Tang Wen has never had the experience of comparing blades with others, or using knives. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

As a master of knife skills, he is also confident, and neatly threw off his trench coat and threw it to his girlfriend. Smiled in her worried and reproachful eyes, and whispered, "Don't worry, it'll be over in a few minutes." ”

The brown-clothed men in the courtyard retreated in a low voice, making way for the two of them to come out.

The blue-faced man is called Gesang Langjie, and he asked Tang Wen to call him Langjie, which is also the characteristic of the names here, and the first two words are common to both men and women. The last two words can only be heard by men and women. For example, Gesang Langjie and Gesang Zhuoma. If you call Gesang, I'm afraid you can't tell who you're calling.

Lang Jie pulled out a long stick, about the thickness of a duck's egg, from the shelf, and painted red and blue on one end. Apparently this is a single-headed stick.

At this time, Tang Wen, who had already drawn out his double knives and turned over the knife flowers in advance, was a little embarrassed, because he saw Lang Jie holding a long stick sideways, and then he remembered that this man was afraid that he was practicing at half past six. A single-headed stick, seven and a half feet long, with both elasticity and weight, it is definitely a heavy stick. This time, he was a little too big with a knife in one hand.

Woo, woo!

Lang Jie put one end of his hands, and the head of the stick sounded. Six-and-a-half stick, get up, salute the teacher!

"Be careful!"

Lang Jie let out a low snort, and the head of the stick shook Tang Wen's shoulder.

Tang Wen turned sideways slightly, and the right knife smashed on the head of the stick, and the knife and stick bounced away. A smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and it was not difficult to feel the strength. Lang Jie, a man on the plateau, kept his hands and didn't have much strength.

The long stick was knocked open, slammed in the air, and swept again with great force.

He sealed the knife vertically with his right hand, and smashed it with the back of the knife with his left hand. Blocked again, and took two quick steps forward to get closer. However, Lang Jie reacted very quickly, and retreated and smashed the stick.

This move is too powerful, and Tang Wen is too disadvantaged to block it. You can only back away and pull out of his attack range...

After a few more back-and-forths, both sides were tempting.

Tang Wen was surprised to notice that Lang Jie was probably a man with actual combat experience. And his own problem is that he has almost no experience in dealing with the enemy, and his way of dealing with it is very simple.

After thinking about it, he took two steps back and jumped out of the martial arts circle.

The man in brown and the crowd of spectators sighed, thinking that he was cowardly. Twittered and said cool words: "Where are you playing with two knives, it doesn't work!"

"If I just withdraw in these two moments, I can go up and compare... The Japanese sword master also instructed our buddies!"

"Take it down, you can't sell the knife to him, right?"

“......”

Zhou Xiaoyu glanced at them lightly, pursed his lips, and there was contempt in his eyes.

Tang Wen came to the distance of five or six steps in front of the knife holder, and his left hand was bent and vertical, and there was a loud sound. The silver knife was inserted straight into the scabbard on the shelf like a white sword!

The broken-mouthed spectators were shocked for two seconds, looking at each other with a little red on their faces.

"Get rid of the knife!" Lang Jie blurted out as he looked at the trembling knife rack.

Coming to the knife rack, in the puzzled eyes of everyone, Tang Wen reached out and picked up the other scabbard. The knife was also sheathed, and he turned around and came to the field. He smiled at Lang Jie, "Be careful! I'm going to be serious." ”

Lang Jie nodded, his face excited.

In the past few months, Tang Wen has been wandering in Wang Shan's martial arts hall and has somewhat understood all kinds of martial arts. He found that Zhang Tong's close leaning was particularly powerful, especially his left shoulder, and when he leaned on his shoulders and shook his shoulders, the wall would vibrate.

Zhang Tong explained that this is called a trick to eat all over the world. When I was young, I competed with others, and basically seized the opportunity to come so suddenly. Properly able to lay the victory! After a hundred trials, he was invincible, and he also fought for the name of an iron elbow and copper shoulder.

The things in the martial arts hall are very miscellaneous, and now the knives, guns, and sticks are a little involved, and they are used as gimmicks to promote hobbies! Tang Wen also likes the Tang knife very much, and he combines Zhang Tong's experience, and when he has time, he only ponders one of the styles in the knife technique, that is, the knife drawing technique!

It's a bit embarrassing to say, or a little strange, but the sword drawing technique is just a knife technique similar to a slash. But it relied on a certain feeling, and this feeling could only be found when he held the scabbard in his hand, even if he was a master of swordsmanship, he could not use it without the scabbard swinging the knife in the air.

There was a gust of wind on the ground, and the stick came directly as a chest point.

The gun is afraid of bobbleheads, and the stick is afraid of points.

If this time it is solid, the force area is so small, and the bone laceration and bruise are light.

Tang Wen turned sideways, holding the knife in both hands and pressing it down. The long stick sank, and he pushed the knife directly down the blade and went up.

His thinking is very clear, the long stick is against the knife, and if the long stick is far away, the knife will only be beaten. But once you deceive yourself and make the long stick unwielded, then the one who uses the knife will win.

Seeing that Tang Wen was about to get close, Lang Jie took two steps back and pressed the stick, and the knife pressed on the stick was bounced. He swept with a stick, and the momentum sank, trying to force Tang Wen out.

Tang Wen's eyes narrowed, he staggered back and forth under his feet, and turned his body to face the swept stick. When the stick roared in front of him, his right hand was raised violently, and a silvery-white brilliance bloomed in the scabbard, and the knives and sticks were intertwined. Lang Jie suddenly felt that the stick was light, and the long stick suddenly swept in front of Tang Wen.

He was shocked to find that the head of the stick had been cut by this knife for more than half a meter!

He was shocked, and his center of gravity was unstable. Tang Wen had already stepped over.

Lang Jie hurriedly retracted his strength and returned his hand, so that the stick smashed down his head!

Tang Wen chuckled, stretched out his hand and raised it diagonally, and the knife was retracted and pulled. The long stick in Langjie's hand was cut off again, and he slammed the stick to the ground.

Where would Tang Wen let go of this opportunity, the long knife buzzed out of its sheath, groaning softly in the wind, and by the time Lang Jie reacted, the tip of the knife had already pointed at his throat.

The courtyard was silent, long knives glittering in the sun.

Knowing that Lang Jie dropped the stick with a snap, everyone reacted. I don't know who took the lead, and the first to applaud!

Tang Wen put away the knife, looked at Lang Jie, who was still shocked, and said with a smile: "Your knife is very good, otherwise I wouldn't be so easy." ”

Lang Jie shook his head, looked at the three-knotted stick on the ground, and said, "This is a heavy log that can be cut with an axe, put it on the ground, and it will bounce up if you cut the stick with a knife... You're really, really powerful..."

At this time, the eyes of the other people in the courtyard looking at Tang Wen were filled with a kind of magic. After all, martial arts are already too far away from ordinary people. After a while, they felt that Tang Wen had a bit of mystery on him.

Master Balu, who was sharpening the knife just now, wiped his hands with a blue towel and walked over, gave a thumbs up to Tang Wen, and spoke Tibetan.

Lang Jie translated: "Uncle thinks that a master like you is worthy of our sword! You are the third person he has ever seen who can make a knife......

Tang Wen was a little surprised, he didn't expect that he had seen other people who knew swordsmanship. But looking at Master Balu's weather-beaten face, he was also relieved. A few compliments on his knife-making skills, a smile on his face.

Obviously, Tang Wen's praise as a 'swordsman' made him happier than other people's money.