After another four or five bowls, the two of them no longer cared about competing in martial arts and internal strength, and focused on fighting over wine.
Murong Fu used the "Shaoze Sword" to force out some of the drinks, and there was already a puddle of wine under the table. He thought to himself: "If this continues, I will definitely get involved."
He glanced up and saw that several windows were far away from each other. He also looked at Dong Qing who still looked like he could drink. Murong Fu's mind turned and he said: "Brother Dong, there are many people here. Let's go to the room."
How about drinking on top?"
"There are many people?" Dong Qing was stunned for a moment, then seemed to remember something, "Okay, let's go to the roof."
The two of them each carried a large wine jar, but no one could see what they were doing. They disappeared in a flash. Everyone around them was shocked and disappointed at the same time. It would be great if such masters could go up and have a chat.
"Fu Lang! Fu Lang!" Mu Wanqing called out twice in a hurry, but when there was no response, she had to stamp her little feet and sit back down.
The two came to the roof. Dong Qing laughed and raised a bowl of wine, "I have always claimed to be the best in the world. Today, when I meet Brother Mu, I am really a match. We must decide the outcome. Come on, do it!"
"No. 1 in the world?" Murong Fu didn't know whether he was referring to his martial arts or his drinking capacity, but seeing his bold movements and joyful face that didn't seem to be fake, he started to admire him a little.
I wonder how a man who is not very stout and even somewhat "slender" can hold so much wine! He has the Six Meridians Divine Sword in his hand, but he really drinks!
So the two continued to fight for wine, and after drinking four or five bowls, Murong Fu used the Six Meridians Divine Sword to force out a small stream of wine, which flowed down along the rubble, without Dong Qing noticing anything.
The two of them drank for half an hour, until the two jars of wine were finished. Dong Qing said with a smile: "They say that a thousand cups of wine is too little for a close friend. I will go get two more jars."
"Thousands of cups are nonsense. If I drink more, I will get drunk even with the Six Meridians Divine Sword. Besides, if time goes on, I can't guarantee that he won't see through it. What happened today? For a little bit of reason, I ended up talking to this sissy
'Let's fight over wine."
Murong Fu secretly slandered and said: "I admire Brother Dong's ability to drink. I'm afraid that if I drink for three more days and three nights, I won't be able to determine the winner. How about we call it a day?"
Dong Qing slowly suppressed the smile on his face and said in silence for a long time: "That's fine, you come with me!" After saying that, he jumped lightly and landed on the ground. Then he took a slight step forward with his right foot. He was about ten feet tall.
outside.
Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, then his pupils shrank, "This guy is so good at Qinggong." He immediately decided to compete with him and immediately chased after him.
The two walked side by side on the street, as if they were taking a leisurely stroll, but every step they took was a few feet away, and the passers-by around them didn't notice anything special about the two of them.
Dong Qing glanced at Murong Fu sideways, as if he was also competing with Murong Fu, his speed was getting faster and faster, but seeing that Murong Fu never failed at all, he was secretly surprised that this man's internal strength and Qinggong were not weaker than his own.
Murong Fu was even more shocked. He thought that with his Lingbo Weibu and Pingxu Yufeng, his Qinggong was enough to become the best in the world. Unexpectedly, as soon as he went out, he met a young master whose Qinggong was as good as his own.
After a while, the two of them had walked more than ten miles and reached a forest outside the city. Dong Qing stopped and said, "You are good at Qinggong. Let's take action."
Murong Fu was stunned and said, "Why do you want to take action? I just see that you are good at qinggong and I am just playing with you."
A cold look flashed across Dong Qing's eyes, "Aren't you just here to find me?"
Murong Fu was even more surprised, "The first day I met you, what did I do with you?"
There was a trace of sarcasm on Dong Qing's lips, "Since you are that person's descendant, even if you don't look for me, I will look for you."
"What about this person and that person? You admit your mistake..."
Before the word "人" came out of his mouth, Murong Fu's face changed slightly and he immediately stopped talking. At this moment, Dong Qing, who was a few feet away, saw his whole body change in aura, becoming very fierce, as if he was a sword heading straight into the sky.
Murong Fu's fighting spirit suddenly surged, and he didn't bother to explain any more. He calmed down and stared at Dong Qing with all his attention. The two looked at each other, and for a while, there was silence in the forest.
It seemed like a long time passed, and it seemed like it was just a moment. The leaves rustled, and the sleeves and robes of the two men moved automatically without wind, and the silk was flying.
No matter how Dong Qing moved, the surrounding leaves slowly floated up and hung around him, trembling slightly.
Feeling that all the leaves contained a hint of sharp aura, Murong Fu felt secretly shuddered and a little excited at the same time. He had been working behind closed doors for these years, and he didn't know what level his martial arts had reached.
This time when I left Yanziwu, I thought of the world's heroes for a while, but I didn't expect that I would meet an unknown master not long after I came out.
Murong Fu immediately started the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth, raised his hands in the air, and the leaves within a few feet of his body also floated out of thin air, competing with Dong Qing. However, he could not keep his expression calm and control as he wished like Dong Qing.
Doubts flashed across Dong Qing's eyes, and then he raised the fingers of his right hand together in front of his chest, pointed at Murong Fu, "Go!" Suddenly all the leaves shot towards Murong Fu, and suddenly the leaves shot out like thousands of flying knives.
The sound of "sizzling" air friction.
Murong Fu did not dare to be careless, he mobilized all his strength, pushed forward with both hands, and the leaves floating around him also shot towards Dong Qing.
In the blink of an eye, there was a loud "chichi" sound, and the leaves on both sides collided in the air, like swords meeting, and then fell to the ground in pieces. Some leaves even flew out and penetrated deeply into the surrounding tree trunks. It was like picking flowers and flying leaves.
Can hurt people.
The leaves collided with each other in the blink of an eye. Suddenly, a missed leaf rushed towards Murong Fu's chest. Murong Fu was startled and hurriedly used the "iron bridge" move and leaned back.
This "Iron Banqiao" kung fu is originally a trick to dodge the enemy's hidden weapon in a crisis. The heel is nailed to the ground, and the body is stiff and tilted backward or sideways. The better the light kung fu, the closer to the ground you can get.
Murong Fu dodged the deadly leaves and was about to straighten up when he saw Dong Qing's palm strike. Suddenly his right foot moved slightly and his body drew a semicircle against the ground.
Without waiting for Dong Qing to react, he went around behind him and hit him with a palm. He thought he had caught Dong Qing's empty door, but he didn't expect Dong Qing's missed move to be unaffected at all, and he jumped forward without losing speed.
Murong Fu attacked again with the "Shadowless Divine Fist", and Dong Qing turned around and raised his palms to greet him.
The two of them were moving very fast. If there was a third person here, they would definitely see two shadows, one red and one white, teleporting in the forest. The place they passed was full of energy, like a strong wind blowing the trees.
Creaking sound.
In a short time, the two of them had exchanged hundreds of moves, and Murong Fu gradually felt frustrated. After all, Dong Qingdu was still faster than him. He only felt that after he had fired ten moves, Dong Qing had already reached the eleventh move.
Moreover, Dong Qing's moves are extremely weird, and he can attack from any incredible angle.