Martial Arts: Defeat Liu Bai With A Sword At The Beginning And Suppress Snow Moon City

Lao Huang also understood a long time ago that Lu Zhong would probably not give him face.

But for Xu Fengnian, he had to come to intercede.

"Mr. Lu," Lao Huang said with some embarrassment: "Why do you, a big shot like you, have the same level of experience as my young master?"

Lu Zhong still looked at the calm and clean water indifferently, and said with a faint smile: "How do you know that I won't be the same as him?"

"Mr. Lu, are you unwilling to let me go no matter what?" Lao Huang asked, his lewd eyes undergoing some subtle changes at this moment.

"Hold on." Lu Zhong's face was expressionless, the fishing rod in his hand shook slightly, and he said pointedly: "I'm fishing, don't disturb me."

"Fishing?" Lao Huang was puzzled.

Lu Zhong was too lazy to explain. He just smiled lightly and repeated: "Fishing."

What Lu Zhong wants to catch is not only the fish in the water, but also the big fish Liyang.

And Xu Fengnian was his bait.

The breeze gently passed over the mirror-like lake surface, and very weak ripples appeared on the lake surface.

Lu Zhong said softly: "Any change will make the direction of the fish change, and the wind will stop!"

After saying one sentence, his mind moved, the breeze stopped, and the lake surface returned to calm.

Nowadays, Lu Zhong is bound to the destiny of heaven and earth, and wanting to control the wind is just a matter of a thought.

Lao Huang looked on in surprise.

Lu Zhong was obviously motionless, obviously not releasing any cultivation power. With just one word, the wind stopped.

How terrifying is Lu Zhong's current cultivation level?

He looked at Lu Zhong and said with admiration: "Mr. Lu can decide the wind and rain with just one word. Lao Huang admires him."

Lu Zhong chuckled lightly and continued: "So, you should retreat when the difficulties arise, and don't disturb the fish in the water."

Lao Huang was a rough man. His few hobbies were sword and wine, or peeking at women bathing. Naturally, he couldn't understand the meaning of Lu Zhong's words.

He raised his eyes, looked at the sky in the distance, and murmured: "Mr. Lu doesn't know something about my relationship with the young master...

"I am wandering around the world, lonely and helpless... Wherever there is a young master, that is Lao Huang's home..."

"Even if Lao Huang knew it was impossible, he would still try his best."

After saying that, Lao Huang slowly took out the sword box he carried behind his back.

Lu Zhong chuckled and said, "You want to fight me?"

He still admired Lao Huang's behavior, knowing that he couldn't do anything but doing it.

But Lao Huang shook his head and said: "Mr. Lu, I am not your opponent, but I want to make a bet with you."

Lu Zhong said: "The bet is Xu Fengnian?"

"Yes!" Lao Huang put up the sword case and said solemnly: "Mr. Lu, how about you bet me, Lao Huang, whether I can have a fight with you?"

The aura on Lao Huang's body suddenly began to surge.

Lu Zhong was still sitting calmly on the bedside, he held his hat and said: "No need.

"Isn't necessary?" Old Huang held the sword box.

Lu Zhong said: "You can't even do half a move in front of me.

"Mr. Lu." Old Huang's face looked a little ugly: "This is true."

"Take it seriously~" Lu Zhong said lazily: "If you can use half a move, you can take Xu Fengnian away today."

"Okay." Lao Huang shouted softly: "Mr. Lu, I'm offended!"

As soon as the words fell, Lao Huang suddenly activated all his skills, and a layer of faint golden fighting spirit condensed around him, instantly dispelling the ice and snow under his feet.

The golden light is also reflected in the clear lake water. From a distance, it seems as if golden flowers are blooming in the lake water.

Several birds were disturbed by the breath and flapped their wings and flew into the distance.

Old Huang held the sword box and said, "Mr. Lu, please accept the move!"

Lu Zhong shook his head helplessly and looked over calmly.

Just looking at it this time, Lao Huang's body suddenly stiffened.

In an instant, he seemed to have fallen into the abyss of hell, and the golden fighting spirit and Lao Huang's fighting spirit were extinguished in an instant.

Just one look made him lose all fighting spirit in an instant.

Lao Huang only felt like an invisible mountain falling from the sky, weighing him down so that he could not move.

His heartbeat was extremely frantic in an instant, and his breathing was so rapid that he seemed to be out of breath.

"How could it be..." Lao Huang was shocked. With a thought in his mind, he wanted to open the sword box and forcefully attack.

However......

The sword box was not opened.

It just stood in the snow, looking like a tombstone.

"open!"

"open!"

No matter how old Huang opened his mouth, the sword box didn't respond at all.

Lu Zhong gently shook the fishing rod in his hand and said: "Look, you didn't even make a move.

What Lu Zhong said was that Lao Huang couldn't even use half of his moves.

But in fact, Lao Huang couldn't even draw the sword, let alone make a move.

Lao Huang stood there in shock, his Adam's apple rolling up and down, and he opened his mouth with difficulty, but could not say a word.

Lu Zhong withdrew his gaze lightly.

In an instant, Lao Huang felt as if a big mountain pressing on him had disappeared, and he felt extremely relaxed.

His breathing gradually became smoother. An extremely weak wind blew by. Lao Huang felt a slight chill on his back and shuddered.

Only then did he realize that his back was already soaked with cold sweat.

The clothes clung tightly to his back.

It took quite a while before Lao Huang came back to his senses from the shock.

Originally, he thought that no matter how inferior he was to Lu Zhong, he could still compete with Lu Zhong.

Unexpectedly, facing Lu Zhong's look, he didn't even have the strength to draw his sword.

Lao Huang bowed his hands towards Lu Zhong sincerely and said, "I am willing to admit defeat.

Jianghu people are all about faith, and they must do what they say.

If you don't keep your word, no matter how powerful your martial arts is, you won't be respected.

Lu Zhong waved his hand gently and said: "Since you are willing to admit defeat, don't disturb me fishing anymore."

"By the way, I would like to remind you that your journey of swordsmanship has not come to an end yet..."

Lao Huang was slightly startled. The road to swordsmanship has not come to an end yet. What does this mean?

He didn't think too deeply about it. Instead, he held the sword box and said respectfully: "I took my leave and left silently."

Listening to the footsteps getting farther and farther behind him, Lu Zhong raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

After Lao Huang left the lake, he walked alone.

He always felt that Lu Zhong seemed to have something in his words, but he couldn't understand what Lu Zhong wanted to express, which made Lao Huang extremely depressed.

However, when he was "fighting" with Lu Zhong just now, Lao Huang seemed to vaguely see a brand new road. Although it was very vague, it gave him a new direction.

"Is the road to swordsmanship not over yet?" Old Huang looked at the sword box in his hand, thoughtfully.

At this moment, a refreshing aroma of wine entered Lao Huang's nose.

Lao Huang's eyes lit up instantly.

"What a delicious wine!" Lao Huang has no other hobbies in his life except wine.

Smelling the aroma of the wine at this moment, it was like being injected with chicken blood.

Following the scent, Lao Huang groped his way into a deep courtyard.

Deep in the courtyard, a man had just brewed a jar of good wine.

The lid is slightly open.

Lao Huang sniffed hard.

The fragrance comes from here.

Looking at the man who was brewing the wine, Lao Huang said as he walked: "I heard that the Fenghuaxueyue brewed by Baili Dongjun, the great lord of Snow Moon City, is a rare nectar in the world. When I saw it today, it really lived up to its reputation."

Baili Dongjun raised his head when he heard the words, looked at Old Huang and said: "I heard that there is a horseman in the Beiliang Palace who is missing a front tooth. He loves wine all his life. When I see him today, he is well-deserved."

"My Fenghuaxueyue is not like ordinary fine wines, which are fragrant, but very light, and you will feel endless aftertaste when you enter it.

"But the fact that you can follow the scent to find this place shows that you are someone who understands."

Lao Huang grinned, showing his big yellow teeth, and laughed and said, "I wonder if I can try Baili City Lord's Supreme Grade wine?"

Baili Dongjun smiled leisurely, took a spoonful of wine, and said: "A gentleman dies for a confidant, and a woman looks for someone who pleases her. Good wine is naturally left to those who know how to drink it."

"Haha..." Lao Huang laughed: "I'm in Xiabei Lianghuang Formation, so I'll have a drink today!"

Baili Dongjun also laughed and said: "Snow Moon City Baili Dongjun, let me have a drink with you today!"

"Dry!"

"cheers!"

In the white sky, Lao Huang and Baili Dongjun were sitting on the ground in the pavilion.

One is the once-famous Jian Jiuhuang, and the other is the great city lord of Snow Moon City, known as the Jiuxian.

Both of them are wine lovers and it can be said that they hit it off immediately.

Between the two of them, a large pot of wine was warming.

The hot air turns into curls of white mist, filling the Snow Moon City in winter.

"Brother Huang, I think you came here from Brother Lu's house for the sake of the Northern Liang Crown Prince, right?" Baili Dongjun asked after taking a sip of hot wine.

"Hey!" Lao Huang sighed and said, "The young master was young and frivolous, and offended Mr. Lu! Lao Huang wanted to plead for mercy, but..."

Baili Dongjun laughed and said, "But I ate Xia."

Old Huang said: "Fortunately, there is wine to drink."

Baili Dongjun looked at Lao Huang and asked with a smile: "Brother Huang, what kind of person do you think Brother Lu is?"

Old Huang frowned slightly.

He frowned and thought for a long time, then sighed: "I can't see through it. I couldn't see through it three years ago!"

Baili Dongjun poured himself a glass of wine, and he poured a glass for Lao Huang.

The sound of rushing water is clear and sweet.

Baili Dongjun looked at Lao Huang and asked, "Brother Huang, do you think Brother Lu is a narrow-minded person?"

The enigmatic figure of Lu Zhong flashed through Lao Huang's mind, and then he shook his head and said: "No."

Baili Dongjun smiled leisurely and said: "Since you are not a narrow-minded person, why do you want to hold on to the Prince of Beiliang?"

Lao Huang sighed: "This is exactly what I don't understand."

Baili Dongjun suddenly asked: "Brother Huang, do you know how lonely you are?"

Old Huang was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and said: "I know, the current Beili Emperor."

Lord Baili Dong said: "Brother Huang, why can Xiao Se sit on the throne of Beili?"

"It's Mr. Lu." Lao Huang took a sip of wine and smacked his mouth hard.

Baili Dongjun smiled and said: "At first, Xiao Se was seriously injured and on the verge of death. He came to Snow Moon City and asked Brother Lu to save him. However, Brother Lu did not save him at all, but left him alone... .”

Lao Huang's eyes widened instantly, and goosebumps appeared on his body.

Looking at Baili Dongjun in disbelief, Lao Huang murmured: "Brother Baili, you mean..."

"Hahaha...I didn't say anything. Come on, come on. When you meet a close friend, a thousand cups are too little. Drink to your heart's content today."

Lao Huang was momentarily lost in thought, and then he looked up to the sky and laughed: "When you meet a close friend, a thousand cups are too little, hahaha... Come on, cheers!"

In the east-colored sky, the two of them drank happily, and the faint aroma of wine filled the courtyard.

Northern Liang Prince's Mansion.

Inside Tingchao Pavilion.

"What does Lu Zhong mean by locking up my son?" Xu Xiao, the king of Northern Liang, sat in front of the tea table, with a heroic face and a tight frown.

Li Yishan, who was sitting opposite him, was calm and said slowly: "Lu Zhong must have his purpose in doing this.

"Your Majesty, please be patient. He just imprisoned the prince, but did not make any next move. Thinking about it, he may be planning something."

After hearing this, Xu Xiao said thoughtfully: "But if we just imprison him like this, is it...?"

Li Yishan said: "My lord, can't you guess it? In my opinion, Lu Zhong probably guessed our Beiliang purpose and deliberately suppressed it in order to take the initiative."

Li Yishan tried his best, but this time, he really guessed wrong.

If Lu Zhong wants to take the initiative, there is no need to go to such trouble.

Because he himself stands on the initiative (the king's).

Xu Xiao didn't speak, he just lowered his head and drank tea, the beard on his face trembling slightly.

Li Yishan chuckled lightly and said: "Your Majesty, I think that although the prince is being imprisoned now, it is not a bad thing.

"Oh?" Xu Xiao raised his eyelids slightly: "How do you say this?"

Before Li Yishan could speak, Xu Xiao quickly said: "You mean, Liyang Court?"

"That's right!" Li Yishan smiled and nodded: "Li Yang has always been very afraid of Beiliang, and he is even more afraid of the Crown Prince."

"The last thing the court wants is for Beiliang to be hereditary, but now that the prince is imprisoned by Lu Zhong, it is a rare and good opportunity."

"The imperial court is eager for us to have a conflict with Lu Zhong, so that they can benefit from it."

A rare sly smile appeared on Xu Xiao's face: "But now, the only person being imprisoned is the Crown Prince of Northern Liang, which is not enough."

"If the Crown Prince of Northern Liang becomes the King of Northern Liang, the court will be even more lax."

"That's right." Li Yishan said: "Once the court relaxes, it will be our best opportunity."

Xu Xiao nodded and said: "In that case, I will prepare my carriage and horses to go to Beijing tomorrow. Like the emperor asking for the hereditary throne, how can I end it?"

"This is the best way." Li Yishan smiled gloomily: "The emperor would never have thought that the enemy of Beiliang has never been Snow Moon City."

Above the lake, it was still as calm as a mirror.

Lu Zhong sat here quietly, blending in with the environment.

At this moment, a series of ripples suddenly appeared around the fishing line.

There seems to be some force under the water, dragging the fishing line.

"I'm hooked." Lu Zhong chuckled lightly and raised the fishing rod in his hand.

A big fish jumped out of the water and twisted its body in mid-air. Its scales reflected the winter sunshine and shone brightly. .