Chapter 163: A Lost Sword!

The old man with the broken arm sighed, left Nanhuamu's position, and looked towards Master Dongying.

"Let's get started!"

He took out two carving knives, handed one to Master Dongying, and said, "You can take materials from the yard, all kinds of wood, you can pick whatever you want, as long as you can win against me, you can take Nanhua wood." ”

"No problem!"

After Master Dongying finished speaking, he didn't mean to make a move, but let the old man with a broken arm take the lead.

The old man with the broken arm walked around the yard and finally chose a piece of sandalwood.

Sandalwood is one of the most popular types of wood, and Buddhist beads, pendants and furniture made from sandalwood tend to fetch high prices.

"Look!"

The old man with the broken arm threw it casually, and the sandalwood fell on the table, his wrist flipped, the carving knife was raised, and the sawdust flew one after another, and in less than five seconds, the skin of the sandalwood fell off, revealing dark brown wood.

He let out a low roar, his expression focused, and the carving knife seemed to come to life, churning in his hand, turning upside down, and slicing sideways.

It seems that there are many tricks, but the old man with a broken arm only has a knife, the whole process is smooth, in one go, very coherent, all kinds of skills to capture, can be called a carving master.

"One Knife Stream!"

Master Dongying's face turned pale, and his expression became much more solemn.

The others gasped, although the old man with a broken arm only had one hand, he had studied wood carving all year round, and he had already reached the point of perfection, especially a knife flow, which was easy to use.

"Master, are you sure?" Cao Tiande was a little weak-hearted, testing Master Dongying's tone.

If they can't win, they can only let the Tigers force their way and take away Nanhuamu.

Master Dongying nodded and said, "Don't worry, I won't lose." ”

"He's going to do it like this, it's already the limit. ”

"However, the true essence of the one-knife stream has not been inherited, unless it is a one-knife master in ancient times, otherwise, I am invincible, hehe, just those people have long become a pile of white bones. ”

Receiving Master Dongying's reply, Cao Tiande breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, the carving was nearing the end, and I saw the carving knife in his hand, faster and faster, and finally two afterimages appeared.

Afterimage?

Master Dongying frowned and said in surprise, "This is ...... A knife to flow the essence, a knife to turn into a shadow?"

The voice fell.

Everyone was amazed, and they all looked at the old man with the broken arm.

It's a pity that the two afterimages of the carving knife are already the limit, no matter how the old man with the broken arm uses it, the third afterimage still can't appear.

At last, he put away his knife and announced that the engraving was complete.

The old man with the broken arm looked excited, and said with a smile: "The old man has invaded wood carving for decades, and occasionally got a knife and a fragment, and he realized the knife technique, and the carving just now can be said to be the pinnacle state of his life, if you want to win me, I'm afraid it's a fool's dream." ”

As he spoke, he snorted coldly, and a breath emanated.

The sandalwood was affected, and it shook slightly, and the sawdust on it fell off, forming a tall woman with her hands behind her back, looking forward to it, lifelike, as if waiting for her husband to return home.

Look!

Limb!

It's vivid, as if it's alive.

"This, this is the wife of the senior. Ye Linglong's eyes lit up, her eyes turned peach-shaped, and she said enviously: "If a man is so infatuated with me, I will earn money to support him, serve him, let him accompany me every day, and marry him in the next life." ”

"Isn't that a little white face?"

Qin Yan smiled, such a little filthy girl, her thoughts were too impure.

Ye Linglong rolled her eyes and said angrily: "I want you to care, anyway, the predecessor is a good person, but you, a hooligan, don't know what love is at all." ”

"You understand?" Qin Yan said helplessly: "Just get a wood carving, it's infatuation, you're too naΓ―ve." ”

Ye Linglong pouted and said: "I'm naΓ―ve, hehe, this is called romance, if you are amazing, get me one too, let me be moved, tonight, I, Ye Linglong, will be your person." ”

After speaking, Ye Linglong was angry.

Dead rascals!

Stinky rascals!

I'm really angry, I fight against me everywhere, and I don't have any grace at all.

"Don't, I don't think you can get married. ”

Qin Yan said jokingly, ignoring Ye Linglong's murderous gaze and looking towards Master Dongying.

Master Dongying pointed to the wood carving and said: "I really looked away, I didn't expect that your attainments in wood carving have a very high level, and through self-realization, you can display the afterimage, which really impresses me." ”

Speaking of this, he changed his words, and came to the wood carving with a Zen cane.

Master Dongying continued: "It's a pity that the school of one-knife flow, among the many carving techniques, belongs to the most difficult, and the real essence has disappeared in the long river of history. ”

When the old man with the broken arm heard this, his face was cloudy and uncertain, and he did not speak.

Cao Tiande said with a smile: "Master, we are pressed for time, and the rejuvenation water cannot be delayed, so let's fight quickly." ”

"It's good!"

Master Dongying clenched the Zen staff and poked the ground hard, and the Zen staff pierced into the ground.

He picked up the carving knife and directly selected a piece of pear wood.

Pear wood, hard texture, not easy to crack, suitable for building beams, but if you want to use it for carving, it is very difficult.

"Hehe, let you see our Dongying's carving techniques. ”

He glanced at the old man with the broken arm, put the pear wood on the table, and with the other hand, picked up a carving knife again.

Double Blade?

"Are you...... Twin Knife Flow?" The old man with a broken arm frowned, one knife flow and two knife flow, it seemed that there was only one knife missing, but the difficulty was much smaller.

Moreover, there are two inheritances of the double knife flow, which are the double knife broken air flow and the double knife broken water flow.

"Yes, I'm a man with two swords. ”

Master Dongying laughed, waving his double knives, the afterimage was chaotic, and it seemed to be powerful, but the pear wood grain did not move.

In an instant, a knife was as fast as lightning, rushing to thunder, and a knife was as slow as a turtle crawling, scorching and stagnant.

Half an hour!

Master Dongying put down the carving knife and the carving was completely completed.

During the whole process, Cao Tiande didn't dare to breathe, and he didn't applaud until now.

"Well, worthy of a master. ”

"Yes, Shuangdaoliu, it really lives up to its name. ”

The violent young man is also excited, as long as he gets Nanhuamu, he will be a great achievement as a leader.

Master Dongying looked at the old man with a broken arm and sneered: "Hehe, compared to my wood carving, yours is a piece of garbage, let's see, did I win?"

The wood carving on the table is also a woman, because of the relationship between the pear wood, the whole body looks tighter, even the expression on the face is more vivid.

In such a comparison, the two sides made a judgment.

The old man with the broken arm widened his eyes, his body kept trembling, and after more than ten seconds, he said unwillingly: "I lost." ”

He has been invading wood carving for decades, and he is quite conceited in this regard, and he never thought that he would lose, but he didn't expect that this time he lost very thoroughly.

The most hateful, if he loses to the Chinese, he can accept it, but he loses to the Dongying people, which is heartbreaking.

"If I learn the essence of a knife stream, why be afraid of the other party?" the old man with the broken arm shook his head and sighed, this was just an extravagant hope.

"Haha, win!"

"Nanhuamu is ours. ”

"With Nanhua wood, it can be made into a row of pen barrels, and you can draw better spirit gathering talismans, and the effect of rejuvenation water will be better. ”

"Yes, in a few days, Beifeng City will be the world of our business alliance. ”

……

Cao Tiande was overjoyed, and even looked forward to the situation in a few days.

Master Dongying sneered: "Hmph, compared with our Dongying, the level of wood carving in your Huaxia is simply too backward. ”

"Nonsense!"

The old man with a broken arm gritted his teeth and said: "I just didn't get the essence of a knife stream, Huaxia is so big and capable of producing many people, how can it be compared to a small Dongying?"

Master Dongying picked up the Zen staff again, and a look of arrogance appeared on his face.

He raised his voice and said: "Not to mention the carving technique, my pear wood is much harder than your sandalwood, and in terms of difficulty, you also lose." ”

"Even if the essence of the one-knife stream is not lost, it is still not the opponent of the double-knife stream, because the double knife is the real method of carving,"

"Huaxia is so big, dare to ask, is there still a knife stream?"

His voice was like a bell, ringing throughout the courtyard, and the old man with a broken arm was unwilling, but he couldn't do anything about it.

At this moment, a voice came faintly: "Who said that a knife was lost?"

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