[Comprehensive] Taixu Sword Intent

Under the watchful eyes of all parties, the day for Wang Jian and Xiang Shaolong to compete in riding and archery swordsmanship arrived as scheduled.

Ji Yanran returned to the palace one day earlier, only smiled at Yao Guang and said nothing, Yao Guang didn't ask, but made Ji Yanran, who had prepared a lot of words, feel a little sulking, and flicked her long sleeves back to her room without saying a word. How did you train Xiang Shaolong these days? He took a brush and wrote "Qingxu" on the white silk, and then stroked it fiercely. After a while, he calmed down, then dipped the brush in ink, On the silk, it is written in Chu language: Twelve magical rhythms, five tunes are not music, heavenly rhyme of bliss, and thousands of magic sounds.

The beauties who are all over the country and the city are fascinated by the words on the silk.

The Phantom Sound Treasure Box has been lost for hundreds of years. In recent years, I have received news that it is very likely to appear in the Mo family...

Now the Mohist contemporary giant and the next giant might be right in front of him, if he wants to get back the phantom sound treasure box, is there a chance?

Many years ago, a young girl stepped into the Yinyang family with worry and uneasiness, and was led by Yun Zhongjun to walk through the long corridor. In the dark and quiet palace, she met the highest leader of the Yinyang family—— - "Eastern Emperor Taiyi".

Donghuang Taiyi, who hid her true appearance under the shady curtain, stretched out her hand, and countless bamboo slips whirled around her.

She stretched out her hand, and a bamboo slip stopped in front of her eyes.

...Your surname is Ji, this is a noble surname...We have been looking for someone with this noble bloodline...This is your destiny...

Ji Yanran frowned slightly, her white teeth pressed her lips lightly.

Do not……

That was not her fate.

She is not just a descendant of "Ji", she is Yanran, Ji Yanran, she has something she wants - she wants to see peace in the world and eliminate wars.

What the "Moon God" of the Yin Yang family pursues is not what "Ji Yanran" wants.

The brush gently slid down on the table, slowly rolled out a certain distance, and drew a long ink mark on the line of the magic sound. I don’t know if it’s a coincidence, but the word "magic" was completely painted out of sight. .

Ji Yanran looked out of the window in rapt attention—there was someone dancing a sword in the setting sun.

Was she so active in running around the Seven Kingdoms, coming to the Qin Kingdom, and...working so hard to help the "Prince Zheng" just for the wish of the Yinyang family for hundreds of years?

Undoubtedly, during this period of time, she was very happy during the days when she was with Daoist Qingxu, Xiang Shaolong, Ying Zheng, Yuan Zong and Yan Ping.

She is very happy whether it is the harmony of the piano and the sword or the confrontation.

No need to think too much, no need to worry too much.

She knew—those people had no intention of using her, of restraining her, of hurting her.

Whether they like it or not, they express it frankly and directly, trust and doubt, everything is so straightforward.

Why is the same woman, but that person can be so free?

Let the body be natural, let sorrow and joy be in the heart, let the world go up and down and be like a rock, and regard everything as the breeze and the moon, she said that she wants the world to be peaceful...

She also said that she wanted peace in the world...

This was the first time Ji Yanran heard this sentence from someone else.

Ji Yanran looked out of the window with her arms supported, and slowly, she lowered her body and lay down on the table, the afterglow of the sunset could still be seen in her field of vision, colorful, orange, yellow, willow and green, unparalleled in beauty.

The eyelashes were gently fanned down.

It would be great if she could be free like that, instead of being like a puppet bound by countless invisible silk threads, dancing desperately as if facing an abyss...

How wonderful it would be if she was not found by members of the Yin-Yang family, but brought back to Han|Gu by Taoists...

The two are obviously at the same age, that person is like the rising sun, but I am like this colorful glow in the sky, no matter how gorgeous it is, it will soon be submerged in the vast night, and I will never see you again.

In the past few days, Xiang Shaolong was forced to run away by Ji Yanran's bow and arrow during the day, and practiced sword with Yuan Zong at night. Come very mighty.

King Qin attached great importance to this competition, so he came to the school field in person, and brought Zhu Ji, Ying Zheng, Mrs. Xiuli, Prince Cheng Jiao and a few favorite concubines, and sat in the central stand.

All the soldiers stood up and saluted, while the rest waited on their knees to greet them. For a while, the entire school ground was silent.

Xiang Shaolong raised his head quietly, and saw Yaoguang and Ji Yanran sitting on the right hand of the stand, both of them looked at him encouragingly, Yan Ping, who was expressionless like a puppet, stood silently behind Yaoguang, although he made eye contact with him, As if he didn't see it, Xiang Shaolong was speechless.Because of Wu Yingyuan's meritorious service in rescuing the proton, this time he was also allowed to enter the arena, at the moment in the lower stands, and Yuan Zong stood behind Wu Yingyuan disguised as a swordsman, nodding to Xiang Shaolong.

The servant shouted loudly, "Where is General Wang Jian?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a sound of horseshoes, and a horse was seen galloping from the palace gate like a whirlwind.

Wang Jian's riding skills were astonishing, and he wanted to show off his skills. He dived and leaned sideways in a short distance. When he was about to stop, he shrunk and got under the horse's belly. After a long sound, he jumped off the horse and knelt down on the ground.

"The last general Wang Jian! Kowtow to my king!"

At the moment, this famous general is still a young man. At first glance, his appearance is quite fair and delicate, but his shoulders are broad and his back is thick, his body is sturdy, his nose is deep and his eyes are like a falcon, giving people a very sharp feeling.

Seeing Wang Jian's excellent riding skills, the King of Qin couldn't help clapping his hands. He thought that the person recommended by Mrs. Hua Yang was not bad, and if he had such riding skills, he could indeed be the tutor of Zheng'er, so he said: "I have already paid my respects. Appointed Xiang Shaolong to be the crown prince and Taifu. In recent days, my son's swordsmanship has improved a lot, but his riding and archery is not enough. The people of Qin respect martial arts, and the bow and horse are invincible. Today Wang Jian asked to compete with Xiang Taifu, the winner will be himself Be the Grand Tutor, and the loser will be the Shao Fu, who will serve as the prince."

Wang Jian took the order loudly, and Xiang Shaolong gritted his teeth and agreed.

At this time, some soldiers had already set up the school field, and carried an archery target to the middle of the vast large school field.

Wang Jian and Xiang Shaolong got on their horses respectively, showed off their skills, and finally stopped at both ends of the school field, winning a burst of applause.

Wang Jian took out an iron bow from the side of the saddle, obviously intending to bend the bow and set an arrow to hit the target first, and usher in the jackpot.

Thinking of Ji Yanran's exhortation, Xiang Shaolong immediately said loudly: "A dead target is not as good as a living target. How about brother Wang shooting three arrows? I promise I will never block it with a shield."

Wang Jian was stunned.

The rest of the people were also stunned, the audience was silent, and countless unbelievable eyes shot at Xiang Shaolong.

However, Xiang Shaolong knew it bitterly. These days, he was not so much trained in riding and shooting as he was trained in riding and fleeing for his life. If you compare it with a dead target, as soon as Wang Jian draws his bow, it is basically settled. One's own failure, only with a living target can there be a chance of victory.

... Rather than letting you lose to Wang Jian, it would be better for me to shoot you to death with one arrow.If you can escape from my arrow, it is not difficult to escape from Wang Jian's arrow.

Until now, all he relied on was this sentence.

Xiang Shaolong had personally experienced Ji Yanran's archery skills, secretly thought that no matter how good Wang Jian was, he was only on par with Ji Yanran.

Yao Guang was also surprised, and asked Ji Yanran in a low voice: "Is it your idea?"

Ji Yanran smiled slightly, and replied softly: "Wealth and wealth are found in danger. Just as Taifu Xiang said, but do your best, each depends on his destiny."

After being stunned for a moment, Wang Jian shouted in a deep voice: "Arrows are ruthless, Brother Xiang has figured it out."

Xiang Shaolong smiled, "A man should keep his promise!"

Wang Jian was moved by it, and said in a deep voice: "Three arrows miss, Wang will admit defeat!"

As soon as the words fell, Wang Jian raised the bow with one hand, and with the other hand, he pulled out three long arrows from the quiver behind his back, and sandwiched them between his five fingers.

Xiang Shaolong immediately rode his horse and galloped, galloping with irregular curves, never letting Wang Jian catch his galloping rhythm.

This is the lesson of blood and tears these days.

If he only wanted to run in one direction, no matter how fast he was going, there would always be a feathered arrow flying past his neck, which would almost leave him with a psychological shadow. Later, he even began to comfort himself. Many action games also need Is it an S-shaped W-shaped move?Come to think of it, this is true knowledge from practice.It's just that if his game is "gameover" this time, he won't have the chance to "continue".

Wang Jian rode his horse forward, quickly approaching Xiang Shaolong, and pulled within a hundred paces in an instant, but within a moment he was within the range of his strong bow and iron arrow, and with a whoosh sound, an arrow was shot out.

Xiang Shaolong forced himself into the emptiness with the essence of Mozi's swordsmanship of tranquility and guarding the heart, and the incomparably swift iron arrow seemed to have slowed down, but he knew it wasn't because the speed of the iron arrow had slowed down. Rather, his reaction became faster at this moment. Xiang Shaolong held the epee, stared at the iron arrow, shouted loudly, and threw himself forward, hanging sideways on the horse, just avoiding the shot in the face. The arrow of the door.

Ying Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Several people in the field applauded loudly, and the applause was thunderous.

Wang Jian also gave a big praise of "Yes", and then he opened his bow like a full moon, and put the remaining two iron arrows on the bowstring at the same time.

Xiang Shaolong was shocked in his heart, it's not surprising that the other party has such a skill of firing two arrows at once, he was about to dodge like this, when he suddenly saw Wang Jian burrowing into the horse's belly, he immediately sounded the alarm, and exerted all his strength, There was another shout, and the horse's belly was clamped between the legs, pushing the crotch|Xia Wujia's horse galloped and galloped.

... Taifu Xiang, you can see where the arrows are coming from, so it is not too difficult to avoid them, the difficulty is that sometimes you cannot see where the opponent is shooting arrows, just like the danger of arrows flying in the battlefield.If at this time, you must not stay in place, so that the opponent cannot predict your next movement, and use your ears and your body to feel where the arrow is coming from.Listen to that dangerous wind...

Mozi's swordsmanship is based on defense and offense, and when it is practiced deeply, it will naturally have a sense of the surrounding environment. At this moment, Xiang Shaolong feels a sense of danger abnormally, reminding him like an awl pricking his scalp, "Danger, danger !", he wanted to escape, but he didn't know where to hide, and only a moment later, two arrows were shot out from under the horse's belly at the same time, one aimed at his heart, and the other shot at his thigh, unexpectedly in such a fast pursuit. He predicted Xiang Shaolong's position exactly, and the direction of the two arrows was right!

The arena is full of colorful and thunderous sounds.

Ying Zheng clenched his fists subconsciously, and couldn't help turning his head to look to the right.

Yao Guang remained calm, but Ji Yanran frowned slightly, using her long sleeves to cover her face, and making handprints in the sleeves, a faint white light flashed and disappeared.

Xiang Shaolong wasn't too surprised, but it wasn't so easy to dodge the two lightning-fast arrows. With a loud cry, he slashed hard at the arrow that hit his thigh. , smashed the arrow hard, and then quickly and inexorably shrank to the right, hanging upside down under the horse's belly, narrowly avoiding the head-on arrow.

This series of chopping arrows and dodging like flowing clouds and flowing water is full of thrilling beauty, even Wang Jian couldn't help raising his eyebrows in admiration.

"Okay! This match is lost by Wang!"

Ying Zheng couldn't help shouting at this time, but fortunately, the audience applauded at this moment, and no one noticed him.

Since Wang Jian conceded defeat in riding and shooting, he naturally entered the next stage of the sword competition.

Wang Jian put away his iron bow, drew out his long sword and slapped his horse away.

Holding the epee, Xiang Shaolong charged forward.

With a sound of "Dang", the two swords intersected, their arms were numb, and they looked at each other, a little surprised - it turned out that both of them were victorious with great strength.

There is no room for trickery in this kind of struggle, one is one, two is two, the two of them tried out in one round that their arm strength is not far from each other, only between brothers.

The two retreated a little. Wang Jian knew that his equestrian skills were better than his opponent's. If he relied on his equestrian superiority, he would have a good chance of winning the sword fight. Naturally, Xiang Shaolong also knew this. Only when both sides are on the ground can he give full play to the advantages of Mozi's swordsmanship.

When Xiang Shaolong trotted his horse, he accidentally saw a pair of charming and beautiful eyes in the stands, he was startled, immediately shook his head severely, patted his horse and rushed towards Wang Jian.

Ji Yanran, who wanted to help secretly, didn't expect that she would be treated like this, she was taken aback for a moment, let out a cold snort, and let go of her hands, the light between her fingers disappeared immediately.

Immediately afterwards, everyone stood up in shock.

It turned out that Xiang Shaolong suddenly opened his arms and hugged Wang Jian when the two riders missed each other, and rolled him down the ground together, at the same time he stabbed twice with his backhand at the two good horses, and the two horses neighed and ran away. The two left on the ground to wrestle.

Wang Jian pushed Xiang Shaolong away with all his strength, and got up with a sword.

Xiang Shaolong backed away with a complacent smile, and grabbed the opponent's long sword in his hand.

"Sword competition should be on the ground!"