Volume 19: Legend of Lu Xiaofeng Chapter 489: Embroidery Needle Again
A famous hall.
An astonishing battle at the grandmaster level had just taken place here, and it looked as if another battle was about to take place, and it would be more fierce and intense than the previous one.
Su Weiyun had already stood up and faced the old man.
The silver table in front of him had already fallen to the side, and the silver light was shining and glittering, just illuminating the two swords at his waist.
One of them is the Changsheng Sword, and the other is the Xiaoxiang Sword.
The reputation of these two swords is actually quite great. If there is anyone in the world who has not heard of them, then he can pack his bags and go home to farm.
The old man was still trying to persuade Su Weiyun earnestly: "What's good or bad? When we are at this level, why bother to fight for victory or defeat?"
Su Weiyun said: "You set the net first, and I tied the rope later. It's a matter of life and death, and I don't need to say more!"
Lu Xiaofeng gently tugged at his sleeve, lowered his voice, and asked uncertainly: "Are you sure?"
The old man pondered for a moment, and finally looked at Gong Jiu and said, "Before we fight, we should ask the master first. Otherwise, we will damage the hall and make things difficult for him."
In fact, any discerning person can see that whether it is the attitude of the Palace Master, Jin Jiuling, or Ding Xi, they all almost indicate that the old man is the real master here.
But the old man repeatedly emphasized Gong Jiu's "master status".
Gong Jiu sat in the main seat and slowly said, "It doesn't matter if the hall is damaged, but it would be a great sin if it ruined the interest of the two of you in the duel."
Su Weiyun stared at the little old man, as if trying to see through what was inside his round, shiny head.
"The master agrees, what else do you have to worry about?"
The old man actually looked at Su Weiyun with the same, no different eyes.
Finally, he sighed and said, "Well, please let Hero Su Weiyun choose a weapon."
The huge weapon rack was still placed in the main hall. The little old man slowly rose up, like a bird spreading its wings, and flew across the sky. His posture was both graceful and swift.
He flew to the weapons rack, stretched out his palm, and tapped the side of the weapons rack.
The weapon rack, carrying numerous weapons, slid smoothly towards the center of the field.
When the old man returned to his original place, the weapons rack was right in front of him, full of dazzling weapons and a cold and intimidating look.
Su Weiyun smiled and said, "I don't need a sword, I only need the embroidery needle I used just now."
Upon hearing this, Lu Xiaofeng immediately returned the embroidery needle from the magic needle master Xue Zhuang to him.
The old man said, "Oh?"
Su Weiyun said: "The way to fight the enemy is not with weapons, but with the heart. If the heart wins, then you win; if the heart loses, then you lose."
The old man said, "Okay! Since Master Su has explained such a profound truth to us, how dare I not listen?"
With a casual slap of his hand, he sent the weapon rack back to its original position, exactly as it was.
Although Gong Jiu could also do the same, he was far from being as relaxed as him.
His martial arts are not just martial arts, they can be said to be a kind of exquisite art. Not only are they terrifying and heart-pounding, but they also have a very high aesthetic quality.
The little old man walked to the center of the field, bent down, and picked up the big iron spike of the "South China Sea Divine King".
Lu Xiaofeng and Jin Jiuling both looked at his hand , surprised that he would choose such a heavy weapon.
Gong Jiu was also looking at him, with a hint of surprise in his dark eyes, as if he was also amazed.
The old man held the iron chain with his left hand and weighed the iron spike with his right hand, saying, "Just now, Master Jin Jiuling and Hero Lu Xiaofeng used these two weapons to compete in martial arts. It really opened my eyes. I hope you won't blame me if I show off my skills later."
"If Master Su is ready, you can take action."
Su Weiyun did not say anything, but picked up the embroidery needle, suspended it in the air, and stabbed it into the void with force!
laugh!
An invisible sword energy broke through the air, making a sharp sound!
clang!
The old man used a large iron spike to block the sword energy, but before everyone could see clearly, Su Weiyun had already stabbed out the second and third needles.
Clang, clang!
Su Weiyun used a needle as a sword and his internal force to stimulate a sharp sword energy, hitting people's acupoints and killing people without them even realizing it. Although the "Finger Magic" that Ding Xi used just now is also one of the seven unique martial arts skills in recent years, it is far inferior.
In just a few breaths, Su Weiyun had inserted thirty or forty needles in succession, each needle pointing to a vital point on the old man's body, either up or down, left or right, flexibly turning and drifting.
If any sword energy was not blocked by the old man, he would be seriously injured!
As expected, the old man did not disappoint everyone. He really blocked all the sword energy without any mistake!
Everyone was staring at the duel between the two without blinking, not even daring to breathe, but Lu Xiaofeng suddenly cried out in surprise.
His voice scared Chang Wuyi who was standing next to him!
"Master Lu, you..."
Lu Xiaofeng exclaimed at first, but then he laughed: "Hahahaha, in my opinion, it will take no more than an incense stick for Su Weiyun to win!"
Chang Wuyi quickly asked: "Why do you say that?"
Lu Xiaofeng said: "Look carefully at the big iron spike in the island owner's hand."
The iron spike swung rapidly, blocking the sword energy coming from all directions. There were many lights and shadows, and the sound was constant, so fast that people could not see clearly.
Everyone then understood that there was a reason why the old man chose such a large and heavy weapon; if it were any other weapon, it would probably be difficult to block the sword energy in this way.
Chang Wuyi watched for a long time , then shook his head sadly and said, "I really can't see clearly the fight between the two of you."
He wasn't even at the Grand Master level, so it was naturally difficult for him to follow the old man's techniques.
Lu Xiaofeng patiently explained, "The island owner's large iron cone has been pierced with tiny holes by Su Weiyun's sword energy. Although the iron cone is made of good material, it can't withstand such continuous beatings!"
"When water drips through stone and iron awls make holes, the old man won't be able to hold on any longer. He can't use his flesh to receive the sword energy!"
Chang heard these words unintentionally, and a look of joy suddenly appeared in his eyes.
Gong Jiu poured a basin of cold water on him and said, "Sword Qi skills consume the most internal energy. I want to see how long Su Weiyun can hold on. His internal energy can't be infinite!"
Lu Xiaofeng was also stunned. He had only seen Su Weiyun suppressing the old man, but forgot this point for a moment.
The battle continued, and the sounds of "swish, swish, swish, swish" were heard continuously. The small holes on the big iron cone became more and more, making it bumpy and uneven.
However, Su Weiyun's internal energy was still vibrating, without any sign of loss of strength.
The old man seemed to feel something was wrong. He suddenly raised his hand, grabbed the iron chain with his left hand, and threw the big iron spike out with his right hand!
His throw, on the surface, looked ordinary and unremarkable, but in fact it was many times stronger than Jin Jiuling's previous attack.
call!
The old man held the iron chain and shook it slightly, and the iron spike began to swing continuously in the air, swaying in a very regular manner, as if it had a spirit, and it just happened to block all the sword energy in the air.
Use attack as defense, fight and defend at the same time!
A huge iron spike weighing over 100 pounds seemed to have grown on the old man's body. He could control it freely and do whatever he wanted.
If the King of Power of the South China Sea saw the old man's moves, he would probably be so ashamed that he would find a hole to crawl into.
Buzz!
Finally, the tip of the big iron spike pointed outward and pierced Su Weiyun's body.
Before he attacks, no one can tell that he is going to attack; but once he attacks, he is swift and decisive, and goes straight to the vital points!
"careful!"
Lu Xiaofeng reminded in a lost voice.
Gong Jiu exclaimed: "Excellent!"
But Su Weiyun showed no fear at all. She picked up the embroidery needle, flew up and rushed forward.
He was actually going to use the tip of an embroidery needle to collide head-on with the cone head of the big iron cone, tit for tat!
Gong Jiu, the Palace Master, Ding Xi, Jin Jiuling, Lu Xiaofeng and the others all stopped breathing at this moment, their eyes fixed fixedly on the center of the hall.
laugh!
The embroidery needle did not break, but went straight into the big iron cone.
At the last moment when the needle tip was inserted, Su Weiyun let go and used the force of the needle to flip in the air, fly high up, and leap over the big iron cone.
He stepped on the cone of the big iron cone, with his palms facing downward, and gathered incomparable internal strength, as heavy as a mountain, and attacked the old man.
The old man was still shooting out the needle at this time, and his strength was almost exhausted. How could he raise his hands to resist?
Su Weiyun's speed of changing tactics and his accurate grasp of timing were almost shocking.
"Master Island Master, upstairs!"
Jin Jiuling also spoke at the right time.
He also secretly broke into a sweat, because if the old man was really defeated here, I'm afraid no one would be able to save him.
Wow!
There was only the sound of wind, but there was no scene of blood and heads being broken as people had imagined.
At the last moment, the old man's whole body flew up along with the big iron spike and rushed to the other side of the hall. Su Weiyun's palms naturally fell into empty space.
Su Weiyun's changes of moves were indeed magical, but the way the old man used his strength was also very astonishing.
Who of the two is better?
All those in the field were among the best masters in the world, including several at the level of Grandmasters, but no one could tell how strong or weak they were.
Su Weiyun and the little old man were already standing still, facing each other from a distance.
