Chapter 1959: Profound Internal Force
At this moment, the hearts of everyone on the scene were beating wildly. They are all martial arts practitioners, but all of them have seen such magical skills for the first time, and they have experienced the invincible momentum of Huaxia's internal strength for the first time.
When they straightened up, the figures of the two old and one young had already disappeared into the bamboo forest at the foot of the mountain in the distance, and there were only two judges on the wide wooden platform, Mu Hong and Liu Haibo, and Miao Qing, who had just survived from the sword light, stood beside him.
The lake was silent, and people turned to stare at the three steel knives on the stage that were deeply embedded in the wooden pillars. At this time, the two judges, Mu Hong and Liu Haibo, also lowered their arms, glanced at each other with a look of horror on their faces, and turned around and walked to the pillars on both sides of the wooden platform.
The two of them stood on both sides of the stage, looking up at the wide joint scimitar and a slender scimitar with a strange shape, raised their hands and pulled out the two waist knives that were deeply inserted into the column with a "poof", and then held their hands in front of them and looked carefully.
Miao Qing, who lived for the rest of her life after the disaster, saw the actions of the two judges, and also woke up from her stunned. He turned around with a pale face, looked up at his own Miao knife inserted in the two pillar beams, strode to the bottom of the beam, took a deep breath, bent his knees and jumped up more than a meter high, pulled out the Miao knife inserted in the high beam, and fell to the ground lightly.
Everyone in the audience watched intently at the movements of the three people on the stage. At this time, seeing Miao Qing's light and agile body, he knew that he had suffered a little weaker internal force just now, but in fact, his light skills were stronger than that Guan Zhangmen, but the other party suddenly seized the opportunity in the fight, and used the force to reduce the strength of the way with a thick waist knife to cut it down.
And Miao Qing didn't have time to dodge, so she had to use the narrow waist knife to block hard, exposing her disadvantage at once, so she accidentally almost lost an arm.
The three people on the stage each took down a waist knife that flashed cold light from the wooden pillar, and then walked to the front of the stage with the knife, and the eyes of several people were still fixed on the knife in their hands, and their eyes were round.
The three of them strode to the edge of the stage, and then looked at the waist knives in the hands of the two people on the side, and immediately showed a shocked look on their faces.
Mu Hong was silent for a while, then raised his head, raised the heavy truncated waist knife in his hand, and said in a loud voice: "Everyone take a look, this is the Chinese kung fu that we have been circulating for thousands of years!" As he spoke, he took the peculiarly shaped slender scimitar in the hand of the senior brother next to him and raised it high.
One wide and one narrow, the two waist knives are displayed side by side in front of everyone's eyes, and there is a deep gap of more than two inches long from the wide blade of the truncated waist knife to the knife body, almost across the wide knife body!
Mu Hong inserted the slender waist knife in his hand into the gap, and then said: "See, this deep gap is cut out of this nameless scimitar, it is this scimitar that flew in the air dozens of meters away, and almost cut off this thick stainless steel waist knife!" ”
Everyone looked at the two waist knives held by Mu Hong in surprise, on the wide-backed scimitar held by the head of Guan just now, in addition to this deep gap, there was also a shallow gap at the tip of the knife, which was obviously cut by the two heads of Guan and Miao just now.
At that time, the two of them tried their best to swing their knives, leaving such a small gap in the blade, which shows that the material of the two waist knives is excellent. But the slender scimitar that suddenly flew from the audience almost cut off the truncated waist knife made of stainless steel with one sword, which required a lot of strength and speed.
Everyone in the audience looked at the steel knife in Mu Hong's hand intently, and their eyes flashed with an incredible look, and everyone's hearts were secretly shocked: the predecessor who suddenly threw out the scimitar to save people, its internal strength was simply unfathomable, if the waist knife was not infused with extremely deep internal force, it would never be possible to cut out such a long gap in this wide-backed waist knife, which was also made of stainless steel.
And the cold air that came from the sword light showed that the predecessors who threw out the scimitar not only had deep internal strength, but also practiced an extremely rare cold internal force, which really surprised everyone present.
At this time, Liu Haibo on the stage walked to Mu Hong's side, stared intently at the Miao knife held by the Miao master, and then raised his hand to point at the Miao knife and whispered to Mu Hong: "Senior brother, look here."
Mu Hong looked intently at the place of his fingers, and then noticed that the knife in Master Miao's hand had a dent the size of a fingernail, and there was still a little gray stone dust on it after being hit.
He looked up in astonishment at the foot of the mountain where the two old men had disappeared just now, and said in a low voice: "Good fellow, this is a dent that was knocked out by a small pebble with a steel knife, such a profound skill!" No wonder the knife was suddenly knocked out of the air, and plunged so far into the post, that I only noticed the flying scimitar."
Just now, the stone and the scimitar flew at the same time, and between the lightning and flint, they only paid attention to the dazzling scimitar, but did not notice the small pebble that flew together.
Liu Haibo also nodded, and sighed in a low voice: "These two old men who see the dragon without seeing the end must be the old head of the Lingxiu Sect and the old man of the Wan family mentioned by the little brother of the Wan family, this is the real kung fu that crowns Huaxia!" ”
The two talked in a low voice, Mu Hong looked up at the foot of the mountain where the two old men disappeared just now, and said in a low voice: "It seems that the two old men really don't like to show their heads, they left immediately after stopping the bloody disaster just now." The two old-timers not only achieved the realm, but this light skill is also rare in the world, and it disappeared from our vision in a blink of an eye. Alas, we missed it, we have no chance with these real Chinese masters! In front of these true masters, our skills are simply not worth mentioning."
At this time, more than a dozen old judges in the audience also looked at the three steel knives on the stage and whispered, everyone regretted that they couldn't really meet these two martial arts masters, and they all sighed in their hearts.
Just when these judges were feeling regret, seven or eight tall foreigners of different skin colors walked briskly from the audience.
A group of people trotted all the way to the stage, some from the steps built by the platform quickly climbed the wooden platform, some hands pressed the edge of the stage agile and jumped up directly, a group of people came up and surrounded Mu Hong and the three of them, several people reached out and took the three waist knives and looked carefully, their eyes showed a look of surprise, staring at the waist knife that was still shining with cold light.
A black man picked up the long, narrow, strangely shaped scimitar and held it up in the air and stared at it. The slender scimitar reflected a dazzling cold light in the sun, and the curved blade was like a bend of autumn water, which looked very peaceful.
The black man stretched out his fingers and carefully wiped the sharp blade, then turned his head to look at the truncated waist knife in the hand of another tall foreigner with a big nose, his eyes full of doubt.