Chapter 402: Drunk and the Universe
One cup of good color, ten cups of courage. Half-intoxicated, you can feel free, and drunkenly, you can return to Taihe. ----------Tang Yuanzhen's "Rewarding Lotte to Persuade Drunkness"
It is said that Zijing's figure was erratic, his moves were like lightning, and he suddenly advanced and retreated like flying. Qiushui's long sword passed by Chen Long's chest, warning Chen Long to retreat. The disciples did not even see whether Zijing drew his sword. Unexpectedly, Chen Long was so stubborn that he even drew his sword in his hand and insisted on challenging the Nanlin Sword Sect's number one swordsman.
Amidst the uproar among the female disciples, Baoyue slowly walked to Chen Long's side, and also drew out her long sword to face Zijing. Both of them share the deep feeling of life and death. Bao Yue shouted: "Brother, if you want to die, we will die together! Great Sword Master, since you are unreasonable, just take action!"
Zijing's beautiful eyebrows frowned, and she froze in place for a moment. When Wei Feng was young, he thought he was a romantic and loved countless women in Chang'an. How could he be willing to kill them with his own hands? I had a crush on this girl from the Zhen family at first sight, but this was really troublesome.
With a smile in her eyes, Bao Yue said to Chen Long: "Jet Kune Do!" The two of them had the same mind. Chen Long understood that Bao Yue was talking about integrating the Jeet Kune Do double combat method practiced by the two into the kendo to resist Zijing's erratic movement. . Chen Long set up a portal and said to Bao Yue, "Great swordsman, our brother and sister have low martial arts skills and we advance and retreat together. If two of us hit you one, isn't it a violation?"
Zijing slowly pulled the Qiu Shui Sword out of its scabbard, and saw that the sword's body was like water, its aura was like frost, and its cold blood groove glowed with the cold light of metal, obviously extremely sharp. Zijing said slowly: "Don't worry, little sister of the Zhen family, in this case, I will never let Qiushui Sword be stained with blood." When the disciples heard that Zijing knew that Zijing had no intention of killing, they clapped their hands, and Qiu Jian was furious. Blowing his beard and staring.
Baoyue smiled, and Wei Xi's heart skipped a beat when she saw it. She said with a pretty mouth: "Thank you, Master Swordsman, for showing mercy." Wei Zijing put the long sword back into its sheath, stepped left and right a few times, and showed a few signs of staggering. In a drunken state, it turned out to be a drunken sword, but it was attacked with the sheath attached.
At this point, the battle between Zijing and the Zhen brothers and sisters has officially begun, but the tense atmosphere has weakened a lot. Zijing was in a drunken state, stepping on the Seventh Palace and Bagua. His long sword flicked left and right, drawing countless large and small sword circles, covering the two people within the attack range.
Zijing's Qiu Shui Sword started from being slightly drunk. There is a sword in the drunkenness. The power of the sword is intoxicated and rises and falls continuously. It can be said that it has both spirit and form, strong and soft at the same time. Suddenly the drunkenness intensified, and he went crazy, until he was extremely drunk, his steps were as gorgeous as a dance, his body fell and rose, the sword was light and erratic, and it went straight to the Tanzhong point on Chen Long's chest on the right side like lightning. .
"The sword embodies the magic in the drunken form, and hides the murderous intention in the falling." This is the secret of Zijing's sword technique. Not only does it have to follow certain rules while being free and unrestrained, but it also requires a high degree of freedom of movement while strictly abiding by the rules. It is also precisely in the drunken state of stumbling, leaning forward and backward that there are hints of collapse, provocation, and slashing. , sweeping clouds, pressing belts, hanging and holding through and other martial arts attack and defense methods; a variety of sword-handling skills are hidden in the fall and fall; the spiral and whip force are generated in the staggering drunken state to achieve the purpose of defeating the enemy. .
Chen Long had never seen such a splendid swordsmanship before. He could only concentrate on his concentration and follow the sword with his body. He did not look at his body shape and footwork. He only looked at the tip of the Qiushui Sword's scabbard. He used the sword as a knife and struck at the Qiushui Sword. . Between the movement and the stillness, Baoyue's long sword also moved. The long sword moved straight forward, just like the jab in Jeet Kune Do. The point where the sword tip landed was the handsome face that Zijing was most proud of.
Zijing fought against the Zhen brothers and sisters. Seeing that the other party might have a two-person fighting method, he did not panic. The long sword moved east and west, and in his madness, he deflected Chen Long's long sword. He also unexpectedly shifted his position and made a The posture of walking on the ground is actually a kung fu like iron plate bridge. As expected, the waist is as white as a willow, the most meaningful. The scene is poetic and picturesque, infinitely "drunk and beautiful" and alluring, intoxicated, like a mellow and rich fragrance. After thousands of years of aging, Zijing took advantage of the situation and winked at Baoyue to show his intention to seduce her.
Chen Long had long seen through Zijing's ambition for "his own girl", and his childlike innocence suddenly emerged, and he also blinked at Baoyue. Baoyue was confused by the man's message for a moment, rolled his eyes and snorted, stabbing with his long sword in response to the great swordsman teasing him.
The three of them were half-truthful and half-false, rolling over and over together. The disciples below Qiu Jian can be considered experts in martial arts, but they have never seen two-person swordsmanship. Moreover, their coordination is simple and direct, and their moves are all necessary to attack the enemy. Although the swordsmanship is rough and rough, they still cooperate with each other tacitly, which objectively destroys the artistic conception of Zijing's drunken sword. The footwork of Zijing's righteousness is a little messy, and there is a little more back and forth in the drunken step that should be strict. Tengnuo, the long sword also blocked more up and down, and the offense and defense were almost divided. This was a situation that Zijing had never imagined at the beginning of the battle.
For the first time, Zijing felt a little regretful. He wanted to show off in front of the beautiful woman, so he did not unsheath the Qiu Shui Sword. Without the sharp magic weapon, the Drunk Sword lost the threat of slashing and stabbing. It only had a few blows, and its power was much smaller. Zijing's Dantian luck gradually increased her internal strength, especially for Chen Long's sword style. Zijing increased the strength of the blows. The speed of the long sword surged, and the internal force was wrapped outside the scabbard. The entire Qiushui Sword seemed to have turned into an iron stick.
Chen Long immediately felt the same and sneered in his heart. Even if he faced the sword god Wang Yue, he was not afraid. The Tuanxi Gong was running, and the internal energy burst out like a flood. With a bang, it hit Zijing's sheathed Qiushui sword. The two internal forces collided, making a sound like a defeat. Zijing's sword stagnated violently and was blocked by the outer door. At this moment, Baoyue's sword had reached Zijing's chest.
Zijing was shocked. She didn't expect that Chen Long's internal strength was so strong. Although he didn't use his full strength, even if he was one-on-one, Zhen Dong might be able to fight. What is the origin of these siblings who are so powerful?
Zijing's thoughts flashed in an instant. Baoyue's long sword was already in front of her eyes. The Qiushui sword was still stuck with Chen Long's sword. Zijing grabbed it with her left hand and pinched the edge of Baoyue's sword. For a moment, the three of them stopped, all frozen there. Baoyue couldn't draw his sword, so he abandoned his sword and whipped his leg straight towards Zijing's thigh. Chen Long had a clear idea and at the same time abandoned his sword, stood up and turned sideways. A beautiful tornado kick swept towards Zijing's right shoulder.
This move is a move in Jeet Kune Do. The two have practiced together for a long time and have a very tacit understanding. Zijing has three long swords stuck to his left and right hands. Facing the two flying kicks so close to him, it is impossible not to change positions, so he has to With some force under his feet, his body flew back down and landed back on the steps.
At this moment, everyone shouted "Hello" and Zijing threw away the two long swords of Chen Long and Bao Yue. His old face was slightly red and he looked at the two brothers and sisters in the field. Although he did not lose the duel, as the supreme great swordsman, he still lost face when he was forced to retreat by two new disciples. Zijing pulled gently, and the Qiu Shui Sword came out of its sheath. He pointed at the two people in the field and shouted: "Qiu Shui is the most precious treasure of my Zhongnan Secret Realm. It is extremely sharp. Be careful! It's still too late to quit now!"
Chen Long and Bao Yue looked at each other. Bao Yue quickly took out a short knife from her boot. Chen Long also had a black iron whip in his hand, which was what Cao Chun had captured. Since Zijing wants to use force, Chen Long and Baoyue will definitely fight him to the end.
If you want to know what happens next, listen to the explanation next time.
