Flower Stealing Master - Chapter 206

[Chapter 206 Goodbye Beauty]

“Since the lord is interested, the lower official should be his companion. I don’t know if the chief wants to compete with internal strength or with swords?” Song Qingshu looked at Yuzhenzi with a smile.

“There are so many officials in the field who don’t know martial arts. We are too weak to compare our internal strength with each other.

” Please!

Song Qingshu had the wooden sword attached to his back, and smiled confidently, knowing that he was holding the wooden sword, and it would be more difficult for the opponent to transmit his internal strength, as long as he made full use of the subtlety of his swordsmanship and avoided the sharpness of his sword.

Seeing that he did not intend to shoot first , Yu Zhenzi looked dignified, pulled out his long sword, and immediately swayed the long sword and attacked. Everyone in the field saw him slide three steps to the right, with a move of “Longyue Wuyun”, turned around, his body was slightly short, The long sword stabbed diagonally, five feet away from Song Qingshu’s right shoulder, and then he turned in a circle, followed by a move of “the steep hills and the sky”, and the sword was expelled very quickly.

I saw Song Qingshu standing still, just His eyes kept changing with Yu Zhenzi’s body shape. The tip of the sword also swayed slightly. However, Yu Zhenzi unfolded his sword stance as if facing a great enemy, and walked with the sword, turning left and right, turning more and more urgently

. The swordsmanship is called “Taishan Eighteen Pans”. It was created by a famous legend of the Taishan School in the past. He saw that the intestines of the sheep at the eighteen pans under the Sanmen of Mount Tai were twisted and turned, and the situation was very dangerous. The terrain is integrated into the swordsmanship, which is similar to the Baguamen’s “Bagua Traveling Palm”. The higher and higher the “Eighteen Pans” of Mount Tai, the more dangerous it is, the more dangerous this sword move is. With the erratic movement of the gods, the “Eighteen Pans of Mount Tai” was brought into full play.

Zhang Zhaozhong, who was on the side, saw his eyes condensed: although his martial arts are on par with him, but his movement is too delicate, really Fighting for life and death, I’m afraid I’m not an opponent.

It seems that every sword of Yuzhenzi has to pass through Song Qingshu, but it is a pity that he gives up halfway every time, and everyone in the field is puzzled. Only Yuzhenzi knows his hardships, no matter what How cunning and strange his swordsmanship angle is, Song Qingshu’s sword tip seems to cover his big hole all the time, as if he knows his own swordsmanship clearly, and he can catch the fleeting flaw every time.

“Since the Taoist priest hasn’t attacked for so long, then it’s up to you to take action.” Song Qingshu smiled slightly, and his long sword stabbed out in a row, with five swords in a row, and the sword moves of each sword were ancient.

Yuzhenzi cried

out, “‘The Five Great Swords!'” Mount Tai has extremely ancient pine trees.

Taishan Patriarch once realized a set of swordsmanship from this, and called it “Five Master Swords”.

This set of swordsmanship moves is simple and simple, and there are strange changes in it. Yu Zhenzi had learned it well more than 20 years ago, but seeing Song Qingshu’s five moves seem to be specious, quite different from what he has learned, but obviously better than the original swordsmanship. much more.

Yu Zhenzi hurriedly raised his sword to frame, and suddenly shouted, the sword hit his right knee, staggered, bent his right leg, knelt down, and hurriedly supported the ground with his sword, only then did he avoid the embarrassment of being thrown into a dog.

“Agreed.

” Song Qingshu retracted his sword and stepped back, smiling slightly.

Everyone saw that Yuzhenzi’s swordsmanship was treacherous, almost showing off, and he was besieged for a long time but did not dare to make a real move.

Yu Zhenzi’s martial arts and their colleagues are naturally clear. It can be said that Shengjing’s first master is not an exaggeration. Respect and awe.

Yu Zhenzi was very unconvinced. The other party suddenly changed the sword moves of the Taishan faction at key points. When he was in a hurry, he didn’t have time to think about it. The position of the sword suddenly changed, so that he lost the game.

If he used a different style of swordsmanship, no matter how subtle his moves were, he would never lose so miserably with his own swordsmanship.

However, Song Qing’s envoy is indeed the Taishan School of swordsmanship, but it is not fake. His attainments are still higher than his own. He knows that if he compares it again, he will only support dozens of tricks. In the end, he is still defeated, and he is ashamed and angry. , again in amazement.

Hongli’s heart sank when he saw it: Kangxi has such a master under his command, it’s really a headache.

He hurriedly got up and said with a smile: “Sir Song really knows how to use swordsmanship. After Feng Qingyang’s fall, the name of this swordsman will probably fall on Your Excellency. The swordsmanship used by Taoist Yuzhenzi is also exquisite. Come on, give it to the two of you. Rewards for experts!”

“My lord is serious, and I am ashamed to be an official.” Song Qingshu disapproved of the name of the swordsman. It is enough to be a swordsman. When he thinks of the swordsman Ximen Chuixue and the swordsman Xie Xiaofeng, they are the role models of my generation. It seems that none of the sword saints have a good end. What is the wind, and the sword saints in the wind and clouds, although they are extremely bright, they also end quietly.

“Sir Song is modest,” Hong Li laughed, “I just watched a sword, light and sword shadow, let’s have a little bit of chivalrous tenderness. Recently, Wang Xin in Japan has received a side Fujin, who is good at singing and dancing. Today’s opportunity is rare, and this king will let it go. She came out to perform, everyone commented.”

Song Qingshu’s heart skipped a beat: “Here.” A melodious music sounded, and Song Qingshu followed the sound uneasy.

A group of singers in palace costumes came slowly, and one of them was wearing a water-green gauze lined with milky white silver silk gauze.

A light pink belt is lightly tied around the waist, creating an exquisite and seductive figure.

The red lips are red without being touched, the eyebrows are dark without being drawn, and the vermilion is lightly touched on the forehead, charming and moving.

An unusually luxurious golden step slanted into the cloud-like black hair, trembling with each step, the pearl and jade wrapped around the golden streamer, and the tassels were long and rippling.

The hearts of the men in the field also swayed with the swaying pendant.

The perfect and impeccable facial features have meticulously drawn out the beautiful outline. Under the faint shadow of the flowing eyes, there is a natural and refined temperament, such as the snow-white orchid at the bottom of the valley, exuding alienation and loneliness from the bones, just so quiet. Standing in front of you, you can feel the pain in your heart, who is it if it’s not Xia Qingqing?

When passing by Song Qingshu, Xia Qingqing didn’t seem to know him, didn’t even take a look at him, went straight to the arena, and bowed slightly to Hongli: “See the prince for your concubine.” There was

a hint of tenderness on Hongli’s face, Reaching out his hand to help: “No gift, the soldiers have worked hard. Qingqing, you should dance for them and express your feelings for this king.”

“Yes, my lord.” Xia Qingqing is shallow With a smile, the civil and military officials in the whole palace were stunned, and they all quieted down, as if they were seduced by her.

The jade-like hands are lingering gently, the skirts are flying, a pair of smoke-like water eyes are still waiting for words, and the streamer is flying. Unreachable…

Song Qingshu has no time to appreciate her graceful dance, but she is sad: Qingqing, I didn’t expect you to take this step, why don’t you ask me first, I can really help you with revenge…

Yuzu lightly, Xia Qingqing made two circles in the air, and the skirt turned into a beautiful disc. With the appearance of the city and the country, it made people feel both fantastic and really beautiful.

After landing, the song was over, the dance was over, he stood up, and with a blessed body, he slowly retreated into the back hall.

Song Qingshu’s heart moved, and he stood up quietly. Zhao Qixian asked suspiciously, “Where does Master Song want to go?”

“I’ll go to make it easier, don’t come with me.” After saying a word, Song Qingshu left in a hurry. In the beautiful posture, no one noticed that he was no longer in the seat.

[End of this Chapter]