Zhang Xiaowu deliberately turned around and said to everyone: "Don't laugh at my ugly walking posture, because most of the Tatars walk like this, they were born on horseback and sheep on the back of cattle since they were children, so that their legs have been riding horses for a long time and their hips are deformed, but because they must clamp their legs when riding a horse, they look like a circle." Last time I took Miss Tao to explore the Tartar barracks at night, Miss Tao also disguised herself as a Tartar soldier, Miss Tao, you show everyone how to walk? ”

Tao Zhiruo immediately ran to the side in anger and ignored this guy.

Wang Xiaojian looked at the poisonous lady, and then at Zhang Xiaowu, and said in his heart, could it be that there is any story between them? At this time, I saw Zhang Xiaowu handing over a waist knife, so he happily took it.

"Wow! It's heavy! It is heavier than the waist knife used by the yamen. ”

Wang Xiaojian used to catch heads, and he used a waist knife weighing four catties and four taels, but now he used a waist knife of two catties and six taels, and he waved it for a while before he gradually adapted. When he saw Zhang Xiaowu turning the waist knife in his right hand, he couldn't help but be very interested, and he also learned from him to turn the knife, but he accidentally fell to the ground. He was embarrassed to step forward and say, "General, how did you do this?" ”

Zhang Xiaowu said: "Without him, practice makes perfect, practice wrist strength and arm strength." ”

Zhu Wushuang happened to come over, her waist sword was wrapped around the hidden weapon, obviously quite satisfied with her new secret weapon, she pouted and said, "It's just a flower job." The reason why he was selected into the list of twenty people was entirely because he stole Zhang Xiaowu's hairpin and made a contribution to the Jianghu people, so Wang Xiaojian had no choice but to allow him to be included in it. However, everyone felt that she was useless, and they wanted to protect her, and when they saw her coming, they laughed and said: "The heroine has become called Hanako." ”

"Even if it's called Hanako, this girl is also good-looking and called Hanako, unlike you, hum, a group of evil ghosts reincarnated." Zhu Wushuang replied sharply, and the others laughed, liking this little girl very much.

Wang Xiaojian said to Zhang Xiaowu: "I know that you must not be a flower worker, but a real skill, people say that the ghosts of Saibei will be ten thousand enemies, and the reputation in the army can be obtained by real ability." Zhang Xiaowu was asking for modesty, and Wang Xiaojian said: "General, I think it's still early, I don't know if I can ask for advice on the martial arts of the ghost general?" ”

"Hitting a child on a rainy day is also idle." Zhang Xiaowu jumped up, put away his waist knife with a flick of his wrist, and said with a smile: "Come, come, come, I'll try your skills too." ”

Seeing this, everyone immediately came over, and Zhang Xiaowu saw that the meeting hall was not big, so he took everyone to the martial arts arena. The heroes of the rivers and lakes came to the martial arts arena, the so-called martial arts arena is a flat grassland in the back garden, where Cheng Chu was almost trampled to death by a horse.

Mang Chong walked over angrily and said, "My lord, why are you still working with them?" ”

"You don't understand, martial artists are always pursuing the pinnacle of martial arts." Zhang Xiaowu pulled her pigtails and said with a smile, Mang Chong saw that he was full of confidence, so he stopped persuading him and followed him with a pout.

There were also many people in the guard battalion on the general's mansion who came to watch, who was stronger in this legendary martial arts hero or ghost general. Guan Cheng wanted to give everyone a chance to bet, but he was cut off by Wu Song and immediately didn't dare.

Wang Xiaojian is the leader of the Righteous Army, and he is also a well-known man in the northern martial arts, although his martial arts cannot be said to be the first in the north, but he is also a good player in the top three. Many people only know the name of the nine-fingered beggar, but they have never seen his skills, and now they are fortunate to see this side in their three lives. And what makes everyone more interested is the martial arts of the ghost general, there are many legends about this person in the Central Plains and Saibei, and once his legend was unpredictable and immortal. But when I met, I found that this person was just a young man in his twenties, although everyone didn't say it, but there was inevitably some meaning in their hearts that meeting was not as good as being famous.

The two of them stood in their positions, and after that, Zhang Xiaowu said: "You are a guest, you can make a move." ”

Wang Xiaojian held the knife in one hand and put on a single knife to welcome guests, which is a common posture in the rivers and lakes competition, but Zhang Xiaowu has no experience in the rivers and lakes, and when he saw that the other party was flawed, he frowned directly and said: "Wang Daxia, be serious." ”

Wang Xiaojian couldn't cry or laugh, and said, "General, please." ”

Zhang Xiaowu thought that the other party would let him, so he nodded and said, "Okay, marching and fighting, you're welcome, I'm here." With that, Zhang Xiaowu rushed up and pulled out his waist knife with his right hand, and with his left hand, he used the scabbard with all his might, and the scabbard flew over like a meteor. Wang Xiaojian hurriedly dodged away, but saw Zhang Xiaowu cut down with all his strength from top to bottom, and hurriedly resisted.

"Cangchang—"

After the two knives struck each other, there was a piercing sound, Wang Xiaojian only felt a huge force attacking, and couldn't help but take two steps back, but saw Zhang Xiaowu kick over and immediately dodged. Zhang Xiaowu was unforgiving, holding a waist knife in both hands to slash left and right, the knife was like lightning and invisible, forcing Wang Xiaojian to retreat again and again. His aura was profound, and he only felt that someone could block his killing moves, and a stronger fighting spirit was born in his heart, so the sword strength was stronger and endless.

"Shhhh

Everyone gasped, where is this competition, this is the battlefield, this is the death match.

Wang Xiaojian had never encountered such an opponent, he was in a hurry for a while, only struggling to resist, where could he still fight with moves, retreating again and again to dodge and resist, and his martial arts were useless in the face of strength and speed. It was only at this time that he realized that although Zhang Xiaowu did not have many moves, he suppressed him just by virtue of his momentum, and every knife of Zhang Xiaowu was a killing move to kill the enemy, as long as he breathed a sigh of relief, he would definitely be directly hacked to death by that knife technique.

"Dangdangdang......"

The sword is like a shadow, and the sparks are splashing everywhere.

Wang Xiaojian was killed in a hurry, and he counterattacked while retreating, but his counterattack was never as fast as Zhang Xiaowu's knife. He was anxious for a while, and when he saw Zhang Xiaowu suddenly stabbing with two knives, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and secretly thought: "It seems that the other party is not strong." ”

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaowu changed his sword move to a sword move, stabbed horizontally, and shot directly into Wang Xiaojian's eyes. Wang Xiaojian was startled and hurriedly dodged, and resisted with a knife, but he was able to avoid this move.

Wang Xiaojian was about to catch his breath, but he saw Zhang Xiaowu close to him, his two knives together, and the sharp blade almost stabbed him in the face. Wang Xiaojian had to hold the knife in both hands to resist, but Zhang Xiaowu suddenly had a short knife in his hand, which went straight to his throat.

Wang Xiaojian was like a dragon who could dodge the short knife, and he was shocked to take a few steps back, surprised when the other party had a short knife. Just as he was about to counterattack, Zhang Xiaowu rushed up again, with a waist knife in his right hand and a short knife in his left hand, attacking continuously.

"When! While! While! While! When ......"

Zhang Xiaowu's long and short knife attacks were endless, as if the strength in his body was endless, Wang Xiao couldn't defend himself, he was already sweating profusely, and his arms gradually couldn't support it.

"Whew-"

The waist knife flew out.

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