Qin Shi: Sword Asks the Bright Moon

Chapter 119 I'm going to kill you

Since Yang Ming came to Xianyang, he made a mistake, a huge mistake. He calculated too much, cared too much, wanted too much, knew too much, so that he forgot his true self.

In this world, he has seen too many awe-inspiring things, from the old butler to the Baihu Village in Hengshan, to Li Mu, the military god of the northern border, and Master Mo Jiacang, these real people appeared in Yang Ming's life one by one, giving Yang Ming The great shock brought by Ming.

He kept reminding himself that everyone in this world is a living person, he is not special, and no one has the right to be unscrupulous. Having such a cognition is not wrong to a certain extent.

When he was in Zhao country, Yang Ming also thought so, so he was not lacking in caution when he was bold and reckless, but after coming to Xianyang, all this changed.

He started planning and calculating, maybe it was for the promise to Zi Nu, maybe it was because of that ridiculous plan, or maybe it was to create a state of mind suitable for practicing Paiyun Palm, he started to suppress his own nature, he Become gloomy in mind, become sensitive and melancholy.

Indulging in the tenderness of the maid, he thought he was experiencing feelings. He was struggling with Li Wu, but he felt that he was constantly testing out of caution. In front of Yu'er, whom he had a crush on, he expressed The personable and personable, but said that he was trying to win her favor, and never took specific actions.

He actually began to like the feeling of being pulled, and felt how different he was in this world.

But he forgot that calculations without action are worthless, he forgot that caution without courage is actually the same as shrinking, and he even forgot that he was just a teenager.

In another historical track of time and space, there was once a very powerful person who wrote: teenagers don't know the feeling of sorrow, and they force their sorrow to write new words.

And Yang Ming was no different from what was described in that sentence.

How can a teenager who doesn't have enough experience know what real melancholy is?
The three unique martial arts, Fengshen Leg, Paiyun Palm, and Tianshuang Fist were created by Li Jing, the military god of the Tang Dynasty. Among them, Fengshen Leg was created when Li Jing was young. Create Fengshen legs with the madness of a teenager.

Later, after experiencing ups and downs in the world, middle-aged Li Jing entered the Tao through worry and created the cloud-dispelling palm. In his later years, he created the Tianshuang boxing in the desert wind and snow with his old and firm ambition.

Yang Ming was the first to practice Cloud Pai Zhang because of a special reason, but that special reason can only exist for a while, he is only a young man after all, he doesn't have enough experience to settle his sorrow, his sorrow can only be created by himself False worries are not real, so he has been unable to complete the last pose of his cloud-dispelling palm.

He didn't even comprehend the true meaning of melancholy, how could he further appreciate its misery, even the ultimate 'lightness'.

Young people should be wanton. In this world, who else is qualified to be more wanton than Yang Ming.

He respects this world, respects the wisdom of this world, but only underestimates himself and denies his own strength. He knows the vastness of this world, but why does he need to deny himself.

He is a person who transcends time, so why should he be afraid of the transformation of space.

The world needs awe, but not fear.

What did Yang Ming get in exchange for his cautiousness after coming to Xianyang?It is a sword that strikes and kills in the dark.

Young people should be reckless, so why worry too much.

Looking at Yang Ming's back, Zhao Ji vaguely sensed something. A faint breeze surrounded Yang Ming's body, as if something was brewing.

Is this kid a little different?Zhao Ji looked at the back of Yang Ming walking on the square, and the distance was getting farther, but Zhao Ji felt that Yang Ming's figure seemed to be getting taller.

Under everyone's gaze, Yang Ming climbed onto the stage step by step.

"Is he trying to make a breakthrough?" Lai Ai under the ring looked at Yang Ming's figure with a gloomy look on her face. Zhao Ji didn't understand martial arts. What exactly is the change.

But Lao Ai is different, he is a rare master, how can he not see that there is a kind of momentum brewing in Yang Ming's body at this time, and there is a possibility of rushing out of obstacles at any time and soaring into the sky.

This kind of momentum?Is it the kind of legwork I saw last night?His strongest is not palm technique, but leg technique?Lai Ai stared at Yang Ming closely, and subconsciously clenched the long sword in her hand.

"The wind is blowing." The female guard beside Zhao Ji looked at Yang Ming on the ring intently, and murmured.

"What's the wind? Isn't there no wind?" Hearing the female guard's murmur, Zhao Ji asked sideways.

"It's the wind on Yang Ming's body." The female guard replied.

"The wind on Yang Ming's body? Why didn't the Ai family see it?" Zhao Ji asked doubtfully.

"Back to the Empress Dowager, that's a kind of momentum for martial arts practitioners, a kind of momentum that can turn invisible internal force into substance. At this time, Yang Ming is brewing this kind of momentum. Once he completely controls this momentum, he will It can be promoted to the first-class realm, the first-class realm under the age of 17, the world is so big, and there are so many geniuses." The female guard praised.

"You can't let him completely condense his own momentum. His skill is no longer inferior to the first-class masters. If he masters the momentum, even if I have the sword in my hand, I can't win." The invisible wind around Ming Zhou made Lai Ai a little flustered.

"Lieutenant Yang, Lai Ai please fight." Lai Ai said, he couldn't let Yang Ming continue to break through.

"Shut up." Zhao Ji reprimanded directly. Although she doesn't know martial arts, she has read a lot of idle books. Besides, the female guard next to her is a master. She still knows something about things like Shi .

Now is the opportunity for Yang Ming to break through, once it is interrupted, no one knows how long it will be until the next opportunity like this comes.

"Queen Mother, my first opponent is Lai Ai." Yang Minglang said.

"allow."

Seeing this, Lao Ai showed a smile, and jumped onto the ring, but still failed to break through.

"Lao Ai." Lao Ai clasped her fists and said.

"I know you." Yang Ming smiled brightly.

"Your Excellency, I've heard of you for a long time." Lai Ai smiled, not at all seeing that it was he who arranged the assassination of Yang Ming last night, and it was he who interrupted Yang Ming's confrontation with his words just now. Cohesion.

"That's why I'm going to kill you." Yang Ming said calmly.

"What?" Lai Ai asked in astonishment, and then she was startled suddenly. Could it be that what happened last night was exposed?It shouldn't be, when did the people in the Lieutenant's Mansion become so efficient...

"I'm going to beat you to death." Yang Ming laughed while speaking, and the sound of his laughter was very loud, which looked very strange in the empty square.

"Arrogance." Lai Ai said coldly, although he was afraid of Yang Ming's strength, but he was a real top-notch master, how could he not be angry when someone bluntly told him that he was going to beat him to death.

"Arrogant?" Yang Ming took a step forward, and the momentum that had been brewing for a long time burst out of his body.

A gust of wind rushed out of Yang Ming's body, and Yang Ming's clothes, cloak, and long hair danced along with it. The shape of the wind means madness.

"He broke through?" Lai Ai, who was hit by the strong wind, took a step back uncontrollably. Just now, the momentum he sensed from Yang Ming's body changed completely. It was wind, but it wasn't exactly wind. The wind just now was just a breeze. face, but the current wind is raging.

On the floor under Yang Ming's feet, winds blew past one after another, leaving deep marks one after another. Before Yang Ming could make a move, Lai Ai felt a feeling of wind knife adding to her body.

"This is?" Zhao Ji looked at Yang Ming with burning eyes. At this moment, even if she didn't know martial arts, she could tell from Yang Ming the arrogance that seemed to wreak havoc on the world.

"This trend is so strong." The female guard said in shock.

"Could it be that you are the only one who has power? I also have it." Sensing that her mind was shaken in an instant, Lao Ai shouted, black air was transpiring around her body, and there was darkness behind her.

"Rainstorm and strong wind." The wind was blowing under Yang Ming's feet, and the shadows of his legs attacked Lao Ai with the momentum of the strong wind.

Lai Ai swung the long sword, and streaks of scarlet sword energy shot out, meeting Yang Ming's Fengshen leg.

The strength of the legs and the sword energy suddenly collided in one place, and spread out in all directions. The raging leg strength and sword energy cracked the stone slabs on the ring inch by inch.

Lao Ai dodged a leg force and fought back angrily. Behind her, a flagpole as thick as a forearm broke.

"I can stop it." Lao Ai yelled loudly, mustering up twelve points of internal strength, the sword's sword qi crisscrossed, turning into a sword net to block Yang Ming's offensive.

"Then I'll be faster and stronger." Yang Ming jumped higher into the sky and stepped on Lai Ai from the sky. This time, he didn't have the leg strength that can't be defeated ten steps away, but he had a kind of black boots. footprints, but it is the power to condense kamikaze to the limit.

"This is exciting, this is the martial arts competition that the Ai family wants to see, and this is the little tiger that the Ai family wants to tame." On the high platform, Zhao Ji stood up excitedly, took two steps forward quickly, and stood up. on the steps.

In Zhao Ji's sight, Yang Ming jumped high in the air, stepped on Lai Ai's long sword, and then jumped down high into the sky with the help of the counter-shock force, with more domineering strength and faster speed. The speed stepped down from the sky.

In her line of sight, Yang Ming was almost gone, and all she could see were afterimages in the sky and gravel splashed on the ring.

"I can stop it. I haven't realized my dream yet." Lai Ai waved her long sword vigorously to block Yang Ming's foot again, but uncontrollably retreated three steps under her foot, and a trace of light appeared in his ear. There was a slight cracking sound.

Lai Ai didn't have time to catch her breath, another kick fell from the sky. Facing such a powerful kick, he could only forcefully hold his sword in front of him. As Yang Ming's foot stepped on the sword, a louder kick came out. There was a sound of breaking, and his hard-to-find sword unexpectedly broke.

Lai Ai tried her best to stab Yang Ming with the short sword and threw the broken blade at the same time, but Yang Ming's speed had surpassed his imagination, and the person had already appeared in a higher altitude.

"The wind rolled over the building." Yang Ming, who stretched out high into the sky, spun rapidly. Under the raging wind, a huge tornado suddenly appeared on the square.

"It's the move from last night, but it's a stronger and more domineering move." Lai Ai, who had seen the residual power of Fengjuanlou last night, saw it appear in the sky, carrying countless gravels, and Lai Ai had already been crushed. Governed by the terror of facing death.

"No, my journey has just begun. I still want to become the school captain of Ganquan Palace, I want to control the trap, I want to conquer the Queen Mother, and control the Qin Kingdom. I can't die here." Lai Ai roared in her heart road.

Facing the fear of death, he threw away the short sword in his hand. At this moment, he actually broke through, with sword energy criss-crossing all over his body, and he was already deep in the darkness.

"Cover up the sun, the sun is full of darkness, cover up the sun!" The female guard standing beside Zhao Ji said in shock when she saw the darkness appearing in the square.

"What is shady and dark? What hides the sun? Is it a net?" Zhao Ji asked.

"It's the cover of the sun in the net, and Lao Ai is the first-class assassin in the net to cover the sun. It's just that he broke through, and even used this move without using the sword to cover the sun. He actually broke through when he was alive and dead. .” The female guard murmured.

There are tens of thousands of second-rate masters in the world, but not even one percent can break through to the first-rate realm. The biggest bottleneck among them is momentum.

This is also the reason why there are countless schools of martial arts who are obviously advanced in martial arts, but there are very few people who can truly become first-class masters.

Third-rate and second-rate masters, as long as they have a suitable volume of martial arts and practice hard, they can achieve it, but Shi is the most test of a person's talent. Countless second-rate masters can hardly comprehend the existence of Shi after spending their entire lives.

But in the face of the predicament of shi, there are also shortcuts to take. The famous sword is the most effective shortcut. If a second-rate expert can obtain a famous sword, and watch it day and night, he has a great possibility to comprehend the power of the sword and break through to the first-rate state.

This is also the reason why famous swords are precious, because a famous sword means a first-class master.

There are several such famous swords in the net, and Zheri is one of them.

However, the existence of breaking through the first-class realm with the help of famous swords relies too much on famous swords. Once the famous sword is lost, martial arts will be greatly reduced, and now Lao Ai, the first-class killer of Luowang, Jianri, unexpectedly broke through , broke away from the reliance on the Hidden Sun Sword, and only relied on his own skill to use the Hidden Sun Sword's lore move.

"Could Yang Ming win?" Zhao Ji asked.

"It's hard to say." The female guard said solemnly.

Yang Ming is the God of the Wind at this moment, which is a realm she has never reached, and Lai Ai's breakthrough is also a realm she has never reached.

In Zhao Ji's solemn sight, the tornado and the darkness had collided violently, and the huge energy storm spread, and the entire arena collapsed in an instant.

Zhao Ji took a step back subconsciously, and then pulled the female guard's arm to stand firm. In her sight, the strong wind was tearing the darkness, and the darkness was also swallowing the strong wind.

Following a violent explosion, a figure flew out of the storm. It was a figure in a state of embarrassment. The battle armor on his body had been shattered into fragments, his hair was disheveled, his original appearance could not be seen, and there were streaks of blood. Oozing from between its tattered clothes.

"I blocked it, I blocked it, I blocked it after all, it's a good move, it's a good move, it's a good move, it's almost, it's almost, I'm going to die, but I survived, I survived, hahaha." The trembling Lao Ai staggered and knelt down on the ground with her hands on the ground, laughing wantonly for the rest of her life.

"Where's Yang Ming?" Zhao Ji, who was supporting the female guard's arm, subconsciously grasped the female guard's arm, and she couldn't see Yang Ming in her line of sight.

"In the sky." The female guard suddenly looked at the sky in a moment of hesitation.

"Kamikaze howls."

"No, I have already blocked your strongest move, why..." Lai Ai's laughter stopped abruptly, and in his sight, the dragon of the wind raged, and winds blew across his body Body, cut his flesh, tore his muscles, cut off his bones, and destroyed his soul.

"I'm not reconciled." Lao Ai said in despair.

"I said, I'm going to kill you." Yang Ming, who stepped on the ground again, looked at the already inhuman Lai Ai and said.

This is the life I want, go fucking cautious, go fucking gloomy you.

"So, I will do what I say." Yang Ming laughed loudly.

"Queen Mother, I won this round." Amidst the sound of Lai Ai falling down, Yang Ming turned around and saluted Zhao Ji on one knee.

Meeting Yang Ming's gaze, Zhao Ji's heart trembled suddenly: "Okay, okay, okay."

"You didn't disappoint Aijia." Zhao Ji stroked her chest with her palm trembling slightly amidst the huge trembling, making deep dents on the soft fabric.

At that moment, Zhao Ji had an illusion that although Yang Ming was kneeling in front of her, she saw Yang Ming as if she was standing in front of her, and the person kneeling on the ground was her.

　I wish everyone a happy Lantern Festival, and at the same time thank the book friend Qingfeng Driyu for the reward of 5000 book coins.

　　This chapter is barely a big chapter, right?If you round it up, it’s five thousand dollars. I wanted to take it apart, but I thought that some book friends would say that I’m a piece of shit, so I finished it in one go. Lai Ai, I’m going to kill you.At the same time, this chapter can be regarded as an explanation for the fact that many book friends mentioned in the previous article that the protagonist is set in Beng.

　　The protagonist's character is inherently awkward.

　　
　
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