But Zhou Fei didn't panic.
If a person drills in and out of the pulling net of the river every day, passing by countless times with the pulling wire that cuts gold, breaks jade and crushes big stones, and can get used to it... That thing that can make her panic is really not. too much.
Zhou Fei didn't have to bite the bullet to take Li Jinrong's sword. She used the wooden pillar as the cornerstone, gave an angle to her side, and very "to avoid the heavy, light it" handed her rusted broken knife up, touching it from one side. Li Jinrong's epee, the scabbard of the knife is very cut corners, but there is an iron support, most of the material is wood, and a long wood chip is spun off by the epee. , if anyone could take a closer look, he could see that the shavings of wood were the same width from start to finish.
The next moment, the sawdust suddenly broke, Zhou Fei's wrist flipped decisively in the air, and with a long knife prying, she used Li Jinrong's power to pry herself to a higher place on the wooden post.
Mrs. Wang let out a "Huh", narrowed her eyes, and stroked the wooden crutches in her hands with her fingers.
Forty-eight villages, each master brought his own disciples at the beginning of the entrance, but after the disciples have laid a solid foundation and started to formally learn kung fu, there are no boundaries between the sects. As long as the disciples have spare energy, they can join at any time. Shantou learns kung fu from other schools. The elders all know it, and they are willing to teach as long as they are free. Therefore, although Zhou Fei was led by Li Jinrong, the kung fu he learned was not necessarily taught by Li Jinrong.
She first started swinging the slate with the knife "pulling the mountains and rivers", which is a trick of a martial art called "Canghai" in the village, and the cunning escape behind her, she is like a ghost, and she uses a treacherous knife, but it has a different style.
Ma Jili said in a low voice, "Why do I look at her movement with a 'singing wind' meaning?"
"Mingfeng" is a very special one among the forty-eight villages. It is very evil. The people of this group have always been ghosts. It is said that before they defected to the forty-eight villages, they were a group of world-famous assassins. The pull machine in the washing ink river is the handwriting of Mingfeng Yimai.
It's just that most of the assassin's weapons are small and strange things, and ordinary long swords and big swords are rare, so this faction does not have any decent swordsmanship and swordsmanship. Unexpectedly, Zhou Fei can understand the "weird" of Mingfeng. The essence was grafted onto his own swordsmanship and used to defeat Li Jinrong flawlessly.
Mrs. Wang nodded with a smile on her face: "This girl, really..."
She hadn't finished worrying just now, and Zhou Fei had already taken her by surprise. At this moment, before Madam Wang finished her praise, she saw the scene change again.
Li Jinrong's sword was slid over by Zhou Fei, and she didn't jump up and down to chase after her. She didn't even raise her head, she slapped her palm on the wooden post and shouted, "Come down!"
Ma Jili also seemed to be slapped in the chest by the head of Li, and followed Zhiya Hanako.
That's right, with Li Jinrong's skill, she really doesn't have to compete with these juniors, she can beat ten guilds with one force.
Since ancient times, there has been a saying of "fighting cattle from the air", but Li Jinrong directly passed the force of a palm along the wooden pillar through a large wooden pillar that could not be hugged, and slammed into Zhou Fei's body intact.
Zhou Fei didn't come up in one breath at that time, and was directly kicked out by her through the pillar.
This time, it was so hard that blood surged in Zhou Fei's chest, and her throat was actually a little sweet. She sat on the ground, tilted her head and coughed a few times, a little breathless.
Li Jinrong didn't leave the range of the wooden pillar, but lifted the heavy sword and looked at her without saying a word.
A pillar guard next to him couldn't bear it, he bent down to support Zhou Fei, and whispered, "There are thirty-two pillars in the field, why do you have to go there to fight? You look down on the brothers?"
Immediately, the senior brother took another look at her rusty knife that looked like a piece of it had been gnawed, and said, "Oh... and this piece of shit, you've come too casually for such a big thing as the Xiushantang exam. Hurry up and go to Uncle Ma to change the weapon and come back."
Zhou Fei tilted her head to look at the incense case beside her. The first incense was about to burn out. She looked at the red paper window grille above the Li Jiazhai column that was shaken by Li Jinrong's palm, and turned back to the person. The kind-hearted Senior Brother Broken Mouth smiled and twisted it a few times. Finally, all the rust was removed, and he pulled out the blade.
Zhou Fei patted the soil on her body and jumped up, still walking under the pillar.
She didn't even hesitate for a moment. Three years could be as one day, thirty years as one day, and three hundred years as one day. Shaking the mountains and seas is not a bad idea, not to mention Li Jinrong is just a checkpoint on her flower-picking platform.
Li Jinrong finally gave her a stingy nod.
The next moment, Zhou Fei abruptly stood up and jumped onto the wooden pillar, but Li Jinrong's sword was faster than her body. , Mrs. Wang and other onlookers felt that Zhou Fei's knife was about to break. Who would have guessed that this "squeaky" rusty knife swayed dangerously from side to side, and it didn't mean to die.
The big wooden pillars in Lijiazhai were repeatedly unable to withstand the sword wind of the master, and they kept shaking slightly. Zhou Fei glanced up, and when Li Jinrong swayed a sword from her chest, she suddenly changed her movement technique. She actually repeated the old technique and used Mingfeng's movement technique, as if she planned to forcibly climb up the wooden pillar.
Madam Wang sighed - just now Li Jinrong shook her down with a palm, just to warn Zhou Fei that in front of a real expert, all tricks are useless, this little girl has lost her memory so quickly, I'm afraid she needs to eat suffering.
Sure enough, Li Jinrong seemed to frown, and immediately threw the scabbard of the heavy sword in his hand upwards. The ordinary wide scabbard whistled and swept straight at Zhou Fei like a sharp arrow. This time Zhou Fei probably Having had the experience of being beaten, he let go in an instant and broke away from the wooden post. The broad scabbard slammed into the wooden post, knocking the body of the post to one side and bouncing away, and the sawdust flew away...
And the red paper window grille on the top also swayed, suddenly detached from the small hook, and it was about to hang down!
Zhou Fei raised the sword in the air and slashed, slashing on the scabbard that Li Jinrong had not had time to drop. At the same time, she leaped forward and grabbed the paper window grille.
Li Jinrong's sword had already caught up, Zhou Fei held both knives, and her whole body bent down in the air. She took a strong breath and poured all the strength into her hands, only to hear a "choke", the broken knife in her hand It was difficult to be pushed from both sides, and it broke into four or five pieces on the spot. The sword that fell on the ground stabbed straight into the ground of the flower-picking platform. Li Jinrong's epee suddenly strayed, and Zhou Fei flew out like a kite. He picked up the red paper window grille in his hand, and at the same time slammed his back against the wooden post next to him, blood suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he rolled down in embarrassment.
However, Zhou Fei didn't care about the pain. She wiped her face and spread the red paper window grille in her hand and stuck it to the ground. It was a pig in the zodiac, holding the character "Fu" in a naive manner and grinning at her. Laughing, Zhou Fei glanced at it, only to feel that the stagnant anger in her chest for many years dissipated, and it was indescribably happy.
She raised her head and smiled at Li Jinrong who was a few steps away: "One."
Li Jinrong looked a little stunned.
Ma Jili's open mouth didn't close. After a long time, he asked in a low voice, "This is..."
Madam Wang rubbed the wooden cane and said, "It's a 'snowbreaker'."
The real Li family swordsmanship, the remnant handed down from the ancestors, the old village owner spent twenty years repairing it, and became famous all over the world as Li Jinrong broke through the heavily guarded capital of Beijing. Qualifications, comprehension and even internal and external skills are extremely demanding.
Li Jinrong asked, "Who taught you?"
She has never passed on the Snowbreaker, because Li Sheng uses a dagger, and his mind is more thoughtful and less decisive, and his understanding is not enough. Zhou Fei looks a bit like Zhou Yitang, her skeleton is thinner than that of a girl about her age, and Qinggong is naturally blessed, but Xuepu Dao is fierce and has the sharpness of "breaking through ten thousand forces", so it is not suitable for her. If you do it reluctantly, you will get twice the result with half the effort.
"Look at Master Yu Taishi's two moves." Zhou Fei jumped up nonchalantly, stretched out her hand to Li Jinrong and said, "Mother, use the sword to make the move."
Li Jinrong looked at her and swung the heavy sword in his hand.
Zhou Fei caught it, turned around and stabbed the nearest pillar guard. The pillar guard hadn't recovered from Zhou Fei's "professional knife-breaking" move, when she saw her stab with a sword, She instinctively wanted to retreat, but Zhou Fei just made a false move, let the disciple who was guarding the pillar jumped up, walked into the air and plunged the heavy sword in her palm into the wooden pillar, turned over and stepped on the hilt of the sword. As soon as he stepped up, he took off the red paper window grille on the hook, and the disciple who was guarding the column didn't react the whole way.
Zhou Fei handed two red paper window grilles to Ma Jili for exchange.
Ma Jili's mouth twitched: "Why did you come down before the second incense stick was burned out?"
Zhou Fei said curiously, "Uncle Ma, shouldn't you just say two?"
Ma Jili: "That's right, but... But this, my disciples in the village have only picked the flower stand once in their lives. How many achievements are recorded in the Xiushan Hall, do you understand?"
In the future, I would brag with the younger generation and say, "I picked fifteen paper window flowers on the flower-picking platform back then"—don't ask, this must be the best among my peers back then.
"When Xiushantang took the exam, I picked two of them, and I finally passed the test." This is not very good. Maybe it was the brothers and sisters who bribed the pillars to be let go by turning a blind eye.
Zhou Fei nodded casually: "Just remember two."
She said it lightly, but she was full of arrogance and arrogance. Li Sheng had seen her look a little complicated before, but when he heard this sentence, his face suddenly turned green. If it weren't for the big boss still standing on the flower-picking platform, he would have almost walked away.
Li Jinrong got off the flower-picking table and said to Ma Jili, "Brother Ma will be troubled by the famous brand - you two come with me, Mrs. Wang has something to do."