Pan-Earth Alliance Council

Chapter 22: The Art of the Sword Created by the Master of Ergonomics
An old man in green robes in his 70s rushed out of the clouds and mist, his robes were blown by the wind, hunting, he struck down like a bird of prey in the mountains, and the long sword in his hand shone coldly.

Eyebrows with evil spirits, fighting spirit is awe-inspiring!
Mu Chenxing's scalp was numb, 40 meters, he only took one breath to cross 40 meters, and his mental force field almost failed to catch people.

Really old and strong.

But he didn't hide.

As long as it is within his mind force field, as long as it is not faster than his mind, the enemy will undoubtedly be defeated.

He knew that this old man must be Feng Qingyang, the top expert in Swordsman.

So what?

Let's stay in the storage space for a while.

He continued to walk forward and walked to the entrance of the cave at Siguoya. After sitting down on the stone platform at the entrance, he placed Feng Qingyang with his back facing him 40 meters away.

Feng Qingyang's long sword was still sharp, and his fighting spirit was still high, but his opponent had lost his figure, and his position was not right.

With a chill in his heart, he turned his head back with the long sword, and Jian Guang stirred back himself, after breaking through the possible pursuit of the opponent, he turned back to look back.

The opponent sat peacefully more than ten feet away.

What a weird technique!

What a powerful tool!

There is no concept of time in the storage space, and his thinking will stop after entering, so his consciousness is still stuck at the moment when he raided Mu Chenxing, and only then did he have the illusion that the enemy disappeared instantly, and his position was changed.

"You and I have no enmity, why do you fight and kill as soon as you come up?" Mu Chenxing sat on the stone platform and asked in a flat tone.

"It's hard to find an opponent, it's embarrassing to be lonely! I'm being rude." Feng Qingyang put his sword back into its sheath, and cupped his hands in salute.

He knew in his heart that once the fight was over, he was defeated.

Yesterday, when he heard that this person was flying with his sword, he felt itchy, but in today's fight, he didn't draw a sword.

The defeat was complete and inexplicable.

"How about a talk?" Mu Chenxing invited.

"Okay." Feng Qingyang walked to the side of the stone platform and sat down, looking at the immature face of this person, couldn't help asking: "Dare to ask your honorable gentleman?"

"19 is old."

"19 years old?" The old man felt that he had received a great blow. He had practiced swordsmanship for [-] years, but he couldn't pass a single round under the hands of a child, and he didn't even know how he lost. It was too shocking.

"It's really a genius from the sky, not comparable to ordinary people of my generation." He sighed dejectedly, and asked a little bitterly: "Your Majesty is on the cliff, why are you looking for this old man?"

"I want to defeat Dugu Qiubai senior."

Mu Chenxing said this on purpose. If he directly said that he wanted to read the sword manual of Dugu Nine Swords, a stubborn old man like Feng Qingyang would never give it to him. He, a person who doesn't know the details, got this top-notch swordsmanship.

So he put it another way.

Back then, Dugu Qiubai became invincible in the world after middle age. For the rest of his life, he felt that he had no opponent and was bored enough. He even wrote in his epitaph the sentence "I can't find an opponent in my life, I am lonely and embarrassing". The successor also knew his loneliness.

In view of this, Mu Chenxing prescribes the right medicine: I am not here to challenge you today, I am here to challenge Dugu Qiubai, to fulfill the last wish of my senior, and you have no reason to stop it.

He doesn't know if Feng Qingyang recognizes this logic, but he wants to try it anyway.

Try it without losing a piece of meat, what if it succeeds?

Feng Qingyang was stunned for a moment, Senior Dugu was a figure in the early Song Dynasty, you, a Ming Dynasty person, want to challenge him after 500 years?
This matter... is not impossible. It is really lonely to ask for an opponent but not available. It is difficult for people who have not reached this level to understand. It just so happens that he is slightly aware of this feeling.

If someone can defeat Senior Dugu, his spirit in heaven should be gratified.

"Okay, I will show you Senior Dugu's sword manual." He decided to accomplish this and let this young man who defeated him challenge Dugu Qiubai!
"I have never practiced martial arts, can senior read me the sword manual in plain language?" Mu Chenxing made another request, and quietly took out a miniature tape recorder and hid it in his arms.

How could he understand the sword manual full of classical Chinese and ancient characters?Feng Qingyang probably wouldn't let him take the sword manual away, so before going to the cliff, he prepared the recording equipment. This is called technological crushing, and it is a cross-age strike.

Whether it will be successful or not is another matter, we must prepare in advance.

"You haven't practiced martial arts?" Feng Qingyang's eyes almost popped out.The old man was defeated by a child who had never practiced martial arts?This matter was too bizarre and absurd, and he couldn't accept it.

Mu Chenxing was about to pretend to be aggressive, so he fooled the old man, and said loudly: "I have never practiced a single move, nor have I seen martial arts mentality. All my skills are read from classics, understood the truth, and take heaven and earth as my teacher. Taking mountains and rivers as friends, connecting the universe with one breath, and borrowing from all things."

He hooked his fingers, Feng Qing raised the sword at his waist, and the pile of stones and a few dead branches near the stone platform were all flying around him in the air, like a soldier worshiping a general, like a courtier bowing to a king.

The rhetoric in his mouth is not martial arts at all, but this reasoning and demeanor are really bluffing.

Feng Qingyang was taken aback.

The more intelligent a person is, the more he thinks and the more powerful his brain is.

Taking heaven and earth as a teacher, and borrowing the mighty power of all things, how similar is this to the old man who "harmonizes with yin and yang, adjusts to the four seasons, travels between heaven and earth, and sees and hears well beyond"?
Anyway, in the old man's eyes, Mu Chenxing is no longer a rare martial arts genius, but has risen to the realm of perfection where he has realized the unity of man and nature.

This is called poor information.

This is fooling an honest man.

"Okay, the old man will read it to you!" He suddenly became heroic and excited, with a mentality of witnessing the best stories of the martial arts, and seeing the natural man, he interpreted Dugu Qiubai's sword manual for Mu Chenxing word by word.

He felt extremely honored, because he was witnessing the first time in 500 years, between the geniuses, on!sword!

This "discussion on swords" in Feng Qingyang's eyes lasted for three hours.

Mu Chenxing finally understands the essence of Dugu Nine Swords, and also understands the truth of the Book of Changes that "Guimei tends to Wuwang, Wuwang tends to peers, peers tend to Dayou...".

The reason is very simple, Dugu Nine Swords is not martial arts, or in other words, this set of swordsmanship is not martial arts in the conventional sense.

It is a game method created by Dugu Qiubai, a master of ergonomics.

Dugu Qiubai's focus is not on moves at all, he has no moves himself, neither does the enemy in his eyes, he is not trying to break moves at all, he is breaking people.

He disassembled all the movements that the human body can make, and by analyzing the opponent's posture and signs of muscle strength, he can see through the subsequent series of movements.

This is "predict the enemy's opportunity first".

From the beginning, his focus was not on moves, so no matter how complicated and bizarre martial arts routines the enemy uses, they can't confuse him.What is alternate between reality and reality, what is unpredictable, no matter how many swords you hold, how much cleverness you shake, anyway, all you can exert strength is those few movements, I only need to attack the nodes of your movements.

This is "the one who attacks the enemy must be saved".

With the ability to "predict the enemy's opportunity first" and understand the principle of "the one who attacks the enemy must be saved", the basic skills of Dugu Nine Swords are considered complete, and this is the content of the "general formula".

Then, the common movements of martial arts such as bare hands, weapons, hidden weapons, etc., as well as the weakness of true energy moving along with the movements, are summarized into several formulas, or things like routines and Go formulas. That eight-style swordsmanship.

Of course, the truth is the same, and the routines are also those routines. How to use it depends on each person's understanding.

It's like receiving nine years of compulsory education together, and it turns out that some people are math geniuses, and some people can't even understand addition, subtraction, multiplication and division.

A group of people learn chess at the same time, some become national Go players, and some become stinky chess baskets.

It's all about intelligence and understanding.

Dugu Nine Swords, to put it bluntly, this is created by a person with a high IQ. It is out of the scope of conventional martial arts and can only be used by a person with a high IQ. Yijian swordsmanship!

"I lost."

Mu Chenxing bowed his head and admitted defeat, Dugu Qiubai is too evil, he is convinced!
Today he has gained a lot. Go back and study the recording carefully, and Dugu Nine Swords will definitely make him look good.At any rate, he is a top student with a high score and was admitted to a top prestigious school. IQ is not lacking. With the experience summed up by the predecessors and Feng Qingyang's careful interpretation, there is no problem in learning this set of swordsmanship.

Of course he would not fight with a long sword in close quarters. He had to figure out a set of attacking techniques based on his own situation to control the sword with mind power.

Maybe I, a disguised sword fairy, can become a real sword fairy.

Maybe it's time to build a "flying sword".

"Ugh!"

Feng Qingyang sighed for a long time, his energy and energy seemed to be weakened, and his face became more and more aged.These three hours took a lot of effort, and the result once again proved the awesomeness of my ancestor and my stupidity.

After seventy years of sword practice, he couldn't pass a match under his hands, but this amazingly talented person still bows his head in front of the ancestor's sword manual.He didn't feel proud, he just felt that his aptitude was dull, not as good as that of his ancestor.

It's really unworthy, failing to master the art handed down from the ancestors.

"Although I failed to decipher Senior Dugu's swordsmanship, I also realized a truth." Mu Chenxing had the idea of ​​playing a prank, and also wanted to motivate the old man, wanting to boost his desire to pursue martial arts.

Feng Qingyang's mentality is too lifeless, so I want to show him something exciting.

Mu Chenxing frowned slightly, pretending to be concentrating, and finally sighed: "The truth is there, but it can't be expressed in words. I can only show it to you. I hope seniors can understand it."

Then, while Feng Qingyang was stunned, he "shattered the void" and "ascended in the daytime", traveled through the universe, and returned to the world where super powers were out of control.

He was going to get two cases of whiskey, get some weapons, deal with trivial matters, and go to the new world.

What kind of world would it be in a universe where the energy activity and information activity both exceeded the super energy out of control?

He was curious.

(End of this chapter)