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On the third floor of the Lion Building, Zhang Zhengdao, Wu Song, Lu Xiaoyi, and the loser Zhang Liu were sitting together, drinking and eating, it was so lively.

"Brother Wu, so Zhu Sanwang actually hid in that latrine?" Zhang Liu asked.

Wu Song put down his wine glass and sighed: "This thief is really treacherous and can't come out from hiding. What do you want us to do?"

Zhang Liu replied: "Of course, hold down his head and let him drink the shit and urine."

Zhang Zhengdao frowned and scolded: "What nonsense are you talking about? We are eating right now."

Zhang Liu quickly confessed and punished himself with three cups of wine.

Lu Xiaoyi asked: "Brother Wu, what happened next? What happened to Zhu Sanwang?"

Wu Song said with a smile: "Later, the thief couldn't bear it any longer. He jumped out and wanted to fight with me, but I kicked him back."

"It's just that in this way, half of the money is lost." Wu Song sighed.

The three of them were curious, how did they lose half of their money?

Wu Song took a sip of wine and explained: "The county government clearly stated that a reward of 100% for a person alive and half a reward for a person killed."

Zhang Liu smiled and said: "Second brother Wu, Ban Guan has a lot of money. Only a hero like you can capture Zhu Sanwang."

"Brother Wu, here in Qinghe County, I have always admired your reputation, and I would like to have a few moves with you to test my fists and feet." Lu Xiaoyi suddenly said.

He joined Zhang Zhengdao's disciples, but he didn't have any skills that he could use, so he took advantage of Jiu Jin and wanted to compete with Wu Song to show the high officials his boxing and kicking skills, so that they would not underestimate him.

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Seeing that Lu Xiaoyi wanted to ask for advice, Wu Song turned his eyes and saw Zhang Zhengdao's smiling expression, and he already understood what Lu Xiaoyi was thinking.

At that moment, Wu Song put down his wine glass and said, "It's okay. I'm drunk and have enough strength. I'll play with you."

Zhang Zhengdao clapped his hands and applauded. He also wanted to know how good Lu Xiaoyi's skills were. He happened to have Wu Song as his sparring partner, so he wanted to feel his bottom first.

The four of them went downstairs and came to the open space in front of the door.

Lu Xiaoyi took off his clothes and took off his shirt in a moment, revealing all his muscles. On his two arms, there were bunches of peonies and flowers, so bright, no wonder he was nicknamed "Flower Arms", it's really not bad

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Throwing the robe to Zhang Liu, Lu Xiaoyi flexed his muscles, raised his fist towards Wu Song, and said: "Brother Wu, please."

Wu Song's eyes were slightly narrowed, his expression was as usual, he didn't imitate him in taking off his clothes and belt, he just took two steps forward, cupped his fists and returned the salute, then put on a posture, waiting to receive the move.

When Lu Xiaoyi saw that Wu Song didn't take the initiative to punch, he couldn't help it anymore. He shouted loudly, stepped forward, and suddenly attacked Wu Song.

When he punched out, there was a faint sound of wind.

Wu Song wanted to test his strength, but did not dodge. He only raised his arm and received his punch.

The two people were fighting each other, and in the blink of an eye, three or five rounds passed.

After only three or five punches, Lu Xiaoyi knew that he was no match for Wu Song, so he paid attention to everything, hoping that he could last a few more rounds.

After Wu Song received another punch from him, he stood firm, glanced at the onlookers who were gradually gathering, and suddenly swayed.

Zhang Zhengdao's heart skipped a beat, and he stared intently at Wu Song's body swaying back and forth, knowing in his heart that he was going to use a special move.

Wu Song was only three-thirds drunk today and only had three-thirds of his strength, but it was more than enough to hit this "flowery arm".

Lu Xiaoyi saw that Wu Song's steps were frivolous and he seemed to be unsteady on his feet. He thought he was drunk and wanted to stop fighting, but when he thought about this competition, he was just to earn face in front of the high officials and show off his skills.

At that moment, he lost his thoughts, shouted again, stepped forward, used a series of punches, and attacked Wu Song fiercely.

Wu Song swung his body to resist Lu Xiaoyi's fist, turned his feet in a circle, and used the Jade Ring Step. In line with his drunken posture, he added a little more strength. After forcing Lu Xiaoyi back, he also bullied him and punched three times.

These three punches are powerful and heavy, each one more powerful than the last.

Lu Xiaoyi only received one punch, but he couldn't bear it any more. He could only dodge the next two punches, not daring to take any more.

Wu Song saw his flaw, kicked out his left foot, hit Lu Xiaoyi, and kicked him up. Then he turned around and kicked out his right foot, sending Lu Xiaoyi's body that he couldn't control flying away.

Wu Song then stopped and stood there, motionless.

"Okay, Brother Wu is a hero." Zhang Zhengdao clapped his hands and shouted.

The onlookers also clapped their hands and cheered loudly.

Zhang Zhengdao shouted good, but he was not slow at all. He quickly stepped forward, helped Lu Xiaoyi up from the ground, patted his shabby arm, and praised: "Brother Xiaoyi's boxing and kicking skills are not weak."
Lu Xiaoyi was kicked twice and felt extremely painful in his heart. When he heard Zhang Zhengdao praising him, he endured the pain and said with shame: "You don't deserve the praise of a high official."

Zhang Zhengdao said seriously: "You can survive more than ten rounds under Brother Wu, so you are not weak."

Wu Song also came forward at this time and asked: "Brother Xiao Yi, are you okay?"

Lu Xiaoyi patted his chest, feeling a faint pain, but still pretended to be fine, and said with a smile: "Brother Wu is really good at it, Xiaoyi is convinced."

When Wu Song saw that he was fine, he smiled and said: "I have a lot of skills. Not to mention you, even if it were someone else, I wouldn't be able to take over easily."

Zhang Liu stepped forward and handed the robe back to Lu Xiaoyi and helped him put on his clothes. Hearing Wu Song talk about the extraordinary origin of these two feet, he became curious and asked: "Brother Wu, what is the origin of these two feet?"

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Zhang Zhengdao saw that the people watching here had not dispersed and it was not the place to talk, so he stopped talking and said: "Let's go upstairs to talk."

The four of them returned to the third floor. Lu Xiaoyi was so convinced that he poured Wu Song a glass of wine himself and asked him for advice.

Wu Song drank the drink in one gulp, with a look of reminiscence on his face, and said slowly: "My eldest brother and I, our parents died young, and we grew up eating hundreds of meals. The rogues in the village bullied us two brothers who have no father and mother, so we often

Get beaten."

"Three years ago, I went out to explore the world and wanted to learn some skills. I heard that the Shaolin Temple in Henan Prefecture in the west of Beijing was a famous and authentic sect, so I was determined to learn the skills. However, I ran out of money halfway, so I had to give up halfway, and I was unwilling to turn back.

When I came back, I would run around and play around. Everywhere I went, I would find a place to fight, gamble some money, and practice my fists and kicks at the same time." Wu Song said slowly.

Zhang Zhengdao saw that he said it easily and without sadness, but he also understood the hardships involved, so he sighed: "Brother Wu, you are such a good man."

Wu Song continued: "That day, I wandered to Kaide Prefecture and met an old man in his sixties. When the man saw that I was fighting with some gangsters, he broke us up and called me later.

On the other hand, he said he wanted to give me some advice."

"I was young and energetic at the time, and I looked down on the old man, so I punched him and wanted to knock him over. I failed, but he knocked him to the ground in just two blows." Wu Song said with a bitter smile, and drank another glass of wine.<

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"What happened next?" Lu Xiaoyi asked.

Wu Song continued: "I knew in my heart that when I met an expert, I wanted to become my disciple, but the old man refused to accept him. He just said that he was passing by for something. On this day, he gave me some pointers and told me about the two kicks I had just done.

Law."

"It's called 'Jade Ring Step, Mandarin Duck Legs'!"