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Chapter 407: Sword Dance (3rd watch)

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    Fakong was in a trance, as if he was in Shenjing City.

    Whether it is Shenjing, Tianjing or Yunjing, it seems that they are all one place, with different architectural styles and different people, but they have the same atmosphere.

    This is the breath of luxury.

    A string of lanterns hung high above the head, illuminating the streets and alleys brightly, but not as bright as during the day.

    It is as bright as day, but not as bright as day.

    Under such lights, people's hearts become restless, and their usually dull hearts are inexplicably turbulent at this time.

    Emotions become rich and intense.

    It's like the reaction of a dull person after drinking alcohol.

    There are all kinds of shops on both sides of the street, all kinds and all-inclusive, there is always something that can attract your attention, stop your footsteps, and linger on.

    Fakong shuttled through the crowd, feeling the impetuousness and hustle and bustle.

    "good¡ª¡ª!"

    "Okay, okay!"

    Suddenly there were earth-shattering shouts and shouts in the distance.

    He walked over along the way and saw a round platform one foot high.

    The circular platform is about five meters in diameter, and two people are fighting fiercely on it.

    Crowds were crowded around the round platform, staring excitedly at the two people fighting together, shouting and cheering from time to time.

    Both of them are young men with plain appearance, and one has a slight limp, but his movements are more agile than normal people.

    The other young man was simple and strong, with poor body skills, but his fists were like hammers, and he swung them vigorously like meteor hammers.

    "Bang bang bang bang" The two clashed fists and feet, making a sound of defeat.

    Both of them have practiced kung fu.

    "Bang!" The burly young man was suddenly hit on the back, staggered and almost rushed out of the round platform.

    The lame young man took two steps back triumphantly. Just now, his movement suddenly accelerated, and he jumped to the opponent's back, and punched hard, hitting it firmly.

    He clapped his hands triumphantly, waved his hands and said, "You are defeated, go down!"

    The honest and strong young man opened his mouth unwillingly.

    "Go down!"

    "Defeated!"

    "Go down!"

    "Go down!"

    "I can't afford to lose!"

    "Shame, which faction are you from?"

    The onlookers below booed.

    The simple, honest and strong young man can only suppress the noise around him by speaking loudly, shouting: "I'll come back tomorrow!"

    The lame young man curled his lips and looked disdainful: "Don't waste your energy, your body skills are far behind, no matter how strong you are, what's the use of it, you can't hit people, go back and practice your body skills!"

    The simple and strong young man took a few breaths of dissatisfaction, jumped up resentfully, and stepped on a person's head in the air, causing that person to yell at him.

    Amidst the yelling, the middle-aged man jumped up and caught up with the simple and strong young man in the air, punching each other.

    "Bang bang bang!" The two punched each other three times in the air.

    "Okay!" The people around shouted.

    "You should teach him a lesson!"

    "Abolish him¡ª¡ª!"

    The honest and strong young man lost to the middle-aged man. After three punches, his body fell straight down.

    People quickly retreated to the side.

    "Bang!" He fell firmly to the ground, his feet sank an inch, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

    People stopped looking at him, and turned to look at another young man who jumped onto the round platform.

    Soon the fight broke out again on the round platform.

    Fakong was thoughtful.

    He opened his mind and saw that there were three such round platforms on this street, and four on the other street.

    Within a radius of ten miles, there are actually sixteen round platforms like this.

    There are people fighting fiercely on the stage, and the people below are shouting, and the atmosphere is enthusiastic.

    In addition to these round tables, there are also some restaurants and teahouses, all of which are like this. There are people fighting for a show, and the fighting is fierce, and some people get injured and quit from time to time.

    Fakong shook his head.

    This is indeed different from Shenjing.

    The people in Shenjing are more interested in listening to books and watching operas, washing houses and going to the fence, or drinking and punching, or talking high-spirited.

    People are not allowed to do anything, otherwise the four yamen of the infantry will come up, the light ones will be taught a lesson, and the serious ones will be thrown into prison to eat for a while.

    The folk customs on both sides are indeed different.

    He turned around a few times, and then came to Li Xuanfeng's placeCome to Yunjing.

    This is the sword dance of the lonely family.

    Lonely Xia Qing's sword dance is unique in the world. It is said that after watching it, one's comprehension of swordsmanship will be improved to a higher level.

    It is said that Dugu Xia Qing is already a great master.

    Grand masters have the ostentation of great masters, and they should no longer dance swords in front of people.

    ?But the Dugu family has always been famous for their sword dance, which is prominent in front of people, so they must not abandon the tradition.

    For swordsmen who come to Yunjing, if they haven¡¯t watched the Dugu Sword Dance, then it¡¯s really a waste of time to come to Yunjing, so they must not miss it.

    Fakong was eager to be moved by what he said, and he was curious.

    "Hey, how's it going, Master, go and see tonight?Master, you are lucky, the sword dance is once every ten days, just in time!" Li Er held the silver pot and filled the silver cup for him.

    Fakong nodded slowly: "It's good to have a look."

    This Dugu Xia Qing aroused his curiosity. It is indeed rare to see a great master dancing sword.

    "Then we'll go after dinner, Master, wait a moment, I'm looking for someone to get a seat." Li Er picked up the silver cup and drank it in one gulp, toasted Fakong, put down the silver cup and hurried away.

    Fakong's eyes were always open, admiring the scenery of Jinghong Tower.

    What is Jinghong is that when you touch the flying bird in the sky, you can imagine that its height is far higher than other restaurants.

    Fakong estimates that this building is 30 meters high. If it was in the previous life, it would be just an ordinary small high-rise building.

    Arriving here, the third floor, 30 meters high, actually has the feeling of covering the sky and reaching the sky, forming a strong visual impact.

    Fakong has been researching why this is so, whether it is the beauty of architecture, or there are other mysteries.

    Jinghong Building is either rich or expensive, the restaurant is in a ring shape, and the central patio is a high platform, on which there are martial arts masters fighting for the front.

    Fakong found that their cultivation was only at the level of masters, but they were masters at a young age, and they were already geniuses.

    However, the subtlety of the tricks is far beyond the reach of ordinary masters. Fakong was amazed and surprised when he saw it.

    Dayun martial arts does have its own uniqueness.

    After a while, Li Er came back with a blushing face, and said with a smile: "Master, you are indeed very lucky. I really got the seat, and only these two seats are left."

    "Then let's go and have a look?"

    "Let's go." Li Er nodded hurriedly.

    The two of them left Jinghong Tower, followed Li Er to the east, walked out of the east gate, and there was a pier when they left the city.

    There are people coming and going, and it is very lively.

    They set foot on a painting boat, sailed away from the pier and slowly headed towards the lake.

    The boat sailed for a quarter of an hour, and several fire dragons were seen in the distance.

    However, several corridors were built on the lake, and strings of lanterns were hung under the eaves. The lights were bright, and it looked like fire dragons straddling the vast lake from a distance.  The genius remembers the address of this site in a second.
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