Chapter 127 Its a matter of life and death(1/2)
July is a hot month and the weather is gradually changing, but it is still very hot and dry.
Everyone in the Yang family was also a little impatient.
It's not that they're afraid of heat.
But there's something wrong with the atmosphere.
"If you say you won't leave, you won't leave. How can it be that my son goes out to fight for life, but I sneak away with my tail between my legs?"
Mr. Yang had a rare moment of toughness.
This time, even if Liang Yingzhen twisted his ears into a rope, he still refused to move.
It was different from the day in Hangzhou when I ran away from home.
That time, it was because if I didn't leave, my old friend might die, so I had to move in a hurry even though I pinched my nose.
However, I just felt comfortable in Shanghai.
Find the meaning of life again.
Yang Shoucheng was unwilling to leave.
We have gone through so many ups and downs before, this time, we can't be frightened and run away in despair.
The key thing is that Yang Lin refuses to leave.
How could the old man have the heart to abandon me like this?
Even if a person with white hair sends a person with black hair, he still has to see the result.
"It's not that serious. The three great masters are not man-eating tigers. Besides, even if they are tigers, I can kill them easily."
Yang Lin couldn't help but laugh out loud when he saw his old man losing his temper.
"You're still laughing. Didn't you ask your subordinates to show some mercy? You should keep a straight line as a human being so that we can meet each other easily in the future. This time, I'm seeking revenge..."
Liang Yingzhen was a little angry.
He stopped trying to persuade her and said angrily: "If you don't want to go, I won't go. Anyway, we are a whole family. We want to live together and die together."
"Bah, bah... What an unlucky thing to say. Don't worry, it's not that serious."
Yang Lin had a smile in his eyes and comforted his mother with gentle words, but there was a slight chill in his eyes.
'The three great masters are so amazing, I'm so scared.'
He turned around and asked: "Uncle Da, have you found out clearly what regulations those three have?
Should we come directly to challenge the challenge, or should we set up a Hongmen banquet and invite all the guests and friends to witness it?"
An honest fight usually involves these two processes.
After all, they are not just gangsters on the street, they are people of high status.
Even if there is a fight, it should be done clearly and clearly, and it should not be seen in a cloudy manner.
Because there is also a reputation issue mixed in here.
The premise here is that several disciples of the Xingyi Bagua Sect died and were looked down upon by others.
As for the Baji Sect, Li Xuwen had been domineering all his life. His proud and direct disciple had his legs broken in public and planted in the ground.
Fighting fierceness against fierceness, his Baji Quan was completely at a disadvantage.
Injured or dead, it doesn't matter.
Those who learn martial arts cannot live their whole life without injury, death or defeat.
However, it won't work if he loses in such a cowardly manner and has no temper at all.
Because, this fundamentally means that my own martial arts is not good.
Not much practical ability.
The melon-eating people standing outside the door don't care whether you are a master or not, and whether you are a good martial artist or not.
They only know that your Xingyi Bagua Baji Quan cannot beat Plum Blossom Quan and Mizong Quan.
This is a battle between the superior and inferior types of boxing.
It's not just a battle of wills.
Therefore, we must fight back in public.
"It's at Yundu Theater. I heard that the show there has been suspended three days in advance to create a big buzz.
Gong Baosen and Ding Lianshan arrived first, but Li Xuwen only arrived early this morning.
As soon as they arrived, they sent out invitations and invited celebrities from all over the world to attend and witness.
Both Chen Zimei and Jingwu Sect received the post, and even foreigners also sent a copy.
It seems that we are not ready to discuss things behind closed doors."
Uncle Da's arm injury has long been healed.
However, he is not even qualified to play a side role in this level of competition.
If a disciple of any of the three great masters takes action, he can be rounded and flattened.
Even if he wanted to help, he was unable to do anything at this time, which was very helpless.
Sometimes, Uncle Da also wonders why his young master's strength has improved so quickly, and he has asked a few times about it.
But there's really no way to explain this clearly.
Asking is a genius.
Even if he had secretly gone to the big world to see Yang Lin show off his power and had deep confidence in him, at this moment he couldn't help but feel unsure of himself and his face was as dark as Bao Gong.
The other party invited so many people to witness and discussed without closed doors. The meaning was very clear.
That means putting your reputation and life on the line, the winner takes everything, and the loser gets nothing.
I also tell the world that this competition is not about exchanges between colleagues, but about real things.
From this we can see how much pressure Yuan Shuangcheng put on him, and perhaps even set a minimum target.
"Then go ahead. Don't keep the seniors waiting. This is the courtesy of a junior."
Yang Lin smiled and walked away.
After taking two steps, he didn't forget to turn around and call out: "Mother, please simmer that old hen over low heat. I'll come back victorious and just in time."
"Come back well and I'll stew ten old hens for you, just in case you can't finish them."
Liang Yingzhen smiled and cursed, looking at her son's back, tears suddenly fell down.
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Yundu Theater.
At this time it was already decorated with lanterns and festoons.
The sun is shining brightly outside, and the lights are brightly lit inside.
Every corner is illuminated brightly.
The surroundings were crowded with people, some sitting and some standing.
He was not loud and noisy as usual, but looked solemn and solemn.
Because everyone knows that today, it is not a show of singing and acting for them, but a competition between martial arts masters.
It's not a competition, but a duel.
It is possible to differentiate between life and death.
This kind of rare excitement is rare in the capital city, let alone Shanghai, in ten years.
Because, after a master reaches a certain height, has gained status, money and reputation, few people will roll up their sleeves and go out to fight life and death themselves.
They all hang out in the same circle, and everyone sees each other without looking up.
Who doesn’t have a few friends? It’s not good to make the relationship between colleagues extremely cold.
This is actually a rule.
but.
Today's situation is different.
the reason is simple.
Because, in the circle of boxers or grandmasters, there is an alternative.
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That's all.
However, he also has no scruples about the powerful class.
Mr. Yuan Ge is now in great power, well equipped with troops and food, and is expected to become a world leader. You just killed his son so coldly.
To be continued...