Before writing this chapter, I recalled the Battle of Meizhuang written by Jin Daxia. The battle with Dan Qingsheng alone was nearly 2,000 words, which gave us a lot of reference, but there were almost no deletes. I didn’t want to copy the original text, just change the name and make up the number of words to fool everyone, so these games can only be described as much as possible according to my writing skills. I am sorry if I can’t reach the original work.

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Heibaizi, Danqingsheng saw Linghu Chong's sword turn like this so that Ding Jian would not have blood splattered on the spot, and his heart was filled with great affection. Danqingsheng filled a glass of wine and said, "Brother Yi, your swordsmanship is sophisticated, I'll give you a cup."

Linghu Chong said, "I dare not take it." He took it and drank it. Dan Qingsheng accompanied him and filled it in Linghu Chong's cup, saying, "Brother Yi, you are kind-hearted and have saved Ding Jian's palms. I will give you another cup."

Linghu Chong said, "That's a coincidence, what's the surprise?" He drank with the cup in his hands. Dan Qingsheng accompanied him with another cup, poured another cup, and said, "Neither of us drink this third cup first. I'll play with you. Whoever loses, whoever drinks this glass of wine." Linghu Chong smiled and said, "Of course I lost, it's better for me to drink it first."

Dan Qingsheng shook his hand and said, "Don't be busy, don't be busy!" He put the wine glass on the stone table, took the long sword from Ding Jian's hand, and said, "Brother Yi, you can take the move first."

When Linghu Chong was drinking, he was already thinking: "He claimed that he was the best wine, the second best painting, and the third best sword, and the sword technique must be extremely exquisite. I saw that the immortal picture he drew in the hall was sharp, but it seemed to be a little uncontrollable. If his sword technique was the same, there would be many flaws." He immediately bowed and said, "Master of the Fourth Manor, please give in." Danqingsheng said, "Don't be polite, make a move." Linghu Chong said, "As for order!" As soon as the long sword was together, he stabbed the sword at his shoulder.

The sword was crooked and obviously had no strength at all, and it was even more incompetent. There must be no such move in the sword technique in the world. Dan Qingsheng said in surprise: "What is that?" He almost destroyed Ding Jian when he saw Linghu Chong's encounter. Naturally, he knew that Linghu Chong's sword technique was excellent. At this time, he was surprised and dared not urge him to do so. He took a step back.

Linghu Chong's sword skills at this time were so powerful that he could be the most powerful in the world. He gave up his internal strength and compared his moves alone, there were almost no one in the world who could beat him. Even if Ren Woxing, a master like Master Chongxu, who used swords, might be able to guarantee unbeaten in front of him, but it was difficult to win. When he saw Dan Qingsheng retreating, his left side was exposed, and he immediately turned to the left and pointed the sword at Dan Qingsheng's left rib. This sword made Dan Qingsheng very uncomfortable. It was neither moving nor retreating. He shouted: "Strange! Weird!" and then took another step back.

Linghu Chong was in power and was unforgivable. His long sword pierced out in succession. Danqingsheng jumped up and down. Every counterattack was defeated by Linghu Chong either pointing to the throat or the Shenmen point on his wrist, making Danqingsheng very depressed.

Lin Pingzhi looked around and couldn't help but admire Linghu Chong's talent. The Wudang Sect's good "Thirteen Swords of the Divine Sect" was just a glance, and he actually came over to the village alive, and it was extremely powerful. (I have indeed had the unique skills of seeing who is pregnant since ancient times!)

I looked at Chonglou and saw that he had a look of sucking shit. Although he was kicked out of Wudang, he still thought he was a disciple of the Wudang Sect, especially when he saw Linghu Chong use the "Pseudo-Shishou Thirteen Swords" casually, of course he had a look of a ghost.

Lin Pingzhi smiled and said, "How is it, Brother Lou, I have long said that the 'Sword-Speeding Technique of Brother Yi's family is a master of martial arts, which is extremely wonderful. This will "induce" the direct sword technique of the 'Thirteen Swords of the Divine Sect' by Zhang Zhenren, the founder of Wudang Sect. It is indeed very powerful."

Chonglou gave Lin Pingyi a blank look in a very 'sorrowful'. Although he didn't know where Linghu Chong learned the 'Thirteen Swords of the Divine Sect', he also knew that this had nothing to do with the Shenma's "Shengui Sword Restoration Technique". It was obvious that Lin Pingzhi was looking for him to be happy.

Hei Baizi nodded aside. He had been walking in the world for many years and had long seen that there were some ways of "Thirteen Swords of the Divine Sect" in Linghu Chong's sword technique. However, there were many sword paths of the Five Mountains Sword Sect and even the Heavenly Demon Sect in Linghu Chong's sword technique. His sword technique had already been perfect at this time, so he would not be able to see the Huashan Sect's feet. However, Lin Pingzhi's random statement made Hei Baizi believe in Linghu Chong's bullshit "Sword Skill" technique. He believed that this sword technique was similar to the legendary "Fighting and Star Movement" kung fu, and could transform, imitate, and borrow the unique skills of others. After all, they also had the skill of "Cank and Great Movement" in the Demon Sect, which could be called the peak skill of such martial arts.

However, the fighting swords of Linghu Chong and Dan Qingsheng in the field also entered a white heat. After being suppressed by Linghu Chong, Dan Qingsheng decisively used his unique move "Splashing ink and smear sword technique". However, it would be better if this sword technique was not needed, and it would be worse if it was used. As expected, as the original work, when he used the "Jade Dragon hanging upside down", Linghu Chong slashed upside down against the sword edge, and almost cut off five fingers. Hei Baizi couldn't help but shout: "Be careful."

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Dan Qingsheng had to slap his left palm, and a force hit the ground with a palm. With the sound of the puff, his body jumped backwards and turned out one meter away. However, Linghu Chong's internal strength was not weak at this time, and it was not a sick man who had to breathe for a while in the original work. He immediately pointed his toes and flew to attack Dan Qingsheng. Dan Qingsheng was also experienced. Before he could land, the long sword had drawn three circles in front of him, making three apertures. The three apertures were like tangible objects, condensed in the air for a moment, and slowly moved towards Linghu Chong.

Linghu Chong first extended his sword and slashed it from the left side of the aperture. It was exactly the gap between the first move of Dan Qingsheng, and the second move had not yet developed. He lightly broke this move. After that, Dan Qingsheng changed his move and drew four or five circles. Linghu Chong's sword stabbed the center of the circle. The sword almost hit Dan Qingsheng's finger, causing Dan Qingsheng to "huh" again. Then Dan Qingsheng continued to change his moves, attacking faster and faster, until twenty or thirty apertures surged out toward Linghu Chong, and Linghu Chong always

He fell on the flaws of Dan Qingsheng's sword technique, so that the faster he attacked, the faster he retreated. Until the end, Linghu Chong's three sharp gazes in a row, as if three consecutive assassinations were repeated. Finally, the murderous gaze swept across Dan Qingsheng's neck. Dan Qingsheng screamed and flew back suddenly, colliding with a wall of the black and white chess room. Dan Qingsheng, who was sitting in the ruins, continued to sweat, and even subconsciously touched his neck, wanting to confirm whether his head had been taken away by Linghu Chong.

Chonglou and Lin Pingzhi looked at Linghu Chong deeply, thinking that this guy's swordsmanship is really amazing, how did he practice this swordsmanship? Little did he know that Linghu Chong had cursed in his heart a long time ago, how did he practice the internal strength of these two guys?

Hei Baizi quickly walked to Dan Qingsheng's side, reached out to pat Dan Qingsheng's body twice, and after turning his internal force, he found that Dan Qingsheng was not injured, and immediately pulled Dan Qingsheng up. Dan Qingsheng also came back to his senses, wiped his cold sweat, picked up the third glass of wine just now and drank it in one sip, and then said to Linghu Chong: "Brother Yi, I am convinced of your swordsmanship, it is really extraordinary."

A voice came from outside the door, saying, "It's noisy, it's a waste of my hand." As he said, a short fat man pushed the door in and saw that the man's head was bald and smooth, with no hair. He was carrying a large pen in his right hand, and his clothes were covered with ink marks. It was the third owner of Meizhuang, the Dubiweng.

When Dan Qingsheng saw the Tubi Weng, he smiled at Chonglou and said, "Brother Lou, this is my third brother Tubi Weng. Since you are going to bet, what will you lose to my third brother?"

Chonglou smiled slightly and said, "Three owners, please see how this calligraphy is?" He said that, and opened another scroll, but it was a crazy cursive painting with a pen that was like a dragon and a snake.

When the Tubi Weng walked closer, he suddenly stared at his eyes, gasped and said in a trembling voice: "This is the authentic work! It's true, it's the "Ruyi Tie" by Zhang Xu of the Tang Dynasty. It's fake, fake, and can't be fake!" The cursive script on the post opened and closed, just like a martial arts master exerting his light skills, rising high and low. Although he acted quickly, he still had an elegant temperament.

The Tubi Weng was so impressed that he couldn't help but write with his right hand in the air, and his fingers made a very slight hissing sound. His internal strength and black and white selves were good at each other. Before the Tubi Weng finished writing, he put away his willful post and wrapped it in the package.

The Tubi Weng looked at him in shock. After a while, he said, "What should I change?"

Chonglou shook his head and said, "Nothing can be changed."

The Tubi Weng said: "Twenty-eight strokes of stone drums and holes!"

Hei Baizi and Dan Qingsheng shouted in unison: "No!"

The man who was bullied said, "Okay, why not? If you can get this original painting of Zhang Xu's cursive painting, how can I cherish my stone drum strokes?"

Chonglou shook his head and said, "No! We are here just to make a bet. We want to identify which of the three of us is higher and lower, but we don't change it." As he said, Chonglou's voice was a little low, obviously he felt that the reason he just made up was really untenable. It would be better to say that he was looking for trouble and came to you to do something, which would be easier to be accepted by the people in the martial arts world.

The man who was bullied didn't care about this. He glanced at the dirt-faced Dan Qingsheng and said, "Since the fourth brother lost, then I will do it, who will come?" As he said that, he took the brush in his right hand, and turned his wrist and stood up in a starting position.

Chonglou looked at Lin Pingzhi, obviously asking who was going to be the end. Lin Pingzhi thought for a while and said, "I am good at piano and originally wanted to ask the owner of the big manor, but we only have three of us, and there are always people who have to fight one more game against the four owners. The owner of the big manor is an amazing person in the martial arts world. It is disrespectful to use the owner of the big manor as a measure, and it is not accurate. Since this time it was Mr. Lou's suggestion, it would be better to use Mr. Lou to fight against the stronger second manor of the second manor. I will play a few moves with the owner of the third manor." As he said, he took Linghu Chong's long sword and walked out of the house. He said, "The house is too small, I'm afraid of demolishing the second manor's chess room."

Everyone couldn't help but smile. Although Hei Baizi, Tubi Weng, and Danqingsheng thought Lin Pingzhi was bragging, he did not have to follow him into the courtyard. Linghu Chong and Chonglou knew that Lin Pingzhi might have to use some unique skills. After all, if he didn't use his Hengshan Sect's kung fu to win Tubi Weng, it would be absolutely impossible not to use his Hengshan Sect's kung fu, without using his unique tricks. Ren Yingying curled his lips secretly, obviously disdaining Lin Pingzhi who could only brush his mouth.

Lin Pingzhi held the sword in his hand and shook it casually. Everyone heard the "boom, boom" sound like thunder from the sword. Everyone immediately felt solemn. Even Ren Yingying looked at Lin Pingzhi with some complexity. Only then did she really believe what Xiang Wentian said. This person had entered the legendary innate realm. The strength of internal strength was so strong that the ancient and modern times were only stronger than the Chonglou.

Tubi Weng's weapon was a judge's pen cast from fine steel, one foot and six inches long. Strangely, there was a bunch of ink-dyeed wool tied to the head of the judge's pen, just like a large pen for writing. Lin Pingzhi knew that this was a stupid thing Tubi Weng used to pretend to be a master, and he actually used seven or eight points of power to punch the hole.

The man who was bullied raised his judge's pen and smiled and said, "My brushwork styles have changed from famous writers' pens. Brother Xie came from a famous family and must be a versatile talent in civil and military affairs, so he could naturally see the way of my brushwork. Since it was a competition, I would not dip ink on my brushwork."

Lin Pingzhi suddenly realized that when the Tubi Weng was facing the enemy, the ink dipped on the judge's pen was made of special medicinal materials. The ink marks after the skin were deeply printed, and it could never be washed away or scraped away by a knife. He was the person who made his opponent feel the most headache among the "Four Friends of Jiangnan". Luo Fenghong, who was attracted by his family, had a half-long character written by him on his arm. Lin Pingzhi thought it was a tattoo at first.

Lin Pingzhi smiled slightly and said, "I feel very kind, please let me know!"
Chapter completed!