Chapter 388: Rigid can't be long, soft can't be guarded

For Zhu Ziliu, who had asked Huang Yaoshi for advice on the "Jade Xiao Swordsmanship", he was the most emotional, and he couldn't help but sigh: "The little junior brother is really a genius, he can use the swordsmanship of the Lord of Huangdao after only watching it twice, I can't wait for the horse!"

"Senior brother doesn't have to mind, Master once said that the future achievements of the little junior brother are limitless, and we should be happy for him. Dian Cangyu on the side couldn't help but speak, and he was also happy for Yang Guo in his heart.

"The four of us brothers have followed the master for decades, but they have not been famous, resulting in the decay of the reputation of the master, and now we can produce a genius like a little junior brother, and we will be able to revitalize the master, which can be regarded as the greatest gift from God to our line!"

Even the late Wang Zhenren, who was the number one in the world, still had such a well-known martial arts family business as the Quanzhen Sect, and he also knew that the Quanzhen Seven Sons, could it be that he was not as good as those juniors! Of course, the Yideng Master naturally didn't care, but they still had some ideas as disciples.

On the ring, Huang Yaoshi opened his mouth and asked: "You just said that you want to ask me for the "Jade Xiao Sword Technique" first, so now that the sword technique has been compared, what do you want to compare?" At this moment, Huang Yaoshi no longer regards Yang Guo as a junior, whether he is martial arts or internal strength cultivation, he has already approached these older generation of characters, and he should not be arrogant, and then look at him as others.

"The junior wants to ask the Lord of Huangdao for music next!" replied Yang Guo.

"Rhythm, you kid has a very big tone!How can you compare?" Huang Yaoshi asked himself, in addition to using palm techniques and "finger magic powers" to walk alone in the martial arts, in this music and rhythm, it is difficult for anyone in the world to match it, and a song "Blue Sea Tide Song" has that group of demons dancing wildly, the power of gods and ghosts to retreat, how can he be afraid of Yang Guo.

"The younger generation learned "Blue Sea Tide Song" with Aunt Guo on Peach Blossom Island, and you are a master of this song, today I want to see how big the gap is between myself and the Lord of Huangdao!" Yang Guo said respectfully.

Huang Yaoshi glanced at his daughter unexpectedly, this song is so difficult that even she has only mastered the skin. How can you easily teach others, isn't that a mistake for people's children, so he confirmed: "Yang Guo, I played this song, but it is different from what your aunt Guo played, if you are not in a good mood and can not bear it, you will be insane at least, and you will be full of demons and become a devil, but no one will be able to save you at that time, are you sure you will still have a competition with me?"

Guo Jing in the audience couldn't help but be anxious, and asked Huang Rong on the side, "Rong'er, is it a bit reckless to do this? He has been learning this "Blue Sea Tide Song" with you for less than a year, can this work?"

"Don't worry, Brother Jing, have you forgotten that when the Mongols attacked Xiangyang City last year, who controlled the Mongols' advance with Xiao Sheng on the city wall with the strength of one person, and shot nearly 5,000 Mongol soldiers without spending a single soldier?"

"Ouch, I almost forgot, if it's Mowgli, it's Mowgli, it's Mowgli, so there should be no problem. Guo Jing patted his head and said ashamedly.

I saw Yang Guo clasp his fists with both hands and replied, "Junior, sure!"

"Okay! It's a much more dangerous situation than an overkill, and I'll do my best to keep it right. Below, those who are not strong enough to plug their ears to avoid the disaster of innocence. Huang Yaoshi immediately shouted to the juniors in the audience, after all, once he used internal force to play this song, there was an extremely deadly martial art hidden in its rhythm, and it was difficult for people with strong concentration to stop if they were not deep in internal strength.

Everyone was curious, and they didn't want to plug their ears, at that time, they only saw the two people on the stage playing the flute, but they couldn't hear any sound, so what was there to see.

Huang Rong knew that a few lucky juniors would not be willing to obey, so he stepped forward with Hong Qigong and warned one after another, in desperation, Guo Fu and the Wu brothers had to tighten their ears, and Ye Luyan and the others also did so at the request of Xiaolongnu.

Feng'er and Mei Niang naturally don't need it, the martial arts they learn are related to it, not only will they not be so easy to control, but they can't say what they can learn from it.

Seeing that everyone in the audience was ready, Huang Yaoshi put the jade flute to his lips and played it, and suddenly Xiao Sheng was leisurely and tactful, stretching out to the surroundings, making the three of them couldn't help but be shocked, but Ci'en's eyes flashed, and he bowed to Master Yideng and said: "Master, you can stop the acupoints on the apprentice's body!"

"Amitabha! "Master Yideng has great kindness in his heart, but he feels that his apprentice will one day become enlightened and take refuge in the right path, and he will be able to truly put down the butcher's knife in his heart.

Master Yideng immediately pointed out several points on his body, and with the power of his "One Yang Finger", it was not something that mercy could break free.

I only felt that my body couldn't help but stagnate, except for the sound of blood flowing in the body and the beating of the heart, he couldn't move anymore, he originally wanted his master to close his six senses by the way, who would have thought that he just clicked his dumb acupoint, in addition to not being able to speak, but he could hear Huang Yaoshi's Xiao Sheng clearly.

Seeing his doubts, Master Yideng said: "Kindness, it is useless to escape after all, you have to face the evil thoughts in your heart by yourself in order to achieve positive results." ”

When Ci'en heard this, her eyes gradually became calmer, and she already understood the master's painstaking efforts. Master Yideng nodded secretly, and then looked at Yang Guo on the stage.

Since Huang Yaoshi began to play, Yang Guo's Xiao sound also followed.

Both of them are masters of the arts, and Huang Yaoshi, who was playing by himself, couldn't bear to admire him, and said secretly: "This kid deliberately slowed me down, did he want to disrupt me by the rhythm, I think I Huang Laoxie has blown the "Blue Sea Tide Song" all his life, and today he was looked down upon by a little doll, it is too arrogant!"

Yang Guo knows that it is difficult to win with his own Xiao Sheng to fight against Huang Yaoshi's ensemble, after all, this rhythm is more artistic, in addition to the internal force is stronger than the other party, the artistic conception in the song must also be strong enough, although he has a lot of experience, but the time to practice the flute is less than a fraction of the opponent, in the case of the internal force is still gaping, the artistic conception is even worse, how can you win?

Therefore, it is also a good way to find another way, and use his strongest mind to carefully understand the artistic conception in Huang Yaoshi's "Blue Sea Tide Song" while taking a slow beat.

Huang Rong heard it clearly, and only sighed that Yang Guo wanted to disrupt her father's rules, and couldn't help but be anxious, this song was created by her father, how can you compare to him.

Guo Jing doesn't know the rhythm of music, and I have a pure nature, I am very scheming, so my concentration is also very strong, only listening to these two people one fast and one slow, one after the other, I only feel unexpectedly good, but I don't know what kind of danger is hidden in it.

As Huang Yaoshi's "Blue Sea Tide Song" gradually reached its climax, Dian Cangyuyin and the others couldn't bear it, so they had to plug their ears and no longer listen to the piano sound.

Ci'en's eyes were already red, and he was grinning with bared teeth, but he couldn't make a sound from his mouth.

Xiaolongnu and Li Mochou sat side by side, the two of them, one was essentially different from everyone present, naturally they would not be disturbed by the sound of the piano, they would just enjoy a piece of music as leisurely;

As for Feng'er and Mei Niang, they are already a little uncomfortable, but they can still hold on. The Yelu siblings and the rest of the people plugged their ears early, and this kind of scene was no longer something they could resist.

As for Ouyang Feng, Hong Qigong and the others, they were only slightly affected by the sound of this flute, and it was no big deal.

At this moment, the sound of the flute of the two people is one after the other, only to hear the sound of the flute gradually and urgently, although the tune is half a beat slower, but they can stir and collide with each other in this air.

The sound of the flute played by Huang Yaoshi was overwhelming like the tide of the sea, and it was very powerful, and it was about to drown Yang Guo, only to listen to his flute sound, like a howling wind, extremely fierce, constantly fighting against the tide of Huang Yaoshi.

Although the wind is strong, it is not long, and it will dissipate a point when it reaches the lake, which is as continuous as the tide, a wave is better than a wave, and the more it is confronted, the greater the force it will receive. Yang Guo also gradually fell into the downwind realm.

"Are you going to lose?" asked the little dragon girl with a frown.

"Not necessarily!" Li Mochou shook her head lightly and said, with her eyesight, she could see nature more thoroughly than others.

Sure enough, as soon as her voice fell, Yang Guo's flute sound turned out to be a beat, and he slowed down a beat, taking retreat as advance, and immediately the wind howled.

Suddenly crushed all the tides stirred up by Huang Yaoshi, and for a while it became an even situation.

"Good boy, it's up to you to come up with this solution!" Huang Yaoshi praised in his heart. He originally relied on the rhythm of Yang Guo's flute to infiltrate his rhythm, thereby disrupting his rules and breaking his martial arts, but Yang Guo suddenly disrupted the rhythm first, but it made him unable to react, and the long-accumulated offensive immediately turned into nothing, and was naturally easily defeated by him.

"Hey, the situation has been reversed!" Huang Rong couldn't help but exclaim when she saw this.

Guo Jing on the side smiled and said, "Rong'er, do you know why?"

"Hey, can you know this wooden head?" Huang Rong saw that his eyes were full of inexplicability, and he was faintly proud, and couldn't help but sneer.

"I don't dare to say anything else, I really know this. Guo Jing immediately patted his chest and said.

Huang Rong looked amused and asked, "Then you can talk about it! No, you can only sleep in the study at night!"

"Ahem!" Guo Jing couldn't help coughing a few times, his face was blushing, and he looked at Hong Qigong and the others who pretended not to notice the husband and wife, and then said softly: "Although the father-in-law and Guo'er played the "Blue Sea Tide Song", they were both incompatible.

But as time passed, Guo'er finally fell behind, and it seemed that he was invincible to his father-in-law, but in fact he was plotting to gather momentum, just like when Ouyang Ke and I went to Peach Blossom Island to ask my father-in-law for marriage, Ouyang Feng used the guzheng to play music with his father-in-law to compete for internal strength. ”

Huang Rong also remembered what he had said to him that day, and hurriedly said: "This is what you said 'rigid cannot be long, soft cannot be kept', isn't it?"

Guo Jing smiled and said, "That's the truth. ”

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