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Chapter 64: Watching the Battle

The braised pork is so fragrant, the soup noodles are steaming, the green ones are the dishes, and the red ones are the peppers. When you eat it in a big mouthful, the taste is smooth and spicy.

The surrounding people are noisy and bustling, and it is a bustling street.

The curfew will not start until midnight, and now is the most lively time.

Yes, Chen Tang returned to Panzhou Prefecture.

During the day, shortly after Yuan Piaotou and others left, he also left.

Chen Tang made a quick decision and canceled this trip that he could go on. He shot him back and said that he would go back.

The so-called "study travel" is a cover, without any purpose or plan. I just didn't want to be a tutor in Hujiazhuang for no reason, so I came to take off the firewood and went out to find a quiet place.

But something went wrong outside.

Although he was carrying a sword box of heaven and man, he was inexplicably uneasy. After thinking about it, he did not take the risk rashly and simply went home.

No matter what, there are tall walls and armor in the palace, which are much safer than in the wilderness.

Chen Tang still wore painted skin on his face and was not in a hurry to go home.

This feeling is a bit weird, just like when you are tired of the big account while playing games, you can change to a small account, which makes you feel a fresh experience.

People have a positioning and inertia about their identities. Whether in the real society or the virtual world, when a character stabilizes, his words, actions, and actions will gradually become solidified, just like being nailed to a fixed color plate, and it is difficult to struggle to escape.

This is true for roles within the family, at work, and at class.

Over time, this person's nature and emotions will feel great depression and depression, and want to indulge and escape...

Therefore, travel and the colorful online world have become a place for people to stay in their entertainment.

But reality is a well. No matter how much people jump or collide, they still have to return to their original roles and live a programmatic life that is steadily and conservatively.

Life should be like this.

But it shouldn't be like this.

When the conditions are met, Chen Tang will have a new identity: Wuji!

It’s a pity that this new identity is still quite blank and weak at this stage.

After having a midnight snack, I came to the inn and stayed in.

There was nothing wrong all night, and the next day, Chen Tang decided to take a good tour of Panzhou Prefecture.

As a prefecture, Panzhou covers a large area and the specific data are unknown, but there are more than 20 square kilometers and a large population, with about 200,000 to 300,000.

These are rough estimates, but there will be no difference.

Such a huge city is like a small world.

After Chen Tang entered the city, the main places where he came and went were Hanmo Street, Panzhou College, and Zhao Sanye’s mansion.

Three points, almost in a line.

I have basically never been to other areas.

This is mainly Chen Tang’s role as a scholar, which imprisoned him: studying, going home to eat, forming a solid state. As for Mr. Zhao and Zhan Yangchun, it was a point that was extended due to special circumstances.

Other scholars have a narrower circle of life. It is not just a saying that they turn a blind eye to things outside the window.

But now, Chen Tang intends to change this rigid life because he has changed his identity: Wuji.

The positioning of this identity can be called: Ranger!

Just like his dead father.

In the eyes of outsiders, Chen's father was careless and often stayed at night. He went out for more than ten days or even several months before returning home...

Such behavior is irresponsible and is simply a jobless vagrant.

But from the two things of "Shanyang Sutra" and the Tianren Sword Box, Chen Tang knew that his father was definitely not an ordinary person.

People like Chen Hu only have a rampant life in the countryside, making trouble for nothing, bullying the elderly, the weak and kind, are gangsters.

Chen's father traveled around the world and explored the secrets. His experience must be rich and colorful, with legendary colors...

To be honest, Chen Tang, who traveled through time, yearned for a life of galloping around the world and resenting his grudges.

The premise is that he can run and run fast.

The combination of strength and speed is martial arts.

Panzhou Prefecture is so big, and it is available in all walks of life, including restaurants and inns, brothel escort agencies...

Chen Tang once asked Mr. Zhao San that his martial arts were inherited by his family and were not easily passed on. As for his subordinates, their martial arts were of origin, either from family, from masters, or from chance to learn.

No matter what, I won't teach people casually.

But Chen Tang knew that there was an industry in the city that specializes in teaching people martial arts.

Martial Arts Hall!

So he found out today and went to a nearby martial arts hall called "Shengwu Hall".

When I arrived at Shengwu Pavilion, I saw a large circle of people surrounding the open space in front of me, looking very happy, and talking:

"Wu Bo from Feihong Pavilion is a long-standing master, known as the "Liuhe Pili Hand". He practices kung fu with his foreigners. It is said that he has reached the eighth level of the foreigners. He is extremely powerful. If he can't accept the Martial Arts Pavilion this time, his signature will be removed."

"That's not necessarily the case. Although the old owner Li Shan is old, his two apprentices are not vegetarians, especially Fu Mingjin, who also has only seven chunks of the foreign family, but he wins in his youth and has already obtained the true teaching of "The Thunder Mason". When it comes to fighting, it's hard to say who wins and loses."

Chen Tang squeezed in and found out what was going on after a while.

Yin Kingdom admired literature and also advocated martial arts. There were quite a lot of martial arts halls in major prefectures and cities. There were portal views among colleagues and conflicts of interest. Over time, a rule was formed: to challenge the door, to have a fair showdown, and the loser would be picked by the winner.

It is extremely embarrassing to be able to keep the signs in a martial arts hall, so it is naturally difficult to recruit apprentices again.

If you want to regain your signature, there is only one way, which is to counter-challenge, go up and defeat the opponent. In that case, you can not only grab your own signature, but also take away the opponent's signature.

There are two rules in the world: challenges include open battles and secret moves. Secret battles are closed, and there are no third parties, or only a few people watch the battle; open battles are set up directly at the door of the martial arts hall, and anyone can watch, which is equivalent to witnessing.

Today's battle is a bright battle.

Chen Tang came at the right time, and there were not many people coming after hearing the news, so they could barely squeeze in.

But in the open space at the entrance of the Shengwu Pavilion, two warriors in strong uniforms were confronting each other. There were also personnel from the Shengwu Pavilion and Feihong Pavilion lined up to form a formation to represent their own representatives.

The two warriors, one is a little older and about fifty years old, is Wu Bo, the owner of the Feihong Pavilion; the other is in his prime, and is Fu Mingjin sent by the Shengwu Pavilion.

Both are burly, with bulging muscles under their clothes, which are quite strong. Looking at the palms, they are all wide, thick and huge, with calluses.

These are all obvious characteristics of foreign warriors.

Chen Tang once secretly observed Mr. Zhao and Zhan Yangchun, but they were different. They were very symmetrical in shape, long breath, and shining eyes. When they moved their hands, their temples would bulge.

Compared with the internal one, the external one looks much rougher and lacks a rich temperament.

As for Chen Tang himself, it is logical that he has cultivated the aura of heaven and man, and he has already belonged to the real family level, but so far, except for his light body and full spirit, no uniqueness has been revealed in other aspects.

He once learned from Master Zhao San and split the wooden table with his hands, but the wooden table was fine, and his palm hurt for a while.

This is what Chen Tang was puzzled.

Chen Tang was not planning to discuss the secrets of the qi of heaven and man, so as not to be exposed. He originally wanted to buy some martial arts secrets to learn, but he had no chance to learn. Besides, those secrets are not so easy to learn.

At this stage, what Chen Tang lacks the most is a reference. Only with reference can he know what level he is and how much he is.

When he came to Sheng Martial Arts Hall, he did not come to pay for money to learn basic skills such as horse stance, but to find out what happened. If he had the opportunity, he would find a suitable person to challenge him.

If you have real knowledge when you work, you will naturally know everything.

When someone fights, the bystanders are just right, so let's take a look.

In the circle, Wu Bo and Fu Mingjin made a few perfunctory words and soon started fighting.

One of the "Liuhe Thunder Hands" is very open and fraught, and is known for its ferocity; the other one of the "Thunder Hammer" is also unwilling to be outdone. When fighting, it is hard to fight, and it is hard to fight, and it is very lively, which won the applause of onlookers.

Chen Tang watched the battle with all his attention, turned a deaf ear to the noise around him, and gradually entered a state.
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