C25

The pearl came from the filth, and the wild grass also has a hidden dragon.

It seemed to be unromantic and its appearance was like the true mink fur of an insect.

The affairs of the world are impermanent, it is impossible to be without the real.

A cup of yellow soup is bitter water, worry to the end of the place or worry.

Others didn't notice Ling Qingyun's casual movement, but Xiao Li had completely caught it. He saw that the other party casually waved his hand and a tree branch on the ground shot into his hand. He casually waved his hand, causing the tree branch to wrap around him and completely envelop his body.

At this moment, a voice came from behind Xiao Li, "This person is an expert. Who would have thought that such an expert would be hidden within a small group of people."

The person who came was none other than Zhai Yingkong. He had arrived behind Xiao Li at some point in time.

Xiao Li turned around and glanced at him, catching his eyes, then looked at Ling Qingyun and said, "How do you know he's an expert?"

Zhai Yingkong laughed, "Although I can't see through his movements, but I can feel it just from the way he attacks." This person's martial arts are exceptional, and I am not his match. "

Xiao Li said, "Tsk, you always say that you have a great reputation in the martial arts world, but you are always inferior to others whenever you meet them. Moreover, you even need to flatter others to improve your status."

Zhai Yingkong choked on his words and said after a while, "People in the martial arts world have their own unique skills, I'm not good at martial arts. Of course, it's hard to be a champion in martial arts, but my reputation in the martial arts world wasn't earned from martial arts." Although my martial arts are not that good, but I've trained in these martial arts. If this person was in the martial arts world, he would have an extraordinary name, but none of the martial arts experts I know could match up to him. Judging from his attire, it's probably to conceal his identity. "

Xiao Li mocked, "Stop boasting about your experience in the martial arts world."

While the two of them were talking, Ling Qingyun's performance suddenly changed. Originally, the tree branches had only danced around his body, making a whirring sound. Everyone could only see a black shadow shrouding Ling Qingyun, and thought that it was a magic trick. Especially when the wind brought by the black shadow blew up many leaves on the stage, the audience below the stage roared with cheers. No one had ever seen such an extraordinary performance. However, at this time, the black figure enveloping Ling Qingyun underwent a change. From within the black figure, one could see numerous specks of yellow light suddenly appearing.

Those spots of light were like fish swimming around his body with lightning speed, dazzling everyone in the surroundings. However, Xiao Li's eyes narrowed as he clearly saw what those specks of light were. They were actually created by Ling Qingyun using a branch to touch a dried up leaf. Although he could vaguely see the withered leaf, he couldn't see how Ling Qingyun had created so many light spots in the sky. That withered leaf's change in direction was extremely strange, making it impossible for people to catch its traces.

At first, Xiao Li felt that they were flying in the sky, appearing to be very chaotic. Fortunately, Xiao Li's vision had become very sharp since he started practicing the inner force technique, so he was not blinded by them. After observing for a while, Xiao Li gradually gained some insight and discovered some of their patterns. After making these discoveries, when he looked at Ling Qingyun's movements again, he was gradually able to figure out some of the positions where he was spinning. Xiao Li's mind gradually moved to follow Ling Qingyun's movements, and he practiced within his heart again and again.

As the number of movements he figured out increased, the awkwardness in his heart grew stronger and stronger. As he saw Ling Qingyun's movements becoming more and more continuous, he was slowly able to follow Ling Qingyun. In the end, he was actually able to completely see his movements, and his mind followed the practice, slowly comprehending some of the essence within.

Following his practice, Xiao Li's mind gradually entered a marvelous state. He could actually vaguely feel Ling Qingyun's state of mind.

Xiao Li felt that Ling Qingyun's moves were just like his mood. Sometimes he was happy, sometimes he was sad, sometimes he was angry. The change between them was like a bolt of lightning, making Xiao Li feel that it had suddenly appeared. Xiao Li felt that Ling Qingyun's moves were becoming more and more frequent. He also felt that his mood was becoming more and more chaotic, as if he was thinking about more and more things. Originally, he had been happy for a few dozen times, but now, his actions had changed after a few seconds. Xiao Li saw that Ling Qingyun's moves were getting faster and faster, and seemed to be out of control. Xiao Li saw that Ling Qingyun's moves were getting faster and faster, and seemed to be out of control. Xiao Li suddenly sensed that Ling Qingyun had completely lost his consciousness and was completely controlled by his moves. He looked like he had gone crazy as he desperately changed his moves. He felt that Ling Qingyun's situation was extremely dangerous. It was very likely that he would lose himself in this madness, but he didn't know what to do to make him stop. Xiao Li tried his best to think of a solution, but couldn't come up with an idea.

Xiao Li looked around in frustration, only to see that everyone was staring at Ling Qingyun's performance. No one had noticed Ling Qingyun's abnormality. Xiao Li thought: They didn't see anything strange about Ling Qingyun. What should he do?

He suddenly remembered that Zhai Yingkong was by his side, he quickly turned around and said, "Old Zhai!"

Zhai Yingkong heard him and pretended he didn't hear him. He stared at Ling Qingyun and mumbled, "Hmm, there are some moves that look familiar. I seem to have seen them somewhere, but why can't I recall them?"

Xiao Li was too lazy to grind with him and hurriedly said, "Old Zhai, stop pretending. That Ling Qingyun is a little crazy. Quickly think of a way to wake him up."

Zhai Yingkong chuckled. "You're quite amazing. When they were performing there, you said they were crazy."

Xiao Li said seriously, "It's not a joke. If he continues like this, he'll go crazy. You know I'm a doctor, I'm not joking."

Noticing that he was getting serious, Di Yingkong asked in surprise, "How did you know?" Why didn't I see it? "

Xiao Li said, "This matter won't be clear for a while. Quickly tell me, what method do you have to wake me up?"

Zhai Yingkong lowered his head and thought, "If we interrupt his performance, will it be possible for him to wake up?"

Xiao Li said, "Let's try it out first. He has already fallen into a confused state. First, we'll interrupt his performance and see if we can distract his attention."

Zhai Yingkong nodded. "Alright!" He waved his hand and pointed a finger at Xiao Li, causing Xiao Li's body to emit a miserable howl.

Zhai Yingkong suddenly clapped loudly. "Good, good, good martial arts." At the same time, his right hand secretly shot out a stone towards Ling Qingyun.

Everyone suddenly heard Xiao Li's shout and came back to their senses. However, when they heard Zhai Yingkong clapping, they also started clapping loudly. The applause from the audience was like a flash flood, resounding through the sky. Ling Qingyun's side was also interrupted by Zhai Yingkong using his hidden strength to hit the rock. She finally came back to her senses, and when she heard the cheers of the crowd, she immediately realized that she was acting. After playing around a few more times, he stood up straight and saluted everyone before leaving the stage.

Xiao Li's heart calmed down as well. A smile appeared on his face and he clapped happily. However, he was tricked by Zhai Yingkong just now. He subconsciously looked at him with murderous eyes.

Zhai Yingkong replied with an innocent and resentful look, "Only by creating a big commotion can we distract ourselves. I didn't have the time to greet you, and it might be difficult to achieve such an effect after greeting you." "Look, if it wasn't for your shout, I'm afraid that Ling Qingyun would still be in a daze."

Ling Qingyun returned to the audience below the stage, and faintly glanced in Xiao Li's direction.

At this moment, another person had already gone onto the stage. This time, it was a man called Zhang Jian from the regiment. This person was thin and frail. Even his face was long and pointed, but his eyes were bright and full of spirit. He went up on stage and sang a greeting to one of the onlookers. He patted his waist, and a long rope the size of a thumb suddenly sprang out from his waist. The rope was about two meters long, and Zhang Jian held one end of it in his hand. The rope crackled in the air for a while.

A round of applause and applause rang out from the audience. Zhang Jian released his breath and shouted. Then he changed his hand motion, with his wrist as the center, and started to move his hand. The rope immediately turned into a circle with his hand as the center. It looked very good in the blink of an eye.

The audience once again burst into thunderous applause. Xiao Li shook his head as he looked at it, thinking to himself, "This guy doesn't seem to have much skill. He must be a real country buff." To him, these flashy and beautiful performances were just some small tricks. As long as an ordinary person knew the trick, they would be able to pull it off.

Just as Xiao Li was getting bored with nothing worth learning, Zhang Jian shouted once again. Xiao Li glanced at him, bored. Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

The rope in Zhang Jian's hand was still spinning, but it was split into two. The top half rotated clockwise and the bottom half counterclockwise, with the center of the rope as the center point, making the scene even more spectacular. The applause from below was thunderous.

This sort of trick could also be done through skill. However, Xiao Li had discovered a special characteristic of Zhang Jian, which frightened him. Because Zhang Jian's hand didn't move at all. Normally, people would ignore such miniscule details like these for the sake of watching a spectacular performance, but Xiao Li was able to clearly see it.

Of course, Zhai Yingkong also saw it and smiled at Xiao Li, "You must have seen it. It seems that all of us in this acrobatic group are very secretive. This person's inner strength is not weak, but he is far from Ling Qingyun. "However, this person knows how to disguise himself. He performed an acrobatic skill called 'Rope Skill', which is why this person is exactly like an entertainer."

When Xiao Li heard what Old Zhai had said, he suddenly came to a realization. However, the good show had yet to come. Zhang Jian shouted again. The rope started to move up. With a sudden movement of his hands, he started swinging the rope. At this point, anyone with some martial arts knowledge would realize that Zhang Jian was playing a pole technique that all martial artists had to learn. Seeing this, Xiao Li still couldn't understand how he managed to make the rope perform like that.

Xiao Li originally wanted to ask Zhai Yingkong how he did it, but he yawned and said, "There's nothing much to see here, I'll be going first." Xiao Li had been deceived by him just now, so he didn't bother to ask him about it.

Xiao Li only saw Zhang Jian moving about on the stage, moving like the wind, the rope in his hand was like a stick, giving off a powerful and vigorous aura, full of power. Xiao Li thought to himself, "How could this happen? Is this also a technique?" That's unlikely, right? His eyes could see every detail of Zhang Jian's movements, but he could not see that Zhang Jian had used any technique. What he was looking at was this: Zhang Jian was holding a stick and performing some very brilliant maneuvers on the stage, while Zhang Jian was moving the stick like the wind, slashing it horizontally and fiercely. However, Xiao Li knew that Zhang Jian was holding a rope in his hand.

I believe that all the spectators had the same idea as Xiao Li, which was that the rope in Zhang Jian's hand could be turned into a stick.

Everyone in the audience held their breath as they stared intently at Zhang Jian who was standing on the stage.

Amidst a loud shout, Zhang Jian, who was on the stage, hit the stage with his pole. A loud sound was heard, and a deep mark appeared on the stage. Zhang Jian stood up and flicked his wrist. The rope immediately went limp, as if it was a snake. Then it moved into Zhang Jian's clothes and disappeared.

Zhang Jian made another promise to the audience, turned around and left the stage, and went backstage.

It was only when Zhang Jian's figure disappeared that the audience regained their wits. Immediately, the applause erupted like a mountain torrent, rising and falling with each passing moment. "Hahahahaha ?" "hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah!"

Xiao Li had been in a state of stupor the entire time. Although Zhang Jian's movement was faster than lightning to the audience, Xiao Li could clearly see it. But he just couldn't figure out how Zhang Jian did it, because he could clearly see that what Zhang Jian did was not a skill that would produce the rope effect.

In the next performance, Xiao Li didn't have any more thoughts to look at. He was completely engrossed in Zhang Jian's special performance. It wasn't until someone patted his shoulder that he finally came back to his senses. It turned out that the performance was already over. Everyone was holding a gong and asking the audience for their rewards!

Xiao Li came back to his senses. He thought to himself, I better not think about it for the time being. Let's talk about it in the future. So he joined the group of people who wanted to get paid and bowed to the brightly dressed spectators. Other than Xiao Li, Tian Liu, and Mu Long, only Gongsun and his daughter were in the group. Xiao Li thought to himself: It seems that those cold-faced people are also people who love face. In the end, it is difficult for people in the martial world to escape from the mundane world. Sometimes people who looked high were in some ways inferior to people like Gong Sun and his daughter.