Deng Yuanjue and Yao Pingzhong fought against each other. After only one move, they both felt admiration.
Deng Yuanjue said: "Be careful, I only used 80% of my strength with this stick."
Yao Pingzhong became more and more surprised, but said with a smile: "Don't be careless, my double-knife killing method uses the word 'go' most important!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the boy exhaled and shouted "Hey", forcibly raised the Zen staff three feet, withdrew the knife and ran away. With only one step, he slid to the left side of Deng Yuanjue and slashed his ribs with the knife. Without waiting for Deng Yuanjue, Come to block, twist around to the back, chop the back of the head upward, and stab the leg bent downward.
Deng Yuanjue was shocked and hurriedly made a move with Su Qin's sword on his back. The Zen staff danced behind his back, knocking off the attacks from up and down at the same time. However, he did not look back. He rushed forward three steps and then turned around, holding the staff with one hand. At the end, he shouted "sweeping thousands of armies".
Yao Pingzhong made an iron plank bridge and placed the Zen staff close to his body. Without waiting to stand up, he walked forward with his feet, using his knees as an axis, and swung his body like a big snake. The two swords gleamed with cold light and went straight to Deng Yuanjue's chest.
This move was fast and fierce. Deng Yuanjue shouted loudly and dragged the Zen staff fiercely. The Zen staff jumped back like a living dragon, banged twice, and knocked the two knives away.
After these few battles, the rabbit rose and the falcon fell. Both the Western Army and the Southern Army looked straight at it. Shi Baogui shouted: "They all say that there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the army. Now that I believe this, why are masters appearing one after another?" "
Lao Cao was also secretly shocked: I left Han Shizhong in my own way, and the strength of the Western Army was inevitably greatly damaged. Unexpectedly, there was Wang De in front of him and Yao Pingzhong in the back. They were both unstoppable and brave. In addition, Wang Zhen and Yang Weizhong were also rare brave generals. Look at the generals on both sides of Tong Guan. Who knows how many ruthless people there are?
That is to say, the system of the Song Dynasty was corrupt. These generals were either ignored or relegated to subordinates. The ones who were really proud were Liu Guangshi and Xin Xingzong. It was really sad.
He sighed secretly, shook his head, and looked at the battle situation again, only to see figures flying around:
Deng Yuanjue knew that his opponent's footwork was amazing, so how could he stand and be beaten? He used a strategy of braking by moving, stepping on the four elephants, and moving with long strides, always preventing his opponent from getting behind him.
Yao Pingzhong, on the other hand, walked through the Nine Palaces, stepped on the Eight Diagrams, and walked in a larger circle. His figure was so fast that he almost looked like a ghost. With two steel knives and a Zen staff, the sound of gold and iron could be heard endlessly, and the battle was extremely fierce. But see——
The water of the canal flows naturally, and the fighting spirit is strong in front of the bridge.
The warrior wields his sword as fiercely as a tiger, and the Dharma King wields his staff as viciously as a hornet.
The tiger rises out of the sea and stirs up thousands of waves, and the tiger enters the mountains and swallows nine oxen.
Sweating and sweating, I rolled over and started all over again.
The two fought until they were fifty, sweating like rain. But the way they fight, jumping around without stopping for a moment, consumes far more energy than a horse fight.
Yao Pingzhong felt the heat was so intense that he was about to burn up, so he used the killing move of "Two Tigers Confronting the Mountain", forcing Deng Yuanjue to jump back. He also took the opportunity to jump back and shouted: "Slow down!"
Deng Yuanjue leaned on the Zen staff, panting, with a happy face: "Buddha is a great and compassionate man. If you want to admit defeat, I will naturally agree..."
Yao Pingzhong was so angry that he screamed: "My son wants to admit defeat! I want to ask you, do you dare to allow me to disarm and fight again?"
Only then did Deng Yuanjue realize that the other party couldn't bear the heat anymore, and he laughed and said: "Okay, take off your clothes and have a good beating!"
He is much fatter and bigger than Yao Pingzhong, how can he not be hot?
Immediately threw away the Zen staff, first pulled off the thick brocade monk's robe, untied the armor that covered his heart, and then took off his short shirt. Inside, there was actually a bright red belly bag. Take off your pants, take off your socks, remove your shoes...
Yao Pingzhong was dumbfounded. He took off his armor and shirt, revealing the muscles of his body that were made of fine iron. There were at least seven or eight scars on them, but his pants and shoes were all well-worn. When he raised his eyes, Look, my opponent was completely naked.
This monk didn't even have hair, and his beard was shaved green and weak. Except for the three black hairs on the eyebrows and armpits, there was really no trace of it. The fat on his body was trembling, and it looked like a mountain of flesh. All over his body, He also had numerous scars, several times more than those of Yao Pingzhong. At first glance, he looked like a ruthless man who had struggled out of the corpse.
Li Kui was very excited and commented: "Monk Deng is a man who knows how to fight."
As the water breeze blew, Deng Yuanjue felt cool all over his body. He laughed three times, kicked his clothes aside, raised his Zen staff and shouted: "Come on, come on, I'll have a good fight with you!"
Only then did Yao Pingzhong come back to his senses, stretch his muscles and muscles, and said with a smile: "With a big battle today, Yao came all the way south in vain!"
After saying that, he jumped up and killed him. Deng Yuanjue greeted him with his dancing stick, which jingled and hit one spot again.
This time, the two "no worries" fought more and more passionately. They fought fifty or sixty times in a row. Deng Yuanjue's iron Zen staff was a famous weapon in Jiangnan martial arts. It was slashed with knife marks all over his body. As for Deng Yuanjue’s hands being covered with blood——
When he used the stick, he had to hold it still with both hands. The stick would often slide back and forth in the palm of his hand, which was usually fine. But now there were many knife marks, and when the palm of his hand slipped against the sharp point, there was a gash.
Although Yao Pingzhong was not injured like this, his two swords were cut like dogs gnawing at him. The good swords that had been tempered for thousands of times were already useless before his eyes.
Cao Cao secretly said to Fan Rui: "Look at how many heroes I have among the men of the Han family. If we all work together, why are we afraid that Jin Liao will not be destroyed?"
Not far away, Fang Tianding was also surprised: "No wonder the Western Army is so famous. There are so many good men, but I should not have agreed to fight with him before. Look at this swordsman, who is only a few years older than me. How can he be so good?" How can we fight? After fighting for half a day, I didn't give in to Uncle Baoguang at all."
Shi Bao smiled bitterly and said, "Even I was dumbfounded. I have never seen this pair of opponents."
There is poetry to prove it:
He refused to recite Buddhist scriptures all his life, but only liked to kill people and see blood.
Encountering a true warrior of the Western Army, how can we stop without deciding between life and death?
At this point in the fight, Deng Yuanjue no longer smiled. His demonic heart had already skyrocketed, and he was filled with murderous intent. He was determined to fight to the death.
Yao Pingzhong's eyes were already red. His two swords were dancing like the wind, and many exquisite moves that he could not use in the past were flowing out like the Yangtze River.
Adding up the two, the two had fought for more than a hundred rounds. Deng Yuanjue's fat body seemed to have lost a lot of weight. At the one hundred and twenty-eighth round, Deng Yuanjue suddenly used the "Vajra Fury" move. The Zen staff went from almost Pulling it up from an impossible angle, Yao Pingzhong hurriedly swung his two swords to chop. There was a crisp sound and the two swords broke at the same handle.
Yao Pingzhong was shocked. Fortunately, when the knife was broken, he managed to block it. The Zen staff slowed down slightly, and he dropped the handle, grabbed it tightly, and dragged it back with all his strength.
His strength was not as strong as Deng Yuanjue's, but where Deng Yuanjue's hand was, there were two pieces of iron flowers turned up. Just as he was about to wrestle with the opponent, there was a sudden pain in his palm. The strength could not be sustained, and Yao Pingzhong snatched the Zen staff from his hand. .
Yao Pingzhong was so happy that he immediately wanted to kill Deng Yuanjue with his staff. He flipped the Zen staff in his hand, but he forgot that there were iron flowers everywhere on the staff. He screamed in pain, and it broke with both hands. The Zen staff fell to the ground with a clang. .
Deng Yuanjue took advantage of the situation and pounced on him, using the evil wind with his big palm to swipe at Yao Pingzhong's face. Stars appeared in front of his eyes, and all his teeth became loose and flew out to the side.
Unexpectedly, Yao Pingzhong was also ruthless. When he flew out, his right leg was ejected hard, causing the bird feathers to fly. Deng Yuanjue screamed loudly, covered the little bird, and fell to the ground like a golden mountain toppling a jade pillar, rolling on the ground. .
Yao Pingzhong fell two feet away. He opened his mouth and spit out a few teeth. He struggled to stand up, but seemed to have lost his center of gravity. He staggered a few steps and fell again.
The soldiers of the two armies were speechless and silent: no one expected that these two fought from noon to sunset, and ended up fighting to the death of both sides.
Shi Bao and Fang Qifu rode out together. Pang Wanchun, with an arrow in his bow, followed close behind to grab Deng Yuanjue.
Over there, Wang De and Wang Zhen rushed out to rescue Yao Pingzhong. Behind him was a sixty-year-old general with a weathered face, white beard and hair, and wrinkles on his face like knives and axes. He also bent his bow and set an arrow. Silently guarding the second general.
Both sides took their own generals back. Pang Wanchun and the veteran of the other side stayed at the end. Their eyes met. Pang Wanchun felt a pain in his eyeballs, as if he had been shot with an arrow by the other side's eyes. He was suddenly startled. When he took a closer look, He saw that the other party's eyes were dark and showed no energy at all.
He couldn't help secretly claiming to be surprised, reining in his horse and shouting: "I am Pang Wanchun, Marshal of Xirui, your Majesty, and people call me 'Xiao Yang Youji'. It seems that you are also good at shooting, do you dare to leave your name?"
After hearing this, the general smiled and said in a very strong northwest accent: "Little Yang Youji? Haha, even if the real Yang Youji is reborn, a certain family will not take him seriously, let alone you, a little Yang Youji Ji." He reined in his horse and returned.
You must know that the idiom "a hundred steps can pierce a young man", which specifically describes the ability of a shooter, was born because of Yang Youji. Pang Wanchun was called "Little Yang Youji" for seven or eight years. He was deeply proud of it. How could he be allowed to humiliate him like this? He immediately became furious, raised his arm suddenly, drew his bow to full length, and pointed at the opponent's vest: "Did I let you go?"
The veteran held the horse, was silent for a moment, then suddenly turned around, withdrew the bow string in his hand and released it, snapping two arrows. The good bow worth a thousand gold in Pang Wanchun's hand was snapped, and then a red shadow fell from his eyes. He looked down. , but it’s the red tassel on his helmet!
Pang Wanchun was so shocked that his mind was about to drift away - he was the first and most famous marksman in the southern country. Now his bow was as wide as the moon, and the opponent was able to shoot two arrows with extremely precise accuracy before he let go. This kind of skill was beyond shocking. To describe it, it's like a god in the sky, but I'm afraid he doesn't have such magical skills!
The veteran smiled slightly and said calmly: "The distance between you and me is only ten feet. It's such a short distance, why do you need to pull the string all the way? Since you pull the string but don't send it out, it's just a waste of energy to control it, so why bother to pull the string? If you want to scare me, just go ahead and pull the string. Just shoot my mounts and doudou. You don’t understand the reason why an arrow has to be fired when it is on the string. How can you practice bow and arrow?"
Pang Wanchun was shaken, and cold sweat ran down his back. He rolled off the saddle and dismounted. He walked up to the opponent with empty hands, cupped his fists and saluted: "Thank you for your teachings, senior. I would like to ask for your senior's name."
The veteran looked to the northwest, his eyes blank, as if endless wind and sand were passing by, and said calmly: "You have learned archery, have you ever heard of 'flower arrangement between eyebrows'?"
Pang Wanchun was shocked again, with a look of disbelief in his eyes, and opened his mouth for a long time. Then he said blankly: "You, you are, you are the king, senior Wang Shunchen, who fired more than a thousand arrows in two hours, and the arrows were all in vain? You, are you still alive?"
Youfenjiao: Pang Wanchun, who is conceited and invincible, will finally meet a higher person now. With a bow in hand, the thieves in the west are in chaos, and the king Shunchen is unparalleled throughout the ages.
My good brothers who should not talk too much, I didn’t have time to make up for what I missed yesterday, so I can only make an appearance later.
bow.
(End of chapter)
