Zhuo Cheng wanted to say something more, but Huang Xin had the highest position here, since he was so forcibly playing a scoundrel, everyone couldn't help him, so they could only let him go to the stage.

"Wu Song! Do you dare to compare weapons with me? Huang Xin provoked Wu Song when he came to power.

"Why don't you dare?" Wu Song said lightly: "Accompany you to the end!" ”

"Good! Everyone heard it, it was he who promised, don't blame the sword for having no eyes! ”

Huang Xin licked his lips, as if he could immediately experience the pleasure of revenge.

Although everyone in the audience felt that Huang Xin was too cheeky at this time, the soldiers liked to watch this kind of master battle the most, because after learning that there was a weapon competition, they all shouted one after another.

It's just that at this time, in the discussion in the audience, there is no trace of ridicule and contempt for Wu Song, there is only worship and respect.

"Rule, don't you stop it? In case ......"

After hearing Huang Xin's obviously threatening tone, the deputy general was also worried, indeed, the sword has no eyes, and it is inevitable that the two will be injured in the battle, not to mention that Huang Xin is already red-eyed!

"It's okay..."Qin Ming seemed much calmer, he waved his hand, and said with some expectation: "I haven't seen such a wonderful competition for a long time, since they are willing to continue, it is good to continue, I am also happy to watch the play, haha!" ”

The adjutant general glanced at Qin Ming helplessly, and said in his heart, how could there be such a military and horse control that disregarded the overall situation......

"I hope you will leave your hand on my uncompetitive apprentice once this time......" Staring at Wu Song on the stage, Qin Ming muttered in an imperceptible voice.

……

On the stage, Huang Xin has already raised two mourning swords, the mourning sword is Huang Xin's special weapon, which belongs to the type of heavy sword, because its sword body is wide and long, people exaggerate it into a coffin board to name it, the mourner, the coffin lid also!

Huang Xin has been immersed in these two swords for many years, and a set of mourning swordsmanship is invincible, and after Qin Ming's many times of guidance and teaching, Huang Xin has become a grandmaster-level figure with the mourning gate heavy sword!

That's why he is so confident that he wants to test the weapon to win back a game!

"Wu Song, what weapon do you choose?" Zhuo Cheng came to Wu Song and asked, different from the previous helplessness and regret, his eyes were also full of admiration at this time.

"You don't need this barracks weapon, you have two iron swords in the camp tent, just send someone to fetch it with me!"

Coincidentally, Wu Song has always used two iron double swords, which is suitable for the double sword.

The iron knife was soon taken by the soldiers and handed over to Wu Song, the two knives were inserted in a scabbard, the shape of the double knife was simple, the blade was smooth and slender, and it was given by Wu Song's master.

"It's still the old rule, don't hurt your life, the competition begins!"

After Zhuo Cheng announced the start, Huang Xin's momentum exploded, and his face was hideous, and his eyes were red and he raised his sword and rushed towards Wu Song, which is also the true meaning of the mourning swordsmanship, so that the mourning sword must have the momentum of the mourning ghost and evil god!

Wu Song danced a knife flower, dragged up behind him, and slashed across his chest, and greeted Huang Xin like an ancient god!

"Wow! Our head is so majestic! Fortunately, my old man sent me to the command of the military envoy, and I didn't spend so much money in vain! ”

"Although we lost some money just now, as long as we can win, it's worth it! Anyway, I bought it this time, and we won it! ”

……

Although Wu Song's subordinates had won the hat of money just now by the young soldier, everyone did not feel a trace of distress at this time, and they were all proud and glorious!

"Huh? Xiao Gao, you made money last time, how much did you bet this time? ”

The young man who bet on Wu Song to win before was surnamed Gao Mingjin, and at this time, the two people who were about to rush together in the stands holding a hat of copper coins were about to rush together. This will not only bet on the military system to win, but also bet on Huang Dujian to win, what else do I have to do? Not this time! ”

With the lesson of the last time, Wu Song's subordinates have learned well, and they have bet on both ends, for fear of being picked by others again......

……

While everyone in the audience was talking, Wu Song and Huang Xin collided together, "Bell! The sword collided and made a loud noise, and then, the two missed the body, Wu Song dragged the knife and slashed back at Huang Xinmeng, and Huang Xin's single sword also slashed straight down at Wu Song at the same time, both of them each had a back move to deal with, after the sonorous battle, this first round was a draw!

Huang Xin was secretly proud, it was difficult for him and Wu Song to shake each other at all, and at this time, this hand-to-hand battle gave him the feeling of real fighting.

Although the first round was drawn, Huang Xin's swordsmanship was full of strange moves, and there were countless big moves waiting for Wu Song in the back. Thinking of this, Huang Xin became more and more cautious, Wu Song had no armor, as long as he neglected a move, Huang Xin would ask him to pay the price of blood!

"Hey!"

"Hah!"

As soon as the two of them separated on the stage, they stuck to one place again, "Ping Pong!" Bang Bang! "The swords kept parting, colliding, colliding, separating, colliding, colliding, colliding! From the front to the back of the stage, from the left to the right, it is overwhelming, so intense!

And the two of them also have their own strengths, Huang Xin's pace is compact and fast, and the two mourning swords are facing Wu Song or split, pick, or stab; Wu Song's feet fluttered smartly, and his double knives could only slash at Huang Xin, and there were no other fancy tricks!

It was difficult to distinguish for a while, and no one had the upper hand!

"Good! Good! Good! ”

After Qin Ming over there saw this fierce and coherent sword competition, he said three good words in a row, and his old face was flushed, as if he had climaxed......

"A mourning door is like a broken bamboo against a sword, and a double sword with iron swallows mountains and rivers! All right! Wonderful! I think it's going to end in a draw! Everyone is happy! Ha ha! ”

Looking at Qin Ming, who was obviously overclimaxing beside him, the deputy general had no choice but to accompany him excitedly: "Yes! In the end, you have to go up in time to stop it, so as not to lose both......"

"Yes, yes, yes! Remember to remind me! ”

The lieutenant was embarrassed......

……

……

Everyone in the audience here is naturally worried, their blood is gushing, and the climax is wave after wave!

When they saw the thrill, everyone followed their hearts and raised their throats, and when they encountered wonderful moves, many people even jumped up with excitement and couldn't help it!

There was only one person in the audience who was slapping his head in annoyance, and this person was none other than the young soldier named Gao Jin under Wu Song.

"Oops! Fool! Stupid! Why not bet on a draw! Why didn't you think of it!! ”

……

After fighting for a while, the two finally separated their bodies, and each stood on both sides with their swords and knives in front of each other.

They are all people with strong physical fitness, and after such a strong fight, the breath of both of them is very even, only Huang Xin has fine sweat on his forehead.

Looking at Wu Song, who had warm eyes in front of him and became more and more courageous, Huang Xin was faintly uneasy, this fight was indeed hearty and very enjoyable, but he also found that Wu Song's knife technique was so simple that he could only slash, so that he could not find any flaws, this kind of simple knife technique contains endless variables, and it is very difficult to deal with!

Of course, Huang Xin is also a grandmaster-level master who uses the Mourning Sword, he believes that although he has not found the flaw in Wu Song's sword technique, but his sword moves that have been tempered to a thousand strange and unpredictable changes, Wu Song also did not find a flaw!

The key to determining the outcome is who is unstable and reveals flaws first!

Huang Xin has rich experience in fighting, and he grasped the key at once, and if he grasped this key, then the chances of winning were a little greater, and Huang Xin could feel a little relieved.

"Hahaha!"

Suddenly, Wu Song on the stage laughed, this was the first time he laughed since the competition, and everyone was very inexplicable......

In fact, in private, Wu Song is a person with a bold personality, but he promised Wu Zhi to restrain his temperament before, and now at this time, there is nothing strange about smiling.

When you are in a good mood, you will naturally smile.

"Rejoice! Huang Dujian's mourning sword is not bad, but it's just ......" Wu Song turned his words, and said with a bit of pride in his eyes: "If you only have this level, then Wu Song will not defeat you with two swords!" ”

"Because there's really no need for that!"

After speaking, Wu Song threw an iron knife in his hand behind him, "Oh! With a bang, the iron knife was nailed to a wooden column behind Wu Song, the edge of the knife was more than six fingers into the wood, and the blade kept vibrating, making a "buzzing" sound!