Volume 17: The Sentimental Swordsman and the Ruthless Sword (Part 2) Chapter 400: Hu Bugui
Early winter, main hall.
The snow hasn't started yet, but the wind is already quite strong.
Su Weiyun said slowly: "So Senior Hu is here to arrest me ?"
Hu Bugui said loudly: "If your name is Su Weiyun, then it's correct."
Su Weiyun asked, "Did Long Xiaoyun ask you to arrest me?"
Hu Bugui said, "That's right, that's right. Who else could it be but him? He spent two years looking for me. He must have put a lot of effort into it!"
Su Weiyun said: "He calls me a brother, why would he want to harm me?"
Hu Bugui said, "You killed his son and bullied him. How could he remain indifferent?"
Su Weiyun said: "That is to say, Long Xiaoyun appears to be a gentleman, tolerant and generous, but in reality he is an out-and-out, two-faced villain?"
Hu Bugui said: "He is such a disgusting villain that makes people want to vomit!"
Su Weiyun said: "But you owe him a favor, so you still have to come and arrest me?"
Hu Bugui sighed, "I didn't want to do this, but I have no choice but to fight you!"
The two of them explained the whole story and the unpredictable human heart very clearly with every word they said, so that Li Xunhuan and Lin Shiyin who were standing next to them could also understand it clearly.
The wind outside gradually died down.
Su Weiyun and Hu Bugui's bodies were tense and they were focused, their internal energy and strength were slowly running, ready to go.
Long Xiaoyun said slowly: "Are you two going to start fighting right now?"
Li Xun Huan suddenly said: "They must not do it here!"
Long Xiaoyun stood up and asked, "Why?!"
Li Xun Huan said: "When two tigers fight, one is bound to be injured. No matter if Senior Hu or Hero Su makes a mistake, the only one who will benefit is the Money Gang!"
A strange and cruel smile flashed in Long Xiaoyun's eyes. He looked at Li Xunhuan, and finally set his gaze on Lin Shiyin's face.
"Shiyin, our son has not yet avenged his death, but Xun Huan wants to stop him for the sake of justice... Alas, I am in the martial arts world, so it is inconvenient for me to say more. It is better for you, as his sister-in-law, to talk to him."
Li Xunhuan's face turned pale instantly.
But Lin Shiyin's cheeks immediately turned a terrible blood red.
"Li Xun Huan."
Lin Shiyin stood up, holding on to the chair with one hand, as if she might fall down at any time.
"I have endured two full years just to wait for this day. Otherwise, I would have died long ago. Do you still want to hinder us?!"
Li Xunhuan opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.
Li Bufu quietly tugged at the corner of Li Xunhuan's clothes and asked, "Uncle Li, can Master beat this lunatic?"
Li Xun Huan sighed and shook his head, "I don't know."
He really didn't know, and he couldn't tell how good Hu Bugui's martial arts were.
Su Weiyun suddenly stood up and said with a smile: "Li Tanhua, go ahead. I won't make things difficult for you."
"you……"
Su Weiyun said: "Long Xiaoyun, I remember I once said that if you have another son, I will take him as my disciple, teach him carefully, and teach him martial arts."
Long Xiaoyun said sarcastically: "Please, Master Su, remember this incident with a good memory!"
"Okay, I won't let you down," Su Weiyun turned around and said, "Your last name is also Li, so kneel down now and acknowledge Li Xunhuan as your godfather!"
"Long Xiaoyun said that his son is Li Xunhuan's son, so it doesn't matter who you choose as your godfather. It's much better to choose a human as your godfather than a dog."
Li Bufu didn't understand what he meant, but he still obeyed and kowtowed three times respectfully to Li Xunhuan.
Su Weiyun said, "Li Tanhua, if I die today, please help me take care of this child. You don't need to teach him your flying knife skills. Just let him learn a little martial arts so that he won't be bullied."
Li Xun Huan sighed deeply and said, "My child, your godfather is useless. You should never learn from me in the future!"
After he said that, regardless of Li Bufu's shouting, he grabbed him and immediately floated up, flying out of Xingyun Manor. In a blink of an eye, he disappeared without a trace.
Su Weiyun watched the two of them go away, then he bowed to Hu Bugui and said, "Senior, please help."
"But let me be frank. If I am lucky enough to survive today, there will no longer be Xingyun Manor in this world."
Hu Bugui sighed, "If you lose the battle, I can't help you get rid of them. But if you have other wishes, I may be able to fulfill them for you."
Su Weiyun thought for a moment and said, "I have a copy of the "Sword Manual of Death" which was taken away by the Money Gang. I'm afraid it has now fallen into the hands of Shangguan Jinhong. Can you help me get it back?"
Hu Bugui said: "I may not be Shangguan Jinhong's opponent."
Su Weiyun suddenly said in a stern voice: "You are not Shangguan Jinhong's opponent, so are you my opponent?!"
He attacked as fast as lightning, punching with both fists at the same time, using the Shaolin Arhat Subduing Tiger Fist. The fists were full of wind and had extraordinary momentum, just like a tiger descending from the mountain!
Hu Bugui screamed and jumped to the side, moving his hands back and forth, using a set of 72 small grappling techniques of the Wudang School, using softness to overcome hardness, to try to grab Su Weiyun's wrist.
Su Weiyun changed his moves, his left hand suddenly twisted from a strange angle, hitting Hu Bugui's waist like a whip, and then changed to the Emei's intercepting hand style.
Hu Bugui flipped in the air, dodged a dozen feet, then suddenly pulled out a bamboo sword from his waist, shook it lightly in the wind, and hit Su Weiyun's arm directly.
The two men changed their moves and styles so quickly that it was dizzying to watch.
Lin Shiyin had already moved far away, and Long Xiaoyun was standing beside her, holding a silver spear, protecting her.
Su Weiyun in the center of the field saw Hu Bugui coming towards him with a bamboo stick, but he did not draw his sword immediately. Instead, he dodged with his body and retreated repeatedly.
While dodging, he was observing Hu Bugui's swordsmanship.
Hu Bugui's swordsmanship was indeed very "strange". There was no rules or techniques at all, and there were no moves to speak of. It was just like a child waving a bamboo stick around.
But there is a sense of naturalness and unconventionality in it.
Su Weiyun's body shape is sometimes like a crane, sometimes like a swallow, sometimes like a roc, and sometimes like an eagle, changing constantly. He has already integrated all kinds of body techniques into one, and has become extremely skilled.
Hu Bugui's bamboo sword was bent and slanted, and it stabbed sideways, even a little weak, and it couldn't even touch Su Weiyun's sleeve.
Su Weiyun kept frowning and never drew his sword. He retreated from the main hall to the courtyard.
The two walked and stopped, ran all the way, and finally arrived in front of Lengxiang Cottage.
Long Xiaoyun followed hurriedly with a silver spear in hand, but Lin Shiyin fell to the ground, not daring and unable to go out to see.
"Mr. Hu, do you need my help?"
Hu Bugui shouted: "Don't come here, you might dirty my sword!"
He waved the bamboo stick in his hand wildly again, some of which looked like falling flowers from the sky, and some looked like one sword and seven flowers, but if he said that this was the Dog Beating Stick Technique, maybe some people would believe it.
His swordsmanship is really incomprehensible.
Su Weiyun's brows furrowed even deeper.
He was not surprised at Hu Bugui's superb swordsmanship, but was wondering why his swordsmanship was so poor.
call!
Su Weiyun quickly rushed to the side of a plum tree.
The bamboo sword followed closely, and an invisible sword energy pierced out with a rustling sound, cutting through several plum blossoms.
Su Weiyun easily broke the plum branch and plucked it off. He suddenly lunged forward and knocked the bamboo sword out of Hu Bugui's hand!
The bamboo sword fell to the ground, Hu Bugui screamed, then clapped his hands and walked away, laughing and singing.
"Forget the sky, forget the earth, forget the sword, forget the people. Forget all the troubles in the world. Forgetting and not forgetting are the same. You say the same, I say the same, but unfortunately they are different!"
The lightness skill he displayed at this moment was unparalleled, and was no less powerful than Li Xunhuan just now. The sound immediately faded away.
"It's different, it's different. I will repay all the kindness and hatred. After repaying, I will return to my hometown and drink soup again! Drinking soup is more delicious than eating..."
The sound behind could no longer be heard clearly, and Hu Bugui disappeared outside Xingyun Manor.
Su Weiyun listened to Hu Bugui's singing, watched him gradually disappear, and smiled, "No wonder Bai Xiaosheng said that Hu Bugui's martial arts skills fluctuated, so he was not included in the weapon list. It turns out that this is really the case."
Long Xiaoyun's face turned as pale as his silver spear.
Su Weiyun suddenly turned around and looked at him, and said slowly: "This battle is over, so it's time to settle our accounts."
