Chapter 44: wind and rain

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That night, Yin Yi waited for a long time before waiting for Luo Mingchuan to say 'good'.
Then the pen-and-thin book was carefully folded and put into the sleeves. Luo Mingchuan had a bit of a sorrowful smile, and felt like he was confiscated by the school's teaching staff.
After that, the two did not mention this matter.
Yin Yiyue’s test was the first of the three, and the closer he was, the more calm he was. Even the lake sword still does not accept his true yuan.
On the day of the game, his mood has been sinking like Pinghu, and the waves are not good.
When the disciples of Yan Yashan walked from the autumn lake to the center of the city, the crowds separated from the two sides, and no number of lights fell on them, falling on Yin Yinyue. But after two previous tests, people's eyes are more respectful and awe.
From Yecheng to the foot of the Chongming Mountain, some people followed the tide, but there was no whispering argument.
Whether it is ordinary people or practitioners, they feel that they will witness the occurrence of a major event, and may go down in history.
Yesterday, there were disciples of the Qingjian Sword School, and they again checked the protective tactics of Fujian and Taiwan. This morning, the crowds were swaying, and in the stands on the east side, there were six elders who were highly divided and rehabilitated, and one Yecheng was enshrined.
In the mountains of people, Yin Yue and Zhong Shan went to the stage. Relatively standing.
Everyone is waiting for what they say at this moment, even if they introduce themselves. It is a pity that these two people are ignorant and destined to disappoint many visitors.
Zhong Shan raised the sword to the forehead, holding one end of each hand, and then squatting.
Yin Yin is more like him.
Unlike the usual arrogance, they chose the most formal and solemn ritual.
The two are similar in height, so the two swords are also at the same height.
The sword is in the sheath and does not show its edge.
But the lake began to vibrate.
The intensive impact of the blade and the sheath, such as the shower of gold, the squeaking.
This moment, incredible, Yin Yue feels its emotions.
This sword is like a screaming question - no heroes, so the name is famous? !
It is asking for the rain sword!
Under the sword and the Eight Diagrams sword, this sword did not respond. When the frost knives took the moon, the sword was only gently shaken.
But at this moment, just because it was placed at the level of the wind and rain sword, it became unwilling and angry, and the sword could not restrain it from shaking.
Originally it was not unresponsive, but disdainful.
No one knows these quiet changes. Some people have heard the vibration of the lake sword in the sheath, and they think that Yin Yin is gaining momentum.
Even Zhongshan thought that it was only a pause. After the ceremony, when Yin Yue got up again, there was something different.
But he is strong and will not panic because of the change of his opponent.
Qingming suddenly rises, the wind and rain swords are squirting, like the wind whistling!
Almost at the same moment, the lake sword is squirting out, and it sounds like a crane!
Completely overshadowed the sound of the wind, so the echo of the sword in the wilderness!
The disciples of the audience did not expect that just the beginning of the game, only the swordsmen fight, there is such a big momentum, can not help but burst into amazement.
The elders of the Qingjian Swordsman in the stands shook their heads. "One drum, one's anger, then the decline, and the three are exhausted... It really is a young man's heart, and he can't hold his breath."
Those who have experienced combats agree with him.
At the same time, the two men began to take off, and the sword of Zhongshan was quicker and fell. Unexpectedly, it was a trick, 'warm rain and clear wind, early frost,' such as early spring, breeze and drizzle.
This is the gesture of the wind and rain sword. Can't say good, can't say bad, just too much peace.
There are many ways to pick up this sword, and at least twenty people in the audience can use different methods to resolve it.
However, Yin Yi did not intend to resolve.
The real yuan into the sword, such as the stream through the dry river still. The lake sword seemed to be part of his arm.
Countless days and nights, the big stone pressed against the chest, once crushed, how fast? ! Why not? !
So he tipped his fingertips and held the sword. The swordsman pressed down, as the white crane broke out!
The two swords meet, the impact between the shocks, the morning fog to avoid!
The real element splashing from the front of the sword, like a burning star, falls on the ring and makes a sound of ‘嗤嗤’.
"Hehe cloud!"
The same trick, the prestige is as far-reaching as it was before, and people can't believe it.
But still not enough.
The two swords are at the touch of the eye, Yin Yin is overturned to the ground, and the violent violent pain spreads along the wrist to the meridians, such as the fire burning over the wilderness.
Yu Guang saw the position of the banyan tree on the side of the table. Compared to before, he landed half an inch behind.
And Zhongshan, still standing in place.
This little detail was rarely found, but the leaf city was enshrined and saw, and shook his head invisibly.
The gap in the realm represents the gap in the output of the true yuan, which is an unchangeable fact.
Yin Yin suddenly calmed down and began to calculate again.
The mind turned to electricity, and only at the moment of landing, he once again sword.
The peak of the peak of Zhongshan is slightly weak.
Careful and meticulous, good at calculations - this is his original judgment on Yin Yue. Just like the match between the ones and the ones, all the previous ones were controlled by people in order to find flaws and make an enemy.
But the sword just now seems to have no plan, just the interest.
Not in any of his situations in which he played against this battle.
The rhythm was disrupted and the two sides returned to the same position again.
Only in a momentary interval, the sword of Yin Yue will arrive.
The blade is covered with a soft glow, and an arc is drawn across the air. It is smooth and colorful, as if the morning fog is attracted by the beauty of this sword, and it gathers under his sword, like the smoke on the river.
The sword is in his hands, like a river of spring water, but the sword light flies, has reached the door of Zhongshan!

‘Smoke in the cold!’

Everyone doesn't understand why the lake sword has been strangely calmed down after the violent ‘hehe cloud’. Go back to the atmosphere of the original warm and sunny weather.
This Jianguang is not so powerful and terrifying. On the contrary, there is a kind of beauty that is so beautiful, and Zhongshan has retired two steps.
After two steps, picking up the wrist and falling the sword, just took a sword flower, as if standing in the night mooring and waving the sleeves on the river.
It is the closing trend of the wind and rain swords - ‘the wind and the drizzle do not have to return.’
Light as a swallow, but there is a decisive intention. Wandering on the chilly cold river.
Many people in the audience looked at the fog, and they were very inexplicable.
There is no real yuan hedging, there is no earth-shattering sword, what is Zhongshan and Yin Yi doing?
The disciples who have been repaired for a little longer in each sect have opened their mouths to explain.
"Yin Shixiong's sword 'smoke cage cold water' seems to be light, but the angle of the flying sword, whether it is angle or distance, is exactly between the millimeters, and all the way to the death of the brothers, such as the fog blockade and the cold river.

"Zhong Shixiong does not go backwards. The two-step position is wonderful. I found the flaws in one hundred and one, and broke the fog with the slanting wind and drizzle."
Zhong Shan’s sword is broken, and the wrist is slanted. The figure is steep and fast, like a flying feather.
Leaning against the sword against the lake, there is no sword, only a breeze.
Although the two men changed their tactics quickly, they did not see the violent violent struggles. On the contrary, they were as smooth as the clouds.
The martial arts sword ‘wind through the cold pool’ is the first form of the feather robes.
For a time, on the platform, if the season changes, the spring rain is like a wine, such as smoke, and the chilly spring is accompanied by a cool spring rain.
But there are still people who can see the undercurrent of beautiful and peaceful.
"The swords of the two of them are extremely accurate. There is no such thing as a superfluous real thing being wasted, and it is calculated and broken when the other side is out of the sword."
"Two people are using the sword at the lowest price to break the sword and take the time when the other party first reveals the flaw."
"Whose sword is one point late, whose calculation is slower, the situation will change instantly!"
However, there are still people who do not understand that the realm of Zhongshan is higher than Yin Yue, why use such a cautious approach?
Song Xiao smiled and explained to Cheng Tianyu that "the spirit and the real yuan are consumed at a uniform speed, and the opponent is the least likely to break through."
This is the surest way.
When Yin Yue’s knowledge and true elements are not enough to support his calculations and swords, the winner will only be Zhong Shan.
After all, it is still the gap in the realm.
Forty strokes were passed, and the battle entered a strange rhythm. Yin Yue did not use the cold water sword, and Zhongshan did not use the wind and rain sword.
Their swords are very fluid and look very beautiful.
The grass grows long and the peanut trees are mixed.
Time passed quietly, and the sun was high. Appreciating such a battle is almost enjoyable, and many people are relieved. Silently waiting for the final waters to come out.
The next moment, someone looked surprised and said, "Is it windy?"
Why can't I feel under the stage?
I can only see the wind blowing over the branches of the banyan tree that stretched onto the stage, blowing the hem of the Yinjiao robes, floating the wide sleeves hanging down the mountain, and smashing the sword front in his hand.
Then Jianfeng whirls and slams down!
The wind is raging! The banyan tree bends down!
Zhongshan's toes leaped high and the robes rushed in the wind like clouds!
It turned out that it was not the wind, but the sword of the wind and rain sword really started.
The rain is coming from the wind.
Luo Mingchuan pupils are miniature.
There is only one possibility for Zhong Shan to start up: the younger brother has revealed flaws.
Many people think of this, and the look is suddenly dignified.
The situation will change in the next moment!
Yin Yin’s look is unchanged, his body shape is fretting, disappearing out of thin air, and the footwork is extremely fast, as if he is swaying in the wind.
But at this time, the wind was full, and the stage was in the sword.
Where can I avoid it?
He is very clear about how he will face a sword that has been in the forefront.
However, he could not make a move in the other side's sword. There is no difference between the forty strokes and the four hundred strokes. The true yuan is not good.
The original plan was completely void, because Zhongshan was much stronger than he had imagined.
Then you can only let the other party start.
Break the deadlock, only this way. So he has a flaw.
I couldn’t feel the wind under the stage, but I heard the wind blowing, the sound of flying sand and the sound of the stone, as if the wind was echoing in the sea. As a weaker disciple, he subconsciously grabbed his ears.
The sword in the wind is screaming! Don't go to the virtual shadow, but go straight into the void!
In the eyes of everyone who are puzzled and puzzled, a mist spurts out in the void!
The blood flower fell on the ring, and ‘嗤啦’ slammed the white mist and burned the stone table with black marks.
It is the real element of the fiery violent sword.
Zhong Shan found the position of Yin Yin Yue.
A sword pierces the body of the body and goes straight into the flesh.
Yin Yin showed his body shape in the air, and his left arm was flesh and blood on his white robes, his face was pale.
The eyes are bright and amazing.
His sword has come to the front of Zhong Shan!
The wind swelled and the chill was everywhere.
The splashed blood drops into frost.
He exchanged the opportunity to start a sword with the cost of a bone injury.
Thousands of deductions, all in this sword!