Chapter 591 Long-handled beryllium, aura of grandeur
The bones have no shadow, but the slips have sound.
Liu Changxia, a native of Liuqiu, holds a bone beryllium in his hand and is extremely fierce.
Sometimes it thrusts like a spear, sometimes it chops like a sword, and it also uses long spears, halberds and other long-armed attack methods. The moves are varied and the routines are various. They often use unexpected moves to attack, which is called Huangfu Cong.
He neglected to block and was quite embarrassed.
However, Huangfu Cong only had one scroll of slips. It might be closed or unfolded, longer or shorter, but he could defend more and attack less, and he could fight and run away. Occasionally, the slips would be thrown up and whipped towards Liu Changxia's face like a soft whip, occupying a little space.
He gained the upper hand, but was quickly suppressed again. This is because the bamboo slips are not serious weapons after all, and are much shorter than the bone beryllium. If used with sticks, they may be able to win by surprise, but if used with swords, guns, swords, spears and other sharp weapons,
Compared to that, it is inferior after all.
Liu Changxia relied on his strange moves and sharp weapons to once pin down Huangfucong and beat him. However, after dozens of moves, the slips in Huangfucong's hand were broken and in disrepair. He could see that
Heartbroken.
Seeing that Huangfu Cong was distracted, Liu Changxia grinned ferociously and rushed out with the bone gun again, but it went straight for Huangfu Cong's throat. If he could get his hands on this gun, victory or defeat, life and death would be determined immediately!
At the moment of lightning and flint, Huangfu Cong had already sensed the danger, and immediately took up the "Walk in the Courtyard" and quickly backed away with his head raised. Liu Changxia had expected that he would have such a reaction. He raised his bones slightly, turned into a thorn, and thrust towards his lower jaw.
A sudden attack came towards him. Huangfu Cong made a quick decision and slapped the slip in his hand towards his head. Only then did he gain some strength and narrowly avoided this killing move.
However, the slip in his hand did not survive the disaster after all. It was picked up by Liu Changxia's bone beryllium and fell straight into the dark Yishui without even a few splashing stars.
"Barbarians! They ruined my "Spring and Autumn"!!"
Huangfu Cong shouted angrily, which was so startling that the beasts on the two mountains fled, and the birds in the trees flew around. The heroes were also moved, secretly surprised by the majestic momentum of this Confucian scholar.
Yang Chaoxi, who was sitting among the knights, couldn't help but sigh: "This Confucian scholar has so much inner energy! It's just a little different from the Taoist sect, and it's not like the Shimen's Gangqi, but I don't know what sect it is..."
"This is the 'awe-inspiring spirit' of Confucianism. Since the end of the Han Dynasty, Taoism has flourished, and Buddhism has spread eastward, which has annihilated the Confucian practice method. It has been passed down to this day, and those who can still practice this method are already very rare."
After hearing Yang Zhaoxi's complaints, Fang Qidou and others were wondering. Unexpectedly, Zhang Zhangyou came out from behind again and started talking. It was just that the pole and oil basket on his shoulders when he came were no longer there.
Where to go.
Yang Chaoxi understood immediately, clasped his fists and thanked him: "Sure enough, we, young people, are not very experienced in the world and have little exposure and knowledge. We don't even know that Confucianism has a way to practice... we should be taught by the small way!"
Zhang Zhangyou slightly raised his hand in return, but Yang Chaoxi said again, "I just don't know where Brother Zhang's pole and two oil baskets went? Could it be that he was also blackmailed?"
"No, no!"
Zhang Zhangyou immediately shook his head like a rattle, and then said with a joyful face, "Today's business is very good! All the sesame oil carried on Zhang's car was bought by the monks of Xiangshan Temple, and the price was very reasonable. Now I am concentrating.
Waiting here, waiting to go on stage and watching the excitement! Hahaha!"
Yang Zhaoxi and others were also infected by his joy, and they all laughed and shouted that they would have to treat him to a meal and a meal tomorrow. Zhang Dayou naturally agreed.
Liao Haiqian suddenly scratched his head and asked: "But I don't know why Xiangshan Temple bought so much sesame oil?"
Zhang Dayou was about to explain, but Fang Qidou slapped Liao Haiqian on the back and said with a smile: "You still can't figure this out? Look at this typhoon lantern or the school brazier, which one doesn't need to burn oil and grease?"
?The cost is bound to be considerable. At this time, we have oil at our fingertips, so why not?
I think Zhang Daxia must have anticipated this event and specially shipped oil. He can compete with others on the stage and make a lot of money at the same time. This is the real strategizing and killing two birds with one stone!"
After hearing this, Liao Haiqian immediately gave Zhang Duyou a thumbs up and called him "Excellent".
"Look, look! That Confucian scholar is showing off his power!"
At this moment, Yang Chaoxi suddenly jumped up, pointed at the square stage and shouted. Then everyone stopped talking and turned their attention back to the two people fighting on the stage.
I saw Huangfu Cong put his five fingers together and changed his footwork: a hard bridge and a hard horse at the bottom, as stable as a rock, his waist flicked and flexed like a python, his arms twisted and turned, his hands fluttered like butterflies, and he actually performed a set of palms like a tiger and a tiger.
Come on!
Although Liu Changxia's bone beryllium was still as sharp as ever, it seemed to have met its nemesis. The beryllium head flew under Huangfu Cong's palms. Not only did it not hurt him at all, but it was hit by the beryllium handle one after another, which made Liu Changxia's mouth sore. Both arms
It was even more like being filled with heavy lead. Every time he swung it, he had to use several times more strength than usual. However, after a dozen of hard moves, he was panting like an ox, sweating profusely, and already exhausted.
Since Huangfu Cong had given up on the idea of "conquering people with virtue", how could he tolerate emotion in his hands? Seeing Liu Changxia's bone sword gradually losing its sharpness, the moves in his hands became more fierce and dense, pouring down like hail, slapping and poking.
It hit Gu Beryllium and Liu Changxia's arms.
"Crack!"
After a few breaths of work, the beryllium handle was finally overwhelmed by the load and was cut into two pieces. On Liu Changxia's arms, there were already more than a dozen incomplete palm prints. The palm prints were as bright as peaches and plums, criss-crossed, and half of the fingers were swollen.
Gao. Thanks to Liu Changxia's strong character, he endured it without any groans.
Liu Changxia's long army was defeated, and he immediately withdrew and hurriedly retreated. He rolled several times on the spot and hid in a corner of the stage. Then he jumped up, twisted his body, and put on a boxing stance that could be used both offensively and defensively.
At this time, I saw that Huangfu Cong was not chasing after me. Instead, he flicked his sleeves, clasped his hands behind his back, and chanted to the half moon:
"I am good at cultivating my awe-inspiring Qi! It is Qi, the most powerful and strong, if it is nourished directly without harm, it will be blocked between heaven and earth! It is Qi, and it is matched with righteousness and Tao; if it is not, it is discouraged! This is the collection of righteousness
Those who are born are not taken out of righteousness! If you do not keep it in your heart, you will be discouraged..."
Liu Changxia was confused by what he heard and didn't understand why. But it didn't stop him from taking a breath and taking out two sparrow egg-shaped objects from the hidden pouch at his waist. Then he couldn't wait and stuffed them into his mouth.
Chew it hard.
The wind lantern is above the head, so there is no way to hide it.
Huangfu Cong also caught a glimpse of Liu Changxia acting strangely, as if he had swallowed some pain-relieving pills. However, given the barbaric environment of the Liuqiu vassal state, he expected that no panacea could be made, so he just watched with cold eyes and did not say anything.
Take action to stop it.
The knights with better eyesight in the audience also became curious and wanted to know what kind of tiger and wolf medicine Liu Changxia, a native of Liuqiu, had taken? Was he going to buck the trend, or was he going to kill himself... in just a few days?
After taking a break, the voices of whispering to each other had already become a noisy mess.
Zen Master Lingzhen frowned slightly, chanted a Buddhist chant, summoned Zhike Monk, whispered something in a low voice, and told him to quickly return to Xiangshan Temple to report the matter to Yuan Zai. The general idea was eight words: Contest on the stage, no clothes are allowed.
Dan no?
After Huangfu Cong finished reciting a passage of scripture, he suddenly felt his mind open and his whole body relaxed. When he looked at Liu Changxia, his eyes became more peaceful.
Liu Changxia was seen like a hozen eating fruit, with her cheeks moving rapidly. When Huangfu Cong stopped chanting, her mouth stopped. She spat out two "bop" sounds and spit out two fruit cores the size of fingertips.
Huangfu Cong's expression remained as usual, and he said slowly: "What I just ate, brother, was the 'Misaria-Cleaning Pill' native to the Lingnan area? Its scientific name is 'Betel Nut'?"
Liu Changxia's cheeks were already flushed, her forehead was dripping with sweat, and her face no longer had the look of pain behind the palm. Instead, it showed uncontrollable excitement: "That's it! This product relieves pain, reduces swelling, refreshes and dispels cold, and it takes effect immediately."
, Immediate effect! You, a rotten scholar, do have some knowledge... But today, you are going to die under a certain punch! Hehehehe!"
In the midst of wild laughter, Liu Changxia used her elbows and knees to bully her. She used the Liuqiu boxing technique that she showed off to the crowd when she came on stage. Perhaps it was the power of betel nut. At this moment, Liu Changxia's hands and feet were so fast and her moves were so sinister.
Ruthless, three points more powerful than when he first took the stage.
Huangfu Cong responded calmly, picking off every move as he saw it. The rise and fall of his palms became more and more short and decisive. The sleeves of his robe fluttered and shook, making a "puff" sound, with a faint thunderous force. It was a set of palms used by Confucianism to strengthen the body and defend against the enemy.
Dharma - Thunder Palm.
The Thunder Palm and "Haoran Zhengqi" complement each other, doubling the power! It slapped Liu Changxia's shoulders, arms, chest and abdomen, etc., and made a loud banging sound. The knights were shocked and speechless, wondering how Liu Changxia's mortal body could endure it.
After a few blows, his internal organs would be completely broken, he would vomit blood and die...
However, after Liu Changxia chewed betel nuts, she felt like a Taoist priest who had taken "Five Stone Powder". Her whole body was hot and excited. No matter where Huangfu Cong struck with his palms, he no longer felt any pain or itching.
Seeing Huangfu Cong's palms coming at the same time, he did not retreat but instead advanced. He slid forward with his lower body and crossed his arms to block the attack. Then he found an opening and hit with his knees, elbows, punches, kicks...
The attack is completed in one go, all moves are swift, violent and violent, leaving no chance for the opponent to breathe.
Huang Fucong also noticed something strange. In front of his eyes, Liu Changxia looked like a jackal with red eyes. She had long forgotten life, death and pain, and only attack and killing were left in her mind.
Fortunately, Ben Lei Quan is good at long-term attacks, and it is not a horizontal training technique that simply exhausts physical strength and fighting spirit. Therefore, although it has not made any progress against Liu Changxia's Liuqiu Quan technique, it is already in an invincible position...
Under the dim light, two figures seemed to be separated from each other, moving sideways and leaping, fighting hard to separate each other. The sound of fists hitting flesh made all the heroes in the audience gasp: They were amazed by Huang Fucong, the master of Xianyun Pavilion.
A weak Confucian scholar actually used such masculine and upright palm skills! He also lamented that Liu Changxia, a native of Liuqiu, had taken some strange elixir and strange medicine, and he could resist beating like a puppet and stone sculpture...
One can fight, and the other can endure. From the stage competition to this day, this pair can be considered a perfect partner.
The Yishui behind the stage is wide and the mountains are silent. Under the bright moonlight, you can still see some boundaries and outlines.
The orange light from the four-corner wind lanterns diluted the shadows of the two people very thinly. The sweat stains on their faces, the murderous look in their eyes, the string of beads on their necks, and the wrinkles in their robes were all vivid and clearly visible.
It was another cup of tea, and the properties of betel nut were gradually weakening, and Liu Changxia began to show a look of pain on her face. Her evasive, offensive and defensive moves were not as fast and flexible as before, and her strength was much weaker. Her limbs and body were beaten by Huangfu Cong.
Some of the affected areas are red and swollen, some are purple and swollen, and some are even black and blue, which is shocking at first glance.
Huangfu Cong saw that he was defeated, so he became more and more steady with his palms. However, with each palm strike, the energy and strength increased a lot, and when Liu Changxia's fists and palms intersected, the movement was a little quieter, but
Like the dull sound of a stick hitting a sandbag——
"Plop! Plop! Plop!"
While Liu Changxia tried his best to receive the attack, he retreated step by step, folded his arms to protect his head, and switched from attack to defense. However, Huangfucong's pair of fleshy palms still shrouded him like a nightmare, making him even more difficult to resist.
"Bang! Click!" An all too clear sound came from the square platform. Liu Changxia groaned, her right arm was broken from the elbow down, and she twisted her back at an incredible angle.
Cold sweat suddenly fell down like a waterfall on his forehead, and soon his eyes were blurred. There was finally more panic and fear in the originally ferocious pupils, and his body was shaking unconsciously due to the severe pain. But it still remained the same.
He just bared his teeth and refused to admit defeat.
"Crack!" Then there was another crisp sound, and Huang Fucong's left arm was also chopped off with a palm knife, swinging like a pendulum.
"Hiss——" Many knights gasped and turned their faces away, unable to bear to look at it anymore.
Liu Changxia finally came to his senses and did not dare to resist any longer. He immediately knelt down on the stage with a "plop", tears streaming down his face, lowered his head and begged: "Brother Huangfu! I surrender... don't fight anymore... ugh
Woo hoo..."
Only then did Huang Fucong stop, and his left palm suddenly stopped in front of Liu Changxia's door. This chapter has been completed!