"This is impossible!"
A roar came from the banquet, and the big man who had passed before rushed down furiously, and climbed directly on the broken rock to examine.
Zhou Zhengxue laughed, and said: "Brother, I'm sorry, I'm indeed a little better than your sword skills, please give up your seat, how about Zhou owes you a favor?"
"Fart!" The big man was furious.
It's no wonder that being kicked out of the stage in public, no matter what the rhetoric is, it is embarrassing.
The big man was not an idiot either, pointing at the broken stone surface, he said loudly: "You bastard is opportunistic, this smooth cut is less than two inches deep, and the rest is all from the bluestone's internal explosion. This stone has long been broken Well, you're simply picking things up for nothing."
As soon as these words came out, the surrounding crowd immediately clamored, shouting and cursing the fat man for being shameless.
Only that Zhou Zhengxue smiled and did not refute, on the contrary, he said quite complacently: "Peng Lao said, as long as one move is made, whoever has the best results will be the guest at the table. If it is as you said, it is very Be the same as you in the way of cutting, the smashing, smashing, and piercing don't count, and the trick is not a knife, jumping up instead of standing still, rolling around ... It doesn't even count. At least half of the seats are unqualified!"
With Zhou Zhengxue's bluff, the faces of most people in the seat sank.
If you have to be serious about the technique, it's really like what Zhou Zhengxue said, not everyone is qualified.
Seeing sweat on his forehead, the big man quickly denied, "I never said that."
"But that's what you mean." Zhou Zhengxue scolded with jumping feet.
"You, you, you are arrogant."
"It was you who spat blood first."
"I kill you!"
The big man had already been furious by Zhou Zhengxue's anger, and in his rage, he drew his sword and attacked Zhou Zhengxue first.
No one can take a shot to stop this knife, and no one is willing to take a shot to stop this knife.
When everything is in chaos, the easiest way to solve the problem is actually violence.
Violence can't solve all problems, but most can.
That's right in front of you.
Therefore, everyone in this battle regards the final winner as the final result of this violence.
Whoever is alive is right.
call!
The lingering wind of the knife swept up countless stone chips on the ground, and the power of the knife was really staggering.
At this moment, Zhou Zhengxue on the opposite side seemed to be stunned by the explosion of the knife, and stood still in place, only watching the knife slash from the head, and it was about to be split into two parts by the knife.
Although everyone felt that Zhou Zhengxue was despicable and disgusting, they suddenly felt that it would be worthless if he died like this.
Of course Zhou Zhengxue will not sit still.
What he was waiting for was for his opponent to attack in a rage, and the opponent didn't leave any room for him, so naturally he didn't leave any room for it.
With a wave of his hand, the light of the knife flew up.
Silently, the knife light suddenly appeared.
That knife as thin as a cicada's wing, the treasured knife wrapped around the wrist called "Zuozhirou", when it is struck, life and death are already determined.
This knife is terrible.
No one knew that he could make such a knife, and no one knew how terrible his second knife would be.
No second cut at all.
The light of the saber flashed, and Zhou Zhengxue only slashed once!
The light of the knife flashed and disappeared.
The big man didn't fall down.
He was surprised to see that his body couldn't move, and the steel knife in his hand was less than three inches away from the fat man's forehead.
But this distance is already so far away, no matter how he controls the arm, the arm is not obeying orders no matter what.
No second cut.
The outcome is not yet decided, why is there no second knife
The audience was silent.
Zhou Zhengxue shook his head helplessly, stroking the cicada-winged blade in his hand, and said lightly, "I don't want to use the blade because I can't control my blade, but why are you forcing me? Why are you bothering?"
The big man didn't move or make any sound.
He wanted to curse and shout again, but he still couldn't move and couldn't control his mouth.
But in front of everyone, Zhou Zhengxue actually cried that day.
cry.
"Why are you bothering, why do you force me to use the knife?"
Zhou Zhengxue's crying made everyone present be silent.
No one expected this ending.
Under the eyes of the big man, Zhou Zhengxue took a few steps forward and said softly: "Brother, it's a good journey, I'm the one who's sorry for you in this life!"
The big man was about to scream in fear, but he still couldn't control himself. Watching Zhou Zheng learn in front of him, he gently closed his eyelids with his right hand.
The whole world fell into a cold darkness, without feeling, without touch.
In everyone's eyes, the big man's angry eyelids were closed, and then his body fell back. With a sound of "Peng", the body fell to the ground, and the head rolled over a distance of more than ten feet. Gululu arrived in front of the chairman, at Zhan Donglai's feet.
In the hall as quiet as a tomb, there was a sudden burst of applause.
Everyone watched, "Shuai Tianfan" smiled chillingly.
"Good sword skills, good calculations. You have practiced the [Thunderbolt Sword Technique] in the Shaangan Thunderbolt to the point of being silent, but you are a genius. You are very good, very good, Zhou Zhengxue."
Zhou Zhengxue smiled unnaturally, feeling a tightness in his throat.
Why did this handsome Tianfan feel so familiar to him, yet made him feel so chilled.
In the entire "Knife Raising Hall", only Ye Qingxuan applauded and smiled alone.
No applause.
Everyone feels cold hands and feet, and everyone has cold sweat on the palms.
Now everyone wants to understand that Zhou Zhengxue's knife not only cut off the big man's neck, but also cut everyone's heart severely, because this kid is too good at pretending, and he has the strength to break rocks, but he is doing it every step of the way. , In the end, not only took someone else's position, but also avoided future troubles, let the big man stretch his neck to die, and made a name for himself, and even pretended to have no choice.
Everyone feels cold all over.
Zhou Zhengxue was a villain, a villain who should not be offended.
Ye Qingxuan's applause finally stopped.
Zhan Donglai also stood up and said, "A good sword technique is a good sword technique. No matter what method is used, the sword technique is enough. Mr. Zhou, his position is yours now."
Under the fearful eyes of the crowd, Zhou Zhengxue lowered his head and slowly sat down in the seat with a look of compassion.
This scene is remembered by many people for a lifetime.
At this time, under Zhan Donglai's signal, Peng Tianba clapped his hands, "Take the table."
The drums and music sounded together.
Several servants have quickly cleaned up the big man's body and the messy hall space.
Before the maids served the dishes, there were stonemasons who replaced the damaged ground with spare bluestones, and everything returned to perfection.
As if nothing had happened.
Those who entered had seats, and even those who did not enter had set up simple flowing seats outside.
The wine and dishes are full, and the singing and dancing are coming.
Amidst the loud laughter, a figure appeared more and more from the banquet, and said loudly: "I'll wait for the swordsman licking blood to watch some singing and dancing. I heard that there are so many good players in the Sword King Villa. Why don't you come out and let's make friends with swords. How about a strong voice?"