"Of course! I have long said that if we can defeat our little brother Qin, not only this Xu's thoughtful note, but also all the other treasures will be given away."
Xiang Wentian said boldly.
Originally, Xiang Wentian was worried that Qin Yu would use his famous martial arts skills and kill him.
But now it seems that Qin Yu has a good grasp of the situation.
"Well!"
The bald pen man stood up and waved his hand, and the servants in the distance walked towards the manor after understanding.
Soon after, he placed the ink and inkstone on the pavilion and poured the ink into the inkstone.
The judge pen in the bald pen man's hand began to be dipped in ink.
"The ink dipped in this bald pen man is made from special medicinal materials. If the ink is stained on the skin, it will leave deep marks that will never be washed off and cannot be scraped off with a knife!"
Xiang Wentian explained to Qin Yu in a low voice.
"snort!"
But Yaoyue snorted disdainfully at the side.
This ink is somewhat similar to the ink jade plum blossoms in Yihua Palace, but the ink jade plum blossoms are countless times better than this ink.
It is no exaggeration to call the ink jade plum blossom a treasure of heaven and earth. It is as black as pure lacquer, as fine as mutton fat, with delicate texture, smooth and elegant. Being able to understand all things, it can also achieve the effects of prolonging life and improving the mind.
Xiang Wentian was slightly startled.
Why does this woman always look contemptuous?
But he continued: "Back then, when many martial arts masters were fighting against Jiangnanxi friends, the one who had the biggest headache was this bald pen man. He would accidentally draw a circle on his face, or make a cross, or even write something on his face. One or two words will make them invisible for life!"
"For many people, it would be better to be stabbed or have an arm cut off than to have it smeared on their face."
It's not that he's worried about Qin Yu's martial arts, he's just worried about accidentally hitting him.
Qin Yu's face was originally very attractive, but if it was destroyed, I'm afraid the two palace masters of Yihua Palace would not let him go.
"I see!"
Qin Yu nodded. In the final analysis, it was still a matter of strength.
The judge's pen is like a blade. If you are scratched by the blade, you have to pay the price in blood, and if you are scratched by the judge's pen, you have to pay the price in face.
"It's okay. If he dares to draw your face, I will draw his whole body and kill him!"
Yao Yue said with an indifferent expression.
"this……"
Qin Yu looked at Yao Yue in surprise.
The words were not loud, but everyone at the scene heard them clearly.
However, due to the identity of the master, Huang Zhonggong and others did not have an attack.
It's right for young people to say harsh words before a fight.
But the bald pen man looked a little ugly.
This clearly did not take him seriously.
"This little brother Qin, watch your moves!"
After dipping it in ink, he jumped up and the judge pen in his hand turned into a magic weapon, like a sword, with many changes and full of inner strength.
What he used was his signature martial arts, the Shigu acupuncture technique.
Incorporating calligraphy into Judge's brushwork, the brushwork is varied vertically and horizontally.
"Let little brother Qin appreciate the power of General Pei's poems first!"
As the judge's pen in his hand continues to outline, it is like a sword striking people, using moves to hit people's vital points. There are a total of twenty-three characters, each character ranging from three moves to sixteen characters.
Facing this flowing offensive, Qin Yu did not take out any weapons, but just used his ethereal footwork to dodge continuously.
After an offensive, the bald penman suddenly found that the words he wrote did not touch Qin Yu at all.
It can even be said that the opponent dodged his attack with great ease, and his strange movements really made the bald pen man confused.
"Come again!"
"This is the "Bameng Mountain Inscription" written by Zhang Fei, the great general of the Shu Han Dynasty!"
The bald penman turned his backhand and once again launched the next round of offensive, penetrating the center with force and dignity.
The sharp edge is out, the sword is at war, and the attitude is upright and downright, showing the bravery.
Still integrating calligraphy into the judge's pen, the attack roared like a torrent.
Qin Yu continued to dodge, letting the sky collapse and the earth collapse, and the attack was like a tide. His figure was like a white ghost, and the judge's pen still couldn't touch it at all.
"Good form!"
The bald pen man exclaimed.
No matter whether he is sick or brave, there is still nothing he can do.
The most frightening thing is that Bald Pen Weng didn't even notice which movement technique Qin Yu used.
It seems to have the strengths of hundreds of schools of thought, but it is also very different from many body techniques.
Really confused.
As everyone knows, Qin Yu has long mastered the movement skills of many sects, fused the essences of them, and used his strong internal power to activate them.
Naturally, the bald pen man couldn't figure out the origin of his movements.
After General Pei finished writing his poem, he still felt lonely.
"Come again! This is cursive script, written by Huai Su himself!"
The bald man gritted his teeth and said loudly.
All his martial arts are a fusion of calligraphy that he is proud of, and he wants to rely on the edge of calligraphy to complete the combination of civil and military skills.
The judge's pen in his hand was waving again, just like the madness in cursive script. The strokes were erratic and irregular, making it impossible to see the context of the strokes.
If you want to appreciate the beauty of calligraphy, the calligraphy of the Bald Pen Man really has a very high charm. The calligrapher's house has made great achievements in calligraphy.
However, Qin Yu's understanding of martial arts is beyond the reach of ordinary people.
No matter how erratic the bald penman's calligraphy was, Qin Yu could still see its context clearly.
The figure was ethereal, swift and strange, waiting for the last stroke of the bald pen man to insert into Qin Yu's chest.
Qin Yu sneered, "It's just a show!"
The long sword in his hand was still in the scabbard. Qin Yu flashed and patted the scabbard to his side.
"clang!"
The scabbard happened to hit the bald pen man's judge's pen.
An extremely deep internal force accompanies it, rushing towards Bald Pen Weng like a mountain bearing down on top.
The bald pen man never thought that the young man in front of him would have such terrifying internal power. Before he could react, the judge pen in his hand was slapped to the ground.
"I……"
The bald pen man looked at the judge's pen on the ground dejectedly, and a sense of powerlessness arose spontaneously.
Everyone saw clearly that Bald Pen Weng was no match for this young man.
What else is there to fight? The two sides are not at all the same level of warriors.
He tried his best, but the opponent didn't even take a breath, the gap was too obvious.
"Although the words written by the judge's pen are beautiful, in terms of martial arts, they are like a three-year-old baby. The martial arts contains the meaning of calligraphy and Mingjiao. It is just nonsense!"
Qin Yu said lightly.
"You... you win if you win. Don't insult my martial arts. If I can't beat you, that's a matter of my martial arts!"
The bald pen man's face suddenly turned dark. This was the martial arts he was most proud of in his life.
How can you tolerate insults from others?
"Everyone knows that life and death are on the line when facing an enemy. Even if you go all out, you are still afraid of being defeated. How can you be elegant and pay attention to calligraphy!"
