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Volume 3 Smiling Proud Chapter 29 The ultimate move

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    Chapter 29: Trick

    "Young escort, forget it, don't be the same as him." Xiao Yuesheng persuaded him calmly and without any sincerity.

    In this life, although he has changed his body and his personality has changed, his temperament of watching the excitement has not changed.

    Lin Pingzhi lost his temper and refused to listen to anyone's words. He ignored them, pursed his lips tightly, and glared at the middle-aged man who was slowly coming over. His right hand that was on the sword slowly opened, and he grasped the hilt of the sword.  The body is slightly bent, ready to go, like an arrow being cocked to a bow.

    Although his martial arts is not good, he has been inspired by Xiao Yuesheng during this period, and his martial arts has improved very quickly. Although it is still inferior to his father Lin Zhennan, it is quite rare at this age. Lin Zhennan often feels great comfort and is happy for the Lin family.  There are successors.

    It was quiet upstairs, people stopped moving and talking, watching every move of the two.

    The middle-aged man¡¯s eyes were like arrows, and there was a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth. Step by step, he slowly came to Lin Pingzhi and sneered: "You are such a pretty boy, you are so lenient. Could it be that you are Lin Zhennan's son?!"

    This sentence is a satire on Lin Pingzhi who is nosy, but does not want to take care of the car.

    Lin Pingzhi held the hilt of the sword, his handsome face tightened, and he snorted angrily: "Yes, I'm Lin Pingzhi, my father is Shang Lin Xia Ba Zhennan!"

    Everyone couldn¡¯t help but burst into an uproar, and then burst into laughter, as if they were about to overturn the restaurant, and even slapped the table. They just felt that this scene was too coincidental and indescribably interesting.

    The middle-aged man was also startled. He looked at Lin Pingzhi, then at Xiao Yuesheng and the others, and asked in disbelief: "Really?"

    Xiao Yuesheng looked solemn, nodded slightly, and stretched out his hand in the direction of Lin Pingzhi: "This is the young escort chief of Fuwei Escort Agency."

    "Hehe, hehe, hehehe" The middle-aged man couldn't help showing embarrassment, laughing, shaking his head and laughing: "It's so weird that you bumped into the rightful owner!"

    After saying that, he shook his head, turned around, and started to walk back. Since he is Lin Zhennan's son, it is appropriate for him to lose his temper when he criticizes his father in front of him. If he takes it for granted, if he cares about it,  They became the unreasonable party.

    "Stop!" Lin Pingzhi shouted coldly.

    The middle-aged man stood still, turned around and glanced at Lin Ping, his smile faded, and he hummed, "Why, what other orders does Mr. Lin have, Mr. Lin?"

    Lin Pingzhi grimaced, stared at the opponent, and said coldly: "There is no need for outsiders to judge the level of my father's martial arts I am not very talented, and my swordsmanship is only a little bit inferior to my father's. Today I want to learn some of your master's tricks!"  "

    Xiao Yuesheng's thick eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and Yilin also looked at him in surprise. She didn't expect that he was so bold and dared to take the initiative to provoke.

    "Haha, what a crazy boy! You are forcing me to take action!" The middle-aged man sneered, his eyes flashed, and his face darkened again.

    "Please¡ª¡ª!" Lin Pingzhi slowly drew his sword, feeling the cold air.

    He was extremely confident in his swordsmanship, and he felt deep down in his heart that apart from Escort Xiao, there were probably few opponents in the Escort Agency. After all, in his eyes, his father Lin Zhennan was already considered a master in martial arts.

    "I can't blame him for this. He rarely goes out and only stays in Fuzhou city. He has little experience and is inevitably in danger of sitting in a well and looking at the sky. Among the people he comes into contact with, only his father and Xiao Yuesheng can be considered experts.

    As time went by, it was inevitable that I would lose sight of the world's heroes. I was extremely reluctant to go to Hengshan to deliver the message this time. The idea in my heart was to challenge the Qingcheng sect head-on and fight to the death. It can be said that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. I don't know.  The sky and the earth are extremely thick.

    "Okay, then it's as you wish!" The middle-aged man smiled angrily, gritted his teeth, nodded, and unsheathed his sword.

    The sword has been unsheathed, and the two of them stopped talking nonsense. The four gazes collided in the air, and they started at the same time. They jumped forward, swung the sword and stabbed. The distance of one foot was reached in an instant, and there was a crisp "clang" sound.

    Gold and iron clashed, the long swords collided, and then separated. Lin Pingzhi took three steps back, the cold long sword trembling slightly.

    Lin Pingzhi felt a numbness from the palm of his hand to his shoulder. He could hardly hold the sword. He clenched his teeth and held on with one breath. He knew in his heart that the opponent had deep internal strength and was not a match for him, so he had to outsmart him.

    His handsome face was expressionless. He was secretly concentrating on his luck and relieving the numbness in his right arm. He moved his feet slightly, squinted his eyes, and stared at the other person's eyes.

    The middle-aged man was slightly surprised and glanced at him. He didn't expect that this pretty boy was not just a beauty, but a loser. He had some ability and could withstand his heavy sword.

    This sword is very famous, it is his famous stunt, it is called Bibo Sword.

    The method of generating energy is derived from the principle of ocean waves. Before the front wave recedes, the back wave has arrived, and one wave is higher than the other.The overlapping waves were extremely powerful. With just this move, he gained a huge reputation. He was known as the Blue Wave Swordsman and his name was Changsun Wuxu.

    "Okay, come again!" Changsun Qixu let out a long laugh, jumped up, drew a white rainbow with his long sword, and swept towards Lin Pingzhi.

    Lin Pingzhi sidestepped to the left, turned around, and quickly circled behind Changsun Qixu. He endured the pain and numbness in his right arm and raised his sword to stab his vest. This was exactly the move of "flowers blooming to see the Buddha", which was the home of the family.  The legendary sword technique to ward off evil.

    Changsun Wuxu twisted his body forcefully, turned from front to back, and slashed with his long sword, casting a cold light like a silver fan.

    This sword relied on the strength of the waist and abdomen, and was extremely fast, making a faint whistling sound. Everyone watching the battle upstairs nodded, realizing how wonderful it was.

    "Brother!" Yilin pulled Xiao Yuesheng's sleeve again, clenching her little hands tightly, and there were beads of sweat on the tip of her nose, like dew on the green leaves in the morning.

    Xiao Yuesheng was as steady as a rock and could not move. He turned to look at Yilin and said with a smile: "He can still handle these two moves."

    Lin Pingzhi was not flustered by such an extremely fast sword. He loosened his right wrist, lowered the sword tip slightly, and retreated his body to avoid the sword.

    Changsun Quxu's sword was extremely fast, but it was much inferior to Xiao Yuesheng's fast sword. Lin Pingzhi and Xiao Yuesheng had been sparring for a long time. Although they were always unable to withstand a single move, they also developed the ability to deal with quick moves.  .

    Linghu Chong was watching attentively and was swaying slightly. When he heard him speak, he turned his head and smiled at Xiao Yuesheng: "Brother Xiao, this Brother Lin's swordsmanship is not bad!"

    "This is the sword technique to ward off evil!" Xiao Yuesheng said warmly.

    Although his voice was low, most of the people upstairs had special skills and extraordinary ears, so they faintly heard him and began to discuss in low voices.

    Lin Pingzhi and Changsun Quxu were fighting together, with swords going back and forth. For a moment, there was no winner or loser. But those with a clear eye could see that Lin Pingzhi would be defeated sooner or later, and it was just to delay time.

    He didn¡¯t dare to take Changsun Wuxu¡¯s sword forcefully, and just kept fighting, but his body skills were slippery. Changsun Wuxu was good at hard strikes, but his light skills were poor, so for a while, he was entangled with him.

    Linghu Chong looked at it for a while and shook his head: "Something is wrong. This evil-fighting sword technique"

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded and said in a low voice: "The essence of the sword technique to ward off evil lies in the word "quick". If it is not fast enough, it will have no power at all."

    Linghu Chong thought for a while and felt that it made sense. He looked up at Lin Pingzhi who was fighting in the middle of the field, took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "It's rare for Lin Shao, the leader of the bodyguard, to be like this!"

    Although Lin Pingzhi's evil-fighting sword technique is not fast enough, it is also quite rigorous. His body, eyes and steps are integrated into one, and he can deal with it calmly, showing an extraordinary magnanimity.

    "Ah!" People suddenly screamed.

    Suddenly, the tip of Lin Pingzhi's sword was pressed against Changsun Qiuxu's throat. His handsome face was solemn and his eyes were indifferent, as if he was a different person.

    Most people were talking in low voices, thinking that it would be a long stalemate. It would be difficult to determine the outcome with one fight and one pursuit. Unexpectedly, they missed the opportunity and failed to see Lin Pingzhi's last move. They regretted it endlessly.  .

    "You lost!" Lin Pingzhi said calmly, then sheathed his sword, sheathed it neatly, turned around and walked slowly back to his seat, sat down, and did not look at his eldest grandson again.

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled bitterly.

    Others didn¡¯t see it clearly, but he could see it clearly. What Lin Pingzhi had just used was one of the three swords he used to confuse people. He even imitated his demeanor, exactly the same.

    "Xiao Yuesheng rarely uses a sword. Normally, he only needs one finger, so why bother with holding a sword?"

    "But he has tasted and read all the secrets of swordsmanship in the world, and he has reached the point where he can understand the ever-changing changes, and has reached the point where he can adapt to the ever-changing changes with one thing. Plants and trees can be turned into swords, and they can be picked up at will, and their power is infinite."

    In this life, in order to conceal his identity, he took the opportunity to use only three sword techniques to make his name famous. These three sword techniques were actually three simple moves. When used by ordinary people, their power was limited, but in his hands, they could  Ever-changing and infinitely powerful.

    Lin Pingzhi is a very strong person. He has been defeated by Xiao Yuesheng's same move dozens of times. He has secretly learned this move as a life-saving trick.

    This time, for the sake of his father's reputation, he did it without caring about anything else.

    Changsun Qiuxu stood blankly, looked at Lin Pingzhi who was sitting down, then looked at the people around him, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I lost!"

    After saying that, he turned around and left, having no face to see everyone again.

    Everyone was talking a lot and looked at Lin Pingzhi with surprise. They all knew the name of Bibo Swordsman, but they never expected that he would be defeated by Lin Pingzhi.

    Although Lin Pingzhi did not look at the crowd, his brows were filled with excitement. He turned to Xiao Yuesheng and said apologetically: "Xiao Yuesheng, are you not surprised?"

      Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand and said with a gentle smile: "The fact that you can learn my sword moves is because of your high understanding. Is there anything strange about it?!"

    Lin Pingzhi was relieved. He didn't want to use this move in front of Xiao Yuesheng. The situation just now forced him to use the move. After sitting down, he felt worried. After all, he secretly learned martial arts, but he was a great master in the martial arts.  avoid.

    Linghu Chong drank his wine and glanced at Xiao Yuesheng's face. He was very smart and already had some understanding.

    Yilin didn't care about the outcome of her martial arts skills. Seeing that he was fine and no one was injured, she felt happy. She clasped her white jade-like little hands together and said softly: "Master Lin, your ability to avoid hurting others is truly a blessing!"  "

    Lin Pingzhijun blushed. He had never killed anyone before. When he did it, he looked calm on the outside but extremely nervous on the inside. Now that he thought about it, he doubted whether it was really him who could be so calm and end up fighting like a ghost.  And when he wins, it's as if there is an invisible force controlling him.

    He was lost in thought and fell silent. Xiao Yuesheng talked to Linghu Chong and talked about some martial arts affairs, making everyone Xie Yi smile.

    After drinking a few glasses of wine, they wanted to check out and leave. They had already stood up when a man walked upstairs, attracting everyone's attention.

    This person looks really weird. He is fat and stooped, with patches of black and white on his face. He is extremely ugly and makes people forget about him.

    Seeing him coming up, Lin Pingzhi showed a look of disgust, which flashed across his face, and hurriedly whispered: "Let's leave later."

    Xiao Yuesheng and the others had no objection and sat down.

    "Deng, Deng, Deng" footsteps sounded, and then another person came up. It was a burly man, but it was Pan Hong.

    He walked up the stairs, his eyes looking forward and majestic. He glanced around and saw Xiao Yuesheng. He waved his hand hurriedly and walked over quickly and said, "Brother, have you seen that guy Tian Boguang?"

    Xiao Yuesheng stood up, pointed to the seat next to him, shook his head and sighed: "He ran away! I can only avenge the third son one day."

    Pan Hou sat down at the seat he pointed at, shook his head and sighed, gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "Tian Boguang, Tian Boguang!"

    Immediately, Xiao Yuesheng introduced everyone to Pan Hou.

    Pan Hou suddenly turned from anger to joy. Linghu Chong had a long history. He had been famous for a long time. He didn't expect him to be so young. He even said a few words about his long-admired name.

    Linghu Chong returned the favor with his fists clasped and spoke with a smile, without any airs.

    Seeing Yilin, she was even more happy and said with a smile: "I am Brother Xiao's sworn brother, and you are Brother Xiao's sworn sister, then she is my sister!"

    Yi Lin shyly stepped forward to greet her, while Pan Hou touched the brocade clothes and finally shook his head helplessly: "Oh, it's such an unlucky day. I don't have anything on my body. I'll pay it back another day!"

    Yilin said no, her voice was soft, like the buzzing of mosquitoes. She was a little reserved in front of this bold elder brother.

    After talking for a while, several people got up and left back to Yanlou.

    Back in the small courtyard, Xiao Yuesheng advised Lin Pingzhi to go back to Fuzhou City and not join in the fun in Hengshan City. There were too many masters there. If you were not careful, you could cause trouble. If the Fuwei Escort Agency was implicated, it would be a troublesome matter.

    Although Lin Pingzhi wanted to join in the fun, seeing Xiao Yuesheng's persistence, he had no choice but to agree to go home to report that he was safe, and he also worried about his parents.

    In the evening, Pan Hou and Linghu Chong went out to drink. They were both good drinkers. When they got together, they quickly became like old friends and became very close to each other.

    Pan Hou showed off the fine wines he had collected over the past year, and Linghu Chong was so envious that he wanted to see if he was bragging. Pan Hou pulled Xiao Yuesheng over and asked him to testify, because these fine wines were all  The two of them drank together.

    Xiao Yuesheng joined in, had a discussion, and evaluated the pros and cons. Linghu Chong was even more itchy. Finally, the alcohol bug in his stomach got into trouble and he took Pan Hou out to drink together.

    Xiao Yuesheng did not join in and stayed in the house to continue practicing.

    He sat on the couch, stretched out his hand, pushed open the window, and looked at the sky. The afterglow of the setting sun was shining, and the clouds in the western sky were brilliant and charming.

    He suddenly slapped his forehead, remembered something, got off the bed, left the house, stood in the courtyard, and called Yi Lin out loudly.

    Yilin lived in the west wing of the small courtyard. When she heard Xiao Yuesheng's call, she hurriedly ran out. She was wearing a loose silk dress, and her face looked like white jade dyed with rouge in the sunset.

    "Brother, what are you calling me for?" Yi Lin asked, tilting her head, her eyes as clear as water.

    Xiao Yuesheng looked her over, and with joy in his heart, he said with a smile: "Your martial arts is too bad, Yilin."

    Yilin lowered her head and whispered:?Master said, my qualifications for practicing martial arts are not good.  "

    "Hey, your master!" Xiao Yuesheng snorted. He stayed away from Master Dingyi and couldn't bear it. But when he saw Yilin raising her head, he quickly changed his words and smiled: "Well, your master's words are good, but a  A person's martial arts skills have little to do with their qualifications."

    "Is it true?" Yi Lin showed disbelief.

    A person's aptitude has a great influence on martial arts. Like Brother Linghu, even if he is extremely talented, otherwise, no matter how hard he practices, it will be difficult to become a master.

    Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s expression was serious: ¡°When did eldest brother lie to you?!¡±

    Yilin tilted her head, thought for a moment, and shook her head.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled, stretched out his hand, and said in a warm voice: "Extend your hand."

    Yilin didn¡¯t know what he was going to do, but she didn¡¯t hesitate and stretched out her slender hand, like a piece of white jade.

    Xiao Yuesheng grabbed her little hand and pressed his fingers on her veins. Ignoring her flushed appearance, he probed slightly and nodded: "The internal strength is quite strong. Have you been practicing the little technique I taught you?"

    "Yes!" Yilin nodded vigorously, the blush on her face not fading, as if a grain of cinnabar fell into a clear spring, slowly melting away, curling up, and said softly: "it's very comfortable to practice, and it's fun!"

    "That's good," Xiao Yuesheng nodded slightly, and then hummed: "You have this kind of internal strength, and you will be caught by Tian Boguang?!"

    Yilin lowered her head again and whispered: "He was too fast, I couldn't react in time."

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head helplessly, with an expression of hatred for steel, and sighed, saying: "You need to be careful when practicing swordsmanship!"

    Yilin lowered her head and nodded feebly, like a little girl.

    Xiao Yuesheng really couldn't afford to be hard-hearted, so he had to slow down his voice and said warmly: "Okay, big brother will teach you a set of footwork. You can practice it well to avoid being caught by Tian Boguang next time you meet him!"

    "Don't worry, brother!" Yilin suddenly became happy and nodded vigorously like a chicken pecking at rice.

    This set of footwork is not complicated, only eight steps. It is based on the Qimen Dunjia. It has the effect of a formation and can confuse the opponent's facial features.

    Yilin practiced so much that she didn't stop until the sky darkened and the sun set. She was already familiar with it.
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