The gentleman's face remained unchanged, and he began to write the word "flow" with three points, and the three strokes of the water work were neat. 【Full text reading】Except for Yu Cangwu, I can say that the nearest person standing away from the wind gentleman can see him with a pen. With every stroke of his stroke, I felt a sledgehammer pounding on my heart, and I felt oppressed and suffocated. Although he didn't cast a spell on me, I could also feel Yu Cangwu's situation.

The field was still silent, the air was still close to solidifying, but there was a strange wind. If the air flows like one side, you will feel the wind blowing through your face, and you can also feel the wind pressure. But all the winds in all directions converge a little towards the center, and then it becomes a kind of wind, which shrinks and does not move! The void within the five-zhang radius seems to become as heavy as a thousand pounds, and the coercion of the mountains and seas is forced into the middle of the firmament. With every stroke of the Wind Gentleman, the pressure suddenly doubled. This is no longer a pure spirit attack, but with real power.

Three points of water, three strokes of the end of the flow of words, the other half of the pen is still a point. When the wind gentleman raised his pen and wanted to click on the fourth point, Yu Cangwu finally moved, he could no longer stand still to resist this pressure. I saw him roar, and the valley hummed with a roar, shattering the strange silence around him. He opened his arms and held the sky in his hands, and a fierce whirlwind arose around his body. Break the silence with the sound and break the immovable wind with the whirling wind. I've seen him cast a spell like this, and that's the time to defuse a tornado.

When Cangwu roared, the fourth point of the wind gentleman was just right. The roar seemed to break his immobility, and the pressure in the field did not suddenly increase as the previous three times. The whirlwind flying around the cangwu is getting bigger and bigger. Flying and rolling out, with a whistling sound, it seemed to break through the invisible restraints within a radius of five zhang. He doesn't just play defensively, he takes the initiative to attack. If the wind that Yu Cangwu resists breaks through this circle and forces it to the eyes of the wind gentleman, the strokes of the four words of the wind gentleman will be interrupted.

The Wind Gentleman nodded, showing admiration on his face. He didn't say a word more. Then write the word "flow" one stroke at a time. Next, the situation in the field changed, and every stroke of the wind gentleman wrote out in addition to the whirlwind that Cangwu raised, there was another wind. There seems to be a faint sound of wind coming from the top and bottom, front and back, left and right, and even underground. The Wind Gentleman did not suppress Yu Cangwu's Kaifeng, but he did it to bring out the wind. The wind and the wind instead contributed to the wind in the sky. The wind in the field swirled faster and faster, and the floating soil on the ground had already been swept up in mid-air and within five feet, flying sand and rocks.

The most intuitive thing for outsiders to experience is the change in sound. At first it was the sound of ten thousand ants, then it was silent, and then it became the sound of whistling and whirling dance. And now. The wind roared like a thousand monsters, and it was thrilling. Yu Cangwu's face became heavy, and his hands holding the sky were shaking slightly. He used the wind to break the law and wanted to break out of the constraints of this circle, and the wind gentleman used the law to help the wind, but strengthened the power of the wind and the earth. That's not a good thing. If the wind that Yu Cangwu summoned was out of his control, not only could he not attack the wind gentleman, but he was more likely to hurt himself in turn.

Yu Cangwu spread his arms apart, raised his hands to the sky, raised his right foot, and stomped on the ground fiercely. The wind is no longer rolling outward. Instead, he followed his gesture and concentrated in one direction and soared towards the sky. Together, the power is great, the sharp is the first to come out, and the gentleman uses the force to disperse the force, and it is difficult to stop. The stronger Yu Cangwu is when he is frustrated. At this time, I was still thinking about a counteroffensive.

I can't help but worry a little for the Wind Gentleman. Until now, Yu Cangwu stood in the middle of the field, did not move, but counterattacked. The Feng Junzi has already finished writing two words, can you force him out of the circle? Isn't it a little too light for the enemy to support him! Seeing Yu Cangwu, the Feng Junzi raised his hands to the sky with a solemn face, raised his pen and wrote the third word. The third word is "heaven", which is written from left to right.

It is written horizontally that many people in the valley unconsciously look up at the sky. I suddenly had the illusion that the sky was about to fall! In the air, he encountered an invisible block, and the sharp edge rolled down wildly. Yu Cangwu roared again, stood with his feet apart, his hands on the top of his head, and his fingertips upward. The whirlwind became a beam that no longer flew and rolled like a torrent shooting out of the sky. He wants to gather his strength at one point, and he must break the pressure of heaven. As long as the spell of the wind gentleman is broken, the calligraphy of the wind gentleman will be broken. This Yu Cangwu doesn't want to blindly just want to keep his body steady, but his courage is really not small!

The scope of the two people's fighting methods is only within the circle of five zhang, and this piece of heaven and earth is really like a stormy wave. I saw Yu Cangwu in the stormy waves, into a big herringbone shape, like a heavenly god tower. His clothes were filled with real power, and his ragged clothes and clothes were all swollen in all directions.

The wind gentleman kept putting pen to paper, and the word "day" was written inverted, and the pen head was written with the word "person" under a horizontal and left and right strokes. The characters are written in Cangwu, and the clothes that fly all over his body have fallen, and the clothes and heads of his body no longer dance with the wind. It felt like the man was frozen in the wind. What the wind gentleman did just now was with the help of external forces and foreign objects. These two strokes finally directly attacked Yu Cangwu's human body of the earth.

Yu Cangwu's task is to stand in the middle of the field and not be forced out, but being fixed by the wind gentleman is not a good result. I saw him put down his right hand and pull out something from behind his back. Fighting with empty hands, he finally showed his magic weapon. Yu Cangwu was dressed like a begging for food, and his magic weapon didn't look like a very expensive thing. It was a five-foot stick, if not a magic weapon, but a dog-beating stick called Hanako. I just carried it behind my back all the time.

At the same time as Yu Cangwu pulled out the magic weapon, the Feng Junzi wrote the last stroke of the word "heaven". The second from left to right crosses the "people". With this stroke, there is wind in the cutscene—the wind of a gentleman. This wind is not fierce or fierce, but it is like the sky and the earth, and the soup is facing the cangwu. This is a ubiquitous force that is trying to force Yu Cangwu's fixed figure out of the circle.

Yu Cangwu raised his head and let out a third roar, and his frozen figure suddenly moved. With a wave of the long stick in his hand, the tip of the stick brought out a faint arc of light and pushed it out towards the oncoming wind wall, cutting a gap in the wind surface that he could stand on.

Three of the four characters of the Merry World have been written. Yu Cangwu was still standing in the field. Feng Junzi raised his head, his eyes were also excited, and he opened his mouth and shouted: "Okay!" The pen did not stop and began to write the fourth word. The first stroke of the word "down" is still horizontal, but this gentleman does not write from left to right, but from right to left.

With this upside down book. Another wind of the same kind swept from behind Yu Cangwu. The two wind walls in front and back were staggered together, and a kind of annihilating power suddenly burst out! There was no longer any wind in the field, and all the power turned into small and strong wind blades that swirled in all directions. Yu Cangwu's long stick also changed in shape, and it was elastically bent into a bow, flying around his body, and the mana he brought up protected his body. But his form was lifted off the ground. Because at this time, the earth and stones that have reached the ground have been shattered by the wind blade, and the smoke and dust are everywhere, and there is no longer a solid foothold.

Feng Junzi smiled slightly, and wrote the second stroke of the word "down" from top to bottom. This vertical fall is like heaven and earth hanging upside down. All the tiny blades of the wind converged into a gust of wind, falling from the sky, smashing into the ground, and then rolling upwards. Yu Cangwu could no longer resist, and his body was supported by the flying long stick, like a disemboweled, flying far away.

The Wind Gentleman didn't even look at him, and his wrist turned. The last point of the word "down" was dropped. This last stroke fell on the fan, and there was a slight sound of "poof" in the field. The slight sound was like an earth-shattering explosion in the distance, and it was inaudible to my ears, but the ground of the entire valley seemed to tremble slightly. With this slight sound, the scene of flying sand and rocks and the wind swept in front of the ground fighting method within five zhang suddenly stopped! The smoke and dust dissipated. All the rolled up rubble was powdered and scattered to the ground in that instant.

As soon as Feng Junzi let go, the pure black brush and the four words on the fan turned into black mist and flew back into black Ruyi. Sprinkled with gold, the white cloud fan is still clean, a trace of ink is not stained, and the wind gentleman carefully folds it and takes it back into his arms. At this time, Yu Cangwu flew out of the ground and his figure fell to the ground. He landed in a coincidental position. It was the place where he was standing in the valley just now, and he walked from this place to the middle of the field. Yu Cangwu was a little embarrassed, only to see that his ragged clothes were even more torn, and there was a lot of dust on his body. But his expression was calm, and he was not injured.

I saw Yu Cangwu, and I also deliberately noticed the person standing closest to Yu Cangwu. This person stared and opened his mouth like a big toad that was scared stupid, he was Ze Ming, a disciple of the Zhengyi Sect who used to "fight with literature" with me. There were many people in the field whose expressions were similar to those of Sawana, and they all looked petrified with fascination and fascination. The first to speak was the Wind Gentleman. He asked me, "May I ask how Shi Xiaozhen just discussed how to arbitrate?"

Only then did I realize that it was up to me, the "arbiter", to speak. He cleared his throat and said: "Yu Cangwu is a high cultivator, but the son's literary fighting method is incomparable, and he shows the demeanor of his predecessors. It is clear from below, and the two fight each other, each with its own merits. Yu Cangwu flew out of the circle when Gongzi wrote the penultimate stroke. And the four characters of Childe's book 'Merry World' remain the same from beginning to end, and the meaning of the pen is not broken, and finally the book is complete. In this competition, the rivers and lakes are scattered, and the son is the son who forgets his love, and the disciple of the Haitian Valley is defeated by Yu Cangwu!"

As soon as I said this, there was a roar of applause in the valley. It seems that there are many people who only see the excitement but do not see the doorway. Feng Junzi nodded and said, "Shi Zhenren has good eyesight and is friendly to Dao cultivation...... Yu Daoyou didn't expect you to hold on until my last stroke. Defeat by a fraction of a centimeter, admiration, admiration!"

Yu Cangwu bowed his hand from afar: "The seniors exalted me too much, and Yu Mou knew in his heart that he didn't dare to be praised like this." When I flew out of the circle, I looked back in the air, and it was clear that my predecessor's last stroke was the power of the visible and divine annihilation! I would also like to thank my predecessor for casting a spell to send me out of the circle before that moment. Yu Cangwu was still thankful, but there was a little more loneliness in his expression.

I saw his loneliness in my eyes and sighed secretly. Who is it not good for Yu Cangwu's cultivation to fight? He just faced the wind gentleman! He was originally an ascetic, and according to him, he would not be tempted by the treasures of the world. But I can figure out why he made a move. Just now, I saw that the magic weapon he used, that is, the long stick, can be used as a magic weapon, of course, it will not be an ordinary thing, but it is definitely not very outstanding in the cultivation of magic weapons. He used this long stick to face the red snake whip of Qiye at the sect conference, and finally failed to win the championship, and probably would be unwilling. Today, when I see an artifact such as a cloud wand, I will inevitably be tempted.

Not to mention Yu Cangwu, I haven't forgotten my duty, turned to Yu Wenshu and the old man on the sidelines, and said, "Childe and Yu Daoyou have won or lost." Next, the winner will be played by two players, and then a long and short time with Childe's seniors. Please get off the field, both of you. ”

Yu Wenshu glanced at Bao Chun, sighed and laughed at himself: "Old decay is not ugly, even if I can distinguish the winner from the head of Xuan Ming today, I will definitely not be the enemy of the predecessors of the forgetful son." If you know that you can't, why force Yuwenshu to have nothing to do with this artifact. Shi Xiaozhen abstained from the next and retreated, and let Senior Brother Baochun compete with his son. I don't know if it's possible?"

I glanced at He Feng and He Xi, they all nodded with approving looks, and I also nodded: "The owner of Yuwen Zhuang is extraordinary, his popularity is extraordinary, and his behavior is chic in advancing and retreating according to fate, so please observe it from the audience." ...... The next battle between the senior of the son and the senior brother of Baochun will determine the ownership of the cloud staff. How do you want to fight?"

The Wind Gentleman ignored my questioning and sat back in his chair to rest. Only the old man standing on the sidelines, his face flushed, his expression was very embarrassed and hesitant. Originally, it was a rare good thing to enter the next round without fighting, but everyone could understand Yu Wenshu's words just now: he was sure to win, but he couldn't win against Feng Junzi at all. So if you have to make a move, I'm afraid you can only bring humiliation on yourself. Hug Chun was there for a long time, and finally hugged his fists and said: "Just now, I saw Gongzi's predecessors and Yu Daoyou fighting, and I thought about it again and again, and there was no way to crack Gongzi's calligraphy. So he also abstained. ”

If you abstain, you will abstain, look at how chic Yuwenshu goes, and the old man has to find a step for himself. I said unhurriedly: "Senior Brother Baochun, the head of the Xuanming Sect, also knows that the ownership of the cloud staff has been decided—you can take it, the seniors of the son." ”