Gu Fei didn't ask why Bai Jinglun was visiting. He didn't need to ask to know.
In this era where Kung Fu was on the decline, all the clans and factions that were obsessed with practicing Kung Fu had put aside their ancient sectarian bias, and people often interacted with each other. For example, people from Gu Fei's father's generation often went out with a few friends to hold a forum or tea party.
This was considered a more collective activity. Of course, there were also some peer-to-peer private activities. For example, the duel between his father and Gu Fei that Bai Shijinglun mentioned just now was actually a duel between his father and Gu Fei when his father came to the Gu family for a walk.
Although this kind of exchange wasn't very formal, and people didn't seem to care much about it, everyone knew what was going on. On a certain day of a certain year, someone went to visit a certain family and defeated someone; and on a certain day of a certain year, someone visited a certain family and lost to someone. So far, everyone had a record of how many times they had fought with someone, and how many times they had won and lost. Although they didn't say it, they were actually very calculative in their hearts.
During this process, some people even thought that Kung Fu should learn from advanced sports and hold a Kung Fu League, using a home-and-away round-robin system, or a playoff system for the East and West divisions, and then holding a Kung Fu World Cup every four years.
The plan sounded good at first, but it didn't work out in the end. After all, Kung Fu was different from ordinary sports. It was about killing! Usually, it was inevitable that there would be some injuries when people casually exchanged moves. If they really Fiercely held a large-scale confrontation, the consequences would be unimaginable.
So far, Kung Fu could only maintain the status quo and spread in such a narrow circle.
Bai Jinglun's visit to the Gu family was nothing more than a common private visit, so Gu Fei naturally didn't ask much.
"I went to look for you, but you weren't there," said Bai Jinglun.
"Oh, and then?" Gu Fei rarely went home since he became a teacher.
"Then … Uh, I got some guidance from Uncle," said Bai Jinglun.
"He beat you up." Gu Fei's face was suddenly full of sympathy.
"No, it was guidance," insisted Bai Jinglun.
"It was guidance, but I know his style," said Gu Fei.
After a moment of silence, Bai Jinglun suddenly said, "Damn, I wanted to ask you for some guidance."
"Yes!" Gu Fei nodded and didn't say much. In fact, when Bai Jinglun talked about the battle with his father ten years ago, he already had a premonition. Saying that he was taking revenge for his father was a little too heavy. It was far from being as deep as it was now. The more appropriate way to describe it was to help his father vent his anger.
It was more appropriate to say that he was avenging his father. It was more appropriate to say it. It was to say that he was avenging his father. Of course, Gu Fei was more than happy to fight. He was just waiting for the Hundred Lives Classic to speak.
Unexpectedly, Master of the Ages looked at him and suddenly frowned. "Why did you choose a wizard?"
"Jinglun it," Fei said. "Bai Su, I Jinglun right, to. I said." Su to Fei, Tian with "Master" with Fu. "I" Jinglun Master to to say.
It's a long story. "" If that's the case, I think I'll go to your house when I have time! "
"Don't!" Gu Fei was anxious. "Here! How ready-made! Beat him to death! Don't hold back! "
Bai Jinglun was still hesitating. He felt that his profession as a Grandmaster of Combat had too much of an advantage against a Master of Sorcerer in the game.
Gu Fei didn't care. He guessed Bai Jinglun's thoughts and smiled. "It's just for fun. Don't worry about it."
"Then … I won't use my skills," said Bai Jinglun. A Grandmaster of Combat's skills were all in between punches and kicks. For experts like them, it was a piece of cake to integrate their skills into their own Kung Fu. For example, the Emergence of the Cloud Dragon that Centurion Grandmaster used to flip the Waist Dance could have easily incorporated the Grandmaster of Combat's wrestling technique, Hugging Throw. Centurion Grandmaster was just being merciful.
Seeing that Gu Fei was a Master of Combat and was at a disadvantage in terms of profession, he decided not to use his skills in the game.
"Oh, then I won't use my spells either." Gu Fei nodded.
Every move of a Grandmaster of Combat's skills could be used in martial arts. How could a Master of Sorcerer's spells do the same? Hearing Gu Fei's words, the Encyclopedic Statesman didn't agree with it.
"Empty-Handed, right?" Gu Fei asked as he put his sword back into his pocket.
"What empty-handed? A Grandmaster of Combat's weapon is a glove, "Slender Waist Dance shouted.
"That's right, but I'm indeed empty-handed." Bai Jinglun spread his hands to show everyone. Indeed, he didn't wear any equipment in the game like a normal Grandmaster of Combat.
"You can use weapons." Bai Jinglun felt that he had a huge advantage in his profession. If he didn't give Gu Fei some benefits, the game would be a little boring.
"There's no need for that. Let's spar with weapons later!" Gu Fei answered.
With that, Bai Jinglun didn't have anything else to say. The brothers behind him tactfully retreated a distance to make space for the two of them. On Gu Fei's side, there were only Slender Waist Dance, Vast Mang, and Sword of No Oath. All three of them looked worried. They were just normal players. From a player's perspective, they felt that Gu Fei's most powerful skill was his spell damage that could kill instantly. However, he actually gave up on this powerful attack power to fight with a Grandmaster of Combat … They couldn't be blamed for not having confidence in Gu Fei. It was because outsiders didn't understand and were bound to be anxious.
On the other hand, the Hundred Battle Mercenary Group's faces were full of confidence. They admired Bai Jinglun's martial arts very much. Although the opponent had some skills, they felt that Bai Jinglun would definitely win since he was a Master of Sorcerer.
There was also a third party. Ke didn't seem to care about the two who were about to fight. Instead, she looked at Water Depth. "Why do I feel that you're the most excited when they're about to fight?"
"I just hope that he'll be beaten to a pulp by Bai Jinglun," said Water Depth.
No one announced the start of the fight. The two suddenly took a few steps forward and instantly met in the center.
Gu Fei made the first move. He lifted his leg and kicked at Bai Jinglun's chest. Bai Jinglun didn't dodge either. Instead, he formed a claw with his hand and grabbed Gu Fei's ankle. However, Gu Fei's right leg, which he had just kicked out, had already been retracted, and his left leg was the one that bounced up. Hundred Eras Strategist hurriedly switched hands, but he missed again. Gu Fei retracted his leg before Bai Jinglun's hand arrived. Bai Jinglun swept his right leg again, and Bai Jinglun still reached out to grab it.
In the blink of an eye, Gu Fei kicked seven times in a row. The Encyclopedic Strategist also changed his hand shape seven times, but before he could touch Gu Fei's ankle, he had already retracted his leg and struck out again. He attacked seven different positions seven times. Everyone was stunned by what they saw.
For outsiders, they could only see the shadows of Gu Fei's legs in that short moment. They didn't even know if his feet touched the ground. It looked like he had kicked seven times in the air.
"How is that possible? How can he attack so quickly with his agility?" Thin Waist Dance was surprised.
Sword Without Oath and Vast Mang naturally didn't understand either. Even the people from the Hundred Battle Mercenary Group could only understand a small portion of the higher level.
It wasn't the speed that was fast, but the rhythm. Ordinary people didn't know the meaning behind it, so they naturally thought that it was because of the speed.
Although Bai Jinglun had blocked all seven of Gu Fei's kicks, it was becoming more and more difficult for him to attack. By the time the seventh kick landed, Bai Jinglun's hand was already in time. If there was another kick, it would be impossible for him to receive it. Bai Jinglun's reaction was also extremely fast. He immediately gave up on a head-on confrontation and quickly took a step back.
However, the eighth kick did not come out.
It turned out to be a false alarm. Bai Jinglun let out a long breath.
This round of confrontation was a test for both sides. They were testing the depth of each other's strength, and more importantly, they were evaluating each other's true strength.
After all, sparring in the game was just sparring. The limitations of the data in the game made it impossible for people like them to perfectly display their strength. Moreover, the two of them had different professions, and adding points to them would create a gap. Therefore, sparring in the game was just like what Gu Fei said: it was just for fun. However, it was still feasible to estimate each other's true strength based on their moves in the game.
Bai Jinglun had put in a lot of effort to be able to become one of the top five in the game, and he had a deep understanding of the game. From Gu Fei's moves, he could tell that Gu Fei had added all his points to Dexterity. In that case, Gu Fei's attack speed was above his. Bai Jinglun mainly added points to Dexterity, supplemented by some Strength.
Although the difference in attack speed due to the addition of Agility points in the game was not too obvious, with their continuous attacks, the small difference would accumulate and eventually show itself.
Bai Jinglun believed that the difference was the fact that he could not block the eighth move in time after seven moves.
I wouldn't have been in such a difficult situation if I were to fight with my real body, thought Bai Jinglun. But even so, I managed to deal with it. It turns out that he can only kick seven times in a row. There's no eighth kick.
At that thought, Bai Jinglun smiled. "Brother Gu, you're indeed a genius. I didn't expect the Nine Revolution Chain to be able to kick seven times in a row without moving. Amazing!"
Gu Fei looked ashamed. "I'm really sorry. My rhythm was messed up just now, and I couldn't continue with the seventh kick."
"What did you say?" Bai Jinglun was stunned.
Gu Fei patted his pocket with a smile and said, "I forgot to put my sword away. Now that I've lost 20 points of Dexterity, I have to calculate everything before I use this move, or I'll mess up my rhythm."
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