"Take it serious?" Ma Sui looked at Pei Xuanqing who was furious with his eyes slanted.

"Do..." Pei Xuanqing replied in response. Before he finished speaking, Ma Sui suddenly turned around and rushed up. His left hand shook in front of him, seducing him to look away. When he raised his arms to resist, his right hand went straight into the empty door and slammed hard on Pei Xuanqing's chest.

Pei Xuanqing was not afraid, but just took a step back, then rushed back. His hands were like baskets, heading straight for Ma Sui's collar and belt, which was a common trick to horns. He was tall and powerful, and it was very suitable to use horns. Once he was caught, no matter how high his martial arts were, it would be useless. He could only be ravaged by him.

Ma Sui was obviously very clear about Pei Xuanqing's tricks. He closed his arms and snatched into the middle gate. He forced Pei Xuanqing's arms to break open, grabbed Pei Xuanqing's collar and belt, lowered his body, and used his arms to lift Pei Xuanqing over his head and threw it out.

With a loud "boom", the dust flew, Pei Xuanqing fell into dust and rolled forward for two steps. When he got up, he was already a little dizzy. He turned half a circle before finding Ma Sui's position. He roared and was about to pounce on him, Ma Sui had already arrived and rushed into Pei Xuanqing's middle gate. His right hand was like lightning, and he slashed Pei Xuanqing's neck with a palm, stepped on his thigh, and jumped high. When he fell, his left arm was hanging Pei Xuanqing's neck and pulled it hard.

Pei Xuanqing, who was already a little unsteady, fell to the ground again, shaking the ground trembled.

"I still want to fight with me." Ma Sui clapped his palms and said disdainfully: "You are overestimating your abilities." He turned around and smiled at Li Zaixing: "Li Da, don't be disturbed by this mediocre person. Hurry up, let's go through two moves. After the fight, I have to rush back to study."

Ma Sui knocked down Pei Xuanqing twice in a row, both in the flash. People with a slightly weaker eye could not even see his tricks clearly. However, all this was a clear distinction in Li Zaixing's eyes. Ma Sui's martial arts were simple and fast, fierce and straightforward, which was a typical Tang Dynasty martial arts. He was extremely fast and could leverage his strength. Pei Xuanqing had a lot of brute force but could not exert it. Instead, he used it. He had no power to fight back and was beaten to the point of being unable to get up in two rounds.

It can be said that Ma Sui has already gained the Sanzhi of Tang Shou. This person is not only good physical fitness, quick movements, but also good at using his brain. He is a very smart opponent. If Li Zaixing had not practiced hard in Prajna Temple for eight years, he would not have any confidence in winning against Ma Sui at this moment.

"Since Ma Si is in a hurry, I won't talk nonsense." Li Zaixing raised a finger with a smile and shook it in front of Ma Sui. Ma Sui didn't quite understand: "One round?"

"Yes, I can't knock you down in one round, even if I lose."

Ma Sui was stunned and then laughed up. Pei Xuanqing's subordinates looked at each other, and they all thought that Li Zaixing was too arrogant and wanted to knock down Ma Sui in one round. If Ma Sui was so weak, could he beat Pei Xuanqing so badly? They looked at Li Zaixing and curled their lips at the same time, expressing disdain.

Elmaddy and the other two had no confidence, and they smiled bitterly.

Li Zaixing looked at Ma Sui quietly, not taking the suspicion of those young people seriously.

"Okay, fight quickly and decide quickly. One round will see the winner." Ma Sui's face sank, his legs slightly split, his body sinks, and his hands protecting him, making a defensive posture. Obviously, he decided to use defense instead of attack, so that Li Zaixing could not win in one round, and then counterattack and defeat Li Zaixing, causing him to lose face.

Li Zaixing slowly rolled up his sleeves and asked, "Are you ready?"

"Okay." Ma Sui stared at Li Zaixing in a flash and responded in a deep voice. Before he finished speaking, Li Zaixing, who was still rolling up his sleeves, suddenly started to act, turning into a shadow in his eyes, and rushed to him in an instant. He was shocked and instinctively reached out to the square. A powerful force came along his arm until his chest. Before he could react, he had been hit and flew backwards.

With a loud bang, Ma Sui took two steps back and hit his own courtyard wall. The courtyard wall shook for a while, and two tiles fell down and fell on his head, falling into several pieces.

Ma Sui felt his chest tightness, his eyes turned black, and his mind was blank. After a while, he shook his head and slowly woke up. Looking at Li Zaixing who was smiling in front of him, he said with difficulty: "Why are you so fast? You still have the energy, as if you have penetrated into your heart."

Li Zaixing was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but smile: "Ma Si, aren't you dizzy? It seems that I lost."

Ma Sui waved his hand quickly: "Don't make fun of me, I know I lost. I'm just a little curious and have never seen such a martial art."

"This is a bit complicated to say. When I have time, I will invite you to drink and I will tell you slowly. Now, you should go back and study quickly."

Ma Sui was stunned for a moment and laughed silently: "What kind of book is reading? Reading is for the purpose of seeking knowledge. Now there is a book in front of you, how can I let go of it easily?"

"Ma Si, you are a real student." Li Zaixing raised his thumbs up and praised: "Or why should we go have a drink now?"

"Okay." Ma Cheng responded readily, turned around and shouted at the small building in the yard: "Brother, I'm going to have a drink, I'll tell you when I'm back." As he said that, he pulled Li Zaixing up and left. A figure appeared in the window of the small building and shouted: "Silang, you don't study, so you go to have a drink. Come and see me, I won't kill you."

Ma Sui didn't look back and pulled Li Zaixing away. A heavy footsteps came from behind, like a muffled thunder from afar. Pei Xuanqing's voice sounded from behind: "Hey, hey, Ma Si, are you too unfair, rob my friend?"

Ma Sui cursed: "If you are interested in drinking, come with me. If you are afraid, get out quickly so as not to disturb my mood."

"Go, of course." Pei Xuanqing muttered: "You, Ma Si, are the most indifferent. You always give me a face in front of my friends."

Ma Sui laughed loudly, and Li Zaixing also laughed. The young people in the Tang Dynasty were all a little bit terrible. They were fighting hard just now, but now they are getting together to have a drink. But unlike those scholars, although they can't move their fists, they have more thoughts in their backs than anyone else.

Anyifang is not a prostitute like Pingkangfang, but it is of very high quality. There is a family in Mingkeli in the east gate. The owner's surname is Li, and the leading brand is a name called Li Wa. He is a little older - for the Tang people - probably twenty-three or four. He has a pretty face and a light makeup. He just drew his eyebrows and lit his lips. Seeing that a guest came to her, she didn't see much enthusiasm. The decoration in the house was not ostentatious, not very much like a prostitute, but rather like a jassic boudoir.

"Don't underestimate this little lady." Ma Sui introduced: "Although she is not skilled in martial arts, she is a chivalrous man and is not allowed to be a wise man. What about me, Ma Si, is she the most admired. Pei Ershier, where are you?"

"Of course I am too." Pei Xuanqing said without hesitation.

Li Wa didn't care either, so she turned around to arrange the wine and food.

"Brother Li, what kind of martial arts were you just now?" As soon as he sat down, Ma Sui couldn't wait to ask.

Li Zaixing pondered for a moment, looked at Ma Sui, and then at Pei Xuanqing, who looked curious, and said, "You two don't know that in martial arts, there is the so-called "one force to reduce ten levels, and the so-called "one force to reduce the qigong without practicing martial arts, and the "one force to reduce ten levels," and "one force to reduce ten levels, only because of strong muscles and bones. If a body like Brother Pei meets an ordinary person, no matter how many ways he comes, I will only go all the way, so I will naturally be invincible. But if your opponent is faster than you and knows how to borrow strength, then it will be difficult for you to deal with it. For example, an opponent like Brother Ma, you basically have no strength to fight back."

"Isn't that true?" Pei Xuanqing touched his nose in frustration.

Ma Sui laughed proudly: "What does the so-called practice of boxing or not practicing martial arts and silence until the end of time?"

"If it's just brute force, staying at the superficial level of strength, the lethality is limited after all. Not everyone has the physique of Brother Pei. But if brute force is used to make it, it's different." Li Zaixing pointed at Ma Sui: "You just felt that there was a kind of strength entering your heart, which was this kind of strength. When practicing qigong, you practice this kind of strength, not simple brute force."

Ma Sui thought something, and after a moment, he asked, "Can you say that brute force is like military force, and strength is elite force. Ordinary people lead troops to fight only by comparing the number of troops, while famous generals use elite force to find gaps and enter, and can kill with one blow when necessary, and use the small to defeat the big one. Just like Duke Wei defeated the Turks, he defeated Jie Li Khan with only two hundred elite cavalry in Su Dingfang."

Li Zaixing was very surprised. He heard Li Mi talk about the art of military affairs of Wei Gong, and of course he knew this case, but he himself did not associate the art of military affairs with boxing. The first time Ma Sui heard such a statement, he thought of the art of military affairs, which shows that this person is very attentive to the art of military affairs.

"Brother Ma has studied the art of Wei Gong's military?"

Ma Sui smiled complacently and said, "I, a man from the Tang Dynasty, have no one who does not read the military arts if he wants to kill generals and kill enemies and make achievements. Duke Wei is my war god of Tang Dynasty, and his military arts are a must-have item on the desks of those who use military personnel. How can I not be familiar with it?"

"What you just read upstairs is the military book?"

"Where?" Ma Sui's face changed and he waved his hand helplessly: "My father asked me to read Confucian classics, poems and songs. I hope I can pass the books and become an official in literature. If I don't want to read it, he locked me upstairs and asked my brother to look at me."

"Brother Ma has the ability to use military force, why did Ling Zun insist that you go to the imperial examination?"

"I can't blame my father for this. My father once passed the Ming military and arts department, but now he is also a military position. He shouldn't have forced my brother to follow the literature. However, the Tang Dynasty now emphasizes literature and neglects military personnel, and there is no way out for military personnel. It is extremely difficult to find a general and a prime minister. Fighting on the battlefield for a lifetime is not as good as a few articles. He had no choice but to abandon martial arts and follow literature and seek a way out from paper and pen."
Chapter completed!