Don't listen to the sound of beating leaves in the forest, why not scream and walk slowly.
A bamboo stick and mango shoes can beat a horse easily. Who is afraid? A raincoat raincoat can lead a lifetime.
The steep spring breeze blows away the drunkenness, it is slightly cold, but the mountain tops are shining slantingly.
Looking back at the desolate place where I came from, there was neither wind, rain nor sunshine.
——"Ding Fengbo·Don't listen to the sound of beating leaves through the forest" Su Shi
The day finally arrived. Bai Fu was warming up on the sidelines. Qin Yongjie came to the arena surrounded by many disciples. He was tall and tall, wearing a royal blue kung fu outfit, neat arrow sleeves, a jade belt around his waist, and his hair was neatly combed.
A scarlet red hero scarf adorned his forehead. His tall nose and slightly tilted chin showed strong self-confidence. His sharp hawk-like eyes and smiling lips formed a sharp contrast. His handsome face made countless girls scream.
He walked into the field, stared at Bai Fu, his eyes revealed a fierce murderous look, but said calmly: "Junior Brother Fu's trip back to the mountain is very good at winning over people's hearts. He spends a lot of money on weapons and medicinal materials, and it is not easy to reach the semi-finals.
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Bai Fu smiled silently, bowed his head and saluted, his mood remained stable, calm and calm, and his demeanor was calm. His white clothes were fluttering, and there was an indescribable naturalness about him. Now Qin Yongjie had a strange feeling as if he had met Bai Fu for the first time.
"Qiang——" Qin Yongjie unsheathed the sword in his hand, pointed at Bai Fu from a distance, generated a powerful sword energy, and shouted: "I will make you drink hate on the spot today!"
Bai Fu stepped away from the two of them, raised his sword, raised the tip of the sword slightly, and made a move of "Mulan Bow", ready to attack Qin Yongjie's domineering sword spirit.
The onlookers felt that the air pressure in the venue had risen sharply, and they felt as if they were being killed by the autumn wind.
Qin Yongjie kept urging the sword energy, but when the energy increased and approached the limit, the sword in his hand suddenly turned into hundreds of gorgeous plum blossoms, carrying the flying snow from the sky and raining down on Bai Fu. The energy like a storm turned into countless sharp needles that pricked the skin,
It poured down with thunderous force.
White as a green pine and proud of the snow, he stood motionless. His eyes stared unblinking at the overwhelming sword light, relying solely on his body-protecting energy to form a barrier to resist Qin Yongjie's fragmented sword energy, which was as sharp as a sharp needle piercing his skin.
Bai Fu knew that these hundreds of beautiful plum blossoms were just illusory tricks to lure the enemy, and the deadly killing moves were hidden in the rain and snow.
Sure enough, the blossoming plum blossoms disappeared three feet in front of Bai Fu, and a beam of ice light penetrated Bai Fu's eyes with lightning speed. This was Qin Yongjie's true skill.
"Qiang——" The sword in Bai Fu's hand suddenly raised Qin Yongjie's eyes, the tip of the sword trembled, like stabbing or cutting, hesitating, waiting for attack.
Qin Yongjie had no choice but to change his moves, whistling, speeding up, and suddenly rushed to Bai Fu's left side. The sword in his hand was like lightning, slashing straight at Bai Fu's left neck, the sword's blade whistling and piercing.
Qin Yongjie's sword technique is designed to target the opponent's senses, aiming to destroy the opponent's vision and hearing. It is very terrifying.
Bai Fu changed his shape, retreated to Kun, changed his direction, and struck out the sword from top to bottom. With a "ding" sound, it hit Qin Yongjie's sword.
Qin Yongjie looked surprised.
The edge of his sword trembled, and it turned into three points of light at the same time, stabbing Bai Fu in a zigzag shape. At the same time, he stepped on the seven stars, as fast as a ghost, suddenly drifted behind Bai Fu, and attacked Bai Fu's back. At the moment when Bai Fu turned around,
Kill the enemy with one hit.
Bai Fu listened to the wind and argued for his position without looking back. After thrusting out the sword in his right hand from under his left rib, he turned his body to the right in the air. At the same time, he kicked out a series of three kicks and went straight to the large acupoint on the side of Qin Yongjie's ear. His clothes were fluttering and he was as graceful as a fright.
Hong.
The two were very familiar with each other's martial arts, and as soon as they started fighting, they would fight fast, with their figures moving apart and reuniting. Although they exchanged several moves, the onlookers were so nervous that they could hardly breathe.
Yichan looked at the two of them, feeling confused. All the past events with the two of them flashed through her mind like lightning: "If Senior Brother Fu wins, he should be very sad. He did this to me.
What a bad thing, I must hate him, right? But do I really hate him? As long as he was as good to me as he was at the beginning, I would die for him immediately and I would be willing to do so. At that time, he really doted on me, was considerate and gentle,
Which senior sister doesn’t envy me? But why did he change? When did he change? Did he change after he got me, or did he not take it seriously from the beginning? No, he must have been sincere from the beginning! I
Why do I hate him so much, just because I think about him, miss him, but he doesn't take me to heart at all, and leaves so decisively..."
I ask the flowers all day long without saying a word, for whom they are scattered and for whom they bloom.
After fighting for about a hundred years, the two sides couldn't decide the outcome. Bai Fu's body, which had been transformed by Yong Ding, began to show his advantage. His aura was long, and his body movements suddenly jumped up, circled, and were erratic. The sword in his hand was like mercury pouring down the ground, and it was so agile.
,unpredictable.
Taoist Master Qingshi couldn't hold it in any longer. He stood up and shouted: "The light is as bright as the sun and the moon, and as fast as lightning. It may flicker and the scenery disappears, or it may float and flow like stars, or it may ripple in the clear abyss, or it may be like a mist.
The clouds are floating... sinking into the deep secluded sky, the sky is upstream... The metal and stone cannot be compared to its hardness, and the dew cannot compare to its softness. It is square but not square, round and irregular. Don't see it when it comes, don't chase it when it goes...
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Giving advice on the spot is against the rules. Seeing this, Zen Master Xingren quickly stopped. Only then did Master Qingshi stop.
Qin Yongjie was a very smart man. After receiving advice from his father, he immediately understood the problem. His sword technique changed, his sword energy suddenly became stronger and weaker, he hesitated and exhaled, and from the most rigid to the most soft, he could resist Bai Fu.
attack and take the opportunity to counterattack.
At the same time, he stepped on the lotus and integrated the Big Dipper formation into his body. When the fight came to a critical juncture, his body shape went back and forth, and one person seemed to be transformed into seven people. One sword turned into seven swords, and the seven swords descended from Tianshan Mountain.
This is Qin Yongjie's secret skill - Beichen Controlling the Seven Stars. This swordsmanship is extremely difficult, not only requiring the swordsman to have excellent martial arts skills, but also requiring the swordsman to be proficient in the Big Dipper Seven Stars Sword Formation. Non-swordsmen in the Seven Stars Sword Formation are in charge of the Beichen Center.
, cannot perfect this sword technique.
The onlookers cheered, Qingcheng's swordsmanship was indeed well-deserved.
Bai Fu immediately fell into a disadvantage, but was unable to regain the initiative. He could only resort to tricks and be restrained. If he could not reverse within ten moves, he would end up in despair.
The sound of "clinking, clanging, clanging" was heard endlessly, and Bai Fu could only rely on his extreme lightness skills to move around and avoid it. Qin Yongjie's sword was like maggots on the tarsal bones, pouring in like a storm, giving Bai Fu no chance to breathe.
When life and death were at stake, Bai Fu became calmer. He spun forward and stabbed with the sword in his hand. When he was only a foot away from Qin Yongjie, he stopped suddenly and struck Qin's throat with the sword. This move shocked Qin Yongjie.
Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, Bai Fu could reverse his true energy, exchange movement and silence, and stop immediately. The most powerful thing is that this move is a move that kills both of them, completely ignoring his attack.
Although the sword in Qin Yongjie's hand had already penetrated Bai Fu's left shoulder, he could only stop his hand immediately, otherwise his throat would be pierced.
Blood spattered, and the skin of Bai Fu's left shoulder was torn. Qin Yongjie stepped back a few meters when Bai Fu's sword was pointed at his throat. The two sides resumed the confrontation again.
Bai Fu was injured on his shoulder, which affected his ability to perform the sword technique with his left hand. Fortunately, Qin Yongjie did not dare to risk his life. When the sword entered the muscle, the sword energy had already been withdrawn, and the wound was not deep. It was just a flesh wound, not a muscle or bone injury.
Seeing this, Zen Master Xingren first stopped the game. Seeing that Bai Fu was determined and physically capable of fighting again, he resumed the game.
The pain of the wound aroused Bai Fu's strong fighting spirit. He took a deep breath and expelled distracting thoughts such as wanting to win and fearing losing from his mind. With an empty mind, he quickly entered the "selfless" meditation state, letting the fetal breath flow up and down, striving to achieve Qi and strength.
The perfect balance. He fought hard to get hurt and evened out the one-sided disadvantage, just waiting for the moment when the sword and man became one, forgetting both things and me, and being peaceful and tranquil.
Qin Yongjie's seven swords turned into one sword and turned into a pouring rain of swords, attacking Bai Fu from all directions. For a moment, the mountains roared and the tsunami shook the mountains.
Bai Fu suddenly stood like a mountain, moving vertically and horizontally to withstand Qin Yongjie's mercury-dropping offensive. Suddenly, with the cooperation of Chuchen Shenfa, he changed his shape, moved erratically, and changed into an unexpected attack position. The sword in his hand moved with clouds and flowing water.
Defend rightly, win by surprise, overcome danger by danger, and when it is inevitable, use desperate tactics to get the upper hand.
The sword energy of the two men roared, and the onlookers could only feel the strong wind hitting their faces, and felt fear in their hearts, like a lonely boat floating in the huge waves.
Bai Fu's mind was clear at this moment. It was as if he was sitting in a high-rise building in his home during a storm, watching passers-by running around in the heavy rain. Although it was raining heavily outside the window, the room was filled with lights like beans and warm as spring. The scene of Taoist Priest Qingxuan wielding a sword with tea suddenly jumped out of his mind.
Come to mind:
"Senior Brother Qin, you have been immersed in swordsmanship for many years. Your swordsmanship is balanced between offense and defense. No matter whether you are attacking or defending, you leave room for every sword strike. Although the sword is not as fast as yours, because the sword power is not exhausted and you have a backhand, you have to change your moves.
Faster and more energy-saving. The more rounds he takes, the more advantage he has. This is the reason why you lost to Senior Brother Qin. It is also the application of the saying 'a hundred coins fight for beauty, a thousand dollars fights for purity' in swordsmanship."
"Master, a hundred dollars fights for fragrance, a thousand dollars fights for purity, then what is ten thousand dollars fighting for?"
“Ten thousand dollars to fight for life!”
"What is living?"
"To live is to change!"
"The speed of drawing the sword and the speed of attack are not the only keys. The important thing is the timing and method. The shape of the attack is determined according to the surrounding environmental terrain, wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and other factors such as the battlefield environment and the number of enemies are used to form oppression.
The opponent's psychological power. Once the opponent's mind is in confusion, the flaw will appear."
Suddenly, Bai Fu slashed his sword into the air, and Qin Yongjie's sword seemed to be sent to the door and was slashed by him.
"Game of swordsmanship!" the spectators exclaimed.
Until this moment, Bai Fu finally saw through Qin Yongjie's sword power. Otherwise, being beaten passively would always make Qin Yongjie find a flaw in his defense. Attack is the best defense.
"Boom -" with a sound, Bai Fuyun's sword slashed horizontally, and the innate energy burst out of his body, like a mountain torrent, and struck Qin's sword body again.
Qin Yongjie's hand was shaken violently, his sword moves were old, and all the changes in his moves were blocked by Bai Fu. He had no choice but to retreat.
"The essence of the art of war in the world is to control people instead of controlling them. The most sublime swordsmanship is to mobilize the opponent's swordsmanship. Through your moves, guide the opponent to move in your way. In this way, you can decide what move he will make next.
What you guide is controlled by you. If you want him to go to the right, guide him to the right. If you want him to go to the left, mobilize him to the left. Whether your opponent lives or dies, everything is in your hands.
.This sword technique can reach the ghosts and gods of heaven and earth. It cannot be taught first. It can be called a sword demon."
Bai Fu's sword shined brightly, and he counterattacked with all his strength. The sword light was as fast as a meteor, and the angle was extremely precise. It was all a preemptive strike aimed at Qin Yongjie's flaw.
The tip of Bai Fu's sword trembled, stabbing Qin Yongjie where he had to save him. When Qin Yongjie dodged to another place, he realized that it was a false move, and there was a sharper sword waiting here. It was as if he was stretching his neck to be killed, and collided with it.
It's the same as a sword. But if you stand still, this false move will immediately turn into a killing move, as fast as lightning, sealing the throat with one sword.
After dozens of moves, the rhythm of Qin Yongjie's sword movements was completely disrupted, his inner breath was skewed, his blood flow was reversed, his steps were messy, and he was close to the point where the fuel was exhausted.
With tears in his eyes, Taoist Master Qingshi walked up to Zen Master Xingren and gave a deep look, saying: "My son has given up, please ask Master to stop the competition!"
"Dang——" Zen Master Xingren shouted. Qin Yongjie collapsed on the ground, his hair was messy, and he was ashamed.
The stadium erupted into earth-shaking cheers...
When leaving, Yang Yichan turned to look at Qin Yongjie, sighed softly, and turned to leave.
As the saying goes: The sunset is dim and the flute is long, and the spring breeze turns around again. Accusations are heard in the sky, and all the rouge is wasted.