Martial arts god level time travel system

"The food in the restaurant is not interesting. Huang Rong supported her chin with one hand and said a little critically.

"Isn't that easy? let's go outside the city and catch a few pheasants and hares, the fresh game is definitely more interesting than the one in the restaurant." "

"Okay, okay! Brother Xiao, let's go. When the time comes, I'll make you a very tasty dish. When Huang Rong heard this suggestion, her eyes suddenly lit up.

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When the moon is full, in a secluded grove outside the city.

Xiao Baiye and Huang Rong each caught a few pheasants and hares, and now they are preparing to make them into exquisite game. Xiao Baiye was in charge of handling hares, while Huang Rong wrapped a few cleaned pheasants with lotus leaves, planning to make them called chemical chickens

"Brother Xiao, I'll let you taste my craftsmanship later. Huang Rong wrapped the lotus leaf in clay, then put it into the fire and covered it with firewood.

When Xiao Baiye heard this, he smiled, and said, "Okay, then Brother Xiao will also show you a hand and let you taste the game I roasted." As he spoke, Xiao Baiye placed the hare in his hand on the bonfire and flipped it.

It didn't take long for the rabbit to turn golden/colored and the scent wafted out. Xiao Baiye flipped the rabbit casually, adding spices on the side. Brush the rich golden rabbit meat with sauce, pepper, cumin, refined salt, and so on.

When Xiao Baiye's rabbit barbecue is completed, on the other side, Huang Rong's called chicken is also ready.

"Wow, Brother Xiao, why does your roasted rabbit meat smell so good? Huang Rong looked at the rabbit meat in Xiao Baiye's hand with an admiring expression.

Xiao Baiye smiled slightly, took out a few platters, and placed the prepared game on the rocks on the side.

Just as the two were about to enjoy the next meal, an abrupt voice sounded behind them.

"Two little friends, I wonder if this chicken fart/stock can be called to me?".

Hearing this unfamiliar voice, the two looked back. I saw a middle-aged beggar standing behind him, this person had a rectangular face, a slight beard under his chin, thick hands and feet, his clothes were covered with patches, but he was cleanly washed, holding a green bamboo cane in his hand, as clear as jade, and carrying a large gourd with vermilion paint on his back.

However, Xiao Baiye knows that when a person's kung fu has reached a certain level, his spirit is sufficient, and his skin is smooth and full, others cannot tell his true age from his face. As for the identity of this person, it is still necessary to guess? You can know who it is just by looking at his dress.

"Quick, chicken fart/share for me!" The beggar looked at the chicken in the hands of the two of them with a salivating expression, and begged again.

Familiar dialogue, familiar bridges!

Isn't this the seventh prince of Beibeg?

Xiao Baiye couldn't help but smile in his heart, and handed the half of the roast chicken that was about to have chicken fart/shares to Hong Qigong.

"This is called a chicken, senior, you can taste it. "

Hong Qigong took the roast chicken and ate it unceremoniously. While eating, his eyes were bright and full of appreciation: "Wonderful, wonderful, even if I call Hua Ancestor, I can't make such a great call Hua Chicken." "

"Do you want some rabbit meat?" Huang Rong grinned, her eyes noticed Hong Qigong's nine fingers, with her intelligence and cleverness, how could she not guess that the one in front of her was one of the five unique nine-fingered beggars?

"Okay, thank you for your kindness. Hong Qigong happily took the roast rabbit, and after taking a bite and tasting the rich meat of cumin, he immediately danced excitedly.

"It's delicious, it's delicious! Lao Zhaohua has never eaten such delicious roast rabbit meat. "

Huang Rong saw Hong Qigong like this, and for a while, she was also very curious about what Xiao Baiye's roast rabbit tasted like.

At that moment, Huang Rong picked up a rabbit leg and bit it down and tasted it herself.

"Brother Xiao, your craftsmanship is actually better than me! If I had known this, I would not have made a fool of myself in front of you. "

"No, Brother Huang Xian, your so-called chicken is also very delicious. Xiao Baiye smiled and shook the chicken leg in his hand.

Hearing Xiao Baiye's appreciation, Huang Rong smiled, secretly happy in her heart.

"Really, Brother Xiao, if you like to eat, how about I make it for you in the future?"

"Well, of course that's fine. "

In this way, the three of them each divided the game in the platter. After being full of wine and food, Hong Qigong patted his stomach and said again and again: "This time, I always called Hua to you, and I ate such delicious game, I can't say it if I don't teach you a few martial arts as a reward..." "

"The seniors are slow, and we can mention the matter of teaching kung fu later. Before that, the junior kid had a reckless request. Xiao Baiye interrupted Hong Qigong's words. He knew the kindness of a meal, and at most asked Hong Qigong to teach him a set of palm techniques for a leisurely trip.

This obviously did not meet Xiao Baiye's planning and needs, after all, what he really wanted was to learn the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending from Hong Qigong.

But the eighteen palms of the dragon descended as a beggar gang. For this reason, Xiao Baiye naturally had to put some thought into it.

"Oh, what do you want, just say it. "

"I have long heard that your martial arts skills are superb, especially the eighteen palms of the dragon in one hand, and there are few opponents in the world. The junior kid is not talented, and he wants to learn something. Xiao Baiye stood up and bluntly revealed the other party's identity.

Hong Qigong was stunned for a moment, and then carefully looked at Xiao Baiye a few times.

The more he looked at this, the more wonderful Hong Qigong's expression became.

After half a ring, Hong Qigong smiled bitterly: "It turns out that Lao Zhaohua looked away just now, and Xiaoyou turned out to be a martial arts master!"

"So, did the seniors agree?".

"It's just a competition, Lao Zhaohua just ate your food, what's the harm in accompanying you?" Hong Qigong smiled heartily, put on a posture of playing in the water, and said: "Come on, let Lao Zhaohua learn the tricks of Xiaoyou." "

"Senpai, be careful. Xiao Baiye's eyes condensed slightly, and then he waved his hand to cast the Tianshan Six Yang Palm, and quickly slapped it towards Hong Qigong.

As the top master of the Carefree School, the Six Yang Palms of the Tianshan Mountains can be said to be not inferior to the Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon.

Of course, considering that Hong Qigong's internal strength was inferior to his own, Xiao Baiye did not do his best, but only used thirty percent of his strength.

But even with the strength of thirty percent, with Xiao Baiye's eighty years of strength, it is by no means so easy to resist.

Xiao Baiye waved his palm, and at this time, Hong Qigong only felt a gust of wind sweeping, and his energy was overflowing. Immediately understood that this Xiao Baiye had profound internal skills, skillful moves, and martial arts were probably not under him.

At that moment, Hong Qigong put away his thoughts, and greeted him with regret.

The two palms slammed together, and suddenly, a muffled sound opened, and a powerful energy swept around. Between the flying sand and stones, Huang Rong on the side couldn't withstand the surging internal force, and her figure took five or six steps back before slowing down.

Then, Huang Rong began to watch the competition between the two on the field intently.

The first time they faced each other, the two fought hard. However, Xiao Baiye only used thirty percent of his internal strength, so he felt much better than Hong Qigong.

"Xiaoyou's internal strength should be so strong! But since it is a competition, Xiaoyou's big hand is not as good as keeping your hands. If you lose, it's always called that your chemical skills are not as good as others. After Hong Qigong said this with a smile, he waved his hand and made a move to see Long Zaitian, and shot it head-on.