm, and didn't want to use his right hand to fight recklessly, that would mean he lost.

Thinking of this, when he saw that Hong Qigong's palm was about to touch his clothes, Yue Yuan's upper body trembled, and then he bent back in a very strange posture, as soft and boneless as if he had practiced yoga.

Yue Yuan's sudden movement made Hong Qigong's hand hit the air. This way of avoiding really opened Hong Qigong's eyes.However, from Hong Qigong's perspective, he naturally knew that this kind of dodging required physical conditions, and if he came here, he would definitely lose his waist.

This Taoist priest is really skilled!

He once again expressed his admiration for Yue Yuan's skill in his mind, but Hong Qigong did not end his attack at this point, but turned his right hand over and continued to touch Yue Yuan's body.

"Um!!!"

Feeling the right hand coming from the side again, Yue Yuan's bent body returned to its original shape like a spring, and his right hand stroked the chopsticks, and suddenly four bamboo chopsticks appeared in his hands.Then, with four bamboo chopsticks in Yue Yuan's right hand, he pointed at Hong Qigong's right hand.

"Oh?!"

Hong Qigong was surprised when he saw this, and smiled indifferently, but with the essence of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, no matter how you resist, I directly pressed Yue Yuan's chopsticks pointing towards his own palm.

A muffled sound came from the collision between the two.

Just like the water that is about to boil, the sound of the bubbles rising up inside explodes.If the ears are not good, outsiders cannot hear.But Yue Yuan and Hong Qigong naturally heard this sound.Because, this is the first confrontation between the two internal strength.

There was a creaking sound, but the chair Yue Yuan sat on moved to the side, avoiding it a little.

"what!"

"Senior is superb in martial arts, but junior lost!"

He casually placed the four chopsticks in his hand on the table. When the chopsticks fell on the table, he saw that the fibers on the surface of the bamboo chopsticks were cracked, and they were destroyed.At this time, Yue Yuan didn't cast the slightest glance at the abandoned bamboo chopsticks, but looked at his right wrist and sleeve helplessly and dumbfoundedly.I saw a greasy palm print left on it, although it was slightly inconspicuous under the golden cover, but it was left after all.

And the most important thing is that Yue Yuan also moved the chair under him.

As for senior Hong Qigong, Jin Dao immediately sat in his seat without moving at all.

"Ha ha……"

Hong Qigong laughed happily, and after happily drinking all the wine in the bottle, he said with a smile: "Little Taoist priest, you look so pleasing now! However, your martial arts are not bad, you can be regarded as You are the number one martial artist among the young generation... Well, at least among the young generation that I, the old beggar, know, you are the best in martial arts! And in the confrontation just now, you have already told me that what you are best at is not this, but should It's light work!"

Hong Qigong is really worthy of being an old man in the world, his experience and vision are definitely superior to others, but in just a short confrontation, he can see the foundation of Yue Yuan's current situation.

For this, Yue Yuan could only express admiration.

After all, ginger is still old and spicy in many cases, especially in the arena.

But even so, they still haven't fully seen their true roots, which is what Yue Yuan is most satisfied with.

"but……"

"It goes without saying that you are a big man wearing such a luxurious Taoist robe. What kind of flowers are you wearing on your body? It is only natural to be like me, an old beggar!"

In the end, Hong Qigong finally showed the reason why he made the move just now.

"Uh……"

Yue Yuan's lips parted, and he stared dully at Hong Qigong's messy, patched clothes, which were still black and black, as if they were covered with something.Immediately, Yue Yuan saw that Hong Qigong wiped the oil stains all over his body casually, really casually.

Damn it, is this clothes or a rag!

Therefore, Yue Yuan was completely stunned.

"Tell the truth, little Taoist priest!"

"Old beggar, I am very interested in your golden Taoist robe. You must know how many poor people you can help with this robe!"

In the end, after all the talk, Hong Qigong's eyes still fell on Yue Yuan's luxurious golden Taoist robe, and the old beggar's eyes were so bright that he stared at Yue Yuan's incomparably guilty heart.

For a long time.

After pondering for a while, Yue Yuan said pointedly: "Senior, I can't give you my clothes to save the people for the time being, because I need to use them to save others too!"

"How to say?"

Yue Yuan's words surprised Hong Qigong, and Yue Yuan's answer surprised the old beggar.

"I want to save a woman!"

Picking up the wine glass, and drank the wine in one gulp, Yue Yuan smiled and expressed his thoughts, because if it really develops according to his guess, Yue Yuan will definitely face a lot of pressure in the end.And if one of the five absolutes agrees, it will be much easier then.

woman?

clothing?

Is there any connection between these two?

Hong Qigong blinked, looked at Yue Yuan's golden Taoist robe, and then thought about the so-called woman, he was confused for a while.

"Because saving her means saving many people!"

But Yue Yuan's second sentence made Hong Qigong look serious.