Chapter 196 Cang Ling Sword Discussion (XI)

() He said these words loudly in a tone that was not ashamed but proud.

The onlookers were shocked at that time, even Feng Bujue’s friends were stunned.

In the world of martial arts, saying "self-taught without a teacher" is like saying "I have super powers" to others in the real world. And the phrase "self-opening the mountain gate" is said after "self-taught without a teacher", it can basically scare people to death.

"Hahahahaha..." The drunken monk Lu Shan, who was sitting by the stairs and drinking, burst out laughing when he heard this: "Okay! What a self-taught man who opened the mountain gate without a teacher!" The monk suddenly interjected: "I'm walking, monk." Over the years, I have met a lot of famous people, but despite their great fame, there are actually very few who can't live up to their reputation. And I have met a lot of people who have great reputations. Thirty percent of them are braggarts and not worth mentioning. ." He took another sip of the wine in the jar, then looked up at Feng Bujue and said, "This is the first time I've met someone as unknown as Feng Lao Master, but his words are shocking."

At this point, Lu Shan suddenly used the "viper offering wine" move. He saw one arm curled up, and then suddenly stretched out, and a spinning force like a whip spinning top acted on the wine jar in his arms! .

"Monk, let me toast you!" With a low drink, the wine jar roared out from Lu Shan's arm and flew towards Feng Bujue.

Lu Shan seems to be rough and bold, but in fact he is rough and subtle, and he is very scheming. The move he used was carefully thought out. All the experts present could see clearly that the high-speed rotating wine jar contained hidden power that ordinary people could hardly resist.

If he can hold the wine jar in his arms, then Feng Bujue must be a person with advanced internal skills. If he can hit the wine jar head-on and break it open, then he is also an expert in external martial arts. Of course, we don't rule out the possibility of him being hit directly... that would be very embarrassing.

Lushan's behavior seemed to be looking for trouble. But in fact, he was helping Feng Bujue in disguise.

Because Jue Ge's words were too shocking, the effect of the group's ridicule was extraordinary, and the whole audience was filled with hatred instantly. Even the eminent Shaolin monks, Renwu scholars, and Taoist priests of the Xiaoyao sect shook their heads; let alone the heads of other sects, almost all of them showed disdain and sneered; as for those seniority Disciples of lower sects and wandering warriors cannot even hear such arrogant words.

If Lu Shan hadn't been the first to attack at this moment, some second-rate figure would have jumped out immediately. He yelled something like, "Your Excellency, you have such a strong tone. I'm from such and such a faction, and I'd like to learn some clever tricks." Then he stepped forward and exchanged two moves with Brother Jue.

Lu Shan knew very well that the worse the martial arts, the worse. The less you know how to control your hands, the more you are a first-rate master, the more likely you are to be afraid that a few second-rate or third-rate bastards will appear and attack people viciously and hurt them to the core.

But now that the drunken monk spoke, the juniors present or those who knew that their kung fu was inferior to this monk's. There will be no more fooling around. With him, a top-notch master, testing it, everyone just watched.

Lu Shan's own thought is...if this little brother Feng can block the wine jar, that would be the best. Others will see his true skill. I won't cause trouble to him again. If he can't block it, my attack won't seriously injure him. When the time comes, he will feel ashamed and leave.

It's a good idea...

But Feng Bujue's reaction. Once again it exceeded everyone's expectations.

As early as when the monk laughed, Feng Bujue realized what this npc was going to do. So he immediately secretly took out the Death Poker and hid it in the palm of his hand, preparing for defense. No matter how the opponent attacks him, Feng Bujue always responds to the ever-changing situation with the same strategy. Anyway, facing a slightly stronger attack, he only has that one move [Shield "Card"] which is safer.

At this moment, the wine jar came across the sky and arrived in the blink of an eye.

But all I could hear was a popping sound...

The wine jar was broken and shattered in the air. It was like hitting a wall of air, and the wine inside splashed out, unable to pass through the invisible barrier.

Feng Bujue sat on the chair without moving. He was holding the tea cup in one hand and the other hand was hanging "naturally" under the table. He looked calm from beginning to end.

When the wine jar hit the golden light force field, Feng Bujue's eyes squinted. The next second, he suddenly stretched out his hand and took out the tea cup in his hand. At this time, the [Shield "Plate"] disappeared. Feng Bujue's hand reached over and used the cup to catch a splash of wine that was spilling from mid-air. , and then pretended to bring the cup in front of him.

"This master is so generous." Feng Bujue looked at the wine glass in front of him: "He said he wanted to toast me, but he brought me a jar." He smiled: "But I'm too drunk, so this glass is enough." After saying that, he drank the small glass of wine he received in one gulp.

The whole place was silent...

When the masters present saw this scene, they all gasped. They all asked one question in their hearts: What kind of martial arts was that just now?

Even Shi Yanran, who had learned this trick last night, this time

Looking again, I still can't see the doorway at all.

"In terms of internal strength cultivation... Those who have stagnant luck can be said to be integrated; those who release their true energy can be said to be perfect; those who transform their energy into shape can be said to have reached the pinnacle..." Suddenly, a soft voice began to narrate unhurriedly. , whose sound can reach the ears of everyone present.

As soon as the words fell, everyone followed the sound and focused their attention on a seat in the corner of the inn.

Feng Bujue also looked up and saw a woman in purple in her twenties sitting alone there. At first glance, this woman appears to be charming and beautiful, with snow-white skin and jade face. However, upon closer inspection, she can be described as a pretty, dignified and elegant woman. Especially her eyes, which are charming and charming, making people unforgettable once they take one look at them. As the saying goes, "the beauty of a thought" is probably nothing more than that.

This woman's name is Murong Ying, who is known as the Fairy Yunwai in the world. Although her skills are only top-notch, her martial arts knowledge is extremely profound. Everyone in the world said that whoever could marry this young lady from the Murong family would not only be blessed with all kinds of beauty, but it would also be like marrying half a master. However, it is precisely because of this reason that Murong Ying is already twenty-five years old and has not yet married. Those who come to propose marriage should be sent off directly, and those who approach deliberately should be kept at a distance. After all, people's hearts are evil, and she couldn't tell who was sincere and who had impure intentions, so she simply refused them all.

"...and this Feng Shaoxia's martial arts is at a higher level." Murong Ying continued what she just said: "The Qi outside the body is in the form of golden light. It can turn nothing into something, gather and disperse with ease..." She Looking directly at Feng Bujue, she met his eyes: "It has been three hundred years since we have seen a person with this kind of inner strength in the martial arts world... I didn't expect that this little girl would be lucky enough to see you today. I admire you, I admire you!"

Feng Bujue was so happy that he went crazy after hearing this. This beauty was so powerful. He originally thought that his bluffing plan would need more work to achieve the effect. Unexpectedly, someone took the initiative to cooperate and spoke eloquently. Even he himself They all feel a little bit fooled.

Sure enough, Murong Ying's words instantly captivated everyone. This is also a very interesting phenomenon... When some abnormal situation occurs, but no one knows what the truth is, suddenly a person who is usually more reliable comes out and expresses his personal opinion, no matter whether this opinion is correct or not , are very likely to become recognized facts...

Gongsun Qian, who was standing closest to Feng Bujue, was completely dumbfounded. Originally, he was just surprised and suspicious of the golden force field. But at this moment, he was convinced that the feudal master in front of him was really a peerless master!

"Hahaha... Murong girl is so knowledgeable! I knew this boy was not simple." Meng Jiu's laughter rang out. He didn't know when he appeared. He was sitting on the threshold of the inn door. Drinking with your back against the doorframe.

It is also well known that the leader of the Beggar Clan would stay at the entrance of the village at night. Everyone heard him say "it's not simple" and made up a lot of things on their own... It was as if the leader of the Feng Lao came to the town last night. At that time, he had already fought against Meng Jiu for 300 rounds, and in the end, he still felt like he had won by a few points while hiding his strength.

Meng Jiu laughed and shouted to Lu Shan in the distance: "Monk Lu! Let's smash it for fun! Hahaha... all your wine is in vain!"

Lu Shan was a generous person, and what he did just now was not a loss of face for him, but a bit of a shameless one, so he also laughed and said: "Hahaha... old beggar! How can I be so stingy as you, monk! How can I know the truth? With such methods, what does a jar of wine mean?”

Meng Jiu's appearance and his conversation with Lu Shan once again broke the brief silence of the martial arts people, and the chatter of voices sounded again in the passenger station lobby. Everyone was talking, and the focus completely shifted to the five people from Broken Sword Tea House. As for the trivial matters in Wanxia Tower, people have long forgotten them.

At this time, another person spoke on the second floor of the inn.

"I asked why it's so lively... It turns out that a distinguished guest has arrived." The man who said this was a swordsman in white. He looked to be less than forty years old, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and a majestic weapon. "The master of the building... ..." He jumped lightly, took two steps in the air, and jumped directly from the second floor to Feng Bujue's table. He stood firmly and said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Do I know you?" Feng Bujue looked at him and asked.

As soon as this statement came out, there was another uproar.

"What...he said he didn't know Lin Chang?" "He said he didn't recognize the number one master of the 'Six Swords of Flower Shadow' in Ye Mansion?" "What tricks is this boy named Feng doing again?"

It's normal for people around him to make a fuss, because the person Feng Bujue was chatting with was the leader of Ye Mansion's "Six Swords of Flower Shadow". Compared with Gongsun Qian and Ji Tong, his martial arts skills were even better than those of Gongsun Qian and Ji Tong. . Among swordsmen, excluding Xie San and Ye Cheng, he should be considered third. Of course, the gap between him and the first two is still huge.

"Haha..." Lin Chang smiled, clasped his fists and said, "I, Blue Sky Sword Lin Chang, have been waiting for you for a long time to become the master of the Lao. I wonder if you can invite all the heroes of the Broken Sword Tea Lao to talk upstairs?"