Fengguixu

"Okay! Let the old chatterer take the lead first!"

Yang Wu yelled, and slapped his left palm on the chair, and his right palm passed over the steel stick with the head of the head held by the disciple beside him. Followed by agitation, the momentum is extraordinary.

He propped himself up on the ground with a stick, and flew in front of people with his strength.

The crowd applauded and applauded.

"Old Master Yang."

The wind was too late for Shi Shi to salute him, but Yang Wu avoided him. He was old and hot, and had a strange temper. He waved a steel rod and attacked him without saying a word.

The wind of the staff was very strong, and it was about to fall down on the head, but the wind could not move and stood sideways, the sword was still in its sheath.

The Jiange disciples watching the battle from behind were all sweating for the head teacher, the opportunity is fleeting, and it will be too late if you don't draw the sword!

At this moment, Feng Wu's gaze suddenly changed, and no one saw how the dark, narrow, sharp long sword was unsheathed, only a white light flashed, Yang Wu let out a violent shout, flipped in the air, and made a somersault upwards Leaping up, his right wrist managed to avoid the sword point stabbing from some tricky angle.Then the body uses the ground-supporting staff as the center of the circle, and rotates for a circle by inertia, and the wind-chasing leg does not reach the front chest.

The wind is not as good as the horizontal sword to resist, Yang Wu used the iron cloth shirt's outsider's kung fu, his legs were like iron, clang clang clang several times, his feet kicked on the sword of no bullying, shaking the sword body to groan endlessly.The wind was too late to be forced to take a few steps back, and with a shake of his long arm, he swung the person away, and made a sword formula casually.

As soon as this sword formula came out, all the disciples of the Jiange knew that the master was going to do it for real.I saw him move his center of gravity forward, lunge to the left to block, and pull the tip of the sword flat to the right, making a move of "grasping the moon against the wind".

This is the basic sword move that all Jiange disciples know, and it is not difficult to dismantle it.Seeing the situation, Yang Wu raised his stick to block.

The wind is not as old as a stance that has not been used, followed by the tip of the sword trembling, slashing with empty steps, followed by a stance of "Xinyan Pecking Mud", the tip of the sword deftly bypassed the steel staff, and pointed directly at Yang Wu's left eye.

This move caught him by surprise, even Yang Wu reacted quickly, turned his head and backed away, and a piece of his eyebrow was shaved off.

Yin Ni, who was watching the battle intently, let out a soft "Huh".

"What?" Shen Xu asked.

Yin Ni gestured with two fingers, and wondered: "It turns out that 'Xinyan Pecking Mud' can also pick up 'Winning the Moon', why didn't I know?"

"Master often said that the way of swordsmanship is to adapt to the situation and do whatever you want. Moves are dead, but people are alive. There are thirteen moves in Jiange Yaojiao, which contain infinite changes. Each move can be supplemented and connected with other moves. It depends on how you connect and how you adapt to the enemy's conditions. What matters is the ability to perform on the spot." Shen Xu explained to her one by one, and then sighed slightly, "Master always emphasizes adapting to the situation when teaching, just look at it." You just took these words as deaf ears."

Yin Ni blushed, and said that it is not easy for an ordinary disciple to practice all thirteen moves, but a genius like you still has the energy to delve into these ways.

While the two were talking, the outcome of that side had already been decided.

Yang Wu's rigid stick is extremely hard and rigid, easy to defend but difficult to attack, but when it comes to Jiange's light and pervasive swordsmanship, there is really no way to win.

"Yang's martial arts skills are rough, his skills are not as good as others, it's not very interesting to fight any more, so I just admit defeat!" Yang Wu is also a kind-hearted person who is willing to gamble and admit defeat, seeing that the odds of winning are slim, he put away his stick and cupped his hands.

"Acceptance." Feng Wuji returned the gift with a smile.

Yang Wu waved his hands and turned around, without staying any longer, he led the disciples of Haisha Gang and walked away.

The rest of the people looked at me and I looked at you, and they all felt that the old gang leader Yang was old and useless. After a few tricks, he gave up and gave up?

Qin Ba was also quite puzzled. He knew the wealth of his clan leader, so he would never give up so easily. When he reached the foot of the mountain, he couldn't help but ask, "Brother, did you let the water go on purpose?"

Yang Wu was drinking tea, when he heard the words, he gave him a hard look, after a long while, he spat out the tea foam, and said slowly: "As soon as I fought with that surnamed Feng, I knew he had internal injuries, and the injuries were not serious. Fighting is nothing more than trying to do it due to the situation. Taking advantage of the danger of others, even if I win, it will be a victory, not to mention that even if the surname Feng is injured, I really have no certainty of winning. This fight, no matter what No matter how you beat it, it's a shame, why should I beat it?"

I see.Qin Ba thought to himself, the eldest brother is loyal and kind, so he doesn't want to take advantage of others.But others don't think so, Jiange's affairs today may not be good.

Alas, I hope that blind little brother will never blame him.Qin Ba had a sad face, and he had no choice but to do so.

At this time, the sun was setting to the west, and it was already afternoon.

After the first round, not only Yang Wu, but also the masters present such as Xiao Guanchong, Ling Shikong, etc., could see that the wind was not as good as his skills, his movements were sluggish, his internal breath was uneven, and his body was obviously injured.

Xiao Guan's heart was a little relieved at the time, he took the weapon and jumped to the front: "You are not talented, this second round, let me experience the breathing sword technique taught by Feng Zhang!"

Everyone turned their eyes and saw that he was holding a serrated knife with a thick back and a wide blade in his right hand. The handle of the knife was carved with dragons and phoenixes, inlaid with gold, and the end was glittering and magnificent.

"I've heard for a long time the prestige of the brocade and wealth saber in the weapon hall of my classmates' palace. When I saw it today, it really deserves the reputation."

Xiao Guan cupped his fists: "Offended."

The two faced each other and circled around slowly, the wind was not strong enough to hold out the sword quickly, the middle palace went straight, the wrist shook, the tip of the sword split, swish, swish, swish three swords in a row, one sword pierced the left cheek, one sword pierced the right neck, and finally The sword flat cuts the throat, these three swords are as fast as lightning, only in an instant.Xiao Guan hid in a panic, the blade almost passed close to the flesh, he turned around and made an "oolong wagging tail", he stepped forward and slashed.

The wind is not as good as Xiaobu's back, avoiding its sharp edge, Xiao Guan chased after him, and resorted to continuous chopping with vertical steps.

Everyone only heard the sound of "铛铛铛铛" piercing the clouds and cracking rocks, flying sand and rocks flying around, and looking at the ground, the Suoyun Terrace was actually split into several ravines by a serrated knife. It can be seen that Xiao Guan's physical strength is unmatched by ordinary people.

The wind is too late and he doesn't fight hard with him, he only pushes and pulls vigorously when the sword tip meets the blade, and pulls a thousand catties four or two times.

After dozens of moves in such a fight, Xiao Guan seemed to have fallen into a strange circle, the stronger the strength in his hand, the more deflected the blade.

One ebbs and another grows, but the head is not as strong as the wind, but it is like a fish in water, turning around smoothly, leisurely as if it is in the chest.

If you go on like this, you will definitely lose!

Seeing that something was wrong, Xiao Guan sank into his dantian, stepped down, and the light of the saber in his hand soared suddenly. There are so many tricks, everyone is dazzled and clapped their hands in applause.

However, good-looking is good-looking, but its power is not very good.

The wind is not as good as the left sword and the right sword easily blocked these flowery frames, just about to fight back, Xiao Guan suddenly reversed the hilt of the knife and rushed forward, directly hitting his sword.

Adhering to the tenet of hitting as soon as possible without harming lives, the wind is too late to stop the sword immediately, and to inquire about the reason in detail, there is only a soft "click", and a black hole suddenly opened on the back of Xiao Guan's brocade-clothed wealth knife small hole.

A small puff of white smoke was shooting towards his head and face!

The wind is too late to smell the stench and poisonous gas, and his expression is terrified, he has already been hit.Hurriedly holding his breath and jumping, he felt quite heavy in his body when he jumped, and then he felt the internal energy in his dantian suddenly emptied, he was horrified.

Xiao Guan smiled grimly, and said in his heart that you have been poisoned by my strange poison "returning to nature", within three days your meridians will be stagnated and your internal power will be completely lost, just like the most ordinary countryman in the world. taste the bitterness!Immediately, the force runs through the palm of the hand and strikes out with all its strength.

The wind is too late to avoid and cannot be avoided, so I have to face it.

Hearing a slap, he retreated more than ten steps in a row, his face flushed, and he spurted a foot of blood on the spot.

The crowd was in an uproar, Jundao Xiao Guan's slap looked ordinary, but it implied deep inner strength, just one slap was overwhelming enough to defeat him.It's amazing, I admire it, and I can't stop applauding it at the same price.

Seeing that the head teacher was injured, the disciples of Jiange surrounded him immediately, and protected the wind in the center.

The internal injury is difficult to heal when the wind is too weak. Now, with one against two, poisoning and taking over, it is difficult to continue for a while. He fell to the ground, swallowed the blood foam in his mouth and said with difficulty: "Your knife..."

He wanted to tell the public that Xiao Guan had tampered with the saber, and the competition was insignificant, but before he finished speaking, he was robbed by Chong Ling.

"Hallmaster Xiao is so handsome, so handsome, and so fast with a sword! The poor Taoist worships. Master Feng, since you have lost the second match, and now the match is one-on-one, and the tie is tied, how about this third match?"

The wind is not as good as snorting and snorting, and he thought he was a fart, with so many eyes present, didn't any of them see Xiao Guanshi's dirty tricks?Looking at Master Shikong at the moment, Shikong lowered his eyebrows and kept chanting Amitabha Buddha in his mouth, but his eyes didn't dare to take a look at Fengfeng.

The wind is not as good as the heart is like a mirror, ah, it's not that no one saw it, but they pretended not to see it, coughed a few times, and laughed miserably: "Comparing like you, it's a hundred Feng Mou Even if you get up, you can't catch up with a horse."

"If you lose, you lose. Why bother to evade the excuses? If you don't accept it, get up and compete with me for the third match!" Chong Ling raised his eyebrows on his thin yellow face, and pulled out the sword at his waist.

When a sharp knife comes out of its sheath, there must be sword energy.

Everyone felt this anger, and everyone stared at Feng Wugui with wide eyes, hoping that he would get up and fight for another [-] rounds, so that he could teach the big guys to have enough eye addiction, and he would have the capital to brag about in the future.

"They're really bullying people too much!" Yin Ni was so angry that her eyes were red, her upper and lower teeth were gnashing, and she suddenly remembered that even she was so angry, why did Shen Xu keep silent?Don't just get dizzy right?

He hurriedly turned his head to look, but only saw an afterglow of clothes.

The place was empty.

"Junior brother?" Yin Ni thumped in her heart, secretly thinking that it's not good.

At this moment, a lonely and desolate voice suddenly sounded in everyone's ears: "I competed with you on behalf of the master."

The author has something to say: Hush's first show in the arena is about to begin!Eyes will also recover!ho ho ho ho -