Just because of Song Jue's whim, Shen Haolin and Shen Cha were kicked off the shelves, and such an arena was opened inexplicably.
As for who is the champion of this arena, Song Jue put forward his own idea, let the two of them fight, and the one who wins will be the champion to accept the challenge of those soldiers who want to compete.
Although Song Jue proposed this, and Shen Haolin and Shen Cha agreed on the surface, the two of them were not very willing to waste time on such boring things, so they made a tacit decision to shock the onlookers. Group of people, let them retreat when faced with difficulties.
Shen Cha took off her cloak and handed it to Mei Zhu, pulled out the long whip wrapped around her waist, curled her lips at Shen Haolin, and took the lead in attacking before her brother could get out of his stance.
Shen Haolin had already expected that she would take her by surprise and change her previous style, so he was wary of her and accurately predicted the direction of her whip, and easily dodged the first whip.
"Oh, Xiaocha is really playing!" Bai Meng touched his chin and stared at the two people who were fighting, "This whip is very powerful! If it really hits people, half of them will My shoulders are all broken."
"Yeah!" Song Qiyun echoed from the side, "The few times Sister Xiaocha appeared on the battlefield, Liao soldiers and Jin soldiers thought she was a girl and wanted to surround her, but they whipped her around and she was seriously injured even if she died. .”
This whip was like a show of force. Shen Cha could hit it with one strike without pointing. She was not surprised at all when Shen Haolin dodged it.
After Shen Haolin dodged the whip, before she could draw out the second whip, he jumped up and arrived in front of Shen Cha.
When Shen Cha saw Shen Haolin approaching, she just raised her eyebrows slightly. She held her long whip and resisted Shen Haolin's attack with one hand.
The two people were extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, they had already executed more than thirty moves, but it seemed that they were just dismantling moves and had no real meaning.
The onlookers only saw two black figures spinning around and around in front of them. Even though these two figures were still spinning, the onlookers already felt dizzy.
Song Jue looked confused and couldn't understand what they were doing. He could only poke Song Qiyun beside him and asked, "What are these two people doing? Running around in circles? Drawing territory?"
"Ha!" Song Qiyun sneered, "These two people are full of bad intentions. They are demonstrating!"
"Protest?" When Song Qiyun said this, Song Jue became even more confused. "Who are you demonstrating with? The other party? They are so familiar with each other that they don't need to demonstrate?"
Song Qiyun glanced at Song Jue with disgust, "Of course it's you who are here, and you..." He pointed at Bai Meng, and then at the people around him, "And they demonstrated, didn't you say so? You must train the imperial troops and patrol battalions well, and don’t let them embarrass you.”
"Can you make it more clear?" Song Jue's eyes became more distracted. "You mean, they are not competing or sparring now, but showing off to us their true strength?"
"Absolutely!" Song Qiyun nodded, "Don't worry, it's just the beginning, the good ones are yet to come!" He looked around and saw several long knives on the weapons shelf behind him, so he walked over and picked up one. , weighed it, and walked back carrying it. "Let Brother Haolin make do with it later. It's better than his own."
Song Jue and Bai Meng looked at each other and sighed at the same time. They had stayed in the palace for too long and couldn't even understand the martial arts competition.
In the short time they were talking, Shen Haolin and Shen Cha had already passed more than fifty moves. The soldiers of the Forbidden Army and the patrol camp all maintained their open-mouthed expressions, while the soldiers of the Shen Family Army who stayed at the Forbidden Army's station, Their expressions were still very indifferent. They had seen this scene too many times. The two of them would fight every once in a while. The style was different every time and they could play new tricks.
"Brother!" Shen Cha bared his teeth at Shen Haolin, "Are you ready to fight my whip with your bare hands?"
"Of course..." Shen Haolin smiled, "No way!" He jumped back, kept a certain distance from Shen Cha, and waved towards Song Qiyun, "Xiaoyun!"
"Come on!" Song Qiyun had been waiting for Shen Haolin's call. He threw the long knife forward and said, "Catch it!"
Shen Haolin jumped towards the direction of the long knife, grabbed the handle, and slashed in the direction of Shen Cha as quickly as possible.
As soon as the two men's weapons came out, the fight was in chaos.
People who were relatively close to the two of them quickly stepped back to give them enough space, lest they accidentally get hit by their swords and whips and suffer unreasonable disasters.
Bai Meng touched his chin, frowned slightly, and sighed softly, "Is this their true strength?"
"Not yet!" Song Qiyun shook his head and extended a slap of his own, "At most 50%, they will never try their best during the competition. If that is the case, it will be life and death."
"That's right. Whether it's Lord Ying or Deputy Commander Qin, they are all generals who fought hard on the battlefield. They all fight with life-threatening tactics." Bai Meng understood Song Qiyun's meaning very well, "It's just that what are the two of them going to fight? When is the end? According to their way of fighting, you can't tell the winner even in the dark, right?" He looked at Song Jue, who was watching the competition attentively, and whispered to Song Qiyun, "These two... can't fight. Is that the idea?"
Song Qiyun also glanced at Song Jue and nodded slightly towards Bai Meng, "In all likelihood, this is the plan. If no one dares to challenge them, this arena will naturally cease to exist."
"It's a good idea." Bai Meng chuckled, "There is no point in setting up this thing in the first place. Think about it, no one would dare to go up even if you don't have such a skill... Hey, Xiaocha's long whip is wrapped around On Haolin's long sword, is this... going to determine the winner?"
Song Qiyun also saw this scene, frowning slightly, staring at them intently.
Shen Haolin, who was entangled in the long whip, did not panic. He followed Shen Cha's strength and reached in front of the opponent. He suddenly took off the long knife and opened his hands to grab Shen Cha's shoulders.
Shen Cha didn't expect that her brother would be so shameless and actually throw away her weapon. She quickly took a few steps back, but because the whip in her hand was wrapped around the knife, her retreat speed was relatively slow. Without any hindrance, Shen Haolin seized the opportunity.
"I lost!" Feeling a tap on his shoulder, Shen Cha stopped retreating and smiled at Shen Haolin.
"It's not easy to win against you!" Shen Haolin took out his handkerchief and wiped the beads of sweat from Shen Cha's forehead, took the cloak from Mei Zhu, put it on Shen Cha, and held her long whip He took off the long knife, took her hand and walked to the crowd of onlookers, "Who will challenge?"
"The Duke is mighty! The General is mighty!" Hundreds of people waved their hands at the same time, "We don't dare challenge, we really don't!"
