Chapter 239: Panasonic Blood (Part II)
This glance only stayed for a moment, Pei Ye sat stunned, and Ji Changyun on the field smiled and put away the sword: "Yi Yunlang looks, if this sword continues, is it enough to coordinate the sword of Kongtong Zhufeng?" β
The woman turned around and said softly, "No." β
Ji Changyun sighed lightly and nodded.
He raised his sword again and said: "The sword master asked for the sword for thousands of miles, and I haven't heard of anyone who has seen "Jian Tao", and the old man is grateful for his love. β
"I haven't seen this sword from the peak master."
Ji Changyun smiled: "I heard that the sword master left in a hurry last time, and he didn't enter the sword belly mountain to take a look, after today's sword meeting, would you like to take the time to give advice?" β
"Luckily."
This much-anticipated sword meeting ended with two swords, and among the two swords, the two world's top grandmasters touched the top of themselves, and the countless details condensed in this combined sword are worth pondering repeatedly, but for many people present, it may only be when they cross a certain threshold many years later that they will suddenly recall a certain period of sword light that has disappeared in a flash and has not been noticed today.
After all, this is just a sword game, not a fight, let alone a life-and-death duel, and the two grandmasters left the scene. The lotus platform stood for a long time, leaving people to digest the two swords just now.
Pei Ye raised his head after coming back to his senses, but saw that Ji Changyun had already left, and only the rest of the peak masters above the lotus head were sitting beside the woman, talking softly about different questions.
"Uncle Shi is like this, in fact, this is the first time I have seen him since I started." A crisp voice sounded beside him, Pei Ye turned his head, and Kong Lanting was also retracting his gaze from above, "Master said that since thirty years ago, he has been obsessed with the sword of Kongtong, and he has been in the deep mountains, and for so many years, he has not known anything about the affairs of the door. β
"Yuanwu Peak is one of the five peaks, isn't Lord Ji Feng in the Lotus Heart Pavilion?"
"There is a position, but it is said that he has never attended, and Yuan Wufeng has always been in charge of Senior Uncle Xiao - it is Senior Brother Xi's master." Kong Lanting said, "And the master of the door is also-"
The young man's words stopped here in time, and he turned his head and said, "Brother Pei, do you understand the sword master's sword just now?" β
Pei Ye smiled and shook his head: "How is it possible." β
"Oh"
"You show me the page again."
"What?"
"What a sword song?" Pei Ye turned his head and glanced at Yan Caiyue again, and turned back and said, "I'll take a closer look." β
"Oh, oh!"
During the conversation, two more rounds had passed on the field, Pei Ye paid a little attention, and found that Kongtong Zhufeng was indeed scattered in the inheritance of the sword, even if it was not a different style, it was not sticky, and for a while he really understood why a person as amazing and brilliant as Ji Changyun could not be cast in one furnace after forty years of immersion.
He carefully watched this move [Pine in the Mist] until his eyes moved, and Yan Caiyue raised his sword again.
This time, his opponent was already standing on the court, it was Zhang Jingbi.
"Senior Brother Zhang is actually quite pitiful." Kong Lanting held his face and said, "Compared to Xianqiao Peak, which has no talents, Caiwu Peak is the real withering. Senior Brother Zhang's talent was originally very good, but unfortunately his father died early, and his mother succeeded him as the peak master, and his cultivation qualifications were the lowest among the peaks, especially if he didn't learn "Fengshan Ming", no one could teach Senior Brother Zhang. β
Pei Ye followed Kong Lanting's gaze, and far away, a woman in a colorful skirt sat at the end, her face should be very upright, but the corners of her mouth were habitually pulled down, and her face was tense and cold, so she was a little mean.
"That's Senior Aunt Xu, who had just entered the Xuanmen when she succeeded her, and now after all these years, there is still no sign of climbing to the next level." Kong Lanting said in a low voice, "There are actually only five people in Caiwu Peak now, and two of them are still just getting started, and Senior Brother Zhang is already a senior disciple of this generation. β
Pei Ye nodded slowly, low, strong, and doting on his only son. Growing up under such wings, and it is the most sensitive age of self-esteem, Zhang Jingbi is eager to agree, but also unwilling to bow his head, both want to stand upright, but also unwilling to disobey his mother to put down his face and the most fundamental thing is that "Fengshan Ming" has no biography, even if he wants to rely on his own efforts, he can't climb the ladder.
Pei Ye was also a little surprised by the exquisite mind of the young man next to him for a while - when he was eleven years old, he would only beat his classmates one by one in the martial arts hall, but he definitely couldn't understand this.
"Fortunately, Senior Brother Xi takes care of him very much." Kong Lanting said on his knees, "In the past two years, I have always gone to Caiwu Peak to greet him and instruct him in the way of the sword, Senior Brother Zhang has made rapid progress - Senior Brother Yan used to laugh at him for taking the first place in the sword of the three barren peaks, but in fact, Caiwu is the most desolate one." β
Pei Ye nodded: "I used to see that this Yan Caiyue should be a fifth life, and Zhang Jingbi is too?" β
"That's right." Kong Lanting snapped his fingers and said, "Senior Brother Yan has five lives, Senior Brother Zhang has five lives, Senior Sister Guan has five lives, and I am the fourth life. Senior Brother Xi has been born for seven years! Brother Pei, what kind of cultivation are you? β
"I've just been six years old."
"Wow." Kong Lanting held his head high, "Then I think. You may be even more powerful than Senior Brother Xi. β
Guan Qianyan glanced over secretly.
"It's nothing if I didn't guess right just now." Kong Lanting immediately said, "Then don't you have to guess again, Brother Pei, who do you guess will win this game?" β
"I didn't mean thatβbut I can guess this one." The girl obviously wanted to interject for a long time, "Of course Senior Brother Yan won." β
Pei Ye looked up at the two people on the field from the sword scroll, and also nodded: "The sword is like its own person, it is already standing on the stage, but Brother Zhang is still not very confident in his sword, I think Brother Yan has a better chance of winning." β
Kong Lanting felt a little bored: "Senior Brother Xi may have a different opinion?" β
"Senior Brother Xi has already left."
During the conversation, a sword roared in the distance.
The annual [Iron Pine Sword Discussion] is not just a relaxed atmosphere of sword discussion, it is actually a display of the strength and potential of each peak, disciples under twenty attend the sword discussion, and the people of the Lotus Heart Pavilion sit at the top of the head.
Yan Caiyue, who is the sword of "White Rainbow Chapter", is undoubtedly the person who Xianqiao Peak has high hopes for this year, and he has won three games before this, especially after just beating Kong Wen, this year's Xianqiao Peak has a chance to rank in the top five.
Caiwu Peak is also the third game, yesterday Zhang Jingbi has defeated the two disciples of the end of the peak, and now suddenly encountering a strong player like Yan Caiyue is not an unreasonable competition system, because last year, Xianqiao Peak was also ranked at the bottom of the volume, only one place behind Caiwu.
Zhang Jingbi's body was tense and his sword hilt was tightened, his lips pursed and his eyes straightened, it was obvious that he was not winning or losing this battle.
Yan Caiyue slowly drew his sword and looked at the person opposite coldly and arrogantly. His posture was much more relaxed, and most of the consumption of the previous one had recovered, and this one was obviously a dessert after a hard battle.
After the victory, the young man did not even bother to make any more mockery.
The second sword roared.
Yan Caiyue didn't say a word, and the sword came out of Changhong.
A mighty sword appeared on the field again, this time Pei Ye cast his eyes seriously, and felt that this sword was a little more urgent, but Zhang Jingbi really couldn't grasp it.
However, Zhang Jingbi's sword was also slightly unexpected - it was not so unbearable, the sword was actually very solid, and at this time he carried a steady sword, the quality of this sword was actually quite good, but the level of the teenager was indeed not reached, and it was broken by Changhong's sword.
"The [Heng Cane Fighting Owl] of "Fengshan Ming"." Kong Lanting said on the side, "Senior Brother Zhang has used this trick in the first two games, and after blocking, there is a very amazing attack. But now it has been directly defeated, but unfortunately it is invisible. β
"This sword is very powerful." Pei Ye nodded sincerely.
"Yes! According to the earlier ranking, "Fengshan Ming" is ranked seventh in Kongtong Zhufeng, two places higher than "White Rainbow Chapter". Kong Lanting said, adding, "That's why it's more difficult to learn." β
"Master Zhang Fengβthat is, Senior Brother Zhang's fatherβwas the only one who could do it when he was there, and when he died, no one could learn the whole story."
Guan Qianyan sighed lightly on the side: "It's a pity that Zhufeng doesn't know swordsmanship, some people look at the treasure house, and some people have no sword to learnβah, they fight so hard." β
on the field.
Yan Caiyue defeated the enemy with a sword, not looking at the gap broken by this sword at all, but continued to chase Zhang Jingbi's sword strongly, as if he was bound to unload his sword head-on to win this battle.
Zhang Jingbi obviously saw this intention, his face suddenly turned red, he gritted his teeth and held the sword, all the true qi was injected into his wrist, and the sword was barely unloaded, and he staggered back three steps to support the sword.
Yan Caiyue was still expressionless, and once again he used his sword to advance straight, and the straight and terrifying rainbow qi made many people exclaim softly.
In the scattering of needles, his sword is as bright as the sun.
The last form of "White Rainbow Chapter" is the sword that has just ended Kong Wen, [Guanri].
It's such a ruthless way of playing.
- If you use all your true qi to hold your sword, and you don't want to lose it, he will ignore the empty doors that are thus exposed, and still want to break your long sword with one sword.
Zhang Jingbi gritted his teeth again and set up a defensive position, and all the surging true qi poured into the long sword and arms, completely giving up other postures, as if he wanted to fight for this breath.
At this time, Yan Caiyue could resist his vital point with a random sword, but he still slammed straight into him with a long rainbow.
The sonic shock of the gold and iron in the audience, the waves of true qi swept the pine needles on the ground in an instant, and the next moment Zhang Jingbi's body was knocked away, anyone could see the scattering of the true qi in his body, but the long sword did not take off after all.
Zhang Jingbi gritted his teeth and lowered his body.
In a way, he should have won. But Yan Caiyue didn't stop his sword at all.
It's not a stubborn fight after a sword fails, but his breath has not been used up yet.
The second long rainbow suddenly rose againβthe second [Penetrating Sun] without any respite.
The two strong swords that were so closely connected were definitely tending to the limit, Guan Qianyan exclaimed, this was actually beyond many people's expectations - even when facing Kong Wen just now, Yan Caiyue did not use this "stupid and straight" fighting style.
This squeezing limit attack is indeed not as powerful as the first sword, but Zhang Jingbi, who also has no time to raise his spirit, is obviously unable to catch any more swords.
But the sword light of the next moment made everyone hold their breath.
When Zhang Jingbi stepped into the ring, he used three times to defend the sword, and was defeated three times.
In the face of the fourth oppression, the sword in his hand changed its defensive position for the first time.
A strange spinning sword.
True Qi and Sword Momentum are condensed from scattered, and ascend from low. Some of the elders on the stage had already stared at each other in surprise.
The lonely cane covers the mountain to find the phoenix, the thorns pierce the skin, the snake attacks people, after the ordeal, exhaust the strength to climb to the top of the mountain, or can smell the high sky phoenix, suddenly clear and energetic, such as muscles and bones.
Therefore, it is precisely when such a true qi collapses and you can't even hold the sword that it is the easiest time to be used.
Zhang Jingbi gritted his teeth and glared at the person who came with a sword in front of him, and the sword in the young man's hand sounded a clear and jade-like roar.
"Fengshan Song" Β· [Broken Stick and Smelling the Phoenix]
No one would have expected that this young man, who was despised by everyone, had already learned the Sword of the Legend of Colorful Mist Peak!
Both of them are five lives, and the sun is already exhausted, but Feng Ming has just risen from Qingyue.
Everything happened in a hurry, the two swords suddenly intersected, and Yan Caiyue's sword suddenly tilted out of control. The young man's pupils constricted, and all the previous arrogance had to be paid at this time.
Zhang Jingbi's sword was also a little out of control, and the repeated sword attacks did make his wrist numb, but in the face of such a huge empty door, no matter how imperfect the sword was, it was enough to reach the opponent's throat.
Zhang Jingbi's eyes were red, his teeth were trembling, and anyone could see the flame in the young man's heart. He has never confided the news, just to surprise the four at this time!
But Pei Ye on the stage had raised his eyebrows slightly: "Is this sword [Pine in the Mist]?" β
Kong Lanting was stunned, and Yan Caiyue on the stage had regained control of the long sword.
Many times, it is still a matter of luck to rely on one and a half moves to fill the gap in all aspects of kendo, and now Zhang Jingbi is indeed missing a little.
In just a millimeter, a moment before the tip of the sword was on Yan Caiyue's throat, a new sword was born from the scattered and messy sword momentum.
It's like seeing a green pine in the hazy white mist, so fresh, so eye-catching.
This sword was also in a hurry, but after all, it resisted Zhang Jingbi's equally skewed sword tip.
Pei Ye watched the sword fight with a scroll.
Although the smell of gunpowder is very strong, for a teenager who is accustomed to life and death, everything is actually within the normal range.
The test was originally a martial arts, martial arts was the way to kill, and there was a vicious aura in his heart, and he had long known that he couldn't expect all his opponents to be polite. Some people point to the end, and some people are unyielding; There is a gentle chess competition, and there is a fight with real fire, which is just a competition.
It is indeed interesting and fresh to watch the two strange swordsmanship that are excellent enough, and at this time, Pei Ye said with a smile: "If you also use this sword like him, then I know what Miss Ming means." β
Kong Lanting opened his eyes, and he hadn't recovered from this ever-changing competition: "Is there anything wrong with using it like this?" β
"It's not that it's wrong, or it's a little inadequate." Pei Li smiled, "I also guess, but using a sword like this does lack some charm." β
He pointed to this line of words and said: "[Pine in the fog], have you ever seen the pine come out of the cold fog?" β
Kong Lanting hesitated a little and said, "When I practiced this sword, I went to see it, but. . Didn't pay attention to anything. β
"There are water droplets." Pei Li said, "What I saw when I was a child running in the mountains, there are often dew droplets on the tips of pine needles, and there is fog and no fog, is it different? β
Guan Qianyan, who was eavesdropping on the side, was stunned, but Kong Lanting's eyes lit up: "Fresher, more like alive." β
"More 'moving'." Pei Ye said with a smile, "This sword is rigid when used as a static sword, and it has become a dry painting, it should be more moist and fresh, it is a dynamic reality, and it is for 'water and light and loose fog'." β
Kong Lanting opened her mouth slightly, and said in a daze: "I see. No wonder I used up this sword, and I always had to secretly adjust my true qi a few times later."
Pei Li nodded and smiled, and returned the sword scroll to him.
Kong Lanting took it: "Brother Pei, you are too powerful!" After watching it for a while, you can understand that no wonder the sword master likes you so much! β
"It's Miss Ming who is a little bit of a first, you can understand it if you think about it, I'm just a bystander." Pei Ye smiled, "And I'm annoyed by Miss Ming a lot, I think she should bother me." β
"You can even bother the sword master." Kong Lanting said enviously.
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Kong Lanting hugged the scroll and thought for a while, and said a little embarrassed: "But I think the sword master should also like me." β
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"The sword master took the initiative to say that he wanted to annotate the sword scripture for me, I didn't dare to bother her, and other senior brothers and sisters didn't have this treatment." Kong Lanting said, and then looked at Pei Li with some curiosity, "Brother Pei, let me ask you a question." β
"Huh?"
"What is your identity, why did you call the sword master 'Ming girl'?"
That's what I shouted at the beginning."
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"What's wrong?"
"I'm so envious."
What is the envy of this, I didn't understand anything at that time, and shouted nonsense. Miss Ming is not as knowledgeable as me. Pei Ye looked at him strangely, "And Miss Ming doesn't care about the title." β
"How is that possible?" Kong Lanting glanced at him like a little adult, "When Miss Ming was in Shenjing two years ago, when they met for the first time, those princes and princes all respectfully called the sword master and the young sword master, and in this way, the sword master often ignored it. β
"Huh?" Pei Ye was really a little surprised, he always felt that women were not as difficult to contact as they seemed, but they were actually very approachable, how could they do something that they didn't pay attention to when they met for the first time, "Why?" β
"Because of [Spiegel Bingjian]." Kong Lanting said as a matter of course, "Why don't you know anything. The sword master never distinguishes what a person's heart is, and the feeling in the first reflection determines her attitude towards this person. β
β.β Pei Ye really knew it for the first time, but he remembered that the woman had broken through his subtle thoughts in a word when he taught the sword for the first time, and he felt that this was indeed the case, "Then, doesn't Miss Ming know how to read minds?" β
"That's not that godly, is it?" Kong Lanting looked at him hesitantly, "You should know better than me, I still want to ask you." β
"What do you want to inquire about?" Pei Li said, "I still know something else. Mainly about glass. β
Kong Lanting was a little embarrassed: "It has nothing to do with Liuli, I actually want to call Sister Ming, the sword master, but I don't think she likes me that much, what do you think, Brother Pei?" β
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"Huh?" Kong Lanting looked at him expectantly.
"I think," Pei Ye glanced at him, "Miss Ming may not like this title very much." β
"Oh." Kong Lanting was a little disappointed, "Okay. β
Pei Ye was a little funny: "Do you like Miss Ming so much?" β
"Of course!" Kong Lanting said as a matter of course, "Who doesn't like the sword master, who is so powerful, and he also gave me a serious commentary on the sword scripture, and the sword master is really the best-looking and best-looking person I have ever seen." β
Pei Ye somewhat understood why the woman treated him so specially, this little boy did have a delicate and pure heart, Pei Ye was in a better mood for a while, and lowered his head and smiled.
"What are you laughing at?" Kong Lanting misunderstood, "Isn't the Ming Sword Master the best-looking person you've ever seen?" I don't believe it. β
Pei Ye smiled and nodded: "Of course, of course Miss Ming is also me-"
β.β The words suddenly stopped, the young man opened his mouth, his expression drooped slightly, and swallowed the second half of the sentence.
His eyes returned to the stage.
Kong Lanting looked at him slightly stunned, and closed his mouth obediently.
And that's what happened in this moment.
The two teenagers on the field who were struggling at the same time had already launched the next battle again, but with the collision of sword blades, the situation was irreversibly tilted towards Yan Caiyue.
This is the result of Pei Ye retracting his gaze, when the trick is no longer there, the real strength will reoccupy everything.
Yan Caiyue pursed his lips and ruthlessly pressed Zhang Jingbi a little bit, no matter who watched, this young man was completely aroused.
Zhang Jingbi gritted his teeth and looked at him with bare eyes, but he couldn't reverse anything, and when the strength came back, Yan Caiyue's long sword lit up again with a light as bright as day.
This is the sword that ends this battle.
It even remains. It was a sword that went straight towards Zhang Jingbi's hand.
He just wants to defeat the person in front of him with the most merciless humiliation!
Of course, Zhang Jingbi was powerless to resist, he stared at the person in front of him like a beast, and the bright white sun had drowned his pupils.
It was in this moment.
In the moment before the [Piercing Sun] sword came out, a sword light cut into this gap with a strange sharpness and precision.
Everything seemed to fall silent, and only the picture told everyone how deadly it was.
An arm with a sword flew up, blood splattering through the air.
Even the predecessors of Zhufeng didn't fully react, and several figures flew down, but a moment ago, this sword had already cut into Yan Caiyue's lower abdomen.
True Qi stirred and exploded.
The young man knelt down in pain, and the next moment Zhang Jingbi was violently pushed away by the palm wind, and the elders who couldn't see their identities clearly for a while had pressed Yan Caiyue's lower abdomen.
When Pei Ye pressed his sword and got up, he heard a hidden angry voice from below: "Where are the people from the medical hall?!" The vein tree is broken! β
(End of chapter)