After fighting for a while, Guan Weiqing suddenly attacked a few swords, the speed was faster than before, so fast that I couldn't capture the trajectory of his sword, I could only see a heavy phantom, I couldn't help but panic, and then took a step back, and a large Guan knife slashed down against Guan Weiqing's sword.

If you want to compare changes, dexterity, and speed with him, I am not an opponent at all, there are two reasons, one is that my strength is not as good as the other party, and the other is that my weapon is a Daguan knife, which is too long and heavy, more powerful, but not dexterous enough.

If you are faster than Guan Weiqing, you will undoubtedly use your own shortcomings to match the other party's strengths and bring humiliation on yourself.

This time, it was able to give full play to the advantages of Daguan Dao, and it was also full of strength.

However, I immediately felt that something was wrong when I slashed out, and there seemed to be wind on the side.

I was shocked that his fast attack was just a false move, the purpose was to confuse me, in fact, others had already turned to my side.

Thinking of this, I hurriedly put away my knife and wanted to defend myself.

"Bang!"

At the moment when I put away the knife, I only felt a sharp pain in my wrist, but I was kicked by Guan Weiqing, my hand suddenly hurt, and I instinctively let go of my hand, and the Daguan knife flew into the air.

This time I competed with Guan Weiqing, even though I had made more adequate preparations, but the result was even more embarrassing than when I faced Zhu Shangrong.

I didn't even be able to bring out the essence of the Daguan Knife's knife technique, and the Daguan Knife was kicked away by Guan Weiqing.

When my Daguan knife flew into the air, there was a burst of surprise at the scene, and everyone didn't expect Guan Weiqing to kick my Daguan knife away.

The eldest princess screamed nervously, and the eldest prince patted his head, extremely depressed.

"Brother Kun wants to lose!"

Da Zhuang said.

"It's over, Xiao Kun has no hope."

Brother Yao was also extremely depressed.

The second prince Murong Hang showed a smug smile on his face, Yan Wangkun, I want you to be defeated today.

Guan Weiqing received instructions from the second prince, Murong Hang, to fight today, not only to defeat me, but also to humiliate me in public and discredit me.

So after kicking my Daguan knife, he didn't rush to a direct victory, but rushed up and slammed at me with one kick after another.

His leg skills are extremely solid, he came up and kicked me in the chest, I only felt a stuffy pain in my chest, took a few steps back, and before I could stand firmly, Guan Weiqing came up and kicked again, and I stepped back again.

In this way, he attacked me one kick after another, with just the right amount of speed, and every time he could give me a kick when I was still on my feet and before I could come to my senses.

This style of play has completely changed its nature unconsciously, and this competition seems to be no longer fighting for the position of the commander of the Shenwei Battalion, but a solo exhibition match of Guan Weiqing.

Seeing his such a sharp leg technique, Brother Yao couldn't help but sigh, such a leg technique, maybe only the eighth master is resurrected, and he will have a chance to compete with him.

My leg skills are also a small achievement, but after being dominated by a master like Guan Weiqing, there is no chance to play at all.

Every time, he was able to get ahead of me and turn my attacks into invisibility.

In an instant, I took more than ten kicks, and also retreated more than ten meters away from the place where the Daguan knife was knocked away, almost everyone on the scene thought that I had lost, even if I didn't understand martial arts, and I was weak, I could see that the strength of the two sides was not at the same level at all.

Guan Weiqing is too strong, and I am too weak, which also fits the situation that everyone estimated before the war.

The guards of the Shenwei Battalion pointed around and commented on Guan Weiqing's legs.

They said that Guan Weiqing really deserves to be the first master of the younger generation of Taipingguan, even if he abandons the sword and does not use it, he can completely up with his leg skills alone.

At this moment, Guan Weiqing was in the limelight, and all the praise was gathered on him.

In this imperial city, the Taiping Temple once again showed its edge.

As a disciple of Biyun Temple, Lichen and others felt very aggrieved, in their consciousness, Biyun Temple is the Taishan Beidou of the authentic martial arts world, and the Taiping Temple is not qualified to be compared with Biyun Temple, but the reality has slapped them in the face.

Their grievances are because I haven't gotten the true biography of the abbot yet, and they feel unfair and wronged when they lose to Guan Weiqing like this!

"Bang!"

Guan Weiqing kicked me again and swept at me fiercely.

This kick was more fierce and faster than before, like a big axe sweeping towards me.

The leg skills are practiced to the extreme, for example, the eighth master, the legs are like a pair of big axes, and the offensive is powerful and powerful, like a storm and waves, which makes it difficult for people to resist.

The eighth master's previous record, in the underground boxing arena of Liangchuan City, no one can break it, the average knockout opponent will never exceed three minutes, and he will maintain a full victory, what a scenery it is.

This also proves from the side that the leg skills are practiced to the extreme, and they will not be worse than other kung fu in the slightest.

This Guan Weiqing has not yet reached the realm of the eighth master, after all, the eighth master specializes in leg skills, and he focuses on the sword, so his leg skills can only be regarded as shaped, but he has not yet reached the real peak realm.

But even so, I couldn't stand the kick.

Although I felt his legs sweeping, but as before, I couldn't respond at all, I only felt the black shadow in front of me flicker, and there was a loud buzzing sound in my head, and the picture in front of me was flipped, and the whole person fell.

"Plop!"

I slammed to the ground, my head groggy and my vision blurred.

There was a sensation all around, and most of the people were applauding and cheering for Guan Weiqing.

The swordsmanship and leg skills are all top-notch, and Guan Weiqing proved himself in today's fight against me, and he was recognized by everyone.

He kicked me down, did not continue to attack, smiled slightly, looked around, and couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in his chest, and then looked at me on the ground, but his face was full of pride and disdain.

He said lightly: "Brother Kun, do you want to come again?" ”

I shook my head hard, the picture in my eyes gradually became clearer, and Guan Weiqing's face became clearer.

His look like that I can't stand it, disdain? Despise me?

It's been a long time since I've been looked at like this.

Even if the difference in strength is obvious, even if I know that if I get up, the biggest possibility is to be knocked down by the other party again, and then fall down in a more humiliating way, but I still don't want to give in, and I refuse to give in.

Even if I want to lose, I have to lose beautifully, and I must not be ashamed.

Moreover, I would love to beat him in the face, beat him into a pig's head, and see if he is still so arrogant.

I gritted my teeth, endured the sharp pain on my body because of being beaten by Guan Weiqing just now, and got up little by little.

Seeing that I still refused to admit defeat and had to fight again, the scene became a sensation.

"He's going to fight again?"

"Forget it, it's impossible to win if you get up again, just admit defeat."

"The skills are not as good as others, and it is also a good man to go back to practice hard for a few years to find a field back, why bother?"

Hearing these voices, whether they are kind or sarcastic, there is only one kind of unyielding and stubbornness in my heart.

The more invincible the opponent, the more it inspires my fighting spirit.

The more impossible things are, the more I have to do them.

Guan Weiqing saw me struggling to get up, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a cold smile.

He wants me to stand up again, and then he can abuse me and humiliate me as much as he wants, so as to avenge the Taiping Temple for being killed by several masters in a row.

A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, but his gaze was cold and vicious, like a poisonous snake hiding in the shadows.

"Brother Kun still doesn't admit defeat? Okay, I appreciate Brother Kun, for the sake of fairness, you don't have a Daguan knife, and I don't need a sword, let's divide our fists and feet. ”

Guan Weiqing was bound to win, so in front of the queen, the first assistant, and the cabinet ministers, he once again made a generous gesture.

The result is the same, so why not show off your demeanor?

With that, he threw his sword backhandedly backwards.

With a bang, the sword was unmistakably inserted into the scabbard in the hand of the guard of the Kamui Battalion who helped him hold the scabbard, revealing his hand again, shaking the audience again.

Shoufu praised: "This Guan Weiqing's strength is only afraid that it is not worse than that of Hou Ye." ”

Another cabinet minister nodded and said, "He may only lack fire and experience, what a genius." ”

The conversation between Shousuke and the cabinet minister fell into Guan Weiqing's ears, and Guan Weiqing once again showed a proud smile.