The wind sounded by Dou Wen's ears, and a gray shadow passed by. It was the Sword Master Ge Nie. Among the thousands of leaves, the wooden sword pierced dozens of leaves. The leaves turned several times and turned into broken shadows without a trace. Then they flew into the sky.
It means that the end of the sword emits the unforged sword energy, and everything it passes through is like a tornado, and nothing can stop this sword.
At the same time, Master Xu in the distance was quietly admiring this scene. Although Yuan Hong had been replaced by a wooden sword, the lethality was greatly reduced, but every sword skill used by Ge Nie was at its peak.
, there is nothing superfluous, every angle, every change in strength is just right and exquisite.
How could there be such a divine sword in this world? How many people can block such a unique skill?
The mountains and fields are quiet, with the singing of autumn birds and the gentle breeze caressing the weeping willows, forming a beautiful picture.
Suddenly, a roar echoed through the mountains.
"Get out!" As soon as Master Ben's voice fell, another young and provocative voice sounded: "Old man, you have the guts to catch me, can't you catch me? Hahahaha..."
"Despicable, shameless, dirty and thief Mr. Ban, just rest. I won't disturb you anymore. We will never see each other again."
Amidst the laughter, the young man ran away quickly, leaving Master Ban's residence and met Master Xu on the top of the mountain.
The farmer took a breath of fresh air and shouted like a bird escaping from its cage: "Hey, this big brother."
Master Xu glanced around, and after confirming that the young man was calling him, he reluctantly nodded. A moment later, the farmer had arrived beside Master Xu. Master Xu squinted and said with a smile: "You call me this old man with silver hair."
Brother, what a shame!"
The farmer realized that this was reasonable and that he had made a mistake, so he quickly changed his name to "Old Man".
When he heard the word disrespectful old man, Master Xu's face suddenly darkened and he asked coldly: "What did you ask me to do?"
The farmer put his palms together, praying, and said with a smile: "I have made you, the old man of the Mohist family, miserable, and I am here to share this good news with you."
"Then you can leave after you finish speaking."
The farmer squinted his eyes and met Master Xu's disdainful gaze. The two of them looked at each other in unison. For a long time, their eyes did not blink. It was obvious that they had entered a "battle stalemate". The time continued like this.
When both parties reached their limit, they both turned their heads away in unison and kept blinking their tired and sleepy eyes.
The farmer didn't expect that the opponent's dim, bloodshot old eyes could persist for so long. Since he couldn't defeat him in this way, it seemed that he had to use another trick to tease him.
Master Xu thought to himself that this prickly hair ball could make people angry wherever he went. It would be best for the old man not to offend such a hot-blooded scoundrel. He suppressed his impulse for the time being and talked to him nicely.
"Hey?" the farmer said, "I never heard you speak when we first met. I guess you must be the most humble among the Mo family, right? You can't even get a word in?"
"Yes!" Master Xu's answer was extremely calm.
"You are the only one with nothing to do. I guess you are the oldest, right? So they are afraid of breaking your old bones."
"Yes!"
"I guess you are the least capable! That's why they don't have to do anything?"
"Yes", in his calm tone, there was already a tremor that he tried to suppress.
"I guess, no matter how others scold you or humiliate you, you can only say two words, right?"
In an instant, a cold light flashed from Master Xu's sleeve. A sharp dagger was unsheathed and rubbed against the farmer's neck at a very fast speed. The farmer's hair was stranded. This sharp tool for blowing and breaking hair was on Master Xu's hand.
In his hand, it was much more effective than Master Ben's majestic machine axe. The farmer could hardly say a word, and he didn't even dare to breathe. He prayed that Master Xu's hand that was shaking due to shortness of breath would stop shaking.
If he accidentally made a big mistake, he would probably die.
After living for such a long time, when had he ever been insulted by such a junior? Master Xu looked back at the farmer with authority and said sternly: "The biggest failure of your life is that you underestimated the old man. Before you failed,
, Is there anything else you want to say?”
The farmer hurriedly turned his eyes left and right instead of shaking his head.
"It's such a pity that you gave up even if I gave you a chance." Master Xu spoke the words very strongly, and the meaning was self-evident. The farmer immediately rolled his eyes up and down. Master Xu saw that he was more honest, so he took the dagger away.
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The farmer clapped his chest in shock and couldn't utter a word for a long time. Today he learned a lesson. The old men who looked weak and indifferent turned out to be terrifyingly ruthless when they were serious. It seems that he can't be in front of them in the future.
It was chaos. Next, he brought the topic to Ge Nie who was practicing swordsmanship in the distance, "Uh! Excuse me, who is that person who is brushing the wooden sword?"
His tone of voice obviously changed 180 degrees, from arrogant to peaceful, unruly to polite, which made Master Xu think he was playing some conspiracy, and he coughed a few times.
, replied: "The famous man who was once beside Ying Zheng, the number one swordsman in the empire."
The farmer turned around and asked: "It has such a great name, why haven't I heard of it?"
Everyone knows about his glorious deeds. Master Xu glanced at the farmer with disdain, thinking that the former bandit Zhi's evaluation of Ge Nie was not entirely true. The frog in the well next to him was a different kind, but the farmer had obviously been taken over by the empire's first emperor.
The swordsman was attracted by such a famous name. When he asked Master Xu as if begging for permission, Master Xu suddenly replied: "Sword Master, Ge Nie."
The farmer looked surprised and sighed: "In this world, there is actually a guy who plays swordsman called a sword master! This tone is even louder than mine! The bullshit is stronger than mine! Do you believe it?"
"I believe, and I am lucky enough to have witnessed his superb sword-wielding style with my own eyes."
"Really? Then tell me quickly!"
"I don't need to waste any more time on you, just go away"
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In the end, Master Xu couldn't stand the farmers' rogue pestering, so he reluctantly said:
"That was the time when Ge Nie and Wei Zhuang were fighting fiercely in the Guan City. The two strongest swordsmen in the world, the two figures suddenly merged and then separated. Wei Zhuang advanced like a dragon and Ge Nie retreated like a spiritual snake. It was obvious that
Everyone was shocked and dazzled, and the aroused sword energy swept across all directions, making it impossible for others to intervene."
"So awesome?" Master Tingxu said so miraculously that the farmer was obviously not willing to believe it, "Then who won in the end?"
Master Xu closed his eyes, as if reliving the fierce battle from the ink core: "Ge Nie switched his hands, guarding and retreating, and only waited for his internal strength to reach its optimal state before he used the hundred steps that were unparalleled in the world.
Flying sword, unexpectedly, Wei Zhuang, who was practicing horizontal swordsmanship in the same sect, also used Ge Nie's famous sword. He was already flying with extreme lightness, and his strength was not stopping. He made a turn in the air and swung his shark teeth to attack. After that,
Shark Tooth and Yuan Hong were in a stalemate, and the subsequent duel turned into a series of situations that no one could have imagined." Master Xu paused for a long time, then slowly opened his mouth and said in a heavy tone: "In our case
In my mind, Mr. Ge is undefeated, and his character and integrity as a swordsman are far beyond what Wei Zhuang can match."
Staring at Master Xu's solemn and deep expression, the farmer believed it for a little bit, and then asked: "Wow! Old man, I was so excited when I heard what you said, do you also know how to use a sword?"
As soon as the farmer asked this question, Master Xu immediately cleared up his heavy face and felt much more relaxed. It seemed that whenever others mentioned this question to him, he would smile and answer in a clear and more solemn tone: "Although I
I don’t know how to use a sword, but I understand swords. I am a swordsmith. I live for swords and I can die for swords.”
The farmer who had always been smiling playfully gradually put away his smile, because he felt from the bottom of his heart that the swordsmith who lived and died for the sword was amazing, and he should not treat him with contempt and ridicule.
He underestimated his value and was silent for a long time. Then he stared at Ge Nie and found another topic and said: "Hey, old man, I saw that guy wielding a wooden sword. His moves were ordinary and he didn't look like that.
How thrilling, not to mention the feeling of a powerful divine dragon or a scurrying spiritual snake."
"As a swordsman, your heart should be as calm as water and empty. Yes, Mr. Ge is indeed like this. He is as lonely and cold as a cliff, making the world look up to him and fear him. But now Mr. Ge has too much in his heart.
It was a heavy burden, but because of this, he took a different path." Master Xu said this and listened again.
"What kind of road is it? Can you stop talking and finish it in one breath?" This outspoken young man said a little impatiently.
"The real strong man does not stand at the top of the crowd and treat all living beings as nothing. Mr. Ge now prays not for the sharp edge of the sword, but to use the light of the sword in his heart to illuminate the ruins in the hearts of all living beings. This
He is the real sword master of flesh and blood."
"In the past, that guy always gave me the impression of being expressionless and not very talkative. I thought he was pretending to be sophisticated. Did he turn out to be such a secretive and great person?" Looking at the man in the forest,
Once again, a sense of admiration arose in his bohemian heart. He began to wonder what kind of people these Mohist disciples were. When they first met, he disliked many of them, including the annoying Gao Jianli, the arrogant Da
Iron Hammer, the smooth-talking Zhizhi, and the disrespectful old man Ban, but the more I get along with them, the more curious I become about them. The more I study them, the more I find that they have extraordinary abilities. Gao Jianli's Qinggong is naturally better than
Although he is not as good as him, he can play a good piano. The big hammer is not as strong as him, but he has unparalleled power. Although the kid from Robber Zhi is hanging by his arm, his speed is still as fast as him. As for the old man from the class,
, although he is not as flexible as him, but his head is really full of fun and can create many new things. For example, these days he is building a big wooden bird that he has never seen before or even thought about.
One day, the Mo family will ride on him to rescue their brothers. The farmer looked at Master Xu and asked: "You escaped here because you were being hunted. I know this in my heart. Now you are finally safe."
But you have to give up your hard-won stable life and risk your life to save a person's life. Is it worth it?"
A faint sadness came over Master Xu, but he told the farmer in a firm and unquestionable tone: "If you give up everything to do something, there is no value or not, only whether you want to do it, not to mention that it is our Mohist family.
Brothers who are suffering”.
"It turns out that these are the disciples of the Mo family! A group of heroes with friendship and flesh and blood!" When he saw Genie dancing his sword again, he said, "According to what you said, that man carried too many burdens in his heart.
, is that why the sword swing is so heavy and cautious, and the moves are simple and crisp?"
"Well! You can think of it this way. After giving up many complicated sword moves in the past, it can be regarded as washing away the brilliance and returning to nature."
"In this way, it is somewhat similar to the swordsmanship of peasants. There are no fancy sword moves, it is simple and simple."
"Farmer's swordsmanship? You remind me of a person. You should be familiar with Shengqi?" Although he has been imprisoned in the Empire's death row for many years, he also comes from a peasant family. Presumably, such a character will not be forgotten by a disciple of a peasant family, but
The farmer's answer surprised Master Xu. The farmer replied almost without thinking: "I have never heard of that kind of guy."
Master Xu asked again: "The black swordsman wins seven, the one who uses a giant sword wins seven. Farmer disciple, you don't know?"
"What should I know about this unknown person?"
"Then among the peasant disciples you know, who has the strongest swordsmanship?"
"Who is the strongest?" The farmer frowned and thought for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and said sadly: "Of course it's the grandson of Mang Zhong, who dances with a sword with great momentum, can break mountains and rocks, fill mountains and move seas.
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Master Xu's eyes widened and his mouth opened wide, "Is this an exaggeration?" This ignorant person exaggerated absurd rumors. Even if his flesh and blood body was strengthened a hundred times, how could he achieve such a miracle?
"It's not an exaggeration, I'm afraid you won't believe it."
"I've been chatting with you for so long, and you know a lot about swords. I'm very excited when I hear what you say. Do you also know how to use a sword?"
As soon as Master Xu asked this question, the farmer immediately cleared up his heavy face and felt much more relaxed. As if he was imitating Master Xu's previous demeanor, he answered in a clear and solemn tone: "Although I don't know how to use it,
I don’t know anything about swords, but I am a loyal guardian of a snow girl sister. I can live for her, but I will not die, because I want to live well for her.”
Xu Master suddenly realized, and sighed with serious words: "It turns out that the ultimate love is to be greedy for life and afraid of death. Little brother, you taught me a lesson, but it is a pity that Snow Girl already has a loyal guardian by her side. God is afraid
I won’t give you a chance.”
The farmer snorted stubbornly: "So many years of experience tell me that there is no such thing as a pie in the sky. As a man who stands upright, you have to create opportunities yourself."
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