Martial arts Dazhutian

Chapter 13

"Outer door, Huang Lin"

"Outer door, often"

When Huang Lin heard Chang Wei's name being called by his uncle on stage, he was still wondering if it was the one who called the letter.

In fact, in the original Dabi, there was no process of self-reporting the name, and it all started when the uncle shouted from the side.

When Huang Lin lifted it up for the first time, he saluted with his sword in one hand, and then called out his name, and won in a chic manner. This etiquette became popular in just three or four days.

The sword-holding ceremony that is often performed on the opposite side is also acceptable, and there may be a lot of practice in private.

The starting moves are still Huashan's internal competitions of courteous moves "Welcome the guests in the green pine" and "Hidden in the green hills".

This time Huang Lin didn't make casual gestures. It was the first time he had a hand with the 3rd year group, and he was ready to stabilize, in case the car overturned, it would be embarrassing.

Often because I have heard Huang Lin's name a lot in the past few days, so when I came up, I took the lead with "Gubo Sensen".

Huang Lin stood up and tried his opponent's strength.

It's okay, it's not beyond the tolerance range, and my heart feels more at ease.

move, push
progress wipe
sideways
Didn't bring out new things, still the old basic sword style plus small steps to move, defending the center and leading the attack, steadily familiar with the regular rhythm.

It is often seen, and there is no rush.

Both sides are fighting steadily, looking for each other's flaws.

Twenty strokes

Thirty strokes

After fifty strokes.

Chang Wei's physical exertion was obviously greater than Huang Lin's. If there were no variables, he would definitely lose in the end.

Seeing this, he had no choice but to speed up his attack to seek an opportunity.

The disciples in the audience couldn't see why, they only said that it was because of the offensive, Huang Lin was tired of defending, and there were many discussions.

Ning Zhong and Wang Xuerong were in a hurry, but the little fat man had full confidence in Huang Lin.

And Yue Chaoqun, who had already finished, frowned in the audience.

Huang Lin was still not in a hurry on the stage, and he was familiar with all kinds of basic sword styles, and the occasional counterattack made Chang Wei frightened. Apart from the masters and uncles in the stands, he probably only knew about the distress.

As a last resort, Chang Wei can only increase his strength and speed, trying to accomplish all his achievements in one battle.

After a few strokes, Huang Lin saw that he was starting to go all out, took advantage of his "Boundless Falling Log" to chop down, held it up, and then took a small step back. This was the first time since the two competed to extend the distance.

Sure enough, Chang Wei immediately took the move of "You Feng Lai Yi" and rushed towards him, stabbing the point of his sword towards the door.

移步
When Chang Wei ran behind him, Huang Lin took the opportunity to withdraw his sword, and hit him on the back with the hilt, knocking him staggering.

Then he turned around and approached with strength, and the blade rested on his shoulder and neck.

Chang Wei didn't even turn around, so he had no choice but to admit defeat.

There was an uproar under the stage.

"It's outrageous. Just now I thought Chang Wei would win, but why did he suddenly fail?"

"That's right, Huang Lin didn't even break a sweat."

"Yes, yes, the clothes and hairstyle are not messed up, and it looks like the victory is very easy."

"It's so handsome. If I have this ability, I can also enter the inner door."

"Old man, if you don't talk about such a good seedling, Old Tan will snatch it up."

In the stands, Luan Qingrou looked at her wife with a smile.

"He dares! Huh?"

Hearing this, the old man turned his head and gave Tan Qingfang a sideways glance and said.

The corner of Tan Qingfang's mouth twitched, and he couldn't beat him again and again, so he could only silently pinch his beard and pretended not to hear.

"I heard that the junior brother who is in charge of the sect is also interested in this Huang Lin. Alas, this little guy's talent is really good, and his character is not bad. He has won many people."

Luan Qingrou continued to provoke her wife.

"Hmph, that kid Feng Qingyang before, I'm a poor little uncle who doesn't have a successor, otherwise I can give it to him? Let's see who fights with me this time!"

Tan Qingfang next to him couldn't hold back, and curled his lips: "It happened more than ten years ago, and I still remember it. You can't beat the little uncle, right? Otherwise, you will be so angry that you will throw this guy to me?"

Unexpectedly, the old man noticed this little move, and he turned around and turned around.

"What do you mean? Am I wrong? It seems that you have made good progress in the past few years. Do you want to stay and pass?"

"Senior Brother Chen, you are being unreasonable. If you don't accept children from other people, you can't let others have some hope?"

Tan Qingfang thought about it, he was getting old, and his face would not look good after being beaten up by his senior, so he could only reply softly.

"Hmph! Who said I won't accept it anymore, didn't I just observe it before?"

"You're right, all right."

"Okay, the lottery for the second round over there is all over, I'll ask someone to talk to the head junior, so as not to cause trouble."

Luan Qingrou interrupted the dispute between the two old men.

Between the two rounds of competition, there was no rest. After Huang Lin and Chang Wei had finished fighting, the other two rings had long since ended, and the winners there were all seniors in the 7-year group.

Only Huang Lin, Ning Zhongze, and Yue Chaoqun were the only rookies who could make it to the second round.

Ningzhong got the short lottery, but this round of short lottery can't directly advance to the top ten, she has to compare with the losers in this round.

In the second round, each of the three arenas has only two games. If they win, they will be in the top ten and get six places. If they lose, they will go to the third round and Ningzhong to compete for four places in the third round.

Yue Chaoqun was in the first round of the C-Lei, and his opponent was an old man from the 7-year group.

When he came to the stage, he still hadn't recovered. He barely managed more than ten strokes before he was defeated.

On the Yi Lei side, Bai Zimo from the 3rd year group and Qu Zhongmei from the 7th year group played wonderfully. In the end, Bai Zimo won the New Year's Eve group.

In the final result of Jialei, Jing Sanli of the 7th-year group easily defeated the opponent of the 3rd-year group.

"call"

Huang Lin breathed a sigh of relief and walked slowly.

It was his turn next, and his opponent was Yuan Xiaoyang, an old man from the 7th grade group.

Among the remaining people in the 7th year group, this person is not too strong, but he is not weak either.

After a few simple attempts, Huang Lin realized that he was right.

If he fights hard, he will lose if he insists on forty or fifty moves at most.

The trick at the bottom of the box can't be hidden!

At this time, Yuan Xiaoyang just swept over with the style of "breeze brings refreshment".

Huang Lin didn't block, and after he dodged, the wooden sword in his hand followed his strength a little bit, which was similar to the last blow he had just hit.

Yuan Xiaoyang's sword swung away immediately, and Huang Lin followed him with a downward cut.

After ten or so moves, Yuan Xiaoyang's disadvantage was getting bigger and bigger, so he withdrew his strength to make moves. Before that, his strength of about seven or eight points in one move became five points.

The effect was immediate, even if Huang Lin followed his strength to break the move, it would not affect him much, not to mention that his hard power was already stronger than the opponent.

After regaining his confidence, Yuan Xiaoyang's offensive flourished.

When Huang Lin saw this, he was not in a hurry, what he was afraid of was that the opponent's strength would be overwhelming, and now that he had received half of his strength, if he couldn't match it, there was nothing he could do.

Concentrate on the basics such as lifting, sweeping, pointing, cutting, etc. one by one.

Several times Yuan Xiaoyang's sword passed close to him, and everyone in the audience exclaimed.

It's not that Huang Lin intends to show off, but he got used to it when he competed with Tang Shao, who was in double state, when he practiced martial arts in Sea of ​​Knowledge.

After another twenty or more moves, Yuan Xiaoyang only felt like a fish in a fishing net.

When he was in a normal state before, he was so powerful that he was hit by the opponent's strange moves, but now he has withdrawn his strength, the opponent is also normal, and the fight is quite cool, but he feels that he can't beat it!

A person who can stay in the outer sect for 7 years without being able to enter the inner sect is definitely not a good talent, otherwise he would have been spotted by the uncles of the Qing generation, and he would not have waited until now.

Yuan Xiaoyang tried a few more tricks, but he had no choice but to increase his strength.

Huang Lin noticed that the wooden sword in his hand was frustrated, so he switched to using his strength again, and added an extra lead.

The so-called Yin is named by himself, and the style of play in Tai Chi is in his impression.

At this moment, Yuan Xiaoyang's "Boundless Fallen Tree" struck over.

Huang Lin used "Cangsong welcomes guests" to block it. When the two swords met, Huang Lin pushed harder.

Yuan Xiaoyang felt the force on the wooden sword, and unconsciously added two points of force to push back. How could he know that Huang Lin's force was only a little bit and then retracted, and he retracted too much. His sword was involuntarily drawn by Huang Lin. side.

Taking advantage of Yuan Xiaoyang's wooden sword being drawn away, the wooden sword in Huang Lin's hand drew a half circle and cut towards the opponent's neck.

"Tai Chi?"

"Plausible."

"It's just a resemblance."

The elders in the stands discussed.

Yuan Xiaoyang panicked all of a sudden, and even shrank his hands and feet from the fight. Even the disciples in the audience could see that his defeat had been revealed.

When the final score was decided, the two fought more than 200 strokes.

Although Huang Lin made a combination of strange moves, his hard power was still inferior to the opponent's. The advantage could not be turned into a victory, and he could only survive until the opponent was exhausted.

The so-called "four or two" is just an exaggeration. To borrow strength from an opponent, you must first have the capital to borrow strength.Obviously, Yuan Xiaoyang's strength did not exceed the scope of Huang Lin's leverage.

After Huang Lin received the cards representing the top ten, he stepped off the stage and joined the little fat man and the others.

"Senior brother is too good, the first newcomer in the top ten!"

The little fat man was more excited than him, and his fat face was flushed red.

Seeing Huang Lin's pale face and sweating profusely, Wang Xuerong took her own handkerchief and handed it to him.

He was the last one to step down when the fight was over, and he was already exhausted. If Yuan Xiaoyang insisted on the meeting just now, he might not even be able to lift his hands.

"duang, duang, duang."

After drinking the water bottle that the little fat man took in one breath, he calmed down, and then asked the two of them:

"Junior Sister Ning went to draw lots?"

"Well, when you were about to finish playing, you were called over. This meeting should be all over."

Huang Lin didn't reply after hearing the words, and sat down on the spot with his eyes closed.

He has to recover quickly, there will still be a place for the challenge. At present, it seems that he is the only rookie in the top ten, and the possibility of being selected for the challenge is too great.

Ning Zhongze and Yue Chaoqun are a little far behind, and there is little hope of making it into the top ten.

It didn't take long, and the third round was over.

As expected, Ning Zhongze and Yue Chaoqun faced the opponents in the 7th year group, and they were powerless to fight back.

Yuan Xiaoyang fought him to the exhaustion just now, and in the third round, he ran into Huang Ping of the same year. He was a rookie in the first round of the first round, and had a bye in the second round.

The last winner was Shen Tuhong from the 3-year group. His opponent in the first round was Tang Shao. saving effort.He was lucky in the third round just now, and his opponent was Tian Hai of the same year.

As a result, the current top ten of this year's outer sect competition has been released.

Group 7: Jing Sanli, Zhao Yizhong, Xiao Hongyang, Wei Xiuzhang, Huang Ping, Mu Menglin
Group 3: Bai Zimo, Mo Ming, Shen Tuhong
Plus newcomer Huang Lin, there are 10 people in total.

Qu Zhongmei, who has a bye in the third round, will randomly choose one of the above ten people to challenge once.

Huang Lin and other ten people stood in a row on the second ring, waiting for Qu Zhongmei's selection. In the end, she might feel that Shen Tuhong was not in good shape and she should be more confident, so she picked him and won a battle and squeezed into the top ten.

After the sect leader Ning Qingyu gave some encouragement and comfort on stage, it came to the part of apprenticeship that the disciples of the outer sect cared about.

"Yue Chaoqun and Ning Zhongze, are you two willing to join me?"

Ning Qingyu wanted to accept too many people. He wanted Huang Lin, Bai Zimo and Yue Chaoqun. Unfortunately, even if he was the head of the sect, he couldn't do anything arbitrarily. In addition, his wife wanted to accept Ning Zhongze, so she ordered it. These two people.

Of course, the two of them were extremely happy to be favored by the head of a faction. Even Yue Chaoqun, who was sullen and stable, would grin and squint his eyes. His envy.

"Disciple is willing!"

The two walked out with fists in their arms, and after saluting, they followed Ning Qingyu to the stands.

Huang Lin looked at the backs of the two of them leaving, and said that it was impossible not to envy him, but he was the head disciple, and there were too many hidden benefits.

"Huang Lin, would you like to take this old man as your teacher?"

(End of this chapter)