Chapter Seventy-Two: Aesthetics
The goal of "Lanyang Shengong" this time is only to keep the 100,000 square kilometers of land that they have just bought, not to compete with the four major forces. According to the usual practice, it will not be a problem to have Master Lu to make a move. But with the variables of the "evil star" and the mysterious old man, Gu Yang still planned for the worst.
With the refining experience sorted out by Mozi, coupled with several days of high-intensity practice, Gu Yang was not at all sure about refining a flying sword that he had never seen before. After beating the draft a few times again, he took out the refining furnace and put a top-grade spirit stone in it.
"Whewβ" A pure white flame rose up, and the heat rolled out, as if to refine the soul of a person.
Gu Yang's eyes froze, and he threw the "Dihua Golden Crystal" into the flames.
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Gu Qingli has been as tired as a dead dog every day these days, and after training, he eats after washing, sleeps after eating, and sleeps until dawn. Even if you are curious about the martial arts conference, you don't have the heart to watch it.
However, the training effect in the past few days is also obvious, when she first started holding a wooden sword, she can be said to not even know how to cut people. But today, she was three or four feet tall with a slight leap, and a sword stabbed out was also whirring and clean. Although a set of "Jade Girl Swordsmanship" is not proficient, it is also a tiger and a tiger, and it looks like it.
Today, when she heard that she could go to the "Martial Arts Conference", a sense of eagerness immediately rose in her heart, and she also had a little more energy on her sword. With a move "Heavenly Maiden Scattered Flowers", her arms waved, her wrists trembled, and the blades of the sword were connected out of order.
"This move 'Heavenly Maiden Scattered Flowers' makes progress!" Mozi immediately gave praise, waved the wooden sword in his hand, picked off the sword blades one by one, turned his body sideways, and slapped his backhand sword on Gu Qingli's little buttocks.
"Smack!" was crisp and loud.
Gu Qingli stumbled and said angrily: "If there is progress, you will still fight!"
"Hitting you is telling you not to be proud!" Mozi was serious and unsmiling.
"You, you second-hand robot, I want to complain about you!" Gu Qingli was angry, brandishing a wooden sword and rushing forward.
"Not accepting complaints is your little brother Mo's service tenet!" Mozi smiled strangely and continued to wield the wooden sword to parry Gu Qingli's attack.
Gu Qingli finally learned to be obedient this time, and definitely didn't give Mozi a chance to move to his side. The two of them circled around the practice ground, and gradually had the posture of competing swords.
Unconsciously, Gu Qingli finally comprehended the body method, and the number of beatings gradually decreased. In addition, she has the heart to watch the martial arts conference, and every sword is going all out, and her swordsmanship is gradually becoming proficient.
At noon, seeing the lunch time, Mozi suddenly said: "Your exercise volume has reached 10,000 kcal, and today's training is over." β
"Ah, that's it?" Gu Qingli was surprised and delighted, except for being a little hungry, she didn't feel so tired.
"Yes. Mozi said solemnly: "According to observation, your physical fitness has just completed a qualitative leap. The blue light in his eyes was wide open, and he directly projected a curve chart in front of Gu Qingli.
The curve represents the amount of movement she is moving per minute, which has been slowly rising before, accelerating upwards yesterday afternoon, and rising almost in a straight line today, until it reaches a calorie per minute.
Gu Qingli waved his fist, and it was really full of strength. But when he saw the slightly bulging arms, his face was stunned.
"Muscles?" A generation of school flowers, Gu Da Beauty, actually grew muscles!
"Ah......" she screamed, quickly covered her two arms, and was about to go to Gu Yang to sew two sleeves, it was really embarrassing.
Mozi shook his body, blocked her and said, "Big brother is in retreat, you can't disturb him." β
Gu Qingli pouted, and said pitifully: "Then you tell me, am I ugly now!"
"Body and soul, what do you mean? Mozi asked curiously.
"Say!" Gu Qingli's face darkened, and his eyes revealed infinite murderous intent.
"Uh......" Mozi looked embarrassed, his eyes were full of blue light, he glanced Gu Qingli up and down, and said seriously: "With the golden curve as the standard, you are indeed not perfect now." β
"Ah......" Gu Qingli was about to go crazy, gritted her teeth, and still asked unwillingly: "What does I look like with the 'golden curve'." β
The blue light in Mozi's eyes shone brightly, directly reflecting another Gu Qingli, who was dressed exactly the same, but with a straight chest and hips, thick and powerful limbs, a tall figure like a cheetah, and a standard wheat color on his skin, as well as a jade-like luster.
"Ah, what kind of golden curve is this......" Gu Qingli seemed to see a toned female orangutan, and let out a sad cry, covering her head and going crazy.
"This is the most standard golden curve in bioaesthetics, and with your current amount of exercise, you can get infinitely close to this state in half a year. Mozi's tone was excited and full of confidence.
"I don't want to ......" Gu Qingli was about to cry, Su Ziying was so powerful, why didn't she see anyone have this kind of golden curve.
"This is the real beauty!" Mozi exclaimed and asked rhetorically, "Do you think that the legs, small feet, long neck, and obesity are beautiful?"
Gu Qingli shook her head, a hint of disgust in her eyes.
But these are all popular beauties in human history. Mozi said in a serious tone: "But history ultimately proves that health is the true beauty." The beauty that is popular in today's society is actually a kind of morbid beauty that cannot stand the test of history. Don't you feel like your former self was unhealthy in the slightest?"
Gu Qingli was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise: "Who told you all this, you robots still study this?"
"It's all taught to me by my eldest brother!" Mozi threw the "pot" to Gu Yang without hesitation.
"Gu Yang, I'm ......not done with you" Gu Qing gritted his teeth, his face was cold, and the cold light flashed in his eyes.
"In fact, many times I can't figure out the aesthetic standards of my eldest brother. Mozi looked strange and said lewdly: "For the normal needs of seventeen-year-old boys, the eldest brother has no idea at all. β
"Ah......" Gu Qingli was stunned for a moment, suddenly looked strange, thought about it and said curiously: "Then did he have 'that' ......" said, his little hand clenched weakly, and moved up and down.
Mozi looked confused, his eyes were full of blue light, and he couldn't figure out what this action meant in this scene for a long time.
Gu Qingli's face flushed, she stood on tiptoe to Mozi's ear and whispered something.
"Ah......" Mozi was stunned for a moment, and shook his head again and again: "Never." β
Gu Qingli's face became more and more strange, and then he patted Mozi's shoulder for a pause, and finally laughed gloatingly: "Sure enough, sure enough, only such a perverted guy can build such a second robot...... Let's go, let's go see the martial arts tournament!"
For a while, Gu Qingli's complaints about Gu Yang were swept away, but there was still some pity and sympathy. She went back to the house and took a shower, although her limbs were still a little sore, she still happily took Mozi to the city.
When the two came to Ling Street, Gu Qingli was immediately shocked by the bustling cultivation world. The streets are full of warriors and cultivators, everyone is clasping their fists and saluting when they meet, and they are commensurate with "Taoist friends", and all kinds of colorful gems are directly placed on the animal skin stalls. Everything is like a dream.
Soon, she was a little dissatisfied with Mozi's image. There are also many warriors wearing swords on the street, but this one is wearing a laser sword, which is really a bad scenery.
Suddenly, there was a cheer on the shore, and her attention was immediately drawn to a ring by the river.
The ring is twenty or thirty meters away from the riverbank, and ordinary people can't go up at all. At this time, I saw a strong man in black leap suddenly, his body swept across the river, and landed on the ring with a "bang", and the big boat more than 20 meters long shook slightly.
The strong man laughed, turned around and hugged his fist to everyone and said: "Xingyi Fist Duan Feihong, please advise fellow Daoists!" The sound was like a bell, as if carrying a stereo.
"Gossip palm Li Yunsheng, please advise Brother Duan!" With a shout, another slender middle-aged man in black crossed the river and landed in the ring lightly.
"Please!" the two of them clasped their fists at each other and stood at the bow and stern of the boat, and there was an uproar on the shore:
"Xingyi fist vs. Baguazhang, this scene is interesting!"
"I heard that Duan Feihong is already a 'captain-level three-star' strength, I don't know what kind of cultivation Li Yunsheng is. β
"I heard last year that it was still a 'captain-level two-star', and the strength of the two should be about the same!"
"Fellow Daoists, 'Xingyi Boxing' vs. 'Baguazhang', one pays one, there is no bet!"
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For a time, the sound of the head of the product and the sound of betting came and went.
While everyone was talking, the two people on the boat raised their hands and moved their hands.
Xingyi fist is both rigid and soft, and it comes and goes. Baguazhang overcomes rigidity with softness and is good at using ingenuity. I saw that the two of them were fast and slow, divided and combined, and exchanged more than ten moves in a moment, but they didn't even touch the corners of each other's clothes.
At this moment, even Gu Qingli could see that it would be difficult to distinguish the winner from the winner in this competition for a while and a half.
After dozens of moves, the two on the boat gradually became familiar with each other's paths. Suddenly, the "Xingyi Fist" attacked all the way, and the fist hit out like a storm. "Baguazhang" flipped his hands to parry, his body flickered left and right, and he skillfully unloaded. The fists struck each other, emitting a series of booming bangs.
"Good!" the crowd was in high spirits, cheering one after another.
Then, for a while, the "Xingyi Boxing" relied on the body method and forced the "Bagua Boxing" to the side of the ship. After a while, it was "Baguazhang" who borrowed his strength, turned his body a few times, and stood in a favorable position again.
The warriors who bet on the shore will also bet on "Xingyi Fist" to win, and will bet on "Baguazhang" to win. The two groups of people commented on each other, and they were both insightful.
Gu Qingli's heart also lifted, and she couldn't help but ask, "Mozi, who do you think is more powerful." β
The blue light in Mozi's eyes shone brightly, and after a while, he said, "Duan Feihong's physical exertion is huge, and the results are very small. Li Yunsheng's physical consumption is only half of that of his opponent, and if he can survive three hundred moves, he can gain the upper hand. Judging from the current situation, Duan Feihong's moves have been repeated, and Li Yunsheng's moves are still changing. β
"Really?" Gu Qingli was skeptical, thinking of Mozi's strength, he decided to take a gamble. This time, the family gave her 10,000 silver coins for living expenses, she thought about it, took out 1,000 silver coins and bet on "Baguazhang", and her heart became more and more nervous.