Wandering in the world of martial arts

Misty rain. .

Stormy weather.

Standing on the gradually silent boat, holding a paper umbrella in his hand to cover the drizzle above his head, he looked lightly at Yin Zhiping who was wearing a pink Taoist robe opposite him.

The cool wind blew, the hair danced wildly, and the fluttering drizzle wet the Taoist robe under the umbrella, sending waves of coolness and coldness.

Rumble!

Countless bubbles emerged from the water surface, and the hull of the boat under his feet had been completely submerged in the water.When his feet were about to be stained with water, Yue Yuan moved.

despair!

On the exposed part of the ship, Yue Yuan led him with a paper umbrella, and with the help of the wind, he flew towards Yin Zhiping like a piece of paper blown up by the wind.

same.

The boat under Yin Zhiping's feet sank completely, and at the same moment, he also made a move.

On the moat, two paper umbrellas, one blue and one pink, approached quickly in the mist and rain.

The moment they touched each other, the two drew their swords.

Under the umbrella, a long sword like a dragon turned into a cold light and stabbed directly at the umbrella held by the opponent.Impressively, what Yue Yuan and Yin Zhiping chose at the same time at this moment was to break the paper umbrella that the other party was borrowing.

It can be said that in the current battle, whoever's umbrella is broken will lose.

Yue Yuan didn't want to lose, and he didn't think he would lose in lightness kung fu.

But Yin Zhiping couldn't lose, so he suppressed his potential even more.

Ah!

Surprised in his heart, Yue Yuan's body fell backwards in mid-air, the paper umbrella in his hand avoided Yin Zhiping's three-foot green spear, and at the same time he kicked up with his right foot, and the toe hit Yin Zhiping's hand On the blade of the sword, with a soft sound, Yin Zhiping's long sword was kicked directly away from the direction.

Ding!

At the same time, Yue Yuan also felt that the long sword in his hand had pierced a metal object.

Looking up, Yue Yuan realized that Yin Zhiping, who had been kicked sideways by him, had just blocked the tip of his sword with the bottom of the hilt in his hand.So that his long sword did not pierce the umbrella pole.

"..."

Slightly startled in his heart, Yin Zhiping actually didn't know much about Yue Yuan. He knew the opponent's lightness kung fu, internal strength, and palm technique, because he could see these in the battle between Yue Yuan and Guo Jing at the hero conference. come out.

In his heart, although he had guessed about Yue Yuan's swordsmanship, this was the first time he had seen Yue Yuan's real swordsmanship.

The swordsmanship is not considered extremely mysterious, but it is the same fast way as him, but the two people's fast methods are different, and the tolerance they display is also different.

After the two exchanged a move in mid-air, Yin Zhiping's figure was hit by Yue Yuan's sword and flew backwards, while Yue Yuan turned his head up and fell into the water below .

"Ah!"

With a chuckle, Yue Yuan let his body fall downwards. When he was about to fall into the water, Yue Yuan rotated the paper umbrella in his hand and moved it under his body. He fell straight into the water with his head and feet upright.

Snapped!

With a soft sound, the back of the opened paper umbrella directly pressed against the water.

The waves were rippling, and the water surface, which was originally just a trace of water, began to rippling, as if a depression had been pressed down on it, and it sank slightly.

Immediately, with the help of the elasticity, Yue Yuan jumped up again.

The paper umbrella in his hand rotated together with the person, bringing out a long wave of water and drawing a transparent circle in mid-air.

Bang!

The long sword in Yue Yuan's hand changed from a sweep to a clap, and swung it across, directly hitting the circular water waves around him.

Immediately.

The water wave collapsed and turned into countless drops of water, hitting Yin Zhiping in mid-air like a celestial maiden scattered flowers.

"This is!"

Yin Zhiping, who was holding an umbrella in the air, couldn't help but twitch his brows. So many drops of water hit his head like sharp arrows, which made him startled.This has nothing to do with mid-air, even if it is the development of Jin Yan Gong, it cannot be avoided.

Because the range of water drops in front of him is really too big.

Thinking of this, Yin Zhiping could only frown, and the three-foot green spear in his hand flew up at an extremely fast speed to disperse the incoming water droplets.

boom! boom! boom!

There was a series of clear and ear-splitting impact sounds, as if countless pearls had fallen on a jade plate.

In the splash of water, the three-foot green blade in Yin Zhiping's hand was almost invisible, only the spray in front of him and in front of the umbrella continued to disperse.

But there were too many drops of water, no matter what Yin Zhiping did, he couldn't stop the water drops that smashed from the sky, and sometimes even if they were broken up, the splashed water still had a lot of force.In that crisp impact sound, there was also a muffled sound from time to time.

Every time there was a muffled sound, a small hole appeared in the pink paper umbrella in Yin Zhiping's hand.

The sound stopped, the sword stopped.

People are falling towards the water.

Yin Zhiping's face turned pale, but he was already touching the surface of the water, stepped on the water and flew towards the shore.

same.

Yue Yuan also passed by holding a blue paper umbrella like a dragonfly.

The two figures, one pink and one blue, landed on the shore like green smoke.

……

By the river, under the city wall of Xiangyang.

Yue Yuan and Yin Zhiping stood side by side, staring at the direction of the black boat that had been completely silent in the middle of the river, silent.

for a long time.

Yue Yuan, who had been waiting all this time, said, "Brother Yin, your martial arts entry is beyond my expectation. What kind of martial arts is this?" In the confrontation just now, although Yue Yuan had guessed in his heart, he didn't know. I feel that Yin Zhiping has really learned the Sunflower Book.

After thinking about it, Yue Yuan decided to ask the question in his heart.

"..."

Yin Zhiping was silent for a while when he heard the words, and then he said: "Innate skills, I have mastered my school's Zhenpai skills, innate skills!"

First... Congenital skills?

Yue Yuan was stunned when he heard this.In his feeling, Xiantian Gong shouldn't be in this rhythm.But the problem is, no one has seen what this innate skill is.

Could it be that there is something wrong with this innate skill?

Thinking in his heart, Yue Yuan didn't say it, but suppressed this doubt in his heart, but sighed: "So that's how it is!"

"pity!"

Yin Zhiping murmured and sighed, looked up at the pink paper umbrella in his hand, it was full of holes, and the umbrella shaft was covered with scratches, he said disappointedly: "I lost after all!"

"No!"

However, what surprised Yin Zhiping was that Yue Yuan denied his self-talk, and when he turned around, he saw Yue Yuan looked up at his own umbrella with a strange expression, and said slowly: "I lost!"

The voice fell.

With a bang, the blue paper umbrella in Yue Yuan's hand had already burst, and there was a big tear on the surface of the umbrella.

Looking blankly at the surface of the paper umbrella in his hand, Yue Yuan recalled the previous confrontation in his mind. Although he also broke the opponent's umbrella, Yin Zhiping was one step faster after all. The Qi Jin carried by Feng broke through the umbrella, and it just exploded right now.

Although Yue Yuan was able to avoid such a thing from happening, he still let this energy stay on his paper umbrella.

"..."

Silently looking at Yue Yuan's back as he turned and left, Yin Zhiping's lips moved, he didn't say anything, but there was a trace of joy on his face.Yue Yuan's words told him that his efforts were not in vain.

If I had my current strength back then, I would have been able to protect Miss Long well.

Thinking of this, the joy that had just gotten up on Yin Zhiping's face dissipated again, and what appeared on Yin Zhiping's face again was a kind of regret.Unfortunately, it's too late!

The pink paper umbrella fell to the ground, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground. Yin Zhiping just stood firmly in the misty rain, letting the wind and rain hit his face.

Red sleeves are like knives.

In this battle, Yin Zhiping lost, and Yang Guo also lost.

But Yue Yuan himself lost on purpose in the confrontation on the river.

The spring breeze blew past, and the two paper umbrellas that fell on the ground kept rolling, and the long sword that Yue Yuan inserted on the ground kept swaying.

In the misty rain, the blue figure disappeared in the city gate of Xiangyang.

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