Xiaobai Wandering the World of Martial Arts

"Oh...that's all!"

Hearing the first half of the sentence, Bai Ziyang's heart tightened. Did the plan fail?

"The old way bets you with his master's martial arts."

Bai Ziyang breathed a sigh of relief, and continued calmly, "Martial arts? I'm a scholar, why do I learn it? And it's useless to learn it. A scholar is 22 years old. The old man thinks a scholar is easy to deceive?"

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Ask for flowers, ask for collections.The new book will never be a eunuch, so you can store it with confidence, fatten it up and then slaughter it.

Chapter 7 is amazing.

Bai Ziyang breathed a sigh of relief, and continued calmly, "Martial arts? I'm a scholar, why do I learn it? And it's useless to learn it. A scholar is 22 years old. The old man thinks a scholar is easy to deceive?"

"Who said you can't learn at the age of 22? Who told you that it's useless to learn? If you don't have internal strength, you can do it lightly. The old Taoist will teach you the master's unique skills."

"God can change? It sounds like that, forget it, hurry up. I don't care, it doesn't matter, as long as you care, it's fine if you don't bother me."

Taoist Mu Sang moved the palms of both hands up and down, and he spit out a mouthful of turbid air. Just now he couldn't help hitting someone again.

The two sat down again, and Bai Ziyang took the white piece next to him from Taoist Mu Sang. After the adjustment, Taoist Mu Sang was impatient: "Brother Bai is very skilled at chess, and the old master will definitely do his best. Let the old man make the move first, and in the second round it will be Brother Bai's turn."

"What about the second round, just one round, I'll let you go first, what a shameless old man." Seeing this guy actually fooling himself in reverse, with such shamelessness, Bai Ziyang wanted to write a convincing word.

"Da da da…"

There is no darkness, no ambiguity, and the facts have proved that if the difference in strength between the two is too great, they cannot communicate with each other unless one person is really playing tricks.

Taoist Mu Sang, with fine sweat on his forehead, has pulled out several beards without realizing it.

It's just a cup of tea, the board is white, and there are only a few scattered sunspots that will be eaten sooner or later. Logically speaking, the sunspots should abstain before 30 moves, but this bull-nosed man is still struggling without realizing it. The plate full of Baizi and Baiziyang didn't give him any face, and brandished a butcher knife to kill them all.

"Boom!" "You and the stinking student, you actually framed me in the first two games, and such a superb chess skill actually gave way on purpose, what is your intention to lie to the old man's magical skills?"

The stone table was slapped by Taoist Mu Sang and called out "Five Fingers Mountain".

Although he was right, how could things be explained in this way? Despite Bai Ziyang's vile appearance, he has a tough temper, and with a slap, his palms were red and painful, and he didn't lose his momentum.

"Young villain, file a complaint first, Niubi! In the first two games, your uncle Bai played two sets of guiding chess for you, and you didn't feel ashamed, and you didn't know it, but you said I gave in? If you don't give in, you say I lied to you? Then what kind of piggy dog ​​becomes an old man? No more, Uncle Bai wants to write today's incident as a teahouse joke, and tell the whole world that there is such a shameless guy with a broken iron chessboard."

After yelling at Bai Ziyang, he got up and left. Mu Sang, who was stunned by his yelling, knew that something was wrong, so if this scholar went to the teahouse to tell the story of today, the old man would still have the face to gain a foothold in the world?

Bai Ziyang, who left with extreme steps, was secretly anxious, and kept saying in his heart: Leave me now...leave me soon...leave me soon...leave me soon...

Suddenly a book fell from the sky, and it landed in Bai Ziyang's hands. On the four pages of the book, "Pig's Walk" was not "God's Walk", Bai Ziyang's hands trembled unconsciously, and he couldn't stop it.

Taoist Mu Sang's voice came from behind: "I'll show you one day, and give it back to me after one day. The old Taoist has to follow you for one day. It's really a teacher's rule. The old Taoist has broken the rules, so the scholar should not embarrass the old Taoist anymore. .”

Like a monk who was raped, extremely wronged!

Bai Ziyang rolled his eyes, turned around, walked into the booth and sat down, looking at random with a look of disdain, whether he knew it or not, Bai Ziyang had a photographic memory, cultivated by the old man with a stick, this ability is not a joke.

Just at this moment, a carriage came to this side, the groom looked anxious, and slapped the horse hard with a whip.It seems that someone is chasing.Soon after, the carriage stopped in front of the Bajiao Pavilion, and eight Dongchang fanzi riding horses surrounded the carriage.

The eight people were all dressed in black clothes, and the first one waved at the groom with a whip. A bloodstain appeared on the groom's face immediately, and he rolled off the horse.The eight Dongchang fans laughed loudly.The man was waiting to hit him again, when a loud yell came from the car.

"Stop!" As soon as he finished speaking, a man in his fifties with a black beard on his chin came out of the carriage.

"Huang Zunsu, you disobeyed the factory owner's order and dared to abscond in fear of crime?!" The leading burly man snapped.

Huang Zunsu glanced at the eight people coldly, and said: "Wait for rebellion! I, Huang, would like to ask, is this world owned by the current emperor, or that bastard eunuch?! Huang also wants to ask, should Huang be killed?" So-and-so, is it the order of the Holy Majesty, or his order from Wei Zhongxian?!"

The burly man was silenced by Huang Zunsu's few words, his face turned green and white, and he said angrily: "His grandma is a bear, I'm such a vulgar person, I can't compare with you scholars. You don't care whose orders I listen to, Take your life!"

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Ask for flowers, ask for collections.The new book will never be a eunuch, so you can store it with confidence, fatten it up and then slaughter it.

Chapter 8 The Peerless Genius Bai Ziyang.

The burly man was silenced by Huang Zunsu's few words, his face turned green and white, and he said angrily: "His grandma is a bear, I'm such a vulgar person, I can't compare with you scholars. You don't care whose orders I listen to, Take your life!"

Just after scolding, the burly man shook his right hand, and the soft cowhide whip was whipped towards Huang Zunsu's face. At the same time, seven people around the burly man also pulled out their sabers.

Huang Zunsu stood proudly at the front of the car, looking at the eight people with contempt, without any fear in his eyes.

I'll go, Huang Zunsu?Isn't this a representative of the Donglin Party?The bones are extremely hard, and the integrity is nothing to say.Most importantly, he has several wonderful sons.It doesn't matter if you don't know him, but if you don't know his son, then you should go back and study for a few more years.

Because his son's name is Huang Zongxi.

"call out……"

A pebble flew out, and with a muffled pop, the burly man who made the whip fell off his horse, and the remaining seven people immediately said angrily: "Who dares to stop the Dongchang arrest?! You can't rebel?!"

In the octagonal pavilion, Taoist Mu Sang laughed mockingly!Turning his head and seeing Bai Ziyang's disgusted expression, a glint of admiration flashed in his eyes.

The remaining seven fans turned their heads around to search, and saw a young man in his twenties reading a book in the Bajiao Pavilion in front of him, and a sloppy Taoist, who immediately ignored them and scolded angrily: "Little bastard, you dare to stop the arrest of Dongchang!" ? I see you are tired of living!"

Hearing the cursing, Bai Ziyang put down his half-seen magical skills, and pointed at himself speechlessly?It seems to be asking: Are you talking about me?

"Good boy, you're still pretending to be stupid! You're looking for death yourself, and you can't blame others! I will kill this rebellious minister and thief, and you will be rewarded with a hundred taels of silver and promoted to a hundred households of Jinyiwei!"

The burly man shot down from his horse by Taoist Mu Sang looked at Bai Ziyang resentfully, and said through gritted teeth.

Originally, they were extremely angry, but now they were stimulated by promotion and silver, those Dongchang fans shouted angrily, and all rushed forward.

Seeing the dog leg rushing over with a murderous look on his face, Bai Ziyang also experienced Dou E's feeling once.