Mr. Yangui

Chapter 6
Li Mansion, Dongyuan Campus.

The test is about to take place.

"Wufeng, you come first." Li Lingwu looked at his eldest son and ordered, then winked at Li Zhongyue who was standing aside.

Li Wufeng clasped his fists to Li Zhongyue and said, "Nephew, please ask Uncle Zhongyue for advice."

Li Zhongyue and Li Qing are both the elite children of the side branch of the family, Li Lingwu's younger brother, both of them have reached the middle level of the seventh rank, Li Wufeng is young, but his skill has reached the peak of the sixth rank, this will be a battle between dragons and tigers.

Li Zhongyue took a step forward, put his palms in a posture, and said with a faint smile: "Wufeng be careful."

Everyone retreated, and the atmosphere in the venue became dignified.

"Chong!"

Li Wufeng's iron sword was unsheathed, the red glow soared, the sword energy enveloped Li Zhongyue, the belts of the two of them fluttered, and the onlookers felt a rush of hot air coming towards them.

Those who have no internal strength like Li Wuchang even have Hanshui appearing on their faces, which makes them extremely uncomfortable.

Li Lingwu nodded with a smile. It seems that Li Wufeng's "Cangyan Jue" has reached a certain level of internal strength. "Cangyan Jue" is one of the two major inner strength methods of the Li family. It was passed down by the old man Ye Sang 200 years ago. Department of exercises.

In the field, Li Zhongyue was unmoved, with a smile overflowing from the corner of his mouth, standing with his hands behind his back, looking calm and unhurried, waiting for the opponent to make a move, full of mastery demeanor.

Master duel, especially the momentum.

Li Wufeng couldn't hold back, he shouted loudly, swung the iron sword, swishing it, sending out three sword auras, at the same time the person flew up with the aura, the sword pointed directly at Li Zhongyue.

Li Zhongyue's footsteps moved slightly, dodging the sword energy, and then filled his palms with energy, holding back the sharp sword that Li Wufeng thrust out, and gently pushed forward.

Seemingly a push with no momentum, Li Wufeng felt an unrivaled force coming, unable to touch head-on, so he had to fly behind, temporarily avoiding the sharp edge, without stopping, he flew up again, the iron sword transformed into countless Ten sword shadows attacked Li Zhongyue as fast as lightning, and the red light enveloped Li Zhongyue.

Li Zhongyue turned his palms into fists, taking apart every move.

In an instant, the two sides had already exchanged more than a dozen moves, playing fast and fast, which was dazzling, and the sound of genuine qi clashing was endless.

"It turns out that this is a duel between masters, it's so damn exciting."

Li Wuchang saw a real master fight for the first time, his handsome face flushed with excitement, thinking in his heart: "Grandma is a bear, it is more enjoyable than martial arts TV dramas with special effects, what kind of stuff I met before, Lu That kid Xuan Ming brags all day that he is a super master, I thought that a super master is just like a bear, if I knew that the master is so fierce, I should work hard to practice martial arts, and after I become a master, I can walk sideways on the street."

"boom."

With a muffled sound, Li Wufeng stabbed out the No.14 sword continuously, but found that he couldn't take advantage of it, the move was old, and he was forced to fight the opponent head-on.

The sword light dissipated, Li Wufeng was blown away by a punch, he landed after flying a few feet, retreated a few steps, staggered a bit, and then he was able to stand still.

But Li Zhongyue was still standing there with a calm expression.

Li Wufeng walked over, showing shame, clasped his fists and said: "Uncle Zhongyue's boxing skills are very good, my nephew's swordsmanship is not good enough, I feel ashamed."

Li Zhongyue smiled lightly, and comforted him: "Wufeng is too humble, your set of 'Red Flame Fourteen Styles' has already reached a certain level, but your skill is still shallow, and you suffered a little loss in the hard work just now."

Li Lingwu nodded. This comment was quite pertinent. Just now Li Wufeng's sword style was quite exquisite, but unfortunately his skill was not enough. After Li Zhongyue blocked a round of offensive, he took a chance and knocked him into the air with a simple and rough punch.

The deeper the skill is, the more obvious the difference in one level of skill will be. The two of them, one at the peak of the sixth rank and the other at the middle of the seventh rank, are both top-notch masters.

Li Lingwu said: "Okay, Wufeng swordsmanship has improved again. In the future, we must strengthen our internal strength training and strive to enter the seventh rank as soon as possible."

Starting from the fifth rank, every rank is a bottleneck, breaking through becomes more and more difficult. Li Wufeng has stayed at the peak of the sixth rank for some time. With his aptitude and tenacity, it shouldn't take long to break through the seventh rank.

A 21-year-old seventh-rank master is rare in the entire Central Plains.

Li Wufeng smiled and clapped his hands and said yes, and stepped back to the side with a pretty face. He was 17 years old in the last Martial Arts Conference and lost in the fifth round to Guo Yunlei, who was also the "Five Young Masters of Chang'an". Try to enter Martial Arts Pavilion and choose a good sword inside.

"Wu fear, you and your uncle Qing will try a few tricks." Li Lingwu said to Li Wu fear.

Li Qing is also an intermediate master of the seventh rank, and Li Wuji has just entered the fifth rank, no matter the skill and experience are too far behind, so Li Lingwu only said a few tricks.

Li Wu fear entered the center of the school field, drew out his long sword, and said to Li Qing: "Nephew, please be merciful to Uncle Qing."

Li Qing smiled slightly: "I heard that you have just entered the fifth-rank mark recently, so I am very happy, please."

"Look at the sword." Li Wu fear didn't talk nonsense, raised his breath and moved sideways, circled around Li Qing, and then launched an attack. It seemed that there were two afterimages attacking Li Qing at the same time on the left and right. The momentum is amazing.

It seems that Li Wuji put a lot of effort into his body skills.

Li Qing only defends but does not attack, using both fists and kicks, he easily defuses Li Wu's seemingly violent attack.

After thirty or so moves, Li Qing laughed lightly, and started to move his feet, and then turned into ten shadows, surrounding Li Wu fear.

Li Wuji's face changed drastically, Li Qing's phantoms were everywhere, how should he face it.

Such agility is appalling.

Everyone watched with gusto, and felt their eyes widened, especially Li Wuchang, who opened his mouth and felt stunned.

Li Qing has to collect all kinds of information on weekdays, and most of the time he does it himself, and he pays great attention to the practice of body skills. Judging from his performance just now, he is already a top light kung fu master.

Even Li Lingwu nodded with a smile, full of admiration in his heart.

"Ding."

With a clear and clear sound, Li Wu feared the long sword, his body went limp, and he fell to the ground, breathing heavily, and anyone as clever as Li Lingwu and Li Zhongyue could see clearly that it was Li Qing who flicked on the blade of the sword just now.

After the afterimage dissipated, Li Qing stretched out his hand and pulled Li Wu'ai up: "Wu'er's body skills are good, given time, he should achieve something."

Li Wuhou stood up with a look of shame on his face, just now he wanted to show off his skills, but now it seems that it is tantamount to playing tricks.

"Okay." Li Lingwu nodded. He was quite satisfied with Li Wuju's performance. Although he was not as good as Li Wufeng, he was definitely a leader among his peers.

Li Wuchang was stunned at this moment, his saliva dripped out, he rushed to Li Qing's side, flatteringly said: "What move did Uncle Qing use just now, I can't even see where you are, can you teach me?"

Li Qing said lightly: "It's just ordinary light work, want to learn it? Let's talk about it after entering the third rank."

"Is this considered ordinary light work?" Li Wuchang was speechless.

"Practice makes perfect. When it comes to light skills, yesterday's Ghost Shadow Snitch is the master. Even Du Chengye has to follow him to eat ashes. It's a pity that he is arrogant and looks down on Du Chengye. He dared to fight head-on with Du Chengye, who is the best at fighting tough battles." , otherwise you won’t get hurt, and hide away.” Li Qing laughed.

Li Wuchang thought of the man in black and the book "Ghost Shadow and Body Technique" that he saw in the morning, he hesitated to speak.

"Forget it, it's better not to meddle in other people's business. It's useless to tell them now. Could it be that you handed over those two torn books? That's not acceptable. That's my favor." Li Wuchang secretly slapped Xiao Jiujiu.

Li Lingwu looked at Li Wuchang, and said, "Wuchang, seeing that you are injured, I will not make things difficult for you as a father. You can choose any one in the school grounds, and show my father a few tricks."

Everyone burst into laughter, and Li Wuju laughed very happily. Every time he saw Li Wuchang being deflated, he was very happy. In his opinion, Li Wuchang was not worthy to be a child of the Li family at all.

"Damn it, am I that bad?" Li Wuchang thought bitterly, his eyes swept across the crowd.

Li Lingwu stared at Li Wuchang, and said coldly: "If you lose, and argue with the third prince, hum, you know the consequences."

Li Wuchang's scalp was numb, and he said: "That... no, it's that Han Dazhi, I..." gestured with both hands, wanting to explain, but seeing Li Lingwu staring at him, he couldn't continue.

"Choose one at random?" Li Wuchang had no choice but to see that there were quite a few people in the school grounds, most of whom knew martial arts. He glanced over and saw the second butler Qian Gui who was bent over, his eyes lit up: "I choose Butler Qian."

"Shameless." Li Wu fear scolded.

Steward Qian rolled his eyes, he had never learned martial arts, and he was too old.

"Qian, what's wrong with Steward Qian? He dreamed that he became a fairy a few days ago. Maybe he can spell now. Is it easy for me to fight him?" Li Wuchang argued in order to pass the test.

Steward Qian said helplessly: "Fourth Young Master, for the sake of the old slave's years of hard work, let the old slave be spared."

Li Wuxi stepped forward and suggested: "Father, let my entourage Zhang Tong and my fourth brother do a few tricks." Then he waved to a thin young boy.

Li Wuchang recognized this Zhang Tong.

He is Li Wuji's servant, relying on his knowledge of martial arts, he is quite domineering among the servants on weekdays, and relying on Li Wuhou's backing, he never takes Li Wuchang seriously, sometimes his words are somewhat disrespectful.

Li Lingwu nodded, indicating yes.

Everyone smiled slightly, Zhang Tong is the son of Zhang Shidong in the nursing home at home, he has just started martial arts and is about to reach the second rank, so he should have no problem dealing with Li Wuchang.

Zhang Tong cupped his hands towards Li Wuchang, and said respectfully: "Little Zhang Tong, please give advice to Fourth Young Master."

"Okay, looking at you, you should be on par with me, let's choose a weapon." Li Wuchang walked to the weapon rack, looked up and down, thinking about what weapon to take.

Zhang Tong said with a smile: "The little one likes to play fists and kicks, the fourth young master can do whatever he wants."

"Do you still need to use weapons to deal with a mediocre player like you?" Li Wu fear sarcastically said.

Zhang Tong also looked confident, although his words were extremely polite, but Li Wuchang knew that he didn't take himself seriously at all.

Li Wuchang has become accustomed to it. Most of the servants in the family are polite to him on the surface, but they have said a lot of bad things about him in secret, but they dare not speak out like the second brother.

It's true, who would look down on a bastard who only knows how to cause trouble?
I don't know why, but today Li Wuchang is getting angry for no reason.

"Nurse, I'm sorry, I won't make steamed buns today to make a point, so you guys who look down on people can see what it means to be insidious."

Li Wuchang cursed in his heart, squatted down, turned his back to everyone and grabbed a handful of plaster, held it in the palm of his hand, thinking of tricks, and made up his mind to take Zhang Tong down.

He stood up and said in a dignified manner: "Okay, I don't need a weapon, I'm going to fight with you, first agree, don't hit me in the face, I still have a wound on my head."

"Fourth young master, please rest assured." Zhang Tong put on a posture.

Li Wuchang half-closed his eyes, looked at Zhang Tong, and wondered how to start.

"Yeah." Suddenly, Li Wuchang yelled, clenched his fists and rushed forward, thinking that Zhang Tong was thinner than himself, so he came to the front first, and punched him hard to see if he could knock him down.

Zhang Tong smiled slightly, and punched Li Wuchang on the shoulder first.

Li Wuchang only felt a gust of air entering his body, like an electric shock, his body went numb, he retreated two feet away, and almost fell to the ground.

"Grandma is a bear, I made a mistake, I forgot that Zhang Tong knows kung fu, he has real energy." Li Wuchang groaned in his heart.

Fortunately, Zhang Tong's internal strength is not high, otherwise Li Wuchang would have been injured just now.

It seems that reckless fighting is not enough, you have to use tactics, you have to pass this level, otherwise there is absolutely no good fruit to eat in the fight with the third prince.

"Look, handjob." Li Wuchang widened his eyes, pointed his right hand behind Zhang Tong, and shouted in surprise, as if he saw something very extraordinary.

Everyone jumped, and all looked in the direction Li Wuchang was pointing at.

Zhang Tong was also taken aback for a moment, subconsciously looked behind him, and saw a few birds parked on the eaves.

It's obviously a gray bird, but what kind of gray chicken is it? Zhang Tong thought to himself, whether the fourth young master's brain was broken by the third prince, what's the fuss about it.

Zhang Tong thought about it, but when he turned around, he was punched hard on the face, and his jaw felt loose.

Li Wuchang withdrew his fist, stepped back a few steps, laughed, and made a gesture, extremely arrogant, this right uppercut showed his strength.

Zhang Tong realized that he had been tricked, and felt slightly annoyed. He stepped up and was about to knock down Li Wuchang with a punch, but unexpectedly, a handful of plaster floated in his face. He quickly closed his eyes, and immediately felt a pain in his jaw, and he was hit again. Uppercut, just about to step back, but someone grabbed his shoulders, and then his lower abdomen was hit hard by his knee.

The top was so strong that Zhang Tong couldn't bear it anymore, and fell to the ground, bending over like a prawn, touching his lower abdomen with his palms, and twitching slightly.

Unexpectedly, this first-grade expert was directly beaten to the ground by Li Wuchang's unreasonable three-axes.

"I won, hahaha, brother Zhang admits it." Li Wuchang cupped his hands and laughed.

Zhang Tong's face was flushed, and he hurriedly said that he didn't dare, and his expression was embarrassing. The others were dumbfounded and couldn't say a word.

"Heretician way." After a long while, Li Wu fear choked out a sentence.

"Second Brother, when you are dueling with others, should you tell others not to use putty and not to cheat with words?" Li Wuchang looked serious.

"You..." Li Wuju was furious, pointing at Li Wuchang, speechless.

Li Zhongyue looked at Li Wuchang with admiration, for he would do everything he could to fight the enemy.

Li Lingwu had no expression on his face, and said indifferently: "You pass the test, but the small method of spreading mud is inferior in the end. Strengthening one's own strength is the right way, and the matter of arguing with the third prince is over."

Li Wuchang was secretly happy, and finally passed the test.

"I hope you can perform well in the Martial Arts Conference in a few months. If you don't pass three rounds, I will send you to the Jizhou army as a father. They are fighting with the Khitan people there. You should weigh it carefully." Li Lingwu said again.

Li Wuchang was shocked, the joy of the victory just now vanished, he had heard that the Khitans were extremely cruel, asking him to fight the Khitans would be tantamount to killing him.

Li Lingwu ignored Li Wuchang, left the school grounds, and went to the dining room of the east courtyard.

It's lunch time.

(End of this chapter)