Wang Baobao in the audience obviously had the same idea, and said loudly: "Xu Liewu, now that you are a useless person, why are you trying to be brave, surrender and admit defeat."
In recent years, Xu Liegu had been invincible during his western expedition, and his prestige in the army was at its peak. If he took the initiative to surrender without a fight this time, the blow to his reputation would be devastating.
"Are you so sure that I will lose?" Xu Liewu sneered.
Wang Baobao snorted: "This Bai... Young Master, you may not be able to beat him even when you are at the peak of martial arts. Now that you can't even stand up, what do you use to fight him?"
Xu Liewu said indifferently: "Standing has a standing style, and sitting has a sitting style. Don't worry about it."
Shan Yuru in the arena couldn't help but chuckled: "My lord's calm demeanor is admirable. If it were any other time, maybe I would voluntarily sit and fight with you, but today is related to the important matter of marrying the princess. I won't show mercy."
"You can do whatever you want." Xu Liewu said lightly.
Song Qingshu couldn't help being a little strange seeing him so calm in the audience. Is Xu Liewu pretending to be calm or does he really have something behind him
"If that's the case, then offend me." Shan Yuru was also a little afraid of his reaction, the first move was a false move, who knew that the opponent didn't move at all, so that she jumped around like a monkey by herself.
Shan Yuru was annoyed in her heart, thinking that she was too cautious, even if Xu Liewu was not injured, martial arts and I were no more than brothers, and in a life-and-death fight, relying on the magic skills of the Yingui sect, he was probably the one who won, and now the opponent Sitting in a wheelchair with both legs broken, what threat is there to me
After thinking about all this, she let out a coquettish shout, and drove straight in the middle. Not only did she want to win this time, but she also wanted to win beautifully, making Xu Liewu feel ashamed. They have always been at odds, if Xu Liewu can lose face in front of the heroes of the world, Brother Alibu will definitely be extremely happy, and the status of Tianming Cult will also rise.
Suddenly she saw Xu Liewu take out a black pipe from his bosom, and she was stunned: "Is it a hidden weapon?" As the leader of the Destiny Sect, most of the hidden weapons in the arena are ignored by her , but for some reason, the black tube in front of her made her feel a strong sense of crisis.
She twisted her waist and hurriedly dodged to the side. At this time, the pipe in Xu Liewu's hand flashed, and everyone in the field heard a loud noise, and then Shan Yuru screamed and fell heavily on the ground. Half of the skirt has been stained red with blood.
"What kind of hidden weapon is this?" Everyone in the field was horrified, it has such power, Tang Sect's Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle is no different, right
"Fire guns!" Song Qingshu's pupils shrank. If the others didn't know him, how could he not know him? In fact, there were muskets in the Qing Dynasty. Wei Xiaobao had one in his hand back then. However, the muskets of this era were slow to reload, had a short range, and low accuracy. Plaything of the rich.
When Xu Liewu conquered the countries of the Western Regions, it was normal to have a musket in his hand. It was not very useful in normal times, but when he suddenly used it to deal with unsuspecting masters at close range, the effect was really good. No wonder he was so confident after a broken leg.
Of course, as long as the top masters of this era are prepared in advance, it is not difficult to avoid muskets. After all, muskets of this era can't fire consecutively.
Wang Baobao stood up angrily: "Xu Liewu, you actually used a hidden weapon?"
Xu Liewu blew the gunpowder smoke from the gun barrel, and said with a sneer, "Did you ever say that you can't use hidden weapons in this fight? A few days ago, the master of hidden weapons in Qiqingmen was praised by everyone." Gao Qiang, who has a lot of masters under his command, doesn't look down on musketeers, but he was terrified of being killed by that mysterious man that night, so he had no choice but to find the spoils he got from the west to defend himself.
Wang Baobao's face turned blue and red, knowing that this matter was unreasonable, so he snorted and sat down angrily.
Shan Yu stood up like Zhan Zhanwei, a large part of her right side was already stained red with blood, and her face was extremely pale at this time: "I will definitely remember the gift of the prince today." After finishing speaking, the referee on the ring announced Victory or defeat disappeared into the distance with a vertical leap.
Song Qingshu could see clearly that it was fortunate that Shan Yuru dodged at the critical moment just now, otherwise she would have died on the spot by now, but with such a serious injury, the situation may not be optimistic.
Xu Liewu on the stage looked at Shan Yuru's disappearing back, his expression was also very stern, and he winked at the subordinates under the stage, who nodded and quietly left the school grounds.
Xue Pan couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "If I had known I would have brought a musket, maybe I could have killed that Japanese devil with one shot yesterday."
Xue Baochai on the side dispelled his thoughts: "The musket is cumbersome to load and has a short range. It is almost useless against a master. The reason why Xu Liewu was able to hit that person is that the opponent did not expect this change in advance. It's Xu Liewu himself who is a master. Although his feet are injured, his hands are still fast enough. Even so, that Bai Yuhuan abruptly avoided the vital points. If it were you, he would definitely not be able to get hurt she."
Only then did Xue Pan angrily dismiss the idea.
Lu Shisheng, who was next to him, took advantage of the situation and said: "I had a faint sense of crisis yesterday, and I had a premonition that if I really fought with him, it would be more dangerous than good, but today I see that it is indeed the case."
The people next to him echoed and praised him for his unique vision. Seeing that he had successfully cleared his name, Xue Pan became even more upset.
The second match was Galdan's match against Japanese swordsman Miyamoto Musashi. Galdan's martial arts in this world are still much stronger than in "The Deer and Ding Tale", but he is not considered a top master. There is no suspense in a battle with Miyamoto Musashi. Lost quickly.
Galdan didn't care, he was good at strategizing and winning thousands of miles away, charging into battle was not what he was good at, and the goal of coming to Xixia this time has been achieved, losing to a master from Japan is not a big deal.
Compared with the disappointment of other people in the school field because they saw the masters from the Central Plains losing to Dongying, Sasaki Kojiro's disappointment was purely martial arts. He did not expect that Galdan's martial arts were not enough to attract Miyamoto Musashi. He drew his second knife.
Others don't understand it, but Sasaki, who is also a famous swordsman in Japan and regards each other as a lifelong enemy, knows very well that Miyamoto Musashi's box-pressing skills are second-class, that is, double swords, two swords, one yin and one yang, combined It seems that the power is doubled. He has never seen the opponent use the real "Tiantian First Class", just like Miyamoto Musashi has never seen his "Swallow Return".
When Sasaki felt regretful, the referee had already announced the third match, between Prince Zongzan of Tubo and Prince Duan Yu of Dali.
Zong Zan swaggered onto the ring, but Duan Yu, the eldest son of Dali, never showed up, Zhu Danchen had no choice but to come out from Dali and said, "Our eldest son was captured by traitors, so I'm afraid we won't be able to come today."
Zong Zan was upset for a while: "Your eldest son is gone, why are you staring at me? Maybe he is sleeping somewhere."
Zhu Danchen said coldly: "May I ask where Jiumozhi, the national teacher of your country, is now?"
Zong Zan replied: "The national teacher is practicing in retreat, so I won't come today."
Princess Jincheng on the side said softly at this time: "Guard Zhu, please rest assured, your son will return safely." After all, she is the princess of Tubo now, so this is all I can say.
Zhu Danchen thought of what Mu Wanqing said before, and now he can only trust the other party.
Zong Zan wins without a fight, and the referee announces the third match, Jia Baoyu of the Southern Song Dynasty against the young prince of the Kingdom of Jin.