Super Book Fairy System

Each of these dozens of sword moves has a killing effect, each move has a change, and they are gathered into one, which is extremely complicated.

However, Dugu Nine Swords has no tricks to win and has tricks, and it has always simplified the complicated. Wu Ming saw the flaws in the opponent's sword style, and the long sword pointed directly at Dan Qingsheng's lower abdomen.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Dan Qingsheng let out another exclamation, and quickly jumped out forcefully.

With a "bang", he slammed into the wall heavily. It turned out that he forgot that this was an indoor room, and jumped too fast just now in a hurry.

Dan Qingsheng sighed: "Brother Feng, your swordsmanship is much better than mine. Come, come, come, I will toast you three cups."

Hei Hei Zi and Bald Bi Weng naturally knew the attainments of their fourth younger brother in swordsmanship. They saw that he made sixteen moves in a row, but Wu Ming did not move his feet and forced Dan Qingsheng back sixteen times. , It is really staggering.

Dan Qingsheng poured wine and drank three glasses with Wu Ming, and then said: "Among the four friends in the south of the Yangtze River, my martial arts is the lowest. Try it with you."

Danqing is straightforward and likes to drink, so he may be a helper of Xiaoyao Restaurant in the future. Wu Ming was eager to recruit, and immediately said humbly: "The two of us only dismantled a dozen tricks, and the four masters did not lose a single move. , how do you say you lost?"

Dan Qingsheng shook his head and said with a smile: "Actually, I lost the first move, and then the dozen or so sword moves were redundant. My elder brother once said that I am not graceful enough, it is really good."

Wu Ming said with a smile: "The four masters have a very high demeanor, just like drinking."

Dan Qingsheng was happy to hear that, he laughed and said: "Haha, thank you brother for your praise, come on, let's continue drinking."

After the two drank a few more cups, the bald pen man really couldn't hold back, and suddenly said to Shi Lingwei: "Butler Shi, go and get my bald pen."

After Shi Lingwei responded, he quickly brought the Bald Pen Weng's weapon.

Wu Ming looked around and found that it was a judge's pen made of fine steel, about one foot and six inches long, but there was a bundle of wool soaked in ink tied to the tip of the pen, just like a large pen for writing.

Seeing the bald penman's big pen, Wu Ming inexplicably thought of the Lian family brothers in the sea of ​​clouds.

If we only talk about the skill of the judge's pen, the Lian family brothers are the most powerful masters Wu Ming has ever seen, and they are four strokes and eight strokes.

As for the bald penman's pen skills, Wu Ming had read the original book, and knew that his brilliance lies in the combination of brushwork and copybook, but he is inferior to any of the Lian brothers in terms of prowess.

The bald penman held the judge's pen in his hand and said with a smile: "Brother Feng, my brushwork has been changed from the calligraphy of famous masters. Brother Feng is both literate and martial, so you must be able to see the way of my brushwork. Brother Feng is Good friend, I will not dip ink on my bald pen."

Wu Ming had watched the Swordsman, and he roughly remembered the kung fu of the four Jiangnan friends. Hearing his last words, he remembered that the ink dipped in his judge's pen seemed to be boiled with special medicinal materials. The ink marks on the back of the skin are deeply imprinted, which cannot be washed off with water or scraped off with a knife, which is a headache.

Wu Ming secretly laughed in his heart, with his own kung fu, if the opponent hits him, unless he is as powerful as Dongfang Bubai, then it is still possible, otherwise it is absolutely impossible.

Although he secretly smiled in his heart, Wu Ming smiled and said: "Thank you, although I can read, I haven't dabbled in calligraphy very much. I'm afraid I won't be able to recognize the brushwork of the third village master."

The bald penman was a little disappointed and said: "You don't know calligraphy? Well, let me explain to you first. My set of brushwork is called "General Pei's Poems", which is a change from the poems written by Yan Zhenqing. There are 23 characters in total, and each character ranges from three strokes to sixteen strokes..."

Then, he read the poem to Wu Ming again.

Wu Ming cupped his hands and said: "Thank you for your advice." But he shook his head secretly in his heart, once this move is fixed, how can he defeat the enemy, unless he meets someone whose martial arts are not as good as his own, it's okay, if he meets someone who is even better Yu sent to die.

Of course, Wu Ming appreciated the persistent spirit of Bald Pen Weng very much.

"Attention, I'm going to start writing." The bald penman whispered, and then with a large pen, he tapped three dots on Wu Ming's left cheek, which were the first three strokes of the character "Pei".

This technique seems to be exquisite, but there are traces left. If Wu Ming really wants to kill him, he only needs to lightly strike his sword to end his life.

It's just that his move coincides with the artistic conception of calligraphy, and it looks very exciting.

Wu Ming thought of Lian's brother's four strokes and eight veins, so he used his long sword to imitate the judge's strokes. Although he only had one sword in his hand, Wu Ming's speed was extremely fast, and it looked like four strokes.

The bald penman turned pale with fright, and after writing less than half of a word, he was scared back a few steps by Wu Ming's extremely weird sword move.

Chapter 357 Two consecutive victories

The bald penman is both a master of calligraphy and a master of using the judge's pen. At this time, he couldn't help frowning: "Are you using swordsmanship or brushwork?"

Wu Ming smiled lightly and said, "This is a swordsmanship that contains brushwork, what do the three masters think?"

Hearing this, the bald penman sighed: "It's really wonderful that the brushwork can be integrated into the swordplay."

Although the bald pen man was forced to retreat by Wu Ming, he would not admit defeat so easily. After a word of praise, he started to attack again.

This time, the bald pen Weng learned his lesson, and the order of the written copybooks was not arranged according to the original poems. The characters Pei written earlier were written in one word this time.

It's a pity, but he didn't know that Wu Ming didn't even try to identify the characters he wrote, but just used a sword to write, and used the form of separate strokes to display the four strokes of the Lian brothers.

Wu Ming's sword was so fast that everyone looked as if he was holding four swords in his hand.

The bald penman wrote like a word, and just wrote the second stroke, he was forced to stop by Wu Ming's wonderful skill of using a sword instead of a pen.

In fact, it was Wu Ming who let the water go on purpose, otherwise with the skill of the bald penman, he would have already lost.

Xiang Wentian watched secretly, he originally thought that Wu Ming was only good at swordsmanship, but now he understands that even the judge's brushwork, he is definitely a master among the masters, far better than the bald penman.

The bald penman felt very uncomfortable and let out a sigh of relief. The judge's pen danced and started to write again, but he still only wrote less than two strokes, and he was so attacked by Wu Ming that he couldn't continue writing.

The bald penman was so annoyed that the judge's pen made it faster and faster, but no matter how he moved and changed it, he could write at most two strokes for each character, and Wu Ming blocked him from writing it down.

The bald penman shouted loudly, and his brushwork changed suddenly, and changed into "Bameng Mountain Inscription", the brushwork was quite different from before.

It's a pity that Wu Ming didn't pay attention to what kind of moves he used or what kind of copybook he wrote. In short, when he saw his judge's pen move, he looked for a gap to attack.

No matter how the bald penman changed, it was as if Wu Ming had predicted the enemy's opportunity. Every time he used it halfway, he could only stop, so angry that he couldn't help but yelled.

Dan Qingsheng and Hei Hei Zi looked at each other, while Xiang Wentian laughed secretly. He knew that with Wu Ming's swordsmanship, he could actually win easily. What he did now was obviously to force the opponent to admit defeat.

At this time, the bald penman's brushwork changed again, and he started the cursive script in the big book "Huai Su's Self-narrative Notes". I saw that the brush in his hand was erratic and erratic, which made people dazzled.

Wu Ming secretly sighed in his heart, although the combination of calligraphy seems to be exquisite, but there are many useless moves invisibly, resulting in frequent loopholes.

This bald penman's brushwork is inferior to that of Lian's fourth brother, Dianbamai.

Of course, Wu Ming also understands that it is not easy to combine calligraphy and martial arts, and it is rare in the world to be able to achieve the level of a bald penman.

The two of you came and went, and quickly fought a few more tricks.

The bald penman could only use half a move in every move, so he was suppressed by Wu Ming with a sword instead of writing. He was very depressed, and when he got there, he suddenly couldn't help but backed up and shouted: "Forget it, don't fight!" No more fights!"

After backing away, he immediately mentioned Dan Qingsheng's barrel of wine, poured some on the stone table, dipped a large pen into the wine, and started writing on the white wall.

Wu Ming took a closer look and found that what he wrote was exactly the "Poem of General Pei".

The bald penman wrote the 23 characters almost in one go, especially the character "Ru", which is written in a flying style, just about to fly into the air.

Although Wu Ming is not very proficient in calligraphy, he can tell that this is definitely a good calligraphy.

After finishing writing, the bald penman breathed a sigh of relief, opened his eyes to admire the big characters that were as red as blood on the wall, couldn't help laughing and said, "That's great, this is the best calligraphy in my life."

The more he looked, the more complacent he became, he turned his head to look at Black and White Zi and said: "Second brother, I am reluctant to write just now, please let me live in this chess room, I am afraid that I will never be able to write such good calligraphy again. "

Black and White Zi nodded and said: "Yes. Actually, even if you don't want it, I have to move. How can I still play chess quietly in front of your flying and phoenix characters?"