surnamed Wang

For the familiar elders, Tang Jing had nothing to hide, and directly asked for a competition.

Before coming this time, Tang Yue asked him to choose three masters to defeat on the sixth floor, and the most powerful among them was naturally Li Huoyun.

Tang Chen was still young, so he couldn't help being arrogant and careless. Failure was also expected. After hearing his story, Tang Qisheng stroked his goatee and said:
"Tang Jing, don't be discouraged. This is a good thing for you. You can recognize your own lack of ability and choose a suitable opponent. This is what a Jianghu person should have self-knowledge.

Don't be afraid of the jokes of you two juniors. When I was young, I fought and escaped far more times than I fought for my life. If you can fight well, you can fight and run if you can't. Saving your life is the last word. For those who have been famous for a long time The old monsters in the rivers and lakes should be even more so.

I remember that about 20 years ago, like you, I wanted to be a swordsman. I learned bad swordsmanship from my master for a few years, and I thought I was invincible. I challenged the sword fairy at that time, but I was overthrown by the opponent. In a puddle of mud by the side of the road.

Later, my aptitude in swordsmanship was really mediocre, so I changed to practice other skills, but this incident also made me understand a truth, you must do what you can when you walk in the rivers and lakes, otherwise you will lose your life if you are not careful. "

Tang Qisheng's self-exposing of his shortcomings made Hong Mao's affection for him double, and the young man couldn't help but echoed:
"Senior's words are too reasonable, exactly the same as what my master taught me."

"Then your master should be a man of great wisdom." Tang Qisheng laughed.

"It's too rewarding. Master and his old man are also out of experience. At the beginning, they suffered a lot because they underestimated the enemy. That's why they taught me that I must develop insignificantly."

"Wretched..." Tang Qisheng had a strange expression on his face.

"I don't know what it means, probably just be careful." The boy said carelessly.

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The two sang together, and Tang Jing on the side couldn't help but fell into deep thought. Although he had escaped from death many times these years, he was still in the three-acre land of Tangmen. There is no corpse left.

Thinking of this, the young man bowed to the man in the cell who spoke out:

"Tang Jing once again thanked Mr. Tang for his enlightenment."

Tang Qisheng waved his hand and said, "It's just a trivial matter, don't you still want to compete with me?"

Tang Jing nodded, "Mr. Laotang is here."

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The two still came to the martial arts platform on the sixth floor of the dungeon, which was very close to the third cell, so Li Huoyun immediately noticed the situation here.

The old man in the cell looked up, Tang Qisheng also felt something, he paused, looked back, the two of them arched each other, as a greeting, Hong Mao looked strange when he saw this, and asked:

"Senior Tang is very familiar with that old man?"

The man shook his head and said with a smile:

"There are only a few encounters. Although I used to be a guest of the Tang Sect, I am now a prisoner like him. In the dungeon where there is no sunlight all year round, these masters who used to be disobedient in the world are now very united, just waiting for the day Breaking through the prison cell and bloodbathing the Tang Sect.

They don't know about my past, so they take me for granted as a like-minded person. In order to avoid unnecessary troubles, I won't hold back when I'm in the ring. "

Tang Jing nodded when he heard the words, "It's exactly what this junior wants."

On the ring, Tang Qisheng, who looks like Zhou Zheng and still has a somewhat easy-going atmosphere, starts with a wide-ranging foreign kung fu. He didn't use his best swordsmanship, but punched and kicked.

Although Tang Qisheng said that he would not give in, he still did not do his best. He was not so much fighting with the opponent as he was giving him moves. He opened and relaxed, which not only put a certain amount of pressure on the young man, but also did not cause him Make him scramble.

Hong Mao in the audience couldn't bear to watch it. This Mr. Tang is a top-notch sparring partner. In the past, old man Ye accompanied him to practice swords. If he disagreed with him, the wooden sword would be broken. He is still a child at a young age. Thinking of shaking arms and prestige.

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During the battle with Tang Jing, Tang Qisheng's eyes flashed admiration from time to time. Although he is only a disciple, he has stayed in Tangmen for so many years, and his feelings are always strong. Now seeing such a talented junior, he naturally feels comforted.

After Tang Qisheng finished warming up, he said in a low voice, "Be careful."

As soon as the words fell, his punches came through the air, causing bursts of explosions. Seeing this, Tang Jing quickly crossed his arms to parry, but was still punched back five or six steps by the opponent.

Tang Jing shook his aching arm, clenched his fists again, exerted strength under his feet, and rushed forward in an instant, and then swung out with a punch. Although he couldn't reach the opponent's power, he still had three or four points and five points. Sexually similar.

Tang Qisheng's eyes were full of admiration, and he laughed and rushed forward, punching the opponent in the chest, but he himself didn't get much advantage, and was also punched back three or four steps.

Tang Jing's throat was sweet, and his face flushed with unnatural redness. After he swallowed the blood again, his face eased a bit. The middle-aged man opposite him seemed to be completely fine. He patted his chest and said:
"Tang Jing, there's no need for you to confront me head-on. I practice Fuhuquan and iron cloth shirts. There are few opponents in hand-to-hand combat."

The young man was also excited, grinning, "Come again!" After saying that, he rushed forward.

Tang Qisheng shook his head, and said to himself that he was young and energetic, but he also jumped up without hesitation.

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"What's the situation with these two people, do they have revenge for killing their father?" Hong Mao, who was standing below watching, couldn't help but groaned as he watched the two people on the stage exchange punches and kicks.

These two people are doing the deeds of hurting the enemy one thousand and self-defeating eight hundred. Where did the "life-saving" just mentioned go?The young man asked himself that he had never traded at a loss. Seeing the two of them exchanging injuries for injuries was meaningless. Just when he was thinking about whether he should also pick a prisoner to practice, the situation on the stage suddenly changed:
Tang Qisheng, who was still fine after being punched more than a dozen times, first paused, and then his hands and feet became uncoordinated. He opened his eyes wide in surprise and looked at Tang Jing. The latter wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, squeezed out a smile and said:

"Mr. Tang, you taught me that survival is the most important thing, so I decided not to be that shit hero, but to be a villain."

With that said, Tang Jing took out a medicine bottle and shook it, then continued:
"The poison that softens tendons and bones, I smeared it on my clothes, after several fights, you should have a lot of it on your hands."

Hearing the words, Tang Qisheng raised his hand and smelled it, then laughed dumbly and said:
"You boy, in the end, you used me first."

"Mr. Tang taught me well."

"Okay, I admit defeat, don't tell your master when you turn around, she is all about training you to be a swordsman.

The outcome has been decided, and in the cell, Tang Jingchao, the middle-aged man who had helped him many times, cupped his hands and said:
"Before coming here, Master asked me to bring a sentence to Mr. Tang Sect has never treated Mr. as a prisoner. You can come up with it anytime you want."

"I know, it's just that I still can't pass the test in my heart. I have accepted my heart, and the demons in my heart have not been eliminated for a day, so I'd better stay here and be more at ease."

Tang Jingjing nodded, did not insist, took his leave and turned to leave.

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After the two of them had walked far away, Hong Mao whispered to Tang Jing:
"Senior Tang, is he interested in your master?"

Tang Jing glanced at him, but did not reply, while the young man still said to himself:
"I think it must be. Otherwise, why doesn't he tease others because of his demonic nature? Also, he is practicing Buddhist exercises, and inner demons are what he wants most. I don't think this is far from it."

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