Green mountains and green waters, misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.
Delicate raindrops floated in the sky.
Li Chungang stood under the willow tree by the lake and looked at Pei Qing.
Pei Qing stood with his sword in hand, his face solemn.
Li Chungang looked at him and said slowly: "Boy, if you lose to me later, don't cry."
Pei Qing looked at the lake and said nothing, just holding the Ming Suzaku beside him.
The willow branches by the lake trembled in the wind.
Pei Qing closed his eyes, bent his right arm slightly, raised his right palm slowly, and twirled his left thumb and index finger, as if he was waiting for something, and as if he was gathering momentum, waiting for the sword to be drawn.
Li Chungang stepped lightly and stood firmly on the lake without any ripples.
At the same time, Pei Qing finally opened his eyes.
He pointed his right hands together and pointed out fiercely.
"Uh-huh!"
His big sleeves danced, and a bright sword light suddenly bloomed.
The sword light reached about ten feet in front of Li Chungang in an instant, causing a splash of water.
This sword is as fast as lightning.
Before the sword arrives, the strong wind has already arrived.
Li Chungang's temples were scraped, revealing a strand of long silver-gray hair. His clothes were bulging. There was already a slender stone between the index and middle fingers of his right hand. When Pei Qing's sword came, he Press down with your finger, and the stones will shoot out immediately.
The stone under his finger was like a spiritual snake, attacking towards Pei Qing's sword light.
"boom!"
The two forces collided together.
Li Chungang remained motionless.
But Pei Qing took seven or eight steps back before he stopped. He couldn't help but admired: "Is this the Green Snake with Two Sleeves?"
Li Chungang did not respond, still standing quietly.
Pei Qing stared into his eyes again.
There were stars in Li Chungang's eyes, sword intent, and many things he couldn't understand.
He calmed down and pointed out again.
This finger is still as fast as thunder.
Li Chungang's palms danced in the wind, he picked up a piece of catkin and drew a circle in front of him.
Catkins fell and turned into a rain of swords all over the sky.
Hundreds of willow leaves are like swords.
The sword was like a forest sea, covering him.
The sound of the sword was deafening.
Pei Qing's eyebrows raised and his eyes became sharper.
A satisfied smile appeared on the corner of Li Chungang's mouth, and he said: "Your swordsmanship is not bad. I like you to use this method to compete, because at this time, you have the calmest mentality and can best find flaws. Unfortunately, your swordsmanship My understanding is still a bit lacking.”
Pei Qing remained silent.
He was indeed looking for Li Chungang's flaws.
But when he wanted to find a flaw, he found that he could never catch the old sword god's flaw. Every move and every move he made happened to block all possible attack routes.
Li Chungang's eyes narrowed and his expression became focused.
His index and middle fingers shot out two inches of sword energy in an instant, forcing Pei Qing back. Then his body swayed slightly and disappeared from the spot as if he had teleported.
When he appeared again, he was already at Pei Qing's side, his fingers stabbing Pei Qing's chest like sharp arrows.
The speed of this finger was so fast that even Pei Qing could not see it clearly.
However, Pei Qing's right hand was raised very naturally, and the trajectory of this finger happened to fall on his wrist.
Li Chungang's eyes were as deep as a pool, but they still showed some surprise.
This finger turned out to be in vain.
Pei Qing looked at him indifferently.
Li Chungang's expression returned to his Gujing Wubo state. He stretched out his second finger and pointed towards Pei Qing.
This finger is still weird and unpredictable.
Pei Qing did not dodge anymore, and his right hand moved towards Li Chungang's finger.
Their fingers touched each other's fingers almost at the same time.
Pei Qing's pupils suddenly shrank.
There was a look of horror in his eyes.
This time, he felt it even more strongly.
This was a feeling I had never experienced before. The sword intent contained in Li Chungang's simple finger far surpassed that of Ye Gucheng, and was even better than the sword intent he felt when he saw Li Chungang and Wang Xianzhi fighting in Emperor Wu City that day. Even more pure and strong.
What kind of state is this?
Pei Qing couldn't imagine it at all, because he had no understanding of his own swordsmanship, and he couldn't figure out Li Chungang's path at all.
"boom!"
His figure flew out upside down.
The next second, Li Chungang's third finger was already on his throat.
Li Chungang looked at him calmly and said lightly: "You lost."
Pei Qing did not argue. He had indeed lost. After leaving Xiyue from Emperor Wu City, this was his first defeat, and he was defeated completely.
Li Chungang looked at him and said without hesitation: "It's hard to imagine that Ye Gucheng, who has been famous for so many years, would lose to you?"
"Your swordsmanship is very good, but your understanding of the way of the sword is very poor. You have not honed your swordsmanship. Even though your practice speed is much faster than ordinary people, your sword is still too weak. If it were me today When you were at your peak, you would definitely not be able to stop my three moves."
His figure disappeared into the hazy drizzle, leaving only one sentence, "Your sword is not pure enough, you need to find your own sword heart."
Pei Qing stood there without moving, his breathing became rapid, he pursed his lips tightly, and his head was buzzing.
Every word Li Chungang said just now was like a giant hammer hitting his chest hard.
Ever since he watched Ye Gucheng knock on his sword to activate the system, he had never lost. He even went to Feixian Island and defeated Ye Gucheng. This smooth journey without any setbacks made him not believe that he would lose.
But this time, he really lost.
With just three fingers, he lost to this old swordsman who had lost his arm and fell into a state of decline.
"What is a sword?"
Pei Qing stepped lightly on the lake surface with his feet and floated in the middle of the lake.
His heart was extremely confusing, and no one could understand the emotions in his heart at this moment.
His head was slightly lowered, his gaze fell on the lake, and he murmured: "My swordsmanship..."
"Yes, my swordsmanship..."
"I once said, if one sword doesn't work, then use two swords. If two swords don't work, then use three swords. If three swords don't work, then use nine swords. If nine swords don't work, then I will use thousands of swords!"
"Once the sword is drawn, you must believe that you will not lose!"
As soon as he thought of this, Pei Qing's thoughts suddenly came to his mind, and a burst of light suddenly burst out in his eyes.
The lotus leaves in the lake undulated with the water waves, and countless low-pitched sword sounds came from the surrounding water waves, like thousands of swords being unsheathed at the same time.
His eyes became sharper and sharper, his body became more and more slender, his long black hair danced wildly under the sword energy escaping from his body, and his eyes became deeper, like the night of the galaxy.
The next second, he slashed out with one finger.
A white sword light appeared out of thin air in front of Pei Qing, and spread several feet away in the blink of an eye.
Cut off the lake with one sword!
Endless style.
On this day, a white rainbow pierced the sun in Qinghu County.
…………
Inn.
Xu Fengnian was sitting at the table drinking tea. When he saw Li Chungang walking in, he asked, "So fast? Which of you won?"
"Aren't you talking nonsense?" Li Chungang rolled his eyes at him and said, "Do you think anyone else in this world can defeat me?"
Xu Fengnian was stunned when he heard this, then burst into laughter and said, "As a senior, why are you so shameless?"
Li Chungang shook his head and said, "What do you know? That boy is a malleable talent, but he is young and frivolous. If I don't wake him up today, he will lose miserably when he challenges the other nine sword masters."
Xu Fengnian poured a cup of tea for Li Chungang, handed it over, and asked: "How do you know he wants to challenge other kendo masters? He is now the ninth best kendo master in the world. This is an honor that many people will never be able to touch in their lifetime."
Li Chungang took the tea, took a sip, and said: "Because if I were his age and had such swordsmanship, I would definitely challenge other swordsman masters and aspire to be the best in swordsmanship!"
Xu Fengnian looked at him with a half-smile and said, "Speaking of this, it shouldn't be easy for you to win, right?"
Li Chungang looked at him with a frown and said, "What do you mean by this?"
Xu Fengnian pointed at the back of his hand and smiled: "Look at the back of your hand."
Li Chungang frowned slightly when he heard this, followed his gaze and lowered his head to look at the back of his hand.
There was a white mark there.
This white mark is not obvious. If you don't look carefully, you may miss it.
His eyes were dull, and after a while, he murmured: "How did he do it?"
Xu Fengnian asked in confusion: "What are you muttering about?"
"Tell me, how did that kid do it?" Li Chungang turned to ask Xu Fengnian, with unconcealable surprise in his eyebrows.
"What are you talking about? I don't understand." Xu Fengnian spread his hands. He didn't understand what happened to Li Chungang and why he suddenly became a little crazy.
"You don't understand?" Li Chungang was stunned. His eyes widened and he said, "How could you kid not understand?"
Xu Fengnian scratched his head in distress. He really didn't understand, but he knew that it must have something to do with Pei Qing.
Li Chungang's expression gradually became solidified, his face was gloomy and uncertain, and he murmured: "I didn't even notice the stinky boy's sword attack. Could it be that I lost?"
"What are you talking about again?" Xu Fengnian couldn't help but ask again. He couldn't hear Li Chungang's murmur clearly at all.
Li Chungang had a blank look on his face. He looked at Xu Fengnian, then looked out the door and murmured: "It's nothing, I just suddenly felt old."
Yesterday's flowers are gone, and the world is gone.
The wind ruffled the white hair at his temples and brushed his cheeks. This old swordsman who had been famous for decades had a rare hint of melancholy in his eyes.
He suddenly remembered that he was no longer the all-powerful kendo leader.
Li Chungang drank the tea in the cup, stood up, looked at Xu Fengnian and said seriously: "Xu boy, it's time for me to send you back to Beiliang."
"So fast?" Xu Fengnian was stunned.
Li Chungang didn't speak, and left the box without saying a word, walking downstairs. His back looked a little forlorn.
Xu Fengnian looked at his back blankly, and suddenly sighed and said: "As soon as I entered the world, the years have rushed by, and I haven't even had enough to eat yet!"
