Chapter 4 The Poet, the Thirteen Taibao and I
Just when Lin Ye was bored and almost fell asleep, there was finally a sound behind him, and Lin Ye turned his head to look, where he appeared, there was a handsome young man in a brown cloth shirt standing in place with a puzzled expression.
After the disciple on the side explained the rules of the second assessment to the young man, he took him to the ring where Lin Ye was.
When the young man saw Lin Ye, he was shocked at first, obviously he didn't expect that someone would advance before him. The disciple who brought him from the side whispered in his ear, and the young man was startled at first, and then his expression became admiring.
Lin also stood up, saw the young man walking in front of him, hugged his fists and said: "Daoyou's speed in breaking the illusion makes Du extremely admired."
Lin Ye also clenched his fists, bowed to the young man surnamed Du, and said with a smile, "It's just good luck down here." ”
"Hehe, Daoist friend is too modest, if this Senluo illusion can break through by luck alone, there will not be only you and me on the field now."
After a period of business blowing, the disciples of Dayougong on the side began to announce the rules of the second assessment to the two: "This assessment is a martial arts fight, and the two will compete first, and the winner will be the first loser, waiting for the third person who breaks through the illusion, and compete with him for the second place, and so on."
"Thank you for your explanation." The two thanked the disciple of Dayougong, and as soon as the words fell, the young man surnamed Du immediately put on a posture, his left hand stretched forward, his knees slightly bent, and his right foot retreated.
Although it was said that he mistakenly broke into the selection of disciples of the "small sect", no matter what the strength of the opponent was, Lin Ye was treated equally, which was taught by his masters and his old father in the eighteen years he had been on the island.
"Loose cultivation, Lin Ye." Lin Ye turned his hands into palms, one hand slowly pushed out, his heels drew a semicircle under his feet, stood firm, and said in a deep voice.
"Loose cultivation, Du Fu, please give me advice." As soon as the young man reported his name, Lin also almost knelt down for the opponent in front of him.
"Du... Du fu......? "Lin is also a little blindsided, isn't this the world of cultivation?
"Drink!" I saw Du Fu shouting, and a gust of wind arose under his feet, blowing the cloth shirt on his body "rustling-" sound. As soon as he clenched his fist, a burst of golden light came out of his right fist, and the fierce fist wind struck Lin Ye!
In the face of the opponent's punch, Lin did not dodge, but slowly swung his hands, and held Du Fu's fist in his hand in a strange posture.
Seeing that he couldn't retract his right fist, Du Fu kicked his whole body into the air and kicked Lin Ye with the weight of his body.
Seeing this, Lin Ye had to let go of Du Fu's right fist, his arms were parallel, blocking Du Fu's kick, and there was a dull sound of metal hitting from the part where the two touched.
Du Fu quickly pinched the trick in his hand, turned his fist into a palm, and slapped Lin Ye's head with a palm, and at the same time, the aura of his whole body gathered in the palm of his hand in an instant, and the whole person smashed towards Lin Ye like a cannonball.
"Brother Du, I'm sorry." Seeing the other party attacking, Lin Ye's left arm retracted to his waist, his left hand clenched into a fist, and his middle knuckle was slightly raised, making the fist form a "convex" shape, and punched Du Fu's palm.
The fist collided, bursting out with a strong energy, shooting in all directions, and for a while the dust was flying, and the entire ring built by the iron tree the year before began to crumble, and the stone table under Lin Ye's feet shattered like a dry riverbed.
Just when the two of them were at a stalemate, Lin Ye's arm suddenly burst out, and the entire sleeve was instantly broken, turning into a pile of broken steps and falling to the ground, and at the same time, the strength of the fist was greater, and he gave a low shout, and directly punched Du Fu in the air out of the ring.
Seeing this, the disciples of Dayougong on the side were about to catch Du Fu who was flying in, when suddenly a silver dragon shot out like lightning from behind him and caught Du Fu who was about to fall to the ground.
Lin Ye looked down, it was a swarthy man wearing silver armor and looking like a tiger's back, holding Du Fu who was slightly bleeding from the corner of his mouth with one hand, and holding a silver-white spear in the other.
Seeing Lin Ye looking at him, the swarthy man smiled at Lin Ye and gently handed Du Fu to the Dayougong disciple on the side.
"General Flying Tiger, Li Cunxiao." Du Fu struggled to stand up, and when he saw the man in front of him, his expression was a little strange.
"Brother Zimei, I haven't seen you for a long time, why are you so embarrassed?" Li Cunxiao looked at Lin Ye with his teeth bared, and he didn't look back, obviously, the two should have known each other before.
Du Fu, who was behind him, took the wound medicine handed by the disciples of Dayougong on the side, and said with a wry smile: "Brother Cunxiao, don't make fun of me, my skills are not as good as others, Du is willing to bow down."
Lin Ye in the ring is in a somewhat complicated mood now, he just fought against Shisheng, and now there is a thirteen Taibao, is this really the world of cultivation?
"Brother Cun Xiao is not fighting against Daqin in Northern Xinjiang, why did he participate in the empty Ming ceremony of Dayou Palace?"
"My father-in-law specially needs me to come to Dayou Palace to learn skills, and there are generals such as Li Jing in Datang to guard it."
"I see." Du Fu suddenly realized.
"Brother Du!" Lin Ye, who was standing in the ring, suddenly shouted, "It will be at the top!" ”
"See the mountains at a glance." Du Fu was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said, "How can Brother Lin know my poems?" ”
"Uh...... "I can't say that I learned it in my last life, right?" Lin also casually snorted, "Brother Du is brilliant, such a masterpiece has long been praised by the world." ”
"Strange, I haven't told anyone else about this poem?"
Just as Lin Ye was thinking about how to fool Du Fu over, Li Cunxiao on the side spoke, "Brother Lin, I just watched your fighting skills with Zimei, and my heart is very happy, I don't know if Brother Lin is willing to fight with Li?!" ”
Li Cunxiao's eyes were hot, and looking at Lin was like a hungry wolf who saw a little sheep.
Lin also tiptoed, turned over and got out of the ring, and pretended to sigh: "Although Lin is willing to fight with General Li, but according to the rules, you should fight with Brother Du again, although Lin is more than hearted, but I am really sorry for the rules."
Seeing that the other party disagreed, Li Cunxiao didn't say anything, and turned his head to look at Du Fu, "Brother Zimei, I'm afraid you can't cope with the battle, right?" ”
The disciples of Dayougong on the side helped Du Fu up and said to the three of them: "This Taoist friend is not worried, the second round of assessment lasts for seven days, and I Dayougong has prepared a guest room for you, and it is not too late to rest for one night and then compete."
Li Cunxiao thought for a while and said, "That's fine, then there will be Senior Brother Lao."
"It's a matter of the next division." The disciple of Dayougong nodded, and helped Du Fu to walk towards the guest room, "Come with me, two of you!" ”
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After placing Du Fu in place, the disciple who led the way turned to the two of them and said, "The guest room of the two of you is in ...... Alas? Where did the other Taoist friend go? ”
As soon as Li Cunxiao turned around, Lin Ye, who was still by his side just now, disappeared in a blink of an eye......
At this time, Lin Ye had already escaped from the garden over the wall, "No matter what kind of poet saint, the thirteen Taibao, first find Chicheng Mountain according to Long Bo's letter!" ”
In the night sky, a black shadow is speeding through the mountains and forests......
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[To be continued]