I Want to Read Pure Ancient Martial Arts Novels, Not Fantasy and Immortality Novels
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Real martial arts novels, there is no immortality or martial arts, you can have a system or a gold finger, it doesn't matter, it is the kind that is very powerful even if it is a thousand pounds, don't be too ridiculous, it doesn't matter if you are high in martial arts, don't be high in martial arts, you can dodge bullets
Traditional martial arts + suspense style, the writing is guaranteed, the literary and martial arts are exciting, and the picture is just one word - cool! You will definitely not suffer any loss after watching this! Currently undergoing stable updates~
Want to watch ancient martial arts? Want to see original works conceived and created independently by the author? Readers who like the language styles of Liang Yusheng and Jin Yong may wish to read this traditional martial arts novel. The author will bring you a grand and passionate world!
The situation in the martial arts world is treacherous. Let's see how Chu Liuxiang, who has just emerged from the martial arts world, battles wits and courage, solves mysteries and pursues the murderer, and competes with the world's masters for supremacy! The plot is exciting, with constant suspenseful twists and turns, the long-lasting love between the children, and a vivid picture!
These are all things I've seen before and thought they were pretty good.
① Enjoyed the blessings of Qi people and married two wives
②The world is full of hot-blooded young men, riding horses and wielding swords, heroes saving beauties.
Recommend this book. It is a pure martial arts novel with a compact plot, realistic fighting scenes, vivid character descriptions, intertwined love and hatred, and the feelings of family and country in the court disputes. Hope you all like it
Some brothers have it. Such a book is the imitation of Jin Yong's writing style that I wrote. It perfectly meets your requirements. Please give me a review. Criticism is also acceptable. I don't want to stand alone [I'm about to cry]. Comments will be replied. This book includes: betrayal and separation after being framed + counterattack of becoming a waste + emotional disputes with multiple women...
The bright moon like a silver plate hung over the Youhuang Valley. The moonlight filtered through the bamboo leaves and cast mottled silver scales on the two people. The figures of Lin Yu and the gray-robed monk turned into two hazy shadows, and the sound of the soft sword and the Zen staff intersecting was as dense as a shower, with sharp sounds one after another. The monk's Zen staff was extremely powerful, and with one move of "Sweeping Thousands of Troops", Lin Yu was forced to jump up. The Zen staff swept across the soles of his boots, bringing up soil mixed with gravel and splashing. Several bamboos as thick as a bowl broke with a "click" and their tops hit the ground heavily. Lin Yu twisted around in the air and slashed diagonally from top to bottom with his soft sword. The sword was so fierce that he forced the monk's horizontal staff to block it. There was a crisp "clang" sound and the monk's arm was numb from the shock. The two of them went back and forth, fighting fifty moves in the blink of an eye. The monk's Zen staff opened and closed widely, never leaving Lin Yu's vital points. The wind roared from the staff, picking up fallen leaves and gravel, forming a rotating wall of air. Lin Yu, on the other hand, relied on his soft sword to move nimbly, and his figure was as erratic as a ghost, shuttling in the shadow of the staff. Sometimes he moved the sword lightly to focus on the flaws, and sometimes he changed his moves to be strong and hard to catch heavy blows. In just one cup of tea, the two of them had already performed more than a hundred moves. The moves were changing so fast that Shi Huolong was dizzy. He hid in the shadow of the bamboo forest and after confirming that there were no other enemies, he looked at the battlefield and saw that Lin Yu was obviously not doing his best. Shi Huolong knew this martial arts idiot brother very well. He kept changing his moves, obviously observing the opponent's moves and trying to learn from his master's skills. Seeing Lin Yu's calm look, Shi Huolong was relieved. Over the past six months, not only has his arms recovered, but his internal strength has greatly improved due to practicing the Nine Yang Divine Art, and he has practiced the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to the fourteenth palm. Although this monk was on par with me, he was by no means a match for his third brother - Lin Yu was originally the number one master in Youhuang Valley, and he could only survive three hundred moves under him. Shi Huolong couldn't help but remember that two months ago, when he taught Lin Yu "Flying Dragon in the Sky" step by step, he wiped his sweat and sighed to Shen Qingya: "Brother, the third brother is talented, savvy, and willing to study. Coupled with the pure and profound internal power of the 'Nine Yang Divine Art', in today's martial arts, except for Wudang Zhenren Zhang, few people can match him." "In my opinion, if you give him another twenty years, he will be invincible in the world!" Shen Qingya was convinced. After confirming that Lin Yu was safe, Shi Huolong was worried that the enemy would lure the tiger away from the mountain, so he quietly performed Qinggong and returned to Youhuang Valley. Seeing that the surroundings of Qingya Residence were peaceful and Zhou Yunhe was vigilantly guarding the door, he was completely relieved. In the bamboo forest, Lin Yu was still fighting with the masked monk. His eyes sparkled, and he kept the opponent's moves and power details firmly in his mind. This battle was not only a crisis for him, but also a rare opportunity to improve his martial arts. After fighting for about 200 moves, Lin Yu had figured out the opponent's tricks and thought to himself: "Although this monk's Zen stick skills are strong, there are traces to follow. Most of the flaws are when the old strength is exhausted and the new strength is not born." "And I don't like the Zen stick as a weapon. Just get to know it. There is no need to continue learning." Thinking of this, Lin Yu stopped delaying and wrapped the soft sword around the Zen staff like a gangrene attached to the bone. Whenever the monk was about to use up his moves, the tip of the sword would stab his wrist or armpit like a poisonous snake spitting out a message. The monk gradually felt the difficulty. He did not expect that his seemingly young opponent was so skilled in swordsmanship. His Zen staff, which weighed more than 100 kilograms, was entangled with the soft sword and became unable to function properly. After another twenty or thirty moves, the monk suddenly used "Strength to Split Huashan" and hit Lin Yu's head directly. Lin Yu did not retreat but advanced, his body sank suddenly, the soft sword slid up along the Zen staff, and pointed directly at the tiger's mouth of the monk's right hand holding the staff. The monk was shocked and withdrew his staff, but he was half a minute too late. Although the sword blade did not hurt the muscles and bones, it already opened a bloody gash on his wrist, and blood oozed out instantly. The monk was in pain, his strength relaxed, and he almost lost his Zen staff. His heart trembled, and his moves became more cautious, but Lin Yu was unforgiving, and his soft sword attack became more fierce. The sword light intertwined like horses and swords, covering the monk's whole body. After fighting for more than forty moves, the wounds on the monk's wrists, although shallow, eventually affected his holding strength, and there was a slight sluggishness after several exertions. Lin Yu keenly caught this, and suddenly changed his move: the soft sword feinted to attack the front door, but in fact he flipped his wrist, and the tip of the sword circled behind the Zen staff like a spiritual snake, and jerked upward! The angle of this sword was extremely tricky, and the monk was caught off guard. He felt numbness in his right wrist and severe pain in the tiger's mouth. He could no longer hold the Zen staff, which weighed more than 100 kilograms. It fell to the ground with a clang, and dust flew up. The masked monk was horrified - he had been immersed in the Zen staff for more than thirty years, and yet he was shot down by this young man within three hundred moves. This was simply a great shame and humiliation! But he knew very well that if he lost the opportunity, he would be defeated if he fought again, and he might even lose his life. This man had exquisite swordsmanship and unfathomable internal strength, and he was definitely no match for him. Almost as soon as the Zen staff landed on the ground, the monk turned around and ran wildly without hesitation. His body movements were as fast as ghosts and there was no delay. "Want to run?" Lin Yu shouted coldly, then flicked his wrist, and the soft sword flew out of his hand like an arrow from the string, with a sharp roar that broke through the air and went straight to the monk's back! The monk heard the strong wind behind him and did not dare to look back. He rushed to the side, narrowly avoiding the sharp edge. However, the soft sword continued to gain momentum under the support of Lin Yu's strong Jiuyang internal power. It hit a big tree with a "clang" and bounced back. By coincidence, it happened to be blocking the path in front of the monk. The monk instinctively dodges, but in this moment of delay, Lin Yu has already used the Snow-Treading Wuhen Qinggong to catch up. The monk was anxious in his heart, so he used force on his feet to speed up, dashing left and right in the bamboo forest, trying to get rid of the pursuers. Lin Yu kept walking, his eyes locked on the monk's back, his hands quickly changed, and the palm power of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms was condensed in his body. Seeing that it was difficult to escape, the monk simply stopped and turned around, with a fierce look in his eyes. He clasped his palms together, then suddenly separated them, and there was a faint black energy in his palms - it was his special skill "Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand"! "Since you are looking for death, the poor monk will help you!" The monk shouted low, stretched out both palms, and rushed towards Lin Yu's face with a feminine and domineering energy. Lin Yu calmly took a half-step forward with his left foot and pushed out with his right palm. The wind of his palm stirred up the fallen leaves on the ground to spin into vortexes, which was exactly the "seeing a dragon in the field" among the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. The palm wind seems slow, but it contains the majestic Nine Yang Qi, which collides with the monk's palm force. There was a muffled sound of "bang", and the two of them each took three steps back. The monk felt a hot stream of warmth coming in, causing his energy and blood to surge, and he was horrified: "This kid's inner strength is so powerful and domineering!" Lin Yu also nodded secretly: "This monk's palm power is really vicious, but fortunately he has the Nine Yang Magic to protect his body." The two fought again. The monk's Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand is a combination of hardness and softness, sometimes as fierce as thunder, sometimes as soft as a poisonous snake, sometimes mixed with a few phantom yin fingers, which are used to hit large acupoints when the wind and yin are cold. Lin Yu circulated the Nine Yang True Qi and circulated it throughout his body, firmly blocking the cold wind from outside his body. Immediately, he performed the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and saw that the palm techniques were wide open and closed, unparalleled in strength, and each palm carried the majestic momentum of destroying the heaven and the earth, which was very domineering, but also exquisite. After fighting hundreds of moves, the monk gradually fell into a disadvantage. Although his Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand was strong, he gradually felt powerless in the face of Lin Yu's continuous Nine Yang Qi, and had several minor injuries on his body. Lin Yu saw the right moment and waved his palms to attack fiercely while shouting coldly: "How dare you reveal your identity, you hidden head and tail!" Lin Yu's shouts were like sharp swords piercing the silence of the night, but the gray-robed monk only snorted coldly and suddenly accelerated his attack speed. The strong wind of his palms crushed the dead leaves, and his offensive became more fierce. Lin Yu looked calm, his palms like snakes swimming in the shadows of his palms, and a calm smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Since you don't want to speak, why not let me guess." "I wonder whether I should call you Master Yuanzhen of Shaolin? Or - Hunyuan Thunder Hand Cheng Kun?!" Cheng Kun was shocked when he heard this, as if he was struck by lightning: "How do you know my name?!" This identity is his biggest secret - ever since he saw the divine monk being killed by him, he thought that no one in the world would know his true identity. Unexpectedly, Lin Yu revealed it, and he was immediately confused. "No, it's impossible! How did you recognize me? This is absolutely impossible..." In panic, the move showed flaws and the shot missed by half an inch. In a duel between masters, a half-inch difference can be fatal. Lin Yu had been waiting for this moment, how could he miss this opportunity? He suddenly bullied himself forward, gathered 10% of the Nine Yang Qi in his palms, and used the "Exalted Dragon Has Regret" among the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. The wind roared from his palms and struck Cheng Kun hard on the chest with an unstoppable force. "Poof" Cheng Kun was hit hard and spurted out blood. His body flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, hit a big tree heavily, and slowly slid to the ground, dying. Before he could slow down, Lin Yu was already stalking his body like a shadow, his fingertips were like sharp swords unsheathed, and as fast as lightning, he pointed at his Tanzhong, Qimen and other major acupoints. Cheng Kun still wanted to resist, but his reaction was slow due to his serious injury, so he could only watch as the opponent's fingers fell accurately. In an instant, his whole body was numb, his limbs were limp, and he could not move. [Laugh][laugh][laugh]
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Real traditional martial arts, wind and snow outside the Great Wall, turmoil in the inn, gang fights for hegemony, counterinsurgency in the southwest, resistance to the Japanese in the southeast, temple battles, resistance to the barbarians in the north... The world is big and the earth is big, chivalry will last forever.
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That was the first winter she spent in the mountains. At the end of the year, the weather is cold and the wind is biting. The master said that there would be no snow in her hometown and it was cold in the mountains, so she asked him to take more care of her. But Xiao Mei loves the mountain snow very much. When she woke up, the mountain was covered with heavy snow. She had never seen snow before, so she naturally found it very strange, so she pestered him to pick the unfallen snow on the branches, saying that it was written in the book that the water made from the new snow was the best for making tea. He deliberately joked: "What if it's falling snow?" "Well... Then make a snowman!" She replied with a smile. He smiled helplessly - but found a job for himself. So the two gathered fresh snow for half a day and made a snowman for half a day. In the end, I don't know who made the move first. The two of them grabbed the snowball and threw it at each other. When I got excited about playing, I actually used the skills taught by my master to create wind on my feet, chasing and hiding on the branches covered with fine snow. Children always have a natural inspiration for having fun.
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