C50 Three Lives

Hu Dayuv continued to sing, "From Sun Zhongzhong, Ping Chen, and Song. No, I will return. I am worried about something. "

The song was simple and powerful, just like the whip in Hu Dayuv's hand.

Everyone felt anxious and anxious in their hearts. It was difficult for them to recover from their grief.

The whip in Hu Dayuv's hand changed from its opening and closing path to a long and distant one. He watched as Feng Jintao's palm technique was slowly being driven by it. At this moment, Hu Dayuv had already turned the tables on the guests. He just kept singing and swinging the whip. It was as if he was just beating the beat.

"When the cicada is in the cistern, the cicada will drown its horse. When the cicada is in the cistern, the horse will be buried. We beg for it, we beg for it, we beg for it, we beg for it, we beg for it, we beg for it! "

In ancient times, generals loved their horses more than anything else. Their horses were on par with the Divine Weapons, and they were even ranked in the front.

Unless the weapon in their hands was a godly weapon, ordinary weapons could be forged. Not to mention, horses were usually human-like and had a life of their own. They shared the same fate as their owners.

That was why when Hu Dayuv sang the song, "Sorrow the Horse," it sounded like a horse neighing and mourning. The weak people under him were already filled with tears.

Feng Jintao's palm technique was even more messy. If Hu Dayuv had not responded with a song, he might have directly attacked with all his might, and he would have been able to win this match.

This Drum Strike was a poem with war as its background. It reflected the spirit of the poet who yearned for freedom in war, the feelings of not abandoning his comrades, and the respect for life. The song Drum Strike was a poem with war as its background. It reflected the spirit of the poet who yearned for freedom in war, the feelings of not abandoning his comrades, and the respect for life.

In the poem, there was a kind of simplicity and reality that went straight to the bottom of the heart, and the last few sentences that were most resonating with it were at the end.

Feng Jintao also recognized this poem. He knew in his heart that if he waited until the last two sentences, the harmony between the whip and the song would be even more amazing.

In this way, he couldn't hide anything anymore, and he could only take out his true ability. Otherwise, he would only have a path of defeat.

Feng Jintao changed his palm technique and used the Three Lives Palm.

"The Three Lives Palm Technique only had three moves in total.

Feng Jintao was using the first move, "My Life."

When this palm struck out, it was like the beginning of life. It was full of vigor and vitality. Everyone could not help but feel excited when they saw it. It diluted the sadness brought by Hu Dayuv's whip technique.

Hu Dayuv had just sung, "A life and death contract, tell Zicheng." The two of them seemed to be good friends who had cooperated for a long time. The whip and the palm had just met up with each other, and there were traces of being linked together.

After passing through the move "My Life," he finally managed to get rid of the declining trend. Feng Jintao waved his hand and struck out the second move of the Three Lives Orthodoxy, "Wu Sheng."

"Wu Sheng," this move represented the feeling and resolution of a person's entire life. It was filled with gains and losses, wisdom, dullness, joy. Sadness, complacency, chagrin, and various other complicated feelings. It was filled with mixed feelings. Along with Hu Dayuv's sad song, when he sang the song of "holding a child and growing old with it," everyone felt a kind of intelligence that could only be obtained by aging surged in their hearts. The compassion of the heavens and the earth that could see through the feelings of the world.

The whip technique and the palm technique interweaved, and in a daze, it was already hard to tell which palm was the palm, and which was the whip.

Without any hesitation, Feng Jintao's third palm attack, "Life Without Life," was also the last attack.

Feng Jintao's palm intent was filled with the feeling of killing the void. It was comprehended from life, and turned from enlightenment into nothingness. No matter how brilliant and brilliant it was, it would ultimately return to nothingness.

Putting aside the fact that Hu Dayuv was among them, even the bystanders had a feeling that they were losing interest in life. If it was a matter of fact, success or failure would turn into nothingness. There was no need for them to struggle so hard. They might as well give up.

At the same time, Hu Dayuv's last two sentences were, "No, I want to live, I want to live, I want to live, I want to live, I want to live, I want to live, I want to live, I want to live, I want to live, I want to live, I want to live, I want to live, I want to live, I want to live, I want to live. If you don't believe me, I will believe you." He sang leisurely, and it sounded like he wanted to leave, but it also had a strong desire to reunite.

Perhaps there was a bit of sadness in the poem that changed doubts and resentment, but when Hu Dayuv sang, it was full of his upright character. That was, although there were all sorts of difficulties, even though there were many twists and turns, he still had to be unyielding and unyielding, not willing to give up even if it was ten thousand deaths. However, he had to seek out his heart. He would eventually be able to keep his promise. He would never give up even if he was in a dangerous situation. He believed that there was a saying in the world that said, "When you put your life on the line, you put your life on the line."

A great battle seemed to have reached its end, and the end and climax were often accompanied by each other.

Was it this dim palm technique that took away all the life on the whip? Or was it this whip intent burning palm technique that struggled to live and never gave up obtaining a new life?

Only a few dull sounds could be heard, and it was not as muffled as thunder as everyone imagined it to be. It was as if a giant had burped a few times in his chest. The confrontation between the whip palms sometimes did not even come into direct contact with each other. However, just the collision of the force alone caused the wind in this hall to roil.

As the palm and the whip came closer and closer, the force became more and more violent. Finally, the whip and the palm met.

The so-called invisible and loud sounds of the elephant were unknown whether or not they had verified this theory.

Everyone saw that this ultimate attack, in the end, became silent. Then, they all felt that everything before their eyes turned black, and a gust of strong wind blew against their faces.

It turned out that the two people's forces had collided, and the surging fierce wind swept in all directions, extinguishing all the giant wax that was as thick as an arm that was erected on both sides of the hall.

Darkness descended, and everyone was secretly on guard in the darkness. When they heard Lee Pingjue's voice, they heard him order people to light up the candles again, and only then did the light reappear.

Everyone was anxious to know the outcome of the battle between the two of them. By the time Ming Dynasty was lit up in the hall, the battle had already ended. They saw Hu Dayuv and Feng Jintao standing three feet away from each other without moving.

Without waiting for the crowd's suspicion, Hu Dayuv said, "Brother Feng is really powerful. His palm skill is truly divine. It is worthy of being called the Divine Battle Palm. I, Hu, am willing to admit defeat."

Feng Jintao also hurriedly said, "I dare not, I dare not. Brother Hu's whip intent is as bright as the sun. He had a wide range of knowledge. This song, Drum Striking, had an ancient style. Listening to the string song, one would know the meaning. Being able to exchange blows with Brother Hu is the fortune of my life. Today, it can be said that it is difficult to determine the victor between the two of us. My Three Lives Palm was created after I failed to exchange blows with Head Li. I still want to spar with him in the future. Just now, you used the whip to hold the drum, and with Ge Mingzhi, I could only use my full strength. But in the end, it was hard to say who would win. My No Life Palm can destroy your 'I don't believe in you'. Perhaps the one who should admit defeat is me."

Everyone was very surprised. These two people did not show any mercy when they attacked. At this moment, when the fight had ended, they actually gave in to each other modestly, as if the one who would admit defeat was the winner.

In fact, after the two of them fought, they looked at each other through martial arts. In the end, they only felt that they understood each other and could not help but feel pity for each other. The feeling of pursuing martial arts was so similar to that of the two of them.

Hearing what Feng Jintao said, Hu Dayuv still had a bitter smile on his face. Shaking his head, he waved the steel whip in his hand and said, "Brother Feng, don't be modest anymore. Otherwise, I will be embarrassed to death. A loss is a loss. Don't tell me that my family doesn't have the face to admit defeat? Everyone, take a look. This whip has followed me for eighteen years. Today, it can be a witness."