Words must die [Comprehensive martial arts]

In the blink of an eye, Gu Shenyan and Xue Yiren had passed thirty moves.

The speed at which Xue Yiren drew his sword became faster and faster, with the eyesight of Lu Xiaofeng and Yidianhong, he could only see an afterimage.

But Gu Shenyan's sword power suddenly slowed down.

So slow that the two of them could even clearly capture the trajectory of each of his swords.

But Dianhong found that when he was dealing with Xue Yiren's quicker attack, he seemed more comfortable than before.

He looked carefully for a while before he understood the whole story.

It turned out that although Gu Shenyan's sword had slowed down, the movement of the sword's edge became more flexible, so it was still able to withstand Xue Yiren's every attack.

Even sometimes, before Xue Yiren's sword strikes, he can interrupt the opponent's offensive in advance, or defend one step faster.

This was a prediction!

Gu Shenyan was able to predict Xue Yiren's next move when his speed was already so fast!

A little red face could not help showing horror.

Xue Yiren, who was in the midst of the battle, felt even more deeply about this.

His swordsmanship is as swift as the wind and as fast as lightning, and he strikes first to control the enemy, and every opponent he has encountered in the past, when responding to his offensive, often subconsciously speed up the offensive, wanting to use the quick to counter the quick, Use fast to prevent fast.

But the consequence of doing so is to speed up the speed of his defeat.

Because none of them were faster than Xue Yiren.

The more anxious you are, the easier it is to lose your sense of control. Once you lose your sense of control, the chance of a flaw will increase.

There has never been anyone like Gu Shenyan, who not only was not affected by his offensive changes, but also 'suppressed' his speed in another way.

That's right, it's suppression, not confrontation.

After slowing down, Gu Shenyan was not only able to concentrate more and predict his next moves, but also reduced his physical exertion to a certain extent by means of his ingenuity.

If things go on like this, Gu Shenyan's advantage will become more and more obvious, and in the end, he can even defeat Xue Yiren with physical strength alone.

After seeing through Gu Shenyan's intentions, Xue Yiren became more excited than ever.

He has not met an opponent for more than 40 years. The feeling of being invincible is wonderful, but after a long time, he will feel lonely and empty, and his breakthrough in kendo will become slower and more difficult.

As you hear the news, you can die in the evening.

He is eager to find an opponent who is equal to or even stronger than himself. He doesn't mind winning or losing, and he is not afraid of life and death.

All you want is to go one step further.

Gu Shenyan's swordsmanship incorporates the true essence of Taoism, and he cultivates the nature of all laws, and responds to all changes with the same.

He practiced both Chunyang Zixia Kungfu and Taixu Sword Intent, he was good at attacking and defending, he could advance as well as retreat. To some extent, his swordsmanship was even more difficult than Xue Yiren's swordsmanship. It is more difficult to meet opponents.

But his realm was not like that of Xue Yiren, so he was shackled by it.

Gu Shenyan practiced the sword, but cultivated the heart.

Therefore, when he fights with others, he never cares about the result, but only pays attention to the process, and the process of every battle can more or less make him understand.

This is also the main reason why he was able to step into the realm of transformation at such an age.

He was as excited as Xue Yiren at the moment, but what was more, was the joy and joy that could not be described in words.

As time passed, he could feel that his state of mind was also growing a little bit, and the benefits brought to him by this battle were even more abundant than he had expected.

Xue Yiren's speed became faster, and the howling wind of the sword seemed to reach the ears of Lu Xiaofeng and Yidianhong who were standing in the distance.

His speed seems to have no limit, and whenever others think that his speed has reached its peak, he will break through this limit again.

If his opponent hadn't been for Gu Shenyan, this battle might have ended long ago.

Two hundred strokes have passed.

Facing Xue Yiren's intensified offensive again, Gu Shenyan could no longer make accurate predictions, and his lead was gradually equalized by Xue Yiren.

The battle situation is heating up.

Lu Xiaofeng and Yidianhong, who had a premonition that the outcome would be decided soon, held their breaths.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths.

Ten strokes, twenty strokes, thirty strokes.

Finally—at the same moment, Gu Shenyan and Xue Yiren thrust out their full blows at the same time.

This is the sword that decides the outcome!

Two glaring rays of light flashed past!

The aggressive sword intent gradually dissipated, Xue Yiren's sword was half an inch away from Gu Shenyan's neck, and Gu Shenyan's sword pointed half an inch away from Xue Yiren's heart.

The two were actually tied.

The mountain wind blew again, and the blue and white robes swayed gently, and under the bright sun, they were coated with a layer of light golden brilliance.

A smile gradually appeared on Xue Yiren's face, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to fade away at this moment: "Very good."

"Excellent indeed."

Gu Shenyan slowly retracted the sword and put it back into its sheath, his eyebrows and eyes curved softly, and he said in a brisk tone: "When the sword meets an opponent, but also finds a confidant, it should be three things."

A good swordsman shouldn't drink alcohol lightly, because it will affect the speed and accuracy of his sword drawing.

But the joy of the present is worth making an exception for him.

"Good good!"

Xue Yiren laughed very happily, he raised his arm and patted Gu Shenyan's shoulder, and said loudly: "I have good wine and good food here, and I will not return home without getting drunk with you today."

……

Songjiang Prefecture has the unique four-gill perch in the world. The meat of this fish is white and tender, extremely delicious, and rich in nutrition, which is very beneficial to the human body.

It is recorded in "Compendium of Materia Medica": Songjiang four-gill perch can nourish the five internal organs, benefit the muscles and bones, harmonize the stomach, benefit the liver and kidney, control water and gas, relieve the fetus and nourish the middle, and it is pleasant to eat more.

——It is an extremely rare delicacy.

Encountering such ingredients, the high-spirited Gu Shenyan naturally couldn't bear it. After asking Xue Yiren's permission, he borrowed the kitchen to show off his skills.

Steamed, boiled, braised, sweet and sour, stir-fried, and stewed.

An extremely tempting sea bass feast was soon born under Gu Shenyan's hands.

Lu Xiaofeng and Yidianhong, who had already tasted Gu Shenyan's culinary skills, needless to say, but Xue Yiren, who saw Gu Shenyan's cooking skills for the first time, was very surprised.

As we all know, Zuo Qinghou, the owner of Throwing Cup Mountain Villa, who has been an enemy of Xuejiazhuang for generations, is not only the best in the south of the Yangtze River in his palm skills, but also the sea bass he cooks with his own hands.

Xue Yiren had never tasted the sea bass stew cooked by Zuo Qinghou, so he couldn't imagine how superb his cooking skills were, and how wonderful the taste of the sea bass stew was.

But the cooks in his village are also very skilled in cooking.

Therefore, in his perception, even if the sea bass stew cooked by Zuo Qinghou tastes better, it is not so good that there is a world of difference.

Until tasting the sea bass feast cooked by Gu Shenyan——

Xue Yiren's previous cognition was overturned almost instantly.

The difference in taste between the dishes cooked by Gu Shenyan and the dishes cooked by the chefs in his village is like the difference between a first-class swordsman and a peerless swordsman.

Worlds of difference, really worlds of difference.

Feeling so emotional in his heart, he silently picked up a chopstick of braised sea bass.

This braised sea bass dish is oily on the outside, thick and smooth in the sauce, evenly wrapped on the surface of the fresh and tender fish, and even has a layer of wire drawing feeling when you pick it up.

Knowing that Gu Shenyan's culinary skills would never disappoint her, Lu Xiaofeng chose the steamed sea bass dish that was placed in front of her nearby.

This dish looks a bit bland, with only a little scallion and ginger on the surface, but after eating, you can not only taste the deliciousness of the fish itself, but also taste the subtle aroma of pepper and saltiness, which is not lacking in taste light.

The tender and juicy fish meat almost melts in the mouth, the mouth full of saliva, and the feeling of lingering fragrance on the cheeks is simply wonderful.

What was placed in front of Dianhong was a steaming boiled fish, which smelled very tempting, but the bright red pepper on the surface made him a little uncertain.

Noticing that he was hanging in mid-air but did not drop his chopsticks for a long time, Gu Shenyan couldn't help smiling.

"Don't worry, it won't be very spicy."

Unexpectedly, Gu Shenyan would notice this hesitant little action of hers, and the corners of her red lips were slightly pursed, and she lowered her eyes in embarrassment.

A smile flashed across Gu Shenyan's eyes, and he suddenly picked up a piece of fish and put it directly into a little red bowl.

After being stunned for two seconds, Yidianhong silently picked up the chopsticks and brought the piece of fish to her mouth.

Then his eyes lit up immediately.

The butterfly wing-shaped fish fillets are firm and tender, and when bitten down, there will be a feeling of springiness. The silky numbing taste quickly spreads on the tip of the tongue, which makes people feel very enjoyable and has endless aftertaste.

……

It is said that if you don't get drunk, you won't go home, but Gu Shenyan and Xue Yiren will not seriously let themselves drink until they are completely drunk, they just order as much as they want, and enjoy themselves.

After drinking and eating, Xue Yiren, who was a little drunk, suddenly opened his mouth and pointed a little red.

"Did you learn your swordsmanship from Laughing Man?"

"……Yes."

When mentioning Xue Xiaoren, there will still be some waves in Dianhong's heart. He is grateful to Xue Xiaoren from the beginning to the end, even though the other party has done many things that he cannot agree with and accept.

He is a homeless orphan with no father and no mother. He was brought back to the organization by Xue Xiaoren when he was four or five years old. It was Xue Xiaoren who gave him a bite to eat so that he would not starve to death or become a beggar.

It was Xue Xiaoren who taught him how to use a sword.

Xue Yiren sighed, and said earnestly: "The laughing man's swordsmanship has gone astray, and he is too hostile, and the swordsmanship he taught you must be the same-but you have to know, this kind of swordsmanship is actually the opposite. It will restrict your future achievements in the sword."

A person with a sword can have a murderous intent, but he must not have a murderous intent, let alone hostility.

Too much murderous intent, easy to go evil ways, too strong hostility, easy to go crazy.

A little red is a little helpless.

He really loves swordsmanship, and hopes that he can go further in the way of swordsmanship—especially after watching the contest between Gu Shenyan and Xue Yiren.

I am afraid that there is no swordsman who can remain indifferent and yearn for such a competition after watching it.

"Some people say that a sword is a murder weapon, and fencing is a trick to kill."

Xue Yiren smiled, raised his hand and pointed at Gu Shenyan: "But you have also seen Brother Gu's sword skills."

Of course, Gu Shenyan's sword can also be used to kill people, but his sword technique itself does not have the slightest killing intent, only a pure sword intent without any distracting thoughts.

"This kind of swordsmanship is just the best."

Xue Yiren said calmly: "When I was young, I also practiced the swordsmanship of killing people, and because I killed too many people, I got the title of 'Blood-clothed Man'."

"Later, when I was middle-aged, I discovered that swordsmanship is just swordsmanship. The so-called murderous swordsmanship is just because the person holding the sword wants to kill people, so it becomes a murderous swordsmanship."

The sword is not a murder weapon, but a sharp weapon.

Swordsmanship should not be a means of killing people.

"Not bad." Gu Shenyan nodded slightly, and said meaningfully: "If you want to practice swordsmanship well, you must first cultivate your mental state."

There are many first-class swordsmen in the Jianghu, but there are only a handful of swordsmen in Huajing.

Because from the first-class to the transformation state, not only the cultivation of internal strength and the strength of the moves are separated, if the state of mind is not in place, the realm of swordsmanship will never be able to go further.

A little red eyes flickered, thoughtful.

Then he stood up and bowed to Xue Yiren and Gu Shenyan each.

"Thank you senior and...boss for your suggestions."

Noticing the short pause before he called himself, Gu Shenyan raised his eyebrows and joked: "If you are not used to being called boss, you can change it to another name."

A little red: "??"

Gu Shenyan blinked his eyes, his expression looked very serious.

"For example, talk about the chief or the chef."

A little red suddenly went dumb.

I just want to ask... are you serious?