The First Family of Tang Dynasty

Seeing Cheng Chuliang and Niu Wei Tuo both hung extremely thick thick felts on their chests for protection, and then began to walk slowly a few steps.

With a sudden shout, Cheng Chuliang took the lead but was opened by Niu Wei Tuo obliquely.

Seeing the two of you coming and going, the sound of clashing was endless. After a dozen times, I suddenly heard Niu Weituo's unhappy roar.

"Cheng Lao Er, I don't need you to let me."

"Hey, okay!" Cheng Chuliang was happy, grinning wide, revealing a ferocious smile, and suddenly squinted.

At this moment, the speed suddenly increased by three minutes. After only a few breaths, Cheng Chubi heard Niu Wei Tuo let out a muffled grunt, staggering back several steps.

"One blow!" Cheng Chu shouted in silence.

Cheng Chuliang raised his arms towards the sky, and then moved forward again. After Niu Wei Tuo coughed twice, he clenched the long rod in his hand again.

The two were strangling together again, and Niu Wei Tuo hit another blow, and the huge impact forced him to retreat.

After Cheng Chusi roared three blows, Cheng Chuliang adjusted his breathing, smiled triumphantly, and threw the bar to the Niu Bajin who was standing aside.

"The Persian scimitar belongs to me."

"Come, it's yours, Boss Cheng, come..." Niu Weituo was already sweating on his cheeks, but still excited, he silently hooked his finger towards Cheng Chu.

"Ha, yes, old Cheng is here." Cheng Chumo was overjoyed, jumped out directly, caught the bar thrown by Niu Bajin, and started to try his hand.

"Second brother, awesome." Cheng Chubi said with a thumbs up convincingly towards Cheng Chuliang.

"What am I? You haven't seen Dad and Uncle Yuchi fight, that's the real master." Cheng Chuliang took a breath and shook his head.

While talking, I saw Cheng Chumo and Niu Wei Tuo fiercely confronting again, and Cheng Chubi was a little dazzled.

They strike, a bit like the bayonet of later generations, but they are not very similar, because the lower body rarely moves, but the upper body appears extremely flexible.

Seeing his old third stared his eyes straight, Cheng Chuliang happily explained to Cheng Chubi in a low voice.

The reason why the lower body is so stable is that, as a general, he is always riding and seldom fighting. Therefore, the bottom plate must be steady.

The upper body must be flexible enough, because when the lower body cannot move, you want to dodge the enemy's attacks.

It relies on the movement of the upper body in a small area and the resistance of the weapon in the hand.

This made Cheng Chubi stunned. It's no wonder that later generations of martial arts have to practice horse stance. Maybe the so-called horse stance refers to more than just a stance.

It is also a posture that must be maintained when the generals are riding and fighting.

Although Niu Weituo was tenacious, he was almost completely defeated in the end. Well, after being hit by Cheng Chumo twice, he hit the opponent with Cheng Chumo on the third hit.

After all, the answer sheet was not handed in by two three to zero.

Cheng Chumo threw the pole at Niu Bajin, and looked at Niu Wei Tuo carefully before shook his head after a long while.

"Wouldn't your kid be practicing strikes all the time, right?"

"You have all the basics, and you don't have any hands. It's just that you haven't faced the enemy for a long time, so you can lose so fast."

Niu Bajin heard this and couldn't help saying. "Master Cheng said that my family..."

"Bajin shut up!" Niu Weituo glared at this guy, and Niu Bajin could only shut his mouth aggrievedly.

"Brother Wei Tuo, what's wrong, still thinking about going to the battlefield?" Cheng Chumo couldn't help but lightly beat Niu Wei Tuo's chest and asked in a low voice.

"I'll talk about it later, now is not the time to talk about this." After two consecutive battles, the panting Niu Wei Tuo smiled and swept across the idlers in the courtyard.

"Uncle Baifu, serve wine, good wine, food, and more meat. I want to have a good meal with a few brothers."

"Okay, don't worry, the young man, the villain will do it now. Let me move everything quickly, good wine and good food, quickly bring it..."

Originally, the Niu Mansion, whose atmosphere had been particularly depressed for several years, seemed to have been injected with new vitality, and suddenly became noisy.

"If you want to drink and eat meat, wait a while, Niu brother, you can sit down honestly for me, there are three prosthetic limbs, you try them all..."

Cheng Chubi hurriedly stopped Niu Wei Tuo from wishing to have a good drink in the next second, first took off the prosthesis on his left foot and checked it carefully.

I was sure that the adhesions were very firm, and there was no deformation everywhere, and I was relieved.

"It's okay, Brother Niu, you try these three again..." Cheng Chubi pointed his hand, and the servant next to him took out the other three identical prostheses.

Niu Wei Tuo couldn't help laughing and crying when he looked at the four prosthetic limbs. "Brother Hyun, are you too much?"

Cheng Chubi stared unhappily at the Niu Wei Tuo who had just put on the prosthesis and was struggling with his two brothers.

"It's so much more, just like your tossing method, so that the prosthesis that was originally used for ten or eight years will not be broken, and it will be good if it can be supported for one or two years."

Hearing this, Niu Wei Tuo grinned, smiled a little bit embarrassedly, and asked tentatively. "Or, how about making ten or eight for Brother Yu?"

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Cheng Chubi despised Niu Weituo's immoral behavior that he could not wait to fill the room with prosthetic limbs.

Besides, no matter how much you do, if this thing is not maintained for a long time, you are also worried that it will rust or cause other problems.

After listening to Cheng Chubi's explanation, Niu Wei Tuo could only give up this plan angrily.

However, with the prosthesis made by Cheng Chubi, should I worry about the lack of it in the future?

Just less than halfway through the food and drink, Pei hurried over, and the mother and son groaned outside the house for a while.

Fortunately, Pei knew that his son wanted to greet people, and greeted Niu Wei Tuo kindly to entertain the Cheng family one-two-three, and then he left with satisfaction.

Niu Wei Tuo, who put on the prosthetic feet, couldn't wait to stand all the time, and stood up to toast at every turn.

The protagonist is so enthusiastic, how could the three brothers of the old Cheng family not accept the move, and Niu Wei Tuo slammed down on the case.

Next, the three brothers from the old Cheng family killed each other, drinking until the beginning of the Hua Deng ~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ where they went, but the three brothers didn't know exactly where they went.

Cheng Yaojin gave a big drink with red light on his face, and stood at the gate of Niu Mansion to say goodbye to Niu Jinda.

Next to him, the family members of the Niu Mansion used the door panel to carry the one, two and three of the old Cheng's house, and came to the gate of the mansion.

Then shouting chants, one by one these three strong men got into the carriage.

Niu Jinda suppressed a smile and watched the three young men who were snores being thrown off the door and then thrown into the carriage.

Tsk tusk tusk... It is the tradition of the old Cheng family to be able to kill each other to this point.

Seeing Cheng Yaojin's displeased face, he hey, he patted the old brother on the shoulder. "The children are also happy for our Wei Tuo.

What can I do if I drink too much, go, I'll give it to you. "

Cheng Yaojin looked at the three little **** with disgust. "It's all right, it's serious to go back and accompany your mother-in-law, go back quickly."

"You guys, look good, don't let these three **** fall out of the car."

"Go, another day, the old man will call the brothers over again, and have a good time."

Niu Jinda smiled heartily and waved. "Yes, I'm full of meat, and you can bring the wine."

Cheng Yaojin disgustedly rushed into the cow and made a few obscene gestures before hitting his horse and leaving.

Behind the ass, a ticket of elite soldiers from the old Cheng family huddled around the carriage that carried the Cheng family one-two-three.

Pyya grinned happily, walking on the way home happily. Talking in a low voice, he didn't expect that his three sons would be wiped out.