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Although knives are also in the hall of elegance, the difference between knives and swords is not necessarily the difference between a thief and a gentleman, but in custom, especially when the sword is used in situations that are not for the purpose of fighting, the status of the two is certain.

Differential.

Some researchers have found that the knights in Gu Long's works rarely use swords every time they use knives, and believe that this reflects Gu Long's civilian consciousness. Indeed, in addition to the famous Xiao Li Feidao, Xiao Shiyilang, Fu Hongxue, Ding Xi,

Jiang Duanxian, Hua Cuo, Zhu Meng and other great heroes all used knives.

Gu Long believes: "The sword is elegant and belongs to the nobility; the sword is universal and civilian." "The sword is sometimes a gorgeous decoration, sometimes it is a symbol of identity and status. In a certain

Sometimes, it is even a symbol of power and majesty. The sword is not." Indeed, among other writers of martial arts novels, no one pays as much attention to the meaning of weapons as Gu Long. After reading Gu Long's works, we may be able to deepen our understanding of the meaning of weapons.

Understanding of the character of the knife.

However, nothing is absolute. The meaning of a knife and a sword also depends on the occasion and the person using it. For example, although the man named Ye now uses a knife and Taoist Ma uses a sword, the image of the two seems to be the same.

It's like it's turned upside down.

Daozhang Ma's sword is opened and closed, often with a momentum of no return. It is the image of a gentleman, but he is a reckless gentleman.

On the other hand, the sword of the man surnamed Ye, although it has the domineering power of slashing sideways and breaking the world, it can't hide the delicate and girl-like flexibility and femininity revealed in it!

The strength of the two seems to be about the same, but Zhang Taiping is a master of medium and large, and it can be seen that Taoist Ma's downfall will be a matter of time.

As he expected, after a few more moves, the man surnamed Ye's fierce sword skills suddenly changed. He suddenly changed from a big man from Shandong to a little girl from Jiangnan. He gently stroked Ma Daochang's body,

What seemed slow was actually fast, leaving a long wound on Taoist Master Ma's chest.

"You are defeated!" The man stood still with his sword in hand, still as calm and calm as before.

"I lost!" Taoist Master Ma did not hesitate and simply admitted defeat.

"Master, master." Qingmu ran to Taoist Master Ma and asked anxiously, "How are you?"

Taoist Master Ma shook his head and said, "It's okay. Donor Ye is merciful. He just suffered some skin injuries. He will be fine after a few days of rest."

Qingmu looked at the injury on Taoist Master Ma's chest. Although the blood stained his clothes and looked a bit miserable, it was indeed not serious. Then he felt relieved and said, "I'll go find some golden sore medicine."

Zhang Taiping took out a small bottle from his pocket and said: "These are some golden sore medicine to stop bleeding. You can apply it to your master."

Seeing Qingmu still a little hesitant, Taoist Master Ma smiled and scolded: "Don't be ignorant, Mr. Zhang's medical skills are extremely high, and the golden sore medicine from the Zhang family is absolutely top-notch."

Taoist priest Ma was right. This was indeed the best golden sore medicine, but it was not made by the old man. It was prepared by Zhang Taiping himself. It was mixed with some good medicinal materials from the space. It was extremely effective in stopping bleeding and healing wounds.

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Aoki quickly took the golden sore medicine and applied it to Taoist Master Ma. It worked wonders, and the blood flowing out immediately stopped.

The man surnamed Ye did not put the knife into the wooden box. After Taoist Master Ma cleaned up the wound, he turned to look at Zhang Taiping and said: "I feel that this brother is also a practitioner. I wonder if I can teach you two tricks."

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"You want to challenge me?" Zhang Taiping laughed.

The man surnamed Ye was indifferent to the strange smile on his face. He took out the knife again and said, "Please give me some advice."

Taoist Ma has a relationship with the old man. He has heard the old man talk about Zhang Taiping's kung fu, but hearing is not as good as meeting him. He has no intuitive idea of ​​the extent of Zhang Taiping's kung fu. He was about to say something, Zhang Taiping's

His words were stuck in his throat as soon as he opened his mouth.

"In that case, let me learn a few tricks." Zhang Taiping said with a smile. He walked up to Taoist Master Ma and said, "I'll borrow Taoist Master's sword to use."

Taoist Master Ma gave him the sword, hesitated for a moment and then said to the man named Ye: "Please beg Donor Ye to be merciful later."

Zhang Taiping smiled helplessly, never expecting that he would be underestimated in Kung Fu.

"Brother, don't fight. Don't compete with this self-righteous person." Fan Ming looked at the shining knives and swords. Although he knew that Zhang Taiping's kung fu was amazing, the swords had no eyes. Once the fight started, who could know what the outcome would be.

.Immediately developed a dislike for that elegant man, and his words were not polite.

Although Cai Xiaomei was a little worried, she didn't say it out loud. She only regretted why she walked into this Taoist temple. If her brother-in-law had any shortcomings, there was no way she could explain it to her sister.

Zhang Taiping signaled to the two that it was okay, then waved away the big dog that was already hunched over in preparation for fighting. He raised his sword and raised his hand towards the man surnamed Ye and said, "Please!"

Although the man named Ye could not see the depth of Zhang Taiping, he felt a deep sense of crisis from the moment Zhang Taiping stood in front of him, so he showed no mercy when he made his move.

Zhang Taiping uses a sword, but what he uses is sword skills. His sword skills are ruthless and fast, but he uses a light and flexible sword to display them, but he cannot exert the full power of the sword skills. Daoya and Ye

The men fought evenly.

Seeing that the two people were able to fight evenly, Taoist Master Ma, who was sitting next to the Eight Immortals table, sighed a little and looked a little sad. The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and the waves in front die on the beach. The rise of a new generation is always accompanied by the sadness of the older generation.

Exiting. Taoist Master Ma's mood was a bit complicated. It was not that he was jealous of his juniors, but it was just a normal reaction of a hero in his later years. But fortunately, he had lived in seclusion in the mountains for more than ten years and had cultivated his mind well, so he quickly got rid of that emotion.

He said to Aoki beside him: "Look carefully, although you are learning swordsmanship, when the kung fu reaches a certain level, there will always be something in common, which will be helpful to your future swordsmanship."

"Yes!" Aoki nodded. In fact, there was no need for Director Ma to tell that he was already looking at it with bright eyes.

The swordsmanship of the man surnamed Ye is both fierce and gentle, and often gives people a very sudden and uncomfortable feeling during sudden changes. If others, such as Taoist Master Ma, might have been affected by his sudden changes,

Lost.

The main reason is that Zhang Taiping's sword skills are also straight forward with weird sword skills, which have somewhat similar meanings, so he can adapt to his depressing sword skills.

Suddenly, the man surnamed Ye's wrist rotated slightly, and he was cutting horizontally before suddenly changing direction and swiping downwards. This move was so sudden that once it was swung, it would definitely result in disembowelment.

Under the amplification of space, Zhang Taiping's senses and reactions have reached superhuman levels. His speed, which is so fast that others may see it as slowing down, has no sense of mystery in his eyes. His knife has the same speed as before.

It was lifted sharply from bottom to top at a strange angle, so that the two knives collided firmly together.

In terms of strength, it is estimated that no one can reach as perverted as Zhang Taiping. The man surnamed Ye's sword skills are indeed very good, but he loses because of his strength. The two swords suddenly collided and a huge force followed the handle.

It was transferred to his hand in an instant, and the tiger's mouth couldn't bear the force and burst open, blood spilled a red line in the air.

This is a man who truly regards the knife as his life. Even though his entire arm was raised with great force, he still held the handle of the knife tightly with his injured hand to prevent the long knife from flying out.

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After this move, Zhang Taiping stopped.

The man handed the long knife to his other hand and returned it to the sheath. He said to Zhang Taiping, "I lost!"

Zhang Taiping nodded: "You lose!"

For the first time, another expression appeared on Ponytail's face, one of pity. He tore off a piece of his robe and gently bandaged the man's mouth.

Zhang Taiping threw the golden sore medicine over and said, "Spread some of this and it will heal faster."

The ponytail took the medicine bottle and did not immediately uncork it, but looked up at the man. The man surnamed Ye smiled, and at this moment he had a woman-like sense of enchantment. He took off the cloth and sprinkled the golden sore medicine on it.

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ps: I originally wanted to post a few more chapters, but I had something to do tonight, so I’ll just post three chapters today.