"There is space in the knot, but there is no thickness in the blade. If there is space in the blade without thickness, there will be enough room for the sword to move freely." Zhuangzi·Health Preservation Master
Lou Fa was naturally nervous. It was a critical moment right now. If something unexpected happened, wouldn't it delay the overall situation? But at this time, both Gan Ning and the old man had their thoughts. Fighting is most likely to occur between young knights. If there is no one
It was extremely difficult to suppress the competition in this competition, so Lou Fahengjue stood between the two of them, guarding Gan Ning and said: "The imperial court's important affairs are important. If we make a mistake here, how can we cope with the hard battle that follows!"
Gan Ning is no longer the young man who was easily carried away by passion. At first, he just wanted to deliberately provoke the old man in front of him to see how much strength he still had under his old and frail body. Unexpectedly, he actually
Fearless, this made him not only feel no regrets, but also more eager to try.
The old man felt slightly out of character. He didn't know why he had been cold-hearted for half his life. Even when he was old, he would still be provoked by the person in front of him. Maybe he saw his younger self in the other person.
He released his grip on the sword hilt, looked at the sword in his hand, and said, "My sword may not be as powerful as cutting jade, but it is powerful enough to fight against your sword."
The blood in Gan Ning's chest was boiling, but he ignored Lou Fa and said to himself: "Don't talk big, I just saw you have some momentum, don't pretend to be a master."
The old man removed his hand from the hilt of the sword and smiled so much that all the wrinkles on his face were squeezed together. Although he had the king's orders, he estimated that the time was not urgent at this time. He seemed to also want to see Gan Ning.
Gan Ning's skill was so light that he made Gan Ning even more angry: "The so-called master is someone who can beat you with one hand, he is called a master."
This was a bit sarcastic. Gan Ning refused to let him go. He pushed Lou Fa away and said, "I have my own sense of discretion. Just go ahead and mobilize the troops." After saying that, he put the gun hanging on his waist.
The old copper bell was swung back along the belt, making a tinkling sound. Then he pulled out the sword again, raised the long sword to his chest, and soon stabbed it out.
As soon as Lou Fa was pushed to the side, he saw a flash of sword light, and the old man ducked to the side, and quickly stretched out a skinny hand and firmly grasped the long sword in Gan Ning's hand.
Gan Ning was shocked by the old man's vision, technique and speed, but he refused to give up. He immediately shook the sword edge and shook the old man's hand away, then turned the sword tip and stabbed the old man again.
The old man dodged left and right under Gan Ning's sharp swordsmanship. His steps were very slow at first, and then he walked faster and faster, twisting and turning, extremely flexible, and his body was as agile as a teenager.
Man. In the end, he seemed to have spotted something. On one side of his body, he grasped the edge of the sword again with his hand, and finally tried to seize the weapon.
Fortunately, Gan Ning was very powerful. The old man was both weak and wanted to save face for Gan Ning. The short stalemate and the missed opportunity prevented him from grabbing the blade empty-handed.
"How?" The old man calmly let go of his hand and said casually.
"If your arm strength is strong enough to seize weapons, I've seen it today." Gan Ning roughly saw some clues. When people get old, they lose strength. Although their skills and experience will surpass those of their younger generations, they will not last long at all. And the old man in front of him
Although he still had strength, he could not compare to Gan Ning's bravery, which was far superior to ordinary people. Only then did Gan Ning become convinced, and then his expression became more solemn: "Have you heard your surname?"
"Wang Yue is not talented." The old man was Wang Yue, who was once famous for his swordsmanship in Luoyang. He was originally a tiger warrior in Emperor Xiaohuan's dynasty. After Emperor Xiaoling came to the throne, the eunuchs sent troops to kill Dou Wu and clean up Dou Wu in the court.
The remnant party. So Wang Yue withdrew from the army, and then traveled around the world, meeting young knights and swordsmen from all over the world, becoming friends with them, and lived a comfortable life for a long time.
When the world was in chaos, he happened to be in the Longxi area and could not return to Guandong for a while. After wandering for two years, Guanzhong was settled, and he returned to Chang'an again. Unexpectedly, he revealed his whereabouts and was known to the Pingzhen Prison, so he hid among his relatives and friends.
He was persuaded to become an official again. This entry into Shu was his first job to exert his remaining enthusiasm for the court. The court relied on his reputation among the knight-errant swordsmen and specially asked him to collude with the folk light knights in Yizhou.
"Ah, I've heard from others that a hero came from Yizhou, but those people all said that they had made a heavy promise and refused to tell me." Gan Ning's face lit up, obviously he was also thinking about others.
He heard Wang Yue's name from his mouth: "It turns out he was talking about the prince."
Although few light knights from Yizhou went out of Shu to meet Wang Yue, they had heard about Wang Yue's reputation. In the past six months, Wang Yue had made many light knights in Jianwei, Guanghan and other places.
The supervisor established a number of simple intelligence networks.
Wang Yue's experience of traveling around the world for many years, coupled with the talents of Pei Jun and others, led to the situation of closing the net today. The reason why he did not contact Gan who was close at hand from the beginning and had also been a knight
Ning, Pei Jun was worried about the relationship between Liu Yan and Gan Ning, so he deliberately left it until the end.
"I don't dare to be an old man." Wang Yue looked around and saw Lou Fa, Shen Mi and others looking in awe at him. He couldn't help but said: "A swordsman can only fight on foot. If he fights on horseback, he can march with thousands of troops."
In the formation, there is no way I can compare to the generals."
Everyone thought that Wang Yue was saying nice things, so they all stood up and said politely: "The prince is joking."
Wang Yue suddenly thought that there were two people who learned swordsmanship under him. One of them had mastered all the swordsmanship in his life, and the other was good at five weapons and could also use the hand-to-hand sword technique. Both of them were very good at it, but they both went their separate ways. Now here
In troubled times, he must be someone else’s general, right?
After a short contest, Lou Fa raised his tent and went out to mobilize his troops. Wang Yue's aura returned to that of the thin old man. Gan Ning strode back to the table and prepared to scoop out the wine, but
It's reached the bottom but still can't be scooped up.
He looked at the bronze buffalo statue on the table and saw that there was only a shallow layer of wine left in the belly of the huge cow. He also looked at the movement of others scooping wine and knew that there was not much wine left.
So he simply threw away the ladle, picked up the bronze bottle containing wine, and poured the remaining wine into the empty bowl.
Shen Mi and others were in awe of Gan Ning's heroic spirit, and they all followed suit and poured the remaining wine from the copper vessels into bowls.
"We have important things to do today, so wine can embolden you. You have to drink it, but you can't drink too much." At this time, Gan Ning also poured a bowl for Wang Yue from Lou Fa's wine bottle, looked at Shen Mi and others, and said seriously.
"Let's have a drink now. After we take down the traitors like Sun Zhao, we will have a drink with the prince!"
"Good!" Not only did the wine that everyone drank not make anyone drunk, but because they drank the right amount, it aroused everyone's emotions and state. Whether it was for profit or for other reasons, they were all ready to deal with the next step with high spirits.
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