Reflect the world

Chapter 299 I will vent my anger (third)
The middle-aged man finally left the restaurant resentfully, and fled amidst the ridicule of everyone.

Tang Xuanming looked at the high-ranking officials and nobles in the restaurant with interest, as well as the children of aristocratic families, and found that most of them practiced fighting qi and magic, and warriors even accounted for less than one tenth of them, so he had a little understanding in his heart.

"The status of pure warriors in the Chu Kingdom does not seem to be very high! What is the reason?"

According to Tang Xuanming's understanding, the biggest old monster in Chu State is the ancestor of Chu State, a warrior who has reached the sixth level.

If you want to come to Chu State, you know the power of warriors best, and the little devil princess Chu Yu is also a pure warrior. Why is the wind direction of the whole Chu State so different?

"Martial arts has become a means for Chu to rule itself?"

Tang Xuanming didn't know, but when he heard a group of people in the restaurant belittle martial arts, he was still a little unhappy in the world.

"If you want me to say, that one just now is a pure liar, maybe it is a cultivator of some small sect, who wants to publicize the power and invincibility of warriors here, and trick a few people to practice in their sect, without looking at herself How many catties and taels."

The words of a young man caused the audience to burst into laughter.

"Yeah, don't look at what era it is now? The Immortal Continent and the Magic Continent have merged together. In the past, there was no other way to practice. We can only practice martial arts bitterly. We are exhausted all day long. Not necessarily successful."

"The battle qi in the West now has a lower threshold of practice than warriors, and it is even stronger."

"We have no way to visit mysterious ascetics, but magicians are everywhere. If you want to learn the unfathomable spellcasting, control the power of the elements between the heaven and the earth, and soar freely in the void, what a pleasure .”

A young man holding a folding fan slowly turned the fan in his hand, trying to make himself appear graceful, but his slanted eyes ruined his overall posture, making him look a bit threatening.

"Warriors, warriors are just a joke. In the early stage of practice, there is no fighting spirit, no dazzling magic, no magic, let alone ascetics who are ethereal in the dust. They will only torture the body day after day, mobilize the inner breath, and it is difficult to get started. Only a fool Going to practice."

"Brother Wang, you can't say that. Martial arts are still useful."

The young man was complacent, and wanted to continue talking about the superiority of magic battle qi, but was suddenly interrupted, and found out that he was an ordinary close friend, the son of the Zhang family, and he couldn't help being stunned.

"Brother Zhang, what's your opinion?"

By this time, the restaurant had completely turned into a high-end tea party, but the owner of the restaurant was not upset at all, instead he brought melon seeds tea to everyone with a smile.

The one who gave the money is the uncle, as long as they chat happily, they will come here often in the future, who cares what they talk about?

The young man known as Brother Zhang has short stature, short hands and short feet, but he also likes to wear a tall hat. He looks funny and ridiculous, just like a clown in a playground.

Seeing Tang Xuanming, he almost laughed out loud, and held it back for a while, ready to see what this person had to say.

"For us, martial arts is of course tasteless. It's tasteless to eat, and it's a pity to discard it. After all, we can all go to the west to find famous teachers, but for those mud-legged, those so-called poor families, this is their way to the sky. The only way, can’t just be abolished like this.”

"Otherwise, what would it be like for a group of mud-legged people to learn magic fighting qi like us?"

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and then burst out laughing.

"Indeed, martial arts are still useful."

Tang Xuanming silently put down the wine glass in his hand. He thought it was a friendly army before, but it turned out to be a well-hidden enemy army!

He gently put down his chopsticks and walked slowly to the center of the crowd.

A group of high-ranking officials and nobles and children of aristocratic families looked at him strangely and discussed in low voices.

"Who is this? Do you know each other? Which family is it from?"

Tang Xuanming said naturally: "I am the mud leg that you say is practicing martial arts."

"Oh!"

The prince of the Wang family suddenly smiled, and then bowed to Tang Xuanming without any sincerity, and said in a strange way: "We are too abrupt, we shouldn't beat the warrior to death with one blow, if there is any offense, I hope you will take care of it." .”

What he said in his mouth was how worrying, but he had a proud look on his face, his face was crooked, and his face was full of sarcasm, and he wrote nakedly, I just taunted you, why not?If you have a temper, you bite me, if you refuse to accept it, you bite me.

"Snapped!"

Tang Xuanming slapped him resolutely. The young man surnamed Wang looked incredible, then turned 360 degrees on the spot, slammed into the wall of the restaurant, and spurted a mouthful of blood far away.

The shop clerk crawled under the table, and quickly crawled under the counter with hands and feet. The chubby boss had already squatted there, with both the fat and the thin sticking out their heads, watching the sudden battle. Skilled, there are two small horses beside him, and a plate of melon seeds is placed on the counter.

The shop waiter skillfully grabbed a handful, licked and spat out the skin of the melon seeds, and said, "Shopkeeper, who do you think will win? I will beat the young master of the Wang family."

"Go aside, I am the boss, I bet first, and I bet on all the young masters present."

The shop clerk had a resentful look on his face, and complained: "Mr. Zhang is the son of the city lord, and the master of the Wang family is a second-rank official in the court. The remaining Mr. Li and Mr. Tuoba are all top-notch figures, and there is no one who is inferior. , you are sure to win..."

"Did you just say you don't want to place a bet?"

The shopkeeper moved his butt forward, and chose a better position to watch the battle, without even looking at the waiter's face, he was completely overwhelmed by him.

Xiao Eryi gritted his teeth, took out two coins from his pocket, patted it in front of the shopkeeper, and said through gritted teeth: "I bet, you black-hearted maggot, you have already made my wife away."

The shopkeeper didn't even look at it, he stretched out his hand and put the two coins into his arms, and said happily, "Shopkeeper, I'm helping you quit gambling."

"Oh! Young Master Zhang was beaten so badly that two of his front teeth flew out."

The waiter in the shop was so excited that he forgot to knock the melon seeds.

"Mr. Li's legs have been discounted, this attack is really ruthless!"

"Oh, my god, it's about to kill someone, are you sure you don't care about it, the shopkeeper?"

The waiter in the shop looked at the proud masters in the past, who didn't even need to pay for their meals, were beaten and wailed everywhere.

I let out a big breath of anger in my heart. Usually, it is outsiders who are attacked by these main players. Today, I changed to a different one. I can see that he is in high spirits, but he is also a little scared in his heart.

The shopkeeper didn't respond after asking for a long time, turned around and found that the shopkeeper who was watching the show calmly had started to tremble, with one hand covering his chest, and he couldn't speak fluently.

"Quick...quick...go to the yamen,...go to the yamen to report!"

"Then give me the money first, shopkeeper."

"Go away!"

He took out a money bag from his pocket and threw it into the second hand. The second hand weighed it twice, then he got out from behind the counter with a smile on his face, and hurriedly ran to report to the police.

(End of this chapter)