After Wudang Taoist priest Guo Jiaoyang took the initiative to walk into the courtyard.
Guo Jiaoyang's frightening eyes were forced towards Hong Ye and said:
"It is not uncommon for this martial arts exchange conference to be facilitated in modern society. It is a rare opportunity. So naturally Chen Xixiang should not be the only protagonist today. We all revolve around him. I am a sword practitioner. I have to find someone first today. Compare people of the same lineage."
There were only two people practicing swordsmanship on site.
One is Shan Ying from Heyi Sect, and the other is Hong Ye.
He is the king of weapons of this generation.
Guo Jiaoyang pointed directly at Hong Ye and wanted to compete in swordsmanship here. For everyone present, this was an unexpected and reasonable scene.
Hong Yeben stood next to Chen Xixiang. After hearing this, he had no reason to refuse.
He pulled out his sword behind his back, and before walking over, he said softly to Chen Xixiang next to him: "Mr. Chen, he and I are both descendants of Wudang swordsmanship. You are a boxing practitioner. Let's watch our swordsmanship first. What's wrong with you?" It will be good to fight against other masters next.”
Chen Xixiang smiled slightly and nodded to show that he accepted Hong Ye's kindness.
After Hong Ye finished speaking, he had already walked towards Guo Jiaoyang.
"please!"
Just a please, no other unnecessary nonsense.
More than a dozen boxers present were staring at him.
Guo Jiaoyang's eyebrows showed a sharp determination. After Hong Ye said "please", he stood on tiptoe in an instant, as if he was thrown out a dart!
choke!
Suddenly there was a sharp sword sound in the air.
Many young people in the martial arts hall only saw a flash of light in the courtyard.
It was Guo Jiaoyang's sword that reflected the sunlight, shaking many people's eyes like thunder and lightning!
He made a sudden move, as swift as a poisonous snake.
Hong Ye, who was on the opposite side, quickly responded to Guo Jiaoyang's sword attack at that moment. His steps were as light as an ape in the forest. Although he had the upper hand, he turned around and at the same time raised his sword and stabbed him like raindrops!
Hong Ye's steps were as agile as an ape's, and his steps were so fast that he reacted in half a second.
Ding ding ding~~
There was a sharp sword wind and collision in the air quickly, and sparks visible to the naked eye flew everywhere!
A fierce confrontation, a tit-for-tat confrontation that only took place overnight!
Chen Xixiang could see that compared to Hong Ye's ape fencing, which he said was derived from apes, Guo Jiaoyang's swordsmanship and steps were in the shape of a dragon. He weighed his steps together, followed the provocation of the sword, and followed closely. It was completely natural, and there was something about it. A grand and majestic beauty.
Swish! !
In just three breaths, the two people in the courtyard were like two wild pythons swimming on the grassland, with a strong wind blowing across them. The collision of body skills and sword skills in the courtyard was so intense and extraordinary that many young people in the martial arts school were stunned:
"Is this the power of a master swordsman? It's so scary!"
clang!
Hong Ye retreated and launched a cross attack.
Woohoo~~
However, Guo Jiaoyang stepped forward quickly with his feet, his sword was like a tarsal maggot, he pursued and stabbed fiercely, and actually made a sharp sound in the courtyard!
Dang Dang Dang~
The sword tips stabbed each other's eyes, noses, throats, chins, and hearts continuously!
Blades clash!
But it was Hong Ye who continued to move horizontally, turned around, and moved everything away with precision.
But everyone could see that Hong Ye was suppressed by Guo Jiaoyang in terms of momentum.
This shocked many old boxers present.
After all, Hong Ye is the king of weapons.
In the courtyard.
At the moment when Guo Jiaoyang and Hong Ye were in contact, they stepped on each other with fierce steps, thrust out from Hong Ye's left ribs, and hit him horizontally in the face.
Woo!
When the sword came, Hong Ye bent his back, his body was like a big bow, his spiral arm collapsed his sword and he executed the "Strange Python Stinging" move.
"What a quick reaction." Guo Jiaoyang's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly raised his sword. However, Fang Hongye did not take advantage of this move, and suddenly made a move to "turn around and get the treasure", directly hitting Guo Jiaoyang's forehead.
Just at this moment.
The old boxers who knew some swordsmanship subconsciously held their breath and stared closely at the result of the next moment.
This sword thrust basically determines the outcome.
Unexpectedly, Guo Jiaoyang's eyes condensed, and the strange dragon under his feet turned into an earthworm. His toes slipped hard, and he seemed to be submerged in the quagmire. His body shrank back three inches, and then the sword light shined...
The angle is weird, tricky, and vicious!
In the blink of an eye, it was a stab and a challenge in an instant!
puff!
Hong Ye immediately heard a muffled groan and stepped back. Blood was pouring from his chest and abdomen, and his shirt was stained red with blood...
Looking at the tip of Guo Jiaoyang's sword, a piece of bloody skin the size of a child's palm was picked out with a portion of flesh and blood.
shocking!
"The victory has been decided."
Xu Zhengyang immediately shouted loudly.
He was also shocked and had a new understanding of swordsmanship.
Because it is a martial arts contest, it is required that there be injuries, but no killing.
so……
This requires too precise control of wrist strength and strength.
Shan Ying immediately took out the wound medicine from the Heyi Gate and bandaged Hong Ye.
Hong Ye looked up at Guo Jiaoyang with a pale face and said, "Wudang has long been lost to that step just now, why did you..."
Guo Jiaoyang glanced at Chen Xixiang and said calmly: "Others can restore the long-lost internal martial arts system. I have been studying swordsmanship for ten years, so what's the big deal if I restore a unique technique."
Hong Ye felt sad when he heard this.
Swordsmanship competitions in the post-wulin era are all about pace and eyesight.
He has been in the film and television industry for many years, and his busy work and schedule have dragged down too much of his energy. It is certain that his swordsmanship has deteriorated. However, Guo Jiaoyang is young and strong, and he has devoted himself to studying hard on swordsmanship and has learned a lot.
One decrease and one increase make it easy to distinguish between high and low.
Guo Jiaoyang looked at the loser and said: "Hong Ye, your master was originally a disciple of the Wudang lay family. Later he went to the port to open a martial arts school and established his own school. He became known as the King of Weapons. Later, this title was inherited by you, the big disciple. But today, the number one in the weapons category is finally back to Wudang."
Du Fuming and Wuchangmin both looked sad.
They are old people in the martial arts world. They are used to seeing too many new generations replacing old ones, and they have complicated feelings about this situation.
After defeating Hong Ye, Guo Jiaoyang said to Chen Xixiang:
"Actually, in the field of boxing, those who practice boxing can never beat those who practice swordsmanship. I'm not bragging about those who practice swordsmanship, but in my opinion, all the people here today are actually Hong Ye, you, and me. He’s just a master. He defeated Hong Ye. Everyone else fighting against me was also competing with weapons. None of them would be my opponent, so the next step is very simple. Just choose a weapon!"
After hearing what Guo Jiaoyang said, many boxers present were furious.
But after witnessing Guo Jiaoyang's swordsmanship just now, all the boxers were frightened. Even Hu Wen, who was practicing in iron cloth shirt, looked ugly.
After all, people who practice iron shirts can only withstand the blows of sticks. They can really face sharp weapons like swords, especially in the hands of a sword master like Guo Jiaoyang who has been immersed in swordsmanship for more than ten years. He only needs to pick and pull, what? The iron cloth shirt is definitely a blood hole and a blood stain!
So in the past, everyone who practiced swordsmanship was a peerless master.
Baji Li Shuwen's defeat at the hands of Sword Immortal Li Jinglin was also the pinnacle of the fight between boxing and swords, and the result was already explained.
Chen Xixiang stood up and praised first: "Good swordsmanship and good steps. With this swordsmanship, you are indeed qualified to compete for martial arts cards here. Okay, then I will give you a try."
I saw Chen Xixiang walking over, but with bare hands.
Guo Jiaoyang frowned and said, "You don't want to choose a weapon?"
Chen Xixiang smiled lightly and said, "I'm better with my fists."
Guo Jiaoyang snorted coldly and said, "But I won't give up my sword to fight with you because of this. All my skills are devoted to this sword. It's impossible to lose my sword and compete with you in boxing."
Chen Xixiang smiled and said: "Boxing is kung fu, and swords are also kung fu. We each use our strongest weapons to fight, and no one can suffer."
When Xu Zhengyang saw that Chen Xixiang was about to take action, he also had expectations.
After all, the real protagonist today is Chen Xixiang.
"please!"
This time it was Guo Jiaoyang's turn to hold the sword in his hand.
"Be careful."
Under the gaze of the major boxers in the hospital, Chen Xixiang looked calm, but at the same time as he finished speaking, the ground shook violently, and then the dust and pebbles on the bluestone three or four meters away were shaken by Chen Xixiang's foot. stand up.
Chen Xixiang's attack was like a cannonball fired out. He pounced on Guo Jiaoyang like a lightning bolt.
His feet were shaking, and the movement between his body and his body was so loud that it was as if several big firecrackers had been set off in the courtyard and exploded.
Shan Ying looked at it with shock flashing in his eyes: "Senior brother can also swing his fist to make the air explode, but this person's strength is more than that. The distance of this punch..."
There were all veteran boxers present. The depth of Chen Xixiang's kung fu in this attack revealed the strength of his muscles and bones, which had surpassed all ordinary humans.
"So fast!" Xu Zhengyang just said his lifetime invitation, and immediately his eyes flashed, as if a demon was coming towards him. But he was not an ordinary person after all. He was just startled. Immediately, he felt an infinite fighting spirit in his heart, and immediately drew his sword. It hit Chen Xixiang's face.
Chen Xixiang saw that under this attack, the opponent directly struck with his sword. No matter how hard his fist was, he could not directly hit the sword blade.
But he didn't dodge this sword. Instead, he stepped forward, raised his palms, clenched his fists, and moved directly against the sword. Seeing Chen Xixiang's fist trying to hit his chest against the sword, Guo Jiaoyang immediately used his wrist. With a flick, the sword turned sideways, the blade flashed with cold light, and it was pulled forward, as if it had become a saw, pulling towards Chen Xixiang's fist and entire arm.
What I saw was a ferocious bloody mouth that was about to be pulled out!
Chen Xixiang puffed up his sleeves and exerted force on his abdomen, and then the entire sleeves turned up, making a hunting sound.
Hula~
His fist that broke into the sword body relaxed and turned into his palm, curling it towards the blade. He squeezed the hammer with his other hand and forced the cut.
"You want to catch the sword with your bare hands?" Guo Jiaoyang looked surprised at that moment, and then a fierce look flashed on his face. Since Chen Xixiang didn't want this hand anymore, he would not show mercy.
But just as he was about to cut off four fingers from Chen Xixiang's hand with a sharp thrust of his sword.
Whoops!
This fist turned into a palm, like an old country cow throwing out its tongue. With just a few curls and picks, it magically avoided the sharp edge of the sword and went directly to the hilt.
The magic skill of Naijin Kung Fu that can be used with bare hands - Ox Tongue Curling Grass Power!
"What!"
At that moment, Guo Jiaoyang's face turned ashen and his scalp felt numb for a moment.
A strong force had already come from his sword-holding wrist.
clang.
The sword was dropped.
Then at the same time, a hammer hit his abdomen.
"ah!"
In an instant, Guo Jiaoyang missed his sword and was hit by a punch. Veins popped out on his face. He howled in pain and bent over like a shrimp.
At this moment, Chen Xixiang grabbed Guo Jiaoyang's wrist with one hand and lifted his lower abdomen with the other hand. Then he twisted with all his strength and exploded like a terror. He threw both hands and it was a monument-breaking strike!
boom!
Guo Jiaoyang was thrown two meters high, reaching the height of the roof of the bungalow in the courtyard, and then landed hard on a water tank in the courtyard.
Click~wow~
There was a dense explosion of water splashing and the sound of the tank cracking.
Amid heavy crashing sounds.
Guo Jiaoyang immediately threw and dropped in such a terrifying way that all the bones in his body were shattered. His eyes were blurred, his lips were trembling, he opened his mouth and vomited a large mouthful of blood, and he was thrown to death.
Instantly.
In the atmosphere of silence that filled the whole place.
Suddenly I heard Chen Xixiang said:
"Although Brother Guo is very skilled in swordsmanship, he still has no foundation in boxing. Once you capture his sword at close range, it won't be worth mentioning. Now that he is gone, why don't you all come up and try it with me. "
