Volume 18: The Third Master's Sword Chapter 437: Street Performing Arts
Early in the morning.
Xiaoyun stood in a very open place. There were no vendors on either side. Instead, there were two rows of shelves with knives, guns, sticks and clubs on them and snow-white towels hanging on them.
There are two stone locks under the shelf, estimated to weigh more than 100 kilograms.
"Come on, take a look. The hero who beat up a vicious dog with his fists. His Shaolin boxing skills passed down from his ancestors are invincible. He killed a big vicious dog with just one punch!"
“Don’t miss it!”
"The greatest hero in the world comes here to practice boxing!"
A group of children boasted about Xiaoyun to the point that she was the best in the world, which really attracted a lot of people to watch.
"Um...brother, excuse me, aren't the high monks of Shaolin Temple renounced worldly affairs and have no wives or children? How come you are learning the boxing inherited from your ancestors..."
Xiao Yun wiped the sweat from his forehead and explained: "I... I am a lay disciple of Shaolin."
"Oh, so that's how it is. I heard that you can kill a dog this big with one punch. Is that true?"
The man made a gesture and stretched his hands wide open. It seemed that what he made was not a dog, but a tiger, leopard lion or wolf.
Xiaoyun waved his hands and smiled, "It's too big to be a dog. But it doesn't matter, I've even killed a tiger with my bare hands!"
He was not bragging when he said this, for a long time ago, when his martial arts skills were not yet fully developed, he had already killed a tiger with his bare hands in a dark room.
"Oh! Then I'd like to see it. Killing a tiger with bare hands, I don't think the disciples of Emei Sect can do it. You are really good at showing off your skills!"
Many people are always like this. If you are more humble, they will look down on you and despise you; if you brag more, they will ridicule you and wait to laugh at you.
It seemed as if they had never considered who they really were. They wanted to see the performance of "unique martial arts" without spending a penny and taking any risk. I'm afraid even Xie Xiaofeng wouldn't dare to have such a luxury.
call!
Seeing more and more people gathering, Xiao Yun threw a punch in the air. Of course, this punch did not contain any internal force, but it was still very powerful, with a loud sound that broke through the air.
"Ouch, that's powerful!"
Someone started to cheer.
However, as Xiao Yun continued to fight, someone started to speak up: "I heard that Shaolin's boxing is very powerful and strong, why is he fighting so fancy?"
The boxing style taught by the nameless master is different from the ordinary "Arhat Subduing Tiger Fist" and is three times more agile.
"Haha, after all, he is not a senior monk from Shaolin Temple, so it is normal for him to be a little bit inferior!"
"Since he is not good enough, why does he come to the streets to make a fool of himself? Why don't we go directly to the temple and watch the monks fight!"
“…”
Some people were talking, some were chatting, and the conversation just kept going on and on without stopping.
Xiaoyun finished his set of boxing, but the two people were still chatting.
"Ouch, this punch must have been caused by not having enough food! Hahahaha!"
Xiao Yun suddenly stopped, bowed to the two of them and said, "I wonder what you two think about martial arts, would you like to teach me something?"
One of them immediately shut up, but the other one asked, "What's wrong? You can't let people say your boxing skills are bad?"
Xiaoyun said: "I just thought you were also a martial arts expert."
"Yes, yes, you are so knowledgeable, why don't you just go up and give it a try!"
"Let's fight if you don't agree!"
Of course, those who wanted to watch the fun didn't mind the trouble and started to instigate it.
The man blushed and shouted again, "What do you mean by fighting? Do I have to be a chef and know how to cook in order to evaluate whether a dish is good or not?"
He is right, there is no problem, not bad at all.
Xiao Yun said, "An expert in gourmet food doesn't need to know how to cook, and an expert in commenting on food doesn't need to personally participate in the competition."
"It's really a bit too much for someone who can't even read all the characters to complain that the Analects is not profound enough."
The man said angrily, "I... I have never eaten pork, but I have seen pigs run. Your boxing skills are not as good as those of the Shaolin monks. Although I don't understand much , I can tell at a glance!"
Xiaoyun suddenly stopped arguing with him, but stood there quietly without saying a word.
He clasped his hands together , lowered his head, and suddenly entered a state of deep thought.
Seeing that he did not fight back, the passerby became even more aggressive: "You just got angry and said nonsense because I pointed out the shortcomings of your boxing. I think you are just a charlatan who is trying to attract attention. Everyone, don't..."
The little girl who had been standing nearby couldn't stand it any longer and said, "No, no, big brother is really very, very powerful. I saw with my own eyes that he immediately..."
At this moment, the crowded crowd was suddenly pushed aside, interrupting all conversations, and a group of constables came over.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way, this is a public matter, and there is no responsibility for accidental injuries!"
“Get out of the way!”
After some pushing and shoving, five or six constables finally stood in front of Xiaoyun.
One of them, wearing a big policeman's hat, patted his waist with his belly sticking out, and said, "Did you kill the black Southwest Mastiff that belonged to my county magistrate's grandmother?"
He spoke in a loud voice, but Xiaoyun did not respond.
It wasn't until someone came up and pushed Xiaoyun that Xiaoyun realized something was wrong.
Xiao Yun frowned and said, "Black Southwestern Mastiff? If you're talking about the vicious dog that hurt people, then I was the one who killed it!"
The constable who was speaking looked at the large stone locks and various swords and guns placed nearby, and felt a little scared, so he asked again: "When we constables do our job, we also need to have both human and material evidence. So, tell me how you killed that evil... Oh, no, it was a Southwest Mastiff?"
Xiaoyun waved his fist and said, "I beat him to death with my fist!"
The captain smacked his lips and said, "Use your fist? Can you show me how to do it again?"
When he said this, he couldn't help but feel a little proud. Looking at Xiaoyun's posture, he knew that he was not someone to be trifled with; so he deliberately let Xiaoyun punch him first, so that he would have an idea of whether he was strong or weak by then.
He has been in this line of work for more than ten years. He has a good habit of being cautious, which is why he managed to get to his current position as the head of the police force. Naturally, he has some tricks in his work.
Xiaoyun shook her head and said, "You want to see it? No."
The captain said, "Why not? Do you want a reward? Haha, I'll give it to you."
He felt in his pocket and accidentally took out a few banknotes. His face immediately turned red and he quickly stuffed the banknotes back in front of everyone.
"Ahem... who of you guys can throw a few coins over? We're the ones doing the job, and we don't arrest people randomly. We have to see..."
Xiao Yun suddenly interrupted him and said, "It's not because of the reward, it's because I have forgotten how to perform that set of boxing just now."
The captain stretched his head and stood there in shock, wondering, "Forgot?"
Xiao Yun nodded seriously: "Yes, I forgot. But I still remember some other boxing techniques. If you want to see them, I can show you, but you have to pay for it."
“Hahahahahahahaha!”
The passers-by laughed loudly: "Have you forgotten the boxing moves you just made? Are all the officials and gentlemen fools?"
Xiaoyun said: "I indeed forgot."
The passerby said, "Sir, his boxing skills are very poor. He doesn't dare to show off in front of you. Beat him up and I guarantee he will confess all his crimes."
The passerby and Xiaoyun only met once and had a slight dispute, but unexpectedly he wanted to put Xiaoyun into a difficult situation. The viciousness of this kind of person is really hard to describe in words.
The captain frowned, looked at Xiaoyun back and forth several times, then looked away and smiled at the passers-by.
"So beating someone up can make them confess their crimes?"
Passersby could tell that there was something wrong with what he said, but they didn't know what went wrong.
Before he could respond, the head of the police said, "Come here, take this man back to the government office and give him a good beating to see if he will confess his crime!"
The captain of the police put his hands on his waist, held his head high, and looked very majestic.
"If he tells the truth about his crime, he will be executed according to the law. If he still refuses to tell the truth after being tortured... then he is deceiving this captain, which is an even greater crime!"
After saying this, a group of detectives looked at each other in amazement and had no choice but to obey the order and take the passerby away.
"Captain of the Police... How are we going to explain this to the County Magistrate when we get back..."
"Stupid, do you know that there was a person named Xiaoyun who caused a big disturbance in Liu Mansion before?"
"Ah, could this person be..."
"I was just wondering why he looked familiar to me. He was the portrait of Xiaoyun that we were looking for! Luckily I remembered him in the end..."
"Even the masters of the Hainan Sword School are no match for us. If we go, we will die in vain! This person is really hateful. He even stands by and asks us to provoke him..."
A group of detectives were talking in low voices, kicking passers-by on the buttocks from time to time, and then gradually walked away.
Only passers-by were still shouting along the way.
" My Lord , I am innocent!"
