Chapter 149 Chapter 149 Poetry Soul Ci Poetry Sword

Gao Bai saw the words on Sinan's entry card, and said in surprise, "Who kicked you into the loser's bracket?" Si Nan smiled embarrassedly: "Unexpected accident." Then quickly changed the subject: "Let's go back to the city." They returned to the nearest village and were about to leave through the teleportation array when they suddenly heard a player say that there was a fight ahead. Sinan became curious and went with Gao Yao and others. The fighters were already surrounded by crowds, blocking the street tightly. Gao Yao pushed Nie Xiaowu to Sinan and said, "I'll leave it to you." Then he lightly jumped onto the roof next to the street.

The attributes of Gaodao are all very balanced, but his abilities are also very balanced without a watch. His internal strength is much higher than that of others, but his Qinggong is not good at jumping high and low. It is no problem to jump on the roof by himself. But it is a bit difficult to bring a Nie Xiaowu. Si Nan helped Nie Xiaowu to follow Gao Dai's footsteps to the room, and Wu Gou and Po Jun also went up to the roof together. They were condescending and had a clear view of the scene in the crowd. At a glance, Sinan knew why there were so many people watching. On the fighting arena, more than ten people besieged a swordsman. The swordsman had a gentle appearance, but his eyebrows were like sharp blades, outlining an extraordinary heroic spirit, and the long sword in his hand, the moves he swung were even more ingenious, and his posture was graceful. People are fascinated.

His face was pale, and he looked faintly defeated under the siege of more than a dozen people, but he still managed to hold on. Although he was at a disadvantage, he did not panic. It's no exaggeration to say that most of the onlookers were attracted by his wonderful moves. Si Nan looked at the attacks of both sides, and found that the martial arts of the dozen or so people besieged were not very strong, and their speed and strength were only at an ordinary level. Only one of them's martial arts could barely catch the eye, but it was barely enough.Facing such an enemy, the swordsman with wonderful sword moves was so reluctant to deal with it, and he was not a master at all.

However, after spending so long, Sinan had some discernment. He could see that it was actually an extremely superb swordsmanship, but the swordsman himself could not bring out the power of martial arts. Is it because the learning time is too short?Or maybe it's because of the lower level. The young swordsman narrowed his eyes, and whispered: "The scenery in Saixia is beautiful, and the geese in Hengyang go without paying attention..." He staggered, as if he was drunk, avoiding the sword that was swung at him, but he could not completely avoid it. Open, there are two more wounds on his body, "Sounds rise from all sides, thousands of miles away. The long smoke sets and the lonely city is closed." The sword light spread out and spread in four directions. In an instant, around his body, appeared Four different angles, a fan shape made of sword light, the fan shape on all sides looks random at first glance, but when you look closely, there is a kind of lonely and desolate beauty.

The four fans cut two enemies, then suddenly contracted and closed, turning into an arc of light, with the swordsman's body as the center, like the afterglow of the setting sun, soft and intoxicating. Within the arc light, a sword shadow stretched and fluttered like a ghost, as invisible as a curious smoke, and injured two people in an instant. It was clearly a murderous swordsmanship, but in the eyes of everyone at this time, it did not contain any fireworks, and even the bloody smell was much lessened. What he recited in his mouth was Fan Zhongyan's "The Pride of the Fisherman". The beautiful and desolate poem appeared in the fight, not only did he not feel out of balance, but unexpectedly harmonious.

Si Nan originally thought that Xiao Cai's sword moves were extremely handsome, but unexpectedly, what he saw today opened his eyes. The swordsman made two moves to turn the situation around, but spit out a mouthful of blood with a "wow". Si Nan was intoxicated watching, when he suddenly heard Wu Gou's surprised "Huh", turned his head to look, Wu Gou and him explained in a low voice: "Do you still remember the lone masters in the rivers and lakes I told you about?" ? This person is one of them, he is weak, and his swordsmanship is called the most elegant martial arts in the whole Jianghu."

Si Nan thought for a while, and said: "The martial arts are the most elegant in the whole world. I don't think it's bad, but he doesn't seem to be a master?" Clean, how can it be so embarrassing to deal with it like Shiwei? Wu Gou also said strangely: "That's right, there are rumors in the world that he is very powerful. Could it be that the rumors are too exaggerated?" Nie Xiaowu, who had been quietly squatting next to them, suddenly said, "That's not true, that man called Shi Wei was poisoned, it seems to be poison like Ruanjin powder, and now he can use 100% of his original martial arts. The fourth achievement is very good." He is learning poison art recently, although the skill is not perfect, but he can still see some clues.

Shiwei panted hard, exhaled a breath of foul air from his chest, raised his sleeves to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth, calmly looked at the enemies around him, and suddenly smiled contemptuously, the arrogance and stubbornness in his brows were fully revealed, and then he continued to chant Said: "A glass of turbid wine is home for thousands of miles. Yan Ran has not been reined in, and there is no plan. The ground is full of frost. People can't sleep..." I saw that he suddenly cut the horizontal sword backwards, as if he was about to kill himself, the edge of the sword was a few inches higher, and the tip of the sword almost touched his lips. At this moment, he suddenly leaned back, the long sword was almost touching Watching his face pass by flatly, he turned to the enemy behind him, and his body also moved along with the long sword, turning over every now and then, as light as a bird.

This sword was aimed at the person standing behind him, the one with the highest martial arts among the dozen or so people, who seemed to be the leader. His move was beautiful and dangerous, and he was about to reverse the defeat. The audience applauded, but Nie Xiaowu exclaimed: "Ah!" He suddenly remembered that when he was learning poison with that sloppy NPC Taoist priest named Ge Zhenjun, the Taoist priest had told him that it is best not to forcefully use the gong for any poison such as Huagong, otherwise the situation may be even worse. Sinan was about to ask what's the matter, but Gao Yao couldn't hold back anymore and jumped down to block the lead enemy's attack on Shiwei. Sinan also reacted and jumped down, took two steps forward, holding the sword and slumped halfway through the move. The downfall.

"Who are you?" The leader was shocked and angrily said by Gao Yao's powerful internal force. Gao Tiao smiled, and tore off the cloak he had just put on with a flick of a brush, revealing a gleaming golden armor. "He's Gao Dance!" Someone from the onlookers exclaimed, and Gao Dance enjoyed the feeling of being recognized as a master, standing very comfortably. Si Nan curled his lips, and casually stuffed a medicine into Shiwei's mouth to prevent him from accidentally hanging up. When Po Jun jumped down, he rolled up his sleeves and brought Nie Xiaowuyi with him, while Wu Gou squatted on the roof with nothing to do. .

The leader's eyes lingered on Gao Yao, Si Nan, and Po Jun for a few seconds in turn, and then said simply: "Withdraw!" A dozen or so people went into the crowd and dispersed. Gao Dai, who didn't fight, was a little disappointed, but the enemy had already dispersed among the crowd, and he couldn't kill them all, so he had to turn his head to see the situation. Nie Xiaowu stretched out a few fingers and pinched Shiwei's wrist. After making a diagnosis for a while, he said, "It is probably a medicine like Sangong, which is taken orally, and may have some other negative effects. More specifically, I judge No, the maker of the drug is much smarter than me. The effect of this drug is generally time-limited, and the effect will disappear automatically after the time passes. However, due to the special properties of the drug, it cannot be recovered by taking the detoxification pills sold by the system. Clear the poison." He cast his eyes on Shiwei for confirmation, the latter smiled slightly, nodded and said, "The situation is similar to what you said, some of them worked in the teahouse, and took the opportunity of delivering tea and snacks to poison, I took three detoxification pills, no It's getting better... the internal strength has been weakened by about 40%, with a weakened negative state, and the speed and power have all declined." Poetry Soul Ci Po swordsmanship is a very special set of martial arts. The older the poetry dynasty, the greater the power of the swordsmanship. I just learned swordsmanship not long ago, and I can only use a few poems from the Qing Dynasty. With the level of swordsmanship, level and With the improvement of internal strength, he was gradually able to use Ming, Yuan, and Song works, but due to being drugged, the upper limit of his internal strength temporarily dropped, and the works of the Five Dynasties and Song Ci martial arts became unusable. Just now he forcibly performed Fan Zhongyan's " "Fisherman's Pride", but he suffered a lot of internal injuries. 30% for internal injuries. Shiwei looked at his attributes, smiled slightly, then adjusted his breathing, stood up with force, and said to Sinan and the others: "Thank you for your help, I should go now." Si Nan said worriedly: "It's not good for you to leave like this, those people may come back." He smiled casually, and said: "Their goal has been achieved, and there is no need to go back." He glanced at the entry card lying quietly in the storage bracelet, but did not take it out for a closer look, because this card It's useless. The time limit for the ring battle is 20 minutes. If one side is less than five minutes after the start of the match, it will be regarded as giving up automatically. He is already late now, and even if he can arrive, he will not be able to defeat his opponent in his injured state. His opponent is the leader of the Glory Alliance, Guanghui. Watching Shiwei walk away, Wu Gou jumped off the roof, and said uncertainly: "I don't know, I remember correctly, the leader of the group just now is a bit like a member of the Glory Alliance, but because he is not a high-ranking member of the Alliance, I Not familiar with." Gao Dance suddenly yelled, and shouted: "Oops, my game is about to start, Anan, goodbye!" After finishing speaking, he pulled Nie Xiaowu up and ran towards the teleportation formation. When Po Jun heard Gao Yao shouting so, he quickly took out his entry card to look at it, and after seeing it, he hurriedly said goodbye to Sinan. He came to help Sinan during the gap between games. Sinan's expression changed drastically, and he quickly took out his entry card, only to realize that he was even worse. The time for the competition was up, and if he didn't rush to the Yanwu Hall to participate in the defeat within five minutes after the start of the competition, he would lose even this last chance to stand up up. Several people ran away one by one, leaving only Wu Gou standing there with a wry smile: "I'm the only idler left now, what should I do?"

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Notes: Poetry Soul Ci Po Sword actually comes from a novel I read when I was a child. It is a fusion of the hero's martial arts Poetic Soul Ci Po Palm Technique and Jin Daxia's Tang Poetry Sword Technique.