Just when Guo Jing and the others were discussing who should be sent to the competition, Huang Rong in the field suddenly turned her head to Huo Du and asked, "The first game is the first game, the second game is the second game, and the third game is the third game, that is certain." Yes and no? ”

Huo Du looked back proudly and said, "That's right. ”

After receiving an affirmative answer from the other party, Huang Rong turned around and smiled and said to Guo Jing, who looked confused, "Brother Jing, we have won." ”

Guo Jing was puzzled and asked, "Rong'er, what does this mean?" ”

Huang Rong said in a low voice, "Today, I will be under the king, and I will ...... with him."

After she said these two words, she looked directly at Zhu Ziliu opposite.

Zhu Ziliu smiled and continued, and said in a low voice, "Take the king and the middle; Take the king in the horse, and the other under the horse. After three generations, Tian Ji won again and again, and died as the king's daughter. ”

Guo Jing stared at him, and he couldn't understand what they were talking about.

Seeing that her husband still didn't understand, Huang Rong had no choice but to lean close to him and whispered, "Brother Jing, you are proficient in the art of war, how did you forget the clever strategy of Sun Bin, the ancestor of the art of war?" ”

When Guo Jing heard this, he remembered the "Wu Mu's Suicide Note" he read when he was a teenager, and Huang Rong once told him this story; Qi general Tian Ji and the king of Qi horse racing, betting on a thousand gold, Sun Bin taught Tian Ji a way to win, the inferior horse and the king of Qi's superior horse race, the superior horse and the king of Qi's medium horse race, with the middle horse and the king of Qi's inferior horse race, the result of two wins and one loss, won a thousand gold, now Huang Rong is the master of wisdom.

Seeing Guo Jing wake up, Huang Rong smiled and said, "Senior Brother Zhu, with your Yiyang Finger Kung Fu, it shouldn't be difficult to defeat this Mongolian prince." ”

Zhu Ziliu smiled but said nothing.

Zhu Ziliu was the champion in Dali back then, and he was the prime minister, and he was a well-educated person with outstanding intelligence.

The martial arts of the Duan faction of Dali are very particular about understanding, when Zhu Ziliu first listed the wall of the Southern Emperor, the martial arts were at the end of the four major disciples of Yuqiao Cultivation, and ten years later he had risen to the second place, but the martial arts at this time were far above the three senior brothers.

Master Yideng treats the four disciples equally, and all kinds of martial arts are taught to each other, but later he comprehends the most with Zhu Ziliu, especially Yiyang Finger Kung Fu is superb, at this time his martial arts are not as good as Guo Jing, Ma Yu, Qiu Chuji, etc., but he has surpassed Wang Chuyi, Hao Datong and others.

Guo Jing immediately understood his wife's arrangement, and hurriedly said, "Rong'er, it would be too dangerous to ask Daochang Hao to face the Golden Wheel Dharma King, although the victory or defeat has nothing to do with the overall situation, but I am afraid that the enemy will be too ruthless, and it will be difficult for Daochang Hao to resist." ”

He is used to being straightforward, and he doesn't care about his own counting, and whether it will be too polite to treat Hao Datong as a subordinate, I didn't expect that people would be embarrassed when they heard it.

And Hao Datong knows that this competition is related to the country's luck, and it is very different from the ordinary battle for fame in the martial arts, if the Mongolian national division robs the position of the leader of the world's hero alliance, the Han warriors are not only embarrassed, but also disheartened, but they are afraid that it will be difficult to form an alliance to resist the enemy and go to the national disaster together.

He said with indignation, "There is no need to worry about this, as long as it is beneficial to the country, even if the old Tao is killed at the hands of Tibetan monks, it is nothing." ”

Seeing that he said so righteously, Huang Rong thought for a while and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Daochang Hao, as long as we win the first two of the three competitions, then the third one naturally doesn't need to be compared." ”

Guo Jing couldn't help but be overjoyed when he heard it, and even claimed that it was.

I saw Zhu Ziliu smile and said, "I have a heavy responsibility below, if I can't defeat this Mongolian prince, then I will scold the heroes of the world." ”

Huang Rong hurriedly said, "Senior Brother Zhu doesn't need to be too humble, don't worry about going out." ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhu Ziliu walked to the center of the field, arched his hand to Huo Du, and said, "This first scene, by our people to ask Your Excellency for advice, our surname is Zhu Ziliu, my life is fond of chanting poetry, chanting and reading easy, and the martial arts are very sparse, I want to ask Your Excellency for more advice." ”

After speaking, he took out a pen from his sleeve and drew a few imaginary circles in the air, which was completely a pedantic appearance.

Seeing such a strange person, Huo Du secretly said, "The more this kind of person, the more profound martial arts, which is really not to be despised." ”

One by one, he clasped his fists with both hands as a salute, and said, "Xiao Wang asks for advice from his seniors, please show his blade." ”

Zhu Ziliu replied proudly, "Mongolia is a barbarian state, and it has not been educated by the saints. ”

Huo Du was annoyed in his heart after hearing this, and a touch of fierceness flashed in his eyes, you dare to insult me Mongolia, and I will definitely make you look good in a while!

Then he snapped a fan, and said coldly, "This is my blade, are you making a knife or a sword?" ”

Zhu Ziliu wrote the word "pen" in the air with a pen, and said with a smile: "I have been with the pen all my life, how can I make any blades?" ”

Huo Du looked at his pen intently, and saw that the bamboo pipe was sheep's hair, and there was nothing different from the pure pen used to point points in the martial arts, except for half an inch of ink on the tip of the pen.

Zhu frowned and said, "Since you don't use the blade, then let's divide the victory and defeat with our fists and feet." ”

Zhu Ziliu shook his head and said, "Definitely." China is a country of etiquette and righteousness, different from Mongolian barbarians. Jiazi papers, meet friends with a pen, the enemy has a pen but no knife, why do you need a blade? ”

This person was not happy to look at it, since this was the case, Huo Du didn't want to say anything, and as soon as he closed the fan, he went straight to Zhu Ziliu's forehead, "Don't talk nonsense, look at the move!" ”

Zhu Ziliu leaned sideways, shook his head and shook his head, his left palm swept in front of him, and the brush of his right hand slashed towards Huo Du's face.

Huo Du turned his head sideways to avoid, but seeing that the opponent was light and had strange moves, he didn't dare to attack at the moment, so he had to see the number of his martial arts first, and then decide on countermeasures.

Huo Du had already decided to go to the Central Plains to establish his prestige when he studied martial arts, so the Golden Wheel Dharma King once dismantled the proud tricks of the famous martial arts schools in Middle Earth with him one by one.

It's just a big road commodity that is widely circulated on the rivers and lakes, but it has also made Huo Du's self-confidence swell rapidly, and he feels that the kung fu of the Central Plains Martial Arts is nothing more than that.

Who knows that Zhu Ziliu will be in the air for a while, and see that the weapon he uses is already very strange, and the move is even more incredible, unheard of, I saw his pen in the air horizontal book oblique fishing, as if writing in general, but the pen is pointing, but everywhere is the human body.

Zhu Ziliu is the first calligraphy master in Tiannan, although he learned martial arts, but did not abandon the text, and later the more martial arts practiced, the more refined he became, he actually touched the class bypass, and fused a yang finger with calligraphy into a furnace.

This road of kung fu is his originality, no matter how strong the martial arts of others are, if there is no root in the belly, it is really difficult to resist his kung fu that has martial arts, martial arts, and martial arts to reach the high realm of martial arts.

Fortunately, Huo Du had read scriptures and learned poetry with Han Confucianism since he was a child, and he was still able to resist in the face of the coming situation.

Huo Du only saw the other party's brush shaking at this time, there is a little point in the calligraphy, there is calligraphy in the point, it is really a silver fishing iron stroke, the strength is sharp, and the majesty contains a beautiful bookish atmosphere.

Guo Jing on the side didn't understand literature, and he was secretly surprised when he saw it.

However, Huang Rong was inherited by her father's family, both civil and military, and when she saw Zhu Ziliu's wonderful martial arts, she couldn't help but appreciate it greatly.

Lu Qing on the steps has always liked to read, and his eyes lit up when he saw that Zhu Ziliu could use calligraphy to make moves, but he couldn't see it after looking at it for a while, and he turned his head to look at the little dragon girl beside him and asked, "Master, what is this?" ”

The dragon girl's eyes moved with Zhu Ziliu, and when she heard the question, she replied casually, "Fang Xuanling Monument." ”

Lu Qing nodded half-incomprehensibly, and then stopped asking, only looking at Zhu Ziliu in the field intently.

"Fang Xuanling Tablet" is the inscription written by Chu Suiliang, a minister of the Tang Dynasty, and it is a fine regular script. The predecessors commented on Chu Shu such as "the goddess scattered flowers", the calligraphy is strong and graceful, looking forward to the posture, the pen is volleying, and the magic of Yangyang control is extremely good.

Zhu Ziliu's "Yiyang Book Finger" refers to the pen as a substitute, and it is also a rigorous method of recruitment, just like a regular script.

In addition to practicing martial arts, the dragon girl's biggest interest is to play the piano and read books, and there are no other entertainment activities all day long, so she can naturally see the method made by Zhu Ziliu at a glance.

Although Huo Du didn't understand the essence of Yiyang Finger, he had finally written "Fang Xuanling Monument", and he could predict that Zhu Ziliu would follow the writing after that horizontal, but he also kept it in order, and there was no sign of defeat at all.

Zhu Ziliu saw that he knew this way of calligraphy, and turned his pen one by one, and shouted, "Be careful!" Cursive is coming. ”

After speaking, he suddenly took off the hat on his head, threw it to the ground, flew with long sleeves, ran wildly, and made a move that did not follow the rules at all, but saw that he was crazy, drunk, and evil, and the pen was dripping, pointing to the dragon and snake.

Guo Fu, who was on the sidelines, was stunned for a while, and said to Huang Rong, who had been staring at the two of them with a stupid expression, "Mother, is he crazy?" ”

Even Lu Yao, who was standing next to Guo Fu, said in a crisp voice in unison: "Is he crazy?" ”

Glancing slightly at the girl in red, Huang Rong smiled and said, "Well, if you drink three more glasses, the gesture will be even better." ”

After speaking, Zhuang Ding lifted the wine jug in his hand, poured three glasses of wine, and shouted, "Brother Zhu, drink three glasses to cheer up." ”

After speaking, he held the glass in his left hand, flicked the middle finger of his right hand on the glass, and the wine glass flew steadily past.

Zhu Ziliu raised his pen and pulled it out, forced Huo Du to take a step away, took the wine glass with one hand and drank it all in one gulp, and then Huang Rong's second and third cups continued to bounce off.

Huo Du saw that the two of them were persuading him to drink in front of the battle, but he didn't put himself in his eyes, and wanted to knock the wine glass down with a fan, but Huang Rong made do with Zhu Ziliu's brushwork, and always took advantage of the gap to pop out the wine glass, which could make Huo Du unable to hit it every time.

Zhu Ziliu drank three cups in a row and shouted, "Thank you!" What a handsome finger magic kung fu! ”

Huang Rong said with a smile: "Senior Brother Zhu is so sharp, 'self-talk'!" ”

Zhu Ziliu smiled, but in her heart she was secretly thinking that I Zhu Mou was conceited and smart all her life, but she was always inferior to this little girl, and I had been studying all the way for more than ten years, and she saw through it at a glance.

It turned out that the book he wrote at this time was Zhang Xu's "self-talk" in the Tang Dynasty, and Zhang Xu was known as the "grass saint", which was the saint of cursive writing.

Du Fu "drank the song of the eight immortals" poem "Zhang Xu" three cups of grass holy biography, took off his hat and exposed the crown of the prince, waving the paper like a cloud of smoke. ”

At this time, Lu Qing, who was standing on the high platform, looked sideways at the little dragon girl with a quiet face and said, "Master, why do you have to persuade you to drink more than in the test?" ”

The dragon girl's beautiful eyes turned slightly, swept to Huang Rong, who had a dignified face in the field, and said softly, "Persuade him to have three glasses of wine, first, to fit his identity in making this kung fu, second, to make him more drunk, and his brushwork to be more sharp, and third, to frustrate the sharpness of the Mongolian." ”

Lu Qing couldn't help but suddenly realize after hearing this, nodded and said, "Oh~"

At this time, I saw the word "Dao" written by Zhu Ziliu in "The Bearer Fights for the Dao", and he got the most fishing strokes and drew straight on Huo Du's clothes.

In the roar of laughter, Huo Du staggered back.

The Golden Wheel Dharma King's eyes opened and closed, as if he didn't care about the battle situation in front of him, but in fact, everything was clearly visible, seeing that Huo Du had fallen into the disadvantage, he suddenly opened his mouth to speak, and the group only heard his voice very loud, but no one understood what he was saying.

Because His Holiness was not speaking the official dialect of the Central Plains at this time, but Tibetan.

Although the heroes didn't understand, Huo Du in the field instantly understood what the master meant, which was to remind himself that he should not blindly stick to it, and he must make the "Wind and Thunder Gong" compete with the other party.

At that moment, he let out a long howl, slapped his right sleeve and left sleeve, puffed up a gust of wind, and rushed towards Zhu Ziliu.

The strong wind was fierce, and the onlookers involuntarily gradually retreated, only to hear him shouting and cheering like a thunderbolt in his mouth.

Zhu Ziliu struggled low, strides high, and he fought equally, the two rolled over and dismantled more than 100 moves, Zhu Ziliu is about to finish writing a "self-talk post", the pen is changing, the shot is slow, the pen is thin and hard, and the ancient meaning is full.

Seeing this, Huang Rong sighed to herself, "The ancients said that 'thin and hard square is spiritual', and this way's 'stone carving of the slope road' is really an unprecedented wonder." ”

In the field, Huo Du still used the "Wind and Thunder Gong" against the enemy, but the opponent's strength was strong, his fan was correspondingly stronger, and the shouting was even more fierce, and the people with inferior martial arts couldn't stand on the sidelines, and couldn't help but retreat to the edge of the patio step by step.

At this time, Zhu Ziliu's pen became more and more ugly, but his strength was gradually strengthened.

Huo Du was secretly frightened, and gradually felt that it was difficult to catch the model.

His Holiness suddenly shouted eight more Tibetan words.

The surrounding heroes didn't know what these eight words meant, but they shook everyone's ears.

Zhu Ziliu became anxious, thinking to himself, "If he changes his tactics again, I don't know when this fight will be over, I will take the lead for the Great Song Dynasty with the old appearance of Dali, but I must not lose, which will be ashamed of Yibang and Shimen." ”

Suddenly, Zhu Ziliu's penmanship changed again, the pen is not like writing, but it is like taking an axe to chisel on the stone, looking along his brushwork, but seeing that every word written is coiled and entangled, it is like a small painting, this is the most ancient big seal.

Even the erudite and talented Huang Rong can't recognize it all, let alone Huo Du.

Huo Du really only knew one or two words about this ancient seal, and he didn't know what words the other party was writing, so he naturally couldn't guess the trend of calligraphy and strokes, and it was difficult to parry.

Zhu Ziliu will come out with a word and a word seal, the text is ancient and mysterious, and as the basis of calligraphy, a yang finger is also correspondingly strengthened, Huo Du waved out, retracted a little later, Zhu Ziliu brush shaking, has been inscribed on his fan a big seal.

Huo Du looked at the fan and blurted out blankly, "Is this the word 'net'?" ”

Zhu Ziliu stroked his beard and smiled, "No, this is the word 'Er'." ”

Then he stretched out his pen and wrote another word on his fan.

Huo Du said: "This is the word 'month'?" ”

Zhu Ziliu shook his head and said, "Wrong, that's the word 'nai'." ”

Huo Du was depressed, shook the fan, to avoid his pen, no longer let him inscribe on the fan, but Zhu Ziliu's left palm was attacked, Huo Du hurriedly stretched out his palm to resist the enemy, but he took advantage of the void to enter, and inscribed two words on the fan, just because he was in a hurry, it was not a big seal, but it was cursive.

Huo Du naturally knew these two words, and couldn't help but shout, "Barbarian!?" ”

Zhu Ziliu laughed and said, "Yes, it's 'Ernai Barbarian'." ”

The heroes were resentful of the Mongol iron cavalry invasion and the cruelty of the people, all of them were resentful, and they all cheered loudly when they heard Zhu Ziliu scolding him as "Er Nai barbarian".

Huo Du gave him the four "Yiyang Book Fingers" of the real grass and the seal to kill him so that he was already a little timid, and at this time, when he heard such a huge cheer, his heart couldn't help but be even more confused.

But seeing Zhu Ziliu vibrating his pen and waving three ancient characters in the air, how could Huo Du still want to recognize any words at this time? I had to reluctantly raise the fan to protect the key point in my chest.

But I suddenly felt a numbness in my knees, and it turned out that Zhu Ziliu had turned the pen upside down and hit the acupoint.

Huo Dudan felt that his knees were sore, so he was about to kneel down, and he screamed in his heart that if he knelt down, he would no longer be ashamed.

Hurriedly took a breath and rushed towards the acupoint between his knees, ready to jump away and admit defeat.

But Zhu Ziliu's pen is like electricity, and then it is another point.

He used the pen to refer to it, and used the pen to make a series of fingering moves, how could Huo Du resist it at this time?

His knees were numb, and he finally knelt down, his face completely bloodless.

Seeing this, the heroes thundered with joy.

Guo Jing looked at Huang Rong and said happily: "Your brilliant plan has been completed." ”

Huang Rong smiled slightly and did not speak.

Xiao Wu watched the fight, and saw that Uncle Zhu's Yiyang fingering was endlessly changing, and they were all greatly admired, and I couldn't help but secretly think that Uncle Zhu's skills were so profound and strong, turned into calligraphy, and there were still many mysterious changes, and I don't know when I would be able to learn like him.

Seeing that everyone around him was admiring this strange uncle who made a move with a pen, Lu Yao muttered in a puzzled whisper, "Why don't I see how powerful it is?" It feels like it's too far away from my brother's Phaseless Finger."

And the dragon girl standing on the steps also thought the same thing in her heart at this time, and secretly said, "This person's one-yang finger is indeed a rare and powerful fingering technique, but it is still a lot worse than 'his' colorless and formless, rigid and domineering Wuxiang Finger."

Just when everyone was admiring Zhu Ziliu's powerful fingers, they suddenly heard a scream of "ah" from the field, and everyone hurriedly turned around, only to see that Zhu Ziliu had fallen to the sky.

This change was very abrupt, and everyone was surprised.

It turned out that after Huo Du admitted defeat, Zhu Ziliu thought that he hit his acupoint with Yiyang fingering, which was completely different from the ordinary acupoint method, and it was difficult for others to rescue, so he reached out and pressed it a few times under his coercion, and luck unlocked his acupoint.

How do you know that Huo Du's acupoint has just been solved, the killing machine is steep, he moans slightly in his mouth, he has not yet stood up straight, and the thumb of his right hand pressed the fan handle, and four poisonous nails flew out of the fan bone, all of which were nailed to Zhu Ziliu's body.

Originally, the master competed, and once he saw that he won or lost, he must not act again, not to mention that in front of everyone in the hall, who would have expected him to suddenly make a plot?

Huo Duruo launched a hidden weapon on the occasion of the competition, although the fan bone hidden nail was ingenious, but it was also impossible to hurt the other party, but at this time, Zhu Ziliu solved his acupoint, and he was not more than a foot away, this secret weapon was close to the body instantly, even if the martial arts were high, it was difficult to dodge.

The four nails are coated with the poison produced by the XZ Snow Mountain, and Zhu Ziliu is poisoned by the nails, and the whole body is in pain immediately, and it is difficult to stand.

The heroes were shocked and angry, and they all pointed at Huo Du and denounced him for being despicable and shameless.

Huo Du smiled and said, "Xiao Wang turned defeat into victory, what is there to be ashamed of?" Let's compete first, and we didn't say that we can't use hidden weapons, if this Brother Zhu uses hidden weapons to hit Xiao Wang first, then I will also accept my fate. ”

Although everyone felt that he was strong and reasonable, and they couldn't refute it for a while, they still scolded endlessly.

Guo Jing snatched out and picked up Zhu Ziliu, only to see four small nails nailed to his chest, and saw a strange look on his face, knowing that the poison on the hidden weapon was very strange, he hurriedly stretched out his finger and pointed at his three big points first, so that the blood flow was slow, the meridians were occluded, and the poisonous gas would not be emitted into his heart.

looked back at Huang Rong with an anxious face and said, "What should I do?" ”

Huang Rong frowned and was silent, knowing that in order to cure this poison, Huo Du or King Jinlun would personally use the medicine, but how to get the antidote was a little hesitant for a while.

Seeing that his junior brother was deeply poisoned, Dian Cangyu was worried and angry, pulled up the corner of his robe and stuffed it in the belt, and was about to run out to fight Huo Du.

Huang Rong thought about the overall plan of the competition, and thought, "The other party has already won a game, the fisherman brother is out, and the other party Darba is fighting, and we have no chance of winning." ”

Busy said: "Senior brother, slow down!" ”

Dian Cangyu Yin asked, "What?" ”

Rao is Huang Rong is full of resourcefulness, but she can't answer at this time, she has already lost the first game, and the next two games are even more difficult.

And after Huo Du's cunning defeated Zhu Ziliu, he stood in the middle of the field and looked around, which was indispensable.

At a glance, I only heard a cold voice gently coming into everyone's ears, "I'll come." ”

The group of heroes followed the sound and looked up, and found that the person who spoke was actually the woman in white who was standing quietly on the high platform with a beautiful face

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