The scimitar warrior looked at the spear on his chest, and had to put down the arm holding the scimitar, secretly glad in his heart, if he hadn't stopped in time to dissipate his strength just now, he would have been pierced by this spear at this moment A transparent hole would have been pierced.

Seeing that the other party put away the knife, Yang Congyi gently withdrew the spear, hugged his fists and said: "It's too late to collect the gun, bear with me." ”

The scimitar warrior was strong, and the inch-deep wound was not a concern for him at all, but since it was a point-and-finish stop, he had already lost, so he put away his knife and turned around and walked out of the hall.

The guests were stunned by the battle that ended in the blink of an eye, and they thought it was a very exciting fight, but they didn't know that the winner had already been decided in two breaths, which made them very unhappy to watch.

Another guest suggested another competition.

Lord Huang doesn't know much about the competition of force, and he is not sure about the strength or weakness of the victory, it is good to win, if he loses, he will lose his face, and he will sweep the face of the Great Song Dynasty, and after he goes back, he will have to be attacked. Fortunately, Yang Congyi won, he just put his mind at ease, and he heard that he would have to do it again, where would he dare to agree.

But dozens of guests in the hall have to see the excitement, how can they refuse, now is the competition of national strength, there is no room for retreat. So Lord Huang looked at Yang Congyi again: "Lord Yang, they want to compete again, what do you think?" ”

Yang Congyi said with a smile: "The official talent is also a fluke to win, since they want to compete, we naturally have to accompany us." But in the next game, Xia Guan wanted to invite others to play. ”

Lord Huang nodded and said, "Okay, this matter is arranged by you, you can only win, not lose, don't lose the face of the Great Song Dynasty." ”

Yang Congyi clenched his fists, and then walked out of the hall with a gun.

Lord Huang said in a loud voice: "This time I came to your country, the distance is far away, and it is very inconvenient, so I didn't bring many people with me, and the elite warriors didn't come out with me. But since you want to watch it again, we can only pull the general from the short man and give up my life to accompany you. ”

After the interpretation was completed, some guests went out of the hall to find someone.

After a short time, a well-proportioned, medium-sized samurai entered, only to see him holding a scimitar, seemingly light, but the pace was steady, if there is a master who knows martial arts, it will be known that this is an extremely difficult master to deal with, and it is not easy to win.

A moment later, another person walked into the hall accompanied by Yang Congyi.

I saw that the man was dressed in a blue robe, holding a long sword, walking slowly, he stepped on cloth shoes, his hair was tied in a bun, his eyes were bright, his face was thin, and his expression was very calm and unfazed.

It was the Taoist who was invited halfway, Zhang Liu.

After standing still in the field, Yang Congyi said: "My lord, the next battle will be fought by Zhang Daochang, what do you think?" ”

Lord Huang looked at Zhang Liu's appearance, it seemed that he was shorter than the other party's warrior, and he was a little thinner, and he suddenly had no confidence in his heart, Yang Congyi had just performed very well, if he was allowed to do it again, wouldn't it be better? Thinking together, he replied in an instant: "Lord Yang, I think this one, you can win this battle in person." ”

Yang Congyi's face changed slightly, although his martial arts were low, he could also see that the other party was definitely not a mediocre hand, if he wanted to go, it was estimated that he would lose after ten moves, and when the time came, he would lose his face and lose the face of the Great Song Dynasty.

Lord Huang didn't understand martial arts, and he couldn't see the depth of Zhang Liu, so he thought that Yang Congyi was casually looking for him to deal with the scene, but he couldn't tell him in detail in front of the public, so he smiled and said: "My lord, I am already a little tired after the first battle, Zhang Daochang's swordsmanship is quite hot, and a Seljuk warrior is enough to deal with it, please rest assured." ”

Lord Huang saw that Yang Congyi was unmoved, and insisted that Zhang Liu appear, but he didn't have anything to say. Thinking about it, even if this defeat is a win and a loss on the whole, it is not too shameful, no matter where you go, you will talk about the past. Thinking of this, he nodded and said, "It's okay, then Daochang Zhang will represent the mission." ”

Yang Congyi raised his hand and said, "Dao Chief, I've worked hard." ”

Zhang Liu raised his hand and replied, "Lord Yang, don't worry. ”

After the others retreated, only Zhang Liu and his opponent were left in the field.

After the two looked at each other, they drew their swords and drew their swords almost at the same time.

With a swing of the sword, the swords intersected instantly, sparks shot out, and the sound of golden chimes instantly drilled into everyone's ears. A wonderful competition, a touch of the hair, for a while, the field of swords and swords, you attack and defend, the two of them step by step dragon snake, soaring over the turn, the shadow of the sword is difficult to distinguish, the enemy is difficult to distinguish. After dozens of moves, it is still an opponent, and it is difficult to distinguish between high and low.

But there are also a lot of people in the hall who know a little about martial arts, and they can naturally find that the people who are more skilled in the field are masters, whether it is a scimitar or a long sword, the attack and defense have their own characteristics, and the dozen moves in front of the two seem to be fierce, and the moves are fierce, but in fact, they all have a back hand in the attack, and they are trying each other's depths with dangerous moves, and one move seems to be able to kill people with one blow, but it does not really exert force.

After twenty moves, the situation in the field changed suddenly, the swords rarely intersected, and almost all of them were separated before they were touched, and the moves were changed frequently, and the steps were more agile and calm, as if they were looking for opportunities, and as if they were teasing each other.

However, due to the slowing down of the two people's movements, the expressions on their faces were clearly seen by everyone, only to see that they were very focused, their eyes were firmly fixed on every tiny movement of the opponent, and the opponent moved slightly, so they followed the pace and moves of the change, and always maintained a certain distance.

The two of them are like this, going back and forth, it seems that they are fighting for a long time before they make a move, so tepid and fighting ten moves, still regardless of victory or defeat, everyone is a little impatient, too lazy to look at it again, raise a glass of tea, and look at it from time to time, just want to see who wins and who loses in the end, this competition process, there is no attraction for them.

But in the eyes of onlookers who know a little about martial arts, this is the time when the field is full of tension and the victory is about to be decided. With the slightest negligence on the part of anyone, the opponent can decide the winner with one move.

Yang Congyi was also nervous at this time, it seemed that he still underestimated the foreign warriors, originally thought that Zhang Liu would appear, with his quite hot swordsmanship to quickly solve the battle, I don't want the opponent to have a lot of combat experience, one move and one style, cautious and alert, even if Zhang Liu's martial arts are a few points stronger than him, but due to the lack of combat experience in life and death fighting, it is difficult to get a little cheap, and he has not been able to find a chance to defeat the enemy with one blow.

According to his observations, if it weren't for Zhang Liu's firmness, lack of impatience in the face of the stalemate, I am afraid that he would have been defeated by the opponent who found a flaw. But if he continues to fight like this, with his opponent's rich combat experience, Zhang Liu's chances of winning are very slim, and it is difficult to avoid defeat in the end. But his own martial arts are low, and in full view of everyone, it is impossible to use any tricks to help.

It seems that Zhang Liu is going to lose this competition, I hope he won't be seriously injured, all Yang Congyi can do is pray for him silently.

After fighting swords for a long time, he never found a chance to win, Zhang Liu was also very anxious, but he knew that his opponent was not mediocre, he had rich combat experience, and his will to fight was also extremely strong.

When he first fought against him, he couldn't see his edge, thinking that it was just that his martial arts were relatively strong, who knew that after more than a dozen moves, each move was judged by him in advance, either easily blocked, or resolved with a lose-lose killing move, he was cautious, but the other party was more alert, and he would not attack easily if he could not find a suitable opportunity, and only kept tempting him with false moves, tempting him to be fooled, tempting him to make mistakes.

But he Zhang Liu has been practicing swordsmanship in the mountains for more than ten years, and he is not a mediocre hand, so he can naturally see the opponent's intentions, so between the virtual and the real, he fights with him, no one can bargain, and he can't find a chance to win.

After dozens of moves like this, the situation began to change again, Zhang Liu found that the opponent seemed to have discovered his weakness, flashed to his left several times, and attacked his left arm, although he could turn around and resolve it every time, but after a long time, there was always a time of negligence, if he took a step slower and let his left arm be stabbed, he would lose this battle.

After several thrilling evasion of the opponent's jumping and slamming, Zhang Liu suddenly woke up again, he was actually surrounded by the opponent, the opponent's movement trajectory is a big circle, and his trajectory is a small circle that is surrounded, that is, unconsciously, he is rotating with the opponent. As soon as he woke up, his back suddenly felt cold, and if he turned a few more times and was completely dragged into the opponent's attack rhythm, then he could only be slaughtered by others, and he would definitely be defeated.

However, what made him even more worried was that although he discovered the opponent's intentions, he was unable to organize an effective attack and interrupt the opponent's rhythm, and he suddenly became anxious, his mind fluttered, and he began to think hard about how to retreat from the enemy.

Who knew that just when Zhang Liu was slightly distracted, the other party's eyes lit up and instantly seized this rare opportunity, suddenly rushed forward to the left, jumped a step, and fell down to the side, avoiding the attack range of the long sword in Zhang Liu's hand, turning over and slashing at his calf.

At this critical moment, an exclamation from outside the field interrupted Zhang Liu's thoughts, and as soon as he came back to his senses, he immediately found himself in danger.

In desperation, he kicked his feet and jumped up, more than a foot above the ground, his body almost parallel to the ground, and rushed straight into the air above the opponent's body.

When Zhang Liu was vacating the air, the fierce and fierce knife of the opposing warrior swept through the leg and cut off a large piece of clothing.

Seeing Zhang Liu dodge the scimitar, his body slid above him, and he immediately raised his leg and kicked Zhang Liu's neck, this kick he had nowhere to be forced, and there was no way to avoid it.

was worried that he had nowhere to borrow his strength, and it was difficult to control his body, so he saw the other party kicking him, and Zhang Liu immediately slapped his left palm at his foot.

The opponent's foot was strong and heavy, and with a touch of his palm, it directly transmitted to Yang Congyi a force that supported his body, and with this power, his upper body suddenly rose upward, and then his body turned to the right, and a sword slammed into the opponent's calf.

This sword was unavoidable by the other party, and the long sword was too close to his leg, and he was already in no hurry.

When Zhang Liu landed and stood still, the victory and defeat in the field were divided.

The Great Song warrior had a piece of his clothes stripped off, and the Seljuk warrior's calf was cut by a sword, and a little blood flowed out.

Zhang Liu narrowly won.