[mouse cat] special way

"You are that Yang Wenguang?" The man in red still kept his hands in his sleeves, tilted his head and looked Yang Wenguang up and down, nodded in satisfaction, and whispered softly, "You really are a handsome young man... ..."

Yang Wenguang didn't react much on the stage, and everyone who heard his words in the audience felt a chill behind them, how ghostly this man spoke.

Zhao Hu raised his head to look at the sky, and grinned at the corner of his mouth: "Damn it, it's a good thing it's noon, and we won't be afraid under the sun. If we meet this man and woman at night, I'm afraid we'll be scared to death." He looked left and right, and seeing no response from the people around him, he muttered again: "Hey, brother Yang was molested by this monster..."

Bai Yutang glared at him, please be quiet!Seeing this, Zhao Hu hurriedly shut his mouth and continued the competition in the stands.

Seeing that Yang Wenguang didn't reply, He Huan smiled again: "What's the matter, you don't want to talk to me, a monster? Sigh, I'm so sad to be hated by such a handsome little brother..." Slowly opened his wrapped hands, Still hidden in the wide sleeves.

Holding the silver gun in his hand, Yang Wenguang said loudly: "It's useless to talk too much, please enlighten me, brother!"

"Teach me? Hahahahahaha..." As if hearing something funny, He Huan raised his head and laughed wildly, causing everyone present to be a little puzzled.Just when everyone thought this person was crazy, the man in red stopped laughing and rushed forward quickly, his figure was like a ghost.

Seeing this situation, Yang Wenguang waved his sleeves, and suddenly jumped up into the air. The silver spear turned into countless cold lights like a sword, and it also rushed forward.

With a sound of "Kang Dang--", the two fought in mid-air, and the people in the audience could only feel the figure shaking, and heard the sound of weapons clashing in their ears.

"What kind of weapon is He Huan using? Why hasn't it been revealed?" Ying Shiwu washed his face with cold water, and his mood has stabilized a bit.

Zhan Zhao stared at the figure flying up and down on the stage, and shook his head. With his eyesight, he could tell that He Huan didn't have a weapon in his hand. Could it be that he was fighting with bare hands?

"Brother Zhan, if I'm not mistaken, this man's weapon is probably the gold silk glove on his hand." Jiang Ping walked over and shook his feather fan.

"Golden gloves?" Everyone asked.

"Well, gold silk gloves are just the abbreviation of martial arts people. This thing is actually made of snow silk from Tianshan Mountain." Jiang Ping nodded, and the feather fan pointed to the stage, "Look."

When everyone looked around, they happened to encounter Yang Wenguang stabbing with a gun, so He Huan grabbed the gun head with one hand without dodging or avoiding.Under the noon sun, there seemed to be golden threads shining on that hand.

"It really is the Tianshan snowworm." Zhan Zhao was a little surprised.Where did He Huan get such a precious thing?

As the name suggests, Tianshan Snow Silkworm is the king silkworm that grows on Aoxue Peak in Tianshan Mountain.This kind of silkworm king can only live in extremely cold places, so it is extremely rare.And the snow silk it vomits is the most precious treasure sought by martial arts people. The snow silk is light, soft, crystal clear, soft but also rigid.The soft armor woven with snow silk from the Tianshan Mountains is not afraid of any magical weapons, and is truly invulnerable.In the past, after the Liao Kingdom's Tanyuan alliance, he presented to the late emperor a small robe woven with snow silk from Tianshan Mountains, and saved the late emperor several times. Later, when the late emperor died, he was buried with him.

It's a pity that such a guardian object has become a deadly weapon in the hands of the wicked.

"It's no wonder that in the previous cases he committed, the victims were all disemboweled and dismembered. Presumably they were injured with these gold gloves." Zhan Zhao said, this man's hand strength is really not good. Small.

Open up the belly, disassemble the eight pieces...

When everyone thought that the bloody scene was caused by bare hands, they couldn't help but add a little more disgust to He Huan.Killing people with poisonous claws, where did this person learn this weird kung fu of heresy!

The red shadows on the stage swirled around Yang Wenguang up and down. General Yang Shao fought steadily, dancing with a silver spear so tightly that He Huan could not take advantage of it.

"Hey, my handsome little brother, you and I are fighting and killing more scenery." The man in red smiled and said quietly through voice transmission, "Why don't we just close this game and find a place to play?" He gave Yang Wenguang a wink, and the blood-red eyeliner almost dripped blood so bewitchingly.

Yang Wenguang hummed, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"What's the matter, little brother, do you look down on me?" He Huan wrapped his gun around, leaned forward, and reached Yang Wenguang's waist with one hand, "Didn't you want me to teach you? Why, after the 'teach', you are willing to be my brother My little baby?"

Yang Wenguang pulled the silver gun back, and He Huan, who was already close, was about to squeeze into his arms this time.He Huan was overjoyed, could it be that the young man also had his heart set on him, and he didn't think about winning or losing the ring competition right now.

"If you were reincarnated as a woman in your thirties, I would be reluctant to do so. Now," Yang Wenguang flipped his wrist and slapped him across the face, "You disgusting scum, get out of here, sir! He kicked the man in red away with a flying kick, and then the silver light in his hand shook, and the tip of the gun was picked one by one and then again, and a pair of silver things flew away from He Huan and fell to the audience.

"Young General Yang is good at marksmanship." Bai Yutang praised. Yang Zongbao's two shots just now were so accurate that he actually picked up He Huan's gold silk gloves. To be destroyed on the spot.

"Hehehehe, good!" He Huan swayed to the side, with a red handprint on his face, "Hacking geese and being pecked by geese all day long, the kid from the Yang family is really spicy enough, it's worth someone from me. Really skillful! Knife here!" He tore off the red smock and flung it, revealing the bright red shorts underneath.

As soon as the words fell, a Guan knife flew from the west, He Huan got up and received it, turned around and charged forward, all the movements were done in one go, and in an instant, the golden light in his hand cut towards the silver light on the stage.

Zhao Hu was dumbfounded: "My God, this change is too big..."

Not only him, everyone in the east tent felt that He Huan seemed to be a different person.Before, this person swiped and slashed with the saber in his hand, widening the gap. He changed his ghostly and unpredictable posture just now, and became fierce and fierce, which is also... more pleasing to the eye.Could it be that he hadn't shown his true strength just now, and didn't show his true colors until he was slapped by Yang Wenguang?

What a lunatic, everyone looks up to the sky.Actually abandoning such serious work and not using it, but going some crooked ways.

Yang Wenguang also became interested, turned from defense to offense, and the spear moved like a snake, transforming into a series of spear shadows, covering He Huan's whole body.He Huan didn't care about the phantom of his real body, and he didn't reject it at all. Just like his opponent when he was defending, he danced a wave of knives and protected his whole body.

Guan Dao and the Silver Spear collided together, and after a flurry of "clinking" sounds, the figures intertwined again, each standing at a corner and panting slightly.

"Okay...it's been a long time since I played so happily!" The man in red was panting, but his face was full of smiles.

"Me too." Yang Wenguang held his silver gun, looking more relaxed than him, "It's so good, it's so disgusting just now."

"I am willing, can you control it?" He Huan laughed and cursed, and cut the knife in his hand, "Fight again!"

"Accompany me." Yang Wenguang squeezed his silver gun, paused, and said, "Uncle, wipe off your sweat, and your makeup is gone." The red eyeliner is no longer glistening, but really dripping. With He Huan's pale face makeup, it looks like an evil ghost crying blood and tears in hell, and with the appearance of holding a knife in his hand, it is as awkward as it is.

"Uh, brat!" He Huan fumbled with his sleeve when he heard the words, opened his posture and went up to meet him again.

This time he was the first to take out the saber, and with the saber in his hand, he slashed at Yang Wenguang's face. Yang Wenguang was on one side, barely avoiding the silver spear, and swiped back to stab the enemy's waist.He Huan volleyed in the air, turned over and passed over his head, and Guan Dao slashed downwards in the opposite direction.

Yang Wenguang heard the sound of the wind behind his head, and stabbed upwards with the silver spear in his hand. Before the move arrived, he turned into a horizontal chop and grabbed He Huan's legs.

He Huanren was not in a hurry in the air, and with a horizontal knife, he used his strength to volley up again, kicking towards the opposite door.

The two of you came and went, and the fight was inseparable. After a while, they fought for nearly a hundred rounds, but they were still evenly matched.

"The warriors of the Xia Kingdom actually used the eight methods of the Spring and Autumn Period." Under the colorful shed upstairs in Xuande, Grand Master Pang, who was accompanying him, stroked his beard, and there seemed to be a gleam in his eyes.

Too.

"The grand master also has research on sword techniques?" Zhao Zhen asked while sitting on the throne.He had just heard the news of Ying San's death, and when he went on tour in his incognito, that person was always by his side, but now that he's gone, it's a pity that it was fake.Hearing Grand Master Pang's words now just changed his mood.

"Return to Your Majesty, I don't know much." Grand Master Pang stood up and replied.

Zhao Zhen waved his hand: "It's better for the Grand Master to sit and talk."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Pang Ji took his seat according to the order, and continued, "In the past, when Gouzi first learned sword skills, I hired a martial artist for him. The eight methods of Spring and Autumn were told by that martial artist..."

"It is said that the Eight Techniques of the Spring and Autumn Period were created by Guan Yu during the Three Kingdoms period." On the viewing platform, Shao An was also telling Chunni and Zhao Ling about the origin of the Eight Techniques of the Spring and Autumn Period, "General Guan's sword technique is mainly fierce and invincible. The power of the saber technique cannot be revealed in the arena, but if the two armies are fighting, the lethality of this saber technique can be described as shocking and weeping ghosts and gods."

"So powerful," Zhao Ling said, "Then why can't he beat General Yang Shao?"

"That's because Yang Wenguang's marksmanship of the Yang family should not be underestimated!" Shao An took a sip of tea and appeared here, with such a face... Huh!I'll see how you end up!

"Then what about the outcome of this match?" Chunni asked, Song Guo can't lose again, and the pressure on them will be too great if they lose again.And... She glanced at Zhao Ling, who had returned to his usual laughing and joking appearance, snatching the fruits Shao An had picked out.This look, but it makes people feel bad...

"Song Guoying." Shao An glanced at the noodles flying from his mouth, and said calmly.

"Oh? Why do you know that?" Zhao Ling held the noodle fruit in his mouth, neither eating nor putting it down, "I think He Huan is better!"

"Don't you want Song Guo to win..." Shao An was a little speechless, there was nothing to argue about.If I knew I wouldn't make her happy, this girl would go crazy.

"Of course I hope." Chunni said, "I'm just curious, Brother Shao, why are you so sure?"

Shao An glanced at Zhao Ling, who pretended not to be interested at all, so he pretended to be profound and said, "The secret of heaven must not be revealed."

"you!"

"This match looks like a draw." Zhan Zhao sighed, the two on stage were evenly matched, and if they continued to fight, it wouldn't affect the outcome of the battle.Unexpectedly, He Huan is so powerful, General Yang's strength is already very strong.

"It doesn't matter, we still have three more rounds, it doesn't matter if it's a draw." Bai Yutang walked up to him and comforted him by patting him on the shoulder.

There was a loud "boom" in the midair of the ring, and both He Huan and Yang Wenguang were knocked away vigorously and slid to the edge of the ring.Yang Wenguang tried to defuse the retreat with a silver gun, but fell out of the ring due to lack of strength.And over there, He Huan also fell out of the ring at the same time.

Master Deadwood swept left and right, and announced in a loud voice: "The fourth round, and."

"Didn't you say Song Guohui won? Why did you make it up!" Zhao Ling asked Shao An angrily.

"Uh, this... can only be said to be unexpected." Shao An secretly rolled his eyes and lowered his head to drink tea.I cursed in my heart, bastard, are you crazy too?

Chun Ni covered her heart and said, "Fortunately, it's just a draw. We still have Senior Brother and Brother Bai, and we still have a chance!"

The man in red under the stage smiled "haha", picked up the red robe and gold gloves on the ground, and bowed to Yang Wenguang across the ring.Yang Wenguang smiled in surprise, and bowed his hand in return. Although this guy wasn't very good at first, he had a good fight later on. I can't believe he was the flower picker who tortured and killed so many people.

He Huan put on the burqa, and changed back to that lazy look, but his face was a little fairer, which made the ghost aura on his body recede a little.He walked back to the green tent in the west and bid farewell to Li Yuanhao.

"Why did you leave?" Li Yuanhao leaned against the chair with a bowl of milk tea without even looking at him.

"I have already repaid the prince's favor, so it's time to leave." He Huan wrapped Guan Dao with a long white cloth.

"Okay, let's go."

"Thank you, Prince." He Huan didn't salute, and walked out of the green tent with a sword in his hand.Just a joke, He Huan still has a lot of serious cases in the Song Dynasty. If he wins, it's okay. Li Yuanhao can protect him from the Song Dynasty. Now, if he is not allowed to throw him to the government, when will he not leave now? ?

"Brother, why did you let him go?" Li Chengwei and He Huan passed each other and walked into the tent.

Li Yuanhao didn't speak, but just gestured around his neck.Li Chengwei nodded knowingly and went out to prepare.

In this room, Yang Wenguang was sitting in the tent to rest, and Mr. Gongsun who had already rushed over was checking him up. It turned out that he was not injured except that he lost his strength. This is already a very good result.

"Grandmother," Yang Wenguang said to Mrs. Yang who was with him when everyone else went out, "I think it's strange that He Huan didn't try his best to fight me. Later, it was more like guiding me, really Too strange."

Mrs. Yang also saw all the competition just now. She was a little puzzled and had a familiar feeling, but she just couldn't grasp it.She had no choice but to comfort her grandson and said: "I believe you have gained a lot from this competition. Although you didn't win, you did your best. Now you have to rest. Your mother will check your homework at night."

"En." Yang Wenguang quietly began to adjust his inner breath.

On the ring stage, Master Deadwood started to announce again: "Fifth match, Qian Ming of Xia State will face Liu Quan of Song State."

Zhao Hu patted Ying Fifteen on the shoulder: "Come on brother!"