Chapter 22 The Art of Yijian Created by the Master of Ergonomics
Chapter 22 The Yijian method created by the master of ergonomics
An old man in his seventies, in green robes, rushed out of the clouds and mist, his robes carrying the wind and making a hunting sound. He swooped down like a bird of prey in the mountains, and the long sword in his hand shone with cold light.
The brow peaks are evil, and the fighting spirit is awe-inspiring!
Mu Chenxing's scalp was numb. It was forty meters away. He rushed across forty meters in just one breath. His telepathy field almost failed to catch anyone.
He really gets stronger with age.
But he didn't hide.
As long as he is within his telekinesis field, and as long as he does not think faster than his mind, the enemy will definitely be defeated.
He knew that this old man must be Feng Qingyang, the top expert in the world.
So what?
Let's stay in the storage space for a while first.
He continued to walk forward and walked to the entrance of the cave Si Guo Cliff. After sitting on the stone platform at the entrance, he placed Feng Qingyang with his back turned to him forty meters away.
Feng Qingyang's sword was still sharp and his fighting spirit was still high, but his opponent had lost his figure and his position was wrong.
Maybe I should build a "flying sword".
Mu Chenxing bowed his head and admitted defeat, Dugu Qiubai was so evil, he was convinced!
His gains today are not small. If he goes back to study the recording carefully, he will definitely be able to make Dugu Nine Swords look impressive. After all, he is a top student who has been admitted to a top prestigious school with high scores. He has no shortage of IQ and has the experience of his predecessors.
In conclusion, with Feng Qingyang’s careful interpretation, there is no problem in learning this set of swordsmanship.
So he changed his words.
"Although I failed to crack Senior Dugu's swordsmanship, I also realized a truth." Mu Chenxing had the idea of pranking him, but also wanted to encourage the old man, hoping to encourage him to pursue martial arts.
It is really unworthy and failed to master the art passed down by the ancestors.
"It's hard to find an opponent, it's so lonely and embarrassing! I'm so rude." Feng Qingyang sheathed her sword and held it in her hand as a courtesy.
"Okay." Feng Qingyang walked to the stone platform and sat down. Looking at this man's immature face, he couldn't help but ask: "May I ask your respectable Geng?"
Dugu Qiubai's focus is not on moves at all. He himself has no moves, and the enemies in his eyes have no moves. He is not breaking moves at all, he is breaking people.
He felt extremely honored, because he was witnessing the sword debate between the geniuses after five hundred years!
He disassembles all the movements that the human body can do, and by analyzing the opponent's posture and signs of muscle exertion, he can see through the subsequent series of movements.
Try it without losing any pieces of meat. What if you succeed?
In view of this, Mu Chenxing took the right medicine: I am not here to challenge you today. I am here to challenge Dugu Qiufei and fulfill the last wish of my senior. There is no reason for you to stop me.
"He is truly a genius, beyond comparison with ordinary people of our generation." He sighed slumped, and asked with a hint of bitterness: "Your Majesty, why are you looking for me when you go up the cliff?"
It's like going through nine years of compulsory education together, and it turns out that some people are math geniuses, while others can't even add, subtract, multiply and divide.
His heart trembled, and he looked back with his long sword. The sword light stirred behind him, breaking the opponent's possible pursuit, and then he turned back and looked back.
A group of people learned chess at the same time, and some became national Go players, while others became bad chess players.
Mu Chenxing said this on purpose. If he directly said that he wanted to see the sword manual of Dugu Nine Swords, a stubborn old man like Feng Qingyang would never give it to him. Even if he died and his inheritance was cut off, he would not let it.
He, a person who didn't know the details, got this top-notch swordsmanship.
Taking heaven and earth as teachers and borrowing the power of all things, how similar is this to the great man who "harmonizes Yin and Yang, adjusts to the four seasons, travels between heaven and earth, and reaches beyond sight and hearing" according to ancient legends?
Anyway, in the eyes of this old man, Mu Chenxing is no longer a martial arts prodigy once seen in a century, but has risen to the realm of a perfect person who has realized the unity of nature and man.
Feng Qingyang let out a long sigh. His energy and spirit seemed to have become sluggish, and his face was getting older. He spent a lot of effort in these three hours, and the result once again proved his ancestor's awesomeness and his own stupidity.
Maybe I, the disguised swordsman, can become a real swordsman.
"Nineteen."
His focus from the beginning was not on moves, so no matter how complicated and bizarre the enemy's martial arts routines were, they could not confuse him. It doesn't matter how many sword flowers you draw or how clever you are, no matter what the illusion and reality are, or how unpredictable it is.
You can only use those few movements, and I only need to attack the nodes of your movements.
This is "to attack the enemy, you must save it."
At that time, Dugu Qiubai became invincible in the world after he reached middle age. For the rest of his life, he lamented that he had no rivals and was so bored. He even wrote on his epitaph the sentence "I have never been able to find an opponent in my life, and I am lonely and embarrassed."
The descendant also knew his loneliness.
Feng Qingyang was stunned for a moment. Senior Dugu was a figure from the early Song Dynasty. You, a Ming Dynasty person, want to challenge him after five hundred years?
This matter... is not impossible. It is indeed lonely to ask for a rival but not get it. It is difficult for people who have not reached this level to understand. It happens that he knows a little about this feeling.
The opponent was sitting peacefully more than ten feet away.
"I want to defeat Senior Dugu Qiubai."
"well!"
Then we summarize the common movements of martial arts such as bare hands, weapons, hidden weapons, etc., as well as the weaknesses of the movement of Qi along with the movements, into a few formulas, or routines, Go formulas and the like. This is what will be broken later.
That eight-style swordsmanship.
Mu Chenxing finally understood the essence of Dugu's Nine Swords, and also understood the principle of the Book of Changes: "Returning to a younger sister leads to Wuwu, Wuwu tends to the same person, and the same person leads to great success...".
"Okay, I'll read it to you!" He suddenly became bold and excited, and with a mentality of witnessing martial arts legends and meeting the one born in heaven, he interpreted Dugu Qiufei's sword manual for Mu Chenxing word by word.
Yesterday, he heard that this man wielded a sword in the air, which made him feel itchy. However, in today's fight, no one used his sword.
This "sword discussion" in Feng Qingyang's eyes lasted for three hours.
Whether it will work or not is another matter, but preparation in advance is essential.
There is no concept of time in the storage space, and his thinking will stop after entering. Therefore, his consciousness still stayed at the moment when he raided Mu Chenxing, and he had the illusion that the enemy disappeared instantly and his position was changed.
What he said was not martial arts at all, but his reasoning and manner were really deceptive.
It is a set of gaming methods created by Dugu Qiubei, a master of ergonomics.
"You and I have no enmity, so why did we start fighting and killing each other as soon as we came up?" Mu Chenxing asked in a calm tone while sitting on the stone platform.
Of course, the principles are the same, and the routines are also the routines. How to use them depends on everyone's understanding.
"How about we talk about it?" Mu Chenxing invited.
Feng Qingyang's mentality was too lifeless, so he wanted to show him something exciting.
"Nineteen years old?" The old man felt that he had been greatly shocked. He had been practicing swordsmanship for seventy years, but he could not make a single move at the hands of a child. He could not even figure out how he was defeated. It was really shocking.
How could he understand the sword manual that was full of classical Chinese and ancient Chinese characters? Feng Qingyang probably wouldn't let him take the sword manual away, so before going up the cliff, he prepared recording equipment. This is called technology.
Crush, this is a strike across the ages.
What a powerful method!
If someone can defeat Senior Dugu, his spirit in heaven will be happy.
The reason is very simple. The Dugu Nine Swords are not martial arts, or in other words, this sword technique is not martial arts in the conventional sense.
The defeat was complete and inexplicable.
He hooked his fingers, and Feng Qingyang raised the sword on his waist, a pile of stones near the stone platform, and a few dead branches, all flying around him in the air, like soldiers paying homage to a general, or ministers paying homage to a king.
Feng Qingyang was frightened.
What matters is IQ and understanding.
"Okay, I will write down the sword score of Senior Dugu for you to read." He decided to accomplish this and let this young man who defeated him challenge Dugu to defeat!
"I have never practiced martial arts. Senior, can you read the sword manual to me in plain vernacular?" Mu Chenxing made another request, and quietly took out a mini tape recorder and hid it in his arms.
After practicing swordsmanship for seventy years, he still couldn't pass a single shot under anyone's hands, but such an amazingly talented person still bowed his head in front of his ancestor's sword manual. He didn't feel proud, he just felt that his qualifications were dull and not as good as his ancestor's.
Mu Chenxing frowned slightly, pretending to be contemplating, and finally sighed: "The truth is there, but I can't express it in words. I can only show it to you. I hope seniors can understand it."
Mu Chenxing was going to show off and fool the old man, and said loudly: "I have never practiced a single move or a half, nor have I seen the mental techniques of martial arts. All my skills are based on reading the classics, understanding the principles, and taking heaven and earth as my teacher.
Taking mountains and rivers as friends, connecting the world with one breath, borrowing it from all things."
The smarter a person is, the more he thinks and the more powerful his brain is.
What a weird technique!
Of course, he would not hold a long sword and fight with people at close quarters. He would have to figure out a set of attack techniques for telekinetic sword control based on his own situation.
Dugu Nine Swords, to put it bluntly, this was created by a highly intelligent person. It is out of the scope of conventional martial arts and can only be used by highly intelligent people. Yijian swordsmanship!
This is "predict the enemy's aircraft first".
With the ability to "predict the enemy's plan first" and understanding the principle of "attacking the enemy must save it", the basic skills of Dugu Nine Swords have been completed. This is the content of the "general formula".
This is called information gap.
"I lost."
He knew in his heart that once the fight ended, he was defeated.
"Have you never practiced martial arts?" Feng Qingyang's eyes almost popped out of his head. I was defeated by a child who had never practiced martial arts? This was so bizarre and absurd that he couldn't accept it.
This is deceiving honest people.
He didn't know if Feng Qingyang recognized this logic, but he wanted to give it a try anyway.
Then, while Feng Qingyang was stunned, he "shattered the void", "soared into the sky", traveled across the universe, and returned to a world where super powers were out of control.
He planned to get two boxes of whiskey, some weapons, and deal with some trivial matters before heading to a new world.
What kind of world would it be like in a universe where energy activity and information activity both exceed super-power and runaway powers?