Chapter 8: Watching the Battle
Mei Zihan took a sip of tea and said, "Brother Yang, the tea here is really good, it was given by the old man, right?"
Feng Yang was stunned for a moment, and said casually: "Old man?"
Seeing Feng Yang's appearance, Mei Zihan patted Feng Yang's shoulder and laughed: "It's my owner's father." ”
"Oh, this tea was brought by Sister Mei'er from her uncle. ”
"This old man and his wife really love this charming girl, they have never beaten her since they were young, they only know how to beat me, I really don't know if she is her own, or I am their own. "A look of grievance.
Mei'er smiled on the side and said, "Who makes you always so naughty, always makes people uncomfortable." I am so well-behaved and docile, the owner and his wife naturally feel sorry for me. As he spoke, he grimaced at Mei Zihan.
Mei Zihan pointed at Mei'er and shouted: "You crazy girl dare to say that she is well-behaved and docile, don't insult the word docile, okay, you can say that you are well-behaved and docile! Otherwise, you won't be able to get married in the future. "You...... Dead Zihan. Mei'er was angry, and angrily threw the cup tweezers in her hand towards Mei Zihan.
Xu Qilan sat quietly there drinking tea from the moment she walked into the attic, smiling and being a listener. At this time, seeing that Mei Zihan and Mei'er were in the mood for tearing, they hurriedly said: "How can you talk about me, Mei'er's sister is just well-behaved, I see that the sky is almost the same, and the martial arts competition should have begun on the martial arts training field, let's go over." "The voice is gentle and sweet.
Feng Yang also said, "Yes, let's go up quickly." ”
Mei Zihan stood up and stretched her waist and said, "Then don't you leave quickly, what are you waiting for?" A pair of eyes swept over the other three.
Feng Yang and the three of them also got up.
The four of them walked out of the attic together, Mei'er pulled Feng Yang to walk in front first, and gave him a pair of white eyes when she passed Mei Zihan, and this girl hated you to death.
Mei Zihan was about to rush up and hit her when she received Mei'er's white eyes, but Xu Qilan next to her was quickly grabbed by her hand, so she had to mutter: "This stinky girl, it's strange if I don't knock her head out if I hold it." ”
Xu Qilan listened to Mei Zihan's muttering, and couldn't help but smile and said, "Why are you trying to play tricks on Sister Mei'er?"
Mei Zihan touched the top of her head and said, "Do I have it?" ”
Xu Qilan couldn't help but laugh dumbly when she heard Mei Zihan's answer. He took his hand and said, "Let's go, they're far away." ”
After the pillar incense time, the four of them arrived at the martial arts training ground. I saw that the heads of the people on the field were shaking, and the applause and shouts came one after another, so it was not lively. At this time, Liu Xiaoqiang on the stage on the left was fighting with a disciple named Su Bei, and he couldn't tell the difference between high and low for a while. On the stage on the right, Hou Yong vs. Sun Lei is also fighting back and forth. Mei'er pulled the wind into the right side of the stage to find a vantage point and stand. As soon as Mei'er stabilized her figure, she shouted to the stage: "Brother Sun Lei, come on." ”
Feng Yang raised his head towards the two people on the stage, but asked Mei'er: "Which one is your brother Sun Lei?"
"The young one. He is the nephew of the elder Sun Quan, and his martial arts are deeply inherited by his uncle, and he has few opponents among the younger generation in the village. Mei'er explained to Feng Yang in a low voice.
"Hmm. This kid has improved a lot in his kung fu for more than a year. Mei Zihan, who was standing behind him, said.
"Why did you come here?" Mei'er protested as she turned her head to Mei Zihan.
"Why can't I come? Who ordered it?" Mei Zihan retorted unconvinced.
"Okay, don't keep pinching, let's watch the competition. Xu Qilan said with a smile on the side.
"For Miss Xu's sake, I don't care about you. Mei'er glared at Mei Zihan and said. Turn your head to look at the stage to watch the competition.
"You ......" Mei Zihan had no choice but to give up considering the beautiful woman beside her.
At this time, Sun Lei on the stage had already noticed that Mei'er was watching from below, and his heart was greatly lifted. Wanting to make a perfect performance in front of her, the long sword in his hand danced with Huo Huo and increased his attack. His several rounds of rapid attacks failed to break through Hou Yong's defense, and he couldn't help but be a little impatient, and even attacked with all his might, thinking that as long as he attacked him without the strength to fight back, it didn't matter if he opened his own empty door, he must defeat him as soon as possible, so that Mei'er's sister would look at him differently.
"Your brother Sun Lei is going to be terrible. Feng Yang whispered to Mei'er beside him.
"Don't talk nonsense from the children's family, don't you see that Senior Brother Hou Yong doesn't have the strength to fight back?" Mei'er looked at Sun Lei on the stage, and it was only a matter of time before he could lose.
He was too impatient, and Senior Brother Hou Yong was not forced to mess up by him, but he didn't fight back for a while. If it goes on like this, your brother Sun Lei is going to be bad. Feng Yang explained to Mei'er.
Mei Zihan, who was standing behind them, also felt that it was not advisable for Sun Lei to blindly attack with such a wide open door, and he would be restrained if he missed a move. I didn't expect Feng Yang to be able to see this, and couldn't help but look at him differently.
Sun Lei on the stage didn't know that Feng Yang had made a final decision about his fate, and I felt that I had locked the victory and was ready to reap the victory. He used his uncle's special trick 'Wind and Remnant Sun', although he was not yet proficient in this move, but his confidence was still very strong. For a while, the sword light was flourishing, like a sword ball attacking Hou Yong.
Hou Yong's heart tightened when he saw this, and when he didn't know how to block this move, he noticed a flaw in the center of the sword ball, and hurriedly raised his sword to strike. All I heard was the sound of "oops" and then the metallic sound of the sword falling to the ground.
Everyone in the audience saw Sun Lei make a huge move, and most of them thought that Hou Yong would be defeated. After the sword shadow disappeared, he found that Sun Lei's long sword had been taken off, his right hand was dripping with blood, and he was standing on the stage with a dead face. At one moment, there were all kinds of people in the audience, some with wide eyes and cracked mouths, some squinting and opening their mouths, and some with their hands covering the top of their heads.
Mei'er also stood in surprise.
"Alright, it's all over. Feng Yang patted Mei'er on the shoulder.
"Well, why did you lose? Didn't Brother Sun Lei occupy the top?" Mei'er didn't react yet, standing there and muttering to herself with a look of disbelief.
"I just said that he was going to be bad, you still don't believe it, the two of them are comparable, and if he is too impatient, he will naturally lose. Feng Yang said lightly.
Mei Zihan and Xu Qilan, who were standing behind, couldn't help but admire his insight.
At this time, Sun Lei had already jumped off the stage in a gloomy manner, did not greet Mei'er and them, and bandaged his wounds alone.
Xu Minquan jumped onto the stage to announce Hou Yong's victory, Hou Yong showed off on the stage, accepted the applause and congratulations of the brothers and sisters in the audience, and then jumped off the stage to rest in high spirits.
After Xu Minquan and the applause from the audience stopped, he continued: "Next is yesterday's victor Shi Shi Shi against Bai Guang. ”
As soon as Xu Minquan's words fell, two men in white clothes embroidered with red plum blossoms jumped up in the audience, both of whom were about 30 years old. Standing on the left, Bai Guang was pale, and his body was thin, as if he was a little weak at the beginning of a serious illness. Standing on the right is Shi Shi, with a face that is still a little black, and his body is fat like a butcher.
Xu Minquan waited for the two to stand firmly, and then turned around and stepped off the stage. On the stage, Bai Guang and Shi Shi didn't speak, and bowed to each other. The historian stepped on his right foot, held the sword scabbard in his left hand, and slashed the white light from the bottom to the top with his right hand. The white light slid to the left to let the historian sharpen it, and casually took out his sword and slammed it at the opponent's wrist. Seeing this, Shi Shi hurriedly jumped back to avoid the opponent's moves, and the white light followed the shadow and hurriedly followed the move, pointing at Shi Shi's vital point, forcing him to flee left and right, looking very embarrassed.
Feng Yang stood under the stage, seeing that the moves emitted by the white light were not sharp, and the sword was not strong, but it could always force the historian to be busy dodging and had no power to fight back. fixed his eyes and observed carefully, and saw that the point of the white light sword was the key point that the historian had to save.
Feng Yang looked at the figures of the two people on the stage moving and jumping, and thought in his heart: "If you can anticipate the enemy's opportunity, every time you attack it, you will save it, and your own flaws will not be flaws, but how can you anticipate the enemy's opportunities?"
At this time, the historian on the stage had been forced to the side of the stage by the white light, and he only started to attack one move and then was pressed and beaten by the white light. Seeing the tip of the white light sword pointing to his left shoulder, he saw that there was an obvious flaw in his left leg, and he planned in his heart: "If you flash again, you will have to step down, it is better to take his move hard, it is a big deal to hit him with a sword in the shoulder." Lao Tzu sharpened a sword on his left leg, so that he could fight again. "The mind must be determined, ignoring Bai Guang's sword moves, swinging the sword and slashing at his left leg.
"Huh" A few people in the audience let out exclamations, thinking that this was a lose-lose trick. I saw that the tip of the white light sword on the stage turned to the right and hit the right hand of the historian. Shi Yan's long sword fell to the ground, and he had already jumped off the stage, but fortunately, he withdrew quickly, and his right hand was only a small injury, and it was not a big problem.
When everyone in the audience saw this result, they applauded loudly for a while, and several whistles of good deeds were inserted in the middle.
Mei'er also waved her little hand and clapped vigorously, while raising the wind beside her: "Senior Brother Bai's move is really handsome, don't you say?"
Unable to get a response from Feng Yang, he turned his eyes to the stage, his face was cloudy, and he didn't know what he was thinking so intrigued. Mei'er blinked her eyes, flashed a sly look, and brought her mouth close to Fengyang's ear and shouted, "It's on fire." ”
Feng Yang was so frightened that he shivered, his eyes looked around in confusion, he looked like a sliding machine, and Mei'er pointed at him and covered his belly and laughed.
Mei'er's shout was even more windy than the white light on the stage, which attracted the attention of everyone on the martial arts training ground for a while.
Mei Zihan was also startled by Mei'er's shout when he stood behind them, and when he came back to his senses, he bent the middle finger of his right hand to the top of Mei'er's head and knocked it to give her a popping corn. Mei'er was still laughing with her belly just now, but she didn't expect a fire in the backyard. Covering the top of his head with his hands, his laughter turned into a cry of pain, and he stomped his little feet over there and cursed Mei Zihan.
Her appearance drew a burst of laughter from everyone on the field.
At this time, a green shadow flashed closer, and only a clear voice came: "Cousin Zihan, why don't you go back to the village to drink for your brother?"
Mei Zihan turned around and saw that Yin Changfeng was already standing beside him, and hurriedly saluted: "Little brother and Miss Qilan also returned to the village at noon, and went to visit Brother Yang after dinner, and then came up to the martial arts training ground to watch the martial arts competition." I was going to go over to find my cousin later, but I didn't expect my cousin to come up to watch the competition, please forgive me. ”
Yin Changfeng helped Mei Zihan up and said, "What do you and my brother say?" ”
Xu Qilan, who was standing next to her, also stepped forward and bowed to Yin Changfeng and said softly, "I've seen Yin Gongzi." ”
Yin Changfeng hurriedly replied: "Hello Miss Yin, Changfeng is polite here." ”
At this time, Feng Yang and Mei'er stepped forward one after another to meet Yin Changfeng.
Yin Changfeng is a bold temperament, and he proposed with a smile: "Tomorrow is the final, at this time, we might as well go down and drink, I don't know what you think?"
Mei Zihan turned to the other three and asked, "What do you think?"
Xu Qilan smiled and said softly: "Brother Zihan can just take the idea." ”
Feng Yang and Mei'er also said they had no opinion. Seeing this, Mei Zihan pulled Yin Changfeng and said, "Let's go, cousin, let's not get drunk and not return." With the other hand, he pulled Xu Qilan and walked down the mountain.
Feng Yang and Mei'er also followed behind and walked out of the martial arts training ground.