Beside the Tianchi, there is a white snow-white pond, young people are facing off against each other on the bank, the romance is returning to the tide, life is very proud!
The world's literati warriors, the third rank and twelve ranks: the lower rank, the third rank, can drive birds, break the wind, shake trees, and knock down horses; the middle rank, the third rank, can remove armor, push monuments, destroy cities, and bring about objects; the upper rank, the third rank, can live forever, move heaven and earth , Yushu, Tongxuan.
Those who have mastered the mysticism can transform themselves into gods and achieve supreme immortality!
Fu Wen sat next to the desk, sorted out the order of martial arts realms, looked back, and had an idea: Yes!
"Hey, my brother Sun Zhen, come and save my pawns!"
Fu Wen pretended to be pitiful and called out Sun Zhen who was in the realm of pushing monuments.
According to his understanding, the remaining four members of the opponent's lineup are two to push the monument and two to remove the armor. If Liu Yi sends a warrior in the realm of pushing the monument to fight against Sun Zhen, the remaining three of his own will be two to remove the armor, and the remaining players of the opponent will be Two armors are removed and one is pushed, the advantage is still in one's hand.
If Liu Yi is a warrior in the armor-removing realm, and his pawn is rescued, the opponent pushes two monuments and removes armor, and he has the same object and two armor-removing, and he can still get a win, a loss, and a draw.
Fu Wen's abacus was exquisite.
Since you, Liu Yi, want Tian Ji to race a horse, I will use your strategy to your advantage!
After Fu Wen finished speaking, Sun Zhen, the weak-headed young man who was dragged aboard Fu Wen's pirate ship in a daze, staggered toward the formation, dragging a long-handled octagonal gilt hammer.
When everyone looked at her, they saw that Sun Zhen had a fair face, a slightly plump face, round eyes, a straight nose, a full chin, and a body like an ordinary person. She was wearing a thick linen shirt. At a glance, she looked just like an ordinary young man.
But if you look carefully, you will see that Sun Zhen is still a little different from ordinary young people. The octagonal gilt hammer he dragged behind him was deeply sunk in the snow. Every step he took, the sound of the hammer rubbing against the gravel under the snow made a squeaking sound. The crunching sound reached everyone's eardrums. Come to think of it, this octagonal gilt hammer must weigh at least a hundred pounds. m.
Looking at Sun Zhen's expression, she is actually calm and composed, without any pretense. It has to be said that this is a ruthless character who can stand up to a tripod.
When Sun Zhen appeared, Fu Wen was determined and threatened Liu Yi, saying, "Brother Liu, this brother of mine is a powerful character. When I first met him, he ate a piglet by himself. He has a huge appetite. Look." Behind you are a bunch of small fish and shrimps. If my brother doesn't have enough to eat, he will get angry, and then you and I will suffer."
Fu Wen smiled slyly, "Why don't you, Brother Liu, give me another son?"
Without waiting for Liu Yi's reply, Fu Wen's eyes lit up and he reached out to touch the small soldier that was about to cross the river, but Liu Yi knocked it away with his quick eyes and hands.
"Players of chess must wait until the end of the game to win or lose. Brother Fu, you and I are only halfway through the chess game. Why are you anxious?" When he met his opponent in chess, Liu Yi's brows showed a hint of excitement and sarcasm as he smiled and said, "Wang Dali, come out to meet him." guest!"
Looking at Wang Dali, whose muscles were bulging and holding a big ax upside down, Fu Wen and Liu Yi stopped their chess at the same time and looked sideways.
This time, we have to be serious!
Seeing Wang Dali walking out slowly, Sun Zhen slammed the octagonal gilt hammer on the ground. The snow and rocks flew away, and a deep pit was created in the ground.
Afterwards, Sun Zhen raised her eyes and nose to the sky, her face was expressionless, she raised her hands and reported, "Sun Zhen, in the realm of pushing monuments, the name of the weapon is the octagonal gilded hammer, and there is no ranking in the martial arts spectrum."
Wang Dali, who had just entered the country, was full of arrogance and his voice was as loud as a bell, "Wang Dali is in the realm of pushing monuments, and his weapon is the Xuanhua Kaishan Axe, which is unranked in the world of weapons."
After announcing their names, the two of them were speechless.
The water and sky were vast, and everyone inside and outside the court held their breath and concentrated. Liu Yi and Fu Wen didn't even dare to blink their eyes, looking closely at the rising waves and the disappearing clouds.
Sun Zhen was the first to finish gathering her strength, and when she saw him grunting, he was still carrying the octagonal gilded hammer in one hand as if he had just appeared, and like a fierce bull, he charged towards Wang Dali.
Wang Dali was well aware that the young man was gifted and did not want to use force against force, so he placed the ax diagonally in front of his chest, lowered his lower body, and his muscles were bulging like hills. He put on a defensive posture, intending to test the opponent's approach first. And then there was a defensive counterattack.
Although Sun Zhen was carrying a heavy weapon, he was walking like the wind. In an instant, he was already bullied. When he was three feet away from Wang Dali, he saw that his inner energy was surging, the veins in his right arm popped out, and he suddenly exerted force, and the gilded hammer was struck by him. He suddenly swung the octagonal gilt hammer up to his waist. Sun Zhen held his right hand with his left hand, using his thigh as the root. He and the gilt hammer rotated at the same time, rolling toward Wang Dali like a small whirlwind.
Wang Dali has served as the county guard in Huaxing County for many years and is very experienced in the arena. Seeing that Sun Zhen's offensive was completed, he could not block this powerful and heavy hammer, so he clenched his fists and tightened his fists again. Holding the big ax, he leaned back and immediately rolled away, hiding far away.
Although the young Sun Zhen was full of energy and blood, the 'little whirlwind' move, which he had learned by himself, was very energy-consuming. If he missed a hit, he would immediately slow down and stop, thus reducing his energy consumption.
Wang Dali was born into a poor family. Since he started practicing martial arts, no one has ever given him any magic elixir. The reason why he is where he is today is all due to his self-enlightenment and talent, as well as his astute personality that is as wise as a fool.
Seeing that Sun Zhen had just stabilized her body, Wang Dali took advantage of the opportunity before Sun Zhen could turn around and stood up. He quickly approached and lifted the ax from the right side until it was level with his hips, and swept the ax upward and to the right.
Sun Zhen was also very smart and immediately rolled away when she heard the news.
Unexpectedly, Wang Dali's move was a false move. He groaned dullly, suddenly poured out his strength, stopped the upward momentum of the ax, took a step forward, faced Sun Zhen, and slashed downwards to the left. Sun Zhen struck again. Rolling sideways.
Little did everyone know that Wang Dali's move was a false move!
Seeing the veins popping up in his arms, he shouted loudly, stopped the axe, turned the handle of the ax with both hands, swiped hard to the right, and hit Sun Zhen in the ribs.
This move was done in one go and was very tricky, really shocking others.
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As the old saying goes, those who practice martial arts only practice "strength" and "skills".
In terms of "strength", what we seek is divine power that exceeds the opponent's ability. If your moves are one step faster, my defense will be two steps stronger than yours. If you can lift a hundred catties, I can carry a thousand catties or ten thousand catties. Win or lose. In critical moments, life and death, it depends purely on strength. Whether it is external hard skills or martial arts internal skills, the way to victory is the same: I am stronger than you.
But when it comes to the "skills" of martial arts, they are unparalleled moves and techniques to deceive opponents.
You want to go left, but I can trick you into going right. You want to go right, but I can fool you into going left. When your moves are fully anticipated by me, no matter how fast, hard, or powerful your moves are, No matter how strong I am, I can predict the enemy's attack first, overwhelm him without overpowering him, and achieve victory easily. With this martial arts training, even a three-year-old child holding a thin needle can defeat a strong man's heavy hammer.
For this word "skill", all sects and sects in the world practice hard to lure the enemy with false moves, hoping to deceive the opponent. But no one can reach the supreme state.
Now look at Wang Dali, he has almost perfectly integrated "power" and "skill".
People can’t help but sigh: Wang Dali has a bright future!
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Closer to home, in the eyes of the onlookers, the mountain-opening ax in Wang Dali's hand was like the boning knife in the butcher's hand, and Sun Zhen was like a fat pig on the chopping board. If this hit hit, Sun Zhen's body bones would be intact. They were cut into fine pieces by Wang Dali.
Liu Yi secretly cheered in his heart, while Fu Wen clenched his fists in his sleeves. He decided that as long as Sun Zhen's life was in slight danger, he would immediately admit defeat.
After all, the purpose of his trip south to the Han Dynasty was just for the Qin Chong. Now that the purpose has been achieved, the ownership of the dragon ball is the icing on the cake. A century-old plan is people-oriented. There is no need to break your wings here for a broken bead.
In the field, Sun Zhen, who was lying on the ground with his legs half sitting, had nowhere to dodge. In the crisis, he could only block immediately with his hammer.
The mountain ax struck the handle of the octagonal gilt hammer, and the harsh sound of gold weapons was heard. Everyone present couldn't help but cover their ears.
Wang Dali was also a hard-line martial artist, and he struck with all his strength. Although this move was blocked by Sun Zhen, it caused his internal organs to burn like fire.
The experienced Wang Dali did not give Sun Zhen any chance to breathe. Seeing that Sun Zhen was at a disadvantage, he immediately turned the handle of the axe. After cutting the mouth of the axe, he used his hips to bring his waist and his arms to his belt, and reversed the trend and turned around with his backhand. , the ax shaft carried the ax head, and struck Sun Zhen in the chest with great force.
Faced with the fierce attack, Sun Zhen, who was half-crouched, could not get up or hide. She could only block it with a side hammer. The ax hammer clanged on Sun Zhen's chest. Sun Zhen was so shocked that her mouth trembled and her sleeves flew. It was painful. He bared his teeth.
After the blow was blocked by Sun Zhen, Wang Dali moved his backhand into a forehand, pulled back the ax stick, and turned around. In the process, he turned his head and swept towards Sun Zhen's back. Sun Zhen didn't even have a chance to breathe. She immediately turned around, pulled the hammer head, and withstood the blow with only her arm strength.
On the battlefield, every inch of ground must be fought for. Wang Dali won the upper hand and refused to give up. With enough strength, he kept turning left and right with his ax, attacking like a gust of wind and rain, and repeatedly launched fierce attacks on Sun Zhen's back and chest.
Wang Dali's moves were powerful and powerful, and Sun Zhen was blocking left and right, unable to cope with them. His palms gradually became swollen, and when he received the moves, he gradually became unable to cope with them, and gradually showed signs of defeat.
Wang Dali's idea at this time was very simple. He had just broken through. Although the opponent was a young man, he had been in the country for a long time. There was a gap in endurance and strength between him and the opponent. Although his repeated use of this move was a bit rogue, on the battlefield, no matter whether you use a sword or a sword, winning is the most important thing. If you can consume one point of Sun Zhen's energy, your chances of winning will be greater.
Faced with Wang Dali's continuous tiger tail sweeps, Sun Zhen, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, was extremely tormented.
When a martial artist exerts force, the most important thing is to use the legs to bring the waist, and the belt to the arms, interlocking them, and then continuing.
Sun Zhen was sitting on the ground, unable to exert any strength on her legs or waist. Under Wang Dali's powerful axe, she could only rely on her arm strength to support her. Her body felt like it could not be penetrated into the sea, and she was going backwards.
At this moment, Sun Zhen's trembling from the tiger's mouth at the beginning has turned into a huge trembling in both arms. If this continues, it will be a matter of time before she runs out of energy and gives up.
Seeing that the situation was getting tighter and tighter, Fu Wen, who was watching the battle again, couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat. He couldn't help but sigh to himself: The rivers and lakes are more dangerous than the temples. One wrong step will lead to an abyss!
Sun Zhen initially underestimated the enemy, which led to her current passive situation.
This is really true: Ling Bo does not cross Hengtang Road, but the flying wind blows towards the valley!
Some people died, but not completely...
