Chapter 22: The Septet
The person who came didn't seem to expect the other party to be able to take his punch, although the boy showed good skills in the fight with the big man, he had absolute confidence in himself, and one punch was enough to crush him. Now it seems that he obviously underestimated the hidden power under the emaciated body.
What surprised him even more was that the young man did not show any fluctuations in the five elements. Judging from the situation of the fight, Xiuwei should be under him, so there are only two possibilities - the other party used some method to cover up Xiuwei, or he has not gathered qi yet, and completely relies on his body to block his own punch.
Although if it was the latter, he would be a little frustrated by the triple qi gathering, but he had seen a lot of people who practiced physique, and the Dacheng could even fight with Tianxing.
Although the young man's physical strength is strong, it is still within his acceptable range, and if his cultivation is higher than him, it will really frustrate him. He had also heard of some gifted cultivation prodigies who had already entered the heavens at a young age, but after all, they were one-in-a-million existences, and they might not be able to touch three feet into the ground.
The extraordinary strength shown by the young man completely stimulated his fighting spirit, and the already scarred floor added multiple cracks, and at the same time swept forward, he struck a second punch!
Sometimes the battle does not have to be slow and tentative, one by one turn over the hole cards and finally enlarge the moves, if you can solve it quickly, why waste time grinding.
This thinking is based on absolute self-confidence.
The sawdust flew again, and a second punch followed, and those thoughts were nothing more than the result ......of the brain's latent consciousness working in sync.
Yunfeng could even see the sawdust lines clearly, but after passing through the lines, a figure galloped in, so fast that his face could not be seen clearly.
The gap between the two fists was too short, and Yun Feng couldn't make much adjustments, still maintaining his previous posture and facing straight up!
"Bang!"
The remaining strength of the first punch was not dissipated, and the second punch was superimposed, directly knocking Yunfeng away, crashing through the corner door, shattering the wine table, and scattering the dishes.
Yun Feng's palm was no longer numb, but a piercing pain, the phalanges and palmar muscles had been cracked, and he couldn't gather his strength for a while.
The hand is one of the most sensitive parts, and the ten fingers are connected to the heart, not that the hand is directly connected to the heart, but that there are many veins on it, and the rich nerve endings go straight to the brain center, so the feeling is very keen.
Yun Feng knew that once his hands could not move, he would inevitably lose the ability to fight back.
Yes, Yunfeng is trying to fight back.
In terms of conventional thinking, the first consideration and guarantee in this passive situation is to avoid taking a bigger blow, and under the continuous attack without interruption, any rash counterattack may cause more damage, or even fatal.
The philosophy that Ran Yuehime taught him was that counterattack was the best defense. No matter how bad the situation is, we must not lose the sense of fighting back. Only by remembering at all times can we find life in desperate situations. On the other hand, if you lose this awareness, you will miss out on even the best opportunities, even if you have them.
Therefore, just as the opponent jumped forward again, Yun Feng had already transferred his power to his left fist and burst out.
If this punch can't hit the opponent first, it is equivalent to giving up all defenses.
It was still a crisp and neat style, and the third punch didn't drag any way, and it followed over the door frame.
The three-punch burst was not a tactic planned by the comer, but a kind of literacy for cultivators to quickly judge the situation in battle.
For!
Seeing that the cloud wind and the fist were about to touch, a piano sound suddenly sounded. The silver bottle was broken, and the wine glass was shattered.
Suddenly, the man closed his fist to protect his right side, and a sound wave hit his elbow, his sleeve instantly turned into powder, and the blood on his arm was deep.
The sudden change also caught Yun Feng by surprise, but the fist could not be withdrawn, and in the frightened eyes of the comer, it fell on the left shoulder.
The sound of the piano comes from the luthier on the second floor.
Yun Feng only saw the appearance of the person who came clearly - a middle-aged man with a thin body, a tight cloth shirt, a small beard, and short hair that could pierce paper.
"Shameful sneak attack. The mustache said disdainfully, completely forgetting that his previous attack on Yun Feng was no different from a sneak attack.
Although the mustache was furious at the alleged sneak attack, he showed no signs of wanting to fight back, instead hiding himself next to the broken door frame, ready to attack.
Yun Feng saw the horror in his eyes.
The mustache was indeed frightened.
Because he's facing a Skywalker!
From that piano note, he understood that he was not the opponent's opponent at all, or that with his current strength, he was not worthy of the opponent's attack at all. The reason why he didn't have the idea of fighting back was because a voice in his body said, "If you move, you will die." ”
"Papapa......" applause rang out again, and a white man in his early twenties walked out of the room.
"Good music, good dancing, good skills. The white man came into the hallway, and the mustache stood respectfully.
"It's actually Prince Drey's son...... There's a good show to watch now. Everyone quickly recognized the man's identity and talked about it, especially the rich man who was teased by Yunfeng before, who was gloating: "The boy who doesn't know the height of the sky has good fruit to eat." ”
Prince Drey, a one-handed figure in the Shire Kingdom, has an eccentric temperament and is ruthless.
"I don't know that there are high-ranking people here, and the servants at home are not strictly guarded, and they still look at Haihan. "Durbin said polite words, but it showed that Skywalker was superior.
The door of the luthier's room was closed and there was no answer.
The awkward atmosphere made Durbin unhappy, thinking to himself, you are a Skywalker, do you really think that I am helpless? In the Shire Kingdom, even a Spirit Walker would not dare to be so rude to Ben Gongzi.
"Master De, did you have a good time tonight?" A moving voice sounded, with dissatisfaction and anger, and slowly walked to the second floor with a graceful posture, it was the previous dancer.
"Forget the girl, how dare you. When Durbin saw the visitor, he showed a satisfied attitude, "It's rare to forget the girl on stage tonight, this dance is really overwhelming, it seems that there are a few more sleepless people tonight." ”
The woman named Forgotten Whisper helped Lan'er up and said distressedly, "It's okay." ”
Lan'er shook her head, but said guiltily: "Miss, I'm causing you trouble again." ”
"Why, I made you feel wronged. Forgetting to say a finger, he stroked the red and swollen bruises on Lan'er's face, and blamed himself.
However, in Yun Feng's view, it was a coy gesture, if he really had the heart, why not make a move earlier.
"Forgotten Hills, there are rules for Forgotten Hills, and whoever wants to destroy it must be prepared for the consequences. In the face of the ruthless Durbin, Forgetfulness seemed undaunted.
The crowd sensed a warning in these words. It is known that Forgotten Cottage is the place of grace of the capital's aristocracy, but they don't know anything about the background behind the scenes. The owner of the villa, Su Wangyu, has a beautiful crown and excellent dancing skills, and is coveted by countless big names, but he has never heard of anyone who can get close to him, let alone spend the Spring Festival together.
However, anyone who violates the rules of the villa will not only be barred from re-entering for life, but will also be severely punished. Therefore, very few people try to set an example, and this time is it just a whim of Durbin, or is it a force led by Prince Drey to test the bottom line of Forgotten Words?
"Forgotten girl. Durbin arched his hand and said, "I'm interrupted tonight, and I will come to the door another day to make amends." ”
Durbin took his leave, and Xiaohu followed, while the big man, who was still wailing on the ground, was carried downstairs by the servants.
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In a bamboo building in the villa.
The lights were bustling, the breeze was blowing through the clouds, the fresh air was far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, and he turned his head to look at a man and a woman standing on the balcony.
Su Wangyu had changed into plain clothes at this time, and she was clean and delicate with her makeup removed, a little less enchanting, which made people feel a little bit more seductive.
Bitches with dogs, beauties with heroes.
Standing next to Su Wangyu was a man who had embarrassed countless women, about eighteen years old, and his facial features had been carefully crafted, especially the big eyes that were both good and evil, making people dare not look at them directly, and they were afraid of falling into them at a glance.
The piano, wrapped in cloth, was mostly covered by his smooth black hair, and Durbin must not have imagined that the Skywalker who played such music was actually a beautiful young man.
The mustache thought that the cultivation prodigy who was difficult to touch even if he was three feet into the ground was in front of Yunfeng at this time.
"I thank Lan'er for the little brother for coming to the rescue. The breeze blew Su Wangyu's hair and floated across her face, making it even more charming in the gentle night.
"What if I don't make a move?" Yun Feng said that if he didn't make a move, would Lan'er be humiliated.
"No if, you've already made a move, haven't you?" Su Wangyu didn't answer Yunfeng's question, but introduced himself: "My name is Su Wangyu, and his name is Jiang Shuihan." ”
"Yun Ji. In order to hide his identity, Yunfeng took a pseudonym.
Su Wangyu didn't ask how Yun Feng came in, and she didn't care about Yun Feng's identity, she was more interested in tonight's song: "I've known you for so long, and it's the first time I've heard you play this song." ”
Of course, this was said to Jiang Shuihan, and from the distance between the two of them, it can be seen that the relationship is very close. It seems that it is not as rumored by the outside world, no one can come close to Su Wangyu.
"I hope I can listen to it later. With Su Wangyu's artistic attainments, he could naturally hear that what he had played before was only a part of the whole piece. But what puzzled her was why she played it when Lan'er was humiliated, was it just a coincidence, or did she want to use the song to influence something.
"You and Shui Han will stay here for one night tonight. Although it was only a one-sided relationship, Su Wangyu didn't seem to be worried about Yunfeng's inappropriate actions.
"You have just wounded Durbin's men, he is a man who will repay his flaws, and he will not rest on his laurels. This was mainly for Yun Feng, because Su Wangyu knew Jiang Shuihan's character and knew that even if there were thousands of soldiers in ambush outside, he wouldn't care. It's not that he doesn't have anyone alone in his eyes, but that he never fears anything.
"You know, I've never liked staying at the academy. Although the academy has arranged a separate room with excellent conditions for Jiang Shuihan, he has always come and gone freely and unrestrainedly, and compared to the academy, Forgotten Whisper Villa is his permanent residence.
"I'm casual. Yun Feng didn't care, in fact, he couldn't ask for it. At the same time, he also noticed that Jiang Shuihan mentioned the word "college", and he couldn't help but think of the Lostant College he signed up for.
"Well, if you need anything, just give your orders. Su forgot to say goodnight, then got up and went back to bed.
Yun Feng and Jiang Shui Han stood on the balcony silently, looking at the lights.
"I didn't expect that there are fools in the world who are desperate to save people. Jiang Shuihan broke the silence first, but he had no intention of continuing to chat, and turned around to leave.
"Can you tell me what that song was just now?" Jiang Shuihan asked when Jiang Shuihan was about to walk out the door.
Jiang Shui was cold for a moment, and then continued to walk away, just when Yun Feng thought he had asked something he shouldn't ask, a voice came from the corridor: "One of the sintets, backyard flowers." ”
The merchant girl does not know the hatred of the country,
Across the river, he still sings backyard flowers.