This kind of challenge in the street attracts everyone's attention. It is the most upright and straightforward. It is basically impossible for the parties involved to avoid fighting. Anyone who avoids fighting in this situation should really stop hanging out in the arena in the future. Being nagged for the rest of his life will be worse than Leader Xue.
Although this is the most passionate way of martial arts, every martial artist appreciates it very much. This was the way Cui Yuanyong went to Beimang to challenge Yue Hongling, and Yue Hongling always praised it.
But after all, people in Jianghu are sophisticated. Generally speaking, as long as both parties are familiar with each other, they will not choose such a no-retreat method. If you want to compete, you can invite them privately, and the victory or defeat will not hurt your face.
Wan Dongliu and Zhao Changhe were obviously quite familiar with each other. They had invited guests, made noises, and faced provocations from foreigners together. The Xiaoxiang Pavilion where Zhao Changhe lives is still owned by the Caobang, but now not a single copper penny is confiscated from him, and the best fodder is used to feed his horses, and the first-name prostitutes are free for free.
Not to mention the passers-by on the long street, both Xuanchong and Tang Buqi were scratching their heads at this moment, which was very incomprehensible.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Wan Dongliu couldn't refuse, and he jumped down from the building very happily, clasping his fists and saying: "I didn't expect that Brother Zhao thinks so highly of me, so it would be disrespectful for me to fight with such a hero like Brother Zhao. willing."
Zhao Changhe also held up his hands and said with a smile: "No, Brother Wan is twenty-three, but if you are older than me, I will lose my life if you call yourself younger brother."
Even though you call me sister Yue Hongling, I don't see you losing your life... Wan Dongliu murmured in his heart, feeling that Zhao Changhe's attitude was not too bad. What on earth was he doing?
Then he asked: "Brother Zhao wants to compete with me to test swordsmanship. You can invite him privately, but why is it necessary?"
Zhao Changhe laughed and said: "Since I went to Yangzhou, I have always been in the drama, other people's and my own, over and over again, which is quite boring. Why not be more relaxed?"
Wan Dongliu frowned: "Why can't I understand what Brother Zhao said?"
"The Maitreya Cult is quite good at bewitching the people of Kuhaha. Most of the Cao Gang are hard-working people. They are hard to resist and have been infiltrated into a mess. Brother Wan must be feeling very uncomfortable?"
Wan Dongliu said lightly: "Not bad."
"So he pretended to be a snake, as if he had believed in that trick, but in fact he had been looking for good opportunities... For example, he plotted to assassinate the prefect and fell into the trap of the Maitreya Sect. Then the imperial court was struck by thunder, and the Maitreya Sect collapsed thousands of miles away. Brother Wan took advantage of this trend to clean up the gang. , reorganized the Caobang style, and Yangzhou has no resistance since then. The Caobang family is the only one, but it still makes the court feel that it can rely on it... It is hard to say who will belong to Yangzhou in the future. "
The passers-by onlookers were quite far apart and could not hear the conversation. The expressions of Xuanchong and Tang Buqi upstairs changed.
This inference is indeed reasonable. The real murderer must have his own purpose, and it is not just to give gifts to the Demon Suppressor. The one who benefited the most this time seemed to be the Caobang, and Wan Dongliu had enough motivation.
In fact, Wan Dongliu is more familiar with the prefect's daily routine than others - Caobang has always had close contacts with the government. Didn't the prefect participate in his banquets...
But we can't just rely on inferences without evidence. Caobang is not someone who can throw dirty water at will.
Wan Dongliu's expression remained unchanged, he shook his head and laughed: "Brother Zhao, if you have any other ideas, you might as well tell me. I'd also like to hear outsiders' opinions."
Zhao Changhe said: "There is no reason for Hu people to come and stamp on my face for no reason. Chili asked Miss Yue her name, but it turns out that he didn't know that Miss Yue would be there at all. In other words, he, the number one hidden dragon, actually came here to challenge us. Dozens of people, what’s the point? Winning the battle shows how capable Chili is? Besides, Chili killed a lot of people along the way. He should have been acting in hiding. Qianlong’s number one is not number one on the Heavenly Ranking. He’s so high-profile. Are you seeking death? So it can only be caused by someone."
Wan Dongliu nodded and said with a smile: "It makes sense."
"They knew that there was Xuanchong, Tang Buqi, and me, Zhao Changhe, but they didn't know that there was Yue Hongling. This shows that someone leaked the guest list to the Hu people in advance. It is very possible that they made provocations while leaking the list, such as It is said that Zhongyuan Qianlong thought that Chi Li had a false reputation and was vulnerable to attack. Chi Li had his own pride, so he naturally came to fight back, so when he opened his mouth to scold him, he was also claiming that he had a false reputation. Otherwise, the false reputation of a group of people behind him would have nothing to do with him. Do people look at you?"
Wan Dongliu looked a little surprised: "This is interesting, Brother Zhao, continue?"
"The prefect is not so bored after eating so much that he comes uninvited and sits there just to smear the faces of the barbarians... He can only come here at the right time."
"Oh? Why do you do this?"
"Brother Wan did this trick just to let everyone, especially the Tang family, see the collusion between the prefect and the Hu people. Especially if Miss Yue is not here, we will all be trampled on, and we will only feel extremely resentful." , Tang’s nephew turned around and started throwing dirty water, so I’m not too happy about it. I used to think it was completely unreasonable not to invite Miss Yue to such a party, but now that I think about it, isn’t that natural..."
Tang Buqi: "..."
On the rooftop in the distance, Yue Hongling was sitting on the edge of the eaves, looking up and taking a sip of wine. She looked over with her beautiful eyes, which was all interesting.
Zhao Changhe made the concluding remarks: "Although the opposition and hatred due to Miss Yue's enemy of Chili did not reach the expectation, it is almost there. This is the time to assassinate the prefect. In a few days, he will die. Da It didn’t have the desired effect. Things went smoothly that night, and Brother Wan’s plan was finally realized smoothly.”
Wan Dongliu put his hands on his hands and smiled and said: "It's a very interesting idea. In fact, even according to Brother Zhao's guess, it seems to have no impact on Brother Zhao. There are some things that Brother Zhao also wants to do? Why should he be so aggressive?"
"It really doesn't have much impact. Zhao just doesn't want to be used as a chess piece. After the game, he still doesn't know who he is counting money for." Zhao Changhe paused and then said: "Besides, it doesn't have anything to do with me. Zhao On the way to the banquet, I was assassinated by a bow and arrow - it must be the same person who killed the prefect, intending to establish the suspicion of being a Hu. How many people know that Zhao came to the banquet? Anyone who can ambush me on the way in advance can just sift through it. There aren’t many left.”
Wan Dongliu said with a smile: "This is unjust. Wan was entertaining guests at that time. How can I separate myself?"
"Some idiot told me that you all once left the scene to relieve yourself. A cup of tea, with Brother Wan's Qinggong, is actually enough."
Tang Buqi: "..."
"The opponent is a person who is accustomed to using bows and arrows. It seems that it is easy to identify him as a barbarian from the grassland. Few people have thought about it. Cao gangs are accustomed to traveling on water. In water battles, which one is more useful?" Zhao Changhe smiled: "Zhao also In a water battle, the best thing to use is of course a bow.”
Wan Dongliu's expression finally became serious, but he still waved his hand and said with a smile: "There are too many speculations."
Zhao Changhe suddenly changed the topic and asked a question that was thousands of miles away: "Brother Wan, when you and I first met, was that thief Ji Chengkong still there?"
Wan Dongliu said: "Still detained in my private cell...Brother Zhao has been interested in this person twice. If you really want to intercede for him, then let him go to the lower levels. What a big deal?"
"I'm afraid Brother Wan may not be willing to let it go. It may be a bit serious for this person to have peeked into Brother Wan's privacy." Zhao Changhe smiled: "Ji Chengkong didn't have any other packages on him that day. The thing he stole must be a small object. He can stuff it at will. The one in your arms?"
Wan Dongliu narrowed his eyes slightly and said calmly: "Not bad."
Zhao Changhe lowered his voice so much that even Xuan Chong Tang Buqi couldn't hear him upstairs: "For example... a mask with a special meaning?"
Although the voice was low, it was like the sound of a giant bell ringing in Wan Dongliu's ears. His heart jumped wildly, and his expression finally changed drastically.
"Brother Wan framed the Hu people but chose me to kill him. Although it may be a bit of a mistake... Zhao couldn't bear this anger." Zhao Changhe said with a long laugh, the dragon bird unsheathed and slashed wildly with his sword. : "It's indecent to come and not return, just give me a knife!"
"Choke!" Wan Dongliu drew his sword well prepared.
The two knives clashed, the surrounding sand and gravel rolled wildly, the wine flags flew, and the burst of energy made the surrounding doors creak.
The onlookers were all moved. Is this really the battle situation after seventy or eighty Qianlong?
Wan Dongliu looked very serious: "You are actually at the fifth level of the entrance hall."
"Both each other." Zhao Changhe grinned: "Brother Wan has also quietly touched the sixth level, hasn't he?"
Tang Buqi silently took out a Qianlong List booklet from his arms and tore it into pieces.
Why don't you tear this thing up? It can only mislead people... At your level, you should play in the top 50 or even the top 40. Is it fun to hide behind the 70th or 80th place?
Next to him, Xuan Chong looked solemn and suddenly whispered: "What a fast knife!"
Tang Buqi looked over and saw a dazzling sword light coming out of Wan Dongliu's hand. It was as if the afterimage of the sword light was still in place, and the sword had already arrived in front of Zhao Changhe.
"..." Tang Buqi knew that if it were him, his head would be gone.
Too fast, too strong... It seems that even if there is a river flowing eastward, it will be cut off by this knife, and there will be huge waves that will surge into the sky, and it will be cut back by this knife!
Caobang Canglan sword technique, breaking the waves with ten cuts!
"clang!"
Tang Buqi thought he couldn't resist the sword, but when Zhao Changhe waved one hand, Longque easily pushed the Canglan sword aside, as if the stormy waves were rushing forward, only to find that the bigger one was here. The wave immediately covered him back.
Immediately after the two sides exchanged waves, the "dinging, clanging" sounds like beads falling on a jade plate broke out one after another, as if the wild waves were constantly clashing, and the passers-by onlookers could hardly see clearly the paths of the two sides!
Tang Buqi stood up in shock: "Why can he be so fast?"
Xuan Chong murmured to himself: "Why do I feel the scent of Chili Linghu's sword technique?"
The two looked at each other and were extremely shocked. It seemed that it was not an illusion. It really smelled like Chili...
Chili is a scimitar. When the sword is drawn out, it forms a circle. The end point is the starting point. It looks like it goes straight. How did Zhao Changhe do this with so many gadgets?
This kind of small and fast exchanges should not be what Zhao Changhe is good at at all... Regardless of his skills or swords, he just did it for you. He did not lose at all in the match with Wan Dongliu, and even... felt that he Still slightly dominant?
"No...it's not only Chili's intention, but also mine." Yue Hongling, who was watching the battle in the distance, was looking at the battle in a daze, and whispered to herself: "Mine is more obvious, not only my sword intention, but also... My technique."
The blush on his face disappeared in a flash, just like the morning glow rising in the sky at this moment.
Because it really contains the meaning of her technique, which was just obtained through double cultivation in the early morning, and it is not a simulation.
"He is really a genius." Xuan Chong whispered to himself: "With such sword intent and sword intent, even if someone breaks away from the religion, a normal person would not be able to grasp the essence in less than ten days and a half. How long has he been... Moreover, he is still undergoing a trial in this battle, and he is using Brother Wan to sharpen his sword. The more he fights, the more he will master it."
Tang Buqi also noticed that the more Zhao Changhe fought, the more harmonious he was, while Wan Dongliu felt more and more stagnant.
And this guy definitely has spring water sword intent, the more he fights, the more obvious it becomes!
Zhao Changhe is indeed sharpening his sword, and the more he fights, the smoother he becomes. However, there is no other reason for Wan Dongliu's performance, but Zhao Changhe's last low-key words just now, which have had an important impact on his heart so far. His momentum waxes and wanes. What's the point of not being defeated?
What did Zhao Changhe say in the end?
A loud "clang" sound was heard, the two swords violently met again, the wind and clouds rolled wildly, the huge waves roared, and even the plaque of Mingyue Tower tilted to one side with a "click".
Zhao Changhe took three steps back to counteract the violent impact. The blood in his body was activated by this blow and he was boiling with fighting spirit.
Wandong took five or six steps back, his expression extremely solemn.
"Brother Wan! Your sword power is weak!" Zhao Changhe let out a long laugh, jumped up in the air, held the sword in both hands, and slashed down wildly!
Wan Dongliu looked up and narrowed his eyes slightly.
The sunrise in the early morning seemed to be blocked by Zhao Changhe, and the sky became a little darker. The faint halo of the sun shone from Zhao Changhe's body, giving it an illusion of blood color.
In the blood, dark demonic shadows volleyed down from the sky, and all the gods and Buddhas in the sky were about to disappear in this blow!
Gods and Buddhas are all scattered, Zhao Changhe has very few special skills, which is the bottom of the box.
A smile flashed in Wan Dongliu's eyes, and he has been creating an atmosphere where he is weak and forced to retreat. Isn't this the moment he has been waiting for?
You have too few special skills. Many people have pondered this trick over and over again. The weak point is no longer a secret!
That is, all the power is condensed into one point, relying too much on the suppression of absolute power, relying on the suppression of the bloody evil spirit, and relying on the impact on the opponent's soul at that moment to cover up one's own flaws, so it cannot be used lightly at ordinary times, and it is the opponent who is caught. A moment of weakness.
However, if the other party is just pretending at this moment... then if you are prepared in advance and take advantage of the flaw, you will be defeated!
"Whoosh!" A roaring sound erupted, and Wan Dongliu's sword power, which had been like a raging wolf, suddenly changed, turning into a sword and stabbing Zhao Changhe's fatal point in mid-air!
It's not just a sword, it's also a sword! The sword light bursts into the length of a foot, and it will surely hit Zhao Changhe's fatal point in advance before the dragon bird strikes him!
Yue Hongling squeezed the hilt of the sword tightly.
This is not Caobang martial arts, what is it?
Such a sharp murderous intention is like a swordfish cutting through the waves in the vast sea, or an earthworm digging holes in the heavy soil!
He is so good at hiding, not only his layout and planning, but also his martial arts, he is like an earthworm hiding in the deep soil.
"puff"!
The sword's light penetrated the flesh, and blood spurted out.
Yue Hongling suddenly stood up, then smiled slightly and slowly sat back down.
Wan Dongliu's eyes were filled with ecstasy, but he suddenly felt something was wrong.
The light of the knife pierced into the mutton, causing death or injury, but Zhao Changhe didn't react! The sky-shattering sword remained unchanged, its power was not even weakened by half, and it chopped into Wan Dongliu's shoulder!
Wan Dongliu didn't know what method he used. His whole body slipped and twisted in an extremely weird way. Longque failed to split him into two pieces and slashed viciously along his chest. His whole body was disembowelled and it was extremely miserable. .
"Young Gang Leader!"
"Young Gang Leader!"
Countless people from the Cao Gang were watching nearby. They thought Wan Dongliu was going to win, but the situation suddenly changed and Wan Dongliu was cut open and almost split in half!
So they swarmed up, some of them went to rescue Wan Dongliu, and some of them rushed towards Zhao Changhe.
A red shadow flashed past, and Yue Hongling stood in front of Zhao Changhe with a sword, and said calmly: "A long street fight, a fair decision, do you want to rush forward?"
Everyone in Caogang was stunned.
Zhao Changhe is difficult enough, but where is Yue Hongling? You two are really a couple?
Do you want to report it to the gang leader...
"Don't mess around, I'm not dead." Wan Dongliu leaned weakly on a gang member and asked his subordinates to stop the bleeding and bandage him.
The hearts of everyone in Caogang fell back to the ground.
Wan Tianxiong only had one son. If he died, the consequences would be no worse than if the emperor's son died.
It’s better not to die.
Wan Dongliu took another pill, adjusted his breath with difficulty for a long time, and then whispered: "He only split the shoulder and not the neck. He expected this situation. He just wanted to give me a hard slap. Eat." Lesson learned, you didn’t want to kill me.”
After a pause, he said weakly: "Thank you, Brother Zhao, for showing mercy. I lost."
Zhao Changhe held the handle of the knife upside down and cupped his fists: "You're welcome. You also left your hand behind when you stabbed, otherwise I would have been pierced instead of this small injury... That's why I hit the shoulder, as a courtesy."
Wan Dongliu looked at the blood stains flowing out of Zhao Changhe's body, and was even more incredulous: "But even if a small amount is inserted into the flesh, the body is still the body. You have to be seriously injured. Why is it like being stabbed in an ordinary position without any effect? "
Zhao Changhe smiled slightly: "Secret... It is said that I have endless tricks to combine gods and Buddhas. Do you really think that I don't know and have no defense? I am not stupid."
Wan Dongliu was silent for a moment and shook his head: "I am being smart."
"Brother Wan, Zhao has some words of advice."
"Brother Zhao, please tell me."
"Your sword skills are the strongest among the opponents I have encountered so far. If you didn't have the idea of causing me to flaw and defeat your own momentum from the beginning, it is actually unclear who will win. Why did you forget all the tricks? The heart of a warrior?" Zhao Changhe put the knife back on his back, turned and left: "I also feel like this sometimes... I would like to encourage each other."
Wan Dongliu was silent for a long time and said slowly: "Be taught."
Zhao Changhe stopped and looked at the rising sun in the sky.
Yue Hongling walked beside him naturally, and when she saw him stop, she also looked up.
Under the morning sun, the golden light is rising.
"On the fifth day of the fifth lunar month, Zhao Changhe has been practicing martial arts for half a year. The five levels of the entrance hall have brought together the ideas of hundreds of schools and formed a unique atmosphere. On the day of Mao hour, the Great Break Wandong Liu was in Mingyue Tower."
"Those who flow eastward lurk in the waves, and the entrance is at the sixth level."
"Changes in the Hidden Dragon List."
"Qianlong fifty-five, Wan Dongliu."
"Qian Long Thirty-eight, Zhao Changhe."
"The long river flows unstoppably."
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PS: Originally this was two chapters, but if I felt like there was a break in between, I decided to combine them into one chapter. Now the emotions are complete, please call me thick chicken.
Thanks to Yang Yushi and Qing Ningzi for joining the alliance~
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