According to Xia Qingqing's meaning, the competition should be divided into two parts, one is to compare fists and feet with bare hands, and the other is to compare blade kung fu with each hand-picked weapon. This process is understandable, but his family knows his own affairs, Liu Meng has only learned the Biluo palm at the beginning of Hengshan, and the more advanced Liuyun palm method is just to learn a fur from Uncle Hu, and the survey can be used. As for the sword palm taught by the master in private, it was used to save his life in a critical moment, and the attack was too vicious to be used in the scuffle.

Therefore, Liu Meng simply admitted defeat and refused Li Xihua's request to fight for fists and feet, so as not to act as a live target to perform tricks for others. Seeing Liu Meng like this, he didn't care about the so-called face of the Jianghu people at all, Xia Qingqing and He Tishou, who wanted to watch a good show, were very regretful, especially Xia Qingqing, who instigated there: "Don't be afraid, little apprentice!" As long as you use all kinds of magic changes, Xihua will never even touch the corners of his clothes, and it is not so simple for him to win you. ”

With a hearty smile, Liu Meng said: "The disciple's kung fu on his fists and feet is indeed commonplace, and he still doesn't take it out to show his ugliness." The kung fu of pretending to be stupid became more and more proficient, and no matter how the two middle-aged women who loved to watch the excitement instigated the generals, they just refused to fulfill their wishes.

Seeing this, He Tishou had no choice but to announce that the two of them had chosen their weapons and began to fight.

Li Xihua was raised by Yuan Chengzhi since he was a child, and naturally chose a sword, but he usually looks like a beautiful son, which makes it a slightly shorter sword, and pays more attention to the subtle changes in swordsmanship.

Liu Meng still used the Hengshan faction standard long sword, posing in a gesture with Feng Laiyi, holding the hilt of the sword in the palm of his hand, his thumb was forced, and the tip of the sword trembled gently with his breathing, waiting for Li Xihua to strike first.

In the past period of time, Li Xihua and Liu Meng have also often exchanged moves, and they know each other's swordsmanship very well, so they don't push much at the moment, and say: "Be careful!" Li Xihua stepped forward with his sword, stabbed straight through Baiyun with a move, and at the same time spread his body, ready to defend immediately if he missed a blow.

Liu Meng still maintains a simple and effective swordsmanship idea, and does not want to waste any energy on fancy moves. With the long sword in his hand, he used a move to block the opponent's sword, and then took advantage of the situation to bend the sword body and stab forward like a giant python flicking its tail, and directly started a counterattack.

The two of them were very familiar with their respective routines, and they knew that just such a move against one move would not be able to tell the winner even if they fought a hundred moves. It was Liu Meng who took the lead in changing the sword path, suddenly shrunk his body, almost fell to the ground, the long sword tried his best to reach out, and used the broken goose Guhong in the sword technique of returning to the wind and falling geese, after Li Xihua jumped up to dodge, he suddenly exerted force under his feet, and the tip of the sword in his hand flashed, making the fastest and fastest triple move.

The wind returned to the lightning, the lonely goose flew south, and the light brought by the long sword formed a long line, stirring up a roar like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and rushed towards Li Xihua who was in mid-air. It collided with a dazzling sword flower that swung into a dense sound.

Is it just a three-in-a-row that is over? Of course not! After decades of Yuan Chengzhi's guidance in the silver invasion sword technique, Liu Meng is now not just ending with three consecutive moves. The internal force was frantically transported, but there was no pause for a moment, and the long sword was drawn, driving the whole body to bend forward, making a bow with his body, treating the long sword as a sharp arrow, and stabbing at Li Xihua again.

This time, the moves were much more chaotic, what kind of wind and lightning shock, broken goose and lonely hung and other used sword moves took turns to greet each other, and also mixed with the mighty moves such as angry waves and storms, so that Li Xihua, who couldn't borrow strength in mid-air, resisted very hard. In desperation, he launched a light skill and retreated, but Liu Meng's light skill was even more superb, and the moment his mind flashed, the cloud piercing column had already been launched, chasing behind Li Xihua without relaxing at all, and the long sword in his hand continued to attack, until the opponent's true qi was unsustainable, and his body fell, and then he stopped the sword momentum.

Liu Meng's figure turned in the air, like a falcon hunting falcon, his head and feet suddenly swooped down, and the long sword stabbed straight into Li Xihua's head, after the other party staggered to dodge, he turned over and turned into a goose to pluck his feathers, and with the tip of his sword, he picked off the streamer on his scholar's hat, and then retracted the sword and cut it back, using it to make waves without panic, while swinging the sword light protection, he turned his head and jumped back to where he was standing.

"Good!" Yuan Chengzhi sat on the chair and saw that the two juniors were fighting each other, especially the attack of Liu Meng who did not pay attention to the rules at all, and couldn't help but praise it, with a big smile on his face, obviously he liked this performance very much.

Li Xihua stood there with his sword in his hand, reached out and took off his scholar's hat to look at the severed streamer, and was stunned for a while before accepting the result of his failure. He laughed stupidly, and complained to Liu Meng dissatisfiedly: "What kind of fighting style are you, how can you have a blood feud with me, it's crazy." ”

Li Xihua is a down-to-earth person, and he has many similarities with the deceased elder brother He Buxing. Liu Meng usually respects him very much, but at this time he touched his head and smiled embarrassedly, and before he could think about how to answer, Yuan Chengzhi had already spoken out and said: "The way to deal with the enemy, first of all, you must leave no room for anything, treat the other party as your father's killer, don't have any mercy, otherwise it will be self-defeating in the end, and there will be many examples of overturning in the gutter." ”

He Tishou also nodded and said: "Xihua, you are too kind-hearted, and you read a pedantic surname every day, you must know that the enemy is either you die or I die, no matter what method you use, as long as you can kill the enemy, it is worth using!" ”

Glancing at the two people who were thoughtful, Yuan Chengzhi pointed at Liu Meng and said, "Xiaomeng, your murderous intent is too strong, and this is not a good thing." It is good to practice martial arts diligently in order to defeat the enemy, but don't be swayed by hatred, if the intention to kill obscures the state of mind, I am afraid that there is a danger of going mad. ”

"Swords, not exactly for killing."

Yuan Chengzhi finally dropped this sentence and let the two of them ponder it, then turned around and went back to the building, unwilling to look at the next discussion between Liu Meng and Sisi.

Sisi was taught by Xia Qingqing with all her heart, and she treated her as her own daughter, which was inevitably a little pampered. At this time, when he saw that the master was unwilling to watch his competition, he was very unhappy, and even sprinkled his inexplicable resentment on Liu Meng.

The hole flute carved from fine jade is waved with a whimpering sound, disturbing people's ears and eyes. What Sisi learned was the cave flute used by Xia Qing when he was young, and it was also the ten styles of jade flute improved from Lei Zhen's swordsmanship. Smashing, picking, pointing, stabbing, crutches, accompanied by whimpering and sorrowful, at first glance, Liu Meng was caught off guard, so he had to rely on his light skills, and made the clouds through the air constantly turn before he got away from the opponent's attack.

Sonic weapons? It was the first time to face this kind of Qimen blade, Liu Meng thought about it carefully, and felt that if he couldn't fight hard, he had to use despicable methods to fight. But in the face of a pretty girl, do you have some trouble?

At this hesitation, Sisi was already dancing gracefully, and the jade flute in his hand waved an afterimage to attack. There was no other way, Liu Meng had no choice but to purse his lips and whistle loudly to counteract the sound of the flute like a magic sound.

The Hengshan faction has three uniques, music rhythm, light gong, and swordsmanship, as a famous Hengshan disciple, of course, he is familiar with the method of dealing with sound interference. What's more, as an otaku in the era of information explosion, he is proficient and dare not say, he can still use a few simple musical instruments, and he can hum not a hundred but eighty of various songs, right?

Throughout the ages, which tune is most likely to disturb the minds of others? Which song stands out in the midst of the noise? What tune can make a concentrated person collapse to the point of not being able to control himself?

Without it, only the Divine Comedy "Nervousness" is also!

Therefore, with the internal force of dark luck, Liu Meng pursed his lips as a whistle, and as soon as he blew out a sharp divine tune, after a few turns, he was immersed in it like a dancing god, and with his ever-changing body, Sisi who was holding the hole flute almost collapsed.

First surprised, then shocked, and finally rolled his eyes, it was really tortured by this tone, fainting and nauseating. Sisi stopped attacking, covered her ears with her hands, and kept stomping her feet like a madman, shouting for Liu Meng to stop. But unconsciously, the rhythm of this stomping foot has a bit of a taste of moving closer to the Divine Comedy from the chaos.