In the center of the hall, Zhu Ziliu and Huo Du fought more and more fiercely.

I only heard Zhu Ziliu chanting: "There is nothing in the creation, suddenly it is not difficult, the heart of the flower is faint, and the spring color is scattered", a volley stroke, straight down.

Huo Du hurriedly fanned the top of his head, protected the heavenly spirit, and said angrily: "What did you say again? "I only felt pain in my mouth, and cold sweat flowed down my back.

Zhu Ziliu took two steps back, and once again leisurely and smoothly, already holding the victory, he didn't put Huo Du in his eyes, hooked his lips and smiled, and said, "Just look at it." "A bookish air, gentle and elegant, but there is a trace of guidance and heroism in the heart.

Huo Du frowned and held a fan to check.

I saw that Zhu Ziliu had just landed extremely accurately and skillfully, and pointed at the center of the peony on the fan surface, the yellow stamens were half smudged, looming, and the bright red petals around it were incompatible, and the beautiful peony flowers suddenly became nondescript. However, Rao is Huo didn't know where the poem came from, who wrote it for, what the title was, and when he saw the fan-faced peony, he also understood what it meant to be "the heart of the flower is dizzy", and he couldn't help but be horrified.

It turned out that Zhu Ziliu saw that Huo Du only knew that the peony was gorgeous and rich, and he suddenly felt disgusted, and his heart moved, and he remembered Su Shi's poem "Ink Flower", the purpose is to make Huo Du understand that if the flower is too gorgeous, it is not beautiful but vulgar, and the pure ink color can show the grace and luxury of the peony. You must know that there are thousands of wonderful skins in the world, and most of them are gold and jade. Since the peony can be called the king of flowers, the number of the national color and fragrance, how can it be called only a beautiful flower type?

Zhu Ziliu deliberately showed off his literary talents, pointing out what is poetic and picturesque in Huodu and what is the elegant beauty of China.

It is rare for Huo Du to be able to recognize a few Chinese characters, but when he encounters the poems, he only feels dizzy, and he still can't understand the literal meaning, so how can he understand the artistic conception? Every time Zhu Ziliu recites a poem, Huo Du's first reaction is to think about the meaning of his poem, distracted and used for two purposes, his hands are not good, and he is slow to make moves.

In this way, he was shrouded in the artistic conception of Zhu Ziliu's martial arts, and he couldn't think about it if he didn't know the reason, except for feeling that Zhu Ziliu was chanting noisy and strange moves, he could only parry, and the attack was absolutely impossible. Huo Du, who lost the initiative, could only be pointed out and beaten by Zhu Ziliu.

Huo Du was already at a disadvantage, and he was anxious, but now that his beloved fan was destroyed, he was even more angry, and shouted: "Come again!" "Finally, after fighting with Zhu Ziliu for thousands of moves, he attacked once.

However, Huo Du is in an impetuous mood, ruthless, fast, but chaotic, on the other hand, Zhu Ziliu, but also immersed in the concise, elegant, quiet artistic conception of ink and wash, can be described as calm, leisurely, the tricks seem random, understatement but to the point, there is no waste of tricks, so, impetuous to peace, high judgment. Only after a dozen moves, Huo Du was at a disadvantage again.

Seeing that his junior brother was embarrassed, Darba hurriedly asked the Golden Wheel National Teacher: "Master, think of a way to remind and remind your junior brother." "He spoke Mongolian, which the Han people didn't understand. Only Guo Jing was distracted and kept an eye on the Golden Wheel National Teacher, and when he heard Darba's words, his heart moved and he became more vigilant.

I only listened to the Jinlun National Teacher: "As a teacher, I have long said that Sinology is broad and profound, and you need to think more about it, your junior brother does not listen to the teaching, only learns the skin, so that there is no ink on the chest, and you can't understand or see through other people's moves, and you have suffered all the humiliation, and you should have this calamity, so you should be a lesson." After a pause, he reminded: "Darba, don't practice every day in the future."

Strength, it doesn't hurt to read more. With that, he nodded at Guo Jing. These words are to teach the apprentices, and they are not afraid that Guo Jing will listen to them.

Guo Jing felt that the truth of the Golden Wheel National Teacher was not bad, nodded, paid attention to the situation in the field again, and secretly reflected on the way of being a teacher.

At this time, Huang Rong suddenly said, "Fu'er, go get a pot of tea for your mother." ”

Guo Fu said: "Mom, are you thirsty?" Gotta wait, the tea in this hall is cold. "I'm worried that my mother is pregnant, and it's not good to drink herbal tea.

Huang Rong sighed lightly: "It's not for drinking, just bring a pot over." ”

Guo Fu nodded inexplicably, and hurriedly ran to the side and brought a pot of tea and handed it to Huang Rong.

Guo Jing asked, "Rong'er, what are you doing?" ”

Huang Rong smiled at her husband, held the teapot high, the tea water hung high, crossed a silver line in the air, filled the tea bowl, picked up the tea bowl and shook it in front of Guo Jing's nose, and asked, "Brother Jing, is this tea fragrant?" ”

Guo Jing nodded and said stunned: "Incense!" "I was expecting my wife to play tricks again.

Huang Rong said: "Incense is good." He shouted to the field: "Boasting of the unparalleled beauty in the world, the first fragrance in the independent world, Brother Zhu, the tea is fragrant, it's time to win by moistening the pen", and used the "magic power" of the monk to send the tea out horizontally.

Zhu Ziliu waved the pen to separate Huo Du, turned his wrist, the timing was just right, just probed the tip of the pen into the cup, lightly, the slightly dry nib was rich in ink, full, the wrist moved again, turned the pen barrel, gently took the tea bowl, splashed all the tea on Huo Du's face, and said loudly: "Thank you", turned his head and saw that Huo Du was holding a fan to cover it, and the entire fan was soaked.

Zhu Ziliu was reminded by Huang Rong that he would fight quickly, not give Huo Du a chance to react, and he would fight quickly, and the brush would fly into a virtual shadow, only to hear him say: "The ethereal shape is the only way, and the state of support is self-finished." How can flowers be beautiful if they are not commensurate with branches and leaves? The pen moved, adding branches and leaves to Huo Du's fan, and listened to him: "The lotus wind is poured down, and the apricot rain is half clothed." The left palm was suddenly slapped out, not letting Huo Du escape, like the wind blowing lotus leaves, hitting Huo Du's waist again and again, asking him to bend, holding the pen in his right hand, the pen followed the poetry, and the dots came out, as if falling apricot blossoms, one stroke at a time, one stroke at a time, one stroke at a time, all of which were a yang pointing to the acupoints, attacking again and again.

Huo Du spilled tea, worried that there was fraud in it, and he was already cowardly. Zhu Ziliu suddenly made a quick decision, so that he could deal with it without mistakes, now he has a palm on his waist, a little acupoint brush on his face and chest, it is really dangerous, he can't resist for half a minute, he stumbles under his feet, and he is about to fall.

Zhu Ziliu saw that Huo Du was undoubtedly defeated, and wanted to save him a little face, not to let him fall and make a fool, brushed his sleeve with his left hand, and used a false move, taking advantage of Huo Du's block, his footsteps moved to Huo Du's side, and his right wrist rotated, turning the brush upside down, and the pen shaft was a finger, using a yang finger kung fu, pointing on Huo Du's back shoulder, and taking the opportunity to push, it was Huo Du's move but he did not fall, but his body swayed.

Zhu Ziliu grabbed Huo Du again, waved his brush, completed the last stroke on the fan surface, and chanted: "There is a unique mad layman, seeking to be a black peony." ”

Everyone saw that the red peony flower on the surface of Huodu's fan had been reborn and turned into an ink-colored peony, fresh and refined, and beautiful.

Zhu Ziliu finished his masterpiece, he was in a good mood, and then turned around, in front of the horizontal pen, his sleeves and robes were fluttering, and he looked at the dragon and Yang Guo, and said loudly: "Only the peony is true to the country, and the flowers move the capital when they bloom. ”

Yang overbushed

On the shoulder of the dragon, he said with a smile: "Brother Long, Uncle Zhu fought hard and fought hard, just to praise you for being 'unparalleled in the world'!" "I have a good impression of Zhu Ziliu in my heart.

Long nodded to Zhu Ziliu and said to Yang Guo: "Guo'er, let's go over and thank him." ”

Yang Guo agreed, got up from the dragon's body, walked around the dragon's body, and took the dragon's hand. Yang Guo thought to himself, Zhu Ziliu had to go back to his seat to rest after the martial arts competition, so he took the dragon and walked to Guo Jing and Huang Rong to wait.

Zhu Ziliu played a wonderful game, everyone was amazed, and they had applauded again and again, but where did they think that Zhu Ziliu would finally come to such an ending, they couldn't help but be stunned, looked at the dragon and Yang Guo, thought of the ink peony, and felt that only the dragon could be called the "true national color", I don't know who started with a "good", and the applause followed, more enthusiastic than Fang Cai.

These two have not moved since the beginning of the competition, and now they have attracted almost everyone's attention when they move around.

Zhu Ziliu was excited, and said to Huo Du: "See, this is called beauty, the little prince will go back and study more." Stretched out his hand and pressed Huo Du's flank, unlocking the acupoint for him, thinking about how to get acquainted with the dragon, but he didn't notice that Huo Du's eyes were full of yin and poison.

Guo Jing, Huang Rong and others were in a happy mood when they saw the victory in the first game, and when they saw Yang Guo and Long coming, their eyes turned to the two of them.

Yang Guo smiled and said: "Uncle Guo, Aunt Guo, this is my senior brother, with a surname and no name, and a single word." "Introduce to everyone.

Long arched his hand and said: "I've seen Guo Daxia and Huang Gang Leader." A pair of arms always hugged the dragon, getting to the bottom of it, for fear that the dragon would be gone.

The dragon saluted the crowd one by one, and then said no more.

Yang Guo explained: "My brother Long is naturally cold and silent, so don't be surprised. As he spoke, his eyes fell on the dragon's face again, and he never left.

Peerless talents have a lot of temperament, such as the first-class medicine master of the Eastern Evil Yellow Medicine, which one is not the master who causes ordinary people a headache!

Guo Jing, Huang Rong and others are open-minded and don't care.

Huang Rong saw that Yang Guo was extremely affectionate to Long and very dependent, her heart moved, and she said with a smile: "I have heard that Gongzi Long is the best person for him in the world. ”

Guo Jing also smiled and said: "Yes, Guo'er can have such a demeanor today, Long Gongzi is indispensable, Guo Jing is grateful." ”

Long Xing saluted: "Guo Daxia, Mrs. Guo don't have to be polite, Guo'er is also very good to me." As he spoke, he raised his head slightly to look at Yang Guo, and his shoulders moved slightly, allowing Yang Guo to let go.

Yang Guo heard the dragon say in public that he was very good, he was overjoyed, where was he willing to be obedient, but he hugged him tighter, leaned down, pressed on the dragon's body, put his chin on the dragon's shoulder, rubbed his face against the dragon, and said with a smile: "Yes, he is the best for me." ”

The people around him saw that the two of them were affectionate, but they only thought that there was a deep relationship between the senior brothers, and where did they want to get anywhere else. When the elders see that the relationship between the juniors is good, they are naturally relieved, and the peers or juniors are envious when they see the relationship between the two.

The atmosphere here is just right, and there is a lot of fun, talking and laughing.

Suddenly, I heard Zhu Ziliu shout, "Ah", and fell to the ground on his back, the four steel needles on his chest shining under the light of the candle flame.

Huo Du stood aside, smiling, waving his folding fan gently, and said loudly: "In the first game, you lost." "Triumphant, very arrogant, arrogant.