These words were so arrogant that many of the clan leaders who were still arguing with each other could no longer argue with each other and all stared at Zhao Changhe.
Yue Hongling sat on a small bench and held her chin up, watching Zhao Changhe's appearance with interest.
There was a little jealousy in her heart, but really not much. She was particularly interested in this style of fighting all the heroes with a sword alone, and she wished she could take part in it. It's a pity that this bastard said "whoever beats me" instead of "we have two people here". It's a pity.
But it doesn't matter, he's handsome.
My little brother has really grown up now, and he has grown up with his own aesthetics... The sword pointing diagonally, the proud and independent back, is so beautiful.
Sisi pursed her lips and quietly tugged at the corner of Zhao Changhe's clothes: "Hey, don't be too arrogant. Although there are not as sophisticated tricks as yours here, the Gu technique can make up for it. This level will not be reflected in the troubled times list. , it’s easy to fall into trouble if you don’t understand.”
Zhao Changhe smiled and said: "Isn't this great? I want to experience Miao Jiang's Gu skills. Is there a more suitable way than a one-on-one arena?"
Yue Hongling smiled slightly, she thought so too.
The previous assassination of Lan Tiankuo, why he was "failed and trapped" was because he encountered a poisonous spell that was difficult for him to understand. Fortunately, he was safe in the end. In fact, she knew a lot about Sisi before she dared to take action, but it was different whether she had in-depth experience. If she could be given a chance to challenge the heroes one-on-one, it would be a great opportunity for a swordsman who wanted to see the world of practice. It's a beautiful thing.
Of course, this requires courage and confidence, otherwise it will be embarrassing to go on stage. Don't think that there aren't many people on the Troubled Times List here. With the help of Gu, all strength assessments will have to be repeated.
Sisi paused: "I'm too lazy to care. What I'm afraid of is that if you lose, my seat will be gone!"
"Saint be at peace." Zhao Changhe looked around and whispered: "Hey, is there a battle ceremony, blessing from the saint or something?"
Sisi was stunned for a moment, and her eyes suddenly turned into crescent moons: "Hey, you used to pretend to be serious with me, but now that Sister Yue is already around, it's time for you to be more serious, but you suddenly started teasing me? So you like to be in front of so and so? The noodles are boring when people are not around, right..."
Zhao Changhe said speechlessly: "I was just kidding, where did you get such divergent thinking?"
Sisi hummed and said, "There is a ceremony for going into battle. Kneel down and lick the saint's feet."
Zhao Changhe glanced at her feet subconsciously.
Although she was walking through the mountains and forests without wearing shoes, why could she always be so white and crystal clear? Even if her true energy could protect her feet now, what about earlier years? Logically speaking, it should be very rough...
Sisi looked at him with a half-smile but not a smile: "Does it look good?"
Damn it, no matter how beautiful it is, no one is licking it, and the maid is still turning the world upside down?
Before Zhao Changhe had time to answer, a voice came from behind:
"Thinking about the Dharma Protector...Thinking about the Dharma Protector?"
Zhao Changhe turned his head, and there was a young man in black standing in the field, looking at him speechlessly.
Are you here to challenge the heroes, or are you here to flirt with your saint?
Zhao Changhe's face was not red. In fact, he was so red that he couldn't see it: "I thought you were going to discuss it. I just asked the saint for some pre-battle instructions..."
The man said: "Meng Tai of the Dong ethnic group, come to learn the swordsmanship of Si Protector."
Zhao Changhe confirmed: "So you have already recognized this mode of competition selection?"
The leader of the Bai tribe said: "Yes, since the spirit tribe proposed this, we discussed it and felt that this is a simple and clear way. It is difficult to judge the strength of each tribe, and the strong should always be respected."
In the age of martial arts, it was indeed the same wherever I went... It's a good thing I didn't take the Four Books and Five Classics test with you.
Zhao Changhe nodded, and subconsciously planned to salute Meng Tai with his sword hilt upside down and his fists. Suddenly he realized that this kind of Central Plains etiquette was wrong, so he directly turned into a sword-waving flower: "Come on."
An angry look appeared on Meng Tai's face... They were not rude. In his opinion, Si Laoye's behavior was tantamount to contempt.
He stepped forward with anger, and with a "swish" sound, the long knife passed through a space of several feet and hit Zhao Changhe's neck: "Pay attention!"
Meng Tai used a knife, an ordinary single knife.
Zhao Changhe still doesn't have much confidence in swordsmanship, but he is really one of the current masters of swordsmanship. He knows the movements and intentions of the swords in his heart, and there are very few changes. He knew all of Meng Tai's subsequent changes without even looking, and he also knew where the opponent's fulcrum for changes was.
"Whoosh!" The sword light was like water, pointing at Meng Tai's wrist.
It is precisely pinched at the fulcrum where all his changes begin. No matter how he changes, he cannot escape the sniper attack of this sword, and all back-end momentum is cut off.
With just one sword move, knowledgeable people such as Lei Zhentang and Yue Hongling were moved.
Good swordsmanship...
However, Meng Tai did not panic. His wrist twisted as if it had no bones. Zhao Changhe's sword passed by and missed!
Meng Tai's sword power was only slightly blocked by this twist, and soon returned to normal, slashing towards Zhao Changhe's neck as usual.
How could Zhao Changhe, who had misjudged the situation behind him, thrust out his sword and take it back so easily? The sword was approaching his neck, so he had to quickly dodge with his sword, relying on his sharp body skills to narrowly avoid the sword.
With just one strike, dangers abound, and you are at an absolute disadvantage.
It is indeed easy for people from China to fall into trouble when they arrive in Miao territory...it goes against common sense.
Sisi sent a message from behind to remind: "This is the spirit snake voodoo, which makes the body bones as flexible as a snake. Don't use conventional thinking to judge the changes in the hands and feet. This kind of voodoo is in conflict with voodoos such as giant strength and copper skin. , indicating that he pursues dexterity and is lacking in other directions..."
Before she could even say the word "lost", Sisi's eyes suddenly widened.
Zhao Changhe, who was originally falling into the leeward branch, moved more and more easily. Meng Tai, who seemed to be chasing with a knife as fast as a knife, couldn't move anymore. He seemed to be stuck in some quagmire. He moved to the left as if he was about to get an electric shock. There was a mountain of swords on the right image, and he didn't dare to move anywhere. In the end, he turned into a toad with grief and anger, and slashed angrily with the sword: "What kind of evil method did you use!"
Zhao Changhe almost laughed out loud when he used voodoo to talk about other people's sorcery.
Faced with this little jump, Zhao Changhe felt a little nostalgic: "This toad jump is so familiar... You don't dance well enough, and your strength is too weak."
Following the words, the long sword came first and was already pointed at Mengtai's dantian. The sword energy penetrated into the opponent's dantian and locked all the energy in the opponent's dantian.
Meng Tai's sword became limp. Zhao Changhe caught it with his left hand and pushed it forward: "Brother Meng, this spiritual snake Gu is quite interesting... I'll ask for it if I have the opportunity in the future."
Meng Tai silently felt the true energy locked in his body, and was very surprised: "What kind of magic did you just use?"
Zhao Changhe did not hesitate to share: "It was a kind of sword energy formation. Every sword parry I made left a trace of sword energy on the spot. The longer the confrontation, the more sword energy around me. Brother Meng seemed to be trapped in In the sword formation, no matter how flexible you are, you can’t use it.”
Meng Tai was shocked: "How is this done? Why can the sword energy stay in the space and not dissipate!"
Zhao Changhe smiled slightly: "This is the secret, and it cannot be known except by the Spiritual Clan."
Meng Tai bowed sincerely: "I lost."
Sisi has a lot of face.
In fact, he was pouting behind his back, and the Spirit Clan didn’t know this secret either... The sword light filled the courtyard like water, this was Tang Wanzhuang’s unique technique!
When Tang Wanzhuang dismantled the battle between Longque and the Ancient Sword Dragon King, she used this routine, but hers was more subtle. The sword energy overflowed like water, dragging the sword like a deep pool so that it couldn't move at all. Zhao Changhe's sword Qi is just sword energy, thick as a forest, and cannot be used in more subtle ways. But it's enough. Facing this kind of opponent, this routine is the best solution, and there is no need for her Sisi to give any guidance behind his back.
The place became quiet.
Zhao Changhe didn't recognize Meng Tai and didn't know his name... In fact, he was not an ordinary swordsman. He was a very famous master of the Dong ethnic group. He was proficient in swordsmanship and Gu arts and was very famous in the southwest.
But after only a few breaths in the battle with this Si Laoye, the victory was already decided. This Si Laoye didn't even use Gu skills to assist, just pure swordsmanship!
For a moment, no second person ended up, and the atmosphere was a bit solemn... How could this humble spirit race be so strong?
Lei Zhentang said calmly, "In our battle of Bailiao in the southwest, isn't it a bit weird to use swordsmanship alone? Those who don't know may think it's a sword discussion between warriors from the Central Plains."
Zhao Changhe asked curiously: "Don't we in the Southwest Bailiao practice sword practice? How about the Miao sword of Chief Lei hanging on the waist?"
Lei Zhentang said: "The combination of knife and Gu is our method."
"Actually, I also have Gu. I didn't expect that even a great master like Chief Lei couldn't tell it." Zhao Changhe grinned and his arms suddenly bulged in a circle: "Look, a giant Gu."
Lei Zhentang's expression twitched and he stopped talking.
"It's just that it doesn't look good to bully people with your strength. Just use swordsmanship to meet hundreds of tribes, that's all." Zhao Changhe retracted his bulging arm and pointed his sword horizontally: "Who else wants to give me advice? "
People looked at this guy speechlessly and saw the excitement in his eyes. He really hoped that there would be more people fighting him and experiencing the skills of hundreds of tribes.
It seems that he is not fighting for the interests of the clan, but seeing the differences in the world and looking for his own way of swordsmanship.
Sisi retreated and sat back on the small bench, sitting side by side with Yue Hongling, holding her chin in her hands, and murmured in a low voice: "Sister Yue, he seems to have robbed you of your experience."
Yue Hongling pointed out: "The experience is done by myself, there is no need to grab it... But I am afraid that some people will grab something else..."
(End of chapter)
