Start with detective Li Yuanfang

Chapter 33 There are very few people in the world who can tie with the poor monk
"L!"

"Is he Li Yuanfang?"

Qiu Yingqiang resisted the movement of turning his head to look, but the face under the helmet was already full of joy.

A sense of solidity lingers in my heart.

The magistrate Cui immediately looked at the street.

In the land of Liangzhou today, this name is already well-known to every household, like thunder!
The common people knew about Li Yuanfang because he led the Liangzhou team to defeat the Tubo team, forcing the arrogant Tubo team to admit defeat in despair, and could not hold their heads up in the following days.

Although a polo match cannot determine the strength of the two countries, it also greatly boosted morale.

This is already a remarkable thing, but compared to ordinary people, County Magistrate Cui also knew that this son was in a hurry to find out the Tubo spy hidden in Liangzhou through an ordinary case, and he immediately paid more attention.

In the eyes of everyone, a man with a handsome appearance came riding on horseback.

When Li Yan got the news, he knew that the matter was of great importance, so he rode the horse that reported to the inner guard and galloped there.

Xiao Hei wanted to follow, but he stayed at home.

Speeding all the way, just in time.

A thousand steps away, he locked onto the monk for the first time.

The shoulders are straightened, the upper body is slightly bent forward, giving off a fierce aura of fighting on the battlefield, and the hand reaches the waist to hold the chain knife.

Hold it flat and draw your sword.

"Chong!"

A sound that shocked the audience spread out.

The monk's body trembled slightly, and his eyes turned around immediately.

Li Yan laughed lightly, and pointed the tip of the knife in the past.

There was a faint tingling sensation between the monk's eyebrows, and his eyes became hot.

Two scorching gazes collided together, shooting out invisible sparks.

"Good opponent!"

Similar thoughts emerged from their minds at the same time.

Li Yan rode fast, while the monk leaped over Qiu Ying and greeted him.

On the long street, the two powers face each other.

Li Yan got off the horse and stood still, holding the knife flat and straight, with a straight back, and his whole body was full of majesty, with an air of looking down on all directions.

The monk stopped and stood still, with his hands hanging down, dignified and unrestrained, and he also had a forceful aura of towering towering and immovable like a mountain.

"The Tubo monk, sitting in a well and looking at the sky, dare to show off his power in my Tang Dynasty?"

The confrontation returned to the confrontation. Li Yan quickly glanced at the field. When he saw the weapons disarmed by the monks piled up at the feet of the Tubo guards, his eyes sank, and he jumped up, like an eagle hitting the sky, and slashed down.

"The benefactor has made an appointment, and he is about to learn the martial arts of the Tang people!"

The monk's soft and pleasant voice sounded, and he clasped his palms vertically, with slightly empty palms.

His palms turned back together suddenly, his fingers intertwined and began to seal.

"Yuan Fang, be careful. Ming Wang Jin is good at the Nine Seals. He has both offensive and defensive skills. He can confuse the mind. He must not fall into the opponent's rhythm!"

Qiu Ying didn't know that Li Yan's master, Dumb Uncle, also came from the inner guard. He was familiar with the true biography of all kinds of strength in the world, and he had dabbled in it when teaching Li Yan, so he couldn't help but reminded him.

But the next moment, he realized that there was no need to worry.

Because Li Yan's chain knife suddenly sped up, and it struck halfway, and the moment the opponent formed a seal, the knife slashed to him.

"Eat my knife!"

"The benefactor is amazing!"

He attacked first with all victories, and his moves were extremely fast, the monk's seal was broken halfway, and in the midst of his busy schedule, his left and right robe sleeves embraced and arched, and he rushed forward to meet him.

"clang!"

The sound of sword clashing sounded, and sparks burst out.

Only then did everyone realize that the monk's hands hidden under the monk's robe were wearing a pair of wrist guards.

It was also this pair of wrist guards that resisted the sharpness of the chain knife.

"Well!"

But the monk snorted, and suffered a dark loss.

He knew that he couldn't retreat, his feet were firmly nailed to the ground like nails, and his waist swayed back like catkins.

Simultaneously, both hands made multiple imprints, using Ming Wang Jin's Great Vajra Wheel imprint to meet him.

However, Li Yan seemed to have anticipated his handling, and lightly withdrew his strength, and with a long roar, launched an offensive like a raging sea.

Bai Shengjin often anticipates the enemy's opportunity, and his saber technique, which is obviously simple and unadorned, has also become unrestrained and unconstrained, like a swallow flying like a fish falling.

All the onlookers felt that he had an irresistible aura of changing the three armies, no matter who was the first to take the lead, he had to avoid the edge for the time being.

But the monk just knew that he could never avoid it.

Ever since, he also did something that surprised everyone.

He actually closed his eyes, and made exquisite movements with his ten fingers, refusing to give in to Li Yan's saber technique.

King Ming's strength allowed the monk to clearly grasp the center of gravity of Li Yan's attack, and instead of being confused by the light of his sword, he faced his fierce and unparalleled attack head-on.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The sound of collisions was endless, Datang's blood boiled with excitement, and he wanted to applaud loudly, while the Tubo people held their breath, and their expressions changed.

Bren Zanren was even more dumbfounded, trying his best to hide his shock, but his expression betrayed him completely.

He knew very well that this monk had strong Buddhist teachings and high martial arts, and was praised as the Little Ming King in Tubo. He went to Chang'an to discuss Buddhism, and let the Tang people see the strong Tubo.

Normally, I would not invite this person at all, but this time because the envoy died and it was related to the state, King Xiao Ming came forward.

Unexpectedly, he used the tiger's skin as a banner. He wanted to imitate the strategy of the Tang people who sent out masters to play polo, and let the Tubo masters beat the Tang Dynasty. In the end, they were the ones who fell behind.

The most hateful thing is that it was the same person who destroyed his plan.

"Li Yuanfang!"

Just as Brenzan was gnashing his teeth, the calmness on the monk's brows could no longer be maintained.

After connecting Li Yan's twelve knives, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the previous peace disappeared, replaced by a look of anger.

Buddha is also angry!
"Bright!"

He uttered the Buddha's voice, raised his hands, and completed the external binding seal in an instant, delaying the sword light for a moment.

At the same time, he stomped on his feet, abruptly breaking out of the encircling circle of the saber.

Li Yan's Yum Knife was broken through for the first time, and the irresistible momentum finally stagnated.

But after all, he took the initiative and changed his strategy decisively.

"Gang!"

The cuffs were bulging, and there was a sound of hunting. It seemed that there was a storm inside, and the dragon and the snake were swimming away.

The Buddha's voice and Dao's voice collided forcefully, and their energy exploded, and the two bodies shook.

In the next move, they both chose not to retreat but to advance.

Li Yan slashed at the monk's right arm with a knife, and the monk pressed his fist on Li Yan's chest.

The moment the chain knife was cut, the monk's robe suddenly swelled up, and the lion seal was formed in his hand, and he drew it obliquely.

When the blade tilted, most of the strength was released, but the monk's robe also hissed and tore apart.

At the same time, Li Yan started his brisk steps, narrowly dodging the Vajra Fury Fist.

But the fist wind also brushed against his shoulders, and he had to block it with the horizontal force of the horns.

His body swayed, and he stepped back, dissipating his strength.

In this round of confrontation, neither of the two took advantage.

But considering that the monk was suppressed by Bai Shengjin just now and took the initiative back through the Buddha's voice, his response can be described as beautiful.

On the contrary, it was Li Yan who was too obsessed with the advantages of exerting strength, and fell to the bottom.

Li Yan was not surprised but happy, his eyes became brighter and sharper.

The monk also said in a melodious voice: "There are not many people in the world who can compete with the poor monk without losing the wind, and the benefactor is very strong!"

Li Yan felt that these words were familiar, and he also recognized them: "My name is Li Yuanfang, what about you?"

The monk clasped his hands together: "Dalun Temple, Kumara!"

I remember where I heard it...

I wonder if you know someone named Jiumozhi?

"I got to see Dalun Ming Wang Jin today. It's a well-deserved reputation. Let's do it again!"

"Stop it!"

Just as Li Yan was about to start the second round of confrontation, a group of people in the distance arrived without any haste, and the head of the Liangzhou governor, Pei Sijian, spoke indifferently.

Only then did he and Kumara react.

Oh, this is not a tournament, but the scene of a murder case!
Sorry, sorry, I forgot.

As soon as the third-rank officials of the imperial court showed up, the atmosphere of conflict finally subsided temporarily.

Li Yanqiang put the knife back into its sheath, and Kumara came over and asked: "I have heard for a long time that the Central Plains has a vast land and rich resources, and there are many talented people. I don't know how many people like your Excellency are there?"

Li Yan saw that he was calm on the surface, but his tone was extremely arrogant. He looked like a hero in the world, only Cao and Jun Er, and the Tang Dynasty was no longer invincible. Captain, he has a good background, but his martial arts are mediocre."

Kumara was startled.

Then I heard Li Yan add: "In my opinion, there are not many people in the world who can draw with you, but there may be many who can beat you to death~"

"Work hard, little monk!"

Li Yan waved his hand, turned and left.

Only Kumara, with confused eyes, was left standing where he was, thinking silently.

　Thanks to the book friend "Tianjing Huntian Baojian" for the reward.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)