Chapter 117: Mount Tai is about to collapse
Pang Gu and Xun Mou fought dozens of rounds back and forth like this, only to sweat, and it was still difficult to distinguish the winner. The spectators from the sidelines were thrilled, and no one dared to blink for fear of missing any wonderful moments.
Lu Zuo sat on the podium, secretly cheering for Pang Gu in his heart, seeing that the two of them were inseparable, and his hands were sweating, he couldn't help but tug on the corner of his clothes every time he saw Xun Mou stabbing at Pang Gu's vital point. Wei Guogong Xun Yu and Xu Bingde were also sitting in the point of the platform at the moment, looking more excited than anyone else, every time they saw Pang Gu wielding a plate axe and slashing at Xun Mou repeatedly, the two of them couldn't help but lean forward, and then after seeing that there was nothing wrong, they wiped their sweat with their hands and sat down again. Emperor Han saw the beauty, never thought that this competition to select the commander gained so much, originally thought that Xun Mou pulled out a thousand catties, martial arts to cover the world, but did not expect that this person named Pang Gu is also a master of the world, it seems that there are a lot of talented people in this world, if the world's wizards can be used for their own purposes, then wouldn't it be happy! The more Emperor Han thought about it, the smile on the corner of his mouth became brighter, and he nodded and applauded with satisfaction from time to time!
Seeing that Xun Mou and Pang Gu had been fighting for nearly an hour, they still didn't know whether they won or lost, but they were both sweating and wet. Lu Zuo watched attentively from the side, looked up and saw that the sun was hanging high in the sky, gradually getting hotter, and then saw that Pang Gu was fighting and cheering, and Xun Mou gradually seemed to have some subtle changes. Lu Zuo looked at Xun Mou intently, and found that his lips became dry, his brows were tight, it seemed that it was really as he expected, Xun Mou was extremely explosive, as long as he could pass that period of time when competing with him, he would have no chance to turn defeat into victory, and Pang Gu was just the opposite, he was becoming more and more courageous, and his endurance was excellent.
Just when Lu Zuo was thinking, but when he heard Pang Gu shouting, seeing that the time had come, he used all his strength to swing a plate axe in his left hand to chop the head, Xun Mou hurriedly set up a sword to block, and Pang Gu waved a plate axe in his right hand and then cut it down. But when the weapons collided, the sparks splashed everywhere, fortunately, Xun Mou blocked Pang Gu's two axes, but because the opponent's strength was too great, his arm was shocked to a burst of soreness, but who knew that the horse under the crotch was also unbearable Pang Gu's strength, at that moment, the horse's front legs fell to the ground, and then "poof", Xun Mou was thrown to the ground by the horse. In an instant, there was an uproar on the field, and then everyone opened their mouths, Xun Mou, who has always been known as a national warrior and a young talent of the Han Dynasty, how could he really be defeated under the nameless Jianghu rangers!
At the moment when Xun Mou fell, all the ministers who were originally sitting on the podium stood up and looked at Xun Mou who fell to the ground. Xun Yu was even more excited and the corners of his mouth trembled, seeing that his son was defeated, this result was simply unacceptable, as if Mount Tai was about to collapse, and then he sat down on the seat again, his clenched fist was about to be slammed on the case, but he still suppressed the anger in his heart, but his fist was still gurgling, and he was so angry that he could only pant heavily. Emperor Han originally wanted to get up and applaud to celebrate, but he also seemed to feel that it was inappropriate, and he also held back his joy, and the corners of his mouth smiled slightly, so he pretended to be calm again.
Xun Mou fell to the ground, looking at Pang Gu, who was also in a complicated mood, and the resentment in the eyes of the two seemed to reveal a trace of sympathy. Xun Mou threw the sword in his hand to the ground, stood up crisply, dusted off his body in a hurry, and then turned around, and was about to end the game, when he suddenly turned around, looked at Pang Gu who was in a daze, hugged his fist at him, calmed down, and laughed loudly: "Brother Pang is really powerful, Xun has not shown his skills today for a long time, if it weren't for this horse's incompetence, Xun would still be able to compete with you!" ”
Pang Gu laughed loudly, his eyes were also full of respect, he turned over and dismounted and bowed deeply to Xun Mou, and said, "General Xun, it's really worthy of your name!" Admire under it! ”
Immediately afterwards, there was a round of applause from the audience, and they all said that today is the most wonderful competition I have ever seen.
Xu Bingde was already panicked at this time, and he couldn't make up his mind for a while, turned his head and glanced at Xun Yu, the prince of Weiguo, beside him, and wanted him to show him, but he also sat on the side and didn't pay attention to himself, so he looked back at the prince Liu Yan not far away, and the prince also shook his head and sighed. When he was at a loss, he turned around and saw that Xun Mou had already walked to the front of the point. Seeing that Master Xu had not yet announced the results, the people on the field all looked at Xu Bingde with surprised eyes. Xu Bingde glanced back at Emperor Han sitting on the dragon throne, and Emperor Han also nodded at him. Xu Bingde turned around and was about to speak, but found that his throat was choked and he couldn't speak. It wasn't until Xun Mou passed by Xu Bingde's side that Xun Mou passed by, slowed down and whispered so low that only Xu Bingde could hear, "Announcement, what's the hurry, and Gao Yun!" ”
Pang Gu saw that the cheers outside the court were endless, so he clasped his fists inside and outside the court. Xu Bingde saw that Xun Mou had already sat back beside Xun Yu, so he had to helplessly wipe the sweat on his forehead, and then shouted in a dry voice: "Pang Gusheng!" Please get ready for the next round of two candidates! ”
After the cheers ended, everyone's eyes fell on Gao Yun and Yin Ji in front of the stage. One is an adult descendant, the other is General Jin Wuwei, and he is the champion of Jinke's martial arts, and everyone is talking about it as if the victory or defeat has been decided.
Pang Gu came to the front of the point to hug his fists at Gao Yun and Yin Ji, and whispered: "Two, it's up to you!" Then sit back in your seat.
Gao Yun and Yin Ji also returned the salute, smiled slightly, and then both stood up and went off the field. Yin Ji picked up his Zhanlu sword from the desk and hung it around his waist, and then pulled out a horse from the stable next to the pointer's platform. Gao Yun also rode on his horse and took out a sword from the landing platform, and then urged the horse to come to the red circle.
The two rode opposite each other in the circle, and they didn't say much and started fighting directly. The people on the field were fascinated by it.
Yin Ji is also the bigger the happier he is, although his strength is not as good as that of the second brother Gao, but every time Yin Ji will skillfully dodge his brute force, and do not face it directly, but hide if he can, and when Gao Yun gradually can't support it, Yin Ji will turn defense into offense again. Yin Ji's moves were as fast as lightning, and his moves were fatal, making it difficult for Gao Yun to parry for a while. Gao Yun secretly gritted his teeth in his heart, he didn't expect that he hadn't practiced martial arts with Yin Ji for a long time, this kid had grown a lot, but after all, he was still a descendant, if everyone saw that he was stage frightened, wouldn't it make the heroes present laugh? Thinking about it, Gao Yun clenched the sword in his right hand and resisted again.
Gao Yun attacked several times in a row, and Yin Ji began to gradually lose it again, and there was a feeling of soreness and numbness in his arm, and the Zhan Lu sword in his hand seemed to be getting heavier and heavier.