In the stands, Zhang Tianhua was speechless after being squeezed by Chen Zhenghong. He was secretly angry. Did he dare to look at the distribution map of the military region's troops?
Even if you put a knife to his neck and force him to look, he would rather stab himself blind than take a look. If something goes wrong, he will be accused of being a spy and traitor. By then, Mo If the Zhang family is an ancient martial arts family, it will be completely destroyed.
At this time, Zhang Tianhua realized that the positions between him and Chen Zhenghong had been reversed at some point. He became the person who was legitimately angered, and he was the one who dared to be angry but dared not speak out.
"Handong, you go." In anger, Zhang Tianhua shouted behind him without looking back, while at the same time shaking his hand invisibly.
"Yes, Mr. Zhang!"
But behind him, a young man wearing a white gown and carrying a wooden sword slowly walked into the playground. Opposite him, Jiang Wu had already withdrawn from the battlefield and came towards him. The two looked at each other without saying a word and just nodded to each other. .
"Brother Wu, are you okay?"
Seeing Jiang Wu approaching, the young man from the Jiang family hurriedly stepped forward to help him, but was stopped by Jiang Wu's eyes. The other two young men also cast concerned glances.
"It's okay, just adjust your breathing for a while." After nodding at the three people and Zhang Tianhua, Jiang Wu said, "Let's just watch the battle first."
"Jiangnan Chen Family, Chen Handong, is in the middle stage of internal energy. I am willing to teach you all the tricks."
Walking into the battlefield, Chen Handong clenched his sword and cupped his fists, and said to the soldiers and sisters on the opposite side.
Chen Handong, 23 years old, is somewhat handsome in his life. He is a standard handsome man. His long black hair that reaches his back is simply tied up with a light blue ribbon. With his clothes, he really looks like he is walking with a sword. Tianya's knight-errant flavor, especially his voice, is neither thick nor thin, just the right feeling, very magnetic, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.
Even as opponents, some of the soldiers and sisters in the playground were shaken after hearing this, and it took a while before they came back to their senses.
I have been in the military area all day long, listening to a group of old men shouting nonsense. When I first heard such a gentle and magnetic voice, and the man was so handsome, I was almost fascinated... This scene The corner of Old Chen's mouth twitched as he looked at it, wishing that everyone would get a slap in the face.
The Chen family in Jiangnan is a famous family of swordsmen. Although the Chen family's swordsmanship passed down from their ancestors cannot be compared with many famous sword masters in ancient times, it is still outstanding nowadays. Their swordsmanship is elegant, agile and elusive, and is known as the "ghost sword". .
"I'll do it!" I saw Wu Xiaojuan standing out from the crowd with a soft word, walking to the battlefield, holding her sword and cupping her fists and saying: "Sergeant of Kunlun Military Region, Wu Xiaojuan, I am in the early stage of inner strength, please give me some advice."
To be honest, Wu Xiaojuan is not the kind of very beautiful girl. At least at first glance, she doesn’t make people want to look at her for a while. But if you take a closer look, you will find that she is a very attractive girl because of her facial features. They are all perfect, but combined on one face, they don't look so beautiful.
It is this imperfection in perfection that makes many people miss her.
Seeing that a female soldier was fighting, Chen Handong did not look down upon him, nor did he show any frivolity. He smiled gently and said, "I have been practicing swordsmanship since I was a child. Although I dare not say how advanced and wonderful my swordsmanship is, the swordsman among my peers is the best." , but there are few opponents, I wonder how long this lesbian has been practicing swordsmanship?"
"It didn't take long, I really want to say it was only a month..." Her wrist shook slightly and her wooden sword pointed at the ground. Wu Xiaojuan said with a smile: "Compared to you, the ancient martial arts family with long inheritance, we can't even stagger around." Children don’t even count, so please show your respect.”
"This is natural. Since it is a competition and exchange, we only compete with swordsmen until the point is reached!"
The smile on his face disappeared, Chen Handong said no more, his three-foot wooden sword pointed diagonally at the ground, and his watery eyes slowly closed, and a wordless aura gradually rose from around him.
On the opposite side, Wu Xiaojuan was doing the same thing. She closed her eyes slightly, pointed her wooden sword diagonally at the ground, and a vague energy slowly rose up.
Chen Handong was gathering momentum, and so was Wu Xiaojuan, and because of the silence of the two, the needle drop could be heard in the huge military area playground, and the silence was a bit scary. People watching the battle on both sides held their breath, waiting for what would happen next. A moment of duel.
At this moment, behind Zhang Tianhua, a young man quietly retreated and disappeared around the corner of the house...
In the battlefield, the sword power of the two people had reached its peak. Almost at the same time, two invisible sword powers squeezed towards each other. Suddenly, bursts of buzzing sounds broke out in the air between the two people, fierce and fierce. Anxious.
However, within a moment, Chen Handong's momentum gained the upper hand and began to squeeze towards Wu Xiaojuan.
Wu Xiaojuan suddenly felt a huge pressure coming on her. She tried her best to control her sword power to resist, and fine beads of sweat were already oozing out on her smooth forehead.
Outside the battlefield, the soldiers and sisters were nervous for a while. It could be seen that Wu Xiaojuan had lost the sword. If she didn't draw her sword at this time, and if it was difficult to execute the sword moves, she would be defeated by herself.
Everyone watching the battle could feel this, and Wu Xiaojuan on the battlefield naturally felt it more vividly. She opened her eyes and screamed, and instantly pulled out three sword flowers from the wooden sword in her hand, stabbing Chen Handong's shoulders and lower abdomen.
But then, Chen Handong's mouth curved slightly, and he raised the wooden sword in his hand at will, easily breaking Wu Xiaojuan's sword move. Without waiting for Wu Xiaojuan to react, the wooden sword was like a ray of light shooting out of the crack, piercing Wu Xiaojuan's chest.
"Ding!"
At the critical moment, Wu Xiaojuan quickly held the sword across her chest. The wooden sword barely withstood the blow. However, before Wu Xiaojuan could let go of the fear in her heart, she saw Chen Handong stabbing him three times in a row, like three rays of cold light. , one sword was faster than the other, and it pierced the same point on the body of Wu Xiaojuan's wooden sword.
At the same time, each sword contained powerful power. After three sword strikes, Wu Xiaojuan was directly knocked back dozens of meters. Two drag marks were made on the grass, and a piece of sawdust was ripped off the wooden sword.
However, when Wu Xiaojuan had just stabilized her figure, a white figure passed by her like a ghost...so fast, so fast that even Wu Xiaojuan's eyes had no time to follow her. In her peripheral vision, she saw the wood in her hand upside down. The sword instantly sliced through her neck as if it was about to cut off.
"Bah..."
The next moment, the sound of wooden swords rubbing against each other rang in Wu Xiaojuan's ears, making her teeth feel sore and extremely uncomfortable.
"Oh?! You're pretty good at being able to block this blow."
There was no sarcasm, Chen Handong truly admired it, whether consciously or subconsciously, at that moment, the blade of Wu Xiaojuan's wooden sword was pressed against its neck, resisting the blow.
Wu Xiaojuan, who narrowly escaped death, took several steps back for more than ten meters before standing still. She couldn't help but tremble in her heart. If it weren't for the threat of death, which made her subconsciously raise her sword to block, even if it was a wooden sword, she would still be able to stand. I didn't think I could survive that attack.
It was only then that Wu Xiaojuan truly realized the gap between the two. Chen Handong was faster and his sword was faster. She had never thought that there would be such a fast sword.
There are not many fancy sword moves, just a simple 'stab'. However, at extremely fast speed, this simple 'stab' will become the most deadly sword move.
"It is indeed Chen's swordsmanship that is known as the Ghost Sword!"
Outside the field, on the viewing platform, Old Chen was no longer as carefree as before, and became truly serious. He knew that the Jiangnan Chen family's swordsmanship was famous for its speed, but he did not expect it to be so fast. Wu Xiaojuan could hardly react...
The soldiers and sisters watching the battle were also inexplicably shocked. They originally thought they would see such a gorgeous sword showdown, but they didn't expect that they simply used "stab" and "quick" to perform a thrilling and fatal sword move in an instant!
"I surrender!" Wu Xiaojuan calmed down, knowing that there was no need to continue this battle. Even if she used her internal strength, there was absolutely no chance of winning. She sheathed her sword and clasped her fists, and said sincerely, "Thank you for your advice!"
It was not a courtesy, Wu Xiaojuan really understood something. Compared with the past few months, when she practiced sword practice every day, she gained more from this short three-move battle.
Sword moves are possible, but they cannot be limited to sword moves! This is Wu Xiaojuan's deepest realization. Whether she can get more and deeper insights depends on her destiny.
Looking at the figure who turned away, his military shirt soaked with sweat, Chen Handong was a little stunned for a moment. After a long while, he shook his head and smiled bitterly, and asked: "Don't you have any tricks like Comrade Zhao? If so, I Maybe I can’t win against you.”
Wu Xiaojuan's back paused for a moment, and she said with a relaxed voice: "Yes, yes, but I haven't practiced yet. I will let you see it when I have the opportunity. When the time comes, please give me some advice from Mr. Chen."
After saying that, Wu Xiaojuan stopped staying and walked straight to the sisters on the sidelines. It was only then that she realized that she had lost all her strength, her vision was blurry, and she was about to fall down...
"Sister Xiaojuan..."
"Xiaojuan..."
"..."
Several female soldiers quickly stepped forward to support Wu Xiaojuan, preventing her from falling.
"I didn't embarrass our military region..."
After saying this, Wu Xiaojuan fainted. Several female soldiers suddenly felt their noses sore and tears welled up in their eyes, but they did not let them flow out.
After several people nodded to Old Chen, two soldiers came over with a stretcher and carried Wu Xiaojuan towards the girls' dormitory.
In the stands, Old Man Chen looked at the unconscious figure among the retreating people, and felt something in his heart: "This girl usually knows how to tease me and give me nicknames, but I didn't expect that she is so stubborn and it's hard for her to do anything for her. .”
On the other side, Chen Handong had also returned to Zhang Tianhua and others. He shrugged helplessly at Zhang Tianhua and retreated to Jiang Wu without saying a word.
Zhang Tianhua took a deep breath. Although he won both battles, this did not make him happy. He knew that these warriors in the army were not defeated by them, but by time.
