Chapter 192: A Knife That Can't Wait Anymore
Langhua sneered: "It's true, the duel is like this, but the problem is, the duel that this gentleman is talking about is a duel with life and death hatred, and more duels are just to test martial arts, and there are many cases where it is better to say that it is better, right?" ”
Xiao Meiniang also said: "Exactly, just like this competition in front of the king, everyone has no hatred, and they are all talents that Zhao Guo wants to use, do you have to die?" What do you mean? Think Zhao has too many talents? ”
The ghost lady smiled: "Yes, are you sure this gentleman is not a spy of the Qin State?" ”
Yue Zhenshan was furious, his elegance was lost, and he sneered: "Bold! You sinners dare to talk nonsense! One day, the old man will be your commander, and you will practice hundreds of postures well, so that you and others can also learn the virtue of men and women. ”
And this sounds like it is about training the military formation, but its true meaning is needless to say.
Confucianism is like this, full of benevolence and morality built on the evil way, although many of these benevolence and morality are extremely sinister, its way, Gen is not the way of heaven, but the evil way, but on the surface it can confuse people, at least to cover up its viciousness, and even make it seem to be very high, just like out of the mud and not stained, but many times it will not be able to control the nature of the exudation, especially some arrogant Confucians.
"Needless to say!" Zhao Wangdan waved his hand, only his eyes fell on Zhang Jingtao's face, revealing a cruel smile, and said, "What does Zhang Zheng think?" ”
If you say this, it shows that the two of them want to fight for life and death.
The excitement of everyone in the hall was aroused again, and they were all talking.
Zhang Jingtao looked at it, and saw that he was pulling the Miao Camellia to talk on the side, Zhao Min gave himself a very strange look, made a three-point gesture, and signaled Xiao Hurricane.
These three points, of course, mean three o'clock in the evening.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Jingtao felt more confident in his heart.
Xiao Hurricane was even more excessively than he thought, and he didn't care about the possible duel the next day, and played very late, playing until three o'clock in the evening.
This should be the reason why Xiao Hurricane has been going wrong recently, and he needs to vent very much.
Of course, all this is not going well because of his Zhang Zheng's existence.
Zhao Min's strange look that seemed to be smiling at him was for this reason.
In Zhao Min's mind, at least after this Xiao Hurricane made such a fuss, or his physical strength was not as good as his Zhang Zheng.
Although even so, Zhang Zheng may still not be Xiao Hurricane's opponent, but at least, he should be able to barely fight.
After all, Zhao Min had tried his martial arts and knew that there were merits.
Xiao Hurfeng didn't know what Zhang Jingtao was thinking, his eyes were full of ridicule, he didn't think there was a problem with going to bed later, he had always had this confidence.
As long as you say that you are strong in the duel, it will inevitably make this one lose his square inch due to anger, right?
Or at least hearing about it in a duel will give you a certain shock to your mind, right?
After all, this Zhang Zheng shouted a lot to Miao Camellia in the garden yesterday: "You are mine." The words on the collar also have this mentality.
Today, this little grasshopper who always makes trouble for himself will die in his own hands, right?
The smile on the corner of Xiao Fengfeng's mouth was even more.
Zhang Jingtao also glanced at Xiao Hurricane, he had expected this matter, and the threat to Xiao Hurfeng had never been less hostile and angry, and he hugged his fists and said: "But a fight!" ”
"Good!" Zhao Wangdan smashed a wine glass on the ground, and said menacingly: "Strong! This is indeed how my Zhao warriors should be! ”
Zhang Jingtao took a deep breath, and Xiao Liangfeng was about to end.
However, the Venerable Master Kimguang said, "In my opinion, this battle should be fought in the dueling school, and this banquet hall should not be destroyed." ”
And this is a bit exaggerated, but it is true that the banquet hall is not a place for fighting.
"That's how it should be!" Zhao Wangdan nodded, and everyone moved to the school field.
The school field is very large, and there are high platform seats all around, but there are not too many, Xiao Hurry rushed to enter the school field, but was stopped by the Venerable Jin Guang to speak.
Zhang Jingtao rushed in and occupied the west.
After he stood still, Xiao Hurricane could only stand opposite him, otherwise, he would be timid, and at this moment, it was afternoon, and Xiao Hurricane could only face the dazzling sun.
Xiao Fengfeng was furious and glared at the Venerable Jin Guang fiercely.
The Venerable Jin Guang seemed to know that he was wrong, so he took the seven disciples and sat down on the seat behind Xiao Hurricane.
The rest of the people went to the North and South Platforms, so that they could see the movements of the two clearly, although as the battle began, it was likely that the two were out of place after that.
After the duel was all ready, Zhao Wangdan said: "The competition begins!" ”
The audience was silent, silently waiting for the killing to begin.
Moon Rabbit's face became a little pale, leaned on Xiao Meiniang, and said in a trembling voice: "He won't lose, right?" ”
"He's in a good position, so he shouldn't lose." Xiao Meiniang's hands were clenched tightly.
Everyone in the death camp was confused, but they had to watch.
In the field, Xiao Hurricane's hair was scattered at will, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he slowly pulled out a straight knife, his momentum was calm, the man's taste was full, and there was a strong male oppressive force, like a storm coming.
When Zhang Jingtao came out, he deliberately put on an outer hurdle.
At this moment, he stood tall, lifted off the outer barrier with one hand, and casually threw it aside, dressed in a blue and white samurai uniform, with a tall posture, heroic and extraordinary, partial to the book, and the momentum was elegant and sparse, as if there was a breeze around him.
Because in his opinion, momentum is very important, although this action is small, but it is also to enhance his momentum.
The ladies and gentlemen on the stage all sighed a pity, because both of them were enough to make the girl fall in love.
The corners of Xiao Fengfeng's mouth hooked.
Breezy and cloudy?
Don't be so weak that the wind blows you away.
Although the two did not move, everyone strongly felt the contrast between movement and stillness, forming a tense pressure that made people breathless.
Xiao Qifeng only felt that Zhang Jingtao should be a void foot, so he could only brake quietly, he moved, drew his sword, and rushed forward.
Zhang Jingtao looked at the figure, and in the leap, every time his shoulders shook differently, his shoulders shook, and what he saw was the other party's fierce evil smile.
But I don't know where the other party's knife is!
Zhang Jingtao's heart was terrified, and at this moment, he knew that Xiao Hurricane was not in vain.
Drawing the sword, the holy master walked in a ghost step, turned around, and suddenly took out the knife, turning the tide with one move.
This move, the power of rotation is fully displayed, if Xiao Hurricane is a violent wind that comes from all four abuses, then Zhang Jingtao is a tornado hurricane that runs through the heavens and the earth.
Both of them were in such a hurry that they quickly drew their knives.
The cold lightning flashed, so fast that no one could see clearly, and the two staggered.
The audience was applauded, and those ladies and ladies were even more shocked and screamed, just because the two heart-warming men seemed to want jade damage on the spot and were entangled and crazy, but this duel did not stop them, they only forced themselves to watch it.
But Chen Jiaqi's pretty face is extremely serious.
Because of this knife, it was actually caused by Zhang Jingtao's lack of composure to play defensive counterattacks.