Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Nine-Foot Brass Stick

The two who stabilized their bodies did not rush up to continue the discussion, but just looked at each other and smiled, quite a little refreshed. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Uncle Zhang San spoke first and said:

"Old sword, I lost this competition. I haven't seen you for more than a year, and your martial arts are even more unfathomable, I'm afraid you will soon be able to break through to the second grade, right?"

"Huaiqing, don't be modest, if it's a life-and-death fight, with your endless means, it is not known who will die in the end.

It's just that if you continue like this, it will not be the right path after all, and the path of a martial artist in the later stage will be very difficult. Well, as for the breakthrough you mentioned, that's why I'm here to find you. Let's go, let's go down and talk, don't let the juniors see the jokes, haha. ”

After the Lone Cloud Swordsman finished speaking, he performed a light skill, like a wisp of clear smoke drifting towards the place where Zhang Yunwu and the others were, and Third Uncle Zhang saw that he immediately flew over here.

The Lone Cloud Swordsman and the Third Uncle did not come in this direction deliberately because they wanted to see Zhang Yunwu and a few people, but because the only way to get out of the martial arts arena was the martial arts viewing platform around the venue, so the main purpose of the Third Uncle and the two of them coming in this direction was to go out, and to take a look at Zhang Yunwu They were just by the way.

The Lone Cloud Swordsman, who landed lightly in front of Zhang Yunwu, looked at Zhang Yunwu with a smile and said:

"Yes, Cloud Dance, you've made great progress over the past year. ”

At this time, Zhang Huaiqing, who is also Uncle Zhang, floated beside the Guyun swordsman, and laughed loudly:

"Haha, that's of course, Yun Wu's talent is in the top three among the younger generation of the dart game, and he is also very hard-working, if it weren't for the influence of some trivial things in the dart game, Yun Wu would definitely progress faster. ”

The Lone Cloud Swordsman couldn't agree more.

"Yes, I said ten years ago that if Yun Wu could be carefully taught by a good teacher, then she must be the top master in the rivers and lakes now, and even has reached our realm, and let you spoil a good seedling in vain. ”

Third Uncle Zhang rolled his eyes and said:

"Hmph, what's the use of you talking, don't I know? ”

Hearing the words of this best friend of life and death, the corners of Guyun Swordsman's mouth twitched unnaturally, and he thought in his heart: I, Li Qingyun, am all ruined in the hands of your perverted eldest brother.

If I hadn't been able to beat him, and it would have been his turn to tell him about Cloud Dance? I would have let him know why the flowers were so red......

It turns out that now this lonely cloud swordsman and Zhang Yunwu's father have an unbearable past.

Twenty-five years ago, Li Qingyun was only eighteen years old, he was born in a martial arts family, he learned martial arts since he was a child, and was known as the first martial arts genius in the family.

Like the vast majority of martial arts practitioners, the young Li Qingyun also yearns for the kind of martial artist life who indulges in the rivers and lakes and is quick to take revenge, and conceitedly believes that he is the first person in the younger generation to be undeniable.

Therefore, he made a decision when he was young and frivolous, he wanted to try his sword in the world and sweep a road with his sword.

Out of the intention of tempering, the clan turned a blind eye to Li Qingyun's behavior, and neither supported nor opposed.

However, Li Qingyun's road to the world of sword testing was not smooth, and it can even be said to be extremely bad.

Li Qingyun, who had just entered the rivers and lakes, first set his sights on all the young martial artists in the Jiangnan area.

And his first stop was Yangzhou, and his opponent was naturally the nineteen-year-old Changfeng Dart Bureau Shao Zhi Huaiyuan, that is, Zhang Yunwu's father and Uncle Zhang's eldest brother.

But the result of the competition almost made Li Qingyun feel the unbearable weight of life.

Because he only managed to make three moves under Zhang Huaiyuan's hands, this result was something he never imagined.

Although he is a little arrogant, he also understands the truth that there are people outside the world, and he is mentally prepared for possible setbacks when he goes out.

But he didn't expect to be defeated in the first battle, and he was defeated with only three moves when the opponent didn't use weapons.

This is definitely a huge blow to a man like him who is proud and conceited and has never failed.

If he can't survive, then his path as a martial artist may come to an end, how cruel this is for a martial idiot.

Thankfully, Li Qingyun's simple but firm warrior heart stood up with him.

The morning after the failure of the competition, Li Qingyun stood in front of Zhang Huaiyuan again, at this moment, he was less impetuous, more calm, and his eyes were more determined.

Looking at the person in front of him who almost ruined himself but fulfilled himself, Li Qingyun expressed his meaning very directly.

"Master Zhang Shaodart, thank you for waking me up, Qingyun is willing to fight again, please advise!"

The look of appreciation in Zhang Huaiyuan's eyes flashed, and he didn't say much, just said "go", then got up and went straight to the martial arts arena, and Li Qingyun followed closely.

In the following two months, Li Qingyun continued to challenge Zhang Huaiyuan every few days.

From every other day at the beginning, to every two or three days later, to every five or six days at the end, in this continuous challenge, Li Qingyun has never supported more than three moves, and each time he has failed miserably.

But Li Qingyun is indeed worthy of the name of a genius, and every time he fights again, he will improve a little better than the last time, and it is still a more obvious progress.

It wasn't until a challenge a month and a half later that Li Qingyun directly broke through the current realm after the war and entered the eighth layer of the day after tomorrow.

Three days later, Li Qingyun continued to challenge Zhang Huaiyuan, but the tragedy was that this time he couldn't even survive a move.

Because Zhang Huaiyuan used his weapon for the first time, a nine-foot-nine-inch bronze stick, under the shadow of the waving stick, Zhang Huaiyuan perfectly demonstrated his invincibility to Li Qingyun.

I have to say that Li Qingyun's will is definitely strong, and he blocked Zhang Huaiyuan's courtyard gate early the next morning.

This time, Zhang Huaiyuan was no longer as good at talking as before, and frowned.

"Qingyun, you're endless, aren't you? You really think of me as your sparring partner? Huh?"

At this moment, Li Qingyun's cheek was quite thick, and he said seriously:

"Brother Feng, the younger brother can have today's results, thanks to your unrelenting guidance, please advise me again. ”

Zhang Huaiyuan's face immediately darkened,

"Okay, you want to guide, right, I hope you can hold on, huh!"

After speaking, the three-section stick he carried with him instantly formed the bronze stick.

"Let's start, you don't have to go to the martial arts arena!"

Li Qingyun was stunned and said in surprise:

"It's not okay here, it's easy to destroy things around here. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, if you want to destroy things, it depends on whether you have the ability to do it, do it!"

Li Qingyun didn't understand how Zhang Huaiyuan could be so angry today, and he didn't want to destroy things.

Forget it, don't think about it, let's do it, thinking of this, Li Qingyun's eyes bloomed with a strong fighting intent again.

Condensing the sword and pointing at it, Li Qingyun showed the eighth form of the "Floating Sword Technique" that he had only comprehended when he reached the eighth grade of the day after tomorrow, and the elegant and sharp sword momentum instantly attacked Zhang Huaiyuan.

And Zhang Huaiyuan still looked light-hearted, holding a copper stick in his hand, standing under the shroud of the sword.

Just as Li Qingyun's sword was about to arrive, Zhang Huaiyuan moved.

The copper stick in his hand struck Li Qingyun like lightning, and the roaring stick was fierce and uncast, without any fancy, and in this way, it dispersed Li Qingyun's sword at its peak, and directly knocked Li Qingyun into the air, falling into the lake about twenty meters away, splashing a large splash.

Seeing Li Qingyun fluttering in the water, Zhang Huaiyuan seemed to be very satisfied, and showed a rare smile, but quickly disappeared.

Then he calmly put away the brass rod, straightened his clothes, and turned away in a dashing manner.

"Oh, isn't this our Li Da Swordsman? Why are you in the lake? Oh, yes, it's very hot, swimming, relieving the heat, well, it's good...... Hahahaha......"

Zhang Huaiqing, who really couldn't hold back, finally laughed out loud.

Li Qingyun, who swam to the lake, stared at this gloating bastard speechlessly, seeing that this bastard seemed to have a tendency to laugh more and more, and roared with a black face:

"Aren't you bastard watching from the sidelines? Isn't it funny? You're not my loser too. ”

Zhang Huaiqing restrained his laughter slightly and said:

"I told you a long time ago, you can only ask for hardship in the competition with my eldest brother, you don't believe it, who can blame it?"

"Hmph! I, Li Qingyun, am the one who retreats so easily, I don't believe that I can't even take one of his moves!"

Zhang Huaiqing smiled and said:

"Then you just go on, anyway, I'm always happy to see you so miserable, hahahaha. ”

Although he said this, Zhang Huaiqing still stepped forward to help Li Qingyun, who climbed to the shore but was unable to get ashore.

It turned out that Zhang Huaiyuan's stick not only knocked him away, but the strength contained in the stick also dispersed Li Qingyun's internal breath, making him weak at present.

Li Qingyun, who was helped ashore, directly closed his eyes and began to breathe, letting Zhang Huaiqing carry him forward.

These two people have become close friends who talk about everything in these days of communication and exchange, and they have received the best gift from God in this youth and blood, and the sincere and immaculate friendship will accompany them for a lifetime!