[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Weapon Collector

"Competition of swords!"

When these two words fell loudly, Bai Yujing's handsome face rarely showed obvious expression fluctuations, and he asked in surprise: "Miss Shen wants to compete with you?"

Bai Yujing in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor.

Immortals caress my top and endure longevity.

Li Bai's poem is the source of Bai Yujing's name and sword, and his life seems to be like this poem, living a life of reckless love and joy like a fairy.

He is a prodigal son and a swordsman.But he only regards the sword as a weapon, not a belief.

But countless swordsmen who believed in the sword were defeated by his sword.

This is not an irony, but a fact.A fact of talent over will.

Bai Yujing carefully looked at the woman in front of her. She was holding a red paper umbrella, but the umbrella handle had a metallic luster like a sword handle.

The umbrella sword is a sword that is more difficult to control than ordinary long swords.Because the umbrella sword does not have a tsuba.

With a sword without a tsuba, there is an increased risk of being cut into the hand when making a move.But with three points of danger, there will be three points of benefit. Umbrella sword is light and agile, without a sword, it is more comfortable when thrusting and changing moves.

People in the Jianghu have a unanimous perception that most of those who use strange weapons are masters of the middle class.

This principle seems to be applicable to the woman in front of me, but Bai Yu Jingzai carefully looked up and down the paper umbrella, and said in a hesitant tone: "I don't seem to have seen this umbrella sword too much." bloody?"

Although it was a questioning tone, it was already an affirmative statement in my heart.

Shen Qi raised her hand to close the paper umbrella, and then jumped off the horse. The drizzle was so heavy that she couldn't suppress the flying skirt corners. She raised her hand to brush the broken hair on her forehead, narrowed her eyes, and looked at Bai Yujing.

He seemed to be looking at a somewhat interesting junior, with interest and admiration in his eyes, but he didn't hear the solemnity and seriousness when he heard the invitation to fight.

"Is the level of swordsmanship determined by the number of kills?"

"No."

Looking at the woman who was looking up at him earnestly, Bai Yujing sighed and jumped off the horse. He was not used to the attitude of aloofness, and he also realized that what he said just now seemed to hurt the woman's self-esteem, so he looked at her at the same level, Sincerely said: "The level of swordsmanship is naturally not determined by the number of people killed."

"If that's the case, then compete with me." Shen Qi said seriously: "But if you lose, you must give me the Longevity Sword!"

Bai Yujing sighed, he had already realized that verbal communication could not dispel this woman's thoughts, just like every young swordsman who came to challenge him.

The only thing that can communicate with people like them is the sword.

The bamboo forest rustled, and the drizzle continued.

The two horses were tied to the bamboo beside the ancient road. They were spiritual horses, so even though they knew that the bamboo could not stop them, they stayed within the range of the reins obediently.

The maroon horse looked at the brown horse, and the brown horse also looked at the maroon horse. The four black eyes rolled, as if they were full of infinite curiosity towards this equally outstanding fellow.

Suddenly, the bay horse shook its mane uneasily, and the brown horse shook its saddle just as uneasily.

In the bamboo forest, a group of chirping kingfishers flew out!

Bai Yujing stood tall in the open space in the middle of the bamboo forest, with the stream winding beside him, he was wet all over, his long hair like crow feathers stuck behind his head, his eyes were shining brightly from the rain, and he held the blade of the sword in his left hand , the right hand is already on the hilt of the sword.

His eyes have faded from the previous interest and become extremely serious.

Because directly in front, the woman three feet away has already drawn her sword.

Her hair has also been watered by the drizzle to a black and shiny luster, the broken hair on her forehead is softly attached to her cheeks, her dark eyebrows are fixed on him, those eyes are dark, deep, but not murderous, her eyes There was even a friendly smile on the corner of his lips.

But her hand has already drawn out the sword, the long sword has no guard, the red ribbon on the hilt is as bright as blood, but the sword body is narrow and clear like a sparkling rainbow light.

When Shen Qi drew her sword, it was usually the time to kill.Her sword-drawing skills have reached the state of perfection. She likes that when the momentum and heart reach an inexplicable emptiness, the sword stabs out with Wuji's swiftness like lightning. The feeling of being splashed out of the air in hindsight.

The aesthetic feeling brought by the extreme static and dynamic transition is a realm that many swordsmen can't find.

But when she faced Bai Yujing, she just pulled out her sword normally. She held the sword in her right hand, but if the sword was replaced by a bamboo pole or a rolling pin, there seemed to be no violation.

At that moment, the scorching red shadow disappeared, the drizzle disappeared, and Bai Yujing only saw the long and narrow sword in his eyes. He held the sword and said nothing.

The sword is a weapon of murder, and it is not used by non-sages.The sage of man also lies in the heart, which is called the heart sword.

What Shen Qi practiced was Heart Sword.

The rustling of leaves in the bamboo forest began to sound again, and suddenly there was the neighing of a horse.The neighing sound was like a signal, and a light and shadow like moonlight and flowing water bloomed leisurely in the rain!

When the long sword was completely pulled out from the scabbard, the distance of three feet was less than one foot. Bai Yujing could almost see the trembling eyelashes on the woman's eyelids. No shrinkage either.

Because a sword blocked his longevity sword before the silver light hurt his eyes.

The long and narrow rapier is quite flexible, and the blade touches the tip of the sword to draw a slight arc, and then blocks Bai Yujing's sword move with a gentle but quick move. At the same time, a majestic force like a vast sea of ​​clouds It came from where the blades touched.

The man in white clothes suddenly turned back like bamboo leaves floating in the bamboo forest, and his worn-out boots retreated repeatedly on the soft ground covered with bamboo leaves. There is a long road that is ten feet long and exposes the pale yellow soil.

Shen Qi withdrew her sword. When she drew her long sword out of its sheath, she moved slowly, but when she drew it back, she moved very quickly.

Bai Yujing smiled wryly and raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corners of his lips, exhaled for a moment to suppress his disordered internal breath, and said, "Why did you come here to have fun, senior?"

The two fought with only one move, but the surrounding bamboo forests had already lost more than half of their branches and leaves. These leaves were all splashed down by the deep internal force from the sword just now, which shows the power of that blow.

In many cases, swordsmanship can actually ignore the difference in internal strength.

However, the internal strength of 60 years is completely different from the internal strength of 30 years...

The man in white simply sat on the ground, put his sword back into its sheath, and there was a hint of helplessness in his bright eyes: "If senior wants the sword under me, it is right, so why tease me like this?"

Shen Qi was stunned for a moment, opened the paper umbrella and put it on top of her head, and stepped close to Bai Yujing. When the two of them were close, she lowered her eyelids slightly, looked at the man's long black and wet hair, then leaned the umbrella forward, and squatted down body, apricot-colored pupils lightly met a pair of bright and helpless eyes.

She knows that Bai Yujing is not inferior to her in single-round swordsmanship. If two people simply discuss swords, one of them will surely die. When a thing like a sword is used to the extreme, it is difficult to determine whether it is the sword that moves the person or the person. I'm swinging a sword.

She only wanted the sword, she didn't want to kill, and she didn't want to be killed.So she directly used her internal force, suppressed it with her internal force, and controlled the enemy with one move.

But Shen Qi didn't expect Bai Yujing to react like this.

"What did you call me?"

Bai Yujing glanced at the red long gown that was poured on the ground. The long gown fell to the ground with the movement of crouching. The red color was already stained with wet mud. The effect of his white clothes stained with mud was obviously worse than that of the other party, but Bai Yujing There was a happy smile in his eyes.

He raised his head with a smile and looked at the faintly smiling face of the woman in red. No woman likes to be called an old-fashioned title, and the same is true of the 'senior' in front of him who has at least a few years of internal strength.

He raised his hand and waved the Longevity Sword in his hand, and his thin lips curved wantonly: "Senior, my sword belongs to you."

Shen Qi was stunned for a moment, and raised her hand to take the Longevity Sword. The other party actually withdrew her hand after she had grasped the scabbard, and then lay down on the ground paved with bamboo leaves, regardless of the cleanliness of her clothes. Lie down, because of this movement, his upper body was out of the range of the umbrella again.

All the swordsmen she has met regard the sword as their life, faith, and partner.

But this person just gave his life, faith, and partners to himself so casually?

Shen Qi pursed her lips, took a step forward, turned around and squatted beside him, Bai Yujing only saw the drizzle all over the sky and the blue sky covered by a touch of bright red.

The voice of the woman beside her was faint: "Actually... I'm only 20 years old."

Although a 20-year-old woman was considered an older young woman in ancient times, she could not be called a "senior" no matter what.

Shen Qi silently thought about the bone age set when the character template was created... Well, it's 20 years old, that's right.

As long as she uses this template for one day, she will be forever 20 years old.

At the age of 20, he already has a profound inner strength that even the first-class masters in the world cannot match.

Bai Yujing thought about it secretly, and finally changed his mind: "Why does Miss Shen want my sword?"

"Because your sword is very famous." Shen Qi looked at the long sword in her hand, and felt a few abnormalities in her fingertips. She had held many swords before, and immediately realized the abnormality: "Is your sword hilt hollow?"

"It's just a mechanism set up when you have nothing to do." Bai Yujing replied calmly.

... The red in his vision suddenly trembled. Bai Yujing turned his cheeks and saw the woman's slender hands on the bamboo leaves. Then he raised his eyelids and saw her cheeks covered by hanging hair. There was originally a pair of dark apricot eyes that were quite charming and evil on the beautiful face, but now, these apricot eyes were bent into two small crescent moons.

Her chest was trembling, and there was an inescapable smile in her clear and moving voice: "So you are such a person, so you use such a sword, no wonder you are called 'Longevity Sword'."

His sword is not for killing, but for self-protection.This is a person who loves life, how can a person who loves life become a swordsman?But he not only became a swordsman, but also became the most famous swordsman in the rivers and lakes.

The belief of going to death for the way of the sword is a kind of strength. Can the determination to wield the long sword for life be called cowardly?Bai Yujing proved the strength of this determination with himself.

When a beautiful woman smiles from the bottom of her heart, it is contagious.

A bright smile appeared on Bai Yujing's face at some point: "The sword is not my belief, it's just my sword, just a sword. What is your sword to you?"

"It shades the sun when it's sunny, and shades the rain when it's cloudy. Occasionally, it's used to kill people."

The woman also seemed to think her words were very funny, and at the end, she couldn't help but burst out laughing. She lowered her eyes slightly, and looked at Bai Yujing with smiling eyes, and found the same emotion in the other's eyes.

From this moment on, they have become friends.

The author has something to say: Bai Yujing and the heroine are just the kind of people who use swords as tools...

There are many swordsmen in Gu Long's works, but each has its own characteristics. It suddenly occurred to him that if Ximen Chuuxue said to the heroine, "Your sword is not sincere." '

Then the heroine's heart is probably very deceitful...