Chapter 2225 2227 [Contest to recruit relatives]
Just a few days passed. One day, after finishing the morning market, Xiang Nan was preparing to go home to practice martial arts.
At this moment, two people walked in the door, a man and a woman, an old and a young.
Xiang Nan was taken aback when he saw it.
This configuration of a man, a woman, an old man and a young man is exactly Yang Huilan and her fake father.
The historical inertia is really strong, and they really came.
That's fine, he couldn't wait any longer.
"Hey, guest officer, do you stay at the top or stay at the hotel?" At this moment, Lao Bai went up to meet him and said.
"Hui Lan, what do you think of this place?" the old man looked at the girl and said.
"It's all up to Dad." The girl said shyly.
"Okay, we will live here." The old man nodded.
"Okay, please go upstairs~" Lao Bai greeted with a smile.
"Man, help us carry the box at the door in." The old man said again.
"Oh, good." Xiang Nan agreed, and then woke up.
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Xiang Nan then came to the door and unloaded the box from the carriage.
This box should weigh about one hundred and twenty catties. In the play, Li Dazui can't lift it alone, but Yang Huilan can lift it with one hand without any difficulty, which shows that her physical strength is still very strong.
The so-called sword moves lightly, but the sword moves thickly. Yang Huilan's physical strength is so strong, her saber technique is bound to be strong, heavy, fierce and fierce.
Xiang Nan has been in the world of "Tai Chi Zhang Sanfeng" and "Sword Rain" for more than 100 years. He is a veteran, experienced and well-known. Only from the weight of this box, he can vaguely estimate Yang Huilan's strength. It is not to be underestimated.
Xiang Nan then carried the box to Yang Huilan's room.
Yang Huilan was a little surprised when she saw that he was carrying a single suitcase without any effort.
But after seeing his rough linen clothes and ordinary facial features, his eyes immediately dimmed.
Xiang Nan didn't pay attention to Yang Huilan's eyes. After putting down the box, he first went to the blacksmith's shop to get a custom-made flying needle, and then went home to brush a layer of oil on the long stick.
I continued to practice my palm and **** skills to prepare for tomorrow's martial arts competition.
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Turning around, Yang Huilan's father and daughter were indeed competing on the East Street stage to recruit relatives.
"Fellow folks and elders, Yang Dalang, a native of Qilu, passed through the expensive land, firstly not seeking fame, secondly not seeking profit, just because the little girl has reached her age and has not yet been married to her husband's family.
She once made a wish that she did not want her husband to be rich, but hoped that she would be a hero with outstanding martial arts skills, so she went to a martial arts competition to recruit relatives. No matter how old or young, married or not, as long as he can beat the little girl with a punch, I will betroth the little girl to him.
Whoever a hero likes a little girl can compete on stage. Explain in advance that the registration fee is two renminbi, and the certificate of life and death must be signed before going on stage. The sword has no eyes, life and death are fate, neither should be held accountable.
Qixia Town is the land of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, there must be many high-ranking knights, but the actions of the subordinates are absurd, please bear with me. "Yang Huilan's fake father said loudly.
It was the first time in Qixia Town to recruit relatives through a martial arts competition. It was so fresh, and soon attracted a large number of people to watch, and surrounded the arena with three floors inside and three floors outside.
Seeing that Yang Huilan is as beautiful as a flower, everyone naturally covets her. So after Yang Dalang finished talking about the rules, people signed up immediately, and there was even a long queue.
Yang Dalang signed life and death certificates with people while collecting money. In a short time, more than ten taels of silver were collected. Afterwards, those who have completed the registration, paid the money, and signed the certificate of life and death will line up and wait to compete on stage.
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Xiang Nan did not sign up in a hurry, but jumped onto the roof, condescending, and had an overview of the whole situation.
Seeing that the first person on stage was a young man, he raised his fist and rushed towards Yang Huilan after he came on stage.
Looking at his clumsy gait and lack of discipline in his punches, it can be seen that he doesn't understand martial arts at all, he just has a bit of brute strength.
But Yang Huilan was not polite, with a knife in his hand, he cut through the wind and clouds.
The young man didn't understand martial arts, so he couldn't dodge it. With a swipe, his right hand was cut off, blood was spilled on the spot, and he rolled on the ground in pain, crying for his father and mother.
Yang Huilan didn't care at all, sheathed her knife and sat back in her original position.
The onlookers carried the boy down and sent him to the pharmacy together with his severed hand.
"This girl is too ruthless, she chopped off her hand in one go."
"Why is the shot so heavy, just cut off the hand."
"Forget it, I still don't compare, my life is more important."
Everyone in the audience was amazed at Yang Huilan's ruthlessness.
Seeing the tragic situation of the young man, many people who wanted to pick up the leak quit one after another and gave up going on stage.
However, it is impossible to get their registration fee back.
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Xiang Nan knew that Yang Huilan was cruel and ruthless. She even dared to chop up her own husband when she used the 64-style widow's knife. But for an ordinary person who has never met before and does not know martial arts, it is still too much to attack so hard.
Actually, with her kung fu so high, she could defeat him with only fists and two moves. But she crippled one of his hands. In this way, the boy's life was ruined.
Although she signed the life and death certificate, and life and death are up to fate, but she is still too much.
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Afterwards, the second person who was not afraid of death entered the stage.
This is a middle-aged man in his forties, who also uses a knife. Coming up to the stage, he cupped his hands and said, "Chen Qianshan, the nineteenth generation descendant of Wansheng Dao and the owner of the Wansheng Martial Art Museum in Qixia Town, has seen the girl. If I read it correctly, the girl made a widow's sword of the 64th style. Bar."
"If you want to compare, just compare, what's the fuss?" Yang Huilan scolded coquettishly.
Chen Qianshan froze for a moment, and then showed the Wansheng Saber gesture, "That's it, girl, I'm asking for advice."
Yang Huilan also drew a knife in her hand, raised her eyebrows and looked at Chen Qianshan.
Chen Qianshan is a veteran of the rivers and lakes. Although he is greedy for Yang Huilan's beauty and wants to take her as a concubine, he is not in a hurry to make a move, but circles around Yang Huilan, looking for a gap to make a move.
Yang Huilan didn't seem to notice, she still stood there, motionless.
Chen Qianshan made two circles, and when he reached her side, he suddenly struck Yang Huilan's neck with a knife.
The light of the sword was so strong that it shocked the audience.
Chen Qianshan's Wansheng Dao also went all the way.
Slashing with a knife, it was powerful and heavy. Even a piece of wood as thick as the mouth of a bowl could be broken in two, not to mention Yang Huilan's delicate neck.
As a result, the hearts of those around the audience jumped up, and some timid ones even closed their eyes.
But Yang Huilan didn't seem to notice it, and didn't move.
Until Chen Qianshan's big knife was just about to cut her neck, Yang Huilan suddenly raised her left hand to put the knife on Chen Qianshan's big knife, and then swung her right hand, cutting towards his stomach with extreme speed.
Fortunately, Chen Qianshan's reaction was not slow, he hurriedly let go, gave up grabbing the knife, and rolled backwards like a donkey.
Even so, the clothes in front of his abdomen were still scratched, and he was only a short distance from being disemboweled.
Chen Qianshan was so frightened that he was dripping with cold sweat that he didn't even care about getting the knife back, so he jumped off the stage in a hurry, got into the crowd and ran for his life.
(end of this chapter)