Gao Lishi listened to Gongsun You's explanation, realized from the bottom of his heart, and couldn't wait to report the news to Li Longji.

Li Longji looked at the front of the hall with great joy.

The situation is as analyzed by Gongsun You, but there is a small difference in direction.

The lion king Mosley Massa is the lion of the West after all, and at a critical time, he keenly noticed his own abnormality and reacted.

Admit defeat?

It's not Mosley Massa's character, he is not hiding clumsy, he stiffens his waist, pushes forward with his hand, conquers the long sword and shoots away, and stabs Pei Min's hypochondria under the shoulder with the true blade of the long sword, which is accurate and ruthless.

Pei Min was calm and unhurried, and without making a sound, the Qin Emperor's sword was slanted off the ground, like a spirit snake's unmistakable center to conquer the tip of the long sword, which was the weakest part of the opponent's strength.

Mosley Massana could stand it, and immediately opened, and the empty door was exposed.

Pei Min was overjoyed, he hesitated, and with a "whoosh" sound, he raised his sword and slashed directly, as if he wanted to take advantage of his illness to kill him.

Mosley Massa coldly responded to this thunderous blow, quickly moved sideways, and conquered the long sword with a backhand counterattack, hitting the Qin Emperor sword hard.

With a "ding" sound, the Qin Emperor Sword did not swing away as expected, but let Pei Min suppress it.

Everyone was fascinated and applauded.

Pei Min took advantage of the victory to pursue, with a long laugh, and brushed a series of three swords, each sword was wide open and closed, forcing the enemy to fight hard.

Every time he received a sword, Mosley Massa was like a heavy blow, as if he was defeated, as if he was in danger.

But just when the victory was decided, just when Pei Min slashed the third sword, Mosley Massa suddenly flipped the blade of the sword and took Pei Min's sword with the sword body, he took a small step back, and the long sword was tilted. The moment the Qin Emperor's sword slashed at the sword body, the force was lifted.

The body of the conquering long sword was smooth, the friction was low, and the force surface was positively small, and the Qin Emperor Sword inevitably slid to the other side.

Mosley Massa's eyes widened, and the whole person seemed to be reborn, stepped forward, and slammed the hilts of his hands into Pei Min's head.

His movements were like a dragon, in one go, murderous, and everyone was stunned, and they couldn't help but worry about Pei Min.

Bang!

A figure flew out sideways and fell heavily to the ground.

The exclamation of Pei Min's worries suddenly stopped.

This change is so surprising.

Many people couldn't help but stand up and looked at Pei Min who retracted his feet with a little shock.

It turned out that just as the hilt of Moslemassa's sword was about to hit Pei Min's head, Pei Min's foot kicked Moslemassa's chest first, kicking him out.

Pei Min put his sword back into its sheath, walked over to Mosley Massa, and stretched out his hand.

The opponents he has encountered in his life are the only ones who really put pressure on him in the past, Luo Lie in the past, and Mosley Massa, the lion king of Arabia today.

In the past, the first sword in Guanzhong, Luo Lie, left a deep impression on him, even a few points stronger than him at that time, and Mosley Masa's Western swordsmanship also gave him a refreshing feeling, Western swordsmanship is simple and direct, but it is in line with various physical principles, and every part of the sword is used in actual combat, but it is unique.

Mosley Massa glanced at Pei Min, also grinned, and stretched out his hand. Although he lost, he was convinced, and said calmly: "You are amazing, I lost." ”

There are no excuses, no reasons, just six simple words.

The demeanor of the victor is certainly commendable, but as a loser, it is even more rare to face it rationally and wait quietly in the face of defeat.

In particular, it is not easy for a well-known figure in the West like Mosley Massa to be able to do this.

It was only then that the audience burst into deafening noises.

That is, Pei Min, but also Mosley Massa.

"You knew I was baiting the enemy from the beginning?" After realizing that his physical strength was unknown, Mosley Massa deliberately showed his invincibility, in order to complete the final blow and strive to turn defeat into victory.

Pei Min shook his head and said honestly: "I don't know, but the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, not to mention that the opponent is also a lion?" Your strength, as long as you are given a little opportunity, has a chance to turn the tables. Knowing this, how can it give you the slightest chance? ”

"Makes sense!" Moslemassa nodded seriously and said, "I wrote it down!" We had the opportunity to compete again, and I learned a lot from dueling with you. I, Mosley Massa, will not lose to the same person twice......"

Pei Min squinted and smiled: "I'm happy, but next time you're just afraid of losing faster!" ”

Mosley Massa looked incredulous, but he did not engage in a verbal dispute, and gave Li Longji a Western salute.

Pei Min also made a fuss to Li Longji.

Li Longji saw that Pei Min lived up to expectations, and said with a smile on his face: "The two of you fought wits and courage, your duel was brilliant and eye-opening, adding a lot of color to today's banquet." I know that gold and silver are not necessarily rare. In this way, Duke Remassa, your sword has been broken for Pei Guogong, and I will give you a sword, I hope you like it! ”

Mosley Massa thought about Pei Min's frontier sword, and smiled happily.

Pei Min smiled secretly when he saw this, the Qin Emperor Sword was just that, did he still think that Li Longji would give him a divine weapon of equal quality to the Qin Emperor Sword?

"Pei Qing's swordsmanship has once again opened my eyes, and your swordsmanship is the best in the world. In ancient times, there were the book saint Wang Xizhi, the wine saint Du Kang, and the medical saint Zhang Zhongjing, and now I feel that Pei Qing deserves the title of this sword saint! ”

Pei Min blinked his eyes, in his memory, when Emperor Wenzong of the Tang Dynasty, he issued a rare edict to the whole country, enshrined Li Bai's poems, Zhang Xu's books, and Pei Min's sword as the "three uniques" of the Tang Dynasty.

Now he has made Li Longji a must-have first?

Sword Saint Pei Min!

How did the title of Juggernaut come about?

Pei Min was full of surprise.

Li Longji continued: "I also gave you a painting as a reward. As for what kind of painting, sell it, and in a few days, you will know. ”

"Could it be Wu Daozi's Hongmen Sword Society?" Pei Min had some expectations.

Mosley Massa and Pei Min each returned to their seats satisfied.

Sitting down beside Gongsun You, Pei Min whispered to Gongsun You: "This Western swordsmanship has great merit, not to mention who is higher and who is low, if it can be integrated into swordsmanship, it is wonderful!" ”

Gongsun You is also an expert, and he said: "That's true, we are more important than moves, and they are more important than skills, and the research and understanding of swords is indeed above us, and it is worth learning." ”

Pei Min glanced at Mosley Massa again and said, "It's a good opponent!" ”

Gongsun Youwan smiled: "It's just that after today, he will not be your opponent." ”

Pei Min smiled slightly: "That's true! The tone was full of confidence.

In today's battle, Mosley Massa will know, he has already learned the best of the best, and he will, how much can Mosley Massa understand?

Gongsun You knew the terrible talent of Pei Min's kendo, and said: "If it goes on like this, who in this world will be Gongzi's opponent?" ”

"Yes!" Pei Min said seriously: "Far away in the sky, close in front of you." ”