Chapter Eighty-Nine: Lost
Even if Xu Huangmin didn't say anything, Ling Yun would not tell Yang Yumo the truth, and said with a slight smile: "Brother Xu is right, Brother Yang's sword is too fast, if this sword wants me to stab, I will definitely not be able to parry, and Brother Yang has already stabbed two transparent holes in my body." It was also thanks to Brother Xu's exquisite swordsmanship that he avoided Brother Yang's sword. Rao is like this, Brother Xu still has a long opening on his body. After speaking, he pointed to Xu Huangmin.
Yang Yumo followed Ling Yun's point, and sure enough, he saw Xu Huangmin with a cloth belt wrapped around his chest. Although the blood no longer gushed out, the blood stains oozing from the wound still stained the cloth band a faint red. Judging from the blood stains, it is not difficult to see that the scar on Xu Huangmin's chest is very long.
Yang Yu silently saw that Xu Huangmin was injured like this by himself, and he couldn't help it, and he wanted to get up and accompany Xu Huangmin. It's just that he was injured by Xu Huangmin's internal force, and he only moved once, and his internal breath was a little unstable, and he coughed again and again.
When Xu Huangmin saw him like this, he knew that he didn't mean to seriously hurt himself. Hurriedly stepped forward to hold him up, and said, "The sword has no eyes, and Brother Yang doesn't have to blame himself too much." This little injury is nothing. However, Brother Yang's sword was too anxious, and he was shocked by my internal strength, so he had to take care of it. ”
Yang Yu listened to the concern in his words, and his heart was greatly moved. He didn't have the slightest chance of winning this contest, so he made all the moves to cheer up. Seeing that Xu Huangmin no longer blames himself, he regards himself as a confidant. He no longer paid attention to the victory or defeat of the competition, and said: "This little injury is not in the way, but it has swept everyone's interest, and it is really too bad to go." ”
When everyone heard his words, their hearts were sour. Xie Yingxue's eyes were even redder, and she almost burst into tears. He turned away and spoke no more to the crowd.
When Xu Huangmin wanted to force Ling Yun to fight, she just wanted to humiliate Ling Yun. In fact, sword dancing does not have to be fought by two people to see the subtlety of swordsmanship. She has been practicing swords since she was a child, and how can she not know this section.
At this time, seeing that Yang Yumo wanted to try it with his life for the sake of the round. Remembering what he did before, it is a child's heart. Compared with his act of valuing love and righteousness, it is really not worth mentioning.
Everyone was silent for a long time, and they didn't know what words to use to comfort Yang Yumo. If you tell him to take care of it, he will not mention the matter of jousting with swords. Yang Yumo talked with everyone for a while, and then fell asleep in a daze.
When Ling Yun and the others saw him fall asleep, they knew that it was due to internal injuries and that there was no major problem. The guys in the store knew that these people were friends of Yu Sanye, and when they saw everyone like this, they didn't ask, they just did their own thing.
Xu Huangmin thought to himself, this is a restaurant, and in the evening, many people will come to drink and have fun. Although the grievances and vendettas on the rivers and lakes have never stopped, he and Yang Yumo are like this, and it is not good for everyone to see it. Then he said: "Brother Yang is seriously injured, and it is quite inconvenient to cultivate here, so I also asked Brother Lingyun to borrow a set of clothes from Xiao Er, and then send Brother Yang back to the inn." ”
Ling Yun was also thinking about this matter, and when he heard Xu Huangmin say this, he immediately called Xiao Er, asked him for a set of clothes, and draped Xu Huangmin outside. carried Yang Yumo again and went to the inn.
When he arrived at the inn, Ling Yun placed Yang Yumo properly. As soon as I took a breath, I suddenly heard the sound of sword wind in the courtyard, and I don't know who was dancing the sword in the courtyard. Seeing that Yang Yumo was still asleep, he immediately closed the door to see who was dancing the sword.
When he arrived in the courtyard, he saw Xu Huangmin cutting down the peach tree in the courtyard. Shocked in his heart, he asked, "Brother Xu, you are injured, why did you come out to use the sword again." If the wound is affected, it is not good for the injury. When everyone sent Yang Yumo into the room, they only remembered Yang Yumo, so that Xu Huangmin did not enter the room, and everyone did not notice it.
Xu Huangmin didn't hear what Lingyun said, and still took care of his own sword moves. Seeing him like this, Ling Yun knew that he was still worried about Yang Yumo. He no longer spoke to dissuade him, but just stood aside to prevent him from pulling the wound and falling unconscious on the spot.
At first, he was just worried about Xu Huangmin's injury, and he didn't look at his sword moves. After a stick of incense time, Xu Huangmin had already used the Shangqing sword technique. Although there was a little blood oozing from the wound, it seemed to be fine. Ling Yun saw that the swordsmanship he made was quite exquisite, and his eyes were attracted by his sword moves.
I saw Xu Huangmin stabbing out with a sword, flipping his wrist, and holding a sword flower, but he had changed his castration and slashed out horizontally. Ling Yun had seen this move before, but at that time, he took into account Xu Huangmin's injury, and he only felt that this move was very good-looking, and he didn't see the awesomeness of it.
At this time, he concentrated on Xu Huangmin's swordsmanship, and the subtleties in this swordsmanship were naturally seen by him. I secretly cheered in my heart and praised: "Good swordsmanship!"
Among this moves, the oblique stab is a false move. Holding the sword flower is also a temptation to the enemy, and finally sweeping out this sword is the key to this move.
If you hadn't seen these tricks beforehand, your opponent would have been on guard against the direction of the slash. And when the sword is drawn into a flower, although the opponent can see the changes in the sword move, he will never expect the tip of the sword to sweep out. At that time, if you want to make a move to resist, it will definitely be too late.
When I saw this, I suddenly realized that this move was very similar to a move in the "Nine Turning Knife Method", "Flat Sand and Falling Goose". It's just that when 'Pingsha Falling Geese' made a move, it was a sweeping trend, and when it was close to the opponent, it had become an oblique slash.
Thinking of this section, I suddenly realized that the sword technique and the sword technique are actually ordinary acts. No matter how the moves are changed, they have only one purpose, which is to make the opponent unable to see where they are attacking.
Ever since Ling Yun got that cheatbook, he had no time to practice, and only occasionally looked through it with Qi Feng. Although Fu Rong has never taught the two of them swordsmanship, the two of them do not understand the reality of swordsmanship. But the two of them had looked through the book many times, and they still remembered the moves clearly.
At this time, seeing Xu Huangmin's superior kung fu such as the Shangqing swordsmanship, he could not fully comprehend the mystery. But the moves are clear. The two glanced at each other, and they both had general thoughts in their hearts, wanting to solve the incomprehensible points in the knife technique from Xu Huangmin's moves. It is to carefully look at Xu Huangmin's sword, and compare the sword moves he made with the moves in the sword technique one by one.
Xu Huangmin listened to Ling Yun's applause, but he didn't have the slightest joy, and still took care of his own swordsmanship. And wherever the sword light went, the peach trees shook inch by inch, and the peach blossoms scattered along the tip of the sword, which was very beautiful.
After another incense stick, Xu Huangmin used the Shangqing sword technique again. When it came to the last move, Xu Huangmin's body turned half a circle in the air, and wherever the tip of the sword went, his back was located. I saw that the peach branch behind him trembled slightly, and the peach blossoms on the branch had already fallen, leaving only a bare branch.
After the last move was finished, Xu Huangmin's long sword was returned to the sheath, he sighed, and stood under the peach tree. There was even a look of loss on his face, as if the other party was quite dissatisfied with the sword move.