Since someone invited someone to drink tea, Yuantian was of course not polite, and the dignified monk was still afraid that he would not be poisoned. After straightening his clothes, the mayor led the way into the guest room. Good guys, this décor is really luxurious. Before, Yuan Tian wanted to say that the walls and the red house were built like a palace, and when you entered it, you would almost surpass the palace.

The scene depicted on the roof is a microcosm of the sky, with the sun, stars, and moon all the same. There is no dust in the sky, the moonlight is bright, and the figure of the person is shaken. Guanghan Palace is so happy, but it is daylight outside, but it imitates the scene of night inside. No wonder the fat mayor didn't want to get out of bed.

You don't have to think about it to guess that there must be a lot of beautiful women hidden in his bedroom. This place shouldn't be called a house, it should be called a happy palace.

The mayor waved his hand, and the room immediately changed scenery.

Withered vines and old trees, faint crows, small bridges and flowing water. When the sun sets, it is suitable for tea and chatting. What kind of material is this ground made of, it is too similar to the water of a small river. And the sunset hanging from the roof, the light emitted exactly like the evening sun. This mayor is too rich, could it be said that Songjiazhuang is so rich. That's fine, it's not in vain. Yuan Tian pondered how to get some benefits from Songjiazhuang to go back, and he couldn't be sucked into the world of the Middle Ages in the painting in vain.

Several maids dressed in white cheongsams and embroidered with green peonies walked up with teapots and cups. All of them are very iconic, and they look like they are seventeen or eighteen years old at most. Looking at their weak and spineless appearance, they shouldn't be some practitioners. Although the mayor of the town was fat, Yuan Tian could tell at a glance that he was a practitioner. In fact, what caught Yuan Tian's attention the most was the leader of the guards in silver armor, because he revealed a dangerous aura. At the same time, Yuan Tian also saw his unruly and unwilling to condescend to others.

"Samurai-sama, please!"

The mayor made a gesture to let Yuan Tianxian taste the tea, and looking at the hippie smiling face, he was clearly saying whether he dared to drink it.

Yuan Tian smelled that this cloud tea was indeed very fragrant, picked up the teacup and wiped it with the lid three times, and then tasted it gently. If you want to talk about the source of the tea ceremony, you still understand, wash the cup, drop the tea, brew the tea, scrape the foam, pour the tea, order the tea, smell the fragrance, and taste the tea. Some of the more elegant famous halls are called white crane bathing and oolong entering the palace are actually a matter of one thing.

When the mayor saw that Gentian really understood the tea ceremony, some people believed that he was from Kyoto. However, he was still a little unsure if this skinny-looking guy was really a samurai. If you look at his sword, it is indeed not low-grade. But there are many people who hold good swords but don't have much real skills, maybe they just bought a spirit pet and came out to pretend to be a master.

The wine should go through three rounds, and the tea should go through three times. After three teas, the mayor began to speak: "Please forgive me, Lord Samurai, the villain has a reluctant request." ”

Yuan Tian looked at the mayor's face, and knew that it was time to play. Putting down the teacup, he calmly replied: "You're welcome, just say something." ”

"The villain has heard for a long time that the warriors of Kyoto are all strong in martial arts, and I hope that the adults can give me some advice. ”

Before the mayor could speak, the silver-armored warrior standing next to him spoke first. In fact, Yuan Tian had noticed him a long time ago, and from the beginning when he was on the wall, he stared at the blue sword in his hand, obviously a hundred unconvinced. If you want to take on a challenge, you can move your muscles and bones.

"That's fine, I haven't moved my muscles for a long time. The sword has no eyes, so let's compare our fists and feet. ”

Yuan Tian made the posture of a big man, his royal blue sword grade was so high. Now take the initiative to compare fists and feet, it seems that it is intentional.

When the mayor and the silver-armored guard heard this, their eyes lit up. Seeing that this samurai lord was so thin, he originally thought that he should be a fast swordsman. Or simply rely on weapons, and other skills are commonplace. Now he even offered to use a sword and try his fists and feet. I haven't moved my muscles for a long time, and I don't know if it's true. Practicing martial arts is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat, as a martial arts practitioner, you should practice every day. This samurai hasn't practiced boxing for a long time, and it seems that he has been spoiled by the comfortable life in Kyoto, hum!

Since they didn't test their weapons, the silver-armored guards simply took off the armor they wore outside. Armor is mainly for defensive weapons, and when it comes to fists and feet, he is really not afraid.

"Bang dang!"

The silver armor was thrown to the ground, like a big rock falling to the ground, and this thing is really unclear. Look at the leader of the guards again, revealing his tendons. Yuan Tian couldn't help but smile when he saw him like that.

It stands to reason that he wears armor all day long, and his face should be easy to tan, and his body should not be white. But this person is the opposite, his face is white, and his body is dark, like barbecue meat that is just hot.

I saw the strong muscles of the guard leader and the fist the size of a vinegar jar, and then looked at the body of Yuan Tian's ribs, as well as the slender fingers. There is not a single calloon on his hands, and his skin is still so white and tender. The mayor of the town is now very confident in his heart, and thinks that this time he can let the samurai from Kyoto drink a good pot.

"Your Excellency, please!"

The leader of the guard slammed his right hand into his left palm and performed a samurai salute, and the sound of the big man was as powerful as a fist, so much so that it really looked like that.

"Guests are as you please, I'm here as a guest, you can come first. ”

Gentian put his left hand behind his back and made a gesture with his right hand. He didn't wear that black hooded outfit now, he was wearing a white gown. Aside from the previous great sword, he really didn't look like a samurai, which was one of the reasons why the mayor was suspicious.

The leader of the guard was not polite, and did not say anything more humble. When you make a sound out of your mouth, you will exert force on your body, and when you come up, it will be a progressive collapse. This punch uses the force of the step, and the Japanese fist is directly taken from the position of the Yuantian's Jizhong acupoint. Although this style of play is simple and powerful, and the position of the person's middle point is not easy to dodge, and it is relatively unbeaten.

Yuan Tian's left hand was still behind his back, and with a flick of his soft right hand, he pushed the menacing progressive collapse fist aside. He deliberately didn't use any offensive tricks, just to see what kind of skills the people in the world of the world in the painting had.

Through such a fight, Yuan Tian had a little bit of a count in his heart. This guard leader is really not simple, from the strength of the punch just now, this person has already reached the realm of the quenching stage in terms of physical cultivation. If he was just a simple Fa cultivator, it would really be difficult to deal with him when this kind of spiritual power could not be used at the moment.

The leader of the guard but also had two blows, and the punch was pushed away but the center of gravity was not lost. Taking advantage of the sliding body forward, the other hand used a downward slash. Yuan Tian's right hand pushed away the opponent's fist and didn't retract it, and at this moment, the lower skin palm came towards the left side of his face, and the hand behind his back didn't plan to move.