Chapter 39 The smallest and strongest keyboard warrior in history
When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine.
Practicing in the mountains, I don’t know how many years have passed. When Yu Jian left Shu Mountain, Huang Shang realized that it was just after the Mid-Autumn Festival.
He took Qing'er all the way south, and when he arrived at Suzhou City, he came down and took Master Qing to celebrate the first festival.
As soon as I stepped onto the street, I felt like I had entered a world of fireworks.
There is a lot of traffic and people gathered like ants. Looking around, there are lamp stands everywhere like flaming trees and lights like silver flowers. There are also many teams performing, walking on stilts, rowing land boats, performing lion and dragon dances, there are countless people. The whole city of Suzhou is like
It was as lively as boiling water.
"Wow!"
Not to mention that Qing'er was in a spooky and weird demon-locking tower when he was born. Even ordinary children would jump for joy when they see this scene.
She was attracted by the festive atmosphere and joined the crowd of beaming children.
After this period of practice, Qing'er has been able to take on the human form, but she still walks a little strangely, a bit like the white snake and the green snake in "Green Snake" when they first came ashore, but the two showed a flattering attitude. She
It's just pink and cute, like a child just learning to walk.
And when she squeezed into the group of little carrot heads, she found that they were setting up lanterns by the river, which contained wishes. After placing them in the water, they clasped their hands and prayed, learning from the adults to pray for good days next year.
Qing'er looked around and found that she didn't have it in her hand, so she couldn't help but sigh.
"Give!"
"Give!"
"Give!"
But the next moment, seven or eight lanterns were handed over from different directions, and a group of little carrots around looked at her, with expressions on their faces that they wanted to be friends with me.
Qing'er didn't know how popular she was, and was stunned for a moment. It wasn't until Huang Shang coughed lightly that she realized what she was doing.
She originally wanted to pick the most beautiful one, but then she chose the one with the cringiest eyes and the most trembling hands: "Thank you!"
The little girl's face immediately brightened up, and she was happier than if she had put out ten lanterns by herself.
Seeing that the other children were a little sad, Qing'er stretched out his fingers and used grappling techniques, like lightning, and directly took all the lanterns over.
"Wow!"
The children were shocked, and even more shocked were those who didn't want to give it to her...
But the next moment, when they saw two piles of lanterns stacked high, standing out from the crowd, not to mention a group of children who were dumbfounded, even the adults were stunned.
What is this?
"go!"
The children's desire for expression was overwhelming, and Qing'er was so proud that he twirled his hands and floated the lanterns towards the water one by one, landing accurately on the empty water, attracting everyone's attention for a while.
"What a handsome kung fu, which disciple is he from?"
On the bridge not far away, an extraordinary-looking man in brocade clothes asked around.
The disciples looked at each other and looked at each other in embarrassment.
"Haha, I didn't expect that our Suzhou is getting more and more lively. Tiannan, are you sure about the battle in the arena?"
The man smiled and said to the heroic young man behind him.
"Of course, I'm absolutely sure!"
The boy was only eleven or twelve years old, but his figure was tall and straight, his lower body was extremely stable, like the roots of an old tree, and his temples were bulging high, like two sarcomas, giving him the air of a master.
At this time, he looked at the gaudy lanterns, and what he showed was not wonder, but excitement: "Today, Pili Hall has been destroyed, and the martial arts world has ushered in a new pattern. My Lin Family Fort's opportunity has come!"
"good!"
The man nodded happily.
The Lin Family Fort has been passed down for two hundred years. In Suzhou, it has long been a weak figure, and its forces are intricately connected. Even when the Perak Hall was rampant in the world, they still had to be given a bit of a thumbs-down.
But their influence is limited to Suzhou. Although they have a name in the martial arts world, they are not up to the level of the ten major sects. Now that the ten major sects have been destroyed and Pili Tang is finished, it is time for them to rise.
Not to mention here, the lanterns were put down and stretched for ten miles. Looking from a distance, there were little sparks, and the sky and the earth were filled with joy and happiness. Qing'er was surrounded by children.
However, she was a very mature Master Qing and did not play with them. She quickly returned to Huang Shang and continued to visit the market.
Along the way, she looked here and there and was dazzled by the various gadgets sold by the shops and stalls on both sides. However, she was very different from ordinary children. Qing'er did not have the attribute of being a foodie, so she just looked at, mainly these mundane things.
The food contained too many impurities and was not to her liking.
Huang Shang knew that she was picky, so he took a bag of earth spirit melon seeds from the purple gourd and gave her to play with.
After walking like this, when I arrived at the center of Suzhou City, I suddenly saw red flags waving and colorful flags floating around a huge arena.
"Brother! What is that?"
When Qing'er saw it, his eyes suddenly lit up, and the soul of Wing Chun burned brightly.
"Well……"
Huang Shang wondered if this tradition in Suzhou City was passed down from generation to generation. Why would there be ring competitions at all times, but he would not deceive the children? He explained: "This is the ring. It is a place where martial arts people use martial arts to resolve disputes."
"Can I go up? I want to fight too!"
Qing'er was so happy that her hair was flying. Newton had never appeared in this world anyway.
"Do you really want to create a Wing Chun school in this world?"
Huang Shang was speechless and persuaded: "It would be too bullying if you go up there. It's boring."
"That's wrong. Although your junior sister is young and has extraordinary achievements, we in Suzhou Wulin also have talents!"
Just as he was talking, a steady voice sounded from behind. The man and the boy who were on the bridge came over and said, "Lin Jiabao, Lin Zhenwei, I have met my little brother. Where did he come from?"
Huang Shang didn't wear the uniform clothes of Shushan, and he didn't even carry the Tianzong Sword on his back. Instead, he could draw it out at a moment's notice, and the Five Spiritual Wheels were hidden in his sleeves. From the outside, he looked like a handsome, kind-hearted young man.
, has no sect characteristics, so the Lin Family Fort Master made the inquiry.
Before Huang Shang could speak, Qing'er had already raised his hand and said plainly: "Wing Chun."
"Wing Chun? I've never heard of it. Is it some kind of hidden sect..."
Lin Zhenwei felt strange in his heart. There was no trace on his face, but he also breathed a sigh of relief.
Huang Shang grinned and looked behind Lin Zhenwei at the young man who had the word "master" carved on his face.
This should be Lin Yueru's father, Lin Tiannan.
In the original plot, Lin Tiannan was the sworn brother of the Sword Master. He was a dozen years older than the Sword Master, and was about the same age as the Jiu Sword Master. His father, Lin Yueru, was considered a middle-aged daughter, and he was very doting on him.
It's just that this sworn brotherhood failed enough. Until Lin Yueru died in the Demon Locking Tower, her presence in Shushan was almost zero.
Judging from various details, the so-called sworn brotherhood also has a certain meaning of arrogance. I am afraid that it is the identity of the leader of the martial arts alliance that leads to this relationship.
No way, neither the old Shu Mountain nor the new Shu Mountain now controlled by the Evil Sword Immortal paid much attention to the martial arts world.
The purpose of the existence of these Jianghu sects is to receive the disciples who come down from the mountain to conquer demons and eliminate demons, and to have a place to stay and report news.
The gap between martial arts and immortality is too great. Being the leader of the martial arts league, the top figure, what does it mean in the face of the profound sword-controlling magic?
But if not, Perak Hall would collapse.
After Luo Rulie "disappeared", Perak Hall collapsed at a shocking speed.
On the one hand, it is the counterattack of the major forces that had previously oppressed them, and on the other hand, it is also a hint from the Immortal Sect.
As a result, Luo Rulie's close and direct descendants surrendered, ran away, and died.
In just a few days, the huge number one force in the world was completely defeated.
As soon as Perak Hall collapsed, the forces in the arena were naturally reshuffled. This arena match happened to be held during the festival to celebrate.
Since Qing'er liked this kind of occasion, Huang Shang accepted Lin Zhenwei's invitation and sat at the VIP table as a spectator.
While teaching by words and deeds, it also gave her more insights so that she could distinguish right from wrong in the future.
Soon, the heads of various sects gathered, and then Lin Zhenwei came to the stage to speak.
"Everyone here is the sect leader of Suzhou Wulin. Allow me to introduce you."
"Destroy the Yue Sect, the Yue Sect Master!"
"Chuanyunmen, Master of Yunmen!"
"Thunder Sect, Lord of Thunder Sect!"
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"Brother, these sects are so fierce!"
Listening to Lin Zhenwei's introduction, Qing'er stuck out her tongue.
"People in the martial arts world need to have a name that is intimidating!"
Huang Shang touched her head.
Qing'er nodded as if understanding, and then began to listen to the leader's speech.
Half an hour later, Lin Zhenwei talked about the history of the Mid-Autumn Festival and popularized Qu Yuan.
An hour later, Lin Zhenwei began to emphasize that everyone should gather together to compete and learn from each other without harming harmony.
After an hour and a half, he was just about to sing a song with the leaders of the major forces that would make this night unforgettable.
In fact, they are all paving the way for the next stage.
Although in the festive atmosphere of the solar term, everyone looked relatively relaxed and there was no tense atmosphere, Huang Shang knew very well that this was all an illusion.
Opening an arena to compete and discuss matters is actually a peaceful solution to the distribution of benefits.
Compared with the two factions fighting with swords and guns, with white knives going in and red knives coming out, and in the end both sides suffer losses. The well-established Jianghu forces like to sit down and negotiate, and then let their young disciples compete in the ring to determine their interests.
distribute.
This is a good method. Of course, it is inevitable that some people will not be able to afford to lose on stage, and will resort to vicious means or even retaliate afterward.
Once you enter the world, you can't help yourself. It is definitely impossible to live a peaceful life.
Now that Lin Zhenwei has finished speaking, those junior disciples finally have the opportunity to show up, performing the eight-step dragonfly catching, toad flying up, and grass-pointing water light skills to fly to the ring.
"Not good!"
Qing'er's face was filled with doubts.
In her opinion, the more people there are in a scene, the more experts there should be.
For example, in the Demon Locking Tower, if all demons and demons gather together to compete, there will definitely be a strong one dueling. If a weak demon is killed, no attention will be paid to it.
How did you get here and be so clumsy?
She was ignorant of the world and spoke without any scruples. Her playful voice came to her, and those who were close to her looked over.
When he saw that it was a little girl, he immediately glared at Huang Shang with angry eyes.
No need to say, this must be the one who said it.
It's really shameless to take advantage of children when you don't dare to speak out.
Not that everyone paid attention to this little troll. Lin Tiannan stood in the middle, his temples bulged and retracted, and his true energy was running at full strength, flowing through his limbs and bones.
Among the juniors of each sect, he is the youngest. The other youngest are all sixteen years old and have practiced martial arts for five more years.
This is undoubtedly a disadvantage, but Lin Tiannan is confident that in the age group of ten to twenty, he will not lose to anyone.
It's the sword in his hand, it's the Lin family's sword energy!
"please!"
"please!"
Soon, it was Lin Tiannan's turn. His opponent was the third son of the leader of the Yue Zongyue clan. He looked elegant and easy-going, but the weapons he used were a pair of sixty-pound hammers. He held them with ease and swung them with ease. Before,
In just twenty moves, Chuanyunmen's opponent was knocked off the stage, which attracted a round of applause.
At this moment, he looked at Lin Tiannan, who was half a head shorter than himself, and couldn't help but show a hint of contempt in his eyes, but the next moment it turned into horror.
Because Lin Tiannan raised two fingers and moved forward.
Whoosh!
A stream of milky white sword energy spurted out from the fingertips, piercing the sky... This was too much, piercing the air and shooting towards Yue Laosan.
Between the lightning and flint, Yue Laosan only had an iron bridge, and he narrowly avoided the sword energy, but his hammer was too heavy, and when he bent it, he heard a clicking sound, and he could not straighten up, and his heart was pounding.
, simply go to the ground, then abandon the hammer and roll around to avoid the next two sword energy.
"Enough!"
Sect Master Yue shouted angrily, feeling deeply embarrassed, and said to Lin Zhenwei: "I don't think your young master is so talented and has cultivated his Yang Finger to such a level at such a young age. It seems that the Lin Family Fort will definitely carry forward the power in the future and become powerful in the martial arts world!
"
This was a bit flattering, but Lin Zhenwei was not afraid. He stroked his beard and said with a smile: "No, Quanzi only has some talent in martial arts, hahahaha!"
The other sect leaders snorted coldly, knowing that this time the Lin Family Fort would be the one to take the lead. However, they were unwilling to do so and glanced at their respective disciples.
Disciples from all sects came forward again and took turns to challenge.
"Is it a variant of Shushan Yujian..."
Huang Shang glanced at it and saw that the Lin family's sword energy contained some of the essence of the Shushan sword.
The Shushan sect has been established for thousands of years, and there have always been lay disciples. Many of these disciples failed in cultivation, and when they reached middle age, they went down the mountain and returned to their families.
Although Shushan swordsmanship cannot be taught, there is no problem at all if you have the cultivation of immortality and create some magical martial arts secrets on your own.
The ancestors of the Lin family should have such an identity, so Lin Tiannan's yang finger has roughly 0.01 strength of a sword master of the same age. There is no problem in bullying these young disciples.
And Lin Tiannan was not a good-tempered person either. He was young and energetic. Seeing that he was so powerful, and there were people coming up to fight, his attacks became more and more severe. Although he was not injured or disabled, he did not lose face at all.
Not long after, a figure flew up and landed on the ground outside the ring.
However, that person was a disciple of the Chuanyun Sect. He relied on his good Qinggong skills and refused to admit defeat. He put his hands on the ground and even wanted to turn back to the stage.
"The fighting platform in the Demon Locking Tower is full of sharp knives and spikes. I have been fighting since I was a child!"
Qing'er's little feet were swinging on the stool, and he commented: "If there was a knife underneath, it's gone. It's not like this..."
The Chuanyunmen elite disciple who had just gotten up was furious when he heard this: "Hey, you little girl, you only talk on the side, what kind of skills are you? If you have the skills, what will happen to you!"
You, of course, include Huang Shang.
Qing'er had a good temper and just said it without paying attention. Huang Shang glanced at the crowd without leaving a trace, but suddenly said: "Do you want to end it?"
"certainly!"
Qing'er then cheered and stood up immediately.
The smallest "keyboard warrior" in history jumped up from his seat. Without even waiting for his feet to hit the ground, he suddenly landed in the center of the ring and stood with his hands behind his back.
For a time, everyone was paying attention.
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(After returning to work, I feel like my schedule has adjusted since I don’t stay at home all day, and I’m ready to break out in the middle of the night. Hmm~~ It’s a bit mean~~)