Now that Tang Bufeng's mind was clear again, everyone took a deep breath and helped Lao Sanjin and Yun Zhong aside. Many people even went to get medicine for injuries in case of emergency.
In fact, the two of them were not injured. Lao Sanjin only had a slight numbness in his arm, while Yun Zhong had been fighting for too long and was exhausted by the powerful and heavy sword move. There was no injury to his whole body.
Lao Sanjin flexed his sore arms and gave Yun Zhong, who was sitting upright, a bared smile, "The younger generation is to be feared. Your sword-handling posture as a young man is indeed not bad. If we only talk about the exquisiteness of the moves, Xiao Tang is not as good as him."
Yun Zhong smiled bitterly.
Only the young man himself knows the dangers involved. Although it seemed that he was only slightly defeated in the game, if no one disturbed him, Tang Bufeng would probably hurt his vitals within a few dozen rounds. It's inevitable. Besides, the reason for the exquisite sword moves is mostly due to Professor Wu Shuang, who has little to do with Yun Zhong's self-enlightenment, and has little to be confident about.
Looking at the young man's face, Lao Sanjin thought that the young man had suffered a small defeat and was feeling depressed both physically and mentally, so he kindly offered words of comfort.
"Xiao Tang has been practicing swordsmanship for fifteen years. I am proud enough to be able to fight him to this level. Young man, don't be so anxious. No matter how talented you are in martial arts, you still need countless hours of practice. ." The old man with big shoulders and round waist looked sideways at Yun Zhong, with a playful look on his face, "Boy, tell the truth, did your master teach you this frightening swordsmanship? Don't think that my old three-pound skill will be inferior to that of my younger brother. A lot, but the power of vision is still there. If you really realize it on your own, then I am afraid that in the future, this world will really usher in a swordsman who can look down on the world."
After kneading his sore arms a few times, the young man shook his head and said, "Don't bury this junior. If I were such a monster, how could I have been defeated for a while. Speaking of those swords, they were indeed taught by the master. As for why I didn't reveal anything, It's all because I don't want to reveal my master's name when I travel around the world. After all, relying on my master's name to seek good fortune and avoid disaster is not a long-term solution."
The eyes of Lao Sanjin on the other side gradually became strange as the young man spoke.
In today's Qiling Jianghu, the young generation are willing to climb a high branch. When they go out to travel in the Jianghu, they sign up for a number and bring the prefix of which sect they bring, which always makes them louder.
Li Si, who was sent by Qianqiumen to make ink to protect merchants, was many miles ahead of Li Si who came to ask for advice.
Secondly, if there is some connection between people with the same name, even if you encounter gangsters when you go out, you can probably save your life. Therefore, they all claim to be famous sects. Almost everyone they meet on the road calls themselves disciples of the great sect, which is really ridiculous.
Therefore, the various sects are really helpless. This group of unofficial people who use the name of the sect, not to mention that when they encounter criminals on the road to temporarily save their lives, they even use the name of the sect to commit crimes and commit crimes. This really makes these few The family sect spent a lot of effort.
Therefore, the heads of several sects later worked together to create a number of waist badges in their respective sects. The marks were all unique. If anyone lost their badges, a notice would be posted as soon as possible to avoid many people with ulterior motives replacing them. Only in this way did the impostor culture improve.
Today's Lao Sanjin is surprised by this. Others are eager to rely on the reputation of their own sect to travel around the world. What's more, this young man's master is probably extremely skilled. Otherwise, how could the young man challenge Xiao Tang at such an age? His powerful sword skills? It should be noted that rapid progress in sword training can be regarded as extraordinary talent, but if one can create countless superb sword skills at a young age, then one can really call him an evil spirit. Therefore, Lao Sanjin already thought that the young master's swordsmanship was so good that even if he were in Qiling, he would be a ruthless figure who could shock the whole world with just a stomp of his feet, so he was even more surprised by the young man's words.
"Why don't you want to? Let's not mention the younger generation of martial arts people in the other eight countries. At least from what I can see, there are countless jocks in Qiling who are trying to win the favor of the sect. In this way, in the future, I can borrow money from them. The reputation of Master's sect is spread all over the world. Even if it doesn't attract the envy of others, it can increase the possibility of escaping from dangerous situations. Isn't this the best?"
The young man thought hard for a moment, and then seemed to have figured out something, and answered slowly, "If you ask why I don't want to, it's probably because I read many martial arts picture books when I was a child. If I think about it carefully, the characters in them are all One person can kill with one sword across the rivers and lakes, and there really is no one who declares himself home and brings the master with him. After all, if he is defeated and asked to be beaten, the master cannot take the beating for his apprentice."
After hearing what the young man said, Lao Sanjin burst out laughing. At the beginning of the questioning, he really didn't expect the young man to say anything valuable. He only thought that his master had carefully warned him before leaving, so that the young man never mentioned his master's name. But after hearing these rather rogue words, Lao Sanjin was quite optimistic about this young man. In the world of martial arts, judging people is not all based on their skills, but more on whether their temperament suits their tastes.
What’s more, what kind of splendid scene is the world in this person’s heart?
"Young man, I have been traveling with the caravan for several days, and you seem to have not announced your name yet." The old man smiled.
"Yun Zhong." The young man also smiled.
Everyone in the caravan saw that Yun Zhong and Lao Sanjin were not seriously injured and had not even used any medicine for their injuries. They finally felt relieved and started eating for lunch. Although it is very hot at noon and many people have poor appetites, they should always use their meals. Otherwise, if there is no food in the stomach during the few hours before night, it will be more likely to develop sha and catch the heat, which will be disadvantageous.
Lao Sanjin went back to the carriage alone to escape the heat. After all, despite his age, many things were left to the young and strong, so it would not cause any criticism.
Yun Zhong continued to rest on the spot for a while, moving his Qi week after week, until most of the fatigue, soreness and swelling in his body had been eliminated, and then he slightly gathered his breath.
Although this literary fight was dangerous, fortunately no life was hurt. It was really a great luck. As for the defeat in this battle, the young man was not puzzled. At that moment, almost all the moves he had learned were used, but Tang Bufeng was not able to escape. The result was mostly determined.
In the final analysis, it is not that the young man's skill with swordsmanship is faulty, but that his accumulation is indeed insufficient. In addition, the importance of these moves lies in the spirit rather than the form. Seventy-eight points of spying on the form, but it is still not as good as two more points of divine will. Smooth. Furthermore, Tang Bufeng's physical endurance was much higher than that of a young man. If he ran out of moves, it would be difficult to continue.
It is enough to see that the body and bones cannot be underestimated, whether it is a martial artist practicing boxing, kicking, or practicing weapons. It can even be said to be the foundation of one's life and is extremely important.
Just as Yun Zhong was thinking of this, there was someone sitting beside him, silent.
