Chapter 222: A Song of Liver and Sausage
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Song Jintong played it twice, waved his hand, and a fist-shaped piano sound was vigorous, pounding on the tree.
Boom.
The tree shook for a moment, but there was no trace. If the sound of a crescent-shaped sharp instrument is strong, at least it is a long opening.
In terms of injury, the blunt instrument formed by the strength of the piano sound is much worse than the crescent sharp weapon. But in this way, Song Jintong also saved a lot of energy, and condensing the strength of the crescent moon was much more laborious than condensing the fist-shaped energy.
"It's done. Hua Jitian admired Song Jintong's understanding in his heart, this big fool rebounded, and his performance was very strong, it was simply a one-size-fits-all approach.
Hua Jitian admired in his heart, but there was nothing on his face. Well, there is another voice in his heart, hum, no matter how good his understanding is, he is not my servant, the number one little servant, the number one big fool.
"Is it still comparable?" Song Jintong asked Wu Fan.
"Compare, how not compare. Wu Fan gritted his teeth and said.
The villain was ambitious, and then he was trampled under his feet again, and the pain of depression was only known to Wu Fan. began to be flattened by Song Jintong, he could bear it, after all, Song Jintong started earlier than him. But after he got the fierce horse sword, he was killed in just a few days, which made Wu Fan very unhappy.
The two regained their feet. Or Wu Fan attacked.
Song Jintong used his right hand to hold the piano this time, and his left hand stroked the piano, and he began to play.
General's order.
Song Jintong changed the tune again.
Song Jintong came easily, as if he knew a lot of tunes. Hua Jitian didn't know when Song Jintong, a calf, learned so many tunes.
There are many people who use the guzheng and the dulcimer, and play the general's order, but there are not many ancient lyre. However, Song Jintong's piano skills have indeed reached a certain level, and there is no obstacle at all to play the general's order.
In fact, it is not difficult to understand that Song Jintong chose the general order this time, and the pace is fast.
The general's order originated from the royal music of the Tang Dynasty and has been passed down for more than 1,000 years. It is mainly to show the majesty and solemnity of the generals when they are promoted, the vigor and lightness when they go out, and the fierce tension when they fight.
Song Jintong will use his fist to sound his strength this time, the advantage of fist strength is that it is simple to manufacture, so it is fast, and the disadvantage is that the attack power is poor and the lethality is insufficient.
The crescent-shaped piano sound is the opposite, the advantage is that the lethality is strong, within five zhang, not weaker than the arrow, and even exceeding, the disadvantage is obvious, and it is difficult to manufacture.
The fist strength is a stone, and it is easy and quick to compress the true qi, while the crescent energy is a sharp blade, which needs to be polished, and naturally it takes time.
Before Wu Fan could speed up, Song Jintong's piano sound and fist strength roared.
The onlookers were so excited that they couldn't help but write a poem: "A song of liver and intestines is broken, where to find a bosom friend at the end of the world." ”
Well, it was from the movie that he saw it, not his own endowment. Fu poems are such an elegant thing, you need to drink coffee to do it, spend a lot of time eating garlic, just flat-headed people, this poetry and songs, he can't do it.
In fact, this sentence is used in Fang Cai's Erquan Reflecting Moon song, which is appropriate, and it is not very suitable to be used here, but it doesn't matter if Hua Jitian is a calf, it is good to be able to chant poetry, which is suitable or not?
Anyway, it is not good for him to write poetry, but if he catches the lewd wet with a beautiful woman, he is okay.
The vacancy of Huajitian's obscene poems, the competition between Song Jintong and Wu Fan on the scene has been quite lively.
Hua Jitian opened his perspective eyes and saw that his fists were flying vigorously, some of them were dodged by Wu Fan, and some were smashed into pieces by him with a fierce horse, but there were also some that fell on Wu Fan, making him sour and doubting his life.
Whew, this is a failure.
Poof. It was scattered by the fierce horses.
Bang bang. Mmmm, this is Wu Fan's voice. When a fist hits a person, it's basically this movement, and the sound is slightly different depending on the location.
Wu Fan was hit by some fist energy, gritting his teeth in pain, but this calf has an advantage, that is, he likes to swim against the current, the more he is oppressed, the more he has to rebound, to put it bluntly, he is a masochist.
"Let's make the storm, the wind, the rain, come more violently. Wu Fan roared, word by word. He simply didn't hide, he could split if he could, and he would be hard if he couldn't.
Wu Fan wants to be a petrel soaring between the sea and the dark clouds, facing the strength of his fist like a storm, listening to the general order of striving upward, forward, forward, forward.
Well, the sound of fist strength falling into the air is gone. Replaced with poof, poof, and bang, bang. Sometimes Wu Fan would be punched in the face, and Wu Fan's face would be distorted.
Bang. Wu Fan was punched in the face again, and his head was tilted to the side, and Wu Fan's eyes were dark. But Wu Fan, who is good, still didn't give up, still continued to move forward, or continued to be beaten.
Hua Jitian, who was watching the battle, was also trembling, and he was panicking for Wu Fan. Hua Jitian was a little unbearable, and secretly sighed, Song Jintong's calf was too cruel, he beat Wu Fan so many times, but he was not willing to beat Wu Fan into such virtue.
Hua Jitian couldn't stand it, but he couldn't close his eyes, so he spoke.
"Song Jintong, hurry up, hurry up and end the battle. "What Hua Jitian thinks about is that it hurts to cut the flesh with zero knives, so it is better to kill it directly, which is better for Wu Fan.
When Song Jintong heard Hua Jitian's words, his heart couldn't help trembling, and he almost forgot to play the general's order. Your sister, I still need you to say that this song has been played until now, the general has been promoted to the top, and he is about to play a fierce battle scene, and he can't think about it quickly.
Song Jintong's piano sound was violent, as if the general had arrived in the midst of thousands of troops, and the momentum was indomitable and inspiring, and suddenly, the fist was like rain and flew towards Wu Fan.
Wu Fan is moving forward against the damage. He listened to the music, pressed his fists, and tried to move forward, painful, sore and refreshing. Originally, he had reached a place only nearly one zhang away from Song Jintong, and with three or five more steps, he could fly Song Jintong with a knife and win this competition.
But the general suddenly wanted to fight, and his fists were full of strength and became dense.
This sudden change made Wu Fan unable to parry. If Wu Fan had been diligent and studious since he was a child, knew a little bit of music and rhythm, and knew that the general's order was about to become urgent, he might be able to prepare a little in advance. However, he didn't understand the rhythm, so he wouldn't prepare in advance.
Finally, in the fierce sound of the piano, in the connection between the fist strength and the contact of Wu Fan's body, Wu Fan was defeated.
There were seventeen or eighteen fists, and they pounded his body at the same time, directly knocking Wu Fan upside down and flying out four or five meters, and falling to the ground with a thud.
The competition between the two has a result. Song Jintong's calf won, Wu Fan's calf lost.
"Not bad, not bad. Hua Jitian applauded for the victor Song Jintong, regardless of Wu Fan's sadness.
In this world, it is always the winner who is king, who can gather the most eyes and get more appreciation, while the loser can only silently taste the failure, or lie down and taste the courage to make a comeback, or fall into the mud and be completely forgotten.
However, Wu Fan has not been forgotten, his master, Comrade Hua Jitian, will always remember all his servants, especially Wu Fan, Hua Jitian will focus on taking care of him.
Hua Jitian is a good person, and he won't do anything that mocks the weak, well, to Wu Fan, hehe, it's an exception.
"Haha, Wu Fan, let you stink, you know how powerful Jintong is. Hua Jitian opened his mouth to laugh, and he wasn't sure if he was laughing.
"The knife you gave me still doesn't work. Wu Fan was angry, he couldn't do it, so he complained about the weapon.
"Phew, you're not good at your own level. "Flower pole heavenly way.
"Fuck off, if you only have the second level of martial arts, I don't believe you can do better than me. Wu Fan said.
"Hehe, you can try. Hua Jitian said with a smile.
"Big fool, do you hear it, the opportunity to abuse the flowers has come. Wu Fan instigated.
"You can try. Song Jintong glanced at Wu Fan coldly, and the meaning in his eyes was very simple, if you call me a big fool again, I will beat you into a real big fool.
"Then come on, hurry up and finish work, I have to go back to sleep, tomorrow is always troublesome." "In three days, I will enter the secret realm of Fengtan Mountain, and there are many things to be arranged by Hua Jitian. Time is tight and the task is heavy, and he is talking about this time.
Hua Jitian and Song Jintong stood still. Song Jintong is still standing in the old place, while Hua Jitian is standing in Wu Fan's place.
Hua Jitian glanced at Wu Fan: "I'll only demonstrate it once." I will use the strength and speed of the martial arts level. ”
Wu Fan climbed to the side and sat on the ground to watch.
"Let's get started. "Song Jintong doesn't like nonsense.
"You still use your fists, it's fast, if you use the crescent moon, you'll lose too badly, I'm afraid you'll doubt life." "Flower pole heavenly way.
"Hmph. Song Jintong snorted coldly and began to play.
This time, the tune was changed again.
Laughing proudly in the rivers and lakes, "A Laugh in the Sea".
What Song Jintong played was a modern version of the song of laughing proud rivers and lakes. This song was actually imagined by Mr. Jin, and then a generation of ghost genius Huang Zhan, according to Jin Yong's imagination, was reprocessed and polished, and it was not an ancient song.
However, this song is proud of the rivers and lakes, the rhythm is distinct, sonorous and powerful, and it is definitely a superior work.
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