Holding the sword and looking at the sea, the sharp energy will soar into the clouds. Although he has no ambition, he has the desire to kill.
The sword has energy, spirit and virtue. The so-called heart of the sword is not in the sword itself, but in the nature of the person wielding the sword. The love of the sword and the virtue of the sword are the true meaning of the sword.
Bai Wuying's sword is solitary and arrogant, not close to the fireworks of the world, full of murderous aura, arrogant and powerful, but it lacks a bit of tackiness. This vulgarity is vulgarity, sophistication, and the cunningness of the human heart. Japanese Kendo focuses on actual combat, practicality, and pragmatism. Kojiro Kazama's sword is not as good as Sanchi, but the heart of the sword has more pragmatic vulgarity than him. Bai Wuying's pursuit of returning to nature requires adding a little bit of tacky fireworks.
In the circle of the top 50 in the civil and military rankings, Li Muye is simply a great layman. As long as he can win, he will dare to use any despicable tricks like monkeys stealing peaches, yellow dogs urinating, and lime dust spreading.
Bai Wuying said proudly: "Are you sure you want to try my sword?"
Li Muye said: "Do you know why I admire your sister? Because she always does what she says, unlike you who needs so much foreplay."
Bai Wuying was furious, pressing his hand on the hilt of his sword, his momentum suddenly increased.
Li Muye didn't seem to notice anything. He suddenly raised his hand and pointed at the top of Bai Wuying's head, and said in a fuss: "Look at my magic weapon!" The ox hair paralyzing poisonous needle in the ring was released silently, but Bai Wuying didn't care. He moved, but was still slightly distracted. He noticed the ox-hair poisonous needle in just this moment, and it was too late to avoid it. He only felt a numbness in his neck. When he secretly knew that something was wrong, the steel ball on Li Muye's fingertip had already hit his eyebrow palace. On the way, my head suddenly felt dizzy.
This contest was over before it officially began. Before Bai Wuying's sword, which was filled with murderous and arrogant aura, could even be unsheathed, Li Muye used poisonous needles and steel balls to assassinate him. Poor swordsman, he didn't even have a chance to make a move before he was beaten all over his head.
Bai Wuying was furious. When he regained his composure, he drew his sword and fought Li Muye. Brother Xiao Ye jumped out of the circle with a strange cry and said: "It's time to eat. The sky is as big as the earth and the belly is not as big as the emperor. I don't think there are enough hungry soldiers." You have to wait until I’m full before you fight.”
In the private rooms of famous Shandong cuisine restaurants, the food exudes the aroma of human fireworks.
Bai Wuying was still angry, his mask was frosty, Li Muye smiled playfully, accompanying him while toasting and picking up vegetables.
"You are probably the only person in the world who has reached your level of cultivation and can use such despicable means." He took a mouthful of food and put it into his mouth, reluctantly accepting Brother Xiaoye's apology. But he didn't want to drink a sip of wine. Said: "I never drink alcohol, because drinking alcohol will affect neurological reactions."
"Isn't it boring for a man to live to your age but never even drink?" Li Muye said with a smile: "Long-term alcoholism will indeed slow down your nervous response, but an occasional drink can also relax your tight nerves. Mood, people shouldn’t live too tiredly.”
"There are no shortcuts in seeking the truth, and there is no room for slacking off." Bai Wuying said: "A person like you really deserves to meet my sister."
This second brother-in-law looked a bit dull and cold, but his mouth was not forgiving. Li Muye scratched his head and said, "You are scolding me and your sister together."
Bai Wuying said: "Lao Gao and I actually disapprove of her taking away your two children, but she is getting stronger and more domineering now. I am her brother in private, and I am also Baiyun in public." She is a subordinate of the hall master, she has her own way, and there is nothing I can do about it." He added: "Actually, in the final analysis, this matter still starts with you. You should not be friends with Xuanmen. I have no time to be sincere to you. What you do will hurt her too much. Heartbroken."
This is in line with the saying, whose children are protected by others. Bai Wuying admitted that Bai Wuxia had gone too far, but in the end he still wanted to say a few words about Brother Xiaoye. Bai Wuying is similar in age to Li Zhonghua, nearly thirty years older than Bai Wuxia. They are called brother and sister, but they are actually similar to father and daughter.
Li Muye rolled his eyes at him and said displeasedly: "You deserve it that your swordsmanship is always a step behind. The sword wielder has a bad heart. Your heart is wrong. No matter how hard you practice, you will never reach the peak."
Bai Wuying said: "I have not used any tricks in my previous decades, so I am not necessarily inferior to anyone else."
Li Muye said: "Take a mirror and look at it before talking."
Bai Wuying said harshly: "You used despicable means to win. If you were to prove your rank uprightly, you would have no chance."
Li Muye said: "You are wrong. The reason why I plotted against you is actually to save you face, so that you can still have the confidence to argue with me here. If I defeat you openly, it will be a bit difficult for you. Cruel, after all, you are not young and you are Bai Wuxia’s biological brother.”
Bai Wuying sneered and said, "If you can defeat me in an upright way, I will go home with you to see Bai Qi's mother."
Li Muye said hello and said, "When we're full, we'll find a place to continue!" As he said that, he drank the wine in the glass.
The two of them had eaten and drank enough. Li Muye drank a lot of liquor and staggered to follow Bai Wuying to the backyard of Baiyuntang's semicolon in the capital.
There was no one around, Bai Wuying held his sword in his hand and stared at Li Muye with all his attention, saying: "Are you ready?"
Li Muye staggered and looked drunk, shaking his head and said: "I don't need to make any preparations to fight with you. You can use your most powerful moves to greet me at any time."
Bai Wuying's face was as dark as water. He was too arrogant and even a little pedantic. Seeing Li Muye drunk like this, he felt that even if he won, he would be defeated, so he hesitated before taking action and said: "Are you sure you don't need to do it first?" You can fight me again after you get over your hangover?"
Li Muye chuckled and said, "If I lose at your hands, I will join Baiyuntang. Do you think this condition is formal?" After saying that, he suddenly swayed his body and approached Bai Wuying!
Bai Wuying knew that he was scheming and did not dare to be careless. He learned the lesson from the last failure. When he saw Li Muye suddenly approaching, he immediately drew his sword decisively.
In a flash of sword light, Li Muye rushed forward without knowing how to dodge, and slammed into the three-foot green blade in Bai Wuying's hand. Bai Wuying hesitated for a moment. At this time, Li Muye suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a large mouthful of wine. Bai Wuying realized that he had been fooled again, and quickly turned his hand and thrust out a sword. Li Muye leaned forward and used his armpit. Holding his sword under his arm and twisting his body, Bai Wuying hurriedly withdrew the sword. Li Muye used the inertia of turning around and crashed into his arms along with the sword.
Bai Wuying was extraordinary after all, and he pointed his finger like a sword, piercing Li Muye's eyes to prevent Li Muye from getting close. He also put in hard work on this hand, and it has the strength to break gold with an inch of strength. If you really penetrate Brother Ono's eyes, you can directly insert them into the eyeballs and make them bubble. This move was not to kill people, but to gain the upper hand. If Li Muye retreated, he could naturally take back the sword and gain the upper hand.
At the critical moment, Li Muye made another strange move. He refused to retreat, but suddenly opened his mouth to bite Bai Wuying's finger. This was beyond the opponent's expectation. Bai Wuying reacted quickly and decisively changed his hand shape, changing his finger sword to a hand knife and turned his wrist to cut the bridge of Li Muye's nose. At this time, Li Muye suddenly let go of the sword under his arm. Bai Wuying had been using all his strength to seize the sword. When he suddenly lost resistance, his hand suddenly felt light, and his whole center of gravity had to take a big step back.
However, Li Muye suddenly raised his hand and grabbed his sword. The half of Bai Wuying's body that was restricted by his veins felt sore and numb, and his heart felt cold. At this time, there was only one thought left in his mind. If he loses like this, he can't practice this sword. Whatever! At this juncture, he couldn't care less about his demeanor and arrogance. He vaguely felt that there was a flaw between Li Muye's hands, and his right hand holding the sword happened to be still mobile, so he quickly seized this opportunity and rolled over to stab the sword from under his crotch. Come on, stab Li Muye straight in the throat!
This sword is extremely ugly and also extremely wonderful. It wins in defeat and changes in the face of the enemy. It does not stick to the beauty of the swordsmanship or the arrogance of the swordsman. It is cunning, direct and effective. The tip of the sword is less than half an inch from Brother Ono's throat. , with the sharpness of this sword and Bai Wuying's swordsmanship, it must be easy to pierce Brother Ono's throat with one sword.
"Stop!" Li Muye's sleeve flashed with a flash of Qingyun Xianyue, Jimo said: "The outcome has been decided, you win!"
There was no trace of pride on Bai Wuying's face. He frowned in thought for a long time before saying, "Thank you!" (End of Chapter)