"Since the lord is interested, I will serve you as an official. I don't know if I want to compete with internal strength or with swords?" Song Qingshu looked at Yu Zhenzi with a smile.
"There are so many officials in the arena who don't know martial arts. It's too boring for us to compare our internal strength with each other. Let's compare swords." Yu Zhenzi laughed. He had faced Song Qingshu before, knowing that the other party's internal strength was superior to his own. I am afraid that the internal force will lose. On the contrary, it is swordsmanship. Although the opponent is also famous for his swordsmanship, but his own swordsmanship combined with the treacherous acrobatics, the possibility of winning is even greater.
"Competition of swords and swords," Song Qingshu showed a hint of disappointment, pretending to reluctantly agree, and Yu Zhenzi was overjoyed when he saw it, "Well, it's just that swords have no eyes, so it will inevitably be damaged. If a good day like today Whichever side is hurt, I'm afraid it's not good, as far as I can see, how about we all use wooden swords to compete?"
"Wooden sword?" Yu Zhenzi was taken aback for a moment, thinking that he was used to using sabers, and it might be a disadvantage to switch to wooden swords temporarily. In addition, the sword he wears is extremely sharp, so he was naturally reluctant to give up this advantage, "I heard that Master Song is good at using wooden swords The sword, but let me give up the weapon in my hand and use a wooden sword instead... Hehe... "
"I think Mr. Song is right. A real person's swordsmanship is incomparably fierce. Mr. Song's swordsmanship is also famous all over the world. When two tigers fight, one must be wounded. It really doesn't fit the atmosphere of today." At this time, another military officer nearby said , "Besides, the sword in the hands of a real person is a sword that cuts iron like mud, which is a big advantage. Master Song, my Ningbi sword is so-so, and I can lend it to you."
Hongli frowned when he heard that, thinking that these two people are the best under his command, but it is a pity that they have always disliked each other, and he did not expect to tear each other down at this time.
Song Qingshu followed the prestige, and saw that the other party had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and there was a sturdy air on his body. Zhang Kangnian who was behind him whispered: "My lord, this man is Zhang Zhaozhong, the Judge of Fire Hands. His martial arts skills are not inferior to Yu Zhenzi. The two have always been at odds."
"Zhang Zhaozhong, the number one master villain in "The Book of Swords and Enmity Records"? Why do I feel that he has a faint intention of showing favor to me..." Song Qingshu suppressed the doubts in his heart, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Zhang, for your kindness. The words also make sense, I am used to using the wooden sword, and it is really a great advantage to let him give up the usual sword, and the victory will be unarmed, or as the Taoist said, he uses the saber, I use the wooden sword."
All the officials roared with laughter, and everyone could see that Yu Zhenzi had taken advantage of this. Yu Zhenzi also blushed a little, and secretly felt ruthless in her heart: You can't blame me if you trust yourself. I will defeat you later, who will remember what weapon we used in the competition in the future.
"Please!" Song Qingshu's wooden sword was attached to his back, and he smiled confidently, knowing that he was holding a wooden sword, and it would be more difficult for the opponent to transmit his internal force, as long as he made full use of the subtlety of the sword and avoided the sharpness of his sword.
Seeing that he didn't intend to make a move first, Yu Zhenzi looked dignified, and pulled out the pistol.
The sword, the long sword flicked immediately, and attacked by force. Everyone in the field saw him slid three steps to the right, and made a move of "Long Yue Wu Yun", turned around, his body was slightly short, his long sword stabbed obliquely, he was still five feet away from Song Qingshu's right shoulder, and he turned around. Following the move of "Junling Hengkong", the castration is extremely fast and the sword is withdrawn very quickly.
I saw Song Qingshu standing still, just changing his gaze following Yu Zhenzi's figure. The tip of the sword also shook slightly. Yu Zhenzi, on the other hand, felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy. He unfolded his sword and walked with the sword, turning to the left and turning to the right, turning more and more urgently.
This way of swordsmanship is called "Taishan Eighteen Discs", which was created by a famous master of Taishan School in the past. He saw that the eighteen discs under the three gates of Taishan Mountain have twists and turns, turning every five steps, and turning every ten steps. Therefore, integrating the terrain into the sword technique is similar to the "Bagua Youshen Palm" of the Baguamen. Taishan's "Eighteen Pans" became higher and higher as they were panned, and the more dangerous they went, the more ruthless this sword move became. Cooperating with the erratic movements of the gods and the ever-changing movements, the "Taishan Eighteen Discs" is fully displayed.
Zhang Zhaozhong on the side stared intently: "Although my martial arts are on par with him, but his body skills are so exquisite, it's a life-and-death struggle, I'm afraid I'm no match."
Every sword of Yu Zhenzi seemed to pass through Song Qingshu's body, but it was a pity that he gave up halfway every time, which made everyone in the field bewildered. Only Yu Zhenzi knows himself. No matter how tricky and weird his swordsmanship angle is, Song Qingshu's sword tip seems to cover his acupoint all the time, as if he knows his swordsmanship clearly, and he can catch the fleeting point every time. flaw.
"Since the Taoist priest has not attacked for so long, then I have to attack." Song Qingshu smiled slightly, and stabbed out with the long sword, five swords in a row, and the sword moves of each sword were ancient. Yu Zhenzi cried out, "'Five Doctor Swords!'"
There are very ancient pine trees in Mount Tai. According to legend, it was named the "Five Dafu Pine" in the Qin Dynasty, with slanting branches and greenery. Taishan Patriarch once realized a set of swordsmanship from this, which he called "Five Doctors Sword". This set of swordsmanship is simple and simple, with strange changes inside. Yu Zhenzi has learned it well more than twenty years ago, but seeing Song Qingshu's five moves seem plausible, they are quite different from what he has learned, but they are obviously better than the original swordsmanship much.
Yu Zhenzi hurriedly raised his sword to fight, suddenly roared, hit the sword in his right knee, staggered, bent his right leg, knelt down, and hurriedly supported the ground with the sword, only to avoid the embarrassment of being thrown into a dog and eating shit.
"Accepted." Song Qingshu retracted his sword and stepped back, smiling slightly.
Everyone saw that Yu Zhenzi's swordsmanship was treacherous, almost showing off, he was besieged for a long time but he didn't dare to make a real move, Song Qingshu's moves were upright, but the winner was determined as soon as he made a move, everyone was shocked. Yu Zhenzi's martial arts are naturally clear to his colleagues. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the number one master in Shengjing, but he was stabbed by the other party as soon as he made a move. From this, it can be speculated that Song Qingshu's martial arts are unimaginably high. Respect and fear.
But Yu Zhenzi was very dissatisfied in his heart. The other party suddenly changed the Taishan School's sword move at a key point. When he was in a hurry, he didn't have time to think about it, so he naturally saw the beauty again in Chapter 206
The sword moves that he had practiced for decades were disassembled, but the direction of his sword changed suddenly, so that he was defeated in the trick. If he was using a different school of swordsmanship, no matter how exquisite the moves are, with his own swordsmanship cultivation, he would definitely not be able to lose so miserably. However, what Song Qingshu used was indeed the Taishan School's swordsmanship, but it was not a fake one. His accomplishments were still higher than his own. He knew in his heart that if he tried to compete again, it would be nothing more than ten more moves. In the end, he still lost all the way, and he was ashamed and angry. , It was panic and surprise again.
Hongli's heart sank when he saw it: Kangxi has such a master, it's really a headache. Hastily got up and laughed: "Master Song is really good at swordsmanship. After Feng Qingyang's fall, the name of this sword master may fall on your Excellency. The swordsmanship used by Daoist Yu Zhenzi is also exquisite. Come here, give it to the two of you." Experts watch rewards!"
"My lord is serious, I'm ashamed to be an official." Song Qingshu didn't take the title of sword master seriously in his heart. If he wants to be a sword god, it's enough to be a sword god. Thinking of the sword god Ximen Chuuxue and the sword god Xie Xiaofeng, they are the role models for my generation. The sword masters seem to have an unsatisfactory end, what is Feng Qingyang, and the sword master in Fengyun, although extremely brilliant, also ended quietly.
"Master Song is being modest," Hongli laughed, "I just watched a show of swords and swords, let's have some chivalry and tenderness to adjust it. Recently, the king of Japan has received a new side Fujin who is good at singing and dancing. Today's opportunity is rare, so I will let you She came out to perform, and everyone commented on it."
Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat: "Here we come." A melodious music sounded, and Song Qingshu followed the prestige anxiously.
A group of singers in palace costumes came slowly, one of them was wearing a water-green gauze dress with a milky white silver gauze shirt lining it. A light pink belt is lightly tied around the waist, forming an exquisite and seductive figure. The vermilion lips are red without spots, the willow eyebrows are black without drawing, and the vermilion between the foreheads is light, charming and moving. A luxurious and unusual golden step swayed into the flowing black hair, trembling with every step, pearls and jade were wrapped in gold streamers, and tassels were long and rippling. The hearts of all the men in the field also rippled along with the slightly swaying pendant.
Correct to impeccable facial features, meticulously lined up the beautiful outline, under the faint shadow of the flowing eyes, there is a natural and refined temperament, like a snow-white orchid at the bottom of a secluded valley, exuding alienation and loneliness from the bones, just so quietly Standing in front of your eyes, you can make people feel distressed, who is it not Xia Qingqing
When passing by Song Qingshu, Xia Qingqing didn't seem to know him, she didn't even look at him, she went straight to the venue, and slightly bowed to Hongli: "Concubine sees the prince."
There was a trace of tenderness on Hongli's face, and he stretched out his hand to help: "Excuse me, the soldiers have worked hard, Qingqing, you can dance a song for them, and express your heart for the king."
"Yes, my lord." Xia Qingqing smiled lightly, and all the civil and military officials in the hall were stunned and quieted down, as if they were fascinated by her.
Ruyu's plain hands linger gracefully, skirts fluttering, a pair of smoky water eyes are hesitant to speak, and the streamer is flying, the whole person is like a flower separated from the fog, hazy and ethereal, flashing beautiful colors Chapter 206 Goodbye beautiful woman
, yet so out of reach...
Song Qingshu had no time to appreciate her graceful dance, but felt sad in his heart: Qingqing, I never thought you would take this step, why didn't you ask me first, I can really avenge you...
Lighten her jade feet, Xia Qingqing twirled twice in the air, her skirt turned into a beautiful disc, coupled with her alluring appearance, it made people feel both illusory and real beauty. After landing on the ground, after the song and dance ended, he stood still, leaned forward, and then slowly retreated into the back hall.
Song Qingshu's heart moved, and he got up quietly, Zhao Qixian asked suspiciously: "Where does Master Song want to go?"
"I'm going to make it easier for you, you don't need to follow." Song Qingshu left in a hurry, everyone in the venue was still indulging in the beautiful figure just now, and no one noticed that he was no longer at the table.