Chapter Fifty-Nine: Three Ways of Chopping Firewood
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"So you didn't know he was going to kill me?" Ah Ku grasped the hilt of the chai knife with both hands, and the big scimitar head tightly held the sword tightly.
Bailu's wrist sank, and he felt that the village girl who was doing farm work was really strong: "What he told me was to drive you out of Qingyuan, but he didn't say that he wanted to kill you." β
A bitter fox doubted: "He said? He said you'll do it? "It's not a three-year-old.
Cutting and can't cut down, and can't take it back, Bailu was a little anxious in his heart: "I didn't like you at that time!" β
Ah Ku was speechless: "......" If you don't like people, you have to drive people out, Qingyuan is opened by your family!
With a "bell", the long sword slid down, and a bright spark was sparked.
Bailu held the sword in one hand, took a step back, and said, "Who made you make such a big splash as soon as you entered Qingyuan, slashed the big snake, and worshipped ...... For the teacher! β
A gust of wind whistled by, just covering the words "Qingyuan Tianzun".
Ah Ku turned his head, looked at the Ding sisters who were flying in the sky and had a hot fight with Dongjiao Xi'e, turned around and said, "What does my limelight and apprenticeship have to do with you?" β
Bailu's eyes widened: "Of course it matters!" You're in my sister's way! β
Of the three Tianzun in the south, there are currently only three female disciples accepted, Nanzhen, the princess of the South China Sea, Bailu, the only daughter of the Bai family, and the lonely queen Aku.
The Nanhai Emperor's family is talented, Nanzhen's mother's identity is also very special, coupled with the perverted maintenance of Nanzhen's fiancΓ© Jin Linzi of the Chi family, no one dares to compare Princess Nanzhen with the Egret Fairy.
But Wang Aku is different, as the first disciple of Qingyuan Tianzun in ten thousand years, and the only disciple at present, the entire cultivation and immortal cultivation world is paying close attention to her.
The most direct evidence is the congratulatory apprenticeship, I heard that there are many rare treasures and are worth a lot of money, maybe the Bai family has not accumulated as much industry in the past few decades as she has gained this time.
The Bai family is worried about this!
"My sister is as beautiful as a fairy, and her talent is high, even the eldest lady of the Mei family can only be ashamed of herself, you are a village girl who is not good-looking, what qualifications do you have to compete with my sister!"
Ah Ku was really shot while lying down, she and the Egret Fairy are not in the same sect, and they worship different masters, the Egret Fairy has become an immortal, and she has just finished changing the fairy bones, where did she stop her way, and where is she qualified to compete with a fairy.
"There is also a half-pillar of incense, I really can't get a result, and both sides run a hundred laps around the mountain road." The lazy voice of the Extreme Wind True Monarch came.
The expressions of the disciples on the field changed.
The mountain road in the mouth of Jifeng Zhenjun refers to the mountain road from the mountain gate to the Bixiao Hall to the Tianhu Lake to Baizhangping and then to the Lingshan Holy Tomb, which is all the levels in the Qingyuan Five Pleasures.
A hundred laps around the mountain, and when the run is over, it is estimated that the person will be half disabled.
The atmosphere on the field suddenly became solemn, and everyone's eyes began to show a fierce light like a beast, just like a cheetah and tiger trapped in a cage, stopping the temptation and officially showing their fangs.
Ah Ku's eyes are focused, his right foot steps forward, his body is half-squatting, and his center of gravity is downward, as if he is ready to run at any time; Holding the knife with both hands, the blade is on the left side of the body, the handle is on the right side, and the sharpened scimitar head is upwards and horizontally in front of the body, like the sharp teeth of a fierce beast grinding its teeth.
Bai Lu looked disgusted: "What kind of weird posture are you?" Really ugly to death! β
Bailu has learned orthodox martial arts since he was a child, and he feels very twisted about Ah Ku's starting style of standing and squatting.
Ah Ku's kung fu is learned from the woodmen on the side of the mountain, and they are all practical life-saving moves, specially used to deal with jackals, tigers and leopards on the mountain, which is naturally not as beautiful as the orthodox martial arts.
Regarding Bailu's dislike, Ah Kuhun didn't care: "I can win your posture." β
Bai Lu snorted coldly, and held a sword flower in his right hand at random: "If you talk about it, you have to wait until you win!" β
As soon as the words fell, Bailu's figure flashed, and he suddenly rushed to Ah Ku, who was ten steps away.
She jumped up, raised her long sword in both hands, and with a sharp wind, aimed at Ah Ku's eyebrows, and slashed it hard.
Ah Ku's body was determined, without the slightest nervousness, her eyes narrowed slightly, she held the knife in her right hand, pushed the back of the firewood knife with her left hand, and with a "bell" sound, she took the sword of Bailu hard.
Bai Lu borrowed his strength, flipped back in the air, stood still, shook off a tuft of black hair, and said: "You should be glad that you can't use spells in this competition, otherwise, you would have died a long time ago!" β
Ah Ku glanced at the broken hair on his sideburns, clenched the firewood knife in his right hand, and took the initiative to attack: "It's as if you can do it." β
Bailu snorted and raised his sword forward again.
On the martial arts field, two afterimages appeared and disappeared from time to time, "jingle bells" a few crisp sounds, and the firewood knives and swords in the hands of the two people, like a storm, constantly intersected and collided in the air, and separated after several times.
Their speed kept increasing, their moves kept changing, their angles became more and more tricky, and the scars on their bodies became more and more numerous.
Bailu dodged the sharp head of the firewood knife, and was secretly shocked in her heart: she actually kept up with her own speed!
Ah Ku carefully dodged the sharp blade of the sword, and sighed that humans were indeed more difficult to deal with than animals.
"And a half-pillar of incense."
The still lazy voice of the Extreme Wind True Monarch completely detonated the already dire battle situation on the field, and the three groups of people and horses struck several times, "Zheng Zheng Zheng" opened the distance.
On the martial arts field, the wind stops and people are quiet.
Everyone holds their breath and waits for the final moments that are coming!
Sweat dripped, mixed with blood and water slid across the left side of her face, Ah Ku didn't realize it, she "whirred" for several breaths, and then took a deep breath, changing the posture of holding the knife for the first time: feet apart, shoulder-width apart, no longer half-squatting, long body straight; Hold the knife with both hands, parallel to the point, with the head facing downwards and facing the enemy.
It's like a cheetah that has been fighting with its prey for a long time, completely abandoning defense, concentrating all its forces in one place, and killing it with one blow when the time comes.
Bailu, who has learned martial arts since he was a child and is familiar with eighteen kinds of weapons, thinks more: the knife is the "courage of a hundred soldiers", a single knife looks at the hand, a double knife looks away, and the knife hand is extremely important in the knife technique, although it is a nondescript firewood knife, but at this last moment to change the posture of holding the knife, it means that Wang Ah bitter her - to sacrifice a killing move!
Bailu's eyes flashed with coldness, and she used her most proud "Bai Family Thirteen Swords" with a "swish", aimed at Ah Ku's hands and stabbed them, preparing to deprive the opponent of the opponent's weapons before Wang Ah Ku made a move, so as to win.
Although the response was fast, it was still a step slower after all.
The moment she got close, the firewood knife in Ah Ku's hand instantly cut off her long sword and struck her in a crooked direction; slashed up along the body of the sword, forcing Bailu to abandon the sword; Hold the firewood knife high and cut it down until the tip of the knife reaches the skin between the eyebrows of the white deer, and then stops his hands.
Cut, cut, chop, as fast as lightning, drunk in one go!
Although he stopped, the sharp tip of the knife had already pierced the skin between Bailu's eyebrows, shedding a line of blood.
Bai Lu looked incredulous: "What kind of ghost knife technique are you?" β
Ah Ku's eyes carried the killing intent that did not retreat: "I created it myself, and it has no name." β
Bailu was stunned: "...... Then please take one now. β
Ah Ku was stunned, and after a few breaths, he replied: "Then it's called the three types of chopping wood!" β
These three tricks were learned by mistake from her daily life of chopping wood.
Bailu: "...... Sure enough, it's a village girl, and it's so earthy to take a name!"
Ah was annoyed and ashamed: "I want you to take care of it!" β