Chapter 158 Big bald

After Yan Song jumped off the high platform, more than a dozen challengers looked at him obviously more seriously than before. Perhaps, they just heard that the young man in white had some tricks before, or they saw that the teenager could come all the way and be promoted to the top five of Panlongjianyuan, guessing that there would be some means, but through the comparison just now, not to mention anything else. , that move to protect the body light has made them admire it. They don't even know that it is called body protection sword light, but they just ask themselves and look at the whole Panlong Sword Academy. Even a strong man like a ruffian elder may not be able to play such a strong "protective mysterious spirit".

The cheers of people outside the court to Yan Song are even better. They have been paying attention to this young man in white since today or yesterday. Thinking of this comparison this afternoon, don't ask who the challenger is. They only know that most of these people who failed to advance can't beat this successful promotion. The young man, almost everyone, like Sun Kai, bet on Qin Shou and Yan Song this afternoon. Except for the special Dan Taisu, if he catches the lot.

The middle-aged master continued to draw lots. When the remaining 13 challengers drew bamboo sticks respectively, he took out a bamboo slice from his hand again and showed it to everyone: "No. 9!"

"I'm No. 9!" Qin Shou and Yan Song knew that this person was Song Dai as soon as they heard it.

Song Dai jumped to the high platform without looking at the two of them, which couldn't help but make Qin Shou a little puzzled. He said that he had provoked her before, and he should not be serious with me now. He looked at the high platform, closed Liu He's eyes under the stage at a special angle, and then sent his affectionate eyes to the stage, looking at Song Daidai without blinking, waiting for the other party to call out his name. But he didn't expect Song Daidai to still not look at this side, and said in a delicate tone, "I challenge Yan Song!" The voice was like an angry neighbor's daughter.

Qin Shou suddenly looked back at Yan Song. His eyes were strange and looked up and down, as if he wanted to catch the traitors. Yan Song saw this and quickly explained, "Don't get me wrong, Brother Shou. I compared with her before, but I accidentally sucked up her martial soul. I think she is mostly looking for revenge for me!" Hearing Yan Song's words, Qin Shou realized it. His expression was relaxed, patted Yan Song, let him be careful, and then watched Yan Song jump to the platform. However, what made Qin Shou speechless was that as the middle-aged master announced the beginning of the match, Yan Song was about to draw his sword to meet the enemy, and Song Daidai, who was opposite, suddenly announced that he had admitted defeat!

Yan Song was stunned on the stage: "Dumb sister-in-law...arn't you revenge me?" But in exchange for Song Dai's white eyes, he didn't even pay attention to him. Qin Shou saw that Song Dai gave Yan Song such an expression. With his many years of love experience, he suddenly felt that this matter was extremely strange, so his relaxed expression became gloomy again, but in front of so many people, he still tried his best to keep quiet.

"Conmission? As soon as we announced the comparison, we conceded defeat. Didn't you obviously deprive us of the opportunity to challenge? Dan Taisu said harshly, "No, I'm not convinced. We ask the arbitration master to scratch the plot again and compare again!" When the middle-aged master heard the words, he looked deeply and pouted his little mouth. Song Dai, who jumped off the high platform, shook his head helplessly and said, "The college has a rule that as long as the comparison is announced, it must follow the normal routine. This comparison... Yan Song wins! Keep scratching!"

"What's wrong?" Yan Song suddenly felt that the big bald head was very interesting and began to joke with him, "In terms of meanness, I feel that you are bitchy than me."

The big bald man laughed and took out a very ordinary subway sword from his sleeve. Seeing that Yan Song suddenly became alert, he quickly let the other party relax, and then pointed to the iron sword and said, "What about that bitch!" Our sword courtyard can really pick out a few bitches, just take the ruffian dean as an example, "He deliberately lowered his voice so that the people around him wouldn't hear it. "This guy is simply a fucking bitch, and he has returned to the capital!" Then he looked at the inexplicable eyes around and under the platform, and pointed to the iron sword in a normal voice, "When the little monk took over the bodhi sword in Jialan Temple, the old monk once handed me a set of bodhi swordsattva, but the water in my big bald head was limited and I couldn't understand it! Otherwise, the first position of this Dragon Sword Academy would have been Laozi!"

When he opened his mouth, he was "Laizi". Yan Song was completely convinced. He couldn't help looking at this big bald head with new eyes and asked with interest, "You are the monk of Jialan Temple. What are you doing here? Do you want to understand this bodhi swordsmanship?"

The big bald nodded. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a group of calm spectators around the high platform begin to urge each other. As soon as they spoke, they were like the sound of cicadas on Gaoliu in summer, which made people's ears buzz. The big bald head suddenly turned his head and gave Yan Song a look. Yan Song still didn't understand what was going on, so he saw the other party's iron sword stab. He cursed secretly and quickly hid aside. Unexpectedly, the iron sword in the big bald head's hand turned halfway and cut it again. Yan Song was at a loss in the other party's half move. At present, the protective sword light suddenly overflowed, opened the opponent's long sword, and then hurriedly retreated.

"Damn!" He looked at the big bald man in surprise and said, "You sneaked on me! Amito Buddha, what kind of swordsmanship was that just now?

"There was no sneak attack, I made a look for the eyes around me," the big bald man held the sword in both hands again and said to Yan Song, "That was the Bodhi swordsmanship just now. I only realized this. What do you think?"

"Awesome, it seems simple, but I was almost picked by you just now!" Yan Song said with amazement, "Ask me, if there is any sword meaning, I will tell you what I know."

The big bald head said, "When the old monk passed on my bodhi sword that day, he danced our bodhi sword. Besides, did I remember it? I said I remembered it, and then he said that when I forgot all the sword moves, it would be regarded as a bodhi sword. At that time, I thought I had been fooled by him. When I asked him again, the old man would have returned home. If I hadn't seen his powerful Bodhi swordsmanship, I would not have been too lazy to believe the monk's words! Do you know what that means?"

Yan Song also heard it inexplicably. How to forget the swordsmanship and practiced swordsmanship? He couldn't figure it out, so he let the big bald head practice on the stage and comforted the noisy hearts of the people around him, so the big bald head held the iron sword and danced on the high platform very dullly. Yan Song saw that the swordsmanship of the big bald head is very strange and does not look for any routines. When it should be split, it should not be pulled back. Sometimes he suddenly turned down in the middle of it. Sometimes he turned around and stabbed back and suddenly swirled on the top of his head. Not to mention Yan Song looked awkward, but the big bald head almost hurt himself several times.

After he finished dancing, he collected his sword with his backhand and explained to Yan Song, "Don't look at my dancing well, when the old monk came out that day, it was amazing. A Jialan Temple was cut off by him!" And later I found that the Bodhi sword in my hand was actually an ordinary iron sword, but in the hand of the old bald donkey, it became a fairy sword. I'll strangle it--"

Yan Song was ashamed and asked again, "In addition to passing on your swordsmanship, has he told you any sword secrets or something!"

"I didn't fart a single!" The big bald man suddenly patted his head again, "Yes, it seems to have said that 'everything in the world is born from something, something is born from nothing', and also said that this is the words of Taoism. How does it communicate with our Buddhism?"

Yan Song's eyes suddenly lit up: "I seem to understand."