Jiayin was aroused by Shi Heyun's fighting spirit, and took the initiative to ask for battle, just in Guo Mingwu's arms, the two of them joined hands, he clearly knew that this little captain's swordsmanship attainments, and the young generation of his subordinates were invincible, and he immediately advised: "Don't underestimate the enemy, be careful to fight." I saw Jia Yin fly off his horse, slowly draw his knife, and walk towards his opponent.

When Shi Heyun saw Jia Yin coming, he looked at his posture, his eyes condensed, his footsteps moved, he changed his knife, and his momentum suddenly changed, and the whole person was wrapped into a sharp steel knife by an invisible murderous aura.

The two sides were less than a zhang apart, Shi Heyun moved, his steps were wrong, his waist was twisted, and the long knife was like a whirlwind dance, the knife was like a violent wind, and the murderous aura was like a vicious wave, and he covered each other overwhelmingly.

Jiayin knife up the "Thor Patrol" style, stepping on the "meteor chasing the moon" step under his feet, avoiding the edge and then avoiding the edge. Shi Heyun attacked eighteen moves in a row, and he avoided eighteen moves.

There was a growing boo in the crowd at the bridgehead.

Another knife came to the waist, Jia Yin twisted his waist to avoid the blade, but the knife in his hand took the opportunity to catch the opponent's blade, and his figure advanced rapidly, and finally rushed forward. Everyone in the audience only heard a piercing sound of metal grinding, and then there was a sudden silence.

I saw that both of them on the field were still moving, Shi Heyun's blade was on the right side of Jia Yin's thigh, about an inch away from the trouser tube, and Jia Yin's war knife was on Shi Heyun's neck.

All it takes is a blink of an eye, a serious injury and a death.

This is a static picture, and the actual knife is naturally three points faster than Jia Yin, so it is unknown whether Jia Yin will see blood, but Shi Heyun will definitely die.

The battle against Jia Yin was the first time to use the "preemptive" method of "preemptive strike" against the enemy as Tie Luohan said, but it was an effective battle, which surprised and delighted him.

Jia Yin used to fight, it was a desperate Saburo-style arrogance, attacking more and defending less, but the Shi Heyun in front of him was even more arrogant than him, it was a crazy attack, and the knife momentum was even more violent than yesterday's wind and rain. If you fight hard, you may lose Jiayin.

The stone castle lord's face finally changed, a burst of blue, a burst of white, a burst of red, and finally said loudly: "This sword competition, how about a draw?" It's all young men, so put away the knives. ”

Guo Mingwu's heart fell to the ground, Jiayin lost naturally bad, if he won but injured the opponent, the ending was not good, now there is no blood, naturally the best, the moment happily said: "As the stone castle lord said, the two sides draw, close the knife." ”

Jia Yin prevented the other party from coming out of the demon moth, first moved his leg away from the knife edge, and then took a step back, Fang took the knife with the god, and at the moment when the knife left his neck, the other party was really unwilling, and he threw it with the knife.

Jia Yin guarded early, with a force under his feet, his body swept back, and looked at his opponent with a sneer. Shi Heyun smiled, not ashamed, still dragging the knife, lazily returning to the formation.

At this time, the cold hair Fang that was blown up all over Jia Yin's body slowly fell down, and scolded in his heart: "This is a madman." ”

But I heard the master of the stone castle at the head of the bridge say again: "Master Guo, it's our turn now, let's practice too." ”

Guo Mingwu saw that the stone castle lord walked into the field with his bare hands, knew his intentions, and secretly said Since you have the courage to ambush, it is best not to use weapons, and if you lose your hand, there is a remedy, so as not to hurt and be angry. At that moment, he turned over and dismounted, threw the thick-backed Pu knife into the hands of his disciples, and strode into the middle of the field.

The stone castle lord went straight forward, and just before he arrived, his left hand cut straight at Guo Mingwu's neck, Guo Mingwu's elbow, and the right fist hidden under his left hand attacked, and attacked Guo Mingwu's chest like lightning. The two sides were close to each other, but for a while they couldn't see what Guo Mingwu was doing, and the stone castle master stepped backwards and retreated, and his body wandered up.

After walking back and forth for five or six forms, the stone castle lord attacked again, this time, the two sides of the body came and went, flickering and parting, fists and palms intersected, from time to time there was a thunderous sound, and gradually a whirlwind revolved around them, and the clothes of the onlookers were hunting.

Jia Yin looked relaxed and happy, couldn't help but take two steps forward, staring at Guo Mingwu's fist and footwork with all his attention, only to see that his every movement seemed to be convergent, the moves never used to be old, and there were no heavy punches.

Jia Yin suddenly understood what it meant to be at ease.

Gradually, the stone castle master's punches began to be unsmooth. At this time, Guo Mingwu's momentum changed, like an old dragon out of the water, he rose up, his fists flew and even split and hung, instantly forcing the opponent to retreat step by step, and he was tired of parrying for a while.

Just when Jia Yin thought that the victory was timed, the two of them were quiet, hands on hands, feet on feet, their bodies twisted, gallows together, and never moved again.

I don't know how the eyes of the two talked, and they stopped taking three or two breaths, but they had already flown away, and each stood in front of the formation, clasping each other's fists, and saluting like a ritual.

Finally, the lord of the stone castle spoke again: "Brothers, work hard, build the bridge, don't delay the time of the distant guests." ”

The man who had come up from the stream to watch the battle answered, and then fluttered into the water, hurriedly lifting the stone slab.

Jia Yin looked at Guo Mingwu, but saw that Guo Mingwu was arranging for his men to take down two jars of wine from the car and send them over again with the original silver. Lang Sheng said: "Everyone is hard, I can't help, the autumn water is cold, these two jars of wine will warm everyone's stomach, please appreciate the face of the stone castle master." ”

This time, the stone castle lord did not refuse again, hugged his fists and said thank you, and said nothing more.

After this battle, Jia Yin finally knew how difficult it was to go to the rivers and lakes, if Guo Mingwu had murderous intentions, the stone castle lord would have died a few times, but he took the risk of setting up a fight, and tried to make a tie game, so that the other party could have face, which was much more difficult than winning directly. After the incident, he also sent wine and money, and this forbearance kung fu can be regarded as home.

Jia Yin's heart was agitated, and his gaze at Guo Mingwu increased with a lot of admiration. Running back to the cart, he took out a tin wine jug, which was smuggled from the Southern Tang Dynasty Sanban Brew, he bought five bottles in Bianliang, it was expensive, it was originally used to honor the master, this was to take out two pots, walked in front of Guo Mingwu, and saluted with both hands.

How do you know that Guo Mingwu waved his hand and said: "Drinking this wine is drinking silver, don't look at me with this look, if you take a few more long trips, you will understand all the truth, take it, it's not easy to bring it all the way here." ”

Jia Yin was clumsy and couldn't persuade him, so he had to take it back. This admiration was not made up by Jiayin until two days later when he entered Qizhou City, and the goods arrived safely on the ground, Guo Mingwu was also happy, and his heart was also over, so he was no longer polite, and agreed to Jiayin's invitation, and directly set up eight tables in Shanhailou, and all kinds of dishes were served like flowing water, and the audience was full of joy.

It was a day's journey from Qizhou to Mengxian, Wang Shan went to report the news a day earlier, Yijiayin only stayed in Qizhou for one night, and Chen Scarzi personally led a team to meet him early the next morning, and Jiayin reluctantly said goodbye to Guo Mingwu and others.

Along the way, although it was only less than half a month's work, I also established a deep friendship, and at the same time learned a lot of knowledge and the truth of dealing with people.

It's worth the trip.