Chapter Eighty-Seven: Writing Life
Vertical and horizontal kendo!
When Tang Shance called out these four words, the eyes of all the audience lit up and they didn't blink.
"Phantom light!" Ouyang Zizhong let out a low snort, a trace of emotion finally appeared on his cold face, facing the fierce Tang Shance, he did not retreat but advanced, the long sword in his hand swung suddenly, and pieces of dazzling brilliance continued to shoot out from the sword, and went straight towards Tang Shance!
Tang Shance snorted coldly, rushed violently, a few steps away, and as soon as he grabbed it, he actually took the initiative to submerge into Ouyang Zizhong's endless sword light!
Ouyang Zizhong's long sword was swaying, and the entire ring was full of white brilliance, and the figures of the two had been completely annihilated in it, and it was no longer possible to distinguish them.
For a while, the sound of gold and iron in the ring was loud, and the onlookers all stood on tiptoe and widened their eyes, but they couldn't see anything except that piece of brilliance!
Seeing this scene, Shui Xie smiled faintly and said calmly: "Ouyang Zizhong lost. ”
Wang Weidong also nodded, his usual obscene expression had long since disappeared, and a solemnity flashed in his eyes, and said, "It's just a few moves, I didn't expect Tang Shance to be so powerful." ”
Sure enough, after only a few breaths, the sound of ping-pong in everyone's ears dissipated, and the dazzling brilliance in the ring disappeared immediately, as if it had never existed.
Everyone's eyes widened as they looked into the ring with a strong look of disbelief in their eyes.
The corners of Tang Shance's mouth curled slightly, and he stood upright, the cyan long sword in his hand was resting on Ouyang Zizhong's neck.
On the other hand, Ouyang Zizhong's brows were slightly furrowed, his long sword hung on the ground, and a trace of imperceptible blood dripped down his wrist. With a hint of dejection on his face, Ouyang Zizhong said coldly: "Brother Tang's skills are superior, and he admits defeat." ”
Under the ring, a young man with a face more grim than Ouyang Zizhong saw this scene, snorted heavily, and immediately squeezed away from the crowd and turned to leave.
"Bang!" another gong sounded, and the judge's voice sounded: "Tang Shance won this competition, and Ouyang Zizhong entered the loser's group!"
Ouyang Zizhong turned his face and just saw the young man leaving, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, and then he smiled bitterly and walked out of the ring silently.
"You're good. Tang Shance said loudly at Ouyang Zizhong's back.
When Ouyang Zizhong heard this, his body suddenly stopped, then he shook his head and said with a wry smile: "My strength, if compared to the heirs of the Divine Palace, is far behind. ”
Tang Shance smiled slightly, looked at the cold figure in the crowd in the distance, the battle intent in his eyes was infinitely ignited, and said, "I, waiting for him to challenge." ”
"Okay!" At this time, the cheers of the onlookers finally rang out, and they echoed over the entire Limo Square.
Although they basically couldn't see how Tang Shance had won, it was only a few breaths before he put his sword on the opponent's neck, and this kind of strength was enough for them to cheer loudly.
"Is this true? It's over? It's too soon!" the fifth master rubbed his eyes, looking incredulous.
"A peak martial artist meets a martial artist, how long do you think that martial artist can last?" Wang Weidong glanced at him disdainfully and snorted.
Hearing this, the five masters were not angry but happy, and shouted loudly: "Great! I buy Tang Shance to win, and one hundred taels of silver can be doubled!"
"You filthy guy, you actually bought a hundred taels!" Wang Weidong yelled at the five masters, then smiled and said proudly: "I bought a thousand taels." ”
Water Pavilion: "......"
Yin Fei: "......"
Looking at Tang Shance's figure in the ring, Jian Fan's eyes were full of blazing color, stroking the heavy guardian mace behind him, and muttering in his heart: "One day, I will become stronger than him." ”
Tang Shance had a faint smile on his face and slowly walked out of the ring. Although it was crowded, the onlookers spontaneously moved out of the way and looked at him with a fiery face.
Tang Shance walked straight to the water pavilion, smiled lightly and said, "When I saw you, I had a feeling that we were very similar in some places, as if we had seen them somewhere. ”
Shui Xie put one hand behind his back, as if he had expected Tang Shance to say this, smiled freely, bowed slightly, and said, "There are indeed many similarities."
Only Wang Weidong pouted disdainfully on the side: "This method of accosting is too old-fashioned." ”
At this time, all eyes were focused on the two of them, although the Water Pavilion was the biggest hit of the show conference, and its name was very loud, but because there were still relatively few people who knew the Water Pavilion, everyone was a little puzzled, and they didn't know what Tang Shance was doing when he came to the Water Pavilion.
Tang Shance's eyes suddenly revealed a touch of sharpness, his body leaned forward slightly, and he leaned closer to the water pavilion and whispered: "I can settle the matter between me and Xu Zilong myself, I hope you and the Holy Mountain will not interfere." ”
Shui Xue's eyes suddenly became fierce, and he said coldly: "With you, you can't kill Xu Zilong." ”
Hearing this, Tang Shance's body shook suddenly, as if he remembered some painful past, and the confident color in his eyes disappeared completely, replaced by a strong sense of depression and melancholy.
Jian Fan watched quietly from the side, his face full of doubts, he really didn't understand why a person who was majestic just now would become like this at this moment, this kind of transformation speed is too staggering.
"You're right. Looking at the same clear eyes of the water pavilion, a slender and melancholy figure gradually emerged in front of Tang Shance's eyes: "You're right, I lost to him before, and I still can't kill him." ”
At this moment, Tang Shance's eyes were overflowing with sadness, and he shook his head and sighed.
"Sure enough, your self-confidence is all disguise, if you don't forget those uncomfortable pasts, your state of mind cultivation will definitely not be able to get one step closer. Looking at Tang Shance, there was no sadness or joy in Shuixie's eyes, and he said slowly: "From the similar span of heaven and earth to the destruction of people by the way, you and I both know the difficulty. ”
Tang Shance looked at the water pavilion in a daze, his misty eyes gradually became clearer, smiled bitterly, and said, "It turns out that you are also a person with a story." ”
Shui Xie smiled faintly, sighed lightly, and was noncommittal.
"Since we have entered the realm of similarity between heaven and earth with sadness, then we can break through the similarity of heaven and earth by forgetting sadness. The brilliance in Tang Shance's eyes became more and more vibrant, and he said: "I don't like to owe others favors. Shuixie, with the grace of today's guidance, I, Tang Shance, will definitely find a chance to repay you. ”
After that, without waiting for the water pavilion to answer, Tang Shance turned around and left, leaving a lonely and arrogant back.
We walk in the world, we are all people with stories, and the reason why we are great is because we are writing a life.