Yan Xiu's hand moved at this moment, and the horse he stepped on stood still in place, motionless.
He looked at Fang Zhengzheng not far away and said nothing more, because he already understood what Fang Zhengzheng meant. Since he understood, why bother to say more
The originally disdainful expressions of the talented men also stiffened at this moment, but after the slight stiffness, they turned into full-blown ridicule.
In their hearts, Fang Zhengzheng's ability to reach this point has something to do with his thick skin and shameless personality.
But now...
After removing the shameless tactics, what else could Fang Zhengzheng have left
strength
Is it the peak strength of Amaterasu Realm? !
This is undoubtedly a joke.
Let alone Nangong Hao, who is at the peak of the Huiguang Realm, comparing Wu Feng and Fang Zhengyi, if it is a fair fight, what chance does Fang Zhengyi have of winning
"A fair fight? It's simply asking for death!"
"Why don't we take a gamble and see how many moves Fang Zhengzheng can handle?"
"How many moves?! Can you please stop making such humorless jokes? In my opinion, if Fang Zhengzheng can defeat Nangong Hao with just one move, he will be able to boast for half a year!"
"What Mr. Wang said is true. After all, Chen Feiyu has never made a single move, right? Hahaha..."
"Come on, come on, I'm going to be a banker. If you bet on one move for seconds, you'll bet on the small one on the left. If you bet on two to five moves, you'll bet on the big one on the right side!" A talented man wearing a white outfit jumped up at this time and held his hand. He also laid out a huge square piece of cloth embroidered with the word "gua". From this, it can be seen that this talented man does not gamble much on weekdays.
"I'll bet you one move in seconds!"
"I'll also bet on one move!"
“…”
"You guys look down on Mr. Fang too much. After all, he saved us just now, right? Let me take the lead and just bet on two moves." While the talents were enthusiastic, Wu Feng finally I couldn't stand it any longer, so I picked up a thousand-tael silver note and slapped it on the big characters on my right hand.
"Master Wu is really grand!"
"It's not a big deal, this is a small way of repaying him for the 'favour of archery' he showed me just now!" Wu Feng waved his hand with a generous look on his face.
Although such a scene was ignored by Fang Zhengzheng, the words still flew into his ears like a buzzing fly.
"A bunch of short-sighted people, will I be killed with one move? Are you kidding me!" Fang Zhengzheng put his left hand behind his back very rudely, and raised his middle finger to a group of talented people who were clamoring there.
At this moment, Yan Xiu, who looked indifferent, jumped off his horse, and then walked into the noisy crowd while shaking the Shanhe Qiankun Fan in his hand.
This made all the talented people who were shouting happily shut their mouths immediately.
They are not afraid of Fang Zhengzheng, but there is always an inexplicable chill in their hearts towards Yan Xiu. This chill comes from the Yan family after Yan Xiu's death, and also from Yan Xiu's Shura path.
At this time, Yan Xiu looked at the square cloth spread on the ground, and the bets and banknotes almost completely displayed on the square cloth. After a moment of silence, he finally spoke.
"Where can I bet on five moves or more?"
"What?" The talented man sitting in the bank obviously didn't react.
"I ask, where can I bet on five moves or more?" Yan Xiu repeated impatiently.
"Huh? More than five moves? This... How about pressing the word '' in the middle?" The talented man sitting in the bank looked at the indifferent Yan Xiu in front of him, and finally came to his senses.
"Okay, then I'll bet 50,000 taels on more than five moves!" Yan Xiu didn't say anything more, but directly took out a stack of banknotes from his arms and placed it on the word "bet" in the middle of the square cloth.
"Fifty thousand taels bet on more than five moves?!"
All the talented people were shocked by Yan Xiu's actions. They all thought that Yan Xiu was here to cause trouble, but in fact, Yan Xiu was here to place a bet, and it was a bet that was impossible to win.
money…
Too much to burn your hands, right
This was the first thought of the talented people, but soon they gave up this idea because the Yan family really had too much money to burn their hands.
…
The purpose of Yan Xiu's move, in the eyes of most people, was undoubtedly to cheer up Fang Zhengzheng and take care of Fang Zhengzheng's face smoothly, so that this bet would not be too ugly.
However, a problem also emerged.
Yan Xiu was betting that Fang Zhengzheng could sustain more than five moves, not...
win!
The talented men did not think about this problem, because in their hearts, it was impossible for Fang Zhengzheng to win against Nangong Hao. Since it was impossible, Yan Xiu had already gained enough face by attacking with more than five moves.
But Fang Zhengzheng's expression changed slightly.
What about the promised trust? Where are the friends you made friends with
Bet on me for more than five moves...
What does it mean
It is difficult to describe Fang Zhengzheng's current mood with an appropriate adjective. If he had to describe it, he could only say: "The boat of friendship can capsize at any time!"
In a sad mood, Fang Zhengzheng pressed his hand on his chest.
There is a breast-protecting mirror there, and in the breast-protecting mirror is a sword, a sword that is rarely taken out except in critical moments. The sword's wordless name is, Wuhen!
But now, Fang Zhengzheng called out these two words before the battle started!
In the flash of light, a clear and exciting sword chant sounded, and then, there was a sword in Fang Zhengzheng's hand, a sword that looked very ordinary, but was not ordinary at all.
There are no patterns on the hilt, nor are there any gorgeous carvings.
From the hilt of the sword up to the smooth blade, it slowly turned from pitch black to bright, and it looked like it was natural. However, this natural feeling was broken at the tip of the sword.
Because there is a purple mark on the tip of the sword, which is an extremely strange purple.
"The future head of the Fang family in Beishan Village, Fang Zhengzheng, I don't know when he broke through the Amaterasu realm, and I don't know his current strength. The name of the sword in his hand is 'Wuhen', which means flawless. My understanding is... No matter what the big or small way is, it is all my way!" Fang Zhengzheng raised his sword horizontally and returned the greeting to Nangong Hao.
"shallow!"
"furious!"
"Shameless!"
As soon as Fang Zhengzhi's voice fell, the talented people not far away expressed their opinions. However, the opinions were obviously not unanimous.
Nangong Hao, however, did not show any expression of contempt because of Fang Zhengzheng's words. Instead, he read Fang Zhengzheng's last words softly.
Of course, it's a revised version.
"The Tao of the world is all my Tao. Well... it is indeed in line with your character. However, it is a difficult road to incorporate all the Tao of the world into the inner world. As far as I know, there are more than 100 Taoists in history. , you can count them on ten fingers. Although these people are all considered strong at the same level, in the end, no one became a saint! Mr. Fang, are you sure you want to choose this impassable path?" Nangong Hao looked at Fang Zhengzheng with a rare sincerity on his face.
Fang Zhengzheng was slightly stunned.
He has always been proud of his ability to gather hundreds of ways in the small world in his heart. In fact, this has indeed become his biggest asset from the county examination to the palace examination.
But now, Nangong Hao has made it clear that this road is a dead end!
This made Fang Zhengzheng feel a little moved in his heart. It had been a while since he went from the Star-Gathering Realm to the Amaterasu Realm, and he had experienced a lot.
For example, the imperial examination, the battle in Cangling Mountain, and now the imperial examination.
Logically speaking…
If Judao Baibai is really strong, then after going through so much, he should be able to break through, right? But in fact, until now, Fang Zhengzheng had no feeling of breaking through.
As the eldest son of the Nangong family, Nangong Hao's vision in cultivation is naturally unmatched by ordinary people, and the path he chooses is of course straight and bright.
So…
Wait a moment!
When Fang Zhengzheng just thought of this, he suddenly remembered the time when Chi Guyan lived in Beishan Village. It can be said that there is no one in this world except Yan Xiu.
Chi Guyan is the only one who knows that there are hundreds of different ways in his little world.
But what Chi Guyan said at that time was...
"Do you want to defeat me?"
Fang Zhengzheng was not sure why Chi Guyan had such a reaction at that time, but he heard very clearly what Chi Guyan said at that time.
Tao can grow.
water.
This is what Fang Zhengzheng needs to do now.
During this period of time, Fang Zhengzhi has indeed been doing this one thing, which is to constantly comprehend every kind of Tao, repeating, repeating, repeating...
But now, Nangong Hao says that his method is wrong
Fang Zhengzheng didn't know whether Nangong Hao's words were intentional or unintentional, sincere or false, but he knew one thing.
If you have doubts about the Tao in your heart after the other party's words, then there is no need to fight this battle again.
Because, I have already lost!
A drop of sweat flowed from Fang Zhengzheng's forehead. Fang Zhengzheng once remembered that he and Nangong Hao had a "hands-on" during the literary test. That time, it was almost a tie.
But this time, after the two of them only said one sentence.
His momentum has been firmly suppressed by Nangong Hao. The source of this momentum is Nangong Hao's confidence and understanding of Tao.
Fang Zhengzheng actually always knew that he had a fatal weakness.
That is, he has never been to a Taoist hall and has not received formal and systematic teachings. Therefore, in cultivation, he can only do whatever he wants based on his imagination.
This weakness was well known to everyone in the Daxia Dynasty.
But the only person who really sees this weakness and knows how to use it to attack is Nangong Hao.
"Sit and talk?" Fang Zhengzheng knew that if he wanted to overpower Nangong Hao in terms of momentum again, this was the only way he could choose.
But this choice is undoubtedly using his own weaknesses to challenge Nangong Hao's strengths.
so…
Of course, it was impossible for Fang Zhengzheng to choose this method. He chose another method, such as the method Nangong Hao used just now, which has the same effect but the same approach.
"I've always heard people say that the Nangong family is known for being well-informed, but why can't I see it in you?" A contemptuous smile appeared on Fang Zhengzheng's lips.
The fact that the Nangong family was known for being well-informed was certainly not an unreasonable guess, but based on a scene he saw in the Shengtian world.
That time, Nangong Mu and Ying Shan met for the first time.
However, Kageyama's true identity can be seen at a glance just by relying on Kageyama's sneak attacks and the shadow domain. He is not weak, and with such a vision, there is only one thing that can be said...
The Nangong family must be a family that attaches great importance to news!
"Why can't you see it?" Nangong Hao also had a smile on his lips, but it was an extremely indifferent smile, without any trace of anger.
"You just said that the number of people in history who were in charge of more than a hundred people can be counted on ten fingers. Is there any real evidence?" Fang Zhengzheng asked casually.
"have."
Nangong Hao nodded without even thinking, and then spoke again: "Historical records, in the thirteenth year of the first calendar year of Daxia, there was a son in Yuanyehe, now Langjiang City, who was forty-three years old and had a mastership of one hundred and three. He dominated the Huiguang Realm and was known as the number one son in the Huiguang Realm. However, he was eighty-nine when he died, and he still did not break through the realm and entered reincarnation. Historical records, the fifty-seventh year of the Great Xia Dynasty, the original capital west... "
As Nangong Hao continued to explain, each historical figure was vividly revealed in front of everyone. Among them, the highest one was in the reincarnation realm and the lowest one was in the Amaterasu realm. However, no one finally became a saint.
"Historical records indicate that in the twenty-fifth year of the Eastern Calendar of the Great Xia... this is the tenth son. He is ninety-three years old and will finally end his reincarnation and never enter the realm again!"
After Nangong Hao finished talking about the tenth son, he stopped, paused slightly, and looked at Fang Zhengyi again: "I wonder if Young Master Fang thinks what I said is wrong?"
Ten historical figures are mentioned in one breath, and the state and time of each one's birth and death are clear, without any pauses in between.
This shows how knowledgeable Nangong Hao is.
Although Nangong Hao was now asking Fang Zhengzheng, and his attitude seemed to be asking for advice, the talented people were all impressed when they heard this.
Of course they have read about history like this.
But who will remember it
The talented people studied in formal academies and Taoist halls and did not take the time to memorize these insignificant histories. Would someone like Fang Zhengzheng, who had never been to a Taoist hall, remember it
Forget about memorizing it, whether you have read it or not is still a question.
Therefore, although Nangong Hao was indeed asking Fang Zhengzheng, none of the talented people felt that it was possible for Fang Zhengzheng to pick out any questions from Nangong Hao's words.
"You're right, it's just... I missed one person!" Of course Fang Zhengzheng didn't observe the expressions of the talented people around him. He just waited patiently for Nangong Hao to finish speaking, and then added with the same sincerity. One sentence. (To be continued.)