The prince is very fierce

Earlier, Xu Buling returned to the alley of Changle Street.

Zhu Manzhi held the long sword in his arms, his eyes full of little stars, and ran forward to take a look:

"Mr. Xu, you are so powerful. Fourth Master Chen is a figure in this street. He is famous for his martial arts skills..."

"He's like this. He can't withstand three punches. It's nothing like horizontal kung fu."

Xu Buling took the sword and hung it on his waist, and took Zhu Manzhi to Hutai Street.

Zhu Manzhi still held the horse, thought for a moment, and then said: "Master Xu, I heard that you have been poisoned, so you can't do anything..."

"I am flexing my muscles, not doing anything."

"..."

Zhu Manzhi blinked his eyes and felt that they were not on the same line, so he gave up the polite words to communicate with each other and said instead: "Actually... I'm a little confused, how can things be done if you just tell me your name? , why do you insist on taking action?"

Xu Buling raised his eyebrows: "People will only be convinced on the surface when you name them, but they will be convinced on the inside only when you beat them down."

Zhu Manzhi said "Oh", followed a little further, and asked again:

"Young master, your martial arts skills are so good. Did you have to suffer a lot when you were a child? Learning martial arts is the most difficult thing. I cried every day when I was a child. My father insisted on teaching me, and my mother always protected me. As a result, I suffered a lot, but my kung fu is still good. Didn’t learn well…”

Xu Buling recalled the vague memories of his childhood and nodded seriously:

"I have indeed endured a lot of hardships. I have to get up at chen o'clock every day, eat a lot of food, then run around the palace, come back and continue to eat. At night, I have to read a mess of martial arts secret books. Sometimes I will lie on the table tiredly. sleep."

Zhu Manzhi listened carefully, waited for a moment, and when Xu Buling stopped talking, he raised his face:

"Then?"

Xu Buling recalled it carefully: "Oh, by the way, occasionally I have to lift stone locks. My mother said that I am not good-looking if I am tall and thick. In order to practice my martial arts well, I lift them secretly."

"..."

Zhu Manzhi paused and looked at Xu Buling with a mixed expression. It seemed that he wanted to curse but couldn't say it. After holding it in for a long time, he said:

"That's it?"

Xu Buring nodded: "What else?"

Zhu Manzhi took a breath and then quickly lost his temper: "Xu Shizi, don't play tricks on me. Martial arts is a hard skill that requires hard work. Talent and diligence are indispensable. Your skills outside Fuman Tower are rare in the world. If you can lock the dragon Once the poison of the poison is released, whoever can beat you can become the master of the sect."

Xu Buring chuckled: "You can't say for sure. There are many strange people in Dayue's thousands of miles of territory, and there will always be a few who are better than me. And those who can be worthy of the word 'grandmaster' must not only have great kung fu, but more importantly This is a step forward. I can only be considered a successor, not a pioneer, and I cannot be called a master.”

Zhu Manzhi agreed with this: "Even if you can't become a master, you're not far off. I think your martial arts comes too easily and is not solid enough."

"I'm the prince's son. No matter how good my martial arts skills are, it's not my turn to take action personally. Anyone who hits me will lose his status. Those who don't lose their status can't hit hard. Martial arts skills are of no use except to strengthen the body."

Zhu Manzhi thought about it carefully: "Indeed, the superiors should be strategizing behind the scenes. It's not like going out with a knife to kill... It's a pity. If only Mr. Xu could be a knight-errant, he would definitely be famous. The world.”

Xu Buling smiled modestly: "Forget it, don't say these useless things. Zhu Manlong of Hutai Street, how much do you know?"

Zhu Manzhi walked in front of him holding the knife on his waist and thought about it for a moment:

"Zhu Manlong is the master of the Iron Claw Sect on Hutai Street, and he is somewhat famous in Chang'an City. According to his brothers in the yamen, he studied under the Eagle Claw Sect in Guanzhong. Our chief officer, Mr. Zhang, commented that he was 'very good at hands, but weak at legs and feet.' It’s a very high praise. Well…his son Zhu Chenglie is also very talented and has become famous at a young age. He is the leader of the younger generation in Hutai Street…that’s it.”

"My hands are good, but my legs and feet are almost... haha... lame eagle."

"laugh-"

Hearing this evaluation, Zhu Manzhi laughed out loud: "Master Xu's evaluation is even more vicious. If Zhu Manlong hears it, he will definitely be angry to death. After all, he is from the 'Man' generation like me. It's amazing. Our Lord Zhang's The unique Eight Diagrams Sword has defeated heroes all over the world more than ten years ago. Naturally, he will look down on a martial arts instructor. You must not take it lightly..."

Xu Buling smiled lightly and did not answer.

Walking along the street, we soon came to Hutai Street. There were many people here and there were many powerful informants. Xu Buling found a bamboo hat on the street to cover his face before he and Zhu Manzhi entered the sparsely populated street. As soon as he arrived near the Zhu family martial arts gym, he saw Gongsun Lu walking out of the martial arts gym.

Zhu Manzhi was mumbling seriously when she was suddenly grabbed by the arm and pushed into the alley. She was startled. Before she could even scream, she covered her mouth with a big hand and could only stare. With his big eyes, he looked at Xu Buying who was close at hand with some confusion.

Because the distance was so close, a light fragrance came to my face. It didn't smell like an ordinary man's sweat, but it smelled very good.

Zhu Manzhi raised his little hand, wanting to push Xu Buling away, but he didn't dare to do it, and was stunned for a moment.

Tread——

The sound of horse hooves passed by on the street, and Gongsun Lu's figure flashed past the alley.

Zhu Manzhi was a little confused when he saw Gongsun Lu. She squatted in Fulai Building for three days. The thug who was killed had reported Zhu Manlong's name, which reminded her of the Royal Forest Army and Gongsun and his son who appeared later...

Zhu Manzhi suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Fu Manlou was so presumptuous. The case of smuggling salt was closed in a few days. It turned out that the Lieutenant's Mansion was behind it!

The hand covering her mouth loosened, and Zhu Manzhi was about to speak in a hurry, but she saw Xu Buling leaping onto the top of the wall with three big steps, and disappeared behind the wall in the process of rising and falling.

"Hey! Wait for me~"

Zhu Manzhi was anxious and hurried to catch up, but the wall was probably twice as high as her. She could not climb up without a flying claw. She could only move the horse over and remind him: "Good horse, don't move. If you throw me to death, your little prince will kill you and eat your meat."

The chasing horse snorted, obviously dissatisfied, but still stood obediently under the wall.

Zhu Manzhi put a handkerchief on the saddle, climbed up carefully and stood on it, revealing half of her head on the wall, just in time to see Xu Buling sitting on the martial arts stage in the distance, posing a very chivalrous posture...