Holding the sword and watching the sea, the spirit will rise above the clouds. Although there is no ambition, but there is a murderous heart.
Sword, aura, spirit, and virtue. The so-called sword heart is not in the sword itself, but in the nature of the sword master. The heart of loving the sword, the virtue of admiring the sword, is the true meaning of the sword heart.
Bai Wuying's sword is lonely and arrogant, not close to the world's fireworks, murderous, arrogant, and aura, but it lacks a bit of tackiness. This vulgarity is vulgarity, sophistication, and cunning of the human heart. Dongying Kendo focuses on actual combat, affordable and pragmatic. Kojiro's sword is not as good as Sanchi, but there is a little pragmatic tackiness in Kenshin. In Bai Wuying's pursuit of returning to the basics, he needs to add a little bit of firework and tackiness.
In the circle of the top 50 of the civil and military rankings, Li Muye is simply a layman of Tianzi No. 1, as long as he can win, monkeys steal peaches, yellow dogs pee, raise lime and soak white flour.
Bai Wuying proudly said, "Are you sure you want to try my sword?"
Li Muye said: "Do you know why I admire your sister? Because she does what she says, unlike you need so much foreplay."
Bai Wuying was furious, pressing the hilt with his hand, and his momentum rose sharply.
Li Muye didn't seem to notice anything. Suddenly he raised his hand to the top of Bai Wuying's head, and said, "Look at my magic weapon!" The ox hair paralysis poison needle in the ring was released silently, and Bai Wuying didn't do anything. I moved, but I was still a little distracted. I noticed the poisonous needle of cow hair in just such a moment. I couldn't avoid it anymore. I only felt a numbness in my neck. When the secret path was not good, the steel ball from Li Muye's fingertips had already hit his eyebrow palace. Go on, suddenly his head dizzy.
This contest is over before it officially starts. Before Bai Wuying's murderous, arrogant and spiritual sword could be unsheathed, Li Muye used poison needles and steel balls to plot it out. The poor master of kendo was beaten to the head before he even got the chance to shoot.
Bai Wuying was furious, and he was about to pull out his sword and fight Li Muye desperately. Brother Xiaoye jumped out of the circle with a strange cry, saying: "It's time for dinner. Heaven and Earth are not as big as their belly. The emperor is not short of hungry soldiers, think You have to wait until I'm full before you fight."
In the private room of a famous restaurant in Shandong, the food exudes the aroma of human fireworks.
Bai Wuying's anger remained unresolved, his face mask was cold, and Li Muye's hippie smiled, while accompanying him, he toasted and mixed vegetables.
"If you have cultivated to your level, you will probably be the one who can still use this kind of tricks." He took a bite of the vegetable and put it in his mouth, reluctantly accepting Xiaoye's apology. But he didn't want to drink a mouthful of wine. Said: "I never drink alcohol, because drinking will affect the nerve response."
"A man who has lived to your age but has never even drunk alcohol, isn't it boring?" Li Muye smiled: "Long-term alcoholism will indeed slow down your nervous reaction, but occasionally a drink can also relax your tightness. Feelings, people shouldn’t be tired from living."
"There are no shortcuts to the road, let alone slack." Bai Wuying said: "You really deserve to meet my sister."
The second brother-in-law looked a little dull coldly, but his mouth was unforgiving. Li Muye scratched his head and said, "You are scolding me and your sister together."
Bai Wuying said: "She took away your two children. Lao Gao and I actually disagree, but she is getting stronger and more overbearing now. Yu Si, I am her brother, and Yu Gong, I am also Baiyun. The hall master’s subordinates, she will do her own way, and I can’t do anything about it.” Then he said: “In fact, this matter starts from you in the final analysis. Heart."
This is the answer to that sentence, whose child is guarded. Bai Wuying had already admitted that Bai Wuying had done too much, but in the end he still had to say a few questions about Brother Xiaoye. Bai Wuying is about the same age as Li Zhonghua, nearly thirty years older than Bai Wuxia, and their names are brothers and sisters, but they are actually about the same as their father and daughter.
Li Muye gave him a white look, and said displeased: "The swordsmanship that deserves to be yours has always been inferior. The sword bearer's heart is upright. You have a long heart, no matter how you practice it, don't try to reach the top."
Bai Wuying said: "I didn't make any tricks in the previous decades, and it may not be much inferior to any one."
Li Muye said, "Take a mirror and take a look at it before talking."
Bai Wuying insisted: "You used despicable means to win. If you are uprightly verifying the level, you have no chance."
Li Muye said: "You were wrong. The reason why I calculated you was actually to save you face, so that you still have the confidence to argue with me here. If I defeat you upright, it will be a bit for you. Cruel, after all, you are not too young and your brother is Bai Wuxia."
Bai Wuying sneered and said, "If you can beat me uprightly, I'll go home with you and see Bai Qi fucking."
Li Muye said in a good voice, saying: "Let's find a place to continue when we are full!" He said, drank the wine in one cup.
The two ate and drank enough, Li Muye drank a lot of white wine, swayingly followed Bai Wuying to a semicolon backyard of Baiyuntang in Beijing.
There was no one in the surroundings, Bai Wuying pressed the sword in his hand and stared at Li Muye intently, and said, "Are you ready?"
Li Muye swayed, drunk and soundly, shaking his head and said: "You don't need to prepare for a fight with you. You can use your best tricks to greet me at any time."
Bai Wuying's face was sinking, he was too arrogant and even a little pedantic. Seeing Li Muye drunk like this, he felt that even if he wins, he still cannot win, so he hesitated before taking the shot. Fight with me when you understand the alcohol?"
Li Muye smiled and said, "If I lose to you, I will join Baiyuntang. Do you think this condition is official?" After that, he suddenly shook his body and approached Bai Wuying!
Bai Wuying knew that he was scheming and didn't dare to be careless. He learned the lesson of the last defeat. Seeing Li Muye's sudden approach, he immediately drew his sword decisively.
When the sword light flashed, Li Muye rushed forward without knowing to avoid it, and slammed into the Sanchi Qingfeng in Bai Wuying's hand. Bai Wuying hesitated for an instant. At this time, Li Muye suddenly opened his mouth and spouted a large sip of wine. Bai Wuying realized that he had been fooled again, and hurriedly flipped his hand and stabbed a sword. Li Muye went up sideways and used his armpit. Clamping his sword under his arm and twisting his body, Bai Wuying hurriedly withdrew the sword. Li Muye used the inertia of turning around to follow the sword into his arms.
After all, Bai Wuying was extraordinary, and pointed like a sword, piercing Li Muye's eyes to prevent Li Muye from getting close. He has also worked hard on this hand, and has the strength to break gold. If you really plug Xiaoye's eyes, you can directly bubbling the eyeballs. This is not for killing people, but for taking the lead. If Li Muye retreats, he can naturally recapture the sword and seize the opportunity at the same time.
At the critical moment, Li Muye made a strange move again, unwilling to give up, but suddenly opened his mouth to bite Bai Wuying's finger. This was far beyond his opponent's expectations. Bai Wuying reacted quickly and decisively changed his hand shape, turning his sword into a hand knife and turning 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 has been using his strength to seize the sword. After suddenly losing his resistance, his hand suddenly lightened, and the whole person's center of gravity had to take a big step back.
However, Li Muye suddenly raised his hand and caught his hand knife. Bai Wuying’s body was numb, and his heart felt cold. At this moment, there was only one thought left in his heart. Nothing! At this juncture, he couldn't care about any demeanor and arrogance. Li Muye vaguely felt that there was a flaw between Li Muye's hands, and his right hand holding the sword happened to be able to move, so he hurriedly seized the opportunity to roll and stab a sword from under his crotch. Come, prick Li Muye's throat!
This sword is ugly to the extreme, and also to the extreme. It wins in defeat, and changes in the face of the enemy. It does not stick to the beauty of swordsmanship and the arrogance of the swordsman. It is cunning, direct and effective. The tip of the sword is less than half an inch from Xiaoye's throat. With the sharpness of this sword and Bai Wuying's swordsmanship, it must be easy for a sword to pierce Brother Ono's throat.
"Stop!" The Qingyun Jianyue in Li Muye's sleeve flashed and said, "The winner is already divided, you have won!"
There was no trace of pride on Bai Wuying's face, her eyebrows condensed in contemplation, and it took a long time to say: "Thank you!" (End of this chapter)