Although Chen Mei and Chen Mei do not know the internal martial arts, this does not hinder their vision and knowledge. After all, they have a master with excellent internal martial arts, Huang Yaoshi.

As the saying goes, even if you have never eaten pork, you have seen pigs running away. Although Huang Yaoshi did not teach the internal martial arts to Chen Mei and Chen Mei, he would occasionally show off his newly created martial arts in front of his disciples, many of whom were internal practitioners.

It is a unique skill. Although the disciples do not know the inner method and cannot practice it, their knowledge is increasing day by day.

So at this moment, Chen Mei and Chen Mei recognized at a glance that the move played by Zhou Botong was a unique internal skill. Chen Xuanfeng secretly compared the records in the book in his memory and recognized that it was actually a Quanzhen sword move called "Xin Pour Beidou"

”.

As the name suggests, this trick of pouring out the Big Dipper is likening the Big Dipper to a wine pot. When using the sword, the tip of the sword is pointed diagonally between the opponent's knees, as if the Big Dipper is pouring wine out of the wine pot.

However, Zhou Botong made full use of his sword skills, taking a real wine pot and pouring wine out of it, but he also secretly used mystical skills to seal the wine in the pot to prevent it from flowing out. This method was extremely clever.

Zhou Botong didn't know what Chen Mei was thinking, but he only said that he had restrained the two of them. He couldn't help but feel proud and said: "Now I will explain the rules of this martial arts order in detail. As long as you two know the origin and name of my hand,

Even if you can't imitate it, it's still a tie. No one drinks, otherwise, Brother Chen, you will have to drink two glasses!"

Chen Xuanfeng said to himself that the wine wouldn't make you drunk anyway, so he would just play with you. If he gets lucky enough to bluff you, he would be pretending to be a perfect bitch in this world.

However, Zhou Botong's suggestion came out of nowhere, and it was extremely difficult to find a way to frighten him at this moment.

He racked his brains and procrastinated: "Why do I need two drinks?"

Zhou Botong said: "Aren't you going to drink for your wife? Including your own, that's exactly two cups."

Chen Xuanfeng said: "So, if you lose, you also have to drink two drinks?"

Zhou Botong's gambling and toys were of the highest quality throughout his life. Whether he was playing with others or gambling, he never cheated or cheated. Now that he heard Chen Xuanfeng's restraint, he became even more heroic and said with a smile: "Don't say two cups, three cups."

I'm willing to drink it! As long as you can beat me!"

Chen Xuanfeng slapped the table and said: "Okay! This is what you said, now I will tell you the origin and name of your kung fu!"

Zhou Botong didn't believe that anyone could see through his method. Not to mention that Chen Mei and Chen Mei were both martial artists, even the seven apprentices under his senior brother couldn't recognize the beauty of his skills. He immediately smiled and said: "You can say it

yes."

Chen Xuanfeng said: "This hand of yours is a Quanzhen swordsmanship, called Xibo Beidou. I wonder if there is anything wrong with what I said?"

If there is one person in the world who knows Zhou Botong better than Zhou Botong himself, it is Chen Xuanfeng. Chen Xuanfeng believes that Zhou Botong will never lie. If he wins, he will win, and if he loses, he will lose. He will never lie.

As expected, Zhou Botong's expression changed immediately after hearing the four words "Pour Beidou carefully". He looked at Chen Xuanfeng as if he were a ghost and said in a trembling voice, "How do you know that this move of mine is a Quanzhen swordsmanship?"

Zhou Botong originally thought that he had an idea today and accidentally acquired such a skill that no one could recognize except his deceased senior brother Wang Chongyang. How could he have expected that the other party would tell him the truth? How is this possible?

What followed was another suspicion - whose disciple is this Chen Ya? Why is he so proficient in my Quanzhen swordsmanship?

Let's put it this way, even if Chen Xuanfeng told the truth at this time and said that he was Huang Yaoshi's disciple, Zhou Botong would definitely not believe it. Huang Yaoshi's martial arts is of course extremely high, but it is impossible to say that he is so familiar with Quanzhen swordsmanship, let alone

Don't talk about his apprentice.

Of course Chen Xuanfeng would not tell the truth. He only smiled slightly and said: "Your careful study of Beidou is not the best Kung Fu of the Quanzhen Sect. It is only because you use it in internal skills that it seems quite creative. As for the swordsmanship itself,

Nowadays, the children of common people near Chang'an can use two or three roads, so what's so strange about it, I know?"

After Zhou Botong heard this, he felt a little unhappy. He thought that the children in Chang'an were naturally disciples of lay disciples. It was understandable that his seven nephews wanted to recruit more disciples to expand their sect, but they could not let their martial arts outflow without restrictions.

Get out!

Fortunately, the couple in front of us are unrelated people. If Ouyang Feng's poisonous toad is looking at him and he has figured out the swordsmanship, what will the seven of you use to fight him in the future? Tiangang Beidou Formation? That's where you go.

There are seven of us together. If anyone is missing, something will happen.

Zhou Botong was secretly afraid here, but Mei Chaofeng was extremely surprised. Just now, her face was red.

The other party was clearly playing with internal skills, but the husband said it was swordsmanship. Isn't this nonsense? It would be so embarrassing to be exposed by others for pretending to understand. It would be better to just drink two glasses of wine.

If Chen Xuanfeng hadn't sternly warned her not to speak or drink, she would have refuted her husband just now and grabbed two more glasses of wine to drink. That would be better than being embarrassed if she lost, right?

However, the fact is that Zhou Botong looked shocked and confused, and then showed a look of sincerity. This made Mei Chaofeng confused. This...did the husband win?

Finally, Zhou Botong's head drooped, he picked up the wine cup in front of him and drank it all in one gulp. Chen Xuanfeng said curiously: "Didn't we agree that as long as I tell the origin and name correctly, this fight will be considered a draw? Why did you drink instead? You again

Didn’t lose.”

Zhou Botong felt ashamed and said, "It's ridiculous. I thought that my whimsical ideas were enough to hide it from the world. Who knew that I couldn't even hide it from you, a disciple of a foreign family? Such stupidity should be punished! I am punishing myself with three glasses of wine!"

After that, he filled two glasses of wine and drank them all. Chen Xuanfeng asked anxiously: "What are you doing? This wine costs nothing? How to drink it like this?"

Uncle Zhou said: "It doesn't matter, I'll go check out later and I'll get your gold ingot back for you."

Seeing Zhou Botong drinking like this, Chen Xuanfeng instantly regained his hope. Zhou Botong is not Hong Qigong who carries a big wine gourd on his back all day long. If he drinks like this, he might be able to defeat him today. Thinking of this

, I couldn’t help but feel the blood rising in my chest.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Zhou Botong drank three glasses in a row, put down the wine cup and said: "Okay, now it's your turn to give orders. Let's see what unique skills you have that I can't imitate."

, let’s talk first, if I can tell you the origin of your unique skill and imitate it successfully, you will have to drink, two drinks!”

Zhou Botong issued a challenge, but he didn't know that Chen Xuanfeng was thinking at this moment: If he was placed in the old naughty boy, he would only need to copy the scriptures on him once, but if he wanted to copy them once, he would need to prepare the Four Treasures of the Study in advance...

As soon as Chen Xuanfeng thought of the Four Treasures of the Study, he heard Zhou Botong ask him to give a question. An idea flashed in his mind, and he laughed and said: "Just now you just sealed the spout of a pot to prevent the wine from flowing out. Although your internal skills are superb, it is nothing."

Unique skill, come and see what I am capable of!"

After saying that, he immediately raised his voice and said: "Shopkeeper, bring me another jar of wine, and bring me the four treasures of the study!"

Zhou Botong was surprised when he saw this and said with a smile: "What? Are you trying to compete with me in writing? Is it possible that you can write any other masterpieces that will be handed down from generation to generation to impress me? That's fine!"

Chen Xuanfeng sneered: "Who competes with you?"

Zhou Botong had a question mark on his face: "Then what are the four treasures of the study you want?"

Chen Xuanfeng said calmly: "You will know when you come!"

Not long after, the waiter came in with the wine jar in his left hand and a tray in his right hand. The tray contained the four treasures of the study. Chen Xuanfeng took the tray and placed it on the corner of the table. He took out a piece of paper from the tray and shook it casually.

Although the quality of the paper in the Southern Song Dynasty is far inferior to that of the printing paper of later generations, it is enough for the current work. He said: "Honey, grind the ink!"

Not only did Zhou Botong not know what Chen Xuanfeng wanted to do, but even Mei Chaofeng didn't know, but Mei Chaofeng obediently grinded out a puddle of ink.

Chen Xuanfeng folded the paper in his hand twice and tore it into pieces about the size of a later flat cigarette box. Then he dipped his pen in ink and wrote a dollar sign "$" on the paper, then blew it with his mouth until the ink dried slightly.

, he put the piece of paper on top of the wine cup in front of him.

The wine cup in front of him was very full of wine, which was poured by Zhou Botong. The ancients paid attention to filling the wine but not overflowing, so as to respect the other party and avoid waste.

Zhou Botong was confused and asked, "What are you doing?"

Chen Xuanfeng didn't say anything. He just stretched out a big hand and pressed it flatly on the paper on the mouth of the cup. Then he picked up the wine cup with his other hand, suddenly turned it upside down, and then slowly removed the hand covering the paper.

A miracle happened!

In the sight of Zhou Botong and Mei Chaofeng, the wine cup that had been turned upside down had its mouth sealed with a piece of paper, and not a drop of wine flowed out.

This really echoes what Chen Xuanfeng said, sealing the spout of the pot is nothing, but sealing the mouth of the cup is magical! Because this is no longer a problem that can be solved by internal force! At least Zhou Botong thought it couldn't be done.
Chapter completed!