The fight came out in an instant. Xiao Shanhe and another tall middle-aged man only walked up from behind at this time.
They didn't see the previous scene just now because they were discussing things later. After all, for Xiao Shanhe, the king of letter Zhao Zhen was nothing more than what he prepared, and the chess pieces he sent home to use were of little importance.
But after he and the middle-aged man walked over, just look at the sword inserted in the tree and the performance of everyone present, this shrewd Mingjiao protector instantly understood 80% of them. The people under him lost, and they lost thoroughly.
His gaze fell on Xinwang Zhao Zhen's head, and his brow wrinkled slightly. Although he knew that this businessman was so young, he didn't expect the other party to be so young and so good in martial arts. Is this guy practicing martial arts in his mother's womb
"Zhuang Dashi." Xiao Shanhe immediately buried his voice and said to the middle-aged man beside him: "You go try him." "Me?" The middle-aged man's voice had a strong Shandong accent.
"Well, I suspect that the letter king Zhao Zhen may be from Yang Yao's side." Xiao Shanhe stared at the letter king Zhao Zhen and said.
"Do they still have such outstanding young masters? We have been with them for such a long time, how can we not know? Xiao Shanhe, do you think too much?" Zhuang Dashi said as he explained what was behind him. Long sword.
Zhuang Dashi took a long sword, and then said: "But it's nothing. Since you said that, I'll try it. Anyway, this young man named Zhao Zhen must have some background."
Xiao Shanhe was startled slightly, then looked back at his old friend. "It's nothing, I just smelled a powerful smell." The middle-aged man looked at Xinwang Zhao Zhen with a trace of doubt in his eyes.
The silence in the square continued. The letter king Zhao Zhen looked at the young man Song Yishui with an incredulous expression on his wrist, then looked at the long sword on the tree next to it that was still shaking until now, and sighed.
He was not surprised by the result, but sighed that he used too much power. It didn't take any effort to deal with this young girl.
However, Song Yishui's kung fu swordsmanship can be regarded as outstanding at this age, but naturally it cannot be compared with him, the strongest man in the two generations. Believe King Zhao Zhen thinking about his own strength, he is indeed unprecedented in this period of history. As for whether there will be anyone in the future, Zhao Zhen, the letter king, can't say anything.
Xin Wang Zhao Zhen thought about it, but saw the crowd parted on both sides. The letter king Zhao Zhen was also slightly startled, and then his eyes fell on the two people behind the crowd.
The man walking in the front was the Mingjiao guardian Xiao Shanhe who had just let him compete, while the taller man behind was wearing a simple short white coarse cloth vest, and the knotted muscles on his arms were exposed. He carried a long sword at least five feet long and one palm on his shoulder. The opponent's forehead is broad, but his cheeks sink deeply like a knife, giving people the impression that they are not angry and self-arrogant at first glance.
"The swordsmanship you use is very powerful?" Zhuang Dashi's pupils flashed with a faint brilliance, his eyebrows were thick, but his eyes looked dull and dull, or despised everyone. However, the aura on his body all explained one thing-this ordinary looking man is definitely a terrifying master.
The more sensitive you are, the more you can realize this. The letter king Zhao Zhen stood there, but for ordinary people, his perception was that he could hear the whisper behind him across a wall, and he could easily feel the flow of air.
But the letter king Zhao Zhen could deeply feel the opponent's strength, but at this moment, Zhuang Dashi gave him the feeling that the opponent was a towering mountain, standing still, even letting the wind stagnate.
He clearly saw that the other party was standing there alone, but he felt as if he was facing a mountain. The letter king Zhao Zhen smiled slightly, he could feel the strength of the other party, not to say that the other party could really be stronger than himself. On the contrary, for Xin Wang Zhao Zhen, the opponent's strength is still very large compared to him. Because the letter king Zhao Zhen did not let go of his strength and momentum in order to conceal his identity.
Of course, the strength of the middle-aged man on the opposite side is also very powerful among Mingjiao and Jianghu. After all, for most people, this kind of strength can be regarded as a great swordsman at the level of a great swordsman. His strength is probably not inferior to Deng Kun, the Storm Swordsman.
"Are you a member of the army, or a young man from a certain gang? Generally, no one in the Jianghu school should have your strength." Zhuang Dashi raised his brow slightly, and asked. Xin Wang Zhao Zhen's reaction did not exceed his expectations. So far, the young man who can stand still under his aura can only be done by How Zizao in the entire Mingjiao.
That young man He Zizai can indeed be said to be a genius in martial arts.
Thinking of He Zizai, Zhuang Dashi couldn't help but smile. But this smile just appeared, and it immediately stopped, because Zhuang Dashi was still staring at Xin Wang Zhao Zhen. In the entire Song Dynasty, there were only these three types of people who practiced powerful swordsmanship. Soldiers, thieves, gang figures.
And the letter king Zhao Zhen in front of him is obviously a master, and he looks extraordinary, and I am afraid he is not a gangster.
Zhuang Dashi has a lot of knowledge and knows everything about these situations.
However, Wang Zhaozhen shook his head, "No, I am actually a businessman. It’s just that now I’m out of business alone, and I haven’t brought many followers. You have also seen it. I want to join you temporarily, because this soldier is panicking. The chaos is good for the safety of both of us. I have no other purpose. If I have any ideas, it will only stop there." He thought for a while, but still didn’t directly ask about Zhuang Dashi’s identity, so as not to cause the other party’s Suspicion.
Xiao Shanhe, who was standing next to Zhuang Dashi, heard this answer and said: "We are very happy to accept your proposal. Old Xiao said just now, we don’t have people who hold back, which means we don’t have burdens, Zhao Da You should understand."
The letter king Zhao Zhen glanced at Zhuang Dashi, and realized that he wanted to test his martial arts. He said: "I understand, so please tell me who I am going to play against. I think I have defeated a person. According to the rules of the rivers and lakes, this kind of competition should not exceed three times." As a person who often comes into contact with the rivers and lakes, The letter king Zhao Zhen's familiarity with the rules of the arena is no less than that of any green forest person who walks the rivers and lakes.
Xiao Shanhe and Zhuang Dashi looked at each other.
Then the tall Zhuang Dashi replied faintly: "Then let me try you, Master Zhao Zhen."
Sure enough! The letter king Zhao Zhen couldn't help taking a deep breath. He looked at the thin face of Zhuang Dashi, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly.
"Alright, since this guy has to try my jinliang, then I have to use 30% of the strength to deal with him." Xin Wang Zhao Zhen couldn't help but eager to try.
At this moment, Zhuang Dashi raised his sword and felt every cell in his body burn. When he became a powerful warrior, Fang La, the powerful leader of Mingjiao, had long since passed away. In fact, one of Zhuang Dashi’s great regrets was that before he grew up, he could not compete with the one in his mind. At the beginning, the highest hand of the Mingjiao was once. For Zhuang Dashi, Fang La was once his target, although he was the same later. After learning Mingjiao and not passing on the unique knowledge, but in the end, he missed the opportunity to fight against this powerful expert and fight for him under his banner.
Although Zhuang Dashi was very sorry, it was Fang La's encouragement that gave him a strong desire to win. Knowing that his understanding of combat will not be lower than that of any one person.
At this moment, Zhuang Dashi raised his head, his eyes were as bright as burning. He faintly felt that the person on the opposite side turned out to be a person with the same powerful strength as Fang La, the legendary leader of Mingjiao.
The sword in the hands of Xin Wang Zhao Zhen lifted, Xin Wang Zhao Zhen's swordsmanship at this moment is no longer as simple as a kind of swordsmanship, that natural aura has captured everyone around him in an instant. This kind of aura is shocking, and this kind of aura in him makes people feel that kind of suffocation like Linyuan Cliff.
At this moment, the letter Wang Zhaozhen was enough to shock all the Mingjiao swordsmen and the people watching the excitement, and people from the rivers and lakes.
"Master-level swordsmanship." Zhuang Dashi said with gleaming eyes: "You are qualified to fight me."
The huge sword in Zhuang Dashi's hand has swung over his head and hung down with a gust of wind. There was a distance of about ten meters between him and Wang Xin Zhao Zhen, but in an instant, the heavy sword had reached the head of Wang Xin Zhao Zhen.
The letter king Zhao Zhen didn't have to look up to understand how dangerous this sword was. It was as if thousands of miles of mountains and rivers crumbled above the head, and the thunderbolt rolled down, and the momentum had already taken the lead before the sword arrived.
This sword has at least the strength of the Great Swordsman's advanced level, but it is a little different from the sharp-edged sword of the same Great Swordsman Gale Swordsman Deng Kundi. Zhuang Dashi's sword power is heavy, and when he shoots out the sword, it makes people feel insignificant and inevitable.
The king of faith, Zhao Zhen, had already learned about such a sword. The landslide and tsunami that he personally had on the battlefield were in fact a far cry from the majestic momentum on the battlefield.
As long as the letter king Zhao Zhen used the fourth layer of strength, he could simply kill the opponent in an instant. However, he couldn't, so the letter king Zhao Zhen closed his eyes, raised the sword above his head, and arbitrarily placed it horizontally in front of his forehead.
The giant sword fell, and the two swords intersected and dropped a dazzling spark. The metal seemed to scream like a curl. The stainless steel long sword in the hands of Xin Wang Zhao Zhen immediately bends backwards as much as possible.
The letter king Zhao Zhen smiled slightly. He kept adjusting the strength of his hands, not increasing but decreasing. He wanted to see how strong Zhuang Dashi's sword power was.
But Zhuang Dashi was very surprised. He felt that the thin steel sword on the opposite side was like a huge rock facing the top, and the unparalleled surging force penetrated his arms inch by inch along his sword. He soon found himself unable to move forward.
At this time, Xinwang Zhaozhen knew that the opponent's strength was slightly less than 30%. His thoughts were like electric flashes, like instinctive reactions, he leaned back, and his body slightly slid to the side. At this time, the huge sword in Zhuang Dashi's hand suddenly fell into the air, and a'chao' hit the ground, the ground collapsed, and the fragmented dirt flew like butterflies in an instant.
The young man on the opposite side did not try his best, and Zhuang Dashi suddenly realized this. This Mingjiao great swordsman revealed his hole cards as soon as he played his sword. The opponent is also at a level above the Great Sword Master, otherwise it would be impossible to comprehend such a broad sword intent.
Zhuang Dashi thought so surprised as he panted. The other party was countless times more powerful than He Zizai that they were proud of. This is incredible, so this young man may become a master in a few years and can start a sect.
The competition venue has completely calmed down. Although everything that happened just now seemed like a glimpse of light, almost no one could see exactly what happened in a round of fighting.
But when they saw that the two were divided, Xin Wang Zhao Zhen didn't seem to suffer a big loss, but Zhuang Dashi didn't seem to be very profitable. The people of Mingjiao knew about Zhuang Dashi's martial arts, and they couldn't help but accept the exclamation, and they didn't know what to say for a while.
Zhuang Dashi's full-strength sword was actually avoided by the opponent lightly. This is how the same thing? Those swordsmen who asked themselves to have a certain level of strength couldn't help but think about what they could do under that level of attack. It seems that he can only close his eyes and wait to die.
"The blow just now, it seems that the deputy guard used all his strength." A Mingjiao congregation whispered. "Yes... good luck?" a Mingjiao swordsman said.
"How can such a clever swordsmanship be mastered by this young man?"
Whispers spread among the crowd, and the onlookers present looked different and looked at each other. But the two of them in the battle turned a deaf ear, Zhuang Dashi raised his head with a'huh', and was not in a hurry to pull the giant sword from the ground, but looked up and down at Xin Wang Zhao Zhen in surprise.
At first he thought that Wang Zhaozhen was just a young man with a little talent, but he was used to seeing such a comfortable talent in the teaching, and he didn't think so much to other people. But at this moment, Zhuang Dashi discovered that the believer Zhao Zhen in front of him seemed to be a real genius, and he might not be the opponent of the other party.
The previous slip was obviously a profound skill. Seeing Zhuang Dashi stopping the offensive, Xin Wang Zhao Zhen smiled slightly. However, Zhuang Dashi took a breath, and shook his arm. He didn't feel a lot of soreness and tingling. This shows that the opponent's strength is maintained at the same level as him, so he has no chance to turn defeat into victory.
In the face of a powerful enemy, Zhuang Dashi's heart was eager to try. If the young man named Zhao Zhen on the opposite side maintains absolute strength at the same level as him, trying to defeat him only by his understanding of swordsmanship and sword intent, that would be really true. Seek a dead end.
Who is he? He is a master of the Mingjiao who has learned the secret technique. That kind of majestic strength combined with a mighty aura often drew people's minds before he even released his sword. Zhuang Dashi believes that it is not impossible for him to win.
It is a pity that this set has no effect on Xin Wang Zhao Zhen, Xin Wang Zhao Zhen even knew that he would not enter the opponent's rhythm, so before Zhuang Dashi could draw the sword, he had already used two and a half of the power and speed to attack. .
A fierce lightning stab, like a spear, but this stab shocked everyone. The distance between Xin Wang Zhao Zhen and Zhuang Dashi was about five meters, but he immediately pierced Zhuang Dashi's side. They couldn't imagine how a sword could cross a distance of five meters in an instant.
The letter king Zhao Zhen saw a flash of surprise in Zhuang Dashi's eyes, and couldn't help but smile inwardly. It seems that although this Mingjiao master is very good at swordsmanship, after all, this Zhuang Dashi is at most forty years old. It is in the ascending period. It is normal that his swordsmanship has not yet reached the master level.
But in this case, you would not understand the terrible use of spears and swordsmanship.
In any case, his sword is already as fast as a meteor. So that the surrounding Mingjiao people all forgot to boo. At this time, before Zhuang Dashi had time to withdraw his weapon, he was slightly startled before he noticed Wang Xin Wang Zhao Zhen's attempt to forcefully attack, and he couldn't help but smile. In his opinion, a powerful swordsman does not rely on these cleverness to confront the enemy.
However, since the letter Wang Zhao Zhen insisted on this, he subconsciously prepared to teach this letter Wang Zhao Zhen a lesson.
Unfortunately, Zhuang Dashi immediately discovered that it was not the same thing at all. The sword of the letter king Zhao Zhen seemed to have come alive. It was a simple stab, and he should take a step further and hit the opponent with the handle. Then he turned around and followed a sword again. Xin Wang Zhao Zhen seemed to be so, but Zhuang Dashi watched him change directions three times at the last moment, and a sword pierced his chest directly.
Zhuang Dashi was slightly startled, and had to withdraw his sword-drawing hand, and stepped aside. But Xinwang Zhao Zhen seemed to know what he was going to do, and the sword was already waiting in front of him. The great swordsman of Mingjiao was taken aback and could only retreat. But as soon as he retreated, it was endless, because Xinwang Zhao Zhen came up again with the third sword, and another stab.
After the stab and then stab, Zhuang Dashi couldn't help it anymore. He was very familiar with the military spear technique of Song Dynasty--but he had never seen such a military spear technique with a long sword before. It has to be vivid.
Zhuang Dashi swears that in this great Song country, there is no such thing as a spear-stick infantry cavalry code that describes the skill of using this spear technique as a sword. But at this moment, the letter king Zhao Zhen told him the fact that it is feasible to use spears with swords.
Of course, this is the skill and routine summed up by countless fighters, and its skills have already far exceeded Da Song's basic offensive line and routine. In the next 900 years, various martial arts experts began to summarize the essence of weapons and tactics. They eventually developed countless more powerful weapons and tactics, and Xinwang Zhaozhen was fortunate to learn these powerful martial arts.
As the most powerful warrior in the world, Zhao Zhen, the king of letter, possesses almost invincible skills and experience. Therefore, when Zhuang Dashi enters the rhythm of the attack of the king of letter Zhao Zhen, he immediately feels infinite pressure.
The young man in front of him seemed to know his every move, but he himself was at a loss. It felt like a novice swordsman facing a top master.