You can't have both; If you are a man, so is you practicing martial arts.

In terms of Jiang Xiaolou's comprehension and qualifications, he is far stronger than Yue Haishan thousands of times stronger; However, he is now past the age of no doubt, but he is no different from the level of Yue Haishan in the same year; If we extrapolate from the results of this pair of masters and apprentices, it seems that the level of personal understanding and qualification will not have any effect.

In fact, there are three hundred and sixty lines in the world, and there is no shortage of genius at every moment; It's just that the difference between talent and aptitude will only begin to manifest itself when the person has finally touched the apex after hard practice.

It's like an ordinary person, who can only travel a hundred miles in his life; Then only after walking this hundred miles, the talented can go out of another ten miles, and the people with mediocre talents can not go further; And before that, no one can really understand whether they have the so-called talent and talent.

Therefore, the fundamental reason why there are few geniuses and many mediocre hands in the world is because most people, before they have completed this hundred miles, have already judged themselves to be mediocre people, staying in place and circling constantly, stopping the pace of forging ahead; As for saying that he walked ten miles, he chose to give up; Or did he choose to give up after he had already walked ninety-nine miles, and there was no difference at all.

Yue Haishan, who was recognized by Wu Chengfeng as having mediocre qualifications and a dull mind, walked his hundred-mile journey with his natural dead eyes, and finally fell on the road to break through himself. For Yue Haishan himself, this is not the end of a failure, but just the final result. At least at the moment before he died, Yue Haishan really knew one thing: his qualifications were really very mediocre.

As for whether he will be unwilling or depressed, I am afraid no one can say clearly; Because most of the mortals stopped halfway; There is still a long way to go before the end of the talent test.

As for Jiang Xiaolou, the third disciple who was recognized by Yue Haishan as "extremely talented", he has now completed his hundred-mile road. The sword has been quenched and formed, so use the copper skin and iron bones of the great monk Zongjing to verify the blade!

Jiang Xiaolou stepped forward and moved the relics of his mentor, the ancient sword Qingmang, and stabbed directly at Zongjing's right waist. Both sides are right-handed people, and Jiang Xiaolou's sword is not fancy, with the most direct angle and the simplest sword momentum, it goes straight to the opponent's most awkward position.

Seeing Jiang Xiaolou rushing forward with a sword like lightning, Zong Jing's face was fearless, and he just replaced the Wei Tuo Demon Descending Pestle on his right arm with a hand, and said "My Buddha is merciful......"

"Bell, bell, bell...... Brush! ”

After six crisp sounds like popping beans, the monk's robe of the great monk Zongjing was also slanted open by the Qingmang sword, revealing a strong body like red copper and fine iron......

At that moment, Jiang Xiaolou flashed out six swords in a flash, but only pointed out six sword marks on the opponent's right waist, and by the way, he broke a monk's robe; These six sword marks don't look painful or itchy, let alone bleed, even the body of the great monk Zongjing didn't shake for half a minute!

How can this fight is still fought!

The great monk Zongjing, who did not move his body and did not shake, completely ignored Jiang Xiaolou's sword moves; Just after saying the Buddha name to himself, he held the pestle in one hand, stretched out his palm with his left hand, and at a slow and strange speed, he reached out to Jiang Xiaolou, whose right hand had already been shaken out of the green tendons.

At this time, Jiang Xiaolou had just dissolved the strength of the palm backlash, and seeing that the opponent's Vedic vajra was already approaching his chest, he first turned sideways to let the pestle edge, and then twisted his body out of a weird angle, facing the sky on his back, barely dodging the left palm that went straight to his face......

Bang!

At the moment when Jiang Xiaolou turned around to dodge his palm, Monk Zongjing suddenly stepped forward, lifted his iron knee like a King Kong pouring, and went straight to the back of Jiang Xiaolou's "sent to the door" and hit the back of his head! This iron knee collision was so fast that Jiang Xiaolou felt that the evil wind in the back of his head was not good, and he had no strength to dodge......

In desperation, he could only push back with his left hand and withstand a knee hit by the opponent. As a result, although he avoided a heavy blow to the back of his head, he could not release his strength when he was facing upwards on his back, and could only be hit by a huge force from the left and right, flying high in the air, and his feet completely left the ground......

Anyone who practices martial arts has heard an old saying, which is called "strength rises from the ground". Looking at the rivers and lakes, except for Qi Yan's kind of snitch who specializes in "rootless under his feet" kung fu; No matter what school or school of martial arts you learn, the next kung fu is the foundation of the foundation. For this principle, Zhuhai Jianchi is of course no exception.

Although this Jiang Xiaolou is on all fours, it does not mean that he has been defeated on the spot; But as soon as the two sides joined hands, Jiang Xiaolou had already fallen into a visible downwind.

However, no matter how much Jiang Xiaolou helped, he was also the head of the Zhuhai Sword Pool, Yue Haishan's personal disciple, and even had a personal relationship with Bai Wenyan, a celestial spirit veiner; How can such a person be the kind of person on the rivers and lakes who sells fame and reputation, and is strong and powerful?

Jiang Xiaolou, who flew into the air on his back, forcibly twisted his waist, poured his strength into his waist and abdomen, adjusted his center of gravity in the air, and reversed the extremely unfavorable facial orientation; Then he bent his knees, fell straight from the sky, and accurately knelt on Master Zongjing's shoulders! At the same time, the tip of the Qingmang Sword also hit the opponent's back and neck fiercely!

Of course, his attack method of "treating a dead horse as a live horse doctor" did not have any effect; This proud work of the Beihai Sword Slave in its heyday only brought a superficial scar to the great monk Zongjing, and it did not cause any effective damage at all!

For Jiang Xiaolou, this result is not unexpected and unexpected; After all, Yue Haishan returned in vain, and his cultivation was not stronger than his teacher in the same year; It is also a matter of course that the golden body of the Arhat who cannot break the great monk Zongjing......

Jiang Xiaolou's heart was in turmoil, but the Vedic vajra in Zongjing's hand had quietly approached his left rib......

only heard a muffled sound of "bang", Jiang Xiaolou, who was kneeling on Zong Jing's shoulder, couldn't dodge, and was pulled back by Zong Jing's backhand Wei Tuo's demon pestle, and accurately hit the left rib! Fortunately, the body posture of this Jingda monk was too awkward, and Jiang Xiaolou, who was afraid of being outstanding, escaped in time, so he really had no time to inject more strength, which also led to a great reduction in lethality; Otherwise, I'm afraid that Jiang Xiaolou at this time has already been broken by his ribs and punctured his heart, lungs and abdomen!

Although Zong Jing couldn't carry too much strength, with the weight of the Vedic Vajra itself, he still smashed Jiang Xiaolou's ribs into a few hidden cracks! Jiang Xiaolou, who was retreating with the help of this blow and standing back in a pool of blood, could no longer bear the left half of his body......

"Amitabha...... With Jiang Shizhu's cultivation, he is better than the poor monk and does not know geometry; Why is it that the killing intent in your heart is too strong, which leads to the chaos of your own position, and you will eventually incur this defeat. The poor monk was originally a monk, and it was already a sin to have the intention of killing, so how could he bear to take action in person? I implore Master Jiang to think of the common people in the world and make a decision on his own; Fang did not insult the first heroic name of the Venerable Master Qingmang Sword God......"

"Hahaha, Master Zongjing really gave birth to a delicate and clear Buddha's heart! If you kill me with a false hand, or if I kill myself, you really don't have committed a murder! ”

Jiang Xiaolou said the opposite, teasing Zong Jing; Then, just as he wanted to step forward again with his sword, he was forced to stop by the dull pain in his ribs......

Tick......

Suddenly, a drop of rain falling from the sky fell on Jiang Xiaolou's lips; He stretched out the tip of his tongue and rolled the drop of rain into his mouth, and he could hear a noisy cheer in Hedong City behind him:

"It's raining! God opened his eyes, it finally rained! ”

Mo said that the Hedong City in this area, even the entire north of the Huajiang River, has an extremely dry climate, and droughts are frequent; Even during the rainy season, when the rain is most abundant, not a drop of rain often falls for dozens of days; It is precisely because of this that the saying "spring rain is as expensive as oil" was born.

Since the beginning of the battle of Qin Yan, the Nankang Dynasty has been rainy every day, but the people near Hedong City have not even seen a drop of rain. Of course, if it weren't for this climate and soil environment, it would not be possible to produce such delicious wheat......

As for the surprise brought by the spring rain in front of us, it has nothing to do with farming. Due to the war, most of the fields where crops were cultivated were completely abandoned this year; Therefore, whether this rain will fall or not, and when it will fall, has no practical significance.

And the cheers of the people of Hedong City for the spring rain are just out of a habit in their bones. In their view, even if the rain does not nourish the crops, it is also a good omen from heaven. It may also indicate that the war in front of us will end soon!

But it is also spring rain, for Zheng Qian and Zhou Changan, who are worried about the epidemic, it is simply a life-threatening talisman!

As the saying goes, the layman looks at the doorway, and the insider looks at the liveliness. The people who went out of the camp to watch the battle of the Qin army were all practitioners; And the people who stood on Hedong City and swept the formation were all laymen in martial arts. In the eyes of the martial arts people of the Qin army, although Jiang Xiaolou lost the first move, he also suffered some "minor injuries"; But since he didn't show his housekeeping skills, the two sides are still in a tentative period; As for who will win or lose, it is even more impossible to speculate.

But in the eyes of this group of laymen in the city, Jiang Xiaolou has no chance to win in this competition with a huge difference in strength!

Look at the monk opposite, his body is as strong as a buffalo in the field; Look at our Jiang Sanye again, although he looks handsome enough, he is a little too thin no matter how you look at it! Besides, the big golden guy in people's hands looks full of weight and power; On the other hand, the slender and antique long sword in Jiang Xiaolou's hand looks like an accessory hanging from the waist of a literati!

However, Zhou Changan and Zheng Qian are still worried that this spring rain may provoke a greater plague; It's also because in their hearts, they still have a trace of fantasy about Jiang Xiaolou. Because only if he can win and worry about whether there will be a big epidemic, there is real meaning; If Jiang Xiaolou fails......

Then how to deal with the aftermath of the battlefield, there is no need for them dead people to worry about.

However, this unexpected spring rain brought a new idea to Jiang Xiaolou, who was in extreme danger......