The two of them took up their stances and faced each other attentively.
There was no one around, and naturally there was no noise. The two of them focused on each other and made judgments secretly.
Suddenly, Tang Zhao took action and moved the mountain with his palm - moving the mountain!
Although his palm technique has been modified by Ping Jiangqiu, it is still not very exciting in terms of moves. Fortunately, it is simple and has no loopholes, no shortcomings, and he is not afraid of being the first to take action.
Jiao Feng also followed suit, turning his palms inward and outward, and launched a series of attacks.
Silk winding hand!
This is not the poisonous sand palm of the bad street, but the secret Kung Fu of the real Black Spider Villa. It is difficult to distinguish the direction when moving, and it has captured the eerie and weird essence of the Black Spider.
Jiao Feng is also very skilled in silk-winding skills, and his movements are extremely fast. He uses a lot of rapid attacks to neutralize the femininity of the original moves. This is an improvement he made based on the actual situation. Although it is a small change, it can be seen He is a martial arts wizard.
Tang Zhao's fighting moves are naturally difficult to follow, but his mountain-moving palm is not based on fancy movements, but on the use of force, the change of in and out, which can also be called "weird".
After adding the internal force, because the internal force can swim, in addition to swallowing and swallowing, the Mountain Moving Palm also adds the words "far and near". The strength of the upper palms is stacked, and the various changes are better than the changes in the moves of Jiao Feng's silk-winding hand.
The two of them were still fighting on the same spot at first, but eventually it was Jiao Feng who started to move first, his feet crisscrossing each other, back and forth, left and right, constantly changing, walking in various directions, swimming with Tang Zhao.
Tang Zhao did not wander around, he only changed directions on the spot with simple footwork to meet the enemy. This was somewhat passive, but it used his strengths to avoid weaknesses. When it comes to the steps under his feet, he has the word "steady". When it comes to flexibility, he is not good at wandering and fighting, so he stays in the same place to cope with all changes.
This kind of fighting between the two is exactly the opposite of their image.
Although Jiao Feng is on the thin side, his body is taller due to his age, and he is serious and tough. His fighting techniques are like water surges, tortuous and flexible. Tang Zhao is thin, handsome and smart in appearance, but his fighting skills are like ballast. stone.
Fighting and fighting, the two of them competed more than once. Tang Zhao used his internal strength as his bones, and the "one plus one is greater than two" power that entwined his strength was almost the same as Jiao Feng's head-on fight. Both of them knew that it would be a protracted battle. Fortunately, both sides have now confirmed that there is indeed no hostility, and they have no intention of confronting each other with force for a long time. They will control their strength separately and focus on fighting.
Jiao Feng continued to use various tricks, but still couldn't take advantage, saying: "It's great. Tang Zhao, do you still have a trump card?"
Tang Zhao answered truthfully: "No, my family background is very thin."
Jiao Feng twitched his lips and said, "You're so honest. I'm going to change my tactics."
He paused for a moment, then suddenly his arms straightened out, his palms turned into fists, and he struck like a storm.
His face was originally expressionless, but after using this crazy tiger-like boxing technique, his whole demeanor changed, and his expression became a bit ferocious, as if he wanted to hammer a hole into the ground.
Tang Zhao's pressure increased sharply. He was not bluffing. He did have a weak foundation and little experience in fighting with others. Even though his fighting talent was not bad, it was difficult to prescribe the right medicine. He could not even see the opponent's boxing skills clearly.
Fortunately, he is really good at moving the mountain palm. Although he can't break through any tricks, the palm technique can naturally weave a net, with internal and external strength, to firmly protect him and make him invincible.
Just like this, he was surrounded by Jiao Feng's boxing. He only defended without attacking, and had no chance of victory. The only thing you can rely on is to wait for the opponent's strength to be weak and the attack will naturally slow down, and then you can look for opportunities to counterattack.
But the opponent's offense requires strength, and Tang Zhao's comprehensive defense also requires effort. It's unclear who will fail first.
Gradually, Jiao Feng used his boxing skills to shrink Tang Zhao's protective circle, and his own danger was even smaller. The so-called offense is the best defense. If you attack in large numbers, you can open up the gaps in your own defense. Moreover, he had figured out Tang Zhao's moves and carefully protected all the points within reach of the opponent's moves.
Tang Zhao was now so familiar with his palm skills that he almost didn't use his brain. Jiao Feng was equivalent to helping him hone his moves. If he had to practice it by himself, it would probably take ten times the time.
While he was passively defending, he was looking for opportunities to attack. He just moved one move after another, leaving no gaps.
Suddenly, something moved in his mind, and he used up all his strength with the "Building a Mountain of Earth" move. With a sudden suction, he pulled Jiao Feng's body to the side, and quickly thrust forward with his other hand.
This move was something he had never used before. It was light and fast, with almost no force, like a light smoke passing through the shadows of heavy fists——
For a moment, stop.
Further forward is Jiao Feng's throat.
His move was extremely fast but not powerful, and it was with his fingertips forward and his five fingers together. If it touched other places, not only would it not be able to break the defense, but he might have poked his finger first, but the throat is an extremely fragile part, even if it is so gently A poke could still be fatal.
Jiao Feng froze suddenly, and his fist that was halfway punched stopped in the air.
The two were in a stalemate for a moment, and Jiao Feng said: "I lost."
Tang Zhao smiled and retracted his fingers naturally. Jiao Feng also retracted his fist naturally, pinched his uninjured throat and said, "New move? Invented by yourself?"
Tang Zhao smiled and said: "Swordsmanship."
Jiao Feng suddenly understood, smiled in relief, and said: "No wonder...be careful!" and pushed Tang Zhao.
Tang Zhao only felt a chill in his ears, and a black light flew past his ears. Before he could think about it, he rolled on the spot, rolled in front of the magic weapon, reached out and pulled out the magic weapon inserted on the ground.
A surge of power surged through him, and he was refreshed and instantly changed his state.
Looking back, there was no one on the wall. Then he looked at Jiao Feng, his expression unchanged, and said, "Wan Biao."
Tang Zhao was furious, took a few steps to the wall, stepped on it, jumped up to the top of the wall, and climbed over to the outer courtyard.
Wan Biao missed his sneak attack outside, and was already prepared. His face was stained with blood, and he grabbed a big knife and shouted: "Come on, I was attacked by you just now, I will call you this time..."
Before he finished speaking, Tang Zhao rushed over with the magic weapon and drew it with a stick without any explanation.
The stick hit the blade of the knife, and Wan Biao's tiger's mouth broke open, and the knife was thrown horizontally and flew out of sight. Then he was kicked in the center and flew backwards several feet, almost vomiting out his heart and liver.
He was stunned. It was not that he had not been beaten by Tang Zhao just now, but he always felt that he was only a few steps behind. It was not that he had no room for resistance. While Tang Zhao was leaving, he gathered a few of his friends who were bold, bad-tempered, and particularly angry with Tang Zhao, and planned to beat him up together. Although Gao Mo and Zhang Xu refused to come, he thought that the number of people was enough, so he launched a sneak attack first and then a provocation.
Unexpectedly, Tang Zhao rushed over and kicked him out like a sack with a stick and a knife. Not only him, but also several of his friends who had not had time to take action were stunned, their ears were buzzing, and they all thought:
Is that human being?
Tang Zhaowu remembered the horror of the moment of life and death. The culprit was right in front of him. Before he could think about it carefully, the magic weapon struck him on the head——
A sword stretched out from the side and rested in front of him.
The two swords intersected, and Tang Zhaomu's sword could not move forward even an inch, but the strength on the sword was also released by a soft force, and it did not suffer much backlash.
Tang Zhao looked up and saw a familiar heroic face looking directly at him.
I heard the other party say slowly: "Calm down."
Tang Zhao took a long breath, slowly drew back his strength, and saluted, "Master Xing."
This man was naturally extremely tortured. He put his sword back into its scabbard and said with a smile: "Tang Zhao, long time no see. You have changed a lot. When I saw your majesty just now, I almost thought you had grown taller. "
Tang Zhao was in a trance, and his memory came back instantly. He remembered many things from the past, and he calmed down and said, "Yes, long time no see. Thank you, sir, for stopping me in time."
Xing Ji was slightly surprised and said, "Huh? I thought you thought I was stopping you from venting your anger."
Tang Zhao's mood gradually calmed down and he said: "How could it be? Your Excellency is thinking about the overall situation."
His temper had just risen, and he had no other thoughts in his mind. He just wanted to pierce him with a sword, and felt that all those in front of him were enemies. But the emotion quickly faded, and his rationality returned. He then understood the meaning of Xing Ji—— You can't kill yourself.
It's not that Wan Biao shouldn't be killed. Those who kill will always be killed. Even if it doesn't follow the rules of the Grape Court and the gentleman's agreement compiled by Tang Zhao himself, Tang Zhao should be considered self-defense wherever he goes.
It's just not worth it, especially now, before the battle, it's not worth denying one's efforts for more than half a month for such a person.
Unless he wanted to take advantage of the situation and accidentally kill him to get rid of the imminent mission. But if Tang Zhao wanted to do this, he would have had countless opportunities. Since he took the initiative to persist, how could he give up halfway?
There was no killing intent, and there was no anger at Wan Biao lying on the ground, only hatred and disgust.
Killing intent...
This was something that only developed after he learned martial arts. After experiencing ups and downs for more than half a month, he finally gained a lot of things that he didn't have before.
At this time, Zhang Xu and Gao Mo, who were peeping from the side, saw Tang Zhao withdraw his sword, nodded and bowed over, and dragged Wan Biao away, not daring to disturb Tang Zhao and Xing Ji. Tang Zhao didn't bother to look at them. Whether they took the initiative to please him, wanted to solve Tang Zhao's troubles, or actually wanted to be complicit and wanted to save this person's life, it had nothing to do with Tang Zhao.
His previous actions were just for purity, and he did not really intend to become the local bully of the grape garden.
Now that Xing Ji has appeared, perhaps Tang Zhao's experience in Grape Court will come to an end.
Xing Ji nodded and said: "As before, he is smart and transparent, and can listen to people's words. But his temper is getting longer, which is not good. Of course you can be angry when you are attacked by a surprise attack, but you can't lose your calm, otherwise you will die easily."
Tang Zhao nodded in agreement and said, "Sir, I feel like my temper is getting worse. Do you think I have something wrong with my practice?"
Xing Ji looked at him carefully and said: "Obsessed? It doesn't look like it. I can check it for you later. Do you still remember that when you first picked up the sword, you tried to strike me with a sword? I told you then. , armed with a sharp weapon, a murderous intention arises from the beginning. Learning martial arts and mastering a sharp sword are the same thing. But it is not all bad. Anger and passion are part of martial arts. Have you not read a book for a long time? "
Tang Zhao shook his head and Xing Ji said: "You can find a few books to read, not to learn any principles, just to calm your mind. Or you can meditate to practice your internal strength. These methods are all developed by yourself slowly, don't be in a hurry. Let’s go check on the kid you just sparred with first, he’s injured.”
