Sword Stirs the World

"Brother, ignore them!" Feng Xin'er whispered.

As she grows older, she is worried about her cousin Jianxin. Although her cousin's martial arts are not so "strong", her literary talent is not so high, and her medical skills are a little puzzling, she just likes him, because it's not for each other's conditions, but for him!

Shen Jianxin raised his head and blinked. He began to laugh, and his eyebrows were bent.

"Fool, I think they're a bunch of dogs barking! I'm going to be a hero in the future. How can I care with these local dogs? " Shen Jianxin straightened his chest and became a big man.

"Cousin, can I ask you a serious question?" Shen Jianxin frowned and said in a deep voice.

Feng Xin'er felt a little tight in her heart and said, "ah? You ask! In fact, do not ask, in my heart, cousin you are the best! I believe you will be a great hero

"It's not such a problem! What I want to ask is, when you grow up, cousin, if you want to get married, will you marry me? "

"What the hell! Don't answer such questions

"Oh! If you don't want to, I'll ask another day! It doesn't matter. " Shen Jianxin joked.

Seeing that her cousin didn't seem to be influenced by those people, Feng Xin'er felt relieved and was in a better mood.

So, when the girl turned around, she didn't see the loneliness in her eyes, or the sadness under her cheap smile.

"I will be a great hero, and then I will marry you in the colorful clouds! I promise! " Shen Jianxin swore silently in his heart.

Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang!

At noon, someone knocked on the old Gong hanging at the entrance of taohuaji village, which represented the sound of the gong with special significance. The villagers rushed out from their homes with their rice bowls.

"Peach blossom collection boys, listen to me! According to the rules of our four townships and eight towns, I, Tang Hu, come here today to challenge! If any of you don't agree, just step forward and fight! "

A tall and vigorous young man in the royal guards, standing on the green stone arena at the entrance of the village, announced loudly.

Together with Tang Hu, there are more than 20 young people in heishanzhai. They all stand up with arms in their arms.

Heishanzhai is on the other side of Lianhua peak. It is a neighbor of taohuaji, but the neighborhood relationship is really not so good.

In the past, when it was the dry season, the two villages would fight for water to irrigate the rice fields.

Strange to say, the rice irrigated by these streams in the mountains is especially full, with a unique fragrance of peach blossom. The market is in short supply. In order to occupy these limited water sources, several villages nearby often fight.

Later, in order to pacify the civil war, the government proposed a solution that everyone recognized. Each village selects experts from the village to fight, and the winner will get the right to use the stream next year.

However, this method is not appropriate. Although there is no more fighting between villages, every village goes outside to invite powerful experts to come. The scene gets worse and worse, and they are not convinced with each other.

Later, the government made a sound again. In order to settle the people's grievances and solve the problem of villagers' fighting, it put forward a more specific competition rule. The candidates for the competition must be residents of their own village, and the age limit is under 17.

In this way, it is relatively fair to avoid the dominance of a village, and it is not easy for children to get killed and accumulate more hatred in martial arts competitions.

So this time, Heishan village, in accordance with the rules of the government, brought a young warrior from the village to the peach blossom fair to challenge.

Some people came to challenge, taohuaji villagers poured out from their homes and went to the square at the entrance of the village to watch the excitement.

The black faced young Tang Hu stood majestically on the challenge arena in the center of the square, and was proud of everyone.

"I'll meet you!" Seeing that the Tang tiger was so proud, the brave youth of taohuaji immediately jumped into the challenge arena.

The boy who came up was Niu Xiaoshi. He was five big and three thick. He was powerful in martial arts. He was 17 years old. He was the overlord of peach blossom collection.

It's a big show to fight for the village. Niu Xiaoshi jumps on the challenge arena cleanly and stands in front of Li Hu.

Without saying a word, Niu Xiaoshi opened his posture and hit him.

He practiced Taizu Changquan, which is very popular in the countryside. It's most suitable for people who are tall and powerful to practice. When he makes a fist, he shouts and shouts, which immediately attracts the applause of the villagers below.

Sand bowl big fists face to face, but Li Hu did not dodge, but a little more contempt in his eyes.

When Niu Xiaoshi's fists arrive in front of him, Li Hu has a fight with him. It's like driving away flies. He easily pinches Niu Xiaoshi's fists in the palm of his hand.

As soon as he pinched his fingers, Niu Xiaoshi felt that his fist was clamped by a pair of iron tongs. The pain almost made him cry. His knees softened and he fell to the ground involuntarily.

"Waste! I don't even have to deal with such rubbish as you! " Li Hu said haughtily.

At this time, all the taohuaji villagers are silent. Even if they don't know martial arts, they can see that Li Hu is so powerful! Niu Xiaoshi is not at the same level as others.

"Who else?" Li Hu exhaled and cheered.

The scene was buzzing. All the teenagers in the peach blossom fair were talking and talking, but no one dared to jump on the stage.

Niu Xiaoshi is the strongest and most courageous young man in taohuaji. He can't even hold others' hands, let alone others.

At this moment, the crowd suddenly separated from the outer ring and gave way to a road.

Chen Sheng, the son of the village head, and Chen Ergou, the asshole bumping in front of him, yelled, "let's go! Let's all let's go! Let my brother take care of that little bastard

While talking, Chen Ergou came to the challenge arena with a young man with a beautiful face.

The boy is seven feet tall, slender and white skinned. He and his younger brother Chen Ergou are all printed in two molds.

Chen Fuchun, the elder brother of Chen Ergou, was sent to the town's martial arts school by the village head to practice martial arts since he was a child. It is said that he is very skilled.

Chen Fuchun is young and old. He never plays with his peers in the village, but everyone knows that he has real Kung Fu, because last year's competition for water was that he easily defeated the young warriors selected from other villages, won water for taohuaji and great honor for the Chen family.

On this side, Chen Fuchun was not slow and steady. He stepped on the challenge arena step by step, and then threw a fist around him, which attracted the villagers' crazy applause.

In the crowd, Shen Jianxin and his cousin Feng xiner are also watching.

"Cousin, do you think brother Chen Fuchun can win?" Feng Xin'er asked in a slightly nervous voice.

Shen Jianxin put up a shed in front of his forehead with his palm, looked around and said with a smile: "it should be OK! It's said that Chen Fuchun has practiced in the town martial arts school for four years. His father specially expects him to fight for the village. It's not too bad. "

"I hope he can win!" Feng Xin'er said softly.

Shen Jianxin touched his nose and said with a smile, "it's OK! Isn't there me? I will protect you

"You? Just one mouth! He must not be your opponent. Let's just compete in martial arts! " Feng xiner said with a smile.

During the conversation, the two teenagers on the stage have already formally fought each other.