Chapter 036: There is no second in martial arts

Previously you river two states bordering the secluded yellow sand land, somehow appeared some anachronistic figure, a cloak in tattered leather jacket head of white scarf child, is busy yelling to drive the sheep, border land barren, good compared to other times of the year, the spring grass is still fat, but even so, six or seven head of the old goats are still both thin and dirty, look like a group of twilight old age. The child’s waist tightened a grass rope belt, cheeks dark and thin, armpit clamped a sunken wood pole, hand with an old goat whip, followed the grazing goats walk stop, stop, mouth in the goat whip, hands holding the pole, wantonly dance, occasionally imitating some of the adults in the village shaking the pole posture. Northern Liang martial arts, the people’s style is fierce, there are many abound in hard style “nest”, because often the people in the eyes of the masters of the first emergence is a large nest, that is, women and children will be some style, such as the Youzhou side of the proverb has been circulating, ten sheep handle style nine will punch. This is the first half of the sentence, the second half of the sentence is nine boxers can only be out of a big gun barrel, meaning that it is easy to practice boxing is difficult to practice gun. Just since ancient times poor literature rich martial arts, so a poor child, no accident all his life can not touch the threshold of the gun.

After the child to see the south of a dozen miles away from the appalling scene, all of a sudden the earth shaking, all of a sudden the yellow sand pulling, a moment of lightning and thunder, a moment of light clouds, the child curiosity, thinking of the sheep will not lose the way, began to carry a whip drag pole to the south to run, he was yellow and skinny, but the feet are not too weak, the northern cool cold, bitter people’s children, the body bone really poor, long ago can not survive the winter, also Can not tolerate laziness, so the northwestern border to eat sand grown up children, and then short and thin, on the rich Jiangnan side of the seemingly tall people of the same age, really want to fight hard to fight, losing is certainly the latter.

This child running south, all the way bow waist forward, actually unusually fast. Running on the way and several times resting and gasping for breath, not far away from the surrounding area are inexplicable explosions, tend to avoid harm is the human instinct, the child is not without the thought of turning around and go back, but a few times are tenaciousness rose, pressed over the timidity, a clenched teeth continue to run south.

The goat herding boy was so ignorant, slowly approaching the place of the great battle.

Xu Fengnian’s soul drifted to the place and found Huang Longshi and Miss Oh.

When counting all the spring and autumn of Huang Sanjia see this scene, holding the old man of the girl can not help but be shocked and stunned, hall away from the sun’s most powerful feudal king, really want to die like this? This has only been a few days of the Northwest Emperor ah?

The death method is sensational, and Wang Xianzhi death battle, but the world loves the “defeat is honorable” this four words, but do not like their own death is honorable.

Huang Longshi sitting on his knees, movement gently to the family stupid daughter in the arms, some feelings, too safe city, they did not count to the wooden sword ranger child’s choice, this time still can not count to another young man’s choice of life and death. But no matter what, the boy surnamed Xu or according to the appointment, the two futile soul of Xu Fengyen held Jia Jia Jia’s palms, the transition transferred to her last “angry”, trying to wash the old Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain planted hijacking, the young girl’s face gradually improved, tends to be rosy.

Huang Longshi has traveled a long way in his life, but also seen too much of the world’s affairs, emperors and generals, peddlers, the three religions and nine streams of fish and dragons, the old man quietly into the northern Liang several times, not only good Chen Zhi Bao far better than Xu Fengnian, and even Yuan Zuozong’s admiration, are heavier than that of the world outside of the gold and jade in which the son of His Royal Highness, in the eyes of the old man, the tricks of the self-pollution of the hidden clumsiness, counting on the admirable means of the boy! He was born a nobleman, what’s the point of carrying a bit of scorn? Being constantly assassinated is also the fate he deserves. Speaking of tragic endings, the people in Xiangfan who were cooked by their loved ones, aren’t they tragic? On the way to exile, those children who were sold to others by their cruel parents according to their pounds and weights, aren’t they miserable? Nearby, the little girl in my arms, the life is also miserable. All beings are suffering, and most of them are suffering unspeakably. Huang Longshi even see Xu Fengyi in the absence of a foolproof plan under the premise, resolutely down the mountain to intercept Wang Xianzhi, there is only a little surprised, more as a matter of course, this is what he owes this daughter in his arms, and even the bottom of the heart will feel that this kid’s heart is heavy, it is a way of wishing to ask him to help Huang Longshi, just wait until this time the situation has been finalized, Huang Longshi is really moved, softly asked: “No regrets?”

Xu Fengnian smiled and shook his head, although he opened his mouth but it was silent, but it was enough to let Huang Longshi know the general meaning: “The reason why I rushed here, apart from the fact that there is an agreement is one thing, there is also the fact that I know that even if I don’t leave any stone unturned, I can’t beat that old man, and since all of them will die anyway, I might as well have one more to live for. Senior doesn’t need to think too complicatedly.”

The two asked and answered.

“Why don’t you hide in the border army and avoid fighting, even if Old Monster Wang is more powerful, he will have to kill until his hands are soft before he can see you as a person.”

“Indeed thought so, only so, the heart of the army of Northern Liang, which is so hard to gather, will be broken, and if Wang Xianzhi chooses to assassinate in a fit of rage, I can’t hide just the same. Moreover, if I have a cowardly heart, Gao Shulu’s spirit will reject me more and more, and as long as Wang Xianzhi catches me, even if my third soul returns from a long journey, without the root, I am doomed to meet with him and die for sure. Instead of dying in vain, it is better to fight squarely, can live is the best, even if dead, I think to Wang Xianzhi’s broad-minded temperament, will not personally say that the new Liang Wang died in his hands, then looks like one of my fake Liang Wang, there is a place for it.”

“are dying people, still think Xu family continue to give the court to guard the northwest gateway? The words of a man who is about to die are also true, it seems that in the past, old me was measuring the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a small man.”

“Naturally not to the Zhao family son of heaven to guard the gate of the country, not even to the people of the Central Plains, nothing more than Xu Snapdragon passed down the family business, I promised him to carry it down, it’s as simple as that. On top of that, the south can suffer less and die less, always a good thing.”

“First have ChenZhiBao after have WangXianZhi, these two big mountain, not than Zhao family emperor face XuShuZhouZhangJuLu that two low how much, here the head of the grudge, you can understand?”

“Cutting the feudal is the trend, only Xu Zhao two families stood on the opposite side, I never deny that Tai’an City is a bright king, on the contrary, he can not only like the ancestors of the country, but also allows the dynasty to revitalize, even if resting at the end of a dynasty, may also be able to save the tide of continuation of the kingdom, but this does not prevent me from him and he is a sworn enemy. However, he wants Zhang Julu not to end well, should belong to the countercurrent, in the wild people of the cold commoner children, continue to influx into the temple, squeezing out the position of the Chinese clan valve, not he can resist the force. The predecessor used twenty years to shovel over the Chunqiu fields, and the master Li Yishan was full of praise. At the end of the Yong Hui year, senior sneaked into Northern Liang for the third time, and after meeting with Chen Zhi Bao, Xu Snap once secretly mobilized most of the elite of the Whisking Water Society and seven hundred Qiushui Light Cavalry, led by Lu Qiu’er and Xu Yan Bing in person, bound to leave senior behind, only that Master was determined to block them, so they didn’t make a move.”

“There is still this matter?”

“Uh-huh.”

“Privately, there are many people who praised old man, but only Li Yishan’s comment of ‘high worldly aspirations, surpassing worldly talents’ is considered to be right on the money. Do you know why?”

“Don’t know.”

During the casual conversation, the two “Xu Fengyian” one whale swallowed and sucked in the robberies in Miss Oh’s body, while the other one helped her to instill and fill in the divine intent.

Huang Longshi smiled, “It doesn’t matter if you don’t know. In another book, an ancient man named Kong Zhigui wrote an ancient text called ‘North Mountain Moving Text’, in which the eight words, very much in line with my heart, ‘Style Zhang Ri, Frosty Qi Horizontal Autumn’, and later Huang Tingjian extended it and wrote the following sentence, ‘Young talent receives Guiyou, old loyalty and righteousness Qi Horizontal Autumn ‘.”

Both Xu Fenian were a bit perplexed, but did not bother to think deeply about anything.

Huang Longshi thought for a moment, reached out his palm to smooth the yellow sandy ground around his feet, and used his finger to write down the fourteen characters, Hou family lanterns and poor family moon, the same Lantern Festival is seen in two ways.

The old man then murmured, “It can be said that the purpose of the flavor is timeless, extremely see the world.”

Xu Fengnian’s soul, who was a forgetful person, nodded.

Huang Longshi continued to use his fingers as a pen and the sandy ground as paper, writing down the second sentence, “There are no two or three words that can be spoken with people, the fish knows that the water is cold and the water is warm; the things that are not satisfactory are often eight or nine, the spring doesn’t care about the blossoming and the falling of the flowers.

Xu Fengnian’s soul, who borrowed Wang Xiaoping’s sword, laughed it off.

Huang Longshi quickly wrote down the third sentence, The number has no end to be poor, and people do not have long doom. The old man then looked up at Xu Fengyen.

Xu Fengnian nodded and shook his head again.

Huang Longshi looked down at the little girl in his arms who had turned around and returned from the ghost gate, and said softly, “The old man once personally used Wen Hua to count on you, you don’t hold a grudge?”

“How can not hold a grudge, just hatred divided into size, revenge has a sequence, too late to take revenge.”

“That’s right.”

Huang Longshi nodded and said, “Earlier, I talked about the poems on a certain book, as far as the old man Wang Xianzhi is concerned, it is already considered as old and vigorous across the autumn sky, but he is a hundred years old, and as the number one person in the world, in the end, he bullied a junior who has not yet reached the age of maturity, which in the final analysis, is not a generous move.”

The same Xu Fengnian who rushed to the battlefield with his shakuni gun gently gazed at the huh girl, “Everyone has someone’s way of living, but there are some fundamental truths that are similar, except that Wang Xianzhi had a sentence that blocked all the words, and with his hardened fists he could not listen to other people’s reasoning. Since I have lost, I have no method of reasoning.”

When the words were said, Miss Oh was about to wake up, and the two Xu Fenian did their best, so they stood up and left valiantly.

Huang Longshi saw the two far away, only then the expression of gravity up, looked at the sky, gently put down the leisurely open eyes of the girl, stood up, muttered to himself, “Old man can’t trust anyone, used to the greatest malice to speculate about others, you Xu Fengyen is in the middle of nothing to retreat to the land, do things that still let the old man satisfied, it seems that the old man in the past did look at you wrong.”

Huang Longshi smiled and turned his head, seemingly asking himself, “Xu Fengnian, you surely don’t know that the reason why the last person who divinely traveled to Spring and Autumn couldn’t get out of Spring and Autumn was because he gave the old man the opportunity to deliberately close this book, and thus couldn’t walk out of that page. The matter has come to this point, it is not good for the old man to hide it anymore, it is helping you as well as helping myself.”

The old man lamented, “Who first realized the great dream? The ordinary life knows itself.”

Huang Longshi took a deep breath, “The old man could have achieved the Confucian Sage realm long ago, and has been deliberately suppressing it, otherwise it wouldn’t be so bad that only after the Spring and Autumn Period did a fleeting Xuanyuan Jingcheng come out. Old Husband will send you on a real and true escapade.”

Huang Longshi raised his arm, strokes outlined and pointed.

Eight words were written down.

“I write Spring and Autumn to honor Heaven and Earth!”

The flipbook opened the door.

Behind Huang Longshi really opened the door as if it were open, and a man stepped out from it, softly replying, “Heaven and earth naturally honor me.”

Toward the end of the White Emperor, between the colorful clouds.

The White Emperor is one of the five heavenly emperors in the ancient books, in charge of all western gods and goddesses.

Wang Xianzhi looked at the colorful clouds gathering and dispersing above his head, and occasionally came to a realization, roughly knowing his own life, no wonder the underworld would not deal with that northern god of Zhenwu Emperor, when the Zhenwu phantom descended to the Spring God Lake initiative, Wang Xianzhi who was in the Wudi City abhorred it deeply.

Wang Xianzhi did not stop Xu Fenian’s soul from traveling far away, nor did he stop them from returning.

Feeling the faint breath of Xu Fengyen lying in a pool of blood, Wang Xianzhi looked away to the northern sky and asked aloud, “Another battle in the sky?”

The sky did not respond to Wang Xianzhi’s question.

But someone on earth replied with two words, “No need.”

A huge stream of fireflies crashed into Xu Fengnian’s body in the bloody water.

Wang Xianzhi frowned and turned to look over there.

Xu Fengnian touched the ground with one knee, pressed one hand against the earth, and said softly, “There is no need to go to the sky to fight again.”

Wang Xianzhi narrowed his eyes and stared at the young man who was the only one who had seen that Divine Intent Perfection in his life, a little puzzled, not dead yet?

The old man looked at the light on Huang Longshi’s side, and quickly realized that this young feudal king took a path that was not quite the same as North Mang Yuan Qingshan, thinking of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism fusion, but unfortunately, the original lack of vital Confucianism, Wang Xianzhi did not think that there is anyone in the world who can make Xu Fengyen know the situation well, Cao Changqing, if you give up all your cultivation and daoxing, there is a possibility of five or six minutes, but this Qingyi official son wants to restore the country, even if he is interested in the Xu Fengnian, even if he is interested in Xu Fengnian, he will never be able to act on his own accord, and come to others to do the dowry at the time of the restoration of the Western Chu. But Wang Xianzhi only did not expect cold-eyed and cold-hearted Huang Sanjia, will act like this, and also really let the last spring and autumn traveler to get a great meaning, this kind of gift inheritance, is not to say that one person to send, the other person can accept. Just like Xu Fengyen went to Wudang Mountain to practice sword at the beginning, Wang Chonglou not hesitate to send out the great yellow court cultivation, but in the end just sent six or seven points, the discount is quite serious, far from letting the young Shizi His Highness step to get the certificate of longevity. Huang Longshi acted like this, it is like a big gamble, if you send the realm, but not able to make “Xu Fengyian” accept all, only achieved the end of the unhelpful half of the Confucian saint, then it is really late in the day, the biggest joke under the sky.

At the moment, Wang Xianzhi’s injury was not fatal, but it was not light either.

Especially that shakshuka gun, is considered the most wretched since ascending to the martial arts azi, so that the old man can never let go, not the question of the lightness of the injuries, but Wang Xianzhi afterward, no matter how to deduce, he can not avoid.

Xu Fengyen grabbed a handful of gravel, stood up, spread his palms, the yellow sand was blown by the wind, thrown high into the sky, a line far away, seeping into those colorful clouds, like mud and dirt spilling down the brocade, instantly dispersing that wind flow.

Xu Fengyin’s three souls and six spirits had all returned to their orifices, and although his face, which had been torn apart by Wang Xianzhi’s silk, had not healed and was still shocking, his aura was majestic and unparalleled.

Wang Xianzhi’s expression was calm, but there were slight waves in his heart.

But the divine intention to seek battle has never been as high as it is at this time.

It was like a person standing alone on the tallest building and finally seeing the second person walk into the roof.

There is no first in literature, so they despise each other.

There is no second in martial arts, so they kill each other!

Wang Xianzhi, who had never let his juniors display all sorts of stunning first moves, and who had never moved, took one step back and one step forward, and for the first time, he took the initiative to make a starting stance.

Xu Fengnian swept out with one step, and a short blade was added to his hand, lifting Spring Thunder upside down.

The second step long swept out, another slightly longer famous knife, smooth grip embroidery winter.

White Fox face or gift or borrowed two knives, together with him walked through the two rivers and lakes of Liyang North Mang.

Left spring thunder right embroidery winter.

With both knives in hand, Xu Fengyen rushed to Wang Xianzhi’s body in a flash, and the Xiudong knife slashed down on his head.

Wang Xianzhi lifted his hand to hold the blade of the Xiudong Knife which did not have half of the blade’s aura blooming.

His right hand was about to blast out, attempting to smash this son’s chest in one fell swoop.

It was not true that the young man’s divine intent had climbed to the peak, but Gao Shulu’s physique was still shaky.

Just before Wang Xianzhi’s strike, the short blade of Chun Lei that he carried upside down was ruffled horizontally, and it was actually one step faster than Wang Xianzhi’s eleven points of qi.

The two knives are looking cloudy and light, in addition to a fast word, as if there is no other mystery.

But Wang Xianzhi even blocked the short sword with his elbow and then retreated.

Xu Fengyen followed him like a shadow, always staying within a knife’s length of Wang Xianzhi, his embroidered winter knife stabbing Wang Xianzhi’s wound that was pierced by the Shakana spear.

Wang Xianzhi remained unafraid, letting this dangerous stab come, but smashed his fist at Xu Fengyen’s neck.

Xu Fengyen’s figure swayed, embroidered winter out of his hand, dodged Wang Xianzhi’s heavy punch, drifted sideways past Wang Xianzhi, and then behind Wang Xianzhi held the embroidered winter knife that penetrated his body.

It was really a leisurely step.

Because he failed to plant the follow-up qi on the embroidered winter knife, this knife seemed to hit Wang Xianzhi severely, but in fact, the meaning of humiliation was a bit heavier.

Wang Xianzhi was also finally forced to make to a catty situation, did not turn around to pursue, but instead, pointed his toes and slammed his back into Xu Fengnian.

Making up her mind, carrying down one slash and several slashes would not matter, as long as she completely crushed Xu Fengnian’s physique, then the big picture would be finalized.

With his back facing Wang Xianzhi, Xu Fengyen moved a few steps sideways and brushed past Wang Xianzhi again, and when their eyes met, Xu Fengyen wiped his sword at Wang Xianzhi’s neck.

Wang Xianzhi suddenly accelerated, not only lowered his head to avoid the bright blade, his footsteps slightly staggered as he crashed into Xu Fenian’s side, and launched his palm towards Xu Fenian’s shoulder.

Xu Fengnian twisted his toes and spun in a half circle, just in time to block Wang Xianzhi’s palm with the inverted Spring Thunder Blade’s muzzle.

Wang Xianzhi changed his palm into a grip, his tiger’s mouth clamped onto the blade, and was about to pinch off the short blade.

Unexpectedly, Xu Fengyen swung the embroidered winter knife horizontally once extremely carelessly, the tip of the knife wiped over the hilt of the Spring Thunder, the latter rotated more than just, not only avoiding Wang Xianzhi’s grip and the subsequent intention of destroying the knife, but also the short knife actually spun around the old man at a fast speed, and finally landed back in Xu Fengyen’s hands.

Wang Xianzhi kicked out, Xu Fengyen jumped up high, Wang Xianzhi swung out with a fist, no longer expecting the fist to reach the flesh, but rather exploding out with the fist deity.

Wang Xianzhi appeared to be in a dilemma, but the power of this fist clearly exceeded all previous moves.

It could be seen that the old man still had some strength left.

Xu Fengnian’s figure suddenly flickered away.

He appeared a few feet away, with both swords and sleeves fluttering.

Again, it was a hidden mystery.

As Wang Xianzhi ran forward, he laughed loudly, “This is not cool?”

Xu Fengnian did not speak.

When Wang Xianzhi was about to rush in front of him, he casually threw the Spring Thunder Blade into the air, turning from holding the embroidered winter in his right hand to holding the blade with both hands, and crashed into Wang Xianzhi with a bang.

Wang Xianzhi and Xu Fengnian’s footsteps stagnated almost simultaneously.

Then on top of the battlefield, wherever Wang Xianzhi went, a figure appeared.

Then together, they pounced on Xu Fenian!

Without hesitation, Xu Fengyen continued to run forward, and Xiudong chopped towards an open space where there was no figure of Wang Xianzhi.

After an instant, a Wang Xianzhi slid backward a few feet, a line of blood appeared on his forehead and blood slowly oozed out.

At the same time, hundreds of Wang Xianzhi all dissipated into thin air.

The world certainly could not imagine that there would be a time when a Wang Xianzhi would be defeated by someone else’s power.

Xu Fengyen continued to get closer, pointing in front of Wang Xianzhi’s body with his embroidered winter sword.

The knife was pointing to the end.

Countless tiny wounds appeared on Wang Xianzhi’s body.

Neither allowed Wang Xianzhi to successfully get close, but every time, he could leave a battle wound on Wang Xianzhi’s body.

The Spring Thunder Blade that was thrown into the air reached its apex and began to fall.

Wang Xianzhi was probably exhausted of his patience by such relentlessly precise calculations, and the next close combat between the two sides that was so fast that the wounds stabbed by the embroidered winter knife on his body became deeper and deeper, but Wang Xianzhi was getting closer and closer to Xu Fengyin as well.

The most dangerous time was when Wang Xianzhi’s palm almost pinched Xu Fenian’s neck, and Xu Fenian’s embroidered winter knife almost cut Wang Xianzhi.

Only that both of them gave up this ending that had the hope of exchanging lives.

The falling Spring Thunder Blade was getting closer and closer to the battlefield on the ground.

The earth under the feet of the two men was cracked and mottled, unbearable to look at.

But no matter how both sides out of the rush move how momentum like rainbow, two people stood in the direction of a ten feet away, the yellow sand is always still, a grain of motionless.

Winning or losing is already between millimeters.

Wang Xianzhi exerted twelve points.

Still in the predicament of being cut by the slow knife.

Intentionally or unintentionally, the Spring Thunder Blade had landed one zhang above Xu Fengnian’s head.

Xu Fengyen, who was a left-handed blade, had a surge of momentum.

The space for him to toss and turn had been squeezed to the extreme by Wang Xianzhi.

Without any new moves, it would be hard to escape death.

But as long as he could hold that short sword.

There would be a change.

Because Wang Xianzhi’s aura flowed for thousands of miles, and although it was getting stronger and stronger, the aura was getting stronger and stronger, but it was also about to face its end.

Both of them knew it in their hearts.

Wang Xianzhi laughed at the unpleasantness, that is, he was laughing at Xu Fenian, and he was also laughing at himself, so from the very beginning, Wang Xianzhi actually intended to determine the life and death of both sides in a single qi.

At the last moment, Xu Fengyen spelled out to take a punch, but also to catch that Spring Thunder Blade.

As long as he could hold the knife.

He would be able to reverse the tide of battle.

But Wang Xianzhi unexpectedly stopped after half a punch.

A qi will be exhausted, but unexpectedly again inverted a thousand miles.

It was about to form a majestic new Qi.

The same realm of competition, the flow of qi, flow word in the front, turn the word in the back, the flow speed can master the situation advantages and disadvantages, but a split second conversion can decide life and death.

Wang Xianzhi’s final battle on earth, as well as the final hand, lies in this unprecedented round trip, the trick lies in the word “reverse”.

Wang Xianzhi retracted his half-fist without warning, deliberately allowing Xu Fenian to hold the sword, so that he could finish the inversion first, then one step first, the second step first, and kill him with one blow!

Suddenly.

The old man revealed an odd look.

Xu Fenian did not go to hold the Spring Thunder Blade that was close at hand.

Wang Xianzhi withdrew his hand in order to change his breath, while Xu Fengyen withdrew his hand to continue his sword.

Instead, it was Xu Fengnian who had seized the upper hand.

What Wang Xianzhi didn’t expect was that Xu Fengyen’s “Winter Blade” accurately crashed into the node of his old and new qi, not his heart, not his neck, but a seemingly inconsequential acupoint.

Xu Fengyen’s “slamming knife” charged forward.

He even pressed his left hand on the back of the blade.

Wang Xianzhi was carried backward for dozens of feet.

No matter how old and old-fashioned he was, he could not stop the arrival of the new winter season.

Wang Xianzhi’s white hair fluttered wildly as his qi collapsed dramatically.

Xu Fengyen raised his sword diagonally, and in return, lifted Wang Xianzhi’s sturdy body off the ground, without pulling out the embroidered winter sword used to suppress his qi, and after releasing his right hand, he gripped the spring thunderbolt in his left hand, which had been trailing behind him all along.

Before Wang Xianzhi’s hands pulled out the embroidered winter sword, Xu Fengnian’s Spring Thunder Blade passed through Wang Xianzhi’s skull.

The embroidered winter blade was not drawn.

The same was true for the Spring Thunder Blade.

The Spring Thunder Blade that pierced through the skull hovered motionless.

So it hardened and suspended Wang Xianzhi in the air.