Huo Du said to Zhu Zi and Liu.

"You don't use weapons, we can win or lose with our fists."

Zhu Zi Liu Dao.

"No. Our China is a country of etiquette and righteousness, and is different from Mongolian barbarians. A gentleman treats papers and makes friends with his pen. If I have a pen but no sword, why do I need weapons?"

Huo Dudao.

"Since that's the case, see what you want!"

The folding fan opened and incited him.

Zhu Ziliu stepped sideways, shook his head and head, swung his left palm lightly in front of him, and brushed his right hand radially across Huo Du's face.

Huo Du turned his head to avoid it, but saw that the opponent's body was light and his tricks were strange, so he did not dare to attack at the moment. He had to see his martial arts skills first and then determine the countermeasures.

Zhu Zi Liu Dao.

"I have swept across the army, so you must be careful."

As he said that, he pointed his pen forward and pointed it forward.

Although Huo Du learned martial arts in Tibet, King Jinlun was profound and vast, and knew all the martial arts of famous masters in the Central Plains.

When Huo Du learned martial arts, he decided to go to the Central Plains to establish his reputation. Therefore, King Jinlun once dismantled the proud tricks of the famous martial arts sect in Zhongyuan one by one. But today, Zhu Ziliu used a few strange weapons, and his moves were even more incredible and unheard of.

I saw his pen tip writing horizontally in the air, as if he was writing, but the tip of his pen tip pointed to the human body everywhere.

The Duan family of Dali was originally from Wuwei County, Liangzhou. They were appointed as emperor in Dali. They spread Chinese cultural relics to southern Xinjiang.

Zhu Ziliu was the best calligrapher in Tiannan. Although he learned martial arts, he did not abandon literature. Later, he became more and more skilled in martial arts. He learned from others and integrated Yiyang fingers with calligraphy into a furnace.

This kung fu is his original creation. No matter how strong the martial arts of others are, if there is no literary root in his belly, it is really difficult to resist his kung fu in which there are martial arts in his literature and martial arts, and both civil and martial arts have reached a wonderful state.

Fortunately, Huo Du had read scriptures from Han Confucians since he was a child and learned poetry, but he was able to resist. But he saw that the other party's brush was shaking, and there were a little acupoints in his calligraphy. There was a calligraphy in his acupoints? It was really a silver hook and iron stroke? It was strong and sharp. And the majesty also contained a beautiful bookish atmosphere.

Guo Jing doesn't understand literature and is secretly surprised to see it.

But Huang Rong received his father's family tradition? Both civil and military skills? Seeing Zhu Ziliu's wonderful martial arts along the way, she couldn't help but admire him very much.

Guo Fu walked to her mother? asked.

"Mom, he stroked the pen around? What's that thing?"

Huang Rong was watching the battle in full spirit?                                                          �

"Fang Xuanling Monument."

Guo Fu was stunned and confused, and then suddenly.

"What is Fang Xuanling Monument?"

Huang Rong saw it smoothly and no longer answered.

It turns out that the "Fang Xuanling Stele" is an inscription written by Chu Suiliang, a minister of the Tang Dynasty, and is a fine regular script.

Previous people commented on Chu's calligraphy as "the goddess scattered flowers"? The calligraphy is vigorous and graceful? The look is full of posture, and every stroke is in the air, which is extremely wonderful to suppress and control and unrestrained.

Zhu Ziliu's "Yiyang Sword Finger" was used to replace fingers with pens, which was also a rigorous approach to tricks and meticulous strokes like regular script.

Although Huo Du didn't understand the essence of Yiyang's finger? Finally, he had copied the "Fang Xuanling Monument". He expected that after getting his horizontal line, he would write it all the time. He was still in order and did not show any sign of defeat.

Zhou Xuan looked at Zhu Ziliu's exquisite martial arts? His eyes lit up slightly.

Of course, there is no need to say much about his literary quality. Even Zhu Ziliu himself? I am afraid he is not as good as him. Therefore, Zhu Ziliu's moves? There is nothing mysterious in his eyes. Aside from that literary background, there will be no hidden one's finger.

If Zhou Xuan had a progress bar in his mind at this moment, he could see that the proficiency of the yang finger was increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Moreover, it won't take long to go, the progress bar will be close to saturation.
Chapter completed!