New Year is ten days away.
Ten days is neither long nor long, but it can still do a lot of things. For example, practice.
In the morning, Yu Zhi followed Li Haomiao's instructions and came to an extremely remote courtyard in the west city. There is an old locust tree in the yard. The tall trunk can be seen from outside the yard wall, and the branches weighed down by snow also extend outside the wall. It looks like it has been growing for a hundred years.
The paint on the courtyard door has fallen off, and only the cracked red color in the corner proves that this was once a wealthy family. Today it is a dilapidated courtyard.
Yu Zhi pushed open the door and entered, followed by Ye Qinghuan.
The yard was very clean, and there was no sense of chaos like Yu Zhi had imagined, with fallen leaves everywhere and no one taking care of them. Pushing open the courtyard door, there is a large open space, and the big locust tree occupies a corner of the open space. There are stone tables and benches beside the locust tree, and directly in front of Yu Zhi and Ye Qinghuan are three simple thatched houses. And there should be a backyard behind it. Gardens in Kyoto are basically of the same style.
You can see many thatched houses like this in the suburbs far away from Kyoto, and they are indeed rare in Kyoto.
"coming."
When Ye Qinghuan followed, Yu Zhi just said mysteriously that I would give you a surprise.
Seeing Li Haomiao walking out of the thatched house, Ye Qinghuan stared at him intently. There was no need for Yu Zhi's superfluous introduction. Anyone who practiced swordsmanship knew Li Haomiao. Even if he had not seen the real person, he had seen the portrait.
Yu Zhi only responded. He does not admire Li Haomiao as much as Ye Qinghuan. After all, the two were acquaintances. Although they felt that Li Haomiao was powerful, they couldn't bear the thought of admiration.
"Today's arrangement is very simple. You cannot be caught by him in this yard within an hour." Li Haomiao pointed at the person beside him casually.
Only then did Yu Zhi see a man in black following Li Haomiao. I saw that the man was wrapped in black clothes from top to bottom, with a black hat on his head. His face could not be seen clearly, only a pair of bright eyes were exposed. Dressing like this in broad daylight makes people feel uncomfortable unconsciously. Yu Zhi and the man looked at each other and immediately looked away.
murderous look. Even if it wasn't for himself, he must have killed someone. Yu Zhi had seen those lone wolves on the grassland, and they also had the same bloodthirsty eyes.
The man in black was the man Li Haomiao met on the street.
"Uncle, who is this person?" Yu Zhi asked in a panic. First, he felt that he was already panicking when he saw such a dress, and second, he vaguely felt that this man had a murderous intention towards him.
Li Haomiao patted Yu Zhi on the shoulder, squinted his eyes, and whispered in Yu Zhi's ear: "He is the one who wants to kill you. I told him that in this yard, if you are caught by him, then... ....”
Yu Zhi turned pale and asked in horror: "What then?"
"Life and death are determined by destiny." Li Haomiao looked regretful, just shy of sending another elegiac couplet to Yu Zhi. "You don't need to worry too much. I made an agreement with him that he can only use the fourth level of Armor Breaking. After all, you are my nephew, and my uncle still feels sorry for you."
Yu Zhi glared at Li Haomiao fiercely, thinking how could this person be so hateful, and he would definitely tell his aunt and ask her to clean it up.
Yu Zhi was thinking this, and then he saw Li Haomiao taking Ye Qinghuan to the bottom of the big locust tree. Yu Zhi didn't have time to care about how Ye Qinghuan got along with Li Haomiao. He saw the man in black taking a step forward and locking himself with a breath.
"Haha, senior... be gentle."
As soon as he finished speaking, the figure of the man in black had disappeared before his eyes, and cold sweat broke out on Yu Zhi's back. He vaguely felt that there was someone behind him.
Uh-huh!
Yu Zhi exerted force on his legs, and the soil on the ground splashed backwards, revealing two extremely deep footprints. He jumped up and left his original position. At the moment Yu Zhi left, there was a deep mark on the ground where he was. It was very thin and long. He didn't know what kind of weapon was used, but Yu Zhi knew Your own neck will not be harder than the ground.
There was no time to think too much, Yu Zhi ran quickly in the small yard.
"The yard is not big. There are only a few thatched houses that can be used as bunkers. Maybe we can go to the backyard, but the other party must be more familiar with the terrain than me. What should I do? Although the cultivation level is suppressed at the fourth level of Armor Breaking, judging from the situation just now, The other party's experience and skills are far beyond what I can compare with." Yu Zhi analyzed in his mind and scolded Li Haomiao by the way.
The man in black didn't seem to be in a hurry to catch Yu Zhi, and watched Yu Zhi running towards the backyard. As he walked around the thatched house, he heard a voice behind him.
"Level 4 Armor Breaking, don't cross the line. Otherwise, you will know the consequences of angering a master-level expert."
Even though the tone is gentle, the words in the sentence reveal a lot of threatening meaning.
The man in black didn't stop and continued walking towards the backyard as if he hadn't heard. The so-called consequences were something he couldn't bear. Li Haomiao could kill him or the master behind him.
The backyard is a garden, with rockery lakes and many winding corridors. These are not easy for Yu Zhi to travel through, and the same is true for the man in black. What Yu Zhi wanted was a bunker, to avoid the sight of the man in black and try to delay as much time as possible. An hour is very long, and every minute and every second will be the moment when Yu Zhi loses his life.
At this time, Yu Zhi was hiding behind a rockery, holding his breath. He could only hear his own rapid heartbeat in his ears.
Uh-huh!
The sharp sound of breaking wind made Yu Zhi feel something bad. He immediately left the rockery and jumped to the eaves of the corridor. I saw the man in black had appeared on the rockery where Yu Zhi was.
"Senior, you can only use your level 4 Armor Breaking skills to catch me. I don't think the two of us should waste our efforts and spend this hour quietly." Yu Zhi suggested. He has cultivated martial arts true energy, and the true energy alone is already above the fourth level of Armor Breaking. The opponent is better than him in experience and moves.
The man in black was also feeling aggrieved. The fourth level of armor breaking was his cultivation many years ago. Now he didn't expect that he would have to suppress his cultivation to deal with a little kid. According to his current cultivation level, Yu Zhi would not be able to survive a single breath in his hands.
When he found Yu Zhi hiding behind the rockery, at that moment, he wanted to kill Yu Zhi with a thunder blow. However, there is a Li Haomiao in the front yard. He does not have a sword with him today, but he can kill people at any time. That night, the man in black on the street had already experienced the power of this swordsman master.
Seeing that the man in black made no movement, Yu Zhi stood on the eaves and waited for the man in black. If the enemy does not move, I will not move.
Suddenly, the man in black moved and flew up towards the corridor eaves. In an instant, Yu Zhi's heart tightened and he immediately ran away.
The black tile was trampled into many pieces by the two people, and fell into the small lake one after another, causing ripples. Thanks to his experience of rock climbing among the steep peaks of Tiandao Mountain, Yu Zhi became somewhat comfortable dodging on the rocks on the courtyard wall.
Compared to the turmoil on Yu Zhi's side, Ye Qinghuan's side was calm. A strong person at the master level is not necessarily suitable for teaching others, and this is the case with Li Haomiao. Except for a master who was found for him by his family when he was a swordsman when he was a child, he always relied on himself to explore. It was also fortunate that a certain wealthy general at that time had access to all the Buddhist scriptures in his family.
Gifted. This word is not an exaggeration at all to describe Li Haomiao.
Li Haomiao sat on the stone bench, watching Ye Qinghuan's every move, and remembered the scene when he was practicing. At that time in Kyoto, Li Haomiao was already a celebrity in Kyoto. Dressed in white and wielding a long sword, he attracted countless women willing to wander around the world with him.
He became famous at a young age, just like Ye Qinghuan now, but Ye Qinghuan's aloof temperament attracts those women more than Li Haomiao. The difference between the two is that Li Haomiao welcomes everyone and is always able to drink and admire the moon with those yellow-flowered girls, while Ye Qinghuan keeps a distance.
Ye Qinghuan's swordsmanship is already very good, and he is no better than Li Haomiao back then.
After reading it, Li Haomiao said: "Your sword is very fast, but too fast."
Ye Qinghuan didn't understand what this meant, and said blankly: "The only martial arts in the world that can't be broken is fast."
Li Haomiao smiled dumbly after hearing this, and said with a smile: "Who taught you this."
"That's what the book says." After Ye Qinghuan finished speaking, he thought for a while and added, "The Li Supervisor also said the same."
Li Haomiao spoke even more happily. He naturally knew that Supervisor Li was referring to his sister. "What does she know?" Disdainful words could only be said behind Li Qingru's back.
"Quick, of course, that's right. There was once a sharp knife hand in the Northern Army, a strong man of the eighth level. A pair of sharp knives in his hands was like chopping melons and vegetables on the battlefield, but the waist knife in the hands of a man in the Prairie Wolf Court was also the same. Extremely fast, after the two of them fought, Kuaishou was defeated."
"Is the waist knife faster?"
"No, the man from the Prairie Wolf Court was much slower than the sharp swordsman, but he won." Li Haomiao explained, "What you seek in swordsmanship is not speed, but the means to protect others and yourself. Being fast will overwhelm your opponent. But as long as the other party can bear it, it’s useless no matter how fast you go.”
"The art of martial arts lies in surprise. Never let your opponent expect your next move. When fighting, you must especially master the changes in rhythm." As he spoke, Li Haomiao picked up a branch on the ground and demonstrated. "It's urgent and slow at times, as quiet as a virgin, as moving as a runaway rabbit, as graceful as a startled giant, and as agile as a swimming dragon. If it's fast, it can strike like a thunderbolt, if it's slow, it can be done with ease."
The branches waved in the air, sometimes like a mighty river, sometimes like a trickle flowing slowly.
"Do you understand?" Li Haomiao asked, holding a branch with his left hand behind his back.
Ye Qinghuan was silent for a moment, then nodded in understanding.
"It's okay, it's okay. I'm teachable. I'm smarter than Xiao Yu'er." Li Haomiao was very pleased and instantly understood Li Qingru's sense of accomplishment in guarding a broken academy. It was his first time to give guidance to others, and he didn't think he was a good teacher. He just pointed out some problems he encountered during his practice, summarized his experience after failure, and then taught it to Ye Qinghuan.
What Li Haomiao didn't say was that the sharp swordsman was his friend. After he died from the knife, he ran to the grassland and killed the opponent with a faster sword.
For the strong, a quick sword cannot break.
