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- Chapter 562 Invitation
Dharma King Danfeng sat on the stage, frowned, and pushed out his right palm flatly.
The rainwater between the two of them condensed into a lotus. It hit Xiao Yuesheng as fast as a meteor. Then his left palm came out again, and a water lotus formed. His right palm came out again, and another lotus formed.
In the blink of an eye, five water lilies formed a string, as fast as meteors, and hit them instantly.
Xiao Yuesheng remained motionless. When Shui Lian came closer, his wrist trembled and the lightning flashed away. No one could catch the trace of the long sword.
¡°Chi¡ª!¡± Like torn clothes and silk, five water lotuses splashed all over the sky, turning into rain and falling down.
Xiao Yuesheng held a long sword and said calmly: "Master, if your skills stop here, forget it!"
Dharma King Danfeng smiled lightly: "Young Master Xiao is good at swordsmanship, I admire it. I also have a set of Vajra Haimu Fist, please give me your review."
After saying that, he punched with his right fist.
"Woo" A faint whimper suddenly sounded, and people were in a trance. A figure appeared in front of them, with a slim waist and a graceful figure, like a graceful girl.
The drizzle between the two of them turned into a water ball, as big as a fist and shaped like an oval, and it instantly arrived in front of Xiao Yuesheng.
"Zheng" A clear chant suddenly sounded, Xiao Yuesheng bent his fingers and flicked the sword, making a clear sound.
People suddenly woke up and saw a flash of sword light and the water ball split into two.
Xiao Yuesheng looked relaxed and shook his head, as if to say that this punch was really not enough.
"Okay!" Dharma King Danfeng stood up from the table, flashed, drew a series of figures, and punched Xiao Yuesheng in front of him.
Xiao Yuesheng retreated quickly, the sword light flashed, water splashed everywhere, and the sky was filled with white mist.
Dharma King Danfeng came in again and punched again. The front of him seemed to collapse, and all the rainwater condensed into a ball the size of a fist, and he let out another whimpering sound.
Xiao Yuesheng suddenly let out a loud laugh, which made the sound stop the clouds. He sent the long sword forward, pierced into the water polo, and shook slightly.
"Boom!" The water ball exploded suddenly, splashing water, and water droplets fell to the ground. There was a "boom boom" sound, and the ground was covered with honeycomb-like holes.
Dharma King Danfeng retreated quickly, his big reddish-brown sleeves waving, covering him like a red cloud.
He stopped three feet away and looked down at his sleeves. He saw that his sleeves were riddled with holes, shot through countless small holes, and they were in tatters.
These moves were so fast that even though the surroundings were as bright as day, people couldn't see them clearly. They only saw a flash of light and shadow, and then the two of them separated.
Xiao Yuesheng still held his long sword flat and smiled lightly.
However, Dharma King Danfeng was in a miserable state, with a sullen face and tattered sleeves. Fortunately, his body was intact, but it did not damage the demeanor of a generation of eminent monks.
"Master, are you still competing?" Xiao Yuesheng asked with a faint smile.
Dharma King Danfeng sighed: "Young Master Xiao has such deep inner strength!"
"My skills are too small to be worthy of elegance, so the master is laughing at me!" Xiao Yuesheng said, brows furrowing: "I also have a few sword techniques, please give me a review by the master!"
After saying that, the sword flashed, and the tip of the sword had already reached the chest of Dharma King Danfeng. The distance of three feet seemed to be non-existent, and he stepped over in one step.
Dharma King Danfeng clenched his right palm, stepped diagonally and stepped back quickly.
The sword light flashed again, Danfeng Dharma King suddenly snorted and struck hard with his left palm, and then the sword light flashed again.
The figure of Dharma King Danfeng stagnated, Xiao Yuesheng also stopped, and both of them stopped moving, as if they were still.
Xiao Yuesheng's sword was tilted out, and the tip of the sword pierced both palms of Dharma King Danfeng. The left and right palms were strung together like candied haws.
Dharma King Danfeng could not move, as if he was frozen, his face looked extremely ugly.
"Accept." Xiao Yuesheng slowly drew out the tip of his sword.
The rainwater immediately fell on the sword and mixed with the blood. The sword body suddenly trembled, the rainwater and blood fell at the same time, and the sword was as clean as new.
Dharma King Danfeng clasped his palms together and said in a deep voice: "Young Master Xiao's swordsmanship is sharp, and I am not as good as me."
His palms moved as usual, no blood flowed, and his face was heavy, but there was no sign of pain, as if he was not injured at all, and everyone was amazed.
"However, if he loses, he loses. The winner is still a person from the Song Dynasty, and people praise him one after another.
Xiao Yuesheng returned the sword to its scabbard, clasped his fists and said, "I'm just getting started with this little swordsmanship. If you want to learn truly superb swordsmanship, master, you might as well take a walk. I'm sure you'll encounter one. Farewell!"
After saying that, he smiled slightly, turned around, jumped, and fluttered off the high platform.
The crowd rushed over and hugged him. They all tried to get close to him or praised him, saying that he had brought glory to our Song Dynasty. Well done, a real man.
Xiao Yuesheng walked slowly, nodding and smiling, keeping his feet on his feet and moving around.The crowds of people couldn't help but give way, as if being pushed by an invisible force.
"Hey, Xiao, stop!" Suddenly a crisp shout sounded, suppressing everyone's voices, and everyone turned their heads to look.
A young maid in green clothes stood with her arms akimbo, pointing at Xiao Yuesheng: "Xiao Yuesheng, my lady saw that your swordsmanship was good, and she wanted to compete with you!"
Xiao Yuesheng looked around and saw a young girl in yellow standing behind the maid in green. She was as beautiful as a flower, like a lily blooming quietly.
The drizzle wet her face, like water roses, and her face seemed to drive away the night.
The girl in the yellow shirt was generous and generous. She nodded lightly to Xiao Yuesheng and clasped her fists: "Xiao Shaoxia, let's make friends through martial arts. Please¡ª¡ª!"
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head: "Young lady's invitation should not be declined, but I do have something to do. Let's wait for another day."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
He is now in a peaceful state of mind and is not attached to things. Even when he sees such a beautiful woman, he is no longer as easily moved as before. He just has a faint sense of appreciation, like seeing a beautiful and attractive flower.
"Hey, you are so insincere!" the young maid in green scolded, "You didn't ask our lady's name at all!"
Xiao Yuesheng gave a bitter smile, shook his head, walked slowly without stopping, the crowd made way, and in the blink of an eye he was out of the temple gate.
He looked back and breathed a sigh of relief. The enthusiasm of everyone was really too much for him.
"However, this taste is not bad. Although he lives in the capital, he lives a hermit's life, always staying away from the world and rarely getting along with ordinary people. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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