Rebirth of Smiling Proud Huashan Liangfa

Painting failed.

Hei Heizi didn't think of it, and neither did Bald Bi Weng.

The two of them thought that 'Jia Ming''s martial arts was slightly better than Ding Jian's, and that he should be slightly worse than his fourth brother Dan Qing Sheng. However, they did not expect that during the entire competition, 'Jia Ming' would outdo Dan Qing Sheng.

To outsiders, Danqing's sword swing looked extremely powerful, but insiders all knew that it was a "desperate resistance" made by "Jia Ming" who had no choice but to do so.

Dan Qingsheng was a little angry at the time. After drinking a glass of pear wine, he felt refreshed and the depression just now disappeared.

'Jia Ming' likes this kind of person very much. He is straightforward and cheerful. One is one and the other is two.

The bald pen man waved his hand to Shi Lingwei and said, "Go get my pen."

Shi Lingwei ran towards Bald Pen Weng's room.

"I didn't expect that Brother Jia's swordsmanship is so good that my fourth brother is no match for you." Bald Biweng said with a smile: "I'll let you come down and learn Brother Jia's clever tricks."

"It's an honor." 'Jia Ming' responded with a smile.

The Bald Pen Man took his weapon from Shi Lingwei's hand, which was a pen. The pen barrel was made of fine steel, and the tip of the pen was a bunch of wool dipped in ink.

"Brother Jia, I learned this swordsmanship from General Pei's post. Brother Jia is a good friend, so I won't use ink on this." When the bald pen man saw 'Jia Ming', he showed mercy at first and did not cut off. Ding Jian's skill, and the fact that he saved face for the painter, made the bald penman feel good about him.

It turns out that whenever Bald Pen Weng fights with someone, his wool will be dipped in special ink.Jianghu people would rather be killed and chopped by the other three Jiangnan Four Friends than have the bald penman draw circles and crosses on his face, which would make him lose his face in public.

'Jia Ming' naturally knew what Bald Pen Weng meant, so he handed over his hand and thanked him: "Thank you to the third owner of the village for your kindness. I am deeply grateful."

"General Pei, the army dominates Liuhe, and the fierce general Qing Jiugai. The war horses are like dragons and tigers, and the mausoleum is so majestic." Bald Pen Weng was worried that 'Jia Ming' didn't know his message about General Pei, so he told him first.

'Jia Ming' was a little dissatisfied in his heart. Good swordsmanship and acupuncture techniques must be integrated with music, chess, calligraphy and painting. When you are really working hard, who will listen to you reciting lyrics and poems? When you are writing there, you will have been killed. A sword sent him away.

In The Condor and the Divine Condor, Zhu Ziliu, the apprentice of Master Yideng, Yu Qiao Geng Du, combines swordsmanship with calligraphy to show off his coquettishness. He will definitely suffer when he meets a real master.

The bald pen man swung his pen, and the word "PEI" stood upright, from top to bottom, and struck at 'Jia Ming'. After 'Jia Ming' dodged, the bald pen man did not pursue the victory, but waved the pen and wrote on the spot. San Heng, 'Jia Ming' looked speechless.

When the Bald Pen Man repeated his old trick and wrote the second stroke, 'Jia Ming' dodged his attack and then extended his sword. The tip of the sword appeared in front of the Bald Pen Man, directly destroying his intention of writing.

Bald Pen Weng was stopped before he finished writing a word, so he had to re-think the second word, first writing the vertical part of the word "general", and then writing the second word. However, 'Jia Ming' saw through his intention in advance and interrupted him with his long sword. his path.

The second word was interrupted, and the Bald Pen Man got a little angry. He swung the pen horizontally and wrote out the treasure cover in cursive script. Then when he was about to continue writing, the sword of 'Jia Ming' was held out again to stop the Bald Pen Man's sword. trajectory.

"Hey!" The bald pen man was interrupted for the third time, and he was furious. He wanted to break his original promise, dipped in ink, and drew a few circles on 'Jia Ming''s face to vent his anger.

"I read the post to him, and he knew my route. Hum, I was caught off guard and didn't write according to the post. Let's see how you guess my route." Bald Pen Man made up his mind and shouted With a sound, the brushwork changed. It was no longer as free and flowing as before. Instead, it penetrated the center vigorously, and the brushstrokes were dignified, but the edge was sharp and the sword was tense, showing an upright and ruthless attitude.

It turned out that the Bald Pen Man had been replaced by Zhang Fei's Bameng Mountain Inscription at this time. He thought that 'Jia Ming' would definitely not be able to guess the route of his handwriting this time.

But he didn't expect that 'Jia Ming' didn't guess based on the words. Before the bald pen man wrote, when he waved the pen, his arms would move accordingly. 'Jia Ming' saw how his arms moved and knew that the tip of his pen was pointing towards the direction. Where to wave.

Therefore, no matter what moves the Bald Pen Man uses, Jia Ming's long sword always blocks him and interrupts his intention to write wantonly.

"Yeah! Stop fighting!" The anger in the bald pen man's heart grew thicker. He jumped back and poured the red wine on the ground. The wool on the pen holder was filled with blood-red juice, and then the pen flew around wantonly. The words are swayed on the wall, full of energy, like a tiger leaping and a dragon soaring.

"Huh!" The bald pen man wrote the entire post of General Pei in one breath. The anger in his heart was finally vented. Looking at his work, the bald pen man boasted and praised: "It's wonderful. My calligraphy in my life is like this." The width is the best.”

"Writing here, I can't read it day and night." The bald pen man looked at the typing on the wall of the living room and said sadly.After all, you can't fall asleep reading these words in the living room at night, right?

"Third brother, these words of yours make us upset. If we don't have any important guests in the future, I won't come here anymore." Dan Qingsheng teased.

"Brother Jia, thanks to your repeated pressure, I was able to write this beautiful calligraphy. Your swordsmanship is like a god, and my calligraphy is outstanding. We won't win or lose." The bald pen man looked at his calligraphy and lowered his voice. He muttered: "Even if Yan Lugong is reincarnated, I'm afraid he won't be able to write it."

"The third owner of the village is right, this round is a draw." 'Jia Ren' said.

"Don't blame me, my third brother is innocent and romantic, but he's not someone he can't afford to lose." Heixi Zi explained aloud.

"The master of the second village is serious. We were originally talking about whether the people in the village are better than my brother. There is no winner or lose between the two sides, so we are not considered a loser." 'Jia Ren' said with a smile.

"Oh? Are you so confident in your brother?" Hei Baizi asked in surprise.

"Of course!" 'Jia Ren' said with a smile: "Otherwise, if we two brothers came to visit us, wouldn't we be asking for trouble?"

"Okay! Then let me teach you something." Hei Baizi waved his hand, and Shi Lingwei ran to Hei Baizi's room again and took his chessboard and chess pieces over.

'Jia Ming' knows that black and white pieces use chess pieces as hidden weapons to hit holes.When the chess board is swung, it is extremely powerful and powerful. No matter who is swept by the chess board, their muscles and bones will be injured at every turn.

"Brother Jia, do you want to take a rest?" Hei Baizi looked at 'Jia Ming' and asked.

"Thank you for your concern, Master Second. We can continue." 'Jia Ming' has the internal strength of the Nine Yin Manual. The two games just played were not enough to warm up, so there was no need to rest.

"That's great!" Black and White put the chessboard on the table, and then grabbed a handful of black chess pieces in his hand.