I'm not a god of wine

Chapter 9 Martial Arts Wizard (for collection)

"not good."

Seeing that the back of Mrs. Xu's head was about to hit the back of the chair, Xu Le didn't care about exposing her martial arts, and hurriedly used her internal strength to step out.

His whole body appeared in front of Mrs. Xu almost instantly, grabbed her by the wrist, and let her lean on the chair lightly, and then a ray of pure internal energy passed through without hesitation.

The whole process was like lightning, and it was over so quickly that Xu Mucai and Li Tingyuan didn't even realize it.

"You... are you really happy?"

Xu Mucha took a deep breath, looked up and down Xu Le with a face full of astonishment, his eyes were full of doubts.

While helping Mrs. Xu's internal strength, Xu Le looked at his cheap father and said helplessly, "It's a fake. If you don't believe it, you can verify it yourself."

"What shape is that birthmark on your body? Where is it?" Xu Mucai looked at Xu Le and asked suddenly.

Xu Le pouted, and replied, "I don't have a birthmark, but I have a mole on my left buttock."

"What is the first sentence of Xu's family rules?"

"I don't remember." Xu Le shook his head.

"How many altars are there in my Xu family's century-old Yutangchun?"

Xu Le smiled and replied: "I drank one of the four altars. Dad, you have such a good wine, why didn't you tell me earlier, and kept it from me?"

"Nie Zi!" Xu Mucai's face turned blue and white, he slapped the table heavily, and snorted coldly.

He can be sure that this is indeed his ineffective son.

Xu Mucai's heart began to bleed when he thought of how the remaining hundred-year-old Yutangchun was ruined by this kid. This was a treasure that even he couldn't bear to drink.

"Father, if you are still not at ease, we can come here to confess our relatives by dripping blood. It is to drip blood into wine to see if our blood can blend together. By the way, this wine is very fragrant today, why is it so like a hundred years old? Where is Yutangchun?"

Xu Le took a sniff and fixed his eyes on the altar of fine wine on the table.

"roll!!!"

Seeing Xu Le looking at the wine jar, Xu Mucai didn't know what his plan was, and immediately put the wine jar behind him, covering it tightly.

Xu Le looked away speechlessly, but made up his mind in his heart that in this century-old Yutangchun, he had to taste what he said.

Not only for the reward of wine tasting, but also the respect of an alcoholic for fine wine.

"Le'er." At this moment, Mrs. Xu woke up slowly.

Opening his eyes, the first thing he saw was Xu Le's big bald head.

Mrs. Xu stretched out her hand and touched Xu Le's face tremblingly. She didn't need to verify, but relying on the familiar blood connection, she was sure that this was her precious son.

"How did you become like this?" Mrs. Xu muttered to herself while touching Xu Le's cheek.

"Surge of qi and blood, harmonious inner strength, this is the sign of a martial artist of the ninth grade. Congratulations, brother Mu Cai. I never thought that your son is a martial arts prodigy." Li Tingyuan, who had been silent by the side, spoke at this time.

He looked at Xu Le, who was as tall and strong as a cow, and there was a glint in his eyes.

Martial arts genius?

Xu Mucai and his wife looked at each other, and then looked at Li Tingyuan together, their faces full of doubts.

The Xu family is a family of merchants. They have been in business for generations and have been in the wine industry. Although it cannot be said that they have no contact with martial arts and cultivation, they know very little.

As for Li Tingyuan, who lives in the city guard and is in the temple, he knows many things in the world like the palm of his hand, so he can see Xu Le's situation at a glance.

"That's right, my nephew is only 19 years old now, right?"

Li Tingyuan nodded, looked at Xu Le with a smile, and said: "As far as I know, warriors who can break through to the ninth rank before the age of 25 are all extremely talented people, worthy of being called geniuses."

"Only such talented warriors are qualified to take the martial arts examination held every three years in my junior year."

Martial Arts Examination!
Hearing these four words, Xu Mucai's heart trembled. He looked at Li Tingyuan and said, "Brother Tingyuan means..."

"That's right. For this year's martial arts examination, I have three recommended places in Jialing City. Two places have already been selected, and there is only one candidate left. I can't decide for a long time. I am in a state of desperation, but I didn't expect to come to the Xu Mansion for a banquet this time. , was such a surprise."

Li Tingyuan laughed, looked at Xu Le, and said to Xu Muchai: "This last spot will be given to your son. I don't know what brother Mucai thinks?"

"Okay, okay, thank you so much Brother Tingyuan, no, no, thank you, City Guard!" Xu Mucai was full of excitement, and hurriedly pulled Mrs. Xu, and the two of them gave a big gift to Li Tingyuan together.

"Le'er, why don't you thank Uncle Li soon?"

Hearing Xu Muchai's scolding, Xu Le felt helpless and could only salute Li Tingyuan.

"It doesn't have to be like this. If your son can get a ranking in this year's martial arts test, it will be an honor for my Jialing City." Li Tingyuan received a gift from Xu Le, and then said with a smile: "Five days later, the flower appreciation poetry meeting, my nephew Be sure to come."

After finishing speaking, he took another sip from his wine glass, then hurriedly said goodbye and left.

Xu Mucai hastily sent them off.

When he returned again, he looked at Xu Le without saying a word. After watching for a long time, Xu Le looked a little hairy.

"Master... Le'er hasn't eaten yet." Seeing that the atmosphere between the father and son was somewhat stagnant, Mrs. Xu couldn't help but speak, wanting to relax.

"Don't talk, let him talk."

Xu Mucai interrupted Madam, looked at Xu Le, and asked in a deep voice: "Tell me, what's the matter with your kung fu?"

Mrs. Xu also looked at Xu Le at the same time, her eyes full of doubts.

Come on, come on, is it finally time for a showdown?

Xu Le sighed in his heart, looked at the two of them and said: "It's not that the boy deliberately concealed it, but I promised that person that unless it is absolutely necessary, he must not reveal the matter of learning martial arts."

The Xu couple looked at each other, Xu Mucai frowned and said, "You mean, someone taught you your martial arts?"

"Not bad." Xu Le nodded and started the storytelling mode.

"It all started ten years ago..."

Xu Le talked for half an hour, to the effect that when he was playing with his friends on the road ten years ago, he was stopped by a beggar. He is a teacher.

Since then, I have often practiced martial arts with this master for ten years.

"The beggar...could it be...some important person from the beggar gang?"

Xu Mucai's eyes widened, as if he had thought of something, he pondered for a moment, looked at Xu Le, and said solemnly, "Do you still remember how the beggar dressed and looked like?"

"Naturally remember."

As he spoke, he vividly described a strange man who played in the world of mortals, was addicted to alcohol, and possessed peerless martial arts.

"That beggar...does he only have nine fingers..." Xu Mucai stood up, his lips were trembling, his face was flushed, and he looked very excited.

"Uh...probably...maybe...possibly...right." Xu Le was stunned, opened his mouth, and replied.

"That's right, ma'am, it's the Nine-Finger Beggar, the legendary Nine-Finger Beggar!"

Xu Mucai shouted loudly, his hands trembling slightly, and the excitement on his face was beyond words: "My son is so lucky to be favored by Senior Nine-Fingered God Beggar and teach him martial arts. Really, ancestors bless you!"

Damn, do people like this really exist?
Xu Le was dumbfounded...

(End of this chapter)