Wang Zhi sat up abruptly, stared stupidly at the boots in his hand, faced Ye Qingxuan's questioning, but said unwillingly: "Brother Ye, did you make a mistake? This [Thirteen Classics of Confucianism] Among them, "Three Legends of the Spring and Autumn Period" is not a big problem if it is connected with "Xiaoya of Poetry", but how can it be connected with "Dayi of Mencius"? This "Dayi of Mencius" needs to be calmed down, and the righteousness of the dantian should be collected. When the sword is swung, it has the momentum of "Although there are tens of thousands of people, I will go to it", and the "Poetry Xiaoya" sword is gentle, and the internal force moves like a lover whispering in the ear... Whether it is from internal force or sword intent, these two moves , footsteps, and sword momentum... This, this, this... can't connect to it?"
"I said that if you can connect, you can connect! Are you stupid in reading?" Ye Qingxuan said loudly: "The Confucian school's internal strength pays attention to 'consistency', and what changes is only the sword intent. You made the internal strength so fancy, Wouldn't it violate the teachings of Confucian sages? Which idiot taught you swordsmanship like this?"
As soon as Ye Qingxuan's words came out, there was an uproar among Confucianists at the scene.
"'Consistency'? This is only mentioned in the book, how can the rumors be taken seriously?"
"It's different from what the professor explained? But it sounds quite reasonable."
"What's the point? This is heresy. It's subverting my Confucianism inheritance. Don't believe it."
"What you said is wrong. As the saying goes, learning should be applied, this sword technique is still useful first..."
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Ye Qingxuan's simple words immediately caused a big split within the Confucian Academy.
On the Confucianism teaching chair on the rostrum, someone was also very angry, and couldn't help but objected loudly: "How dare a Taoist criticize the true meaning of my Confucianism, and dare to reprimand me without shame, and really regard myself as a sage?"
One person shouted: "Every style of [Thirteen Classics of Confucian Swords] has a legal code to follow. How to draw the sword, the strength and angle of the sword, and the coordination of internal forces are all taught by the sages of Confucianism. To deal with the enemy, it is better to say that it is to cultivate the righteousness of Confucian disciples, how can it be changed?"
"That is, is a layman worthy of criticizing my Confucianism and martial arts?"
Ye Qingxuan snorted coldly, and faced questions from the Confucian sect, he replied boldly: "I said that you are stupid in reading and don't know how to repent. Do you learn swordsmanship for the purpose of being chopped up? You also cultivate Haoran Righteousness... tsk, [The Thirteen Classics of Confucianism] Such a good swordsmanship has been ruined by you stupid masters... If you are willing to listen to me, even if you use this swordsmanship that is not popular in your eyes, you will still lose it. Can beat your faction's [Seventy-two Sage Swords]."
"Arrogance!" Zhu Han, who had been silent on the stage, finally found a chance to scold: "You Daoyou Ye, the competition is not over yet, but you interrupt the competition with words here. Could it be that you are deliberately delaying the time?"
"I'm delaying time? Are you afraid?" Ye Qingxuan smiled lightly, looked at the angry Zhu Han, and said, "If it weren't for Wang Zhitui, an idiot who couldn't even make three moves, you would have lost just now." .”
"Nonsense." Zhu Han blushed and said anxiously: "I am fighting with Wang Zhitui, you are disturbing me loudly and distracting me, otherwise I would have won just now."
Ye Qingxuan said: "Stop talking nonsense, five swords have been used in the agreement of thirteen swords, and there are still eight swords left. When I ask Wang Zhi to push it, I will definitely win you next time. Wang Zhitui, come here!"
On the rostrum, Chunyu Mao yelled: "Ye Qingxuan, you are too presumptuous. The martial arts competition has already begun, how can Wang Zhitui end? Is there such a rule for instructing martial arts midway?"
Ye Qingxuan said coldly: "I'm a student of your Confucian Academy, I'm just giving pointers, why are you in a hurry, can't you afford to lose?"
"You..." Chunyu Mao was furious.
"Okay, okay." Zhu Shaoling smiled slightly and said, "As Daoist Ye said, I'll give you another ten minutes."
"Have courage. But I also respect your rules, and I guarantee that the king will not end up pushing." Ye Qingxuan yelled wildly, and at the same time leapt, crossed a distance of twenty feet, and landed easily on the dojo.
Ye Qingxuan patted Wang Zhitui on the shoulder, and shouted: "Bookworm, now you still have the opportunity to use eight swords. From this moment on, you are only allowed to use sword moves, and you are not allowed to use your internal energy. According to my instructions, first use the move 'Shang Gu Zhi Shu'." , followed by a move of 'Yi Li Chun Qiu', and then used 'Eighteen Filial Piety'... and finally ended with 'Jian Yi'."
Ye Qingxuan eloquently talked about eight moves in a row.
These eight sword moves are all swordsmanship that Wang Zhitui is extremely familiar with, but he has never performed them in this order. Whether it is the direction of stabbing the sword or the direction of the footsteps, they are extremely awkward.
After listening to Ye Qingxuan's narration, Wang Zhitui began to practice a few times. Just after three swords, he pinned his left foot to his right foot and threw himself to the ground.
There was a burst of laughter at the scene, and Zhu Han was even more mocking.
Only Zhu Shaoling and Chun Yumao on the rostrum suddenly frowned and remained silent, savoring the power of the swordsmanship after these eight consecutive moves.
Both of them are masters of swordsmanship, they only performed these eight moves in their minds, and their expressions changed almost at the same time.
Zhu Shaoling grabbed the handrail firmly and almost cried out.
On the field, Ye Qingxuan shook his head and sighed: "Wang Zhitui, you are worthy of being the most rigid student of Confucianism. You are really stubborn and do not know how to adapt. The way of swordsmanship is like flowing clouds and flowing water, and you can do whatever you want. I have already told you Only use sword moves, don't need to consider the coordination of internal strength, but at the critical moment, you still want to be lucky first, and then move, can the movement not be hindered? Don't follow the rules, you can play happily and do whatever you want."
This statement immediately reminded Wang Zhi that since he wants to fight smoothly and happily, then naturally this sword technique does not need to follow the rules, as long as it is used.
Thinking of this, he swung his long sword horizontally, and quickly made a move of "Shang Gu Zhi Shu". Before the moves were exhausted and the movement was not in place, the tip of the sword swept across halfway, using "Etiquette Spring and Autumn".
According to what Ye Qingxuan said, eight moves in a row, until the last "Jianyi", he just finished all eight moves.
Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but nodded, and said: "Barely passed. It's still not smooth enough, but it's enough to deal with that kid. Go up and try."
Wang Zhitui smiled, took two steps forward, then suddenly backed away, and said in a low voice, "But Zhu Han has also seen these eight tricks, and he has already prepared himself, and may even have thought of a way to crack them. Isn't it too stupid to use these eight tricks?"
"Don't worry." Ye Qingxuan smiled lightly, glanced at Zhu Han with disdain, and said lightly: "Some moves, even if you know the sequence, trying to avoid them is delusional. With the rigid swordsmanship he has practiced, he can last until the end of the day." The eighth trick is already not easy."
Zhu Han saw clearly from the side, and was not worried about what kind of miracles such eight moves could create. Seeing that Wang Zhitui had received his skills, he immediately asked, "Are you ready? Can we continue?"
"Okay." Ye Qingxuan replied, but when Wang Zhitui was about to go on the stage, he suddenly sent a secret voice transmission and said: "Play the first four moves in the order I taught you, and the order of the middle three moves is reversed. As a last resort... use your left hand!"