Fortunate Young Gentleman

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If Tang Ning didn't use the ultimate trick, Lao Zheng would never know how high the sky is.

It is one of his hobbies to always say inappropriate words and cause trouble for others at critical moments, but he also has weaknesses and weaknesses.

His weakness is his baby girl.

Zhao Yuan is surrounded by little girls and likes to make his daughter happy. Although he may not have any other intentions, his character is easy to change and his nature is hard to change. Lao Zheng has long regarded him as a thorn in his side and repeatedly told his daughter to leave Zhao Yuan. That big pig's hoof is farther away.

Tangning hugged her daughter, looked at him, and asked, "Can it be broken again?"

Lao Zheng nodded and said: "There is no sword technique that cannot be broken in the world. As long as you have a move, you can break it."

Tang Ning couldn't reach Lao Zheng's level, but it didn't matter, as long as he knew Lao Zheng could deal with that woman.

Lao Zheng stood up, put down the knife, washed his hands, then walked to Xiaoxiao and said, "Miss, come here with me."

Tang Ning stood at the side of the martial arts training ground, watching Old Zheng teach Xiao Xiao how to defeat the woman's sword skills. This beast, after only watching it once, actually memorized all of the woman's moves. When Tang Ning watched the woman compete, she occasionally One or two flaws can be seen, but in Lao Zheng's hands, this set of sword skills becomes seamless and watertight, and no flaws can be seen at all...

The old beggar stood next to Tang Ning, glanced ahead, and said, "The path of the knife to kill the pig has been narrowed. If we take another step forward, it will be terrible..."

Old Zheng's sword skill was only a small success. Tangning looked at the old beggar and asked in surprise: "What does it look like to have a great skill in sword skill?"

"When he doesn't need to hold a knife in his hand, he will be successful." The old beggar's eyes flashed and he said: "No knife is better than a knife. Everything can be a knife, and he himself is the knife... At that time, I will It’s not necessarily his opponent.”

The old beggar said before that if martial arts practitioners want to reach the top, they have two ways to go.

Gathering the strengths of hundreds of schools of thought, integrating them all, and proving the Tao through cleverness, this is the path that the old beggar took. So when he was young, he went everywhere to steal other people's secrets of martial arts, and he didn't do anything about swordsmanship, knife skills, and spear skills. Will do.

Lao Zheng took a different path. He focused on the way of swordsmanship and proved it with strength. He could defeat ten masters with one force and break through thousands of tricks with one sword. His swordsmanship had a soul. He could not beat the old beggar in actual combat, but in a negotiation As for Dao Dao, even ten old beggars can't compare to him.

Tangning turned to look at the old beggar and asked, "When will he become a master of swordsmanship?"

The old beggar said: "Let's wait another hundred years."

…

Wait another hundred years, it will be the same as not saying it. One hundred years later, Lao Zheng can only practice swordsmanship in front of the King of Hell.

Tang Ning understood what the old beggar meant. It was already extremely difficult for Old Zheng to make a breakthrough in his life. This was a good opportunity for him. Practicing martial arts is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. If you don't advance, others will. Progress means retreat, and there will always be times when he personally teaches Lao Zheng how to speak as a man.

Xiao Xiao was practicing alone on the grass. Lao Zheng patted the grass clippings on his buttocks, walked over and said, "Even if you learn these things, Miss may not be that woman's opponent. You'd better let your cousin do it..." …”

"What's mine..." After being tricked by Old Zheng so many times, Tangning was very sensitive to a certain word and subconsciously wanted to refute it. Only then did she realize that what he said this time was correct. She shook her head and said, "So many pairs of words." Keep an eye on her, she didn’t participate in the martial arts competition from the beginning, and she won’t be able to compete later.”

After speaking, he looked at Lao Zheng and asked, "Xiao Xiao is not necessarily her opponent?"

Lao Zheng said: "There is a 90% chance of winning."

Tangning was surprised and said, "90% is not certain?"

"What's wrong with 90%? Isn't there still a 10% chance of defeat?" Lao Zheng frowned and looked at him and said: "How could you, an elder brother, let your sister take risks? Where is your conscience..."

The martial arts competition was done to the point. To be on the safe side, the weapons used were unedged. There was no major danger at all. Even Tang Ning wasn't too worried, but Lao Zheng's reaction was a little too intense. .

"Uncle Zheng, it's okay." Xiaoxiao came over and said with a smile: "I also want to take advantage of this opportunity to practice more. If I miss it, I don't know when I will wait until next time."

Lao Zheng didn't say much, nodded, and went back to the eaves to sharpen his knife.

A figure walked in front of him. Old Zheng raised his head and saw the old beggar looking at him with a black face.

The old beggar looked at him condescendingly and said warily: "You are so concerned about what my disciple is doing. Do you want to compete with me as a disciple? Let me tell you, don't think that you are her master if you teach her two sword-breaking moves. no way……"

…

After more than half a month of fierce competition, Chen Guo's first women's martial arts competition finally ushered in the final competition.

Even though the competition for the top spot in martial arts has not yet come, the winner of the competition in the arena in the past two days is very likely to be the first female Jinshi. There are still a lot of people watching in the auditorium of the Xiaoqi Camp martial arts performance hall.

"The daughter of Lu Shangshu's family won, and I won twenty taels, haha..."

"Unlucky, I lost fifty taels..."

"I asked you to buy Miss Lu a long time ago, but you refused to listen. Who can you blame now?"

"Forget it, let's not mention it. Who will you buy for the next one?"

"Let me see, the next match is between Yin Na and Xiao Xiaoxiao. Needless to say, it must be Miss Yin. She is a popular candidate for the top spot in martial arts. If there are no accidents, she will definitely be the top pick this time!"

"Why didn't you tell me earlier that I bought the wrong thing again..."

"You bought it without asking for it yourself. Do you blame me?"

…

The upcoming competition can be said to affect the minds of most people. This woman surnamed Yin from Shengzhou has defeated many opponents with a stern attitude since the beginning of the martial arts competition. After a defeat to this day, many people have already concluded that this time she is the winner of the top prize in martial arts.

As for her opponent, people are not familiar with her. They only know that she is a young girl. She seems to have performed well in martial arts, but she cannot compare with the woman named Yin.

The Tangning family sat in the best seats next to the ring, and the old beggar held two round walnuts in his hand for emergencies.

Tangning had seen him use walnuts to punch through a tree. In his hands, these things could be as powerful as bullets.

If anything happens on the field and Xiaoxiao is in any danger, he will take action immediately.

Fang Xinyue was eating candied fruit while looking at the stage. Tangning took the bag of snacks from her and gave them to Xiao Ru Xiaoyi and the others, while also looking at the ring.

On the ring, two figures have stood still.

The woman with the scar on her face and Xiaoxiao saluted each other, Xiaoxiao held a sword against his chest and said with a chuckle: "I'm offended."

"Two candidates, please listen clearly. The martial arts competition is held until the end of the point. No harm is allowed to human life, otherwise you will be disqualified..." An examiner stood on the sidelines, read the rules of the competition loudly, and then rang the gong beside him. It indicates that this competition has officially begun.

After the gong sounded, two figures stood on the sidelines, neither of them making the first move.

Xiaoxiao looked at the woman, smiled and said, "Sister, please go first."

The woman glanced at him lightly, without saying anything. She moved her wrist, and a sword flashed across the stage.

At the same time, another bright light appeared on the stage.

Snapped!

The back of the woman's hand was hit by the blade of the sword. She was in pain for a moment and almost threw the knife in her hand.

A look of surprise appeared on her face, and she changed her tactics temporarily. As soon as she raised her arm, there was another sharp pain in her wrist.

Bang!

She was originally wielding two swords, but after receiving this blow, the short sword in her left hand fell to the ground.

She didn't have time to pick up the weapon, her face changed slightly, and her eyes on the girl opposite finally became serious.

Once it was an accident, the second time was definitely not.

She tightly wrapped the remaining strip of cloth on the handle of the knife in her hand and looked at Xiaoxiao a few steps away, as if facing a formidable enemy.

He looked at her with a small smile and made no move.

Tangning stood on the sidelines watching this scene, feeling a little amused in her heart. Xiaoxiao didn't attack, not out of politeness, but because she was waiting for the woman to make a move. Only if she made a move first would her flaws be revealed, and Xiaoxiao would be able to restrain herself... …

On the ring, the woman looked at Xiaoxiao, and finally couldn't help it. She stepped forward again and slashed with the sword. Xiaoxiao took a few steps back, and the woman changed her moves without leaving any trace, stabbing her in the chest.

The girl did not panic. The sword originally held in her right hand appeared in her left hand at some point. She waved forward casually, and the sword struck the woman's wrist again.

Snapped!

The woman took a few steps back, covering her right wrist, and her expression finally changed drastically.