Meng 49 sword

Chapter 117 Fast and Slow

The opponent is faster, what should I do?

In the blink of an eye, Meng Qiqi had no time to think, so he fought with Zhao Xi for more than ten times.Such a quick knife match not only makes the onlookers breathless, but also the fighters themselves are in a huge vortex of pressure, and every step cannot be missed.

Meng Qiqi was actually far less relaxed than it seemed on the surface.

It seems that Zhao Xi has not reached the limit yet, his saber skills are far superior to Meng Qiqi.If Meng Qiqi went on like this, he would either be dragged down by him, or suppressed with brute force, then this discussion would be meaningless.

If you want to learn from the sword technique, you must make a fuss about the sword technique.

What is the antonym of fast?

is slow.

But Meng Qiqi would be knocked down by Zhao Xi if she slowed down a bit, so how could she slow down?

In the extremely fast battle, Meng Qiqi's mind was spinning faster than his knife.He could feel the more and more excited sword intent from Zhao Xi's sword. Zhao Xi was very excited when he met Meng Qiqi, who dared to fight head-on with his sharp sword.

He played more and more happily, his moves became smoother, and one strike was stronger than one strike.

As a result, it became more and more difficult for Meng Qiqi to find out his weakness in his sharp knife and defeat him.Because of Zhao Xi's sword intent, it became more and more harmonious.

A circle is the most difficult figure in the world to decipher.

"Meng Qiqi is in trouble." Soon, the sharp-eyed monk saw the clue.

The others were still intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves from the exquisite sword fighting, and retorted after hearing the words: "What nonsense, Meng Xiu obviously took every knife, as long as he keeps going, Zhao Xi must be the loser. Look at Meng Qiqi like this , it seems that I haven't tried my best yet."

The other party shook his head, but no longer defended.

At this moment, Meng Qiqi stopped suddenly.

"what happened?!"

"be careful!"

There were exclamations everywhere, everyone was astonished by Meng Qiqi's actions, even Chen Boyan couldn't help frowning.He clenched his Wuwang sword tightly and stared at Meng Qiqi closely, but out of trust in Meng Qiqi, he still held back.

His little uncle is by no means a person who gives up lightly.

But the shock of everyone here is far worse than that of Zhao Xi alone.All of this happened in an instant, and his movements subconsciously paused, but the continuous momentum of the saber has become a trend, and Zhao Xi can't stop it just by saying it.

So his knife is still fast, very fast!

The bright silver knife tip came to Meng Qiqi's body in the blink of an eye, and the sky light converged at that point, and the burst of light made everyone gasp.

However, Meng Qiqi closed her eyes at this moment!

"Ah!" Someone exclaimed, but before the words finished, Zhao Xi's knife pierced through Meng Qiqi's body, leaving nothing behind.Not a single drop of blood, not a single leaf remained.

That was a phantom of Meng Qiqi, which could be broken instantly.

Zhao Xi sensed something was wrong the moment he touched it, but he couldn't hold it back.With a stagger, he hurriedly turned his head, and swung the knife, but it was empty again.

Meng Qiqi didn't take advantage of the situation to attack, he just stood not far away with his knife in hand, closed his eyes, and let the wind and leaves sway around him.Time seemed to stand still at this moment, his clothes were drooping, his temple hair was drooping, and everything was very quiet.

At this moment, he is drawing a circle in his mind - that is the circle that belongs to Zhao Xi.

He needs to keep himself calm and think, and then break through this circle.

Zhao Xi couldn't help but think to himself: Is this a mockery of himself?

The leaves were rustling all around, and there was a lot of discussion, Zhao Xi took a deep breath, and raised his saber to attack again.He quickly put the thought behind him, because he could still feel Meng Qiqi's seriousness and his fighting spirit, so there was only one choice left for him.

Only war.

But empty!

Empty again!

Meng Qiqi seemed to put all his speed on dodging, his movements were so weird and unpredictable, he was even listening to his voice to identify his position!

Is he trying to break my saber gesture like this?

Zhao Xi thought to himself, but his movements were not slow, and he immediately rushed towards him.But this time he learned his lesson, and before he arrived, a stone kicked by his feet instantly pierced through Meng Qiqi's phantom.

The phantom is broken, where is the real body?

found it!

Zhao Xi turned around in mid-air, and slashed at Meng Qiqi's real body with a sword ready to go - in this way, he undoubtedly bought himself a lot of precious time.

Will Meng Qiqi still have time to change positions?

With countless hearts pounding, the answer is yes!

Meng Qiqi's figure flickered, dodging Zhao Xi's knife just in the nick of time.But it wasn't over yet, Zhao Xi seemed to have expected it, so the knife in his right hand was switched to his left hand in the blink of an eye, and the knife in his left hand came out, stabbing at the void at a tricky and ruthless angle.

"Clang!" Hit!

Huan Shou Dao and Kill Lin finally met again.

Zhao Xi seized the opportunity he finally created, and immediately attacked.He knew that if he could keep Meng Qiqi once, it was absolutely impossible to keep him a second time.

But to his surprise, Meng Qiqi didn't seem to have the thought of dodging again, and he struck out again.But his saber is very slow, if it is used in normal times, it is an ordinary saber swing, but compared with Zhao Xi's extremely fast saber, it is too slow.

It is as slow as the spring breeze blowing willows, and as soothing as the clouds roll and the clouds relax.

He still closed his eyes, listening to the saber intent in the wind.The knife is sighing, it is a sigh like killing people and drinking blood, being pulled by the wind and illuminated by the sun, it sings alone in the sky and the earth.

Each knife has its own different voice.

"铛!" The crisp clashing sound is the rhythm in the score, and it always appears when it should appear.

But it fell into the ears of everyone, but so suddenly.They saw Zhao Xi coming down the mountain like a tiger, with a sharp knife, which made people feel palpitating.If it were for him to catch his knife, not many people present were confident enough to catch all of them.

However, Meng Qiqi's slow knife blocked Zhao Xi just right.

As if everything was God's will, his knife should have appeared in that position at that moment, exactly.And only Zhao Xi knew how much power was hidden in Meng Qiqi's seemingly slow stroke.

It was a heavy blow wrapped in a contemptuous appearance, and it only exploded at the moment of contact, knocking Zhao Xi back a few steps.

Is it a coincidence?Or did he really make an extremely accurate prediction?Zhao Xi was vigilant, but he had no choice but to keep attacking.

Slow, still slow, Meng Qiqi's knife is getting slower and slower.

But no matter how slow he was in the eyes of everyone, even everyone could see the copper rust on the knife that hadn't faded, it still stopped Zhao Xi's knife slowly.

Every time, nothing fails.

"Look, he's barely moving!"

"Now Zhao Xi is fighting around him..."

"His move...why does it have a Taoist charm?"

The onlookers talked a lot, and their curiosity was aroused by this wonderful game.It was so rare for Gai to see the situation at this time. Fast and slow coexisted in one world, which seemed strange, but actually harmonious.

Slowly, slowly, the slow actually overwhelmed the fast.

Perhaps it was because Meng Qiqi didn't move anymore, and the narrow range gave him a chance to "slow", but it was still eye-opening.

Princess Yihe had already stood beside Chen Boyan at some point, and seeing this mysterious situation, she couldn't help admiring: "Junior Uncle Gushan really lives up to his reputation, an ordinary person like me can't see the mystery here at all."

"Your Highness, don't underestimate yourself." Chen Boyan said calmly: "It sounds unbelievable to use slowness to control fastness, but that's because everyone is deceived by appearances."

"Cheated?" Princess Yihe asked.

"Little Martial Uncle's knife is slow, but his thoughts are fast." Chen Boyan said.

Hearing this, Princess Yihe was thoughtful, and when she looked again, her eyes became clearer.She said: "You said that Senior Meng has been able to find out where Zhao Xi's every knife is? So he can be so slow?"

"It's not the point, it's the weakness." Chen Boyan said.

"Weakness? What's the weakness?" From Princess Yihe's point of view, Zhao Xi's sword is so fast that she can hardly find any weaknesses.

Chen Boyan said: "Too fast is his weakness."

After the words fell, a new change suddenly appeared in the battle situation.

Zhao Xi slashed towards Meng Qiqi, but Meng Qiqi didn't avoid it at all.He didn't even have slowness, only Jing remained.The trembling eyelashes calmed down, and when the knife wind hit, a gleam of clarity finally appeared in Meng Qiqi's chaotic mind.

The next moment, his closed eyes finally opened, and Zhao Xilai's menacing knife, under Meng Qiqi's calm gaze, wiped away his arm.

Failed.

Zhao Xi missed.

One knife only pierced the thin sky-blue gauze, not even cutting Meng Qiqi's inner garment.

There was a huge wave in Zhao Xi's heart, and he was confused for a while.Meng Qiqi raised the corner of her mouth, her bright and clear eyes almost instantly saw Zhao Xi's heart.

Zhao Xi retreated quickly, but Meng Qiqi didn't chase after him.

After Zhao Xi breathed a sigh of relief and stabilized his mind, he attacked Meng Qiqi again, but the ending didn't improve at all - he started to miss continuously.

It took less than a moment for him to miss one of the first few knives and one of the last three knives.

"Huh..." Zhao Xi let out a long breath of foul air. He wanted to stabilize his knife and regain the original feeling, but he also knew that under such circumstances, he could no longer maintain his true heart.

He started to be eager, and eagerness made it easier to make mistakes.

But how?How can it be?Has his sharp knife been completely useless?

Such doubts filled his heart, he was not reconciled, but there was nothing he could do.Being defeated by the opponent in a completely different way at what they are best at, such a feeling of being aggrieved is rare in my life.

It can't go on like this.

Zhao Xi made up his mind, took a deep breath, and his momentum suddenly sank.

"The last blow." He said to himself silently in his heart, regardless of success or failure, this is the last blow.

The wind is dyed with bleakness.

Everyone noticed that this round seemed to be coming to an end, and held their breaths.

It was too late and then too soon, Zhao Xi moved.He straightly lifted the knife and slashed at Meng Qiqi, without any fancy, just a straight, full-strength knife!

Meng Qiqi didn't dare to be negligent, he chose the same way as Zhao Xi, raised the knife and rushed forward!

Sword intent!

"Dang——" the knife rang continuously, causing smoke and dust to rise everywhere, and the leaves in the forest rustled down.

Who's winning?

Everyone stretched out their hands to block the aftermath of the knife wind, and then immediately raised their eyes to wait and see.In the falling smoke and dust, the two stood five steps apart, both holding their knives.

Meng Qiqi's face was slightly pale, but her demeanor was calm.

Zhao Xi shook, blood oozing from the corner of his lips.

"Senior Meng won!"

"Meng Xiu won!"

Winning or losing has been decided, Zhao Xi wiped off the blood on his lips, and put his fists together to admit defeat: "Zhao's skills are not as good as others, and he was convinced to lose. However, the way Senior Meng responded was too mysterious, and I couldn't comprehend it for a while. I don't know if Senior can help me. Confused?"

Zhao Xi also lost magnanimously. Naturally, Meng Qiqi would not be stingy with a few words, put away the ring sword, and said with a smile: "Your quick knife is indeed very powerful. If it is purely fast, I am not your opponent. But it must be You yourself have already noticed that your speed is beyond your control."

Hearing this, Zhao Xi nodded and said, "But my sword skills are mediocre, this is my only advantage."

"No." Meng Qiqi shook her head: "Your advantage lies in your hard work and hard work for decades, and in how steady your hand is when you hold the knife. It is because of your proficiency and stability that you can be so fast. Today's monks are ten Among them, nine of them pay too much attention to the improvement of the state, use their power to overwhelm others, and win with the abundance of vitality, but—swing the sword a thousand times, its righteousness will manifest itself."

After the words fell, the onlookers were stunned.This principle sounds very common, but for today's monks, the fastest way to practice is to meditate diligently and improve one's realm.

Day after day, year after year, people like Zhao Xi who insist on swinging their knives a thousand times or ten thousand times every day are mostly people with ordinary aptitude and ordinary cultivation skills. They have walked the most difficult road .

But when everyone was amazed at Meng Qiqi's strength, they didn't know that he was also this kind of person.

Others meditate for three to five months, their clothes are spotless, and they have broken through.He rolled in the mud and survived on the tip of a knife, which may be hard to beat.

But does this give up?

No, so Zhao Xi came here and stood in front of Meng Qiqi.

Meng Qiqi likes such a person, he can feel his determination to swing the knife millions of times from his knife.

Zhao Xi asked: "Senior, what do you mean... I can only continue to practice hard to make myself more stable?"

Meng Qiqi smiled slightly: "Not necessarily, the way of heaven will not always bully honest people."

Honest man?Senior just made a joke with me?Thinking of this, Zhao Xi couldn't help laughing.

At this time, Chen Boyan stepped forward and said: "What my little uncle means is that while practicing hard, you might as well be a little clever and find a faster way. This is harmless."

Meng Qiqi raised her eyebrows: "Playing tricks?"

Chen Boyan: "Master nephew made a slip of the tongue, it should be displaying his wisdom."

Any slip of the tongue is intentional.

Meng Qiqi stood with her hands behind her back, raised her chin slightly, and said, "Then why not master nephew tell me how to use your wisdom?"

At this time, Chen Boyan became very respectful again, turned his head to look at Zhao Xi, and said: "Actually, the little uncle has already told you, the trick is to slow yourself down. Your moves seem to be straightforward, without any delay , but it’s too redundant. Making moves too quickly shortens your thinking time. So you can achieve the effect of one knife, and you have three swords. Although this will make the opponent exhausted, once you encounter a high-level Opponents, just need to spend some time, and they will be able to see through your weaknesses. Your speed will be meaningless."

Hearing this, Zhao Xi fell into deep thought.He has always felt that he is not fast enough, so he can be defeated by his opponent when he finds a weakness, but now it seems that he is wrong.

At this moment, Meng Qiqi's voice rang in his ears: "After appreciating the fast scenery, it's a good decision to stop and take a look and think about it slowly, isn't it? I think Xiaoduanjiedao The set knife method will be more suitable for you."

Zhao Xi was slightly stunned, then clasped his fists gratefully and said, "Thank you for your enlightenment, senior."

At this moment, Zhao Xi was truly convinced.If someone told him before that you should take it easy, he would have scoffed, because that was his only reliance.But today Meng Qiqi directly defeated him with a slow knife, and he had no choice but to accept the glaring reality before him.

Meng Qiqi could have defeated him in other easier ways, but he didn't.

The Gushan Jiange is indeed the Gushan Jiange that "can be the master of the world".

Zhao Xi went down satisfied, and Meng Qiqi's words of "acceptance" brought the round of discussion to a perfect conclusion.The onlookers watched eagerly, and the atmosphere was high, most of the dissatisfaction with Meng Qiqi had gone.

Only Li Le, who hadn't left all this time, had a face as black as the bottom of a pot, and only hated himself for staying here.

Chen Boyan looked around for a week, stepped forward and said, "Okay, there is still the last round today, which fairy will fight?"

As soon as this remark came out, the others quit, shouting one after another: "Why is there only one last game left?"

"Yes, yes, we still want to ask Senior Meng Xiu for advice."

"It's still early today, I implore seniors to stay a little longer."

"..."

Meng Xiu didn't speak, but glanced at Chen Boyan.

Chen Boyan said coldly: "Three battles a day are not many. Do you still want to fight with wheels?"

"This..." The crowd hesitated, as if they were being aggressive.So when someone stood up and unequivocally supported the decision of Gushan Jiange, the rest of the people responded one after another, and the rules of the three battles in one day were settled.

Meng Qiqi couldn't help secretly heaving a sigh of relief, three, no more, no less, just happened to be his limit.Sure enough, it was his grand nephew who cared about him, so he remembered it.

The third monk to take the stage was quickly decided.

This guy was also unwilling to take advantage, and offered to let Meng Qiqi rest for half an hour.Meng Qiqi was also straightforward, agreed without any pretentiousness, and drank a cup of tea with Princess Yihe along the way.

Everyone looked at the tea stall on the Yulin Terrace, dumbfounded.

After a stick of incense, the third game started.

This time the opponent was a swordsman, Meng Qiqi fought with a sword, and after a few rounds, the opponent voluntarily surrendered.

So far, Meng Qiqi had won all three battles, and the rumors were self-defeating. After the news spread in Shenjing, several families were happy and others were sad.