Vol 9 Chapter 125: Last 8 swords

Wang Zhi sat up suddenly, looked at the boots in his hands sillyly, facing Ye Qingxuan's doubts, but he was unwilling to say: "Brother Ye, are you wrong? This [ru sword thirteen sutras] In "Chun Qiu's Three Passages" linked to "Poetry Xiaoya", it is not a big deal, but how could it still be connected with "Mengzi Dayi"? This "Mengzi Dayi" needs to be suffocated. Only when the sword is waved, there is the momentum of "though millions of people go to me", while the "Sword of Xiaoya" is gentle and the internal force works like a whisper in the ear of a lover ... The two tricks are from internal force and sword Idea, pace, and sword power ... this, this ... this is not connected? "
"I said that even if you can connect! You read stupid, right?" Ye Qingxuanlang said: "Confucianism and internal skills, pay attention to 'consistent', the only thing that changes is swordsmanship, you make internal skills so fancy, Would n’t it be against the teachings of the sages of Confucianism? Which stupid person teaches you so?
As soon as Ye Qingxuan said this, the scene of Confucianism was uproar.
"'Consistently'? This is only mentioned in the book. How can rumors be taken seriously?"
"Different from the teaching chair? But it sounds quite reasonable."
"What is the truth? This is heresy. This is a subversion of our Confucian tradition. Don't believe it."
"You're not right. As the so-called learning applies, this swordsmanship is based on usefulness ..."
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Ye Qingxuan's simple sentence immediately caused a great division within Rulin College.
On the rostrum on the podium, some people were also angry and couldn't help but yell out loud: "How dare a Taoist person deny the true meaning of my Confucianism, and dare to speak out loudly, and really consider himself a sage?"
One person marched: "Every form of the [Three Classics of the Confucian Sword] follows the code, how to make a sword, the strength, angle, and internal force of the sword are all taught by the Confucian sages, their swordsmanship is not so much It is better to say that it is to cultivate the moral integrity of Confucian disciples. How can it be changed? "
"That is, a layman deserves to criticize my Confucian martial arts?"
Ye Qingxuan snorted coldly, facing up and down the question of Confucianism, and resolutely replied: "Say that you are stupid in reading and you do n’t know how to repent. Do you learn swordsmanship for people to chop? Also cultivate Hao Ran Righteousness ... Well, [Sword of the Thirteen Confucian Swords] is such a good sword that even you foolish masters have been killed ... if you are willing to listen to me, even if you use this sword method that is not in your eyes , Can also be better than your seventy-two wise sword. "
"Crazy!" Zhu Han, who had been silent on the stage, finally found a chance to scold: "Ye Daoyou, at this time the game is not over yet, but you are here to disturb the contest, did you deliberately delay time?"
"I'm procrastinating? Are you afraid?" Ye Qingxuan smiled indifferently, looking at Zhu Han with an angry look, and said, "If it weren't for Wang Zhitui's stupidity, he wouldn't even be able to do three moves. You have lost just now. . "
"Nonsense." Zhu Han flushed with a blush, and hurriedly said, "I compete with Wang Zhi. You disturb me aloud, distracting me, or I will win just now."
Ye Qingxuan said: "Few nonsense, five swords have been used for the contract of the thirteen swords, and eight swords are left. Wait for me to ask the king to push it, and then you will definitely win. Wang Zhitui, you come to me!"
On the podium, Chun Yuxi shouted, "Ye Qingxuan, you are too presumptuous. The competition has already begun. How can Wang Zhitui end? How can there be such rules to guide martial arts midway?"
Ye Qingxuan replied coldly: "People are disciples of your Rulin Academy. I am just a pointer. What are you anxious about, ca n’t you afford to lose?"
"You ..." Chun Yuxi was furious.
"Okay, okay." Zhu Shaoling smiled slightly and said, "Just as Ye Daoyou said, give you another ten minutes."
"I have the courage. But I also respect your rules and guarantee that Wang Zhi will not end the game." Ye Qingxuan yelled loudly, and at the same time a leap, across a distance of twenty feet, easily fell on the dojo.
Ye Qingxuan patted Wang Zhitui's shoulder and yelled, "Nerd, now you still have the opportunity of eight swords. From this moment, you are only allowed to use the sword to move, and you are not allowed to operate the internal force. According to my instructions, first come to the" Book of Shanggu " , Followed a trick 'Yi Li Chun Qiu', then used 'Eighteen Filial Piety' ... and ended with 'Jian Yi'. "
Ye Qingxuan talked endlessly, saying eight moves in a row.
These eight sword moves are all Wang Zhitui's most familiar swordsmanship, but they have never been performed in this order. Both the direction of the sword and the position of the footsteps are awkward.
After listening to Ye Qingxuan's narrative, Wang Zhitui began to practice a few times. Just three swords, he pinned his left foot on his right foot and turned himself to the ground.
There was a sound of laughter at the scene, and Zhu Han was even mocking.
Only Zhu Shaoling and Chun Yuzhang on the podium suddenly frowned, savoring the power of swordsmanship after the eight consecutive moves.
Both of them are swordsmen. They only performed these eight moves in their minds, and they almost changed color at the same time.
Zhu Shaoling grasped the handrail fiercely and almost shouted.
On the field, Ye Qingxuan shook his head and sighed: "Wang Zhitui, your boy is indeed the oldest student of Confucianism, and he is stubborn and unreliable. The sword art method is exquisitely flowing and flowing anywhere. I have told you Only use the sword to move, you don't need to consider the internal cooperation, but at the critical moment, you still want to luck, then move, can the movement be not hindered? Don't follow the rules, you will be happier and do whatever you want. "
This statement immediately reminded Wang Zhitui that since he wants to play smoothly and happily, this swordsmanship can naturally not follow the rules, just use it.
Thinking of this, his long sword swept across, quickly scoring a "Book of Ancients", before the exhaustion of the moves, the action was not achieved, the sword tip swept halfway halfway, making the "ceremonial spring and autumn".
According to Ye Qingxuan's words ~ EbookFREE.me ~, eight strokes in a row, so that when the final "Jian Yi", the eight strokes were completed.
Ye Qingxuan nodded and said, "Reluctantly passed. But it was not smooth enough, but it was enough to deal with that kid. Go up and try."
Wang Zhitui smiled a little, took the first two steps, but suddenly backed away, whispered: "But these eight moves Zhu Han also saw in his eyes, already prepared for it, and maybe even thought of a cracking method, now Is it too stupid to use these eight tricks? "
"Relax." Ye Qingxuan smiled indifferently, glanced at Zhu Han disdainfully, and said lightly: "Some moves, even if you know the order and want to avoid, it is delusional. With his rigid sword skills, he can reach The eighth move is no longer easy. "
Zhu Han saw it clearly and clearly. She was not worried about the miracles that such eight moves could create. Seeing Wang Zhishui ’s success, she immediately asked,
Are you ready? Can you continue?

"Yes." Ye Qingxuan replied, but when Wang Zhitui was about to play, he secretly transmitted the sound into the secret, saying: "The first four strokes are played in the order I taught you, and the middle three strokes are reversed. The last trick ... use your left hand! "8)