Section 2: Non-cloud

In those beautiful and transparent pupils, a few drops of crystal liquid slipped out of the eye sockets, reflecting a completely different picture: the bright red that oozes from the skin and flesh, the physical and mental pain and exhaustion, also bloom at the same time, like a summer rose. Three points of sourness, four points of saltiness, and three points of unforgettable silence. The bright red slowly fell and dripped onto the wooden countertop, drop after drop......

Shen Xuehan only felt a chill in his heart, his fingers trembling slightly, slowly curled up into a fist, and his right hand unconsciously hid the veil in front of Sakura's lips. The glass-ball-like double pupils slowly turned to the elder brother who was still on the stage, and his expression was obviously saying, "Big brother, I'm sorry, it's all my fault." ”

Shen Feiyun didn't speak, but a slight smile on his cheek immediately made the two sisters in the audience regain their composure. Yan Song had already sat back in his seat, holding the freshly brewed Wuyi rock tea, blowing lightly on the hot air; Xu Xianchun was stunned and silent, only staring at his right palm; Yang Huan and Fang Xu hugged their chests and did not see joy or anger; Hengshan disciples rushed to the ring one after another, and the rest of the people were silent.

"Bell", the long sword fell to the ground, the old man Qingyang took two steps back, and fell into Di Suying's arms, he was hit in the chest by Xu Xianchun's strong palm, and the blood in his mouth spurted out endlessly, staining his clothes with spots. The people of Hengshan Sect were tearful, glaring at Xu Xianchun, Xu Xianchun was stunned for a moment, then returned to his previous expression, and said coldly: "Since you are on this stage, life and death have their own destiny, and Brother Qingyang has signed a life and death certificate!"

Shen Feiyun sighed: "Having said that, how can people be without compassion if they are not plants and trees? Sister Ling, hurry up and treat the head of Qingyang. His words were sarcastic, but Xu Xianchun didn't pay attention to it, and silently retreated to the side of the stage, alongside Yang Huan.

Shen Qingling took out the golden needle early and stepped forward and pierced it on several big points on Qingyang's chest. Shen Feiyun drove to the car, and his left palm was attached to the Qingyang back heart to the yang acupoint, and the internal force was slowly infused into his body. Di Suying asked, "How is the family teacher's injury?" The brother and sister glanced at each other and shook their heads.

"Lingshi's chest is in the palm, and the heart veins have been destroyed by the palm power, and the internal strength of the whole battle is profound, so that it will not be ......" Shen Feiyun waved his hand and didn't let Qingling continue. Shen Qingling sighed, and still whispered to Di Suying: "He doesn't have much time left, so let's accompany him." ”

A miserable smile squeezed out of Qingyang's rugged old face: "Thank you two for bothering, the old man knows that his fate is approaching, and manpower can't change it." Su Ying, pick up the sword. Shen Qingling secretly retreated, and saw the girl's tears again, knowing that she blamed herself, so she took her into her arms to comfort her. Di Suying held the sword in his hand, and the people of Hengshan also moved the head of the house to the stage.

Yan Song coughed dryly, signaling that the competition should continue. But if you don't hear it, you still lose your mind. Yang Huan was quite surprised, and patted Xu Xianchun lightly, but listened to Yan Song Zhengse: "Commander Yang, please announce the result." Yang Huan immediately jumped into the ring and said: "Commander Xu won in this game, but Commander Xu had no intention of participating in the battle for the alliance leader, it was purely a deliberate provocation by the head of Qingyang, and Commander Xu had to fight." "The people of Hengshanmen are all indignant.

Yang Huan continued: "Then, now the Cangnan faction is headed by Yan Song, and Shen Feiyun, the master of the Jinling Shen Family's Hidden Sword Pavilion, will compete for the position of the leader of the Jiangnan Martial Arts Alliance. After he finished speaking, he stepped back from the stage and gave up the venue to Yan and Shen.

Yan Song made a gesture, and the waiter delivered a cup of hot tea to Shen Feiyun. He said: "This is a newly soaked big red robe, and I also ask the master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion to evaluate it." Fei Yun took it with a smile, put it to his lips, and sighed: "The brown color is golden and translucent, the tea fragrance is slightly burnt, the tea taste is smooth and not bitter, and the taste is mellow for a long time, and it is really good tea." Yan Song waited for him to finish the tea, and said with a smile: "The pavilion master is not afraid that Yan will poison the tea?"

When the heroes heard this, their hearts were all chuckling, and Du Shen Feiyun said lightly: "Master Yan is one of the 'Seven Uniques' in today's rivers and lakes, and he is as famous as his father, and his scheming and martial arts are all above Feiyun. In terms of status and status, Fei Yun Ben has no possibility of competing with the head of Yan, but the head of the house doesn't care at all, which shows the amount of tolerance, how can he use such indiscriminate tricks to think that he is a laughing stock?" "Admire! The master of the Tibetan Sword Pavilion is tolerant of all rivers and rivers, and his mind is broad-minded, far beyond Yan Song's imagination. Yan Song got up and came to Taichung, and Shen Feiyun arched his hand and said: "Feiyun has a disability, and he can't stand up to 'Cangnan with a palm', and if he is disrespectful, please don't be surprised." ”

"Where. Being able to compete with the master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion is really a great blessing for Yan Mou's life, how can he dare to see the crime?" Yan Song returned the salute with his fists. Feiyun drove forward, and the two were opposed for a long time, neither saying words nor making moves, just not moving.

Onlookers watched the breeze blow Shen Feiyun's long hair on the sideburns, and by the way, he flicked his loose sleeves, just like a strange movement flashing outside a static picture, but it couldn't cause real ripples at all. As everyone knows, the two of them have turbulent waves in their hearts, and they both meditate on themselves.

"Yan Song's 'Cangnan One Palm', known as the palm power of the Jiangnan, is the world's 'palm', just now I joined the power of the second sister, in order to compete with him, at the moment alone, if you compete with the internal force, it is very unwise. It's just that my legs are useless, and I don't have an advantage in a wheelchair to be faster than him. For today's plan, only one step at a time is counted. Shen Feiyun thought in his heart, and the internal force only traveled at his fingertips. Yan Song was also thinking in his heart: "The best thing about the Hidden Sword Pavilion Fool's swordsmanship is that it is invisible, I don't know where it comes from and I don't know where it goes. As for the rumored negative sword intent, no one knows where it is strong, if I attack rashly, I don't know the truth and reality, and I will inevitably be counterattacked by it. Although this person is disabled and his internal strength is not as good as mine, he is scheming and is not below me. If he is so calm, he must have a good plan, and I must not be careless. ”

Both of them had their own scruples, and neither dared to make a rash move. The people who don't know the general situation in the group are all anxious, why don't they make a move? The master of the Tibetan Sword Pavilion is fighting the head of Cangnan, what a martial arts feast this is, it must be full of strange tricks, and it will be wonderful. is quite knowledgeable, such as Fang Xu, Xu Xianchun, etc., all know that these two people will not make a move, and once they make a move, they are afraid that they will be earth-shattering and will immediately divide life and death.

Yan Song stomped sideways and took a step north, Shen Feiyun's gaze followed his pace, but he didn't mean to make a move. He held the brackets on both sides with both hands and adjusted the direction of the wheelchair, which seemed very clumsy, but it also implied a mystery. Yan Song raised his hand and pinched the tip of his nose, staring at Shen Feiyun's wheelchair, while Shen Feiyun firmly locked Yan Song's hands. They all know that once the other party makes a move, it must pass through these two parts.

Mencius once said: "The time is not as good as the place, and the place is not as good as the people." "Time, place, and people, all three are gained, and people are surrendered without a fight.

Sun Tzu Yiyun: "And then those who cannot be controlled, rush to their emptiness, and those who retreat and cannot be chased, are fast and unreachable." Therefore, if I want to fight, and the enemy has a high base and a deep ditch, and he who has to fight with me, he will be saved by attacking him; "Therefore, the plan of gain and loss lies in calculating, calculating more and calculating, and you can see the victory or defeat!

It was past noon, and the rays of the sun kept moving, slowly, slowly, a few shades of trees blocked the rays of the sun, hiding Shen Feiyun in the shade of the mountain, leaving only the Yan Song side, still exposed to the refraction of the light. At this moment, Shen Feiyun's wheeled car shot out three hidden arrows without warning, heading straight for Yan Song's face-to-face door!

"Ahh

Yan Song was about to turn his head sideways, but a ray of sunlight came dazzlingly, which made his eyes unable to open! His heart sank, and he suddenly thought of a sentence: "Eyes, ears, mouth, nose, and heart, make them blind, deaf, tasteless, smelly, and heartless, this fool's five methods are also! Could it be the refraction of the sun, which is also expected by this person!?"

"Huh!" all the people in Cangnan were surprised, only to see Yan Song take a backward leap, and after avoiding the sleeve arrow, he immediately rushed forward and went straight to Shen Feiyun. Shen Feiyun turned the wheel, pointed his finger in the shape of a sword, and pointed at the Lao Gong acupoint in Yan Song's palm. "No! His internal strength is far inferior to mine, how dare he still dare to collide with me? He can not only calculate the time of light, but also calculate my angry move after avoiding the hidden weapon, this will lure the enemy, and you can't be fooled!" He pulled with his palm, and changed his move to slash at Shen Feiyun and sat down in a wheelchair. Shen Feiyun's wheelchair advanced and retreated like the wind, and he turned and retreated in an instant, making Yan Song's palm force split into the air.

The two changed positions in an instant, although they only made one move, but they fought with wits and courage, and tried their best. At this time, Yan Song stood in the shade of the tree, and Shen Feiyun was already exposed to the sun. "He retreated without being defeated and gave me the time of the day, why don't I take advantage of the victory to pursue him?" Yan Song remained silent, put his right palm behind him, secretly condensed his palm, and hit the opponent's chest with a move with his left hand.

The master of the Tibetan Sword Pavilion came out with both palms, blocking the incoming move, Yan Song's skill increased to seventy, and the master of the Tibetan Sword Pavilion sat in a wheelchair and had no way to borrow his strength, so he was pushed back continuously. Shen Feiyun squinted and glanced behind him, but Yan Song looked at him, and said secretly: "If he withdraws his left hand and blocks my palm alone, he will inevitably be crushed by me, and if he doesn't withdraw and I squeeze him off the stage, the victory or defeat will be divided." He shouted loudly, and his palm power suddenly increased to ten!

"Big brother be careful!" Shen Qingling had already seen that the situation was not good, but he was confined to the agreement and could not come to the stage to help, so he was anxious. The corners of Yan Song's mouth raised slightly, but suddenly, he saw Shen Feiyun's eyes flashing with a cold light, and a trace of uneasiness crossed his heart. I saw Shen Feiyun's left palm oblique, and his true qi was like an invisible cotton wool wrapping Yan Song's palm power around it and bringing it to his right shoulder, and then his right palm retreated and his right shoulder shook, and the wheel car immediately drew a semicircular trajectory, unloading Yan Songxiong's palm power onto the stage. "Peng!" There was a loud bang, sawdust flew on the stage, Yan Songhu roared, and the right palm hidden behind him was thrown out, like a gust of wind, Shen Feiyun leaned back to dodge, his cheeks were still painful from the palm wind, and he didn't treat each other with his hands, and drove back.

Sun Baisheng of the Divine Fist Gate said with indignation: "The master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion is a roll, a shake, and a push, and he has made three tricks in a row, and he has turned away the 'and the sky and the sea' of the head of Cangnan, which is really a miraculous skill!" Ma Xingde also said: "Yes, the master of the Tibetan Sword Pavilion is unique to the soft style, and the palm of the head of Cangnan is purely internal strength to win, and the palm of the palm is not exhausted in the end, but has the tendency to strengthen, which is really terrifying and terrifying." If we wait, I'm afraid that one trick will take my life for it. ”

Yan Song also secretly praised it, at this moment he pushed flat with both palms, which was a move: "Go to the east of the big river". Shen Feiyun was slightly shocked, this move was unremarkable, but it contained Yan Song's strong internal strength, and what was even more amazing was that he was still more than a foot away from himself, no matter how strong his palm was, how could he hit three feet away? He didn't have time to think about it, Yan Song had already taken two steps in a row, and immediately made another move: "Go to the east of the big river", the two strands of internal strength were combined into one, like an invisible wall of qi, overwhelmingly pressing towards Shen Feiyun!

When everyone saw it, they were all shocked, and they only felt that this internal force could not be resisted by one person's strength, even if it was ordered to hit the big tree next to the foot of the mountain, they were afraid that they could also cut it in two!

"What! how is that possible?"

At this time, not only were the heroes shocked, but even Fang Xu and Yang Huan were surprised, that Shen Feiyun and the car actually rose into the air under the pressure of the qi wall, and pointed to the Baihui acupoint above Yan Song's head with two fingers with his right hand! Shen Feiyun also fell from the sky, his wheel car design is ingenious, there is a spring behind the wheel, only its own internal force is pressed, the wheel car can bounce up, compared to ordinary people, the difference is only in a heart to the legs, a pure hand, and when jumping up, it is faster and more lofty.

Yan Song didn't know the mystery, and he was even more vigilant in his heart, and his palms struck out in a row, and Shen Feiyun also greeted him with both palms. Yan Song's palm is strong, Shen Feiyun's gesture is like water, both of them know the truth that it is hard and soft to defend for a long time. More than ten tricks down, ingenious, dangerous, life and death are only in an instant.

Qunhao scratched his head, although he didn't know the essence of the two of them, he was still afraid of missing half a move. Sun Baisheng and the others still need to think about it for a long time before they can understand the subtleties, but at that time, the two of them have already dismantled more than ten moves, how about these more than ten moves? Sun Baisheng and the others are still thinking about it in their minds, but they can't see it. Although the Shen family is a close relative of Feiyun's blood, he has never seen his brother reveal his ten talents, and watching the battle in the audience at this moment is only more worried than his brother coming to the battle in person, and he has no intention of experiencing the subtlety of those tricks.

Since the master of the Tibetan Sword Pavilion has come out of the rivers and lakes, he has never revealed the fool's swordsmanship, just because the opponent is too strong, so strong that it is unbelievable.

Suddenly, Yan Song slapped his palm horizontally and shouted: "Your swordsmanship is purely driven by internal force, and it makes no difference whether you have a long sword in your hand or not, but Yan still has a puzzle in his heart, I don't know if the master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion can see it?" Fei Yun smiled lightly: "Master Yan said that it is okay." Although the two of them were talking, the moves under their hands were still non-stop.

"I have heard that the fool's swordsmanship has five essences, and now I can also see its ingenuity, which is a grand spectacle. However, it is wonderful, but it is still reluctant to be strict, why don't you use the sword intent of negative feelings to break Yan's palms?" Yan Song pushed flat with one palm, Shen Feiyun was able to stand it, and said astringently: "There are clouds on the evil: 'The mountains are edgeless, the rivers are exhausted, the winter thunder is shaking, the summer rain and snow, the heaven and the earth are together, but dare to be with the king!' This is the meaning of not being disappointed, but then why is it negative? Qiluo Bixi Pond Pavilion is exhausted, and Qin Se extinguishes the hills and ridges [1]. Negative affection is nothing more than the withering of red face, and there is no chance in this life. How can the rest of my life's pain be lightly revealed?"

Yan Song sneered: "It's a good 'Qiluo Bixi Pond Pavilion, Qin Se Destroys the Hills and Ridges'." The red dust is like water, the white horse is like a gap, who can not die in life? Don't swallow it without drinking hatred! Look at Yan's palm!!" He threw himself into the air and roared like a dragon, which was his life's trick: "The sky and the sea are empty"!

[1] From the Southern Dynasty writer Jiang Yan's "Hate Fu".