Inside the manor, a beautiful woman dressed in white was driving a dark red lawn mower to cut the grass.
Crack, crack — —
Every time the blade of the lawnmower closed, the precious grass would be cut in two. Grass foam and juices flew everywhere, the smell of grass mixed with the cold air and permeated the entire manor.
The woman was very serious. She drove the lawnmower forward slowly and leisurely, as if she was doing something very important.
Eagle Mu waited at the edge of the field, a small path made of protruding green bricks. This way, he wouldn't step on the young lady's favorite patch of grass.
Crack, crack — —
As the lawn mower passed by Eagle Mu, the white-clothed, white-gloved mower didn't seem to have any intention of stopping.
Eagle Mu called out: "Young lady, the tigress appeared at the airport, I couldn't bring Fang Yan back"
"Got it," the woman responded faintly and continued to drive the mower to cut the grass. Eagle Mu's report didn't come as a surprise at all.
Eagle Mu smiled, pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, then turned around to leave the manor. Since the young lady said she got it, that means she already expected this answer.
In an old courtyard house, a young man was sitting on a stone chair playing chess with an old man.
The old man wanted to take back his move after one of his cannons was eaten, but the young man wouldn't agree. The two of them were in a stalemate, neither able to convince the other.
Knock knock — —
The sound of someone knocking on the door could be heard. The old and leaky wooden door swayed gently, but no one pushed the door open to enter.
The old man pushed the chess piece forward and said: "I hate it when I'm playing chess the most. If you have something to say, then get out of here, don't bring these trivial things to disturb my peace — —"
"You knew you were going to lose, so you purposely pushed the chess piece away" the man smiled and said. "It's not the first time either"
The old man took a sip of hot tea from the teapot and scolded: "You think I'm a sore loser? I've lost at least 80 battles, big or small, in my life. And the result? Where are the old dogs that beat me now? Dead. A person who would never lose, how many people would be jealous of him? Sometimes, it's better to lose, it's better to be safe. If he lost, he could live longer. Look at me! How old am I? I've already forgotten about it. "
The old man thought of something he was proud of and started singing at the top of his voice, "I was originally a carefree person from Crouching Dragon Hill. Talking about Yin and Yang was as easy as turning one's palm to protect the universe. The late Emperor went down to Nanyang to invite the imperial entourage thrice and allied with Dong Yue Wu to destroy Cao Wei. He was given the title of Marquis of Wuxiang, holding the Commander's Seal, conquering from the East to the West, attacking from the North to the South … "
The man sat on the stone chair and listened with a smile. It was not until the old man finished singing the "Empty City Stratagem" that he got up and walked out of the courtyard.
"You didn't bring it back?" The man frowned slightly.
The tigress looked at the man and spoke in a respectful tone: "Eagle Mu interfered, we had a big fight, but the target went missing —"
The expression on the man's face gradually softened as he said, "It's not surprising that they knew we would take action. They could protect him for a while, but not forever. This is Beijing. "
The man stepped over the threshold of the small courtyard and headed outside. A man in black followed behind him unhurriedly.
The tigress looked at the man's receding figure with a playful look in her eyes.
Zizhi Tongjian said: A person with both talent and virtue is called a 'sage', while a person without both talent and virtue is called a 'fool'. Virtue over talent is called a 'gentleman', talent over virtue is called a 'villain'.
Bai Xiu had both talent and virtue. It was too much to call him a saint, but no one would have any objections if he was called a 'gentleman'.
For example, the first move he made with his sleeves and used the wind as an attack. It was a 'warm up' or a 'gift move' for martial artists before a duel. Because the lethality was limited, it usually did not cause much physical harm to the person being attacked.
Other people would think of ways to knock down their opponent in a fight, but he would never use all his killing moves right from the start.
Of course, Bai Xiu's move was not that simple.
Full Wind Sleeves, Qi like a knife!
The so-called Wind Knife was to turn the wind into a knife, and the knife was invisible.
Bai Xiu just casually waved his sleeves, and countless cold winds turned into an invisible wind knife, slashing toward Fang Yan's chest.
The knife was invisible, but it carried the wind and was extremely powerful.
Whoosh —
Fang Yan gathered his strength in his dantian, and fiercely punched out.
The iron fist met the blade of the wind knife. The wind knife lasted for a breath of time before collapsing, scattering everywhere.
Fang Yan retracted his fist, and looked at Bai Xiu: "We are all adults, don't play this kind of children's game. You know this level of duel can't hurt me, and it can't test my ability — if it's for the sake of being a gentleman, then it's really not necessary. Save it for someone else. "
Bai Xiu smiled honestly, and said: "I know this wind knife can't hurt you, and I also know this level of attack can't test your ability. But you just came back, and I want to fight you to the death — I don't think that's appropriate. I don't want to kill you. "
"Two more moves," Fang Yan said. "Hurry up. I still have to go home after the fight. "
Fang Yan looked up at the sky, and said: "The snow is getting heavier."
The sky grew darker, and snowflakes fluttered down, dancing in the wind.
"Yeah. The snow is getting heavier, "Bai Xiu agreed. His body spun 360 degrees on the spot, so fast that he was like a spinning top whose shadow could not be seen clearly.
His robe flapped in the wind, and his sleeves fluttered towards the sky. It was as if he wanted to catch all the beautiful snowflakes falling from the sky in his sleeves.
Whoosh —
When his body stopped, countless snowballs flew towards Fang Yan's direction.
These snowballs were the size of fingernails, crystal clear, round and cute, as if they were finished products from a machine production line.
However, countless snowballs were equivalent to countless silver bullets. They carried a strong gust of wind and murderous intent, whistling towards Fang Yan.
The sky full of snowballs gathered into a formation.
Fang Yan's body, as well as his possible escape routes, were all sealed.
Fang Yan's eyes became cold, and finally became serious.
He knew the power of these snowballs. Each snowball was like a hard steel ball. These ice balls that Bai Xiu had temporarily condensed had a destructive power that could destroy anything. Even an iron plate could be pierced through by them.
Flying flowers and leaves could hurt people. The same principle applied to wind knives and snow arrows.
During the war, the Xingyi Master Li Hanshan encountered dozens of strong enemies. Unarmed, he killed all the attackers with a handful of pine needles. Later, he found out that these people were members of the East Sea Black Dragon Triad. In a rage, Li Hanshan joined the national army and led his "Mountain Moving Brigade" to wipe out countless invaders. He especially took revenge on the East Sea Black Dragon Triad. In the northeast of Hua Xia, the strongest area of the Black Dragon Triad was almost completely wiped out by Li Hanshan.
This was the effect of practicing internal force to the extreme. Li Hanshan finally became a grandmaster, and was nicknamed "King of Needles." From then on, generations of martial artists aimed to pursue stronger and purer internal force.
Fang Yan and Bai Xiu were both masters of internal martial arts, and also figures of the inner Jianghu. They started to practice Qi at a very young age, and when Qi flowed through their whole body and into their weapons, they could always achieve unexpected results.
Bai Xiu's second attack made Fang Yan feel danger.
The heart of Tai Chi rotated automatically, and the Tai Chi Realm also unfolded naturally.
In the Tai Chi Realm, the countless snowballs turned into countless white spots, rushing toward all the vital points and acupuncture points on Fang Yan's body.
This alone showed that Bai Xiu's strength was unfathomable. Those ordinary snowballs in his hands seemed to have eyes, and had the ability to recognize and hit acupuncture points.
If they hurt the flesh, they would only have to lie in bed for three months to recover. However, if they hurt the vital points or acupuncture points, they would either die or be disabled.
This Bai Xiu had indeed become fierce.
Of course, the purpose of a martial arts competition was to defeat the other party. An opponent who always attacked one's buttocks or calves would probably be looked down upon.
Fang Yan stretched out his hands.
With just a light stretch, he caught a handful of snowballs in his palms.
He threw the ice balls out, and the ice balls collided with the other ice balls. One hit the other, and the two snowballs that deviated from their direction hit even more snowballs at the same time.
With the help of the Tai Chi Realm, Fang Yan could clearly see the positions and trajectories of those snowballs. He was like a brilliant magician, using the snowballs as a primer, causing the interior of the ice formation to loosen and disintegrate.
Pa pa pa pa pa —
The sound of the snowballs hitting each other rang out incessantly, and the sound of ice cracking rose and fell.
Pa!
The wind stopped, and the snow scattered. Fang Yan's surroundings were restored to tranquility.
The howling wind stopped, and the ice balls that were jumping restlessly also disappeared.
It was as if they had never been in this world.
They were originally condensed from snowflakes, and after being hit by the snowballs infused with hidden force from Fang Yan, they naturally broke into pieces, and then instantly turned back into soft white snow.
Bai Xiu's eyes flickered, and he said: "This is the evolved Tai Chi Realm? The previous Tai Chi Realm wasn't like this, it didn't have this kind of ability — — "
"This is the evolved Tai Chi Realm," Fang Yan said with a smile. "I named it 'Starlight'. Every meteor has its own trajectory, and in my Tai Chi Realm, every object's movement, even the slightest movement of grass has its own trajectory — — "
"Congratulations," Bai Xiu said.
"If it's sincere congratulations — —" A withered yellow bamboo piece appeared in Fang Yan's palm, and he said: "Why do you still want to kill me?"
There were words on the bamboo piece, the first line of the 《Sleeping in the Snow with the Master of Hibiscus Mountain》: The sun sets in the distant mountains.
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