The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

Chapter 37 One move

Li Miao didn't care what Zuo Lishan thought, and said to himself: "Before I came to Qilu, I learned about the life of Sect Leader Zuo."

"Master Zuo's father is a veteran of the Taishan Sect. He laid the foundation for the sect since he was young and has never lacked the resources to practice martial arts."

"I joined the Taishan Sect at the age of twelve and became the last sect leader's disciple."

"At the age of fifteen, he had reached a third-rate level and was known as the young master of the sect."

"At the age of 25, he learned martial arts and traveled down the mountain. He first went to Lingnan, where he challenged the notorious 'Blood Robe Tower' with his sword. Then he went to Mobei and killed the 'Great Asura' Mengnan."

"That year, he returned to Taishan Sect to participate in the Five Mountains Alliance, and defeated the masters of Huashan Sect, Hengshan Sect, Songshan Sect, and Hengshan Sect with his sword, earning himself the name of 'Sword of the Mountains'."

"Now that I am nearly 40 years old, I have become a top master in the martial arts world who is hard to find an opponent."

Li Miao smiled and continued, "When it comes to the level of top masters, there are a few who are actually unworthy of the title. They rely on the deep inner energy they have gained over the years to overwhelm others, and their moves are nothing special."

"But Sect Leader Zuo is different. You are a real top-notch person who has the potential to go even further."

"Your life is just like what is written in a vernacular novel. So you think you are the one chosen by destiny, so you don't take others seriously."

"You think that even if I set a trap for you, I can't keep you."

"So you're sitting here, trying to figure out what I mean."

Zuo Lishan did not deny it.

“So I say, you think too much.”

Li Miao raised his palm, slowly passed it across the air, and imprinted it on Zuo Lishan's chest through the air.

Bang! ! !
With a dull thud, Zuo Lishan suddenly retreated, and the chair he brought with him left a deep groove on the ground!

Just as he was about to reach the wall, Zuo Lishan suddenly stood up, thrusting the long sword at his feet into the ground to stop himself. The chair under him smashed against the wall, breaking into a pile of wooden blocks.

The clothes on the chest were torn, leaving a palm mark.

Zuo Lishan suddenly looked up at Li Miao.

"There was no snare, no trap, and there was no hidden meaning in what I said."

"It's just that, if I could lure you down here by myself, it would be enough to kill you."

"literal meaning."

Only then did Li Miao pick up the glass of wine that Zuo Lishan poured for him and drink it all in one gulp.

Zuo Lishan frowned.

Li Miao's palm just now was very slow, and he saw it clearly, but he did not dodge.

He was not yet forty years old, and his internal strength was not outstanding among the top masters, but he had a solid foundation. The power of that palm was loose, and there was no surging of true energy, which was just like a trick used by an old man to maintain his health.

But that palm strike broke his body into pieces!

Strength comes from the ground. The first thing a martial artist should learn is horse stance. Keeping a steady posture and moving forward and backward freely all depend on the feet.

In a duel between masters, if one is defeated, it can almost be a matter of life or death.

Not to mention that Li Miao's palm strike came from the air, so Zuo Lishan didn't even have an idea of how deep the true energy was needed to do that.

Fei Junxuan stood there in amazement, too frightened to move.

Mei Qinghe had known this would be the result, so she didn't look surprised.

Zuo Lishan was silent for a while, then asked, "Who... is your Excellency?"

"As far as I know, Captain Li of the Imperial Guard is only 35 years old this year. It is impossible for him to have such powerful Qi as your Excellency."

Li Miao spoke again: "I said you think too much."

"You think you are the chosen one, and you think you are the one who sets the goal for others to catch up with."

"You always win, win the arrogance, win the lawlessness, win the thinking that you can treat others as grass, and think that rules are restrictions set for mediocre people, not rules you have to follow."

"So you dared to do that thing you shouldn't have done and recruited me."

"You have never experienced the kind of complete and utter defeat, the kind that makes you kneel on the ground and unable to raise your head." "Today I am here to teach you this lesson."

Li Miao stood up and waved to Zuo Lishan: "Come."

Zuo Lishan said nothing more and charged forward with his sword in hand.

Om-! !

With a sound of sword sound, the long sword pierced Li Miao's face!

The so-called sword techniques are nothing more than hooking, hanging, pointing, picking, stabbing, lifting and chopping.

It's just that in each sword technique, the angle of the sword, the way the force runs, the way the true energy flows, and the artistic conception when the sword is drawn are all different, so a simple straight stab will be completely different in each sword technique.

Zuo Lishan's straight thrust of the sword was exactly the "What about Daizong" in Taishan swordsmanship.

It was similar to the "Sword Roaring in the Cold River" Huashan sword technique that Mei Qinghe used that day, both of which were straight thrusts of the sword, but they were completely different.

This sword is heavy, majestic, and seems to be falling from the sky.

Directly "smash" towards Li Miao!

Mei Qinghe closed her eyes, she already knew the result.

As a fellow swordsman, she couldn't bear to watch.

Collapse~———

There was a crisp breaking sound.

Whoosh——bang!

The sound of wind, and then something being nailed to wood.

Mei Qinghe opened her eyes.

Only half of the long sword remained in Zuo Lishan's hand.

The broken half was stuck on the table in front of Li Miao.

It was exactly the same as the day Mei Qinghe met Li Miao.

Zuo Lishan took a few steps back, and finally could not maintain his expression anymore. He looked at the broken sword in his hand, and then raised his head to look at Li Miao.

"You——" He couldn't say any more.

Li Miao raised his hand again and beckoned to Zuo Lishan: "Come on, don't you still have a sword? You can make another move."

"After one move, I will kill you again."

Zuo Lishan threw his sword on the ground, turned around, drew the long sword from Fei Junxuan's waist, and faced Li Miao again.

Sweat broke out on his face.

Li Miao was obviously just standing there casually, his feet didn't have any posture, his hands didn't have any strength, his whole body was loose and full of flaws.

But he couldn't do anything.

His sword just now almost reached Li Miao's chest, and Li Miao reached out and grabbed it with his bare hands.

He couldn't understand Li Miao's martial arts, and only thought that Li Miao had some horizontal training skills. He wanted to take his weapon with his bare hands, so he changed his moves and cut towards Li Miao's wrist, trying to cripple Li Miao's hand.

Who would have thought that when the sword hit Li Miao's wrist, all the force would disappear like a drop in the ocean!
Li Miao then grabbed the sword blade and broke it with his hand.

With a crisp sound, the sharp sword he had used for more than twenty years was broken into two pieces and he casually chopped it on the table.

What kind of martial arts is this! What realm is this! What kind of person is this!
He couldn't even understand it!
Is it possible that there really are monsters and gods in this world?

Zuo Lishan stopped thinking about it, because if he continued thinking about it, he was afraid that he would not be able to maintain the unstoppable sharp intention in his next sword.

He held his breath, no longer hesitated, and stepped forward, still using the move "How about Daizong!"
I don't believe it! I don't believe it! I don't believe it!
This sword exhausted all of his essence and blood, consumed all of his true energy, and exerted all of his strength.

Zuo Lishan used up all his strength just for this ultimate sword strike!
Stab straight at Li Miao!
(End of this chapter)