Chapter 85 Running wildly! Run!
In the market in the center of the town, a large open space has been cleared and a wooden platform about ten feet high has been erected.
Lion dance troupe, waist drum troupe, juggling troupe, and opera troupe took turns performing on the high platform, which was not only a celebration of the New Year, but also a warm-up for the upcoming competition at the Panlong Martial Arts Hall.
The Black Tiger Boxing Gym and the Shenbing Gym have already circled their territory next to the high platform, set up a pergola, and raised flags.
The disciples gathered neatly, held their chests and heads high, and stood upright. Their momentum attracted the attention of many onlookers.
The two masters of the martial arts hall, Fang Wei and Wang Heihu, were sitting under the pergola surrounded by their respective disciples, watching the performance on the stage absentmindedly.
The two of them were sitting very close to each other. Wang Heihu looked at the other side of the high platform from time to time, and then whispered:
"Mr. Fang, has Fatty Liu really run away?"
"No. After so many years in Panlong Town, I can still tell his temperament, and he will probably be able to put up a fight."
Fang Wei sipped his tea and chuckled:
"And he's going to run away. Wouldn't it be better?"
"That's true. But I'm not afraid that if he keeps pushing back and blocking the matter, the matter won't be settled? As long as he doesn't run away, it's over for today. The Yimen will be completely eliminated, and Panlong Town will be divided between you and me."
Wang Heihu rubbed his hands and said with a low smile:
"Mr. Fang, the place at Tieyimen is close to my boxing gym, just as I said before..."
< br>"You take the house, but I want more of the share vacated by the medicine store."
Fang Wei waved his hand and said.
The Shenbing Gym takes the elite route. After all, playing with weapons requires a certain threshold. Unlike the Black Tiger Boxing Gym, which accepts all comers, it requires a much larger venue.
"Okay, thank you Mr. Fang."
Wang Heihu chuckled. The two of them had already divided the Iron Clothes Sect during their conversation, and they obviously regarded today's victory as their own.
The situation of the three powerful companies is like this. If any two companies join forces, it will be difficult for the third company to resist.
What's more, the Shenbing Gym and the Black Tiger Boxing Gym have been planning for this for a long time and have never stopped taking action; and the Iron Clothes Sect is the weakest of the three.
Whether Fatty Liu comes today or not is actually not particularly important, the outcome is doomed. The important thing is actually this form. With the help of this grand occasion, the two families joined forces to make the Iron Clothes Sect completely unable to stand up. From the master to the disciples, everyone was defeated and could no longer operate in Panlong Town.
Wang Heihu was thinking about expanding the martial arts gym and filling it with disciples. The Black Tiger Boxing Gym was booming and even opened to Yunzhao County in the future, when he heard a commotion from the crowd.
When he looked over there, his eyes suddenly lit up.
Coming!
I saw Monk Liu wearing a brand new outfit, followed by Huo Da, Lu Hong and other direct disciples, as well as a dozen core disciples, walking to the edge of the high platform.
The crowd automatically made an open space for them, but compared with the huge momentum of the Black Tiger Boxing Gym and the Shenbing Gym, the dozen or so people here were less than twenty, which was somewhat dwarfed.
But Monk Liu had no expression on his face. He just raised his hands towards the two museum owners:
"Two of you, please."
Fang Wei and Wang Heihu met Monk Liu, such a bachelor, looked at each other and nodded slightly.
Wang Heihu was the first to stand up, but he cupped his hands and said:
"Master Liu has invited us. Today, there will be three of us fighting in pairs, a total of three games, to determine the quality of our martial arts gym in Panlong Town. No need. Drawing lots in order "Come here, you just came over. Mr. Fang and I have rested for a long time, so let's go first and then invite Master Liu to the stage."
His words were awe-inspiring, and the audience was led by the disciples of the Black Tiger Boxing Hall. They all applauded.
Xie Yuan shook his head after hearing this.
Despite Wang Heihu’s nice words, in fact, with this arrangement, Monk Liu will fight two games in a row without any rest time;
Moreover, Xie Yuan guessed that the two families just wanted Liu Monk to lose two games in a row. They wanted to do it cleanly and drop the momentum to the bottom, which would have the "best" effect.
The two said they were going to fight first, but I’m afraid it was just a fake fight later.
As expected, Fang Wei and Wang Heihu came on stage and each bowed, but they were using their bare hands.
The owner of the Divine Weapon Hall did not even carry a weapon. The audience was originally dissatisfied with themselves, but saw the two owners fighting fast and fighting each other.
The fists and feet clashed with each other with great momentum. There was even only a shadow of a fist between the two people, which made ordinary people unable to see the real thing and they were so excited.
After the tea ceremony, the two of them made a pair of fists, each slid back about ten feet, stopped at the edge of the high platform, and then raised their hands at the same time, acknowledging the draw.
The audience in the audience naturally clapped their hands excitedly and said, "Sure enough, the Black Tiger Boxing Gym and the Shenbing Gym have countless tricks, and they are evenly matched."
Xie Yuan watched with cold eyes. In the eyes of ordinary people, this is a hearty battle, but those who have practiced a little bit can see that this is a tacit understanding of sparring and feeding. People who practice martial arts do this every day between classmates. It looks good, but its nature It is no different from a martial arts routine performance.
Monk Liu could naturally see that, but this was all expected. Even though his disciples were shouting "fake beating" in anger, he looked as usual and slowly walked up to the high platform.
The one who stayed on the stage was Wang Heihu. Seeing that Monk Liu’s momentum was a little different from before, he couldn’t help but cautiously probed:
"Master Liu, it seems he came prepared today?"
Monk Liu said calmly: "I don't have as many tricks as you, so don't worry about it. It's just that I, Monk Liu, have been a beggar all the way. , to learn martial arts, and then to It has been more than half my life since I came to Panlong and I have such a foundation. I am old and I don’t want to move, but I can’t move anymore.
“This martial arts school is mine. The root of the tree, digging it out will cost me my life. Tie Yi Men cannot survive today, I admit it, but at least one of you has one family, and I want to pull him down.
“Today I, Monk Liu, do not seek to live, but to seek death.”
There was no fluctuation in his expression, and his tone was calm and serious.
This is really desperate.
Wang Heihu's face changed several times when he heard this. He subconsciously glanced at Fang Wei in the audience, but heard him wave lightly:
"Don't listen to his big words, he is lying to you."
Wang Heihu’s face darkened and he cursed in his heart:
"Old Guitou! It's not you who's on the fucking stage. This is too bad. I shouldn't have gone up first. Monk Liu and I really tried our best to hurt me. In the end, the old Gui family is the only one!"
He thought a lot and said rudely:
"Ha, when Master Liu said this, he meant to dismount whoever he wanted to dismount? Don't be afraid of Feng Da's tongue flashing! My king, Heihu, will not accept your trick! Let's see the truth behind our men!"
< br>He stepped forward and punched Monk Liu tentatively in the heart.
Monk Liu did not dodge or evade, and used his iron-clad long fist, but did not block it. Instead, he directly greeted Wang Heihu on the head.
Wang Heihu was startled and did not dare to exchange injuries with Monk Liu. He punched back and tried to block it. After testing a few more moves, he found that Monk Liu really had no intention of dodge. They were just going to die together!
Even if you have an iron cloth shirt, you can't be completely immune to it, right? If you do this, you will really lose your life!
Wang Heihu was confused and suddenly changed his moves.
The speed increases, but the strength becomes lighter. The attack is like the continuous spring rain, neither painful nor itchy, but the defense is airtight and makes no mistakes.
Such a fist hit Monk Liu’s iron cloth shirt, and the skin could not be scratched. Monk Liu was not good at attacking, but he had no choice but to fight for stability. Wang Heihu fought for a long time, and then they separated again. , a draw.
There was a lot of discussion in the audience. In terms of dangerous game, this game was actually far better than the previous one, but the audience could not see the reason. They only thought that the players were all at the same level, and their performance was not as exciting as the previous game.
In fact, if we really want to fight, Wang Heihu can beat Monk Liu by half. But his momentum was taken away, and Xiao Jiujiu was still in his heart, so he naturally ended up safe. When he passed by Fang Wei's pergola, he didn't look sideways, and let Fang Wei glance at him as if he couldn't see him.
Fang Wei snorted softly and scoffed:
“It’s not of much use.”
Wang Heihu turned a deaf ear to this unabashed scolding and drank tea. Sneering in my heart:
"If you want to go all out, do it yourself. Don't ask me to be the vanguard."
Fang Wei made a move with his hand, and two disciples held up big guns and presented them to him. He grasped the barrel of the gun and jumped onto the high platform. The iron gun, which weighed nearly a hundred kilograms, seemed to be nothing in his hand, causing bursts of exclamations.
With a bang, the tall and thin old man slammed the iron gun on the stage and said coldly:
“You can scare a sick cat with all your strength, but you can’t scare a real tiger. No matter what means you use today, the Tieyimen sign will definitely not be preserved."
Monk Liu took a long knife thrown by his disciple and said with a smile:
"It wouldn't be a bad idea to let the Shenbing Pavilion be buried with Tieyi Men."
"Just you?"
A trace of undisguised disdain flashed across Fang Wei's face, and he fired a shot of the spear in his hand Trembling, suddenly like a poisonous dragon coming out of the sea, it stabbed directly into Monk Liu's heart!
Monk Liu had a serious look on his face. He held the knife in both hands and tried hard to block the spear, but he almost lost his sword.
One inch long and one inch strong, Fang Wei's big gun, regardless of length or weight, has a huge advantage against Monk Liu who is not good with weapons.
For a moment, Monk Liu could only fight with all his strength, letting Fang Wei dance with his spear. He desperately tried to get closer, but he never got a chance.
As the saying goes, a stick, a sword, and a spear will last a lifetime. Fang Wei has been immersed in marksmanship all his life. Even though his cultivation level is not very high, his marksmanship is indeed good.
But other than that, Xie Yuan saw several real or fake discussions, but he couldn't feel it.
He knew before that these celebrities in Panlong Town might not be able to compare with him in terms of strength.
But when I really stood here and realized that the masters I once saw in my eyes when I was struggling to learn art, the movements in my eyes have become so slow, I can't help but feel a little emotional.
On the stage, Monk Liu had been hit by a big gun many times, and his skilled iron cloth shirt was only a skin injury, otherwise he would have suffered broken bones and tendons; however, if this continued, defeat would only be a matter of time.
If you want to come up with an excuse, help Master Liu take over the next game, keep the sign, and borrow books...
As Xie Yuan was thinking this, his eyes suddenly froze, showing a look of shock.
I saw Monk Liu facing the attack of the spear. With a flick of the knife, he got out of the way and hit the spear with his big belly!
With a puff, the spear pierced through the abdomen and penetrated Monk Liu!
There was an exclamation in the audience, and even Fang Wei was stunned for a moment.
He didn't understand. Why did Monk Liu take the initiative to meet this shot when he could clearly avoid it?
Does he think his iron cloth shirt is Dacheng’s golden bell cover?
At this moment, blood flowed from the corner of Monk Liu’s mouth, he laughed ferociously, raised his sword, and ran forward along the spear!
(End of this chapter)