Yamafu Military Affairs

Chapter 384: Jinmen Sword Song
"Brother, Brother? Why don't you move forward?"

Huo Dian Ge saw Qin Huai suddenly stop and stand still, thinking that he was frightened by the gazes of many martial arts seniors, and immediately reminded him in a low voice.

Qin Huai came back to his senses and looked carefully. He saw several rows of armchairs in the square courtyard, with many people sitting on them. They all had a strong aura and rosy skin. Most of the threats they showed were red and blue, and only a few of them were purple or black.

"Now that you're back, why are you still standing there? Come to the front. Cousin Su was just talking about you!"

A dry voice suddenly sounded from the front, and it sounded like a strong cavalry colliding with a spring breeze. Although the underlying tone was cold, the warmth in it was very clear.

"Disciple Qin Huai pays homage to Master, Grandmaster, Master Su Tang, and all the seniors!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Huai had already crossed the courtyard, his eyes wide open, and he clasped his fists, standing three steps away from Li Shuwen's knees, and bowed deeply.

"Good disciple, after five years of traveling around and learning martial arts, you have really learned something!"

The deep voice fell into everyone's ears, and a gleam flashed in Li Shuwen's obscure and deep eyes, and the corners of his mouth were raised in a grin.

After not seeing each other for many years, Li Shuwen is still the same plain and inconspicuous appearance, still as sharp as ever. He has not been affected by the huge wealth brought by the secret medicine business, and has become a wealthy man with polyps.

"Seeing myself, seeing the world, and seeing all living things, I have indeed gained some insights, but I am still far behind my master."

Having said that, Qin Huai's eyes were frighteningly bright at this moment, with a fighting spirit burning in them, like a pair of glowing tiger eyes, looking around like Taowu hunting in the wilderness, with all the beasts lying dormant.

"I have something to do today, so please get up and talk. I will help you check your homework in a few days."

Li Shuwen had been with Qin Huai day and night for several years, so how could he not know that his apprentice had a question to ask him? He nodded and let him sit in the second row.

"I heard someone say before that Junior Brother Qin was born in the tenth year of the Guangxu reign, so he should not be thirty years old yet. I wonder if you are interested in coming on stage and playing with the junior brothers? It would be even better if you could give them a few pointers that would be useful to them for half their lives."

When Gong Yutian saw the Baji Sect member bring a chair and let Qin Huai sit next to him, he also spoke in a friendly manner.

"Oh, Gong Monkey, it's understandable for others to say that, but you've been a guard in the palace for so many years, and you're still in need of boxing manuals and martial arts manuals like us rebels? If you want to see the things of the younger generation, just say it directly. Don't you have the shame to beat around the bush!"

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

Gong Yutian had a special identity. In his early years, he was the close guard of the Empress Dowager Cixi and the Emperor. He was promoted to the position of Chief of the Imperial Guards, fourth-rank sword-bearing guard, and was awarded a yellow riding jacket, which was the pinnacle of his military career.

Although he had seen through the corruption and incompetence of the Qing court and became disheartened and resigned to return home in the year of Yi Si, he had, after all, punished many people during his years in office and earned his reputation by stepping on the bones of others. Now that they were in the same court, it was inevitable that he would arouse dissatisfaction.

Gong Yutian remained silent and did not respond. Li Shuwen and Li Cunyi also closed their eyes and rested, not paying attention to what was happening outside.

Qin Huai was stroking the armrest of the armchair, his eyes slightly narrowed, and he said calmly: "The Art of War by Sun Tzu says that Kung Fu is the way of attack and defense. If you only attack but don't defend, you are a coward; if you only defend but don't attack, you are a coward; if you can defend others, you are inferior, and if you can defend yourself, you are superior. Victory or failure depends on means and who is smarter. Since you have lost before, you can fight back if you have the ability. What's the point of squeezing others with words? If you admit that you have lost, you are a fake man, and if you can tolerate others' smartness, you are a real hero!"

As soon as he said this, those who wanted to use their junior status to ridicule Gong Yutian suddenly stopped talking.

"Well said, your trip has not been in vain!"

Li Cunyi turned around, pointed at the eager young men on and off the stage, and said to Qin Huai: "When they decide the winner, you go up and try your hand. You haven't been back for so many years, you have to show something to convince everyone~"

"Yes."

Seeing Li Cunyi's words of mediation, and Qin Huai himself having the same intention, he nodded slightly and looked towards the boxing ring not far away.

There were two people fighting on the wooden ring, neither of them giving in. A thin man with a crazy look and a ferocious ape-like movements stretched out his arms and slapped them, making a series of crisp sounds that cracked silk and shook the air, which sounded like the collapse fist in Xingyi Five Elements Fist. But it was different. The collapse fist usually required a step to gain momentum, but this thin man only took half a step forward, but the power of his fist was even more domineering than Fu Jianqiu, whom Qin Huai had seen in his early years. Moreover, the distance was shortened, and the power was like a cannon and a crossbow. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of his opponent.

Xingyi, half-step collapse punch!
At this time, the one fighting with the thin man Xue Dian was Ma Fengtu, who was previously good friends with Ye Jianxing and also belonged to the Baji School.

Seeing this domineering fist coming towards his head and face, he knew it was bad, but he remained calm. He put his hands in the middle and suddenly turned his fists, using one hand to "rein in the horse and look back" to protect his head and face. At the same time, he rotated his wrist and twisted his forearm to chop towards Xue Dian's wrist!

Chop and hang, spin chop!

It is a short-fighting technique that is less domineering than the Half-Step Collapse Fist, but more delicate.

Xue Dian's pupils shrank, and he followed the monkey-like steps under his feet, exhaled, and narrowly avoided the sharp attack. He turned around and grabbed Ma Fengtu's right elbow joint.

Seeing that he was restrained, Ma Fengtu was not anxious at all. His eyes lit up and he pulled hard. The two men faced each other with shoulders, as if they were wrestling.

Xue Dian was successful in his attack and was feeling a little proud, but then he suddenly felt something strange happen. The joint under his fingers seemed to be a piece of fine iron, and it was difficult to exert his strength. In a blink of an eye, Ma Fengtu broke free.

Ma Fengtu paced back and forth, his eyes fixed on Xue Dian, like a beast stalking its prey: "Brother, your muscles and bones are weak, you should lose this battle."

Xue Dian's hair stood on end, but not because of these words, but because of the aura emanating from the opponent in front of him.

The next moment, Ma Fengtu took a series of steps forward, put his five fingers inward, and made a long punch. The tip of his fist was like an axe, long and big, and it tore through the flying snow in an instant and shot straight into Xue Dian's chest.

Pi Gua, Tongxiu Quan!
Xue Dian knew that he couldn't take it head-on, so he swallowed air, stretched out his arms, bent his legs, and did the Xingyi Monkey Stand. He let out a dragon roar from his throat, and as soon as the qi and blood in his body began to surge, he stretched his leg muscles and leaped into the air with a fierce roar, like an ape king hooking the sky, and pounced on Ma Fengtu's eyes.

The fierce aura made Ma Fengtu narrow his eyes. He dodged, but was caught up by Xue Dian again. He rolled over and landed on the ground, kicking back like lightning, hooking his hands, grabbing the crotch and ears, probing the heart and grabbing the neck, and his moves were continuous.

Ma Fengtu was shocked and curious about where the murderous nature of Xue Dian, who came from a famous and upright family, came from. He could use a Xingyi monkey stance to perform such a crazy and murderous look, full of vicious and cruel methods to take lives.

But he did not intend to give up and admit defeat. He immediately took advantage of Xue Dian's weakness when he raised his knee to attack his lower body. He stepped back, blocked his knee with his hand pointing at his crotch, turned his waist and attacked with his hand like a steel whip, cutting it in half.

Chop and hang, throw the whip to stop the flow!
"Feng Tu's boxing skills have finally gained some spirit over the years. Not bad, not bad."

Li Shuwen looked at Ma Fengtu's move of throwing a whip to stop the flow of water, which really had the momentum of cutting off a river, and he knew that the outcome of the fight was already decided.

Facing Ma Fengtu's move, Xue Dian's eyes rolled, he seemed a little weak and didn't dare to take it head-on, so he retreated immediately.

However, Ma Fengtu did not pursue the victory, but rooted himself to the ground like a nail. He waited until Xue Dian retreated and stabilized before he punched him again.

"This guy doesn't take any tricks, he's really treacherous!"

"You want to lure the enemy and trick me? No way!"

Completely opposite thoughts emerged in the minds of the two. Ma Fengtu took steady steps, making full use of the advantages of his long arms and height, and exerted the essence of the long-range attack, defending against Xue Dian's sudden and violent attack. After more than ten moves, he kicked Xue Dian in the lower abdomen! Pi Gua, cross with red!
boom!
Xue Dian, who was just about to regain his new strength but whose old strength had already been exhausted, was unable to dodge and was kicked away, falling outside the ring and being knocked unconscious.

"Pi Gua Sect, Ma Fengtu wins!"

Afterwards, Yang Chengfu from Tai Chi School also used Tai Chi Cloud Hands to fight against Huo Dian Ge's eight major moves.

The two men were in a stalemate for a long time. Finally, Yang Chengfu used more powerful strength and Qi, and performed a Tai Chi Cannon Punch that combined hardness and softness, and was auspicious in its flexibility, to avoid Huo Dian Ge's Iron Mountain Backkick and knock him off the stage.

Yang Chengfu was born in the ninth year of the reign of Emperor Guangxu. He had learned boxing from his uncle Ban Hougong, who was known as "Yang the Invincible", and had already mastered the Chansi Jin. Now the competition was only about boxing and kicking, and he had the advantage of age. Although Huo Dian Ge was talented, he could not use the Liuhe spear, which he was best at, so it was not unfair for him to lose this match.

About half an hour later, the competition to allocate instructor positions in the Chinese Martial Arts Association based on the martial arts skills of representatives from each faction decided the three best winners.

Ma Fengtu from the Pi Gua School, Yang Chengfu from the Tai Chi School, and Xu Jinyang from the Zhizi School.

Seeing that the three of them had just recovered their breath and were about to go up to the ring for another fight, Qin Huai stood up and waved his hand.

"Teaching one person is teaching, teaching a group is also teaching, I am quite supportive of the idea of ​​exchanging skills. You three don't have to compete anymore, save some energy, and discuss who will go on stage first to compete with me."

After saying that, Qin Huai jumped into the ring like a tiger, stood with his hands behind his back, and waited quietly.

After waiting for a cup of tea, Ma Fengtu came up with a long sword as narrow as a seedling and bowed deeply to Qin Huai.

"Brother Qin, Junior Brother Fengtu dares to ask for your advice on weapon skills."

"Oh? Miao Dao? There was a saying in the past that the sword is the best of the nine short weapons, and the spear is the best of the nine long weapons. The Miao Dao combines the characteristics of both, overwhelming all other weapons, and is very domineering."

Qin Huai looked carefully at the sheathed long sword in Ma Fengtu's hand and continued, "I just don't know, Junior Brother, do you want to ask about the gun in my hand? Or do you want to try the sword in my sheath?"

Before Ma Fengtu could reply, the black ripples fed back the information of the knife.

【Phoenix pattern knife】

Quality: Excellent

Sharpness: 20
Attribute: Phoenix Map (cause slight real damage when slashing)

The tendons are tough and the bones are strong, the grass can be cut as smoothly as a flat ground, and the hidden sword will eventually be unsheathed!
Note: After being nurtured by Ma Fengtu's internal Qi for a long time, his rank was elevated and he was able to cooperate perfectly with Ma Fengtu.

"Of course it's Senior Brother's six"

"The ring is narrow, and I can't use the Liuhe Spear. I'll use the Liuhe Knife to try it with you."

After saying that, Qin Huai shouted to the outside: "Old Wu, bring me my Broken Cloud!"

After three breaths, Qin Huai took the weapon thrown by Wu Shan and distanced himself from Ma Fengtu.

Many martial arts masters sat on the armchairs in the courtyard, their eyes focused on the weapons in the hands of the two men.

Qin Huai holds a Broken Cloud Tang sword, which is three and a half feet long and more than two fingers wide. The cold blade radiates light, and the pattern is like flowing waves, with a majestic demeanor. On the blade are engraved fourteen large characters: "Iron flames flow towards the sky, mountains and rivers move, and the light connects half of the air blade to the ancient life."

Ma Fengtu holds a Pi Gua Miao Dao, the blade of which is four feet long, the handle is more than a foot wide and two fingers wide, with patterns as fine and dense as snake scales, and a murderous aura is generated without any cultivation.

"Bajimen, Qinhuai."

"Pi Gua Men, Ma Feng Tu."

"please!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ma Fengtu suddenly pushed off the ground with his back feet and leaped straight towards Qin Huai. Before he got close, the Miao Dao had already chopped down from the side with incredible violence.

"What a decisive first move. You give up the advantage of blade length and actively get close, but you lose the essence of chopping and hanging."

Qin Huai raised his eyes and rushed forward with Shattered Cloud in his hand. The weapons collided heavily, but he stopped the killing force of Miao Dao with just a casual push.

Ma Fengtu's arms sank, and a powerful force surged along the blade. Although he had the advantage of the weapon, he had no power to resist the Tang sword.

The next moment, Qin Huai's steps suddenly changed, his feet moved in a strange way, his trouser legs bulged, and it turned out to be the Chicken Step of Mind.

Liuhe Sword, one of the weapons of Baji School, is derived from the Xinyi Liuhe Sword. The footwork that goes with it is naturally the Xinyi School's unique Chicken Step.

Qin Huai pressed the Miao Dao down with his single sword, and kicked with his right foot as tricky as a snake, straight at his calf.

Ma Fengtu frowned, realizing the problem. He immediately took a step back and knocked the handle of the knife against Qin Huai's ankle to force him to retreat and kick. He kept his body steady, intending to use the length advantage of the weapon to attack from a long distance. However, Qin Huai took advantage of the situation and stepped forward, causing the defensive pressure to increase suddenly!
clang!
clang!
clang!
Accompanied by a series of dense and clear blacksmithing sounds, the two figures were almost submerged in the sword light.

Ma Fengtu twisted his back like a millstone, and swung his Miao Dao in perfect arcs, like an endless surging wave. In contrast, Qin Huai was like a magic needle that stabilizes the sea, moving steadily and securely, and each time he attacked, he could accurately find the weak point of the Miao Dao during its rotation.

The snow is shattered by the waves!

The seniors in the academy were staring intently. Not only did they not expect that Ma Fengtu's swordsmanship had already acquired some of the essence of the Pi Gua School, but they also did not expect that Qin Huai's swordsmanship could be so simple and natural, yet neat and effective.

Pi Gua Miao Dao and Liuhe Single Blade, both belong to northern martial arts, both have the style of being brave and forward-moving, and when they collide with each other, every strike of the sword is deadly, making people's eyelids tremble.

After three moves, Ma Fengtu sank his Miao Dao, blocking Suiyun, and scraped the tip of the knife inwards, as if to strike Qin Huai's neck, but he leaned back to avoid it, and was kicked in the abdomen by Qin Huai again.

"The Miao Dao is heavy and consumes the most energy. It's good at first, but if you delay for too long, it will be bad!"

Qin Huai smiled slightly, stepped forward, used Suiyun Shunge to push away Miao Dao, and used Tieshankao to knock Ma Fengtu off the stage.

"Go down and take a rest. Come back after you figure it out!"

(End of this chapter)