Fu Qian took his time to calm down under the expectation of everyone: Why don't we judge whoever is forced to do the work on the battlefield as a negative?
Everyone was in an uproar and then held their breath to see how Pang Yu would answer.
Pang Yu smiled secretly in her heart.
Although he is good at wielding a sword, he has worked hard on his fists and kicks, creating a Taixu wrong hand. Integrating sword moves into it is no different from using a sword, so he made the suggestion just now.
This concave-shaped wooden railing is made of high-quality nanmu. The total length is about five feet and the width is half a foot. Although the railing is decorated with patterns, it is very solid. Even people who are not familiar with martial arts can walk on the railing as long as their hands and feet are flexible.
For masters like them who are skilled in balance, Ziru is not much different from standing on the ground. The only thing is that it limits their range of activities so that each can more accurately grasp each other's movements.
Pang Yu's Taixu Mishandling is suitable for both near and far. If he could predict the opponent's variables, its power would be even more astonishing, so he refused Fu Qian's proposal before it was too late to welcome it.
This man is extremely wise and knows the art of war, but he deliberately shows a slight hesitation on the surface before frowning and saying: This method can ensure that things will not be damaged due to a momentary mistake. I have no choice but to sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman.
Fu Qian showed a careless smile and said: Brother Pang, please!
As soon as they finished speaking, they both jumped up at the same time and landed steadily on the railing.
Many people watched and expressed their admiration because both of their movements were as fast as lightning. The most unusual thing was that they didn't show any sign of raising their spirits.
What's even more surprising is that they didn't jump to the top of the railing and then descend. Instead, they rushed up diagonally and then nailed themselves to the railing like nails without any shaking.
It's just that this movement technique of stopping when the heart wants it is beyond the reach of ordinary martial arts masters.
Kou Zhong had already predicted that Fu Qian had a unique skill, so it was no surprise. However, Pang Yu was so powerful that it was beyond his expectation. He couldn't help but recall Li Jing's warning.
At this time, Pang Yu was standing on a single-legged column with his left leg tilted behind his right leg, assuming a golden rooster independent posture, but it was more stable and safer than others standing on two feet. Especially his stance was stable and stable from the end of one side of the railing to the end.
Seeing the danger creates a very special momentum.
Fu Qian was as tall as Mount Tai, standing tall and tall in the middle of the railing. Since the railing was about five feet above the ground, and against the backdrop of the deep spaces on all four sides of the outer stairwells, he looked as if he was standing there.
The majestic figure standing on the top of a mountain gives people the strange feeling of looking up at the mountain.
He faced Pang Yu and smiled calmly and said: "This is the first time since I arrived in the Central Plains that I have officially fought with someone. However, I will not be the main attacker, so Brother Pang does not need to treat me with courtesy just because I am a guest!"
Although he was courteous in his words and deeds, he had a domineering air that made people feel suffocated. He was even more mysterious and intimidating.
Pang Yu secretly smiled in his heart. He must know that it is extremely important to take the first move in chess when masters compete with each other. If their skills are similar, who takes the first move often becomes the factor that determines victory or defeat.
Even if you lose the initiative on flat ground, you can still use dodge to deploy a counterattack. However, if the activity is limited to this curved railing that is no more than five feet long and less than half a foot wide and is not allowed to touch the ground, then losing the initiative will almost certainly lead to defeat.
No victory.
There was a buzz of discussion among the bystanders, secretly commenting on Fu Qian's unwiseness.
Kou Zhong then leaned close to Song Yuzhi's crystal-clear jade ear and whispered: If the world takes turns to work on the railings of the tomb, he will surely sit on the throne of the emperor.
Song Yuzhi agreed from the bottom of his heart that when it came to close combat in a narrow range, not many people could match Xu Ziling's skills.
However, she moved away a little and then stared at Kou Zhong hard and said: Did you blow into someone's ear on purpose?
Kou Zhong's face was slightly red. Fortunately, Pang Yu immediately became angry when he insulted him. Song Yuzhi ignored him again, allowing the boy to escape this embarrassment.
As if there were axles on the soles of his feet, Pang Yu slid across the railing of a thousand miles and came to Fu Qian's left side. With his fingers formed into swords, he slashed left and right to attack Fu Qian. Then his energy surged with a terrifying force.
A miserable atmosphere immediately arose in the arena. Even though Pang Yu was using his bare hands, he could make people feel like they were being stabbed by swords.
Xu Ziling secretly observed Xing Mofei and other masters from Tuyuhun. When he saw that they were all watching the battle, no one showed any nervousness or uneasiness, as if they were confident in their master. He couldn't help but feel a little chilled in his heart.
With Pang Yu's current skill, even if he were to change his position in Fuqian, he would still have a hard time coping. At this moment, the field changed again.
Pang Yu actually jumped up into the air like an eagle and swooped down. The move of holding the fingers together as a sword remained intact, but instead changed to attack Fu Qian's face.
Now even the blind man knew that Pang Yu was determined to force Fu Qian to leave the railing within a few moves.
Fu Qian laughed loudly until the enemy was about to attack him, and then he leaned back, as if he had suddenly turned into a bow, and his right fist shot like a powerful arrow towards Pang Yu who was diagonally above the front.
The whole place immediately felt a terrible feeling of burning heat and irritation. What was even more shocking was that they couldn't feel the slightest strength of the fist, as if everyone suddenly went deaf and lost all feeling on their skin, or like seeing lightning in a nightmare but never hearing the thunder.
Voice.
Fu Qian's silent punch chilled people's hearts more than any punch or palm wind.
Everyone was dumbfounded and surprised.
Li Shimin, Tu Li and others all looked surprised at the same time.
Pang Yu, who was in the middle of the game, was even more miserable. If he were on flat ground, he could still retreat far away after receiving the move, but now he could only retreat to one of the railings.
The so-called expert will know immediately whether there is something or not as soon as he makes a move.
Pang Yu had never even thought about Fu Qian's fist strength, which could calm the wind.
The boxing style is not really absent, but is concentrated into a column and focused only on oneself.
He seemed to be swimming against the wind in a storm that others could not feel or touch, and felt extremely uncomfortable.
Only then did I realize that I had fallen into the trap.
Fu Qian's highly concentrated technique is clearly a form of innate true energy and has an irresistible trend.
The palm strikes Fu Qian's right fist one after another.
In the eyes of others, they thought it was Pang Yu who deliberately changed his moves to seal his opponent with this earth-shattering punch. Only Pang Yu and masters like Xu Ziling, Li Shimin, and Hong Funu could see that Fu Qian's simple punch could seal his opponent.
All variations of the Dead Pang Jade Palm Sword offensive.
Pang Yu felt like he was hit by a huge boulder, his hands and body were struck by lightning, and he was about to be shot up into the sky. If he hit a tile, I'm afraid no one would know whether he should be credited to Pang Yu or not.
The number of Fu Qian.
When Pang Yu was in danger, he took a big breath of energy and shot it down into a leap. At this time, Fu Qian's fist suddenly expanded and hit his face.
It turned out that his body changed from curved to straight like a spring, so his punches changed from blocking to counterattacking.
Pang Yuxin felt bad and hurriedly folded her hands into scissors to hold the opponent's iron fist.
Peng!
The sound of the clash of qi and energy was as loud as muffled thunder, and the entire space was ringing, making everyone's ears ring. Even Mu Tiexiong, who was regulating his qi and recuperating, couldn't help but open his eyes and look up from the stairwell below.
Pang Yu's whole figure was blown up like leaves by the strong wind, until he stretched out his legs at the middle beam, and then shot towards Fu Qian who was still standing on the railing as firmly as a mountain.
Although Fu Qian's condition was that he was not allowed to touch the ground but not the beams or tiles, everyone felt that Pang Yu should lose.
But no one dared to look down on Pang Yu.
The power of Fu Qian's punch shocked the entire audience, showing that he was astonishingly powerful enough to challenge a level master like Ning Daoqi.
It's hard to believe that Pang Yu could block his punch without getting hurt.
Li Shimin shouted: Stop!
Fu Qian laughed and said: I understand!
Jing's fists turned into palms, making a greeting gesture.
The burning, oppressive feeling disappeared without a trace in an instant, and everyone felt relaxed again.
Pang Yu was also a hero who could lift up and let go. He immediately gave up the offensive and shook hands with Fu Qian as a gift, and used his strength to float down the floor together.
Li Shimin sighed: I admire our side in this battle. Is the prince interested in playing with me?
Although everyone knew that he, the King of Qin, was extremely brave and invincible in battle, they had never seen him fight with anyone as a martial artist.
At this moment, after seeing Fu Qian's unfathomable feats, he still dared to challenge him and immediately made a new assessment of him.
Xu Ziling and Kou Zhongze looked at each other in confusion and thought that if they were Li Shimin, they would hesitate to take action.
Fu Qian let go of Pang Yu's hand and asked him to return to the formation. Just as he was about to say something, Tu Li strode out, his eyes and divine light burst into Fu Qian's body and said solemnly, "No wonder the prince has become so famous in recent years. You Sheng Naifu Guofei" Fortunately. Brother Shimin, why don't you leave this situation to your brother?
The entire audience was so silent that one could hear the needle drop, waiting for Fu Qian's decision.
This heroic master from Tuyuhun looked up to the sky and smiled and said: How happy! How happy! I, Fuqian, have been regretting the difficulty of finding opponents all these years. It is indeed rare to meet so many good opponents. But do not do what you don’t want. Apply to others. This is not a battlefield suitable for hands-off fighting. Can you two have any other suggestions?
These words were almost arrogant, but no one felt that he was being domineering or arrogant when he came out of his mouth; instead, they seemed to be frank and frank as a matter of course.
Wang Bo coughed dryly to attract everyone's attention and then smiled and said: "The days are long, how about we go back and have a drink first and then discuss it later?"
In terms of seniority and status in the world, even Du Fuwei, Li Zitong, etc., who were once his subordinates, Wang Bo, is really unmatched here. Anyone who proposes such a proposal must sell face to him, otherwise they may have to deal with him first. It is known as the whipping technique that is unparalleled in the world.
Rong Fengxiang echoed: Tomorrow night is my birthday party, how about we compete again then?
Li Shimin said happily: Who dares to disobey the words of the two seniors?
His manners and demeanor are always so appropriate and touching.
When everyone thought that the matter would come to an end, someone said softly: "This junior also uses a whip. This is a rare opportunity. I hope Mr. Wang can give me some advice."
Everyone followed the sound and saw that it was Yuchi Jingde, a master from Li Shimin's Tiance Mansion.
Although he was polite, everyone knew that it was no different from a formal fight.
Among the masters of Tiance Mansion, Wei Chi Jingde was as famous as Changsun Wuji, above Pang Yu.
If Yuchi Jingde is better than Pang Yu, no one would dare to doubt his qualifications to challenge the whip king.
The murderous intent in Wang Bo's eyes flashed away and replaced with a smile: "The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. Wang and Brother Yuchi will eventually have a chance to meet again."
He laughed, rolled his sleeves, and went back to the living room.
Fu Qian also hurriedly bowed and dismissed his men, who followed him.
Li Shimin's eyes moved from Fu Qian's thick back to Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling. He smiled slightly and then said goodbye to Song Lu and others before returning to the living room with Tu Li.
When Kou Zhong and Li Shimin's eyes were locked, Song Yuzhi felt that a pair of eyes that made her feel strange were looking at her scorchingly. She turned around and couldn't help but her heart trembled, thinking that there could be such a handsome and handsome man in the world compared to Xu Ziling's elegant appearance. Not inferior. Then he realized that Yun Yu beside him was really busy smiling at her and saying hello.
Hou Xibai thought that Song Yuzhi responded positively to Liu Zhen's gaze and immediately smiled in return.
Song Lu turned around and moved forward. Song Yuzhi knew that the other party had misunderstood, but how could such a thing be corrected and explained, so he had no choice but to leave with Uncle Nai, laughing and uneasy.
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Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling were lying down and sitting under the shade of the trees on the grass bank of Luodi, enjoying the lazy and peaceful atmosphere of the afternoon. This place not only became a place where they agreed to meet, but also a good place for thinking and chatting.
Although passers-by passed by behind, the weeping willows seemed like two different worlds due to the distance.
In front of you, there are frequent boats on Luoshui River. On the far right, across the river, is the Tianjin Bridge, where there are a lot of cars and horses and pedestrians, and there is a sense of tranquility as if the river does not interfere with the well.
Under the full sun, the herringbone tiles of the houses on the other side shine brightly, creating a brilliant texture created by the combined efforts of artificial and natural forces.
When Xu Ziling, who was sitting cross-legged, thought Kou Zhong had fallen asleep, he suddenly sighed: Lao Ba left too early!
If you give him that punch when he sees the beard, it is guaranteed that he will challenge Li Tu and his two sons before him. There are such martial arts in the world, and even the enchantress and the master fairy will not be able to win him easily.
Xu Ziling smiled and said: Why does Master Xiangu think that she looks like she is seventy or eighty years old?
Kou Zhongha smiled and said: "You rush to speak for her so quickly, it shows that you are deeply in love and can't extricate yourself, what a shame!"
Xu Ziling angrily refused to answer him.
Seeing that his master had failed to elicit Xu Ziling's reaction, Kou Zhong had to change the subject and said, "Why don't you lie down and close your eyes. We haven't gotten enough sleep for two hours these past few nights. It's really hard to be a human being."
However, Xu Ziling took out the Tianxue Xue given to him by Lu Miaozi, flipped through it with great interest and muttered: You hit a snag with Third Sister Song, so you are full of resentment and can't sleep, but you come to disturb my peace. If you continue to talk nonsense, you are gone.
On the Yangguan Road, I walked on my single-plank bridge and practiced separately.
Kou Zhong surrendered quickly. But within a moment he couldn't help but said: What are you looking at? Can you come and listen?
Xu Ziling said: I am looking at the method of determining the length of a year. Would you like to hear it?
Kou Zhong said in astonishment: Can this be measured? Are you bluffing me?
Xu Ziling sighed: This is called the treasure left by the wisdom of the predecessors. If I were to think about it now, I would never be able to think of it in ten thousand years. But now I only need to read three pages to understand clearly.
Kou Zhong hurriedly sat up and felt refreshed and said: "I will work harder after I have been taught a good lesson. How is it measured?"
Xu Ziling said in a sincere tone: It relies on an upright pole inserted in the ground, which is called Tugui. When the sun hits this pole at noon, our ancestors will make measurements.
Kou Zhong was stunned and said: What's so strange about this?
Xu Ziling said with emotion: The most simple and easy things become more ordinary, but we ignore them due to habit. It turns out that the position of the sun at noon is not the same every day. When the sun reaches its northernmost position and is at its highest position,
The shortest pole shadow is the summer solstice; the longest pole shadow is the winter solstice when the sun moves to the south and is at its lowest. The ancients measured the length of the pole shadow from the changing cycle of the pole shadow and found out that a year is 365 and a quarter days.
No more.
Kou Zhong scratched his head and said: Wow! The ancients were so powerful that even the old master would step aside.
Then he lay back on the embankment and took out Lu Miaozi's manuscript and looked at it carefully.
Xu Ziling put down his book and stared at a sailing ship passing by. In his mind, he imagined Song Shidao accompanying the sleeping beauty Fu Junyu as he sailed north to Korea and sighed: Do you want to be the son-in-law of the Song Dynasty?
Kou Zhong covered his face with a book and said with a bitter smile: It makes me feel guilty and my interest is waning. I want to give up without you. What's more, even without the support of the Song clan, I have the confidence to break through the world. The prerequisite is to find the treasure.
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Xu Ziling said: You'd better not offend Yuzhi again. I really can't bear to see her sad for you.
Kou Zhongdao: How dare I not listen to what you say. But I am not as completely indifferent and sincere towards her as you think. Sometimes I really want to put her in my arms and take good care of her, but she refuses to cooperate!
Xu Ziling laughed and said: Don't laugh to death! You don't want to hold that beauty in your arms and have an intimate relationship with her.
Kou Zhong sat up again and said, "Stop mentioning these distressing things. Can you tell me what Fu Qian came to the Central Plains for?"
Xu Ziling frowned and said: Don't you know how to guess?
Kou Zhong begged: You are good at doing this kind of thing. You can think of tricks that I can't think of.
Xu Ziling showed a thoughtful expression and said in a deep voice: He came to the Central Plains to observe the situation, see who could be used by him, and then decide which method to choose to achieve his goal.
Kou Zhong clapped his legs and sighed: "Heroes must see the same thing. This guy is very ambitious. If he thinks that the Han people have an opportunity, he will invade on a large scale to expand the territory. If not, he can make peace with the future emperor."
This is really an extraordinary person to deal with the Turks and Tiele people.
The two sat in silence for a long time, and Kou Zhong said: I have an appointment with Song Jingang, do you want to go and meet me together?
This time it was Xu Ziling's turn to lie down on the embankment and close his eyes: I'm going to sleep! Wake me up when you come back!