The long sleeves move the clouds, and the skirt moves gently with the wind.
The silk is hanging down the purple street, and the fan is shaking the heart.
Hua Jieyu is still dressed in brocade and silk clothes, her jade arms are thin and transparent, and there is snow under her neck. In addition, her immortal appearance is elusive, and her smile is so charming that it is difficult to look at her.
Seeing Li Miaolan's long and majestic tree, pressing down like a mountain and a river, Hua Jieyu was not in a hurry. She first lifted up the Yingluo sleeve, and then threw out the fan. The handle of the fan was ticking, and as the fan rotated, there was a "pop" sound.
With a loud sound, it hit Li Miaolan's right elbow at the Xiaohai point.
Li Miaolan's right arm went numb and she immediately let go. Changsha was top-heavy and before it reached Hua Jieyu, it had already dropped down and plunged into the square platform with a thud. Li Miaolan paused momentarily, staggered and almost fell down.
But the fan used the force of the rebound to fly back and fell back into Hua Jieyu's palm.
Hua Jieyu shook her fan, and then said with a smile: "Xiao Nizi is so popular! My sister has been short of money recently, but I just want to lend you a piece of jewelry for a few days. I will pay it back to you when I am rich, so why bother with this?"
Are you so fussy about everything? Could it be that...it was actually a gift from your lover? It is both a fixed object and a lifelong promise?"
Li Miaolan's face suddenly turned red and white when she guessed the central issue, and she quickly denied it: "Don't talk nonsense! I have always been a solitary girl, how could I be confused by some vulgar things? What man would dare to open his eyes if he didn't open his eyes?"
It was my girl's idea to use this long spear to cut off the root of his trouble!"
As soon as these words came out, the heroes were in an uproar.
Xiao Zhan, who was among them, looked at the beautiful figure with a pale face on the square platform, and couldn't help but rub his nose, with a strange look on his face. At the same time, he felt that the coolness under his robe was very inappropriate, so he couldn't help but cross the Liushuang Sword to block it.
Now, I feel a lot more at peace in my heart.
Li Miaolan made the distinction in her mouth, and the long stick on her hand kept coming. First she stabbed and attacked Hua Jieyu's lower body, making her only dodge and unable to gain a foothold, so the attack on her hand naturally slowed down. Then the long stick moved up and slashed
, smear, pick, stab, pick, scratch, all the moves are directed towards the arms, and all of a sudden the silk is dancing wildly, the fan is flying, and the sound of "bang bang, ding, ding, ding" is endless.
After all, a long sword is a heavy weapon, and in the hands of a woman, its sweeping power is far greater than that of an ordinary sword. In addition, the two sharp edges are so sharp that it only needs to hit the body to cause skin and flesh wounds.
Hua Jieyu seems to be more defensive than offensive, but in fact his technique is very skillful. He twists and turns the silk to block people's eyesight, and suddenly shakes and wraps it, using softness to control hardness! This alone can eliminate a lot of this aggressive offensive.
.In addition, the round fan is held upside down, with the bamboo and wooden fan handles interspersed between the blades, poking, tapping, and hitting, and intercepts many fierce attacks.
Li Miaolan was able to stand out from the hundreds of Mulan Guards as a weak female and take on the responsibility of school captain. Naturally, she was no ordinary person. Seeing that Hua Jieyu was not afraid of strong attacks, she immediately changed her moves, turning her eight-foot-long penis into softness.
Circled around her bulging figure, she was like a dragon or a python!
A pair of lotus-rooted arms wrapped in narrow sleeves, like a snake, winding around the handle, all the strength of the whole body is absorbed into it. The head of the stem is like the scalp-numbing snake rattles, from time to time.
He stretched out a few feet, provoking Hua Jieyu's bottom line.
Hua Jieyu didn't know what she meant. She just thought that her brute force was exhausted and she was ready to switch from attack to defense. She felt slightly relieved immediately. She looked at the gap exposed by the long fan, flicked her left hand, and the fan flew out, intending to hit her on the nose.
hole.
Those who are good at using strong soldiers and heavy weapons must have a stable base. If the base is unstable and it is difficult to rush, avoid and retreat, how can they defeat the enemy with a single blow? Hua Jieyu understands this principle well, and naturally wants to defeat the enemy with one blow.
Unexpectedly, when the ball fan was thrown, it never came back.
Li Miaolan knew that the women in Rouge Valley were all good at poking pulses and tapping acupuncture points. Just then, she was caught off guard and hit a numb muscle behind her elbow. The upturned handle almost broke her jaw. At this moment, she saw a flash of white light.
Knowing that she was going to repeat her old trick, she flipped the long spear in her hand slightly, then jumped out from under her arm and headed straight for the round fan!
"Puff! Pah——"
The head of the shank easily tore through the silk thread and pierced the fan. Immediately, with a strong movement, the head of the shank trembled into several silver flowers, causing the fan bones to break. In just one breath, the fan turned into a pile of broken bamboo.
cloth.
Hua Jieyu raised her eyebrows, her face trembled slightly, she was obviously really angry: "Xiao Nizi... Sister, this fan is made of fine Sichuan brocade, and it costs ten taels of silver per handle... If you don't follow the example today, it will be the same
If you pay me, you can’t even hope to step down alive!”
After saying that, he touched the back of his waist and suddenly there was a barrier knife that was more than two feet long in his hand.
This barrier knife was the one Cui Jiu threw out with all his strength before he fell into the water. At that time, it was swung away by Tang Zhuxuan's steel whip. It happened to be shot at Hua Jieyu, and she immediately rolled it up with her sleeves and put it behind her waist.
At this time, he was so angry that he no longer held back his hands. He held up the shawl with his bare hands, twisted a double-loop knot, and put a set on the handle of the knife. He then swung it a few times to confirm that it was firm, and immediately raised his jade arm and pointed towards it.
After a swing, the barrier knife pulled the silk, like a bound owl trying to escape, rising diagonally into the sky!
When the barrier knife rushed to the end, the silk cloth had been stretched into a purple line. Under the high sun, the purple light was brilliant, and there was a hint of chilling in the mystery!
Hua Jieyu's eyes grew colder, and she swung down her arm, turning the sword around, and struck at Li Miaolan's jade neck again.
"Dang-" The barrier knife was withdrawn, and the force was several times greater. It hit the head of the tree directly, making a sharp sound like gold and iron.
Li Miaolan also had a slightly condensed look on her face. The force of the knife passed through the long blade and reached her palms, and she actually felt her hands were slightly numb! Obviously, this Rouge Valley woman was by no means as soft and weak as she appeared. She was eight feet strong when she went crazy.
Han people must also avoid their sharp edges...
Just as the thought flashed across her mind, the barrier knife turned around and whizzed towards her again, aiming to attack her lower abdomen. Li Miaolan turned her arms and waved her sword to block, but the barrier knife suddenly turned and slanted toward her left ribs.
Coming!
Li Miaolan rolled over like a hawk, barely able to avoid it, but the back handle of the long sword was swept into the silk. The momentum of the barrier sword did not fade away, like a snake climbing up a tree. After twisting around the handle a few times, the blade dropped and unexpectedly hit it.
The shawl got stuck on the handle.
Hua Jieyu spread out her jade arms, stroking and grasping her hands, suddenly exerting force, trying to snatch the long stick off. Li Miaolan immediately became alert, turned her hands over, grasped the handle of the stick, and pulled it back, without giving in at all! Two women and one girl.
The South and the North began to wrestle, but it was like a tug of war, and for a time they fell into a stalemate.
At this moment, the Sifang Stage was completely silent. There was only the sound of water and a commotion under the stage.
Li Miaolan and Hua Jieyu also felt a little strange, and they glanced at each other. Only then did they realize that except for her, there were only five people left on the square platform. In other words, it was only for her and the two to decide the winner.
The "battle for seats" has finally been settled.
Therefore, the remaining five people were huddled in the corner, taking time to look at the two of them. Not only were they not helping each other, they were also watching the fight between the two with great interest.
When two women fight, one of them will be injured, and the outcome is already doomed. But the most exciting thing is the process.
Among the heroes in the audience, some clenched their fists and were breathing rapidly, while some were shouting and clapping their hands in support. Everywhere they looked, there was a scene of fear of chaos in the world, which made the two people even more angry.
When I turned my head, I wanted to eat the person in front of me alive!
Seeing the strength of the two women increasing, their faces turned red and purple. The monk Dorje Cairen, who was sitting cross-legged in the corner of the square platform, put the copper bowl in front of him, flicked it with his fingers, and recited scriptures.
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The voice was neither Chinese nor Sogdian. Most of the hundreds of knights and dignitaries on and off the stage were confused.
Only a group of monks heard the words, and all of them had solemn expressions on their faces. They knelt on the ground one after another and kowtowed to the west. They echoed the scriptures recited by Duoji Cairen. In an instant, the sound was pious.
Qian, the sound of the sutra is loud, and the noise and hostility between the two mountains and one river seems to have dissipated a lot.
Directly to the west is the Great Buddha of Lusena, the Buddhas, the Bodhisattvas, and the grotto statues of Arhats. The chanting is not only appropriate, but also very suitable for the scene. It is the Zen Master Lingzhen of the Xiangshan Temple and the warrior monks.
The monks who knew the guest were also moved by it.
As the captain of the "Mulan Guard" of the Xianbei Yuan clan, Li Miaolan had a close relationship with the family members in the mansion. Because the Yuan clan worshiped Buddhism, she was influenced by her ears and eyes, and she understood the scriptures spoken by Duoji Cairen.
A passage recited in ancient Sanskrit from the "Ci Shi's Vow" translated into Chinese means: "Understand that all dharmas are empty, have no form and no self-nature. They have no existence and no expression, neither birth nor death. Another example is the Great Immortal, who is good at nothingness.
I, the one who has no Butegara, or even has no lifespan..."
The purpose is to advise the two women that all dharmas are empty, so why bother clinging to wealth, honor, victory or defeat, high or low.
Li Miaolan listened to most of it, and her inner fire cooled down. She knew that she was impatient and could not find the flaw in Hua Jieyu. She immediately loosened her strength and wanted to end the stalemate and fight again. However,
Hua Jieyu didn't have such an understanding. He noticed that Li Miaolan was reducing her strength and thought it was a trick. Her mind immediately turned, a cunning look flashed in the corner of her eyes, and she suddenly let go of the silk in her hands.
Li Miaolan didn't expect it. She was pulled along by her own force, and her body suddenly became light. She still held the long tree and the silk in her hands, and flew backwards.
Hua Jieyu stepped forward violently, and her body was faster than before! Just when Li Miaolan was hanging in the air, she had already grabbed the silk barrier knife again, and made two "swish" marks to the pole. It was eight feet long.
A section of six or seven feet long was immediately cut off from the back end of the branch, and then divided into two parts by Hua Jieyu, and chopped into two short sticks of equal length.
The group of heroes, including Li Miaolan, didn't know why, but they saw that Hua Jieyu had already taken off her robe and hung it on her body. She immediately threw away her sword and held two sticks in her hands.
Come to Li Miaolan!
"Alas--"
In the four corners of the stage, except for Duoji Cairen who kept chanting sutras, everyone gasped. Who would have thought that a woman with fairy-like sleeves and fluttering sleeves could be so decisive and ruthless when holding two sticks in her hands? Compared to them
A man who has been around for a long time, he is not bad at all!
The pair of short sticks were neither dazzling nor fancy, nor were they skillful techniques for poking pulses and acupuncture points. They hit Li Miaolan's head, neck, shoulders and back without any explanation. Youfenjiao:
Xi Shi was originally a girl wearing a veil, and the beating of the anvil and pestle was like a shower of rain.
When the sun sets, the fish must use a stick, and the feathers are frightened by the Ruoye River.
Li Miaolan's feet had just touched the ground, and her figure had not yet stopped. Her long body was cut in half, and she was holding it in her palm. However, Hua Jieyu's short stick had arrived, so she had to protect her head and face and try her best to resist. Unable to do so.
By the time I was ten breaths away, my arms, hands, shoulders and back had been eaten several times, and it was really painful to the bone!
Immediately, he ignored his appearance and demeanor, dragging his long arm with only a few feet remaining, fighting and hiding, and was really embarrassed.
Among the heroes on the campus, dozens of Mulan female guards couldn't stand it, and they all put their hands on their waists and cursed. The scene was unbearable to watch, and the words were unbearable to hear.
How could the girls of Rouge Valley accept such insults? They all rolled up their sleeves, swarmed up, and began to scold these Mulan female guards. Those who wanted to persuade them were either driven away by the Mulan female guards, or were driven away by Rouge.
The girls in Gu raised their feet and kicked him over. The heroes had no choice but to move out of the way, and soon made way for a three-round, four-square open space on the campus.
Fortunately, the two groups of women only scolded each other and did not use weapons rashly. Zen Master Lingzhen frowned when he saw this, but he could not call the monks of Xiangshan Temple to stop them.
In the corner of the heroes, there is also a group of women wearing pink lotus clothes and moon-white scarves. All of them have graceful figures, high noses and deep eyes. They are all Orchids. Among them is a female servant girl with a towering bun, a slender waist and a thin neck.
Even the wide plain holy robe could not cover her revealing figure.
The woman's bright eyes were huge and she looked at the waves. After looking at a group of Taoist priests to the north for a long time, she showed a deep sense of disappointment. It wasn't until she saw Hua Jieyu abandoning her sword and carrying a stick on the square platform and attacking Li Miaolan that her eyes became clearer.
A different kind of brilliance. He couldn’t help but murmured:
"Why does she know this stick technique? Did my aunt also stay in the Rouge Valley in Tianmu Mountain when she traveled east in the past? I have to ask my aunt for confirmation when I have time someday..."
However, the group of Taoists followed Shu Yao, the king of Xiping County, all the way to the university grounds, attracting everyone's attention and stealing the show.
After listening to Zen Master Lingzhen's words, he had already given the explanation. Each of the two Taoist schools had reserved a seat. They all looked at each other, smiled, and nodded repeatedly. The group of Taoists had always been very harmonious, but in fact they did not take this seat too seriously.
When we get together in one place, we can't help but be humble to each other, and no one is willing to be too conceited to sit in that hot seat.
But at this moment, a strange voice sounded from the group of heroes, but it came towards the group:
"Since you fellow Taoists have made such concessions and Shi is disrespectful, I reluctantly accept it. How about taking a seat at this gate for all my fellow Taoists?"
After hearing the words, the group of Taoists followed the sound and saw Shi Xiaoren, the master of Jingyun Temple, also leading a group of Taoist priests and walking out from the group of knights, all with mocking faces.
"Shi Xiaoren! How dare you deserve to sit in this position? I am the first to refuse!"
On the other side of the crowd, someone jumped out, pointed at Shi Xiaoren's nose and shouted.