Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 136
"Oh." Pei Ye was not very interested in these things. It would be okay if there was a "no wife under the sword".

"However, the candidates for the martial arts competition are only spectators. Only those who go up with the identity of the academy can participate." Zhang Dingyun said, "The meaning of this Yinfeng Pavilion poetry meeting is that whoever writes well will win the prize." Recommend him up."

"Well, then you are good at composing poetry. Why don't you enjoy the beautiful scenery all day long?"

"No, I won't."

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"Whenever someone gets these few spots, I'll go find him and buy them." Zhang Dingyun chuckled, "What about Brother Pei, do you want to go and see the fun together? With your sword skills, people will definitely like you."

"No." Pei Ye waved his hand, [Spread Wings] was still hanging on his mind, and he still wanted to get this sword out in the afternoon.

For Pei Ye, it was a matter of studying a strong enough sword technique, overcoming difficulties little by little, and finally fully grasping it in his hands.Although this kind of experience can't be said to be the enjoyment that fascinates him the most, it's not too far behind.

After he mastered this sword, he had to learn the next sword [Qing Ming] non-stop, so that he could see what dazzling brilliance the sword skills of these two styles could produce.

"Alas." Zhang Dingyun sighed, "Why do you have to work so hard? To be honest, Brother Pei, I feel sad every time I see you wasting this beautiful autumn time like this."

"Actually, I used to love skipping classes." Pei Ye chewed her rice and thought back, "There are four hours in the martial arts hall every day. I finished practicing in one hour, and then I climbed over the wall and ran wildly all over the mountains and plains."

"That's right!" Zhang Dingyun's eyes lit up and he said, stroking his hands, "How did you get such a bad habit now?"

Pei Ye was silent for a while: "Is your father still alive?"

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"No, what I mean is," Pei Ye realized the slip of the tongue, "one day, you will need to support yourself."

"No." Zhang Dingyun shook his head decisively, "My father is strong and will definitely live a long life, and I have an older brother. Then if I am more greedy and indulgent, I can die in my fifties or sixties."

"Okay." Pei Ye gave him a thumbs up.

While the two were chatting, Fang Jidao had already walked to the martial arts field and was dazzled by it.

Zhang Junxue finished her meal in a few mouthfuls, rested for less than a quarter of an hour, and then raised the knife and began to exercise. Fang Jidao stood aside and watched blankly, and the wind of the knife kept blowing his hair.

Finally, when Zhang Junxue stopped for a moment, he immediately stepped forward, held his hands upright, and spoke for a while.

Zhang Junxue listened silently, then shook her head.

Fang Jidao's disappointment was visible to the naked eye, and he tried to persuade him a few more words.

Zhang Junxue muffled, "It's not good for you to sign my name," and then went to swing the knife again.

Fang Jidao sighed, but still bowed his hands in a respectful farewell.

During this half-hour of afternoon rest, Fang Jidao walked around one by one.

As Zhang Dingyun said, these heroes in the Longmen Class are indeed different from the Yeluzi cultivators who live in the inn. Their families are all wealthy in Bowang Prefecture, and some even live in the prefecture city. They are willing to make friends and feel at ease. When making friends, you won’t refute people’s face easily.

Finally, Fang Jidao came over with a piece of paper with many names written on it. His cheeks were rosy, his expression was high, and his eyes were sparkling.

"Seventeen!" He waved to the two of them, then held Zhang Dingyun's arm, "Classmate Zhang, I can't thank you enough!"

Zhang Dingyun smiled and waved his hand, and Fang Jidao bowed to Pei Ye in embarrassment: "Pei Shaoxia, I chose these names for others, and I will definitely support you."

"Thank you."

Pei Ye and Zhang Dingyun sent Fang Jidao out. When they came back and passed the west courtyard, Pei Ye couldn't help but tilt his head again, because this time what came out was not the sound of swords, but a clear "ding rang".

Naturally, he couldn't see anything through the partition wall. He turned back and returned to the martial arts field. After that, Pei Ye spent the whole afternoon wrestling with this "Spreading Wings" style.

Although I realized that this move would be a step from easy to difficult when I was reading the book, and I also verified this when I started to use it, it is only when I work hard to perfect it that I can truly experience its torture.

Normal sword moves have a clear "point". This "point" is very clear to a person in the Zhuge Realm. Which movement should go where? Pei Ye can find the most suitable force almost based on his body's instinct. place.

Therefore, he could master the first three movements almost at ease.

This posture is different, it is all about collection and accumulation, there is no standard movement, Pei Ye can only grasp the subtle feeling in a state of extreme tranquility, and he will go sideways if he is not careful.

After practicing dozens or hundreds of times, Pei Ye couldn't even feel his progress.

No wonder it is written on this page in the book, "If you want to see the truth, you must first cultivate your mind." I'm afraid it will take at least five days to learn this technique.

After practicing it hundreds of times but still not getting it right, Pei Ye frowned and thought for a while, not intending to complete this move with a lot of effort.

He planned to skip this move first and learn [Qing Ming].

Because [Spreading Wings] is the precursor of [Qingming], and [Qingming] is the guide of [Spreading Wings].The normal sword learning process is to spend five days learning [Spreading Wings], another two or three days to learn [Qing Ming], and finally spending an unknown amount of time to combine the two styles.

But with this set, it won't be long before the martial arts competition, and there are still two sword styles of cicada and bird that I haven't learned yet.

Therefore, after Pei Ye thought deeply, he decided to use a "trick" method. He planned to learn both moves first, which is to learn the simpler "first [-]%", leaving only the "last two" which are the most difficult to master. become".

Then directly connect the two postures to practice, or "use". In this kind of perception and experience, in the mutual pulling and correction of the two postures of swords, this set of retractable and retractable swords can be mastered in one fell swoop.

At first glance it sounds like a pretty clever shortcut, but after a little thought you realize it's wrong.

Without laying a solid enough foundation, you want to achieve it in a hurry; you obviously haven't learned a single style, but you want to use it directly?
This is an overly arrogant way of learning - ignoring the practice steps written down by the sword writer himself, learning before and after, and then saying, "I got it in a flash of inspiration".

It's called "spiritual light", but how can it flash whenever you want? Are you, Pei Ye, a star-turned-spirit?
But in short, the young man didn't think there was any problem. He moved his wrist and then really did it.

[Qing Ming] is a rare sword vibrating style.

As the name of the sword suggests, this sword carries the clanging sound of Qingyue.Because it uses the vibration of the sword body to repel interference and ensure the straightness of the sword path.

Just like the first chirp of a cicada after it has been dormant underground for 20 years and emerges from transformation, this sword is direct and self-directed, not allowing for any interruption or interference.

It is precisely such a domineering sword that requires a whole move of energy in advance.

In terms of practice, this move is slightly simpler than [Spreading Wings], but equally difficult to master. Pei Ye spent nearly an hour on one sword.

Then he went to Zhang Junxue to practice with Zhang Junxue with two half-assed sword skills.

"Take back your strength a little bit," Pei Ye said to the woman, "and don't disturb me too much about this move, because I haven't fully learned it yet."

This time it was really a sparring session.

But Zhang Junxue didn't complain, and carefully followed Pei Ye's instructions to give him a suitable environment for the battle.Once, twice, three times. This time, Pei Ye's sword seemed a little funny to her, as if it was held in the hands of an uncoordinated person.His body was always tense when dodging. Once, he put his sword back and his upper body fell down, but his lower body remained in place, as if he wanted to get back up again.

But you have already released all of this area, how could you still want to use this area to exert your strength?

Zhang Junxue looked at the foot and thought blankly, then slapped the boy with a knife.

The attacks are always hasty or slow - Zhang Junxue can see that this is actually due to the restraint of the previous move.

This style of attacking the sword alone is worth seeing. It always carries a strange tremor, and every time it strikes the sword, it makes my wrist numb.But the boy must connect it with the previous move, and it will be a mess.

After nearly thirty failures, Zhang Junxue remained silent and took her posture, but her eyes under the broken hair looked at the young man with some questions.

How about going to practice again?
"No need, come again." Pei Ye held the sword again.

The sword tilted again and again, but his expression became more solemn. He gradually felt the two swords clearly bouncing in his hands - they were colliding with each other until they found the incision that fit each other.

Maybe next time.

Zhang Junxue came with a sword.

The true energy flowed in Pei Liang's body, and his muscles mobilized and stored it, but outside his body, he moved his steps to avoid the knife.

Zhang Junxue's sword flipped over and then slashed away.

Pei Ye originally wanted to retreat and then evade. This was his excellent fighting instinct. In the past few times, after such continuous evasion, he either collapsed at the first touch, or the hidden potential was leaked, or neither happened, but he But the focus of "letting go" has been lost.

He knew this was wrong, but he couldn't figure out where to stop.

But this time, the next sword hidden in his body held him.

Right here, can't go back.

Try to avoid it, even if you suffer some losses, you can't give up this area completely.

But Pei Ye suddenly had a flash of light, and instead of avoiding it, he made an action that he had never done before - he raised his sword to block the blow.

But after this collision, the "prepared momentum" was not released.

But in Zhang Junxue's eyes, this seemed to represent another failure of the young man in front of her, because in these dozens of sparring sessions, she had probably figured out that she could only dodge that sword.

But suddenly a clear and clear chirping of cicadas sounded.

Zhang Junxue was suddenly startled, and her hair stood on end. Under the stress, she forgot her promise to hold back her strength, and slashed at the oncoming sword with a whistling sword.

The sound of gold and iron vibrated, the cicadas chirped suddenly and sharply, the huge guillotine swung in a crescent-like arc in the air, but the sword that collided with it remained motionless, fast and steady, pointing straight at her throat.

The tip of the sword stopped politely before she could react further.

Pei Ye slowly withdrew his sword, rubbed his wrist and grinned, but his expression was very happy.

This is the [Qing Ming] after spreading its wings.Sisheng, who was born with divine power, was knocked off his arm by this sword.

Pei Ye lowered his sword and clasped his fists, thanked the woman who was training him seriously, hugged a sword flower and left.

In fact, not only stars can twinkle, fireflies also always twinkle and twinkle.

Pei Ye came to the tree where he had placed the sword box. He had not rested for more than two hours. At this time, he leaned against the tree trunk and gently closed his eyes, thinking about the next practice of these two sword styles.

Still due to the special nature of the sword [Spread Wings], there is still a big threshold between "learning" and "using".

Pei Ye can now use the two sword moves accurately and unleash their due power, but how to "gather momentum" in a real battle is another problem.

For example, if Zhang Junxue had really attacked with all her strength just now, it would be impossible for her to spread her wings in front of her.

Of course, I can use it against weaker people, but I don't need to use this set of swords against weaker people.

If the final burst of power is enough to defeat Zhang Junxue, you must be able to spread your wings in front of Zhang Junxue; if it can defeat the coach, then you must be able to withstand the coach's offensive.

This is the "qualification standard" for truly utilizing this move.

To reach this level, you need to make deeper efforts.

After thinking about this, Pei Ye opened his eyes again, frowned slightly as he looked at the cool sky.

There are two more things to consider about these two swords.

First, his aura never stops when it is good. Once it is triggered, something will break through.

It was the same today. Faced with [Spreading Wings], he not only learned it "successfully", but also felt that he had actually reached a higher level - from that sudden parry.

This realm needs to be pondered over slowly in the future.

The second is the power of this sword. To be honest, it was a bit greater than he expected.

This is where he is genuinely confused.

Even though it is known that [Qing Ming] is an explosive sword, how can it be so strong?

Although "Cicada Division" itself is a set of swordsmanship that is worthy of use, in the final analysis it is just a "bait". Before it can be mastered, the real core of this set of swordsmanship should be "Sparrow Division".

Of course, a clever logic is: the key to the Cicada Sword is not how strong the Cicada Sword is, but how strong the Cicada Sword is.Only if the cicada is strong enough, others will not realize it is a bait.

But a more irrefutable logic is: no matter how strong the cicada is, the bird must be stronger.

Pei Ye hasn't practiced the last two moves of Quebu yet, but he knows that [Flying Bronze Shadow] is not as good as this sword, and it's hard to say for the next two moves.

Pei Ye knew that there would be no answer to this question for the time being. It was suitable to think about it after learning the entire swordsmanship book.

The day passed again, and Pei Ye got up a little late this time because of thinking. By the time he put the sword box on his back, everyone on the battlefield had already left.

The rain hadn't stopped all day, and it was even heavier at this time. Pei Ye walked out of the door in the pattering. As soon as he stepped out of the door of the martial arts field, a "clang" sounded in his ears.

But this time it didn't come from the west courtyard, but from behind.

Pei Ye turned around and saw that in the farthest corner of the martial arts field, Zhang Junxue was bent over, with both hands on the stone lock.In the dim rainy night, this posture resembled a prone tiger, and the outline of the tiger's shadow opened and closed - that was her huge and violent breathing.

　Thanks to Boss Fei Si for his Silver Alliance!Thanks to Boss Ouuuul for being the leader!Thanks to boss mmmmmirai for the tip!Thanks to the boss of Inexplicable Ark for the reward!
　　thanks for your support!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)