Chapter 74 (1/2)
Everyone turned their heads and ears. Unexpectedly, Tubo could invite North Kunlun disciples to help. They were shocked and looked at zhamuhe one after another.
Zhamu is satisfied with his heart, but he tries to bear a smile on the surface, pretending to have a clear wind and light clouds.
Huolun's body method is very different from Chinese martial arts. His conversion is often unexpected. His internal skill cultivation is also exquisite and profound. After he came to Daqi, he found people to compete with each other many times, which is a rare enemy.
However, the Taoist Xuangong secret skills of the disciples of North Kunlun are not comparable in the realm and level of ancient Persia's martial arts with assassination as the main way. Yuan Tianwen's magic spirit sword technique is illusory and flexible. It is the enemy of Huolun's mysterious body method. It seems that he wants to hit the sword tip several times, and Yuan Tianwen's internal power cultivation is not below Huolun at all.
Compared with the two, Huolun gradually showed his defeat. Seeing that he couldn't support 30 moves, he simply generously stopped the war and said sincerely: ”I've heard that North Kunlun is the holy land of martial arts and the leader of the Wulin for a long time. As expected, Huolun sighed that he was inferior and was willing to bow down.”
Yuan Tian asked his right hand to bear the sword behind him. He looked at Rouran who had not done it yet and Kui Mu wolf who had one left and asked, ”who will attack the challenge first?”
Hua Lanting suddenly raised his voice and said, ”I've heard that North Kunlun is detached from the Jianghu and Wulin, and few people participate in secular disputes. Why do you help boxing for Tubo?”
Tu Han was surprised to see Hua Lanting, recommended by the famous North Kunlun resident yuanmiao, ask such a question. He turned to look at Hua Lanting, but he didn't speak.
Yuan Tian asked with a smile: ”I'm just three generations of disciples in North Kunlun. How can I represent the sect? I'm just going down the mountain to meet martial friends and broaden my knowledge. I don't have to support any forces. What's the matter? Do you want to give advice?”
Yuan Tianwen's remark was quite unreasonable, but everyone feared the prestige of North Kunlun, but no one came forward to criticize the debate.
Hua Lanting no longer asked, but came out with a sword and said, ”in that case, I'll experience the supreme skill of Wulin this time.”
Yuan Tianwen seemed disdainful when he heard Hua Lanting's tone. He was annoyed that the world didn't respect the school. The boy who looked a few years younger than himself came out of nowhere. He doubted and then despised himself. He said he couldn't give him some color to see.
Thinking like this, Yuan Tianwen's body method speed and skill strength are a little better than against Huolun. He plans to defeat Hua Lanting quickly to frustrate this person and his soft face.
After a few meetings, Yuan Tian was shocked. The more he hit, the more frightened he became. It was not that Hua Lanting immediately showed great skills to suppress him, but that his magic empty sword technique was based on his superb and mysterious body method. However, Hua Lanting's lightness Kung Fu was like fog and electricity. It was as graceful and graceful as a shock, and the connection between speed and slowness was extremely natural and smooth, He found that he couldn't keep up with the rhythm of hualanting. Since he went to the mountain to practice martial arts, no one has given him this feeling except to practice with the master. How can he not be surprised.
Hua Lanting really only made thirty or forty percent of his strength, and he still used it in practicing lightness skills.
He saw many different vertical lifting techniques of male and female disciples, such as Mu hurried, Lin Xianjing, Yi LiuNian, Feng Qingjun, etc. after being familiar with the Qingquan stone upper body method of the Duke of Qingyuan, he gradually had a vague outline of the lightness skill driving and power method he liked and suitable for his own characteristics. After integrating the essence of Zhou Xi's four character formula for attack and defense, He finally formed a basic set of his own lightness skill, and named it Tianguang suddenly breaking his mind and carefree.
On the one hand, the name is in line with the artistic conception of elegant, natural, calm and sudden changes in speed. On the other hand, it is derived from a que word filled by Feng Qingjun the day before he broke into the plane space alone:
When my hair achieves waist length, how about Mr. Lang's return? This gentleman wants to be free and unfettered. He only wants to spend the night with his son. The sky is suddenly broken, and the snow is old at dusk. The hand silently listens to the thunder and laughs at how charming the country is. The mist lingers in the clouds, and the breeze blows over the eyebrows. Walk in front of the court and watch Guanlan's mind.
Yuan Tianwen's lightness skill is good. Hua Lanting regards him as a touchstone to test the effect of actual combat.
He was experimenting. Yuan Tianwen couldn't hang on his face. He was fooled with lightness skills against the gold lettered signboard of North Kunlun, which made him feel embarrassed. So he decided to take out the Kung Fu to press the bottom of the box in advance to get back his face. He also practiced only three of the thirteen movements, which are better than magic empty sword.
Just thinking about it, Yuan Tianwen found that the speed of hualanting had slowed down. When he looked carefully, hualanting's sideburns were sweating slightly, and his strength was gone! Fight back immediately. Yuan Tianwen quickly launched a tornado like attack. It worked. Just listen to a clang, hualanting's wrist acupoints were swept by the sword, and the Epee fell to the ground.
Hua Lanting returned to Tu Han's back and said something. If something went wrong, he closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.
Tuhan didn't say anything on his face, but he said in his heart that the young man is just not hairy and can't handle affairs well. He might as well bring the green cliff of the chopping Dragon Ridge. Fortunately, he has great confidence in Wu Guangzhi, the pro Wei. Seeing that Yuan Tianwen didn't mean to rest, he patted the shoulder of another attendant he brought. Wu Guangzhi understood and stepped out slowly towards yuan Tianwen.
Wu guangzhisheng's hair and eyes are black, but his nose is high and his eyes are deep. He also has the characteristics of Hu people in the western regions. He looks like a hybrid.
He was tall and strong, hidden behind Tuhan, and his eyebrows were pleasing to the eye. He was not very eye-catching, but he looked like a mountain, calm as an abyss and a style of everyone.
In his hand was a rare heavy weapon outside the door - the one legged copper man.
Yuan Tian asked, his eyes shrunk. Just looking at it, he knew that this opponent was difficult to deal with.
Wu Guangzhi went to the scene and said, ”young master yuan, I'm gentle. Wu Guangzhi, let's take a few hands and stop. Please!”
Yuan Tianwen decided to try a few moves first and draw a sword rain again with the magic empty sword technique.
Wu Guangzhi was motionless and his eyes closed slightly. The sword is too fast to see with the naked eye. He judges the landing point completely by listening to the wind and identifying the position. The one legged copper man in his right hand is light as if there is nothing in his hand. He moves in front of and behind him from time to time, always blocking the sword tip properly.
Yuan Tian asked that the attack was fruitless. He no longer hesitated and used his unique skill.
In the first move, thirteen sword flowers burst open at one time. There was only a sound of Ding. It was not enough to listen to the wind to distinguish the position. The copper man in Wu Guangzhi's hand danced quickly, and thirteen residual shadows pulled over. Thirteen white marks appeared on the copper man and blocked it.
Before he could breathe, Yuan Tianwen's second move was launched. The figure had reached behind Wu Guangzhi, and Wu Guangzhi's spirit was locked back. Yuan Tianwen's body appeared at the bottom of his left like a ghost. The silver light flew up and lifted the Yin sword! Behind him is a virtual shadow!
Good Wu Guangzhi, exhale, bend down, insert willows obliquely, lean back with his waist and legs, nail his lower leg firmly to the ground, and dodge a vicious sword.
Without a pause, Yuan Tianwen got up, twisted his waist and shook his wrists. The long sword stabbed Wu Guangzhi's throat. The sword tip was cold and prosperous. Those who watched the people with weak skills had to close their eyes. The silver bottle of the third type suddenly cracked, and all their internal power was poured into the sword tip to finish their work in a sword.
Wu Guangzhi simply lay on the ground and sneaked his internal power. The copper man met the sword tip with one foot.