Reborn and die without regret

Siyi frowned, but he didn't care, but he didn't want to be opposite. Song Wushuang on the opposite side was suddenly very angry, and said:

"Is that how you insult people?" He suddenly laughed, and that smile was very evil.

Said calmly on his face:

"This sword is called Zangfeng."

When the others heard what he said, they laughed even louder, for no other reason. The appearance of this Hidden Edge Sword was really contemptible. At first glance, people thought it was an iron rod.

After hearing Siyi's words, Song Wushuang didn't smile anymore, but his face was not good-looking, and he said:

"Make a move!"

Siyi nodded, and as soon as he finished nodding, the sword slashed towards Song Wushuang. He didn't like to be passive in battle, and when he made a move, he was like a thunderbolt. Song Wushuang's eyes suddenly widened. It was too late, a sword across the top of the head blocked Siyi's sword.

This sword seems simple, but it weighs a thousand catties. Song Wushuang felt his arms go numb from the shock for a moment, and before he could recover, Siyi kicked him on the chest, kicking him out Zhang Yuan was almost kicked off the competition arena.

Seeing this scene, everyone stopped laughing, held their breath, and their heartbeats suddenly increased.

Song Wushuang was kicked a foot away, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, one can imagine how heavy the kick was.

But before he recovered, Siyi slashed at him again. Although Song Wushuang vomited blood, but this time his reaction was much faster than last time. He turned sideways suddenly, dodging the sword, and Siyi did strike again. , Song Wushuang jumped up to avoid the sweep.

But he didn't want Siyi to look like he had been prepared for a long time, and suddenly withdrew his momentum, pulled a sword flower, and stabbed at him. Song Wushuang landed hastily, but he still had to face his thunderous offensive. In his heart, the sword followed With a pick, he wanted to move Siyi's sword away, but he didn't want Siyi to give him a chance to fight back at all. The sword changed suddenly, and the sword slapped Song Wushuang's hand. Song Wu's hands hurt, and the hand holding the sword With a little relaxation, he could only hold the sword barely, and Siyi grabbed his sword with a sword, and the sword left Song Wushuang's hand and flew out.

Song Wushuang's sword left his hand, and his mind was in a mess. The next moment, Siyi's sword was pointed at his neck. Song Wushuang's body froze, only to hear Siyi say:

"you lose!"

Song Wushuang opened his eyes, a little unbelievable. He didn't believe that in front of Siyi, he didn't even have a chance to fight back. Siyi's movements were too fast, and he was defeated without even a reaction.

He couldn't see Siyi's move, even if he saw it, his body couldn't react, so losing was inevitable.

Just as he was about to say something, a strand of hair fell from the sword, and his eyes suddenly widened. He didn't expect that Siyi's sword was so sharp. No, it wasn't that Siyi's sword was sharp, but that Siyi was too sharp. sharp.

After Siyi won the competition, he said lightly:

"Acceptance!"

Just when he was about to get off to the competition arena, he heard a person shout:

"Eat me with a sword." Someone wanted to take this opportunity to challenge him.

Siyi's expression was still calm, he drew out his sword, and slashed away with it, the sword was as swift and fierce as thunder, with a violent and terrifying aura, under this sword, everything was irreversible.

Facing this sword, the man couldn't lift the sword in his hand. He was surrounded by a terrifying aura. In this terrifying aura, he couldn't give birth to any resistance at all.

Just when he thought he would die here like this, his terrifying aura suddenly disappeared. He only felt an invisible big sword, which was only a hair away from falling on his head, but then disappeared.

Before he had time to rejoice, he heard Siyi say:

"For you, I only use one trick."

Then he retracted his sword and left, the surroundings were completely silent, the sword was too fast just now, but the terrifying aura was deeply imprinted in everyone's minds.

Only one person was heard saying:

"Sword Intent!" The others came to their senses, and it turned out that the terrifying aura just now was Sword Intent.

"Sword Intent! Sword Intent! I actually saw Sword Intent!" Even though everyone was afraid, they were also excited and yearning deeply.

Song Wushuang watched Siyi leave, and began to smile again, this smile was still full of evil, "Is it sword intent?"

Siyi naturally didn't care about the turmoil in everyone's hearts, he walked out of the competition venue, and within a few steps, he saw a person.

That person was Fu Qingping, seeing Siyi's body froze for a moment, all feelings for him surged into his heart at this moment, but slowly returned to calm the next moment.

When he looked at Fu Qingping's face, he was no longer as shocked and frightened as he was the first time. At this moment, he met Fu Qingping's eyes directly, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. His smile was like a Buddha lotus in clear water. It is light but has a Buddha nature; it is like the vicissitudes of life, but it is ordinary but with the passing of time.

At this moment, Siyi succeeded, and he could finally face this person squarely.No longer sad for him, no longer laugh for him, nor sad because of his sadness, but laugh because of his smile.

From now on, Fu Qingping will only be a passer-by in Siyi's life.

Seeing him, Siyi just nodded and wanted to leave.But suddenly I heard Fu Qingping speak, saying:

"My name is Fu Qingping." His voice was cold, but still nice.

Siyi raised his eyes to look at him again, his eyes were still as cold as Siyi's last life memory, and his face was still so pretty, but Siyi was no longer the original Siyi.

He just smiled faintly, nodded, and didn't plan to speak, so he planned to leave.

But Fu Qingping stopped him one step at a time, "Is that you from the cottage?"

Although he was asking a question, he used an affirmative tone.

Siyi shook his head, he didn't want to have anything to do with Fu Qingping, and said:

"I do not know you."

Fu Qingping frowned and said:

"It's you, I know! You know me too, your eyes tell me."

Siyi smiled slightly, but had no emotion, "Since you have already confirmed it, why do you stop me and ask me. Brother, let's get out of the way! There is still work to do."

Siyi said this, but Fu Qingping just looked at him quietly without speaking, his eyes were like glass, as if he wanted to see through Siyi's heart.

Seeing that he wouldn't let him go, Siyi didn't care much, so he bypassed him and left. Fu Qingping kept watching him leave without making a sound, feeling at a loss in his heart. He felt that Siyi was familiar to him, but when he came into contact with Siyi, Afterwards, something strange happened, what is wrong?

He raised his hand and rubbed it on his face. Although the acupuncture points were tapped at that time, he forced himself to retain a little consciousness. He remembered the warm and moist feeling of Siyi's tears falling on his face, still He still remembers the touch of him rubbing against his face.

It's just that he can't say it, he doesn't like to say it.

He remembered that when he met Siyi for the first time, his heart was throbbing, but he was forcibly controlled.He saw many things in Siyi's eyes. He knew that Siyi knew him, but he didn't know why he knew him.

When he first met him, his eyes made him feel heavy.

Seeing Siyi gradually walk away, his heart felt a little heavy again.

When Siyi returned to Jinshutang, everyone looked at him strangely.

He shook his head funny and didn't ask them why.Instead, go back to the place where you do things and start doing things.

What he has to do in Jinshutang now is to sort out the papers of Jianghu history written by Senior Wang, classify them, and then copy them again. These things are very easy, and he will finish them soon, and he has a lot of time left , It is not easy to practice here, so he spends his time studying formations.

According to what he learned, the formation is an auxiliary tool, which is indispensable in marching and fighting. The highest state of the formation can trap thousands of troops in it, or even strangle it.

I don't know if this is true, but he knows that this is useful to him, so he is very serious when studying.Moreover, there is another purpose for learning the formation. This purpose may not be successful, but he must try. He doesn't know how long he can wait.

Today, when he was learning formations as usual, he learned things very quickly, but now there is no master to teach him, he can only learn from books. Arrange the array.

It's just that the formation is so miraculous and mysterious that it's not easy for a newcomer like him to understand it.

While Siyi was thinking, he suddenly felt someone approaching him, and he immediately became alert.

But he heard the man say:

"What formation are you arranging?"

Siyi was taken aback when he heard that, and looked at that person. This person was wearing a dark blue brocade robe with four cloud patterns, and he was about fifty years old. Siyi seemed to have never expected that the person who came would be Ma Yushan, the master of Jinshu Hall, and his face was slightly surprised. , but immediately returned to normal, clasped his fists in both hands, and said:

"I have seen seniors."

Ma Yushan nodded, smiled slightly, and said:

"Are you studying formations?"

Siyi's expression remained unchanged, and he said:

"Returning to the senior, the junior is studying the formation."

Ma Yushan said with a smile:

"Formation is a broad and profound subject, and it cannot be learned in a day or two."

He said without waiting for Siyi to speak, and continued:

"What kind of array are you laying out?"

"Returning to the seniors, the juniors laid out the Nine Palaces and Eight Diagrams Formation."

Ma Yushan nodded and said:

"Nine palaces and eight trigrams formation! The most important arrangement of this formation, if one step is wrong, will not achieve the desired effect. Your nine palaces and eight trigrams are all reversed, so how can you succeed?"

"What the senior said is."

Not at all annoyed by Ma Yushan's preaching, he said with a slight smile:

"The younger generation is new to the formation technique, the formation technique is broad and profound, but it is difficult to understand, the younger generation is dull, and I hope the senior will not hesitate to enlighten me."

Ma Yushan looked at Siyi in disbelief, and asked:

"You said you were new to formations, but it's true."

"Siyi respectfully replied:

"Exactly."

"That makes sense, why did you get the directions all wrong?"

Si Yi smiled slightly and said:

"Let the seniors laugh."

Seeing what he said, Ma Yushan also started to laugh, "I thought you wouldn't feel embarrassed."

Being teased like this by the old senior, Siyi also had a thick skin and didn't feel embarrassed at all, but she still acted like a young man on the surface, smiled shyly, and then said with a serious expression:

"I hope that senior can teach me the formation."

He has a serious face, even with his head down, his back is straight.

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