"Concession."

Yang Ye withdrew Luo Jian into his robe with his backhand, and slowly let go of his right hand holding the sword.

This is also to prevent this Mr. Ivan from suddenly attacking. Yang Ye didn't want to win again, and then he was killed by the enemy.

Be quiet......

When he finished the sword collection style, everyone in the audience had not yet woken up from Yang Ye's sword skills.

The action of his sword swing just now was not very fast, but it was just right, this almost coincidental technique concealed an extremely advanced application technique, and it was integrated into Yang Ye's body like instinct.

From beginning to end, Yang Ye only used two moves: retreat and counterattack.

“……”

The Sword Saint of the Garing Clan stepped forward and said, "Ye Sword Saint is skilled, why didn't you use the sword just now?" ”

In the history of Heijialing's sword skills: using a sword is using a sword, and they have never considered using their hands and feet together when comparing swords, they feel that this will only affect the 'output'.

To put it simply, the philosophy of the Black Garing is to win with swords and skills.

And the Chinese are much more flexible than them.

The Chinese people gave the sword two meanings:

One is the 'right body', the integrity of the sword is like that of a gentleman, the gentleman is upright, and hangs it at home for ornamentation.

The second is 'extension', whether the Chinese people use guns and swords, they all regard the weapon as an extension of the arm, if they can win without a sword, the Chinese people will not struggle.

And the ancients said: harmony is precious.

Before the critical moment, the sword is hurt and angry.

Moreover, the sword represents an aspect, and if it is used to show off every day, it can only attract jealousy, and hide it in the robe to surprise the enemy. is the real usage.

Yang Ye's understanding of swords and national arts has been fully understood, and the moves are like what mathematicians call to him: addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, and Arabic numerals.

He regards the opponent as a 'formula', and if he wants to get the result (win), there are thousands of ways, you change it, I will change it, and I will wait for you to finish the question, and I will directly kill it in seconds.

Just like Ivan 'came up with questions' one after another just now, Yang Ye didn't want to bother his brain to 'answer', so he waited for him to finish.

You said you were tired, I'll ask you again.

Since the evolution of the brain, Yang Ye's understanding of some issues has changed a lot. There are always shortcuts to finding answers.

It is mentioned in ancient books and martial arts novels: a master can pick leaves and hurt people. Origi wins.

In fact, these legends are not unusual, if a person can master the dynamics and angle methods, these are easy to do.

It's like a 'flying card'.

Ordinary people throw cards up to five or six meters, and the farther away the force is, the lighter it is.

This is because the cards are resisted by the air. No matter how hard you try, it's in vain.

And the master can find an angle. Let the air resist the cards less. All his 'power' is on the card. Coupled with the thinness of the cards, it is normal to cut watermelons and hurt people.

Similarly, engineers use the 'lever principle' to create jacks.

Huaxia Guoshu has penetrated it. It is a combination of Western 'mechanics, human body and life science'.

"It's wonderful!"

After hearing the reason why Yang Ye didn't come out of the sword, the surrounding elders woke up one after another as if they had been empowered.

Yang Ye's understanding of swords and techniques brought them a new understanding.

"Leaves? What kind of swordsmanship did you use just now? It's not like the 'Dan Sword' you demonstrated yesterday. Paul looked at him curiously.

"Yesterday it was a routine, and now this move is 'scientific swordsmanship'."

As he was talking, Yang Ye suddenly heard a series of bones colliding.

I saw that the patriarch of Heijialing lightly patted his son's neck, and the bones he had just shifted returned to their places.

The injured meridians were also dredged.

"Good skill, it's worth the trip."

"Compared to Lord Ye, we are just a small means, thank you for your mercy just now."

The men of the Garing clan can kill their opponents in a competition. Even if Yang Ye cut off Ivan's head just now, he didn't want to be angry.

However, Yang Ye stopped, which made him feel a little more good about this benevolent sword master.

"The patriarch is too modest."

Yang Ye stepped forward and said, "I don't know what the skill you used to help the bones return to their places just now is called, can you teach me?" ”

"Absolutely."

The patriarch was very happy to explain to Yang Ye.

The Garings were very happy to share their skills with others, and they felt that God had given them the gift of passing them on to the world.

This is worthy of Yang Ye's respect.

After some explanation, Yang Ye also understood the method of the patriarch just now.

In layman's terms:

To them, human bones are like parts of a mecha.

Bone sprains and spine shifts are like parts on a mecha that aren't related. Just return to your place.

The more clever Garing people can help restore bones through their knowledge of their own bones.

"Balloye, you remember me! I'll beat you! As soon as he recovered, Ivan released cruel words to Yang Ye.

Yang Ye nodded lightly and agreed.

Generally, this kind of person has no scheming, but he is unwilling to lose before he releases cruel words, and the real danger is that after he loses, he still says, 'Willing to bow down'.

……

"Lord Ye's swordsmanship just now is really wonderful, if you rest well. May wants to ask you for advice. ”

Since watching Yang Ye make a move, the pride in Mei's heart has been reduced by half, and there is not much disgust when she looks at Yang Ye's gaze.

"Miss Mei is here."

Yang Ye turned to look at Qimei.

She was now dressed in a tight leather coat, holding a half-length sword, and her demeanor was as heroic as when she first met.

"Isn't it challenging you? Why are you going to challenge me! ”

"Me!"

Mei Yu said: "Then please give me advice!" ”

The order in which men and women challenge the Garim is clear.

Men challenge women first, representing men's admiration for women.

The woman challenges the man first, representing her love for the man.

Usually at this time, the female challenger will release the water appropriately, of course, the other party needs to accept it.

"Good! That would be rude down there. ”

As he spoke, Yang Ye pulled out the longest Endless Sword from his robe. Everyone around consciously distanced themselves.

……

Two minutes passed, and Yang Ye did not look like a sword, but observed the terrain as if looking at the scenery.

"Why hasn't he come out of the sword yet?"

Seeing Yang Ye standing still after pulling it out, Mei and the others were a little nervous.

"Which ...... Miss May. ”

After looking at it for a while, Yang Ye suddenly spoke: "I don't think it's better to compare, this terrain is not good for you, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to win." ”

"Oh?"

The Jialing Sword Saint and Father Mei looked at each other with a smile and looked at Yang Ye intently.

They were curious to see how 'Barlow Sword Master' judged it, after all, the competition hadn't started yet.

"How do you know!"

"This ...... With your ingenuity, I don't know how to explain it to you......"

Yang Ye looked at her in embarrassment.

In a flash. Mei felt her cheeks hot. Holding his breath, he said, "Do you mean I'm stupid?" You can't make a sword! ”

"No, no, please don't get me wrong!"

Yang Ye stuck his sword on the lawn, picked up a stone and said, "Look, your wisdom and swordsmanship are like this stone. You have your own methods and understandings. ”

"And I'm like the wind all around. Will the stone understand the language of the wind? ”

……

"What the hell are you talking about! So you're trying to provoke me! ”

Mei seems to understand Yang Ye's 'intention'. He simply stuck his sword on the ground and compared his strength.

"Wind ...... Wind ......"

Just when the two of them were competing for strength, the Jialing Sword Saint repeatedly figured out the meaning of Yang Ye's words.

After a while, I saw that his eyes suddenly widened and he smiled:

"Huh. Ye Jiansheng is not only superb in swordsmanship, but also a great wise man! May did lose. ”

"Teacher, the disciple is not wise enough, and he still goes to teach."

Father Mei asked for advice on the side. The others also looked at the Great Elder thoughtfully.

In fact, what Yang Ye said, they can understand some of it, but they always can't understand it thoroughly. It's very uncomfortable to hold it in my heart.

"Huh."

Jia Ling Sword Saint looked at Yang Ye with admiration and said, "Ye Sword Saint compared Mei to a stone, saying that she is too stubborn. Her mind and swordsmanship are like stubborn stones, unable to break through her own shackles. ”

His words also hit the biggest weakness of our Black Garin. All the while, we were too stubborn. ”

"He compares himself to his style, indicating that his thoughts are endless, very different from the ideas of stones, and that what he sees is naturally different."

That's why he told May: You can't understand why you're losing. If you are stones, can you understand the wind language? ”

"I see!"

After hearing the answer, Paul straightened his waist and was very proud of this friend.

"Then how can you say that Barloye can win?" Ivan was not convinced.

He always felt that he was just losing because of carelessness, and if he tried again, he would definitely be able to beat Yang Ye's ass to blossom.

"Then we have to go back to the nature of 'wind and stone'."

The Jialing Sword Saint stroked his beard and smiled: "The wind is formless and formless, so there is no flaw, although the stone is hard, can it hurt the wind?" Didn't he just use the 'wind' to defeat you? ”

"With the help of the wind ......" Ivan nodded, sitting cross-legged and thinking carefully.

"The wind is unrestrained, and the offensive and defensive wisdom is completely flawless, and it is indeed the stone that loses." Father Mei nodded wonderfully.

"Enough of you! I'm a stone, and I have to block the tuyere! ”

Everyone, you said a word to me, and when I heard it, Mei was completely qualitative, and one jumped into the air and slashed at Yang Ye!

Regardless of the strength and angle, it is very tricky, and everyone watching is very nervous for Yang Ye.

"Good figure."

Yang Ye looked up at Mei and opened his mouth to praise, and then pulled out the endless sword on the ground and retreated to defend.

When he drew his sword, he intentionally or unintentionally threw the stone in his hand where he was standing.

The result is......

This stone was accidentally stepped on by Miss Mei, causing her center of gravity to lose control, the sword was taken off, and her body threw herself into Yang Ye's arms.

Originally, according to her skills, even if she stepped on a stone, she could adjust her center of gravity with her skills to carry out a second attack.

However, the distance between her and Yang Ye was too close, and her strength was a little too strong.

"Are you alright?"

The two hugged for two or three seconds, and Yang Ye was a little embarrassed and said, "This terrain is really not good for you, do you believe it now?" ”

"You did it on purpose!"

"Hah......" Paul couldn't help but laugh, and then hurriedly held back.

He thought that Yang Ye would have a wonderful duel with Mei, but he didn't expect Mei to lose more simply than that Ivan.

However, this method of using wisdom to 'surrender without a fight' is more exciting than simply fighting.

…… (To be continued......)