In the manor, a beautiful lady in white was driving a crimson lawn mower to cut the grass.
Click, click----
Every time the lawnmower blade closed, the precious grass was split in two. Grass foam flew everywhere, grass juice overflowed, and the scent of grass mixed with the cold air filled the entire manor.
The woman was very serious about this, driving the lawn mower slowly and leisurely, as if she was doing something big.
The falconer was waiting at the edge of the meadow, which was a path made of raised blue bricks and slabs, so as to ensure that he would not step on the young lady's favorite meadow.
Click, click-----
The lawn mower passed in front of Mu Ying, but the lawn mower in white clothes, white hat and white gloves showed no intention of stopping.
Mu Ying called out, "Miss, Tigress showed up at the airport and I couldn't bring Fang Yan back."
"Got it." The woman replied calmly and continued to drive the lawn mower to mow the grass. The content of Mu Ying's report was not surprising at all.
Mu Ying smiled, adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, and turned to walk out of the manor gate. The lady said she knew, which proved that she had expected such an answer.
In an old courtyard, a young man was sitting on a stone chair and playing chess with an old man.
The old man's cannon was eaten and he wanted to take back his move, but the man held the chessboard and refused to agree. The two were in a stalemate and neither could convince the other.
Dongdong----
There was a slight knock on the door. The old, drafty wooden door shook slightly, but no one pushed it open to enter.
The old man pushed the chess piece aside and said, "I hate being disturbed when I'm playing chess. If you have something to do, just get out of here. Don't bring these crap to disturb my peace."
"You knew you were going to lose, so you deliberately cheated and pushed the chess piece away." The man said with a smile. "This isn't the first time."
The old man sipped hot tea from the teapot, squinting his eyes and cursing, "Do you think I can't afford to lose? I've lost at least eighty battles in my life. What's the result? Where are all those old dogs who beat me now? They're dead. How much jealousy would a person who never lose be? Sometimes, it's good to lose a game, because losing keeps you safe. Losing can prolong your life. Look at me? How old am I this year? I've forgotten everything."
The old man thought of something he was proud of, and he opened his voice and sang: "I was originally a carefree person in Wolonggang, but I can discuss yin and yang as easily as turning my hand to protect the world. The late emperor came to Nanyang three times to invite me, and allied with Dongwu to destroy Cao Wei and establish a three-way balance of power. I was appointed as the Marquis of Wuxiang and held the seal of the commander. I conquered the east and west, the north and the south, and was well-versed in history and the present-----"
The man sat on the stone chair and listened with a smile until the old man finished singing "The Empty City Scheme" and turned into the house wrapped in his military coat. Only then did he get up and walk out of the yard.
"Didn't you bring it back?" The man frowned slightly.
The tigress looked at the man and said respectfully, "Muying interfered, and we had a big fight. The target is missing----"
The man's expression gradually softened, and he said, "It's no wonder they knew we would take action. They can protect him temporarily, but not forever. This is Yanjing."
The man stepped over the threshold of the courtyard and walked outside, and a man in black followed him slowly.
The tigress looked at the man's receding back, her eyes becoming playful.
Zizhi Tongjian says: A person who has both talent and virtue is called a "sage", while a person who lacks both talent and virtue is called a "fool". A person whose virtue is greater than talent is called a "gentleman", while a person whose talent is greater than virtue is called a "villain".
Bai Xiu is a man of both talent and virtue. Calling him a saint is an exaggeration. I'm sure no one will object to praising him as a "gentleman".
For example, in the first attack, he used his sleeves to roll up the wind and attack with the wind, which is the "warm-up" or "sending move" before the martial arts competition. Because the lethality is limited, it usually does not cause much physical damage to the attacked party.
When other people fight, they try every way to knock the other person down, but he is different. He will never use all his killing moves right from the start.
Of course, Bai Xiu’s move is not that simple.
The sleeves are full of wind and the energy is as sharp as a knife!
The so-called wind knife is a knife made of wind and invisible.
Bai Xiu just waved his sleeves casually, and countless cold winds turned into an invisible wind blade, slashing towards Fang Yan's chest.
The knife is invisible, but it is powerful and extremely fierce.
call-----
Fang Yan concentrated his strength on his dantian and punched out fiercely.
The iron fist just met the blade of the wind blade, which lasted for a moment before collapsing and dissipating everywhere.
Fang Yan retracted his fist, looked at Bai Xiu and said, "We are all adults now, so let's not play this kind of childish game. You know this level of confrontation can't hurt me, nor can it test my ability. If you're talking about being a gentleman, then this is really unnecessary. Save it for someone else."
Bai Xiu smiled naively and said, "I know this wind blade can't hurt you, and I also know that this level of attack can't test your strength. But you just came back, and I want to fight you right away - I don't think that's appropriate. I didn't intend to kill you."
"There are still two moves." Fang Yan said. "Hurry up. I have to go home after the fight."
Fang Yan looked up at the sky and said, "The snow is getting heavier."
The sky was getting darker and darker, and snowflakes were falling, dancing in the wind.
"Yeah. The snow is getting heavier." Bai Xiu echoed. His body spun 360 degrees on the spot, as fast as a spinning top whose shadow could not be seen clearly.
His robe rustled in the wind, and his sleeves fluttered toward the sky, as if he wanted to catch all the beautiful snowflakes falling from the sky in his sleeves.
Whoosh-----
When his body paused, countless snowballs flew towards Fang Yan.
Those snowballs are as big as fingernails, each one is crystal clear, round and cute, just like the finished products coming off a machine production line.
However, countless snowballs were like countless silver bullets. They carried strong winds and murderous aura as they whistled towards Fang Yan.
Ice balls all over the sky, gathered into formations.
Fang Yan's body and all his possible escape routes were blocked.
Fang Yan's eyes became slightly stern, and finally became serious.
He knew the power of these ice balls. Each ice ball was a hard steel ball. These ice balls temporarily condensed by Bai Xiu had destructive power, and even iron plates could be hit with big holes.
Flying flowers and falling leaves can hurt people. The same is true for wind blades, snow arrows, etc.
During the war, Xingyi master Li Hanshan encountered dozens of powerful enemies. Unarmed, he picked a handful of pine needles to kill all the attackers. Later, he found out that these people were members of the Japanese Black Dragon Society. In anger, Li Hanshan joined the national army and led his "Mountain Moving Brigade" to show his power and wiped out countless invaders. He especially retaliated against the Japanese Black Dragon Society. In Northeast China, the Black Dragon Society's most powerful area was almost wiped out because of Li Hanshan.
This is the result of practicing dark energy to the extreme. Li Hanshan eventually became a master of his generation, nicknamed "Needle King". From then on, generation after generation of warriors aimed to pursue a stronger and purer energy.
Fang Yan and Bai Xiu are both masters of internal martial arts, and are also figures in the inner world. They began practicing Qi at a very young age, and they can flow Qi throughout their bodies and infuse Qi into their weapons, always able to obtain unexpected results.
Bai Xiu's second attack made Fang Yan feel dangerous.
The heart of Tai Chi rotates automatically, and the state of Tai Chi unfolds naturally.
In the realm of Tai Chi, the countless ice balls turned into countless white dots and rushed towards Fang Yan's vital parts and acupuncture points all over his body.
This alone shows that Bai Xiu's strength is unfathomable. In his hands, those ordinary ice balls seem to have eyes and can identify and hit acupuncture points.
If the injury is to the flesh, the consequence is just to lie in bed for three months to recuperate. However, if the injury is to the vital parts or vital points, it is either death or disability.
This Bai Xiu turned out to be ferocious.
Of course, the purpose of a martial arts competition is to defeat the opponent. If an opponent always hits you on the butt or calf, you probably won't like him.
Fang Yan stretched out his hands.
He just reached out lightly and grabbed a handful of ice ball in his hand.
He threw the ice balls out, and they collided with other ice balls. One ice ball collided with another, and the two ice balls that deviated from their directions collided with more ice balls at the same time.
With the help of the Tai Chi Realm, Fang Yan could clearly see the positions and movement trajectories of the ice balls. He was like a skilled magician, using the ice balls as a trigger to cause the internal loosening and disintegration of the ice formation.
Papapapapapa----
The sound of ice hockey hitting each other was endless, and the sound of ice breaking came one after another.
Snapped!
The wind stopped and the snow dispersed, and Fang Yan's surroundings returned to peace.
The howling wind stopped, and the restlessly bouncing ice balls all disappeared.
It's as if they have never come into this world.
They were originally condensed from snowflakes, and were naturally broken into pieces by the ice ball infused with dark energy by Fang Yan, and then instantly turned into pieces of soft white snow again.
Bai Xiu's eyes flickered as he said, "Is this the evolved Tai Chi realm? The previous Tai Chi realm was not like this, it did not have this kind of ability----"
"This is the evolved Tai Chi realm." Fang Yan said with a smile. "I named it 'Starlight'. Every meteor has a trajectory. In my Tai Chi realm, all moving objects and every little movement have their own trajectory-----"
"Congratulations." Bai Xiu said.
"If this is a sincere congratulations-----" Fang Yan's palm showed a withered yellow bamboo leaf, and he said: "Why do you still want to kill me?"
There are words on the bamboo slip, which are the first sentence of "Staying at the Lotus Mountain Master's House on a Snowy Night": The mountains are far away at dusk. (To be continued)