Huang Xiaoqiang saw that the visitor was a middle-aged scribe in his forties with a folding fan in his hand, with delicate eyebrows, handsome and chic, and he had a good impression in his heart. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Then he asked: "There is something important to do, and I ask my seniors to make way out." ”

Who knew that the scribe didn't speak, as soon as he put away the fan, he rushed up directly, and the palm of his right hand struck Huang Xiaoqiang's chest. Huang Xiaoqiang didn't know why, so he had to take it. Huang Xiaoqiang took half a step back, and the scribe's palm was empty. The scribe immediately changed his move, turned his left hand into a claw, and swept forward with a step, this move was extremely fast, and the move was full of ruthlessness, Huang Xiaoqiang's dodge speed was a little slower, and the clothes on his chest were instantly scratched, leaving three claw marks.

Huang Xiaoqiang breathed a sigh of relief and said secretly, it's so dangerous. I was a little angry in my heart, and I couldn't help but scold in my heart, "I see that you are also like a reader, but I can't imagine that you are so ruthless." Besides, I have no grievances with you, why are you such a killer. Huang Xiaoqiang had already used his internal force to speed himself up at this time. Now his skills are still not enough, and he can't speak during the fight, otherwise he will vent his true anger, and Huang Xiaoqiang can only deal with it calmly.

The scribe watched this sweeping hit, and couldn't help but sneer contemptuously, and continued to attack fiercely. As he spoke, he struck Huang Xiaoqiang from bottom to top. This time, Huang Xiaoqiang had Huashan's light power to accelerate, how could he make the same mistake and be hit again, and immediately pushed down with both hands to block this move. The scribe instantly turned his claw into a fist, and with a twist of his hand, he struck forward again. Repeatedly, the scribe's claws, fists, palms, and fingers were constantly changing. Moreover, this scribe's speed is too fast, and his moves are very strange, about dozens of moves, Huang Xiaoqiang has already suffered a lot of attacks. Fortunately, the opponent's internal strength is not deep, and the hit is not critical, Huang Xiaoqiang did not suffer any injuries, but his skin and flesh were a little painful.

Huang Xiaoqiang remembered the competition with his senior brother Ling Jing on his master's birthday, and the senior brother's moves that day were also fast and changeable, but when he started, he didn't have half a point of killing intent. Today is different, the opponent's moves are fast and changeable, but he uses his internal strength, and his moves are ruthless, all of which are actions that want his own life. The final victory that day was purely supported by internal force, Huang Xiaoqiang drew a gourd in the same way, preparing to rely on internal force to support it today, fight a protracted battle, and win the final blow.

But after dozens of moves, Huang Xiaoqiang found that the countermeasures were a little inappropriate. The two of them are consuming internal force in their moves, but because their moves are not pure, their internal force consumes more, and although the opponent's internal force is not high, their moves are varied. After fighting for so long, Huang Xiaoqiang felt that if he continued to fight, he would eventually be consumed to death. And I have been beaten a lot in these dozens of moves, and I still haven't suffered any internal injuries, but my skin and flesh hurt.

Originally, Huang Xiaoqiang was already very good at using a sword at this time, but the other party had no choice but to attack at close range, and the sword on his back had never had a chance to be pulled out, and he had not yet reached the high level of sword qi, so how could Huashan swordsmanship be used. In addition, his fist and foot kung fu is quite basic, there is no subtle tricks, and now the enemy can only be beaten all the time, and after a while, he was punched again, and he was slapped, and he couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart.

But after a while, Huang Xiaoqiang suddenly thought of the duel between Ma Dalong and the stupid big man, and smiled on his face. At this moment, it can only be said that inspiration came.

At this time, the scribe punched Huang Xiaoqiang in the chest again, and Huang Xiaoqiang immediately carried the internal strength of the Taixuan Sutra to his upper body, but he didn't dodge or dodge, and took this punch and the next palm. After that, Huang Xiaoqiang immediately counterattacked, using the method of hitting the hole, hitting the scribe Quchi, and the two holes outside the gate. The scribe didn't expect Huang Xiaoqiang to counterattack by not dodging, and he didn't react for a while, and he felt numb with two fingers in his hand.

The scribe then punched his right hand again, and Huang Xiaoqiang immediately returned the punch. The fist is opposite, the scribe's internal strength is not as good as Huang Xiaoqiang, plus Huang Xiaoqiang has used all his strength, and he immediately fractured.

To confront people with higher internal strength is simply looking for death. Originally, this scribe would never have made such a major mistake, but due to nearly 100 moves in front of him, Huang Xiaoqiang was all on the defensive, and there was no counterattack. This made the scribes gradually underestimate the enemy, from both offensive and defensive at the beginning, to only attack but not defend later. In the end, these three tricks appeared and he was injured by the counter-beating.

The scribe shouted, took a few steps back, his left hand on his right, a sneer, and then took the offensive again. Huang Xiaoqiang already knew the enemy's method in his heart, and he also made moves to meet the enemy.

It's too late, it's too soon. Not only did the scribe not attack, but immediately turned around and retreated, and turned into the alley. The speed of running was so fast that Huang Xiaoqiang didn't react for a while. By the time Huang Xiaoqiang reacted, it was too late to chase after him. Besides, this place is not familiar with the place, and it is not easy to look for it again. I had no choice but to spare him this time.

At the beginning, the fight between Huang Xiaoqiang and the scribe has been at the door of the inn, watching the two masters compete, there are really a lot of onlookers. But as the scribe fled, the onlookers gradually dispersed.

The shopkeeper walked over and gave a thumbs up, "Guest officer, you really have the ability." was beaten so many tricks, but he was not injured at all, which shows that he is full of internal strength. In the end, it just takes this, this, this. A few tricks to beat that person away, a master like you, not to find that treasure, it's a pity. The shopkeeper gestured as he spoke, and then helped Huang Xiaoqiang lead the horse over.

Huang Xiaoqiang snorted, he was not good at lying and rhetoric, and it was not good to answer more, so he could only laugh it off. After two fights, it was already unitary time at this time, looking at the sky, it would take about half an hour to change the sunset. Huang Xiaoqiang had some flesh injuries at this time, and he should recuperate, but it was not appropriate to stay here for a long time. Immediately took the rope, mounted the horse and quickly left the city that harbored murderous intentions.

The horse galloped for less than half an hour, and then I noticed that no one was catching up behind me. He immediately dismounted, found a relatively open place, tied the horse to a tree, and then took out some golden medicine from the baggage, and applied it to some parts of the place where the scribe had struck. Then use the exercises of the second volume of the "Taixuan Sutra" to meditate and heal the wounds. After a while, I felt a stream of true qi moving back and forth, quickly repairing in various bruises and injuries. It's the height of summer, but it's nightfall, and it's still a little cold in the wild. Huang Xiaoqiang practiced the repair technique of the "Taixuan Sutra", and he felt that there was warmth everywhere, and he was so unhappy.

After another hour, all the injuries on his body had disappeared, and Huang Xiaoqiang felt that his muscles and bones were much stronger again. At this time, it was already dark and there was no moonlight, so I had to spend the night here tonight, Huang Xiaoqiang thought to himself. Take out the flint from the baggage, find some firewood nearby, and prepare to make a fire immediately. He prepared enough firewood, took dry food from his baggage, and ate quietly by the fire, thinking about the fight that happened today.

"Today's fight is really dangerous, if this pair is a master of internal skills, I will die early under his hands. Although I have practiced our Huashan swordsmanship very well, my skills are far from enough, and I can't reach the realm of no sword, and I don't have the opportunity to use this swordsmanship when I get close today. It seems that when you practice swordsmanship, you have to pay attention to fist and foot kung fu. ”

Thinking of fist and foot kung fu, Huang Xiaoqiang thought of today's acupoint exercises for dealing with strong men, and then imagined that there was a person in front of him, and he pointed at this person. Practicing and practicing, I feel that this martial arts book for beating acupoints, although it is one of the basic books in the martial arts mind method of Huashan Zangjing Building, is full of ruthlessness and is very easy to use. If it is combined with internal force, the enemy should be fatal with one move.

Huang Xiaoqiang immediately found a big tree, used his internal strength, treated the tree as a person, and poked more than ten fingers at the tree, only to see that there were more than ten holes in the tree in an instant. Huang Xiaoqiang was happy, but then he was a little worried. If there is a real person in front of him, he has poked more than a dozen holes, and his death is miserable, and he can't bear to think about it. This move is so ruthless, it is too far from the purpose of Huashan, but it is not used properly, it is a pity to abandon it, and Huang Xiaoqiang does not know what to do. Thinking of the third volume of the Taixuan Sutra, he could only secretly say to himself: "Use with caution, use with caution." ”

In a flash of inspiration, just now I used my fingers to cooperate with the internal force and hit this tree. On that day, the master used a tree branch as a sword to teach himself martial arts, so why not use his fingers as a sword and practice today.

Huang Xiaoqiang was overjoyed, at this moment, he realized.

At that time, the predecessors of Huashan arranged the realm of swordsmanship from low to high into sharp swords, soft swords, heavy swords, wooden swords, and no swords. The highest level is that no sword is better than a sword, and it all depends on the control of qi to hurt people. Qi can be said to be intangible, but it can also be said to be tangible. The highest level is to rely on the visible qi to hurt people and the invisible.

Huang Xiaoqiang used his finger as a sword at this time, although he was not a swordless, but he also understood the true meaning of this swordsmanship. A sword is a sword, and a finger is also a sword. Although the finger sword is not as sharp as the real sword, it is more varied. Huang Xiaoqiang's epiphany at this moment has been promoted from the sword department to the software department. At this moment of epiphany, Huang Xiaoqiang's skills have reached a higher level, and he has been promoted to the realm of martial souls.

Huang Xiaoqiang practiced a complete set of Huashan swordsmanship with his finger sword, and the violent aura when he began to practice the acupuncture point disappeared completely, and his heart was extremely happy. At this time, it was already the third watch, and the day's fighting and sword practice were really laborious, so Huang Xiaoqiang immediately meditated and rested his body and mind.

Huang Xiaoqiang had no dreams this night and did not enter the illusion realm to practice. Wake up early the next day, get up and get ready to hit the road.

After riding a horse for less than a moment, I saw dozens of crop men in the distance, some old and some young, all holding farm tools, with angry faces, looking at their movements, they should be going to Shou County.

"I don't know what they're going to do?" Huang Xiaoqiang thought to himself, Huashan has training, hoeing the strong to help the weak, saving the dead and helping the wounded. Looking at this situation, there should be a big fight to be fought. Huang Xiaoqiang, a modern person, knew that the ancient bureaucrats suppressed the peasants seriously, and knew the bitterness of the peasants, so he rode a horse and quietly followed them, and then returned to Shou County.