Wandering

Chapter 147
Feng Junzi's face remained unchanged, he picked up the pen and began to write the word "Liu", and tapped the three strokes neatly.Except for Yu Cangwu, I can say that I stood closest to Junzi Feng, and I could see him using a pen.Every time he tapped, I felt a sledgehammer pounding my heart, feeling like I was being oppressed and about to suffocate.Although he didn't cast spells on me, I could also feel Yu Cangwu's situation.

There was still no sound in the field, and the air was still close to freezing, but there was a strange wind.If the air flows like one side, you will feel the wind blowing, and you can feel the wind pressure head-on.But all the winds in all directions converge toward the center, and it becomes a shrinking, motionless wind!The void within a radius of five zhang seemed to become as heavy as a thousand pounds, and the coercion like overwhelming pressure pressed towards Yu Cangwu in the middle.Every time Feng Junzi tapped, the pressure suddenly doubled.This is no longer a pure spiritual attack, but with real power.

Three dots of water and three strokes are finished, and the other half of Liuzi still starts with one dot.When Junzi Feng raised his pen to hit the fourth point, Yu Cangwu finally moved, and he could no longer stand still to resist this pressure.He roared loudly, and the trembling valley buzzed, using his roar to shatter the strange silence around him.He opened his arms to hold the sky in his hands, and a sharp whirlwind arose around his body.Break the stillness with sound, and break the immobile wind with the wind of whirling dance.I've seen him cast spells like this before, that time to defuse a tornado.

When Cangwu yelled, Feng Junzi hit the fourth point just in time.The roar seemed to break his unsteady wind pressure, and the pressure in the field did not suddenly increase like the previous three times.The whirlwind flying around Yu Cangwu was getting bigger and bigger, whirling and rolling away from his body, with a whistling sound, as if trying to break through the invisible shackles within a radius of five feet.He shot not only for defense, but also for offense.If the wind controlled by Yu Cangwu breaks through this circle and comes to Feng Junzi, the strokes of the four characters Feng Junzi will be interrupted.

Junzi Feng nodded, showing admiration on his face.He didn't say a word, and continued to write the character "Liu" stroke by stroke.Then the situation in the field changed, every time Feng Junzi wrote, there was another sound of wind besides the whirlwind drawn by Yu Cangwu.Up, down, front, back, left, and right, there seems to be a faint sound of wind coming from the ground.Feng Junzi did not suppress Yu Cangwu's whirlwind, but he did it to bring out the sound of the wind.The wind and the wind, on the contrary, fueled Yu Cangwu's momentum.The wind in the field swirled faster and faster, and the floating soil on the ground was already swept into the air, flying sand and rocks within five feet.

The most intuitive thing for outsiders to feel is the change of sound.At first, there was the sound of ten thousand ants, then there was silence, and then it turned into the sound of whistling and dancing.But now, the wind in the arena roared like thousands of monsters, it was soul-stirring.Yu Cangwu's face became heavy, and his hands holding the sky were trembling slightly.He tried to break out of the constraints of this circle with the method of breaking the wind, and Junzi Feng used the method to help the wind, which actually strengthened the power of the wind.This is not a good thing, if the wind summoned by Yu Cangwu is out of his control, not only will he not be able to attack Mr. Feng, but it may even injure himself in turn.

Yu Cangwu separated his arms, raised the sky with both hands, raised his right foot and stomped the ground fiercely.The wind no longer rolled outwards, but followed his gestures to focus on one direction and rush towards the sky.When combined, the strength is strong, and the sharp edge is the first to go out, and Feng Junzi's method of using force to disperse force is also difficult to stop.Yu Cangwu became stronger in the face of setbacks, and at this moment, he was still thinking about counterattack.

I can't help but feel a little worried for Mr. Feng.Until now, Yu Cangwu stood in the middle of the field without moving, and counterattacked instead.Feng Junzi has finished writing two characters, can you force him out of the circle?Isn't it a bit too underestimated!When Junzi Feng saw Cangwu holding the sky with both hands, his face became solemn, and he raised his pen to write the third word.The third character is "Heaven", written horizontally from left to right.

It was written horizontally, and many people in the valley unconsciously looked up at the sky.I suddenly had an illusion that the sky was going to fall down!Yu Cangwu was facing the sky against the wind, but encountered an invisible obstacle in the sky, and his sharp edge rolled backwards.Yu Cangwu roared again, stood with his feet apart, put his hands together above his head, and pointed his fingertips upwards.The whirlwind became a bunch, no longer flying, just like a torrent shot straight into the sky.If he wants to concentrate his strength on one point, he must break through the pressure of the sky.As long as Feng Junzi's spell is broken, Feng Junzi's calligraphy will also be broken.This Yu Cangwu doesn't want to blindly just want to be steady, his courage is really not small!

The scope of the two's fighting skills is only within a circle of five feet, this piece of world is really like a stormy sea.I saw Yu Cangwu forming a big herringbone in the turbulent waves, standing like a tower of a god.The clothes all over his body were filled with real power, and the tattered clothes and cloth corners bulged in all directions.

Feng Junzi kept writing, and the word "Heaven" was written in an upside-down pen, and the word "Human" was written in two strokes on the left and right below the horizontal line.Written in herringbone, Yu Cangwu's fluttering clothes fell off his body, and his clothes and hair no longer danced with the wind.It feels like the person is anchored in the wind.What Feng Junzi did just now was all with the help of external forces and objects.These two strokes finally directly attacked Yu Cangwu's true body.

Yu Cangwu's task is to stand in the field and not be forced out, but it is not a good result for Feng Junzi to hold his body.I saw him put down his right hand and pull out something from behind.After fighting unarmed until now, he finally revealed his magic weapon.Yu Cangwu was dressed like a beggar, and his magic weapon didn't look like something very expensive.It was a five-foot stick, and if it wasn't a magic weapon, it was a dog-beating stick used by beggars.Just kept carrying it behind my back.

While Yu Cangwu took out the magic weapon, Feng Junzi wrote the last stroke of the word "Heaven".The second cross from left to right passes "People".Following this stroke, there was another wind in the field—the wind of Feng Junzi.The wind was neither fierce nor ferocious, but it enveloped Yu Cangwu like heaven and earth.This is a ubiquitous force, which can almost force Yu Cangwu's fixed figure out of the circle.

Yu Cangwu raised his head and let out a third roar, and his frozen figure suddenly moved.He waved the long stick in his hand, and the tip of the stick brought out a dim arc and pushed it towards the oncoming wind wall, just cutting a gap in the wind that could stand.

Three of the four characters of Merry World have been written, but Yu Cangwu is still standing in the field.Feng Junzi raised his head, and there was excitement in his eyes, and he shouted: "Okay!" He didn't stop writing, and began to write the fourth character. The first stroke of the character "下" is still horizontal, but this horizontal gentleman does not write from left to right, but from right to left.

Along with the book falling sideways, another similar wind blows from behind Yu Cangwu.The front and rear wind walls intertwined together, suddenly erupting with an annihilating force!There was no longer any gust of wind in the field, all the power turned into small but strong wind blades whirling around.When Yu Cangwu let go of his stick, its shape also changed, and it bent elastically into a bow that danced around his body, and the mana it brought up protected his whole body.However, his figure vacated from the ground.Because at this time, the soil and rock three feet into the ground have been shattered by the wind blade, and the smoke and dust are everywhere, and there is no solid place to stand.

Feng Junzi smiled slightly, and wrote the second stroke of the word "Xia" from top to bottom.This vertical fall made it seem as if the sky and the earth were hanging upside down in the field, and all the small wind blades gathered into a gust of wind, which fell from the sky and hit the ground and then rolled up.Yu Cangwu couldn't fight anymore, his body was supported by the flying stick, like a shell fired from the chamber, it flew far away.

Feng Junzi didn't even look at him, turned his wrist, and pressed the last point of the character "下".The last stroke fell on the fan, and there was a slight "poof" sound from the field.This slight sound was like an earth-shattering explosion in the far distance. It was already inaudible in the ear, but the ground of the entire valley seemed to tremble slightly.With this slight sound, the scene of flying sand and rocks flying in front of the fighting field within five feet, and the violent wind suddenly stopped!The smoke and dust dissipated, and all the rolled up gravel turned into powder and scattered on the ground at that moment.

As soon as Feng Junzi let go, the pure black brush and the four characters on the fan turned into black mist and flew back to Hei Ruyi.The golden and white cloud fan was still clean without any trace of ink, Feng Junzi carefully folded it and put it back in his arms.At this time, Yu Cangwu's flying figure landed on the ground.The place where he landed coincidentally was the place where he was standing in the valley just now, and he walked to the field from this place.Yu Cangwu looked a little embarrassed, his disheveled hair and ragged clothes were even more torn, and there was a lot of dust on his body.But his expression was still calm, and he was not injured.

I saw Yu Cangwu, and I also specifically noticed the person standing closest to Yu Cangwu.This person stared and opened his mouth, like a big toad that has been frightened dumb. He is Ze Ming, a disciple of Zhengyi who once "struggled with me with words".There were many people in the field with expressions similar to those of Ze Ming, all of them petrified with fascination and fascination.The first one to speak was Junzi Feng, he asked me: "May I ask Master Shi Xiao, how do we arbitrate after the discussion just now?"

Only then did I realize that my "arbitration" should be the one to do the talking.Clearing his throat, he said: "Yu Cangwu has a superb cultivation base, but the young master's literary fighting skills are unparalleled, which shows the demeanor of the seniors. I can see clearly from below that the two fight each other with their own merits. Yu Cangwu wrote in the young master's He flew out of the circle when he wrote the penultimate stroke. But the four characters written by the young master, "Fengliu Tianxia", remained the same from beginning to end, and the meaning of the brushwork was not broken, and finally completed the book. In this competition, the unrepentant son Wangqing won, Haitian Gu disciple Yu Cangwu lost!"

As soon as I said this, there was a roar of applause in the valley.It seems that they only see the bustle, but they don't see that there are many people who are educated.Feng Junzi nodded and said: "Shi Zhenren has good eyesight, Yu Dao is friendly and cultivated!...Yu Daoyou, I didn't expect you to persist until my last stroke. I lost by a small margin, admiration!"

Yu Cangwu cupped his hands and saluted from a distance: "Senior praised me too much. Yu knew it in his heart and dared not accept this praise. When I flew out of the circle and looked back in the air, it was clear that the last stroke of senior was tangible and spiritual. Mie Zhiwei! I also want to thank Senior for casting a spell to send me out of the circle before that moment." Yu Cangwu still expressed his gratitude, but his expression also showed a bit of loneliness.

I saw his loneliness and sighed secretly.Who can Yu Cangwu's cultivation base not compete with?He happened to meet Feng Junzi!He was originally an ascetic, so it is said that he would not be tempted by worldly treasures.But I also want to understand why he would make a move.Just now I saw that the magic weapon he used was the long stick. It can be used as a magic weapon, of course it is not an ordinary thing, but it is definitely not a very outstanding magic weapon in practice.He used this long stick to face Qiye's Red Snake Whip at the Zongmen Conference, and he was defeated in the end and failed to win the championship, so he probably felt unwilling to some extent.When I saw such a divine weapon as the Cloud Waving Staff today, I couldn't help being tempted.

Not to mention Yu Cangwu, I haven't forgotten my duty, turned to Yu Wenshu and Baochun old man on the sidelines and said: "Young Master and Fellow Daoist Yu have already won. Next, the two will end the game. The winner will compete with Senior Young Master again. Both of you, please get off the stage."

Yu Wenshu took a look at Baochun, sighed, and laughed at himself: "The old man will not show his ugliness anymore. Even if I can win or lose with the head of Xuanming today, I will definitely not be the enemy of Wangqing. If you don't know, why bother?" Begging, Yu Wenshu has no chance with this artifact. Master Shi Xiaoren, I abstain from this and resign, let Senior Brother Baochun compete with the young master. I wonder if it is possible?"

I took a look at He Feng and He Xi, they all nodded approvingly, and I also nodded and said, "Master Yuwen has a great mind and extraordinary demeanor, and he moves and moves according to the circumstances, so please watch it off the court.  … In the next match, Senior Young Master and Senior Brother Baochun will fight to determine the ownership of the Cloud Waving Staff. May I ask how you two want to fight?"

Feng Junzi ignored my question, but sat back on the chair to rest.Only the old man Baochun stood on the sidelines, his face flushed and hesitant with embarrassment.It was a rare good thing to enter the next round without a fight, but everyone could understand Yu Wenshu's words just now: he was sure to win Baochun, but he couldn't win Feng Junzi at all.Then if Baochun had to make a move, I'm afraid he could only bring shame on himself.Baochun murmured there for a long time and finally clasped his fists and said, "Just now I saw Senior Young Master fight with fellow Taoist Yu with my own eyes. After much thought and thinking, there was no way to crack Young Master's calligraphy. So, Bao Chun also abstained."

If you abstain, just abstain, seeing how elegant Yu Wenshu walks, the old man Baochun still needs to find a step down for himself.I said unhurriedly: "Senior Brother Baochun, the head of the Xuanming Sect, also knows how to advance and retreat, and the ownership of the cloud swing staff has been determined--Young master, take it."

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Gentleman Feng gained his prestige in a battle and got back his cloud swing stick!Let's celebrate by voting, and look forward to the next climax of the next game.Readers vote!Monthly tickets and recommendations come all over the place, huh, huh.Today I double updated again.

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