Between life and death, Sijun is frequent, and the season is slight

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Qi Han had a certain thought in his heart, and his body seemed to burst out with infinite potential. He avoided Zhang Yan's double knife at an angle that ordinary people couldn't imagine, and a pair of crystal eyes were extremely smart, turning around, not knowing what he was looking at. Zhang Yan's knife was fierce, as if it had turned into a large net woven of white silk, covering Qi Han's entire upper body in it, and the soles of his feet were moving and walking, and he was quick and incoherent.

In the face of such a killer move, Qi Han seemed to be fearless, and his face remained unchanged. At a certain opportunity, he turned over with a "harrier", and while avoiding the blade, he actually leaned against the ground and fished out!

Zhang Yan frowned, and between the lightning and flint, he suddenly found that the other party had grabbed a weapon in his hand!

Before he could react, a strong wind howled, and it was Qi Han who avoided the double knives in his busy schedule, threw out a long snake-shaped strange weapon, and went straight to his waist!

Zhang Yan dodged with a slight flash, and by the light of the torch, he took a clear look at what was in Qi Han's hand - but it was the hemp rope that bound his hands before!

In his busy schedule, he didn't have time to find the blade, and he actually found this kind of shoddy thing to fight against the double-edged enemy of his long-famous "silver cicada", which was really beyond his own strength! Zhang Yan sneered in his heart, and a little irony rose in his eyes. As if humiliated, after avoiding the hemp rope that rolled up to his waist, Zhang Yan's left hand blade directly took Qi Han's left wrist, and the right hand knife slashed at Qi Han's waist ribs, the knife became denser and denser, and the soles of his feet moved faster and faster.

Although he had something in hand, Qi Han's situation was only worse. He used hemp rope as a soft whip, but it was not equal to a whip made of real materials. Not only did he not dare to collide with Zhang Yan's double knife, but he didn't even take advantage of it. And at this moment, Zhang Yan's anger and killing intent burst out, the soles of her feet were like smeared with ointment, sliding around like a swimming fish, her feet were left and right, up and down, back and forth, and suddenly appeared in an unexpected direction, as if she had a universal wheel on her feet, and she was extremely flexible.

Qi Han was stumbling, and he was narrowly slashed by his blade several times, and he was drenched in cold sweat, and it became more and more difficult to dodge. There is no way to swing the hemp rope in his hand, let alone restrain the other party!

When he was in danger, he thought of Zhao Yun again. This time, I suddenly remembered what the other party had said at the end of the exercise.

Zhao Yun once said to him with a smile: "Any kind of martial arts has its routine. As long as you find the opponent's routine, you can crack it and defeat the opponent. It's just that few people can find their opponent's kung fu routines in an instant, and even fewer people can be calm and composed, adapt to changes, and find a way to restrain their opponent in a moment. And this kind of restraint is called a flaw. ”

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On that day, the two sat side by side on the sidelines of the school field at dusk. Sweat soaked their clothes, and their bodies were close together. Close enough to smell each other's sweat stains, which are not unpleasant.

“…… But if the other party has no flaws, what should you do?" that day, Zhao Yun rubbed his hair and asked.

"How can there be no flaws?" Qi Han frowned and looked up at him puzzled.

"No one can be perfect, there are flaws. But you are not perfect, if you can't find his flaws for a moment, then he has no flaws. If the other party really has no flaws, what should you do?" Zhao Yunfu put his shoulder on his shoulder again, facing the red clouds in the sky, like a bloody sunset. After speaking, he turned his head and smiled at him, with a doting look in his eyes that Qi Han couldn't understand.

"Then ......" Qi Han frowned and curled his mouth unconsciously, "Then you're not by my side either?"

Zhao Yunwan smiled, and didn't know how to answer for a while.

For a long time, "If, I mean if," Zhao Yun let out a long breath, as if he was suppressing something, "If I am not by your side either, you are alone, and you encounter another enemy who has no flaws for you, Qi Han, what are you going to do?"

Qi Han contemplated with his eyebrows, like a child being questioned by a teacher, with an extremely serious expression. So much so that he missed the confusion in the eyes of the people next to him.

After a while, Qi Han shook his head and laughed mischievously: "That's it." Since the other party is so strong, then I can only kill the neck and obediently give the head!"

Zhao Yun narrowed his handsome eyes with hatred, and there was some dangerous light in his eyes. He stretched out his fingers and flicked Qi Han's forehead. The force was so heavy that Qi Han covered his eyes and widened in surprise, glaring at the other party strangely and bewilderably.

"If he has no flaws, you will make them flawed! No matter what, you must not be slaughtered." This point, Qi Han, you must keep it in mind. Zhao Yun withdrew his hand, clenched his fists on his knees, his waist was straight, and he looked sideways at the waning sun in the West Mountain, his eyes were dim and unclear, and there was a surge that Qi Han had not noticed.

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Against Zhang Yan, Qi Han had already been defeated, but it was just more violent at the moment.

He used all his skills, jumping and rolling suddenly, only to keep dodging Zhang Yan's strange body and blade. In his mind, he suddenly remembered what Zhao Yun said......

Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows, and suddenly realized that he had overlooked something crucial!

That's right, it's a routine!

Ah Yun said that any kind of martial arts has its routines, and Zhang Yan's body is so fast and agile, it is not just as simple as a sharp knife technique!

As soon as Qi Han paid attention, his movements stagnated a little, and soon he was stabbed in the arm, and the thin blade cut through the clothes and swept against the skin, leaving a shallow blood mark. Gradually, as he ignored his movements, blood was like a bright dye, wetting half of his sleeve.

The pain in his arm stimulated the nerves, but a light smile gradually overflowed on Qi Han's lips. Everyone around him was bewildered by his strange smile, and they didn't know whether to feel sorry for this young man, or whether to cheer for General Feiyan's applause - this person was driven crazy by Zhang Feiyan's sword light after all?

Unexpectedly, Qi Han saw Zhang Yan's routine, and even though he was stabbed, he felt that it was worth it!

"I should have thought that his body is so clever and strange, like a milk swallow through the forest, a shuttle reciprocating, he must know some kind of wonderful footwork! It's a pity that everyone in the world thinks that Zhang Yan's body shape is light, so he moves quickly, shifts his shape, and changes his position, like divine help. But no one ever paid attention to his steps. Qian, Kun, Kan, Li, the four palaces reflect each other, his steps have been stepping on the left and the right, complementing each other and fundamental, originally along the path of the yin and yang fish! This kind of pace is faintly combined with the yin and yang, stable and harmonious meaning, often can flash in unexpected directions, making people feel as fast as ghosts and gods as fast as thunder, in fact, it is the most standard two-instrument footwork!

Qi Han has a little knowledge of Yi Xue, and he is also slightly familiar with the gossip of the four elephants and five elements of the two instruments, and even the technique of doushu Ziping. After all, he basically couldn't find anything else to do except train back then. Therefore, as long as he has a little interest, he will consciously learn and play, so he becomes a miscellaneous family.

At the moment, he was thrilled by the discovery!

He was stabbed in the arm, and his wound ached faintly, but his mood suddenly became agitated and agitated! Not for anything else, just because what Zhao Yun said was right! Everyone has a routine in martial arts, no matter whether there are moves or not, even if it is Wang Baquan who is swinging around, or the person who has no tricks to win, there are still habits to follow, and traces can be seen. As long as it is a human being, there will be flaws, and there will be a way to break it!

Qi Han was excited in his heart, and his potential exploded. Although he injured his arm and had difficulty lifting it, he seemed to be unaware of it, the hemp rope in his hand danced lightly, and his body was like a swimming dragon, and he actually swam everywhere, avoiding Zhang Yan's attacks again and again! That feeling of self-confidence and wantonness was noticed even by the layman and ignorant people who were watching from the sidelines.

Despite the danger, he is like a dancer on the tip of a knife, fearless!

Just because there is a belief in his heart, a person, some words, Qi Han can no longer feel the taste of fear.

There was a light smile on his lips, like an immortal under the moon, and the red-dyed sleeves were like a kind of bewitching embellishment, making his whole person more and more mysterious. Zhang Niujiao and the others were completely stunned, they didn't expect that there was still someone in this world who could be faster than Zhang Yan! In other words, this person was not faster than Zhang Yan, he was just able to "coincidentally" avoid the famous "Silver Cicada" double blade in Zhang Yan's hands!

This kid's luck is too good!

Only Zhang Baiqi and a few other people who can be called masters were shocked by their eyes, and they found that the kid seemed to be able to predict the direction of Zhang Yan's shot in advance, and every time he could avoid the blade and escape between the lines!

Zhang Yan became more and more anxious.

It was as if a blazing fire had burned in his heart, and the sights of the crowd fell on his back like thorns. In particular, there are other things on his mind at the moment.

"If it's a man, don't hide like a rabbit!" Zhang Yan raised her eyebrows angrily and snorted. Qi Han's attitude of avoiding made him feel extremely irritable, he had never been so out of shape, his long eyebrows were raised, his eyes seemed to burst into flames, but his face was as ugly as frost.

Qi Han chuckled: "If you can catch me, you are a good dog!" said and smiled loudly, but he was open-minded and heroic. As he spoke, he didn't dare to slack off in the face of Zhang Yan's crazy knife path, and his feet quickly retreated, gradually approaching the edge of the waterhole.

Zhang Yan naturally heard that the other party was insulting himself as a yellow dog chasing rabbits, but he never thought that he had scolded others first, and said sharply: "Vertical boasting, I will let you die here today!"

Qi Han knew that it was difficult to deal with, and the speed of retreat under his feet was faster. The two approached the location of the cold pool, and the dark clouds in the sky gradually covered the moonlight, and the wind and clouds changed color.