The first thousand two hundred and twenty-two chapters inn competition
Li Shixun looked directly at Taro Takahashi in front of him, and suddenly asked coldly: "Where is your grandfather, call him out!" He didn't bother to fight with this junior.
"Jiejiejiejie", Taro Takahashi suddenly let out a cold laugh, a light suddenly appeared in his slender eyes, a light blue color suddenly floated across his face, and the surrounding air seemed to become colder.
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The old man was startled and took a deep breath to bring luck to his body. He knew that the Gaoqiao family practiced a unique internal skill and mental method, which was extremely cold. When he fought against Gao Qiaomu decades ago, he had felt the energy coming from him.
This kind of cold energy, if he hadn't taken the lead back then and suppressed the opponent with his deep internal strength and quick moves, otherwise if he had allowed that tall tree to use this kind of cold energy unscrupulously, who would have won?
It's hard to say. Therefore, I have always been afraid of this kind of cold inner power that has never been seen in the martial arts in the Central Plains.
After Taro Takahashi let out a cold laugh, his two blue eyes stared closely at Li Shixun's eyes, and asked in a drake-like voice: "So it was you who ruined my grandfather's skills.
I'm here to collect debts for him this time! I just want to see how powerful you, a martial arts master back then, are?!" As he spoke, he suddenly raised his right hand and struck the old man's chest, with a cold blast.
The breath immediately filled the air.
The old man was shocked. He had already seen from the face of this young ninja that this boy's kung fu was much higher than that of Gao Qiaomu back then. When Gao Qiaomu was trying his best to build up his internal strength, his face was livid, but now
There is only a faint green color on this young man's face, which is obviously a sign of advanced skills. Once he gathers his skills and his face does not change color, he must have reached the peak of their cold skills. Really
I wonder how the Takahashi family developed such vicious kung fu?
A red light flashed slightly on the old man's face, and he gathered his strength and waved his hand violently to meet the opponent's palm. He knew that the ninjas of the Takahashi family were very strong in light body skills, so he did not dare to fight with his opponent directly with fists and kicks easily, but resorted to
He found the simplest way, directly using 60% of his internal energy to meet the opponent's palm, preparing to use his internal energy to directly determine the outcome.
Although he could see that his opponent's skill was far superior to that of Takao Qiaomu back then, the profound skill he had accumulated over decades was far from what he had been back then. It was far superior to the young Taro Takahashi in front of him, so he only mentioned
He gathered the strength of six successful people to meet him, he didn't want to get the reputation of bullying the small ones.
"Pa" followed by a crisp sound, and the two palms suddenly touched together, and then they became motionless as if they were stuck. A soft and strong breath suddenly dispersed to the surroundings.
The faces of the surrounding diners immediately changed, and they hurriedly stood up from the table and hid around. The local diners who had no martial arts skills immediately got up and ran towards the door. They saw so many Chinese martial arts people and Japanese pirates carrying knives and swords.
Looking at each other with anger, I really don't know what will happen next. Once the weapons are used, swords and guns have no eyesight, so I quickly fled this place of right and wrong.
At this time, several ronin at Taro Takahashi's table saw the two men moving their hands, and they all held the katana tightly and stepped back. They held the handle and scabbard tightly with both hands, and stared at the martial artist opposite.
person.
When several Wudang disciples saw the old man taking the lead in fighting the opponent, they strode around with their swords in their hands tightly, standing six or seven meters away from the old man, holding their swords and glaring at the Japanese ronin who was facing them.
The Chinese martial arts people also gathered around with the guy in their hands.
At this time, the waiter's face turned pale when he saw the two groups of people staring eagerly in front of him. He didn't bother to intercept the people who ran out without paying. He turned around and ran towards the small room behind the counter. After a while, he led the people in long gowns.
The middle-aged man ran out.
The two people hurriedly ran to the crowd in the middle. The middle-aged man made a bow and kept shouting: "Good guys, go outside to fight. The small shop really can't afford it. The small shop really can't afford it."
.Thank you all, thank you all!" He bowed and circled around the crowd.
It can be seen from his anxious expression that he is obviously the boss here, and he is afraid that these two groups of people with weapons will start to smash up his inn here, or there will be a murder case. As a century-old man, he
The store's business will be greatly affected, and if it goes wrong, it will lead to a lawsuit.
Just when the boss anxiously turned behind the Japanese ronin, one of the ronin suddenly turned around and kicked, and shouted angrily: "What's your name? Get out!"
"Ouch", the middle-aged man covered his stomach with his hands, staggered over a table behind him, fell to the ground, and rolled on the ground in pain.
"Crash", the sound of swords being unsheathed was immediately heard in the room. The Wudang disciples opposite suddenly pulled out their long swords and glared at several ronin. Several ronin also drew out their long and narrow samurai swords and stared coldly.
On the opposite side.
The hall was immediately filled with swords and swords, and glaring fires seemed to collide with sparks in the air.
In a corner of the first floor of the inn, Wan Xing had already summoned a body-protecting Qi, wrapping himself, his brother Wanda, and the injured tightly in the center to prevent anyone from intruding into his area of practicing for evil purposes. He and Wanda were closing their eyes slightly.
, using all his strength to drive away the cold energy from the Wudang disciple's body, and repair his damaged meridians.
At this time, Wan Xing slowly opened his eyes, tilted his head and glanced at the face of the Wudang disciple in front of him, and saw that a layer of blush had appeared on his face, and the blue color had disappeared without a trace.
The cold qi in his buttocks was obviously forced out of the body by his and his brother's pure internal energy, and the damaged meridians were also repaired. He slowly withdrew his power and turned his gaze to the surroundings.
Just now, he and his brother Wanda concentrated all their energy on using Qigong to heal the injured. They were not aware of what was happening outside. Their body and mind had entered a state of selflessness. As long as outsiders did not touch the body-protecting Qi he emitted, the sky would fall outside. They
I won't pay attention either.
Now, he turned around and saw a Wudang disciple standing outside his Zhenqi protective circle, holding a sword nervously and staring at the center of the dining hall.
Wan Xing quickly turned his head and looked towards the center, his face suddenly changed color. He gently removed his palm from the injured man's back, turned to his brother Wanda and said: "Okay, the internal injuries are fine. You broke his limbs."
Take it." He said, taking a long breath and taking back the protective energy that had been forced out of his body. He stood up with a flash in his eyes, raised his feet and walked towards the crowd in the center.
At this time, when Wanda heard her brother's words, she slowly withdrew her inner strength and moved her palm away from the injured person's head. Her eyes flashed to the center of the field, a stream of light suddenly emerged, and she stood up with her feet raised. But then
He glanced at the wounded man lying on the ground again, and squatted down helplessly.