Han Changsheng entered the valley, and soon met Jiu Xianfeng.
Feng Lairen held the wine jar and was drinking, when he saw another person coming in, he muttered dissatisfiedly: "There are so many guests today, Lu Honghua really made me a big trouble."
When Han Changsheng came in this time, he didn't intend to win, he just wanted to test how much this windy man weighed. One must know that An Yuan has practiced martial arts with him for so long, he is also very talented, he is a good material for practicing martial arts, and now he can be regarded as a first-class master in the world, but he lost to Feng Lairen, what a pity Jiuxiangu He and An Yuan were not allowed to enter at the same time, otherwise he would have understood what was going on as long as he was watching from the side. Now he had to try it himself.
The man from Fenglai saw that Han Changsheng was silent, and said, "Boy, don't you want to report your name?"
Han Changsheng said: "No need. Senior, please do it."
These juniors who have come to challenge rarely do it themselves first. Firstly, they respect the elders, and secondly, they are taboo. Feng Lairen didn't talk nonsense, with a hook of his foot, a wine jar that had just been drunk flew towards Han Changsheng's face.
Han Changsheng didn't hide at all, and split the wine jar with his sword. As usual, Feng Lairen took advantage of this moment to attack, Han Changsheng never took his eyes off him, and easily avoided it.
However, Han Changsheng just avoided and didn't attack much, even if he attacked, he was still probing, just drawing out the tricks of the wind. Fenglairen's Drunken Sword moves fast and sometimes slowly, seemingly chaotic and orderly, but it is difficult to get his rhythm right. The reason why Drunken Sword became famous and countless masters were defeated by it is precisely because of this.
But Han Changsheng didn't take the bait—because he didn't intend to attack at all. No matter how many flaws Fenglairen sold him, he would never be moved.
"Boy." Feng Lairen hiccupped and hooked his fingers unsteadily, "Why, don't you dare come over?"
Han Changsheng smiled.
Then, when Fenglairen appeared drunk again, Han Changsheng finally attacked! Han Changsheng's sword was in front of Fenglairen's eyes, Fenglairen tilted his head as if drunk to the point of collapse, dodged Han Changsheng's sword, and punched Han Changsheng in the rib in a stretched posture. attack. Han Changsheng dodged quickly, and the wind came to hook his feet again. Han Changsheng jumped back and dodged again.
Feng Lairen chased several moves in a row, Han Changsheng dodged them one by one, when Feng Lairen felt bored and wanted to back away, Han Changsheng would hook him up and make another move, just like this, you come and go, Han Changsheng smiled Feeling more and more enthusiastic, suddenly, he jumped out of the battle, cupped his hands and said: "Senior, I admit defeat."
Feng Lairen let out a belch with a strong smell of alcohol: "Admit defeat?"
"Yes." Han Changsheng said, "I admit defeat. I'm leaving, see you, senior." After speaking, he turned around and strode away, as if he was afraid of someone chasing after him and shouting for him to give him a token.
Han Changsheng has almost tried the depth of the wind. This guy is indeed a master, his Drunken Sword is chaotic and orderly, and the most rare thing is that this order is chaotic, and it is impossible to study his routines. But it doesn't matter, to defeat an enemy, you don't have to study his routines, as long as you have enough strength, you can win no matter what! After fighting a few moves just now, Han Changsheng already had a solid idea in his heart, as long as he exerted all his strength, it would not be difficult to defeat Feng Lairen. Ordinarily, with An Yuan's level, he shouldn't be defeated by Feng Lai so quickly. I really don't know what went wrong with that guy. In short, this matter can only be left to oneself!
After Han Changsheng left, Feng Lairen went back to the rockery and lay down, and opened another jar of wine. Not long after, footsteps sounded again in the valley, and the man from Fenglai sighed heavily: "There are quite a few people here today."
But when he looked up, it was a woman who came.
Feng Lairen squinted his eyes and stretched his waist: "It's you."
The woman covered her nose and walked to a place ten meters away from the wind and sat down in disgust: "Every time I see you, the smell of alcohol on your body is too strong. I said those who were defeated by you, could it be the one who was defeated by you?" Drunk and defeated without a fight, right?"
Feng Lairen chuckled, didn't take it seriously, picked up the wine jar and continued to drink.
The woman asked, "How have you been these few days?"
Feng Lai said humanely: "There are a lot of three-legged cats here, and I beat them back. Just now, two young people came here. They are not very old, and their swordsmanship and reaction are good. One is a little weaker, and the other is inexplicable. They came to try my tricks, and they left without calling. But if you came to see them earlier, I think you would like them."
"Oh?" The woman's eyes lit up when she heard it, "Really?"
Feng Lai shook his head: "It's a pity. No matter how much you like Hua Yueniang, if you can't pass my test, you can't do it either."
Hua Yueniang curled her lips, raised her legs, and said, "I'm telling you, sometimes don't take it too seriously. Since I have accepted the commission from that guy Lu Honghua, I will stay in your Jiuxian Valley for a while to prevent those people from looking for me everywhere. Stay here. Let me tell you, if my Hua Yueniang has a crush on someone, you have to give me some water!"
"Hehe." Feng Lairen didn't take it seriously, "Even if we passed you and me, as well as that old man with a bad temper, I'm afraid not many people can stand him."
Hua Yueniang twitched her lips, left behind a sentence of "I'm going to clean up the place" and left on my own.
Han Changsheng came out of Jiuxian Valley, said that I lost too, and left Jiuxian Valley on horseback with An Yuan, without mentioning anything about the valley.
The two continued on their way, and spent the night in the wilderness. Early the next morning, An Yuan woke up, but found that the people around him were gone—Han Changsheng only left a note saying that he remembered that a classmate was left behind on the previous day. We are in a town, let An Yuan go first, wait for him in the next town, he will catch up soon.
Of course, Han Changsheng didn't really lose anything when he went, but he put on a beautiful make-up, disguised himself as An Yuan, and then returned to Jiuxian Valley.
The two children outside Jiuxian Valley gasped in surprise when they saw Han Changsheng. It is not uncommon for people to come back to challenge after being defeated by Feng Lairen once, but it is rare, because most of the time the gap between the two cannot be caught up in three to five years. After losing once, they realize that they are completely useless and leave in despair, or there are also people who do not know After practicing for ten days and a half months, thinking that their skills have greatly improved, they will come back to die, and often the second time they fight, Feng Lairen will beat these guys all over the ground to make them recognize themselves more clearly. But after only one day, I have come back to challenge again, I have never seen it before.
Han Changsheng greeted the two boys with a smile, and when the boys let them go, he walked into the valley and heard the boys' comments behind him.
"He seems uglier than yesterday."
"Yeah, I think so too. I was shocked when I saw it for the first time yesterday. There is such a beautiful man in the world. Today is not as beautiful as yesterday!"
Han Changsheng: "..."
Damn you bastards, do you know how hard it is for me! The most difficult person in this world is An Yuan, that bastard! It is so difficult to make yourself beautiful and moving!
"Do you think he can win because he is so beautiful?"
"Who knows, but I hope he loses and comes every day."
Han Chang strode into the valley angrily.
After a while, he came to the rockery yesterday. Fenglairen is the same as yesterday, still lying under the rockery, but the smell of alcohol has become stronger since yesterday, smelling the smell of the valley, people who drink less may be drunk immediately. There were empty wine jars at Fenglairen's feet, and he lay down as if asleep.
And a woman was sitting on the rockery, trimming her nails. When she heard footsteps, she inadvertently raised her head to look at Han Changsheng, then lowered her head and continued trimming. However, in just a moment, as if struck by lightning, she suddenly raised her head and stared at Han Changsheng with bright eyes.
Han Changsheng cupped his hands: "Senior."
Fenglairen didn't respond, and was soundly asleep.
Han Changsheng frowned, and the woman wiped away the drooling saliva, her expression seemed to rush forward to eat Han Changsheng dry. Han Changsheng called again: "Senior?"
Hua Yueniang swallowed her saliva forcefully, her expression returned to normal, she smiled and said: "You are not coming at the right time, I advise you to come back in a few hours or tomorrow."
Han Changsheng was displeased: "Isn't it convenient for Senior Fenglairen right now?"
Hua Yueniang said: "It's not inconvenient, but he is too drunk, you'd better wait for him to sober up."
Han Changsheng thought to himself that this guy was probably at his weakest when he was sober, so he might as well wait here, but Hua Yueniang said: "Now he is very drunk, and it is the time when he is the most powerful, and it is time to fight him." , I'm afraid it's not worth it."
Han Changsheng was startled: "Can he fight now?"
Hua Yueniang spread her hands: "He is called the Jiuxian, and the time when he is the most drunk is the time when he ascends to the immortal."
Han Changsheng obviously didn't believe how capable this guy who slept like a dead pig could be.
Hua Yueniang threw the nail clipper in her hand towards Feng Lai Ren's face, and Feng Lai Ren suddenly slapped it like a fly, and the nail clipper flew out and nailed into the rockery, completely submerged.
Han Changsheng hissed in surprise.
Hua Yueniang said: "You have already passed my test, I think you win, why don't you pick a time when he is not so drunk."
But Han Changsheng said: "Since he can fight, let's do it now." Although he didn't know who Hua Yueniang was, nor what it meant to pass her test, but he was still in a hurry to rush back to An Yuan's side. Get things done as quickly as possible. What's more, those who practice martial arts have no temperament, the stronger the opponent, the more exciting they are, and there is no reason to back down.
Han Changsheng said he was offended, drew out his sword and stabbed straight at Fenglairen!
Feng Lairen seemed to itch inadvertently, and with a wave of his hand, a jar of unfinished wine flew towards Han Changsheng. Han Changsheng stretched out his palm to catch it, summoned his inner strength and pushed it back, but he was shocked in his heart—what kind of evil kung fu did this guy practice, even his inner strength is much stronger than yesterday!
Another jar flew over, and the two wine jars collided and shattered, the wine and broken pottery splashed, and the man from the wind burped a huge wine, and the sharp pottery hit Han Changsheng fly. Han Changsheng didn't panic, he dodged left and right, and chopped the pottery pieces with his sword. After the mess, he didn't even get a few drops of wine on his body.
Sitting on the rockery to watch the battle, Hua Yueniang couldn't help clapping her hands and said, "Okay!"
Today's Han Changsheng is no longer as careful as yesterday, he used all his strength at the beginning, and his moves were extremely fierce, piercing the wind with his sword straight to the vital point. Feng Lairen rolled on the spot, stretched his waist, and the wine jars were thrown into disorder, and he himself was buried in the wine jars. Han Changsheng's sword seemed to have eyes, chasing him relentlessly, and wherever it went, all the wine jars shattered.
Wow!
Fenglairen jumped out from the broken pottery, yawned lazily, and opened his eyes a little: "Ah, it's you boy, you're back again." It was as if he hadn't seen Han Changsheng before.
Han Changsheng didn't answer and continued to attack. His swordsmanship is not fancy at all, it seems that everyone who has learned swordsmanship knows it, but few can stab him so accurately and ruthlessly.
Feng Lairen was beaten by his successive attacks, as if he was in a state of drunkenness and couldn't get out. Hua Yueniang stared straight away, and even forgot to applaud.
"boom!"
It wasn't until this time that Feng Lai finally had the time to draw out his sword, the two swords collided, and the flames shot out!
Fenglairen kicked Han Changsheng's abdomen, Han Changsheng supported his feet with his left hand, but took a half step back—Fenglairen's internal strength was much stronger than yesterday, what Huayueniang said was true, on the contrary He himself was not prepared enough.
"Squeak!"
Feng Lairen took advantage of the situation to turn around and kicked in a roundabout way, retracting his foot, and at the same time clawed at Han Changsheng's arm. Han Changsheng quickly stopped, but half of his sleeve was torn off by him.
"Hiss!" Sitting on the rockery, Hua Yueniang gasped, covered her mouth in surprise, and stared at Han Changsheng without blinking.
Han Changsheng didn't care about the lost half of his sleeve, he continued to attack with his sword, and the wind came with a Drunken Sword, and sold him a big hole——
"oops!"
Han Changsheng's sword was already on Fenglairen's neck, and the face of Fenglairen slowly oozes blood beads, which melted together and flowed down his face, revealing a not deep but Very long wound.
If you are not a master, you will not be able to see how thrilling the undercurrent surge just now is! Feng Lairen sold a flaw, but it wasn't really a flaw. He kept enough backhands, but Han Changsheng relied on his speed and strength to force Fenglairen's backhands to be unable to use them. Really flawed. And at the last moment, his sword was determined to hurt Feng Lairen, but he did not hesitate or soften his hand for a moment. If he withdrew his sword at that moment, then he would be the one who showed his flaws—from the beginning of the fight, he There is only one thought, and that is to win!
Feng Lairen stretched out his hand to touch the wound on his face, and bared his teeth, but he didn't mean to be angry. Martial arts competitions are inherently risky, and it is impossible to use all your strength if you are always taboo not to hurt others. This "An Yuan" had many scruples yesterday, but after one night, not only his sword skills became sharper, but also his xinxing became stronger, which is really rare.
"I won, senior." Han Changsheng raised his lips. After solving Fenglairen, there is only one Huayueniang left, and his big plan will be completed soon!
Feng Lairen hummed and stepped back, Han Changsheng also put away his sword. The man from Fenglai turned around and walked to the rockery, came out after a while, and handed Han Changsheng a wine bag: "This is a century-old wine, I will give it to you."
Han Changsheng accepted it happily. This should be the second token!
Fenglai patted Han Changsheng on the back: "Boy, not bad!"
Han Changsheng frowned—there was something in Fenglairen's hand, and even though he didn't use much strength, the place he patted felt a burning pain.
Hua Yueniang, who had been watching the battle, also jumped down from the rockery, took out a flower hairpin from her bosom and threw it to him, and said with a smile, "This is a gift from me for meeting you. I never expected that you would be so young at such a young age." With such achievements, when you ascend to the great position, the martial arts world will have a new look!"
Han Changsheng took the hairpin in bewilderment. Who are these girls? It's nice to talk, but after passing the level of Feng Lai Ren, you can become the leader of the martial arts
Hua Yueniang also stepped forward to pat Han Changsheng on the back, and Han Changsheng grinned: What's the matter with these people, or is it that my skin has become particularly sensitive and delicate recently, why does it hurt when I touch it
Hua Yueniang said with a smile: "In a few months, I, Hua Yueniang, will definitely go to Kunlun Mountain to see you succeeding to the throne. I feel excited just thinking about what those old chattering faces will be like, ha."
Han Changsheng: "..." Wait, Huayueniang? Is it Hua Yueniang, the holder of the third token? This woman is Hua Yueniang? So, this flower hairpin is the third keepsake? !
The old man of the Northern Tiger tests character, and the wind comes to test martial arts. Everyone in the martial arts has long known this, but in fact, no one knows what Hua Yueniang tests candidates. There are many guesses and rumors. Han Changsheng was originally very I have a headache and don't know how to pass Huayueniang's level, but it turns out that I have broken through the iron shoes and can't find a place to get it without any effort! He was both happy and unbelievable, and couldn't help asking curiously: "Senior Hua, you said I passed your test? Why?"
Hua Yueniang said with a smile: "Being the leader of the martial arts is the face of the martial arts. You have outstanding martial arts and noble conduct, but if you have a yaksha face, it looks like someone who just killed someone and drank blood. I'm afraid it will be difficult to convince the public."
Han Changsheng: "..." After quarreling for a long time, I dared to find a nympho girl who picked up a beauty boy.
In any case, the three keepsakes were all in hand, Han Changsheng thanked him and left quickly, got on his horse and chased in the direction where An Yuan was.
The author has something to say: Thanks to MU, Molise, xiaoxiao for mine