() Zhuang Buzhong is cautious and prudent, and never does anything he is not sure of. After lowering his head and thinking for a while, he admitted that he was at a great disadvantage and really didn’t have much confidence. If he failed, it would be a minor personal embarrassment and a loss to the sect’s face.
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The second senior brother is not sure of winning, and the remaining ones are not very good in terms of internal strength. Their shortcomings are very obvious. If they rely solely on their sword skills, they may not be able to persist for long. After all, the Wuyue Sword Sect has been passed down for hundreds of years, and each other's martial arts are strong.
They all know the moves very well; for example, the Huashan School is very familiar with the swordsmanship of the Hengshan School; similarly, the master has also specially explained the swordsmanship of the Huashan School.
After looking at each other for a few times, they realized that although the senior fellow apprentices were all very high-minded, the reputation of the sect was not a matter of concern, so they all had concerns and did not dare to recommend themselves.
Finally, it was Liu Menonuo who said, "Senior Brother, do you think the other party is as strong as everyone else in Prince Mu's Mansion? Whose skill is the closest?"
He Buwei pondered for a moment, recalled the performance of everyone in Prince Mu's palace when they dealt with Wu Sangui's men at the foot of Ma'an Mountain, and considered: "I see that Feng Bupo's temples are bulging high, his breathing is steady and long, his wrists are stable and accurate when picking up vegetables with chopsticks, and he has great swordsmanship.
It should be very deep, and much stronger than Liu Yizhou who once competed with you. But it should not be as good as Wu Lishen, the shaking lion, and at the same level as Su Gangdang, the master scholar. I am sure to win the latter within thirty moves, Xiao Liu
As long as you can get the upper hand in advance and rely on the speed and ruthlessness of our Hengshan swordsmanship, you have a 50% chance of winning! After all, this is just a competition, and the other party will definitely leave room, and this is your chance."
In the recent days, Liu Meng has been pestering his senior brother to teach him swordsmanship and Qinggong every day. He naturally knows how to advance his skills, so he feels that as long as he performs well, there is no chance.
Of course, there is the most important point. He Buwei didn't say it out loud, and Liu Meng himself knew it well. Liu Meng is the youngest among the 16th generation disciples of the Hengshan Sect. He is only fifteen years old, and he is one of the top disciples of the Huashan Sect.
Disciples of different generations compete and exchange ideas, so it's natural to lose. After all, the opponent is older than the previous round. If he wins by chance, it will be a huge upset!
Although the other party also understands that there is no benefit to be gained from competing with Liu Meng regardless of victory or defeat, this matter is brought up by them, and it would be too hasty to shirk it, and it seems that the dignified Huashan sect is not stable enough, and is suspected of going back on its promise.
It was decided to hold a discussion and exchange later. Liu Meng took the lead and caught the other side off guard. Before the other side could figure out the fighting style that this generation of disciples was good at, he moved dangerously and boosted the Hengshan Sect's reputation in the hearts of the Five Mountains Sword Sect.
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After filling a bowl of hot chicken soup and drinking it while standing in the kitchen, Liu Meng did another set of Liuyun Palms to warm up and adjust his body to the best condition. Then he walked to the open space in the front yard of the Holy Emperor Palace and stood with his sword behind his back and his hands behind his back.
, looking up at the sky above his head.
The blue sky is like a wash, and the white clouds are long. Life is just like the clouds in the sky. No matter how beautiful it is, it is just a passerby. But the swordsmanship is not.
The white horse passed through the gap, leaving no trace. The wind returned to the mountains and forests, informally.
If the swordsmanship is used like this, will there be any surprises?
As if he had an epiphany, a light flashed in Liu Meng's mind. Just like the moment when a fish bites the hook, an unexplainable feeling enveloped him. At this moment, he no longer thought of victory or defeat, reputation, or spirit. There was something in his heart.
All that was seen was the sword movements that came and went in vertical and horizontal directions.
A young man with a sword on his back stood in the court, wearing blue trousers and a gray coat, but he was as confident and calm as a prince or minister standing quietly in the court. At a glance, it gave people a feeling of being integrated with the environment.
Feng Nandi's eyes narrowed sharply, and he carefully looked at this young disciple of the Hengshan Sect. After a long breath, he exclaimed: "What a swordsman!"
He was not looked down upon because of his youth, but was called "swordsman". The praise given by Feng Nandi was very rare. If an ordinary martial arts practitioner received such praise from the head of the Huashan Sect, this alone would be enough to make a name for himself in the world.
Li Wan established.
Xiang Shoushan frowned slightly, a little displeased that his young apprentice was too showy in front of the guests. He Buwei, who was very observant, immediately stepped forward to report: "Master, Master Feng, I just mentioned the discussion and exchange between the two groups of disciples with the word "no"
, I just made the decision without authorization and arranged for Junior Brother Liu to be in charge of the first scene and this disciple to be in charge of the second scene. Please also ask Master and Master Feng for approval."
Xiang Shoushan said "hmm" and turned to Feng Nandi and said: "These disciples of mine are a little too pampered and are used to being naughty and mischievous. To the point where Senior Brother Feng saw the joke and felt ashamed!"
Feng Nandi waved his hand and said with a slight smile: "It is normal for young people to be energetic and naughty. By the time you and I are old and sluggish, we can't keep up with the thinking of young people. In the past few years, I have relied on my old bones to live up to my old age.
Yes, I feel ashamed when I think about it.”
When they were young, they both laughed proudly and did many high-spirited things. Now they are chatting together and sighing that time is not forgiving. Seeing the new generation of disciples growing up, with their own shadows vaguely visible, they suddenly feel proud and excited.
It was because of my nostalgia that I actually had the idea of retiring to the mountains and forests.
Here, Feng Bupo and Feng Bujiu saw that the Hengshan sect had arranged the order of appearances. Feng Buji, who was a little more impatient, walked out first. He hugged Liu Meng, who was standing quietly on the spot, and clasped his fists. According to the rules of competition between brothers of the sect, he
The family report said: "Feng Bujii of the Huashan School is fortunate enough to learn the swordsmanship of Hengshan. I would also like to ask my junior brother to give me some advice."
Liu Meng was in an unusually peaceful mood at this moment, imitating the other party's gesture of bowing his hands and saying: "Liu Bumeng of the Hengshan School, I feel honored to be able to compete with my senior brother, and I hope that my subordinates will be kind to you."
After greeting each other, both of them drew their swords out of their scabbards. Feng Buji raised his sword flat and made a polite gesture like a phoenix coming. Liu Meng lowered his sword diagonally and made a gesture of sweeping the couch and waiting.
, and behaved extremely modestly.
Seeing that although his opponent was a young man, he was sensible and courteous. Feng Buji was a sensitive person. He immediately felt good about him and said with a smile: "I am older and it is not easy to bully others. Junior brother, please go first."
Liu Meng was a master who said, "Everyone respects me an inch, and I respect another person an inch." He immediately responded with a smile: "Being respectful is worse than obeying orders, senior brother, be careful!"
As soon as the careful word "heart" fell to the ground, the long sword in Liu Meng's hand began to move. With a flip of his wrist, the tip of the sword was raised diagonally, and it was drawn in a straight arc. The target was pointed directly at Feng Buji's chest, reaching a point.
There are no extra moves, it’s simple and direct.
It was so fast. An expert would know if someone was there as soon as he made a move. Feng Bujiu saw that the opponent's sword was very fast and his move was not sloppy at all. He knew that this was not a good fight, so he had to react with all his strength. He immediately raised his sword across the fence and struck.
Opening this sword is still mostly symbolic.
The etiquette was enough, and then Liu Mengke was ready to grit his teeth and fight to the death. With a turn of the long sword, his body quickly scurried, and with a move of Huifeng Luoyan sword technique, which was the fastest wind return electric shock, he stabbed the opponent's throat fiercely.
Liu Meng was the best at this move. Liu Yizhou of Prince Mu's Mansion was defeated by this move. As fast as lightning and as fast as thunder, the tip of the sword was in front of Feng Buji in the blink of an eye.
