Ever since Teng Qingshan established the School of Creating Xingyi, the land of Kyushu, which had been in constant flames, suddenly became quiet again, and even the Temple of Heaven was silent. For a while, the land of Kyushu ushered in a period of peace.
Time flies, spring and summer alternate, year after year.
*****
Sixteen years later.
In the county town of Wu'an County, in the restaurant "Chunyu Restaurant" that can be found in almost all major county towns in Yangzhou, it was noon at this time, and the first floor was full of guests gathered from all over the world, and there was constant noise, but What's more strange is that in this restaurant, among the guests from all over the world, many of them carry long guns with them.
A gun is a difficult weapon to practice.
On the land of Kyushu, the use of guns is very rare, and most of them carry swords with them. However, there are many more guests in Chunyu Restaurant with spears than swords.
"Haha, Brother Wang, we are thousands of miles apart, but we are together and going to the same place. It is really fate. Come, let's have a toast."
"Come on, brother Li, do it!"
The two young men held wine glasses, touched each other immediately, and drank with their heads up. The two young men also each carried a long gun with them, and placed it beside the table.
Of the two young men, one of them was wearing a simple commoner garment with a piece of tiger skin around his waist, and his hair was messy, while the other was wearing a green robe, looking handsome and unrestrained.
"Brother Wang, speaking of it, we have also arrived in Wu'an County now, and we are not far from Dayan Mountain." The green-robed young man said with a smile, "We have traveled thousands of miles this way, and we are finally arriving at Dayan Mountain. According to the legend, there are hundreds of thousands of Neijiaquan practitioners in the Xingyi Gate of Dayan Mountain, and a hundred thousand blood wolf army! I really want to see it in my dreams."
"Well, there are hundreds of thousands of people practicing Neijiaquan, and that scene—" the eyes of the young man in the tiger-skin battle skirt lit up, "I will be one of them."
"Well, our brothers will also be one of them." The green-robed young man toasted again, "Come on, let's have a toast for this."
"Dry."
The young man in tiger skin and skirt raised his head and drank another cup.
"Speaking of it." The young man in the tiger-skin battle skirt said bitterly, "My third brother is really heartless! He practiced tiger-shaped boxing, but he was also very capable. Back then, my third brother and I, Let’s talk about stronger strength in the future, and we will travel thousands of miles together to Dayan Mountain and worship under the Xingyi Sect! I have learned the profound internal boxing and become a master of a generation, but my third brother was unexpectedly defeated by the so-called Yuhuang Sect. Attracted by the benefits, he even joined the Yuhuangmen, hmph! A practitioner of Neijiaquan who transfers to the Taoist lineage, even if they are powerful, they are temporarily powerful, and their achievements will be limited in the future!"
"That is!"
The green-robed young man also said, "What is Yuhuangmen compared to Xingyimen? The 100,000-blood wolf army of Xingyimen is the lowest entry threshold, and they are all second-rate fighters. It is said that one of the corporal leaders inside This is the real army that is invincible in the world! This time, when I go to the Xingyi Gate, I must also join the Blood Wolf Army."
"Yes, Blood Wolf Army, let's enter together." The tiger-skinned youth in a war skirt raised his glass, "Come on, Brother Li, let's have another drink to enter the Blood Wolf Army together."
"Dry."
Two passionate youths traveled thousands of miles from other states, and finally arrived here after struggling all the way or joining caravans as guards, or in other ways. Their goal is only one, to go to the land of Kyushu. The sacred place that Neijiaquan practitioners yearn for - Dayan Mountain Xingyi Gate!
"Two." Suddenly a voice came.
With a bang, the wine table was slapped with a palm.
The two young men who were drinking couldn't help turning their heads to look at the passerby. They saw a tall young man in purple robes with a saber on his back and restrained eyes standing in front of the wine table. Entering the door, I heard what the two of you said... Yuhuangmen is not as good as Xingyimen? Hmph, you can't talk nonsense!"
"What's wrong!"
The young man in the tiger-skin skirt stood up abruptly. He was even slightly taller than the opponent. He stared at the opponent and shouted, "My brothers are talking here, so it's none of your business! Yuhuangmen is strong, but we Xingyimen, that is the land of internal boxing practitioners, a hundred thousand blood wolf army, who in the world can stop it?"
"Our ancestor of the Xingyi Gate is the youngest one who has stepped into the Void Realm in the history of the creation of the world."
"Our senior brother of Xingyimen, nicknamed 'The Fierce Beast', is young, and now he is even ranked in the "Heaven List". Although he is only at the bottom, how old is our senior brother? Also, only sixteen years old. In 2010, our Xingyimen had the land of Kyushu today, the most remarkable one hundred thousand blood wolf army!"
The green-robed youth next to him also glanced at the provocative person: "Practice Neijiaquan, that is the most promising."
"snort."
The young man with the saber on his back turned cold, and said with a sneer, "A sect with only sixteen years of history and whose founder is only a virtual realm, dare to compare with the oldest and most powerful 'Yuhuang' founded by the Yuhuang sect! "
"Hey, if Yuhuangmen is strong enough, why do you still use some small favors to let a large number of internal boxing practitioners join them?" The young man in a tiger-skin battle skirt gave a strange smile, "It doesn't take much, just sixteen years, the shape is good. The Yimen is stronger than the Yuhuangmen, that's called strength, do you understand?"
The young man in the purple robe with the saber on his back was even more annoyed.
"Hmph! If you have the skills, let's compete with each other." The young man in purple robe immediately pulled out his saber with a clang sound in anger.
"Comparison, who is afraid of whom?"
Huo Di, a young man in a tiger skin battle skirt, grabbed the spear by the table.
"A few guest officers, a few guest officers." Seeing that the situation was not good, the shopkeeper immediately ran over.
"Get out of the way, if you break something, I will pay you!" The purple-robed young man gave him a cold look, and the shopkeeper laughed a few times before intervening. Suddenly, many guests who were eating in the restaurant, one by one, feared not to be chaotic. Shouting, everyone retreated a little, moved the table away, and watched the battle from the sidelines instead.
Killing is prohibited in the city, but it's okay to fight in general.
Moreover, if a real expert kills someone, he will slip away, and the city guards will come too late.
"Let you see, Yuhuangmen's "Mountain Breaking Saber Technique"!" The purple-robed youth held a saber and said coldly.
"Our marksmanship has only gone up to the mountains to fight tigers and wild boars. It's just a country style." The young man in a tiger-skin skirt swung his spear horizontally, and said at the same time, "Brother Li, just take a look and see how I can deal with this arrogant person. My kid." Brother Li next to him smiled and walked aside, the two of them met as guards in the same caravan, and they both knew each other's strength.
Brother Li also has to admit that this young man in a tiger skin and skirt who only knows how to do it in the 'country style' is indeed slightly better than him in marksmanship.
"Let's do it." The purple-robed youth said confidently.
"Oh?" The tiger-skinned boy in the battle skirt grinned, "Look at the gun!"
As he said that, the big gun in his hand spun violently, like a big snake coming out of a hole, biting towards the opponent.
"Kuuuuuuuuuu!" The purple-robed youth's saber was like lightning, and he slashed out violently.
There was a clash of guns and knives.
"Hmph." The tiger-skin warrior skirt boy took a step back in shock, then squatted down fiercely, and immediately swept across. The purple-robed youth was as young as a flying swallow, and jumped up.
"call out!"
The young man in the tiger-skin battle skirt raised the spear in his hand.
"Break! Break! Break!" The purple-robed youth yelled violently, the saber in his hand was astonishing, and at the same time as he swooped down, he slashed wildly three times in succession. In front of the young man in the skirt, the tiger-skinned youth in the skirt even threw the spear in his hand, and the spear smashed directly at him.
At the same time, the fierce light was revealed, and it jumped up like a tiger.
bang! After the second knife directly slashed the long spear, the third knife slashed headfirst at the flying young man in the tiger-skin suit. The young man in the tiger-skin suit had a strangely twisted body, and he wanted to fight his injuries to defeat him.
"laugh!"
The long spear that protruded abruptly blocked the third knife.
"Bang!"
After the third sword was blocked by the purple-robed young man, he used his strength to dodge the claw attack of the tiger-skinned young man in a war skirt, and then he laughed and said, "I also said that the Xingyi Gate is stronger than the Yuhuang Gate. The age is about the same, if it wasn't for that guy's shamelessness, boy, you will be crippled if you don't die."
"Hmph! I'm disabled, so you have to die!" The young man in the tiger-skin battle skirt looked like a fierce tiger, and his close-to-hand combat with Neijiaquan was well-known in the land of Kyushu today.
"Hey, those who wear purple leather, you have already joined the Yuhuangmen and learned the sword art, and these two have not yet joined the Xingyimen, they just learned "Tiger-shaped Fist" by themselves, you won a move and a half This is Yangzhou, not your Yuzhou." A girl in green wrinkled her nose and walked down the stairs with a sneer.
This girl looks average, but she is more delicate.
"You don't need to meddle in your own business." The purple-robed youth frowned.
"I'm just teaching the people of Yuhuangmen a lesson, don't be arrogant in our Yangzhou." Said, the girl in green picked up the big gun that was chopped off from the ground before, and saw the girl holding the long gun in one hand, With a little force, the spear seemed to have life, and it stabbed directly at the purple-robed youth.
"Overestimating one's abilities." The purple-robed youth sneered and swayed his body, cutting sharply.
"laugh!"
The moment the tip of the spear touched the saber, the face of the purple-robed youth changed drastically. He felt a strange spinning force that made him completely lose control of the saber.
puff!
The point of the long spear stopped directly in front of the throat of the purple-robed young man. The purple-robed young man's face was pale, and he was defeated with just one move.
"good!"
"Yuhuangmen dare to be arrogant in our Yangzhou."
"Good marksmanship."
Immediately, many people in the restaurant cheered up. Kyushu has a strong regional concept, and Yangzhou people are proud of Xingyimen and Guiyuanzong.
"Hmph, you're still far behind." After the girl in green clothes finished speaking, she threw the barrel of the gun at the boy in the tiger-skin battle skirt with shining eyes, and again, thump! thump! thump! On the second floor.
*****
In the private room on the second floor.
The girl in green was sitting with another girl in blue.
The girl in blue said with a bitter face: "Miss, we came out secretly, so don't cause trouble, or, let's, let's go back to Dayan Mountain."
"No!" The green-clothed girl chuckled, "It's rare that daddy retreated and said he was going to make a ninth punch, so I took the opportunity to escape. Miss Ben, how could I go back so easily? Don't worry, Miss Ben's Yi Rong's stunt is learned from my most talented father, even if my mother is in front of me, she won't recognize you and me."