The two sides stand opposite each other, and the distance is about a zhang.

Zhu Qiming glanced at the Japanese sword in Zhencheng's hand. The knife is very similar to the Tang horizontal knife of the Tang Dynasty in China, but the back of the knife is slightly thicker than the Tang horizontal knife, and the curvature at the tip of the knife is not obvious, and it looks like a straight oblique section from a distance.

Japanese knives originated from the Tang horizontal knife, and before the Tang Dynasty, Japan's knife-making technology was very backward, with the characteristics of the Han Dynasty's ring head knife. During the reign of Emperor Gaozong of the Tang Dynasty, the first battle in the history of China and Japan broke out at the southeastern tip of the Korean Peninsula - the Battle of Baijiangkou.

The result of the battle of Baijiangkou was that the most elite troops of Japan were defeated, the Tang army with 13,000 people against Japan 42,000 people, the result was a victory with less, land and water battles were overwhelmingly victorious, tens of thousands of Japanese were killed or drowned, this battle shook the whole of Japan, since then, Japan bowed its head, has been humbly to learn from China, from the battle of Baijiangkou to the Ming Dynasty Wanli period of nearly a thousand years, Japan has not dared to call China again.

The Japanese sword is a masterpiece of Japan's shame and stealing from China.

At this moment, Zhu Qiming used a short sword against a Japanese sword, and he obviously did not have an advantage in weapons. Hehe, then defeat you with martial arts!

Just as the two sides were staring intently, the Japanese kid inadvertently stretched out his left hand, slowly took off the black hat on his head, and handed it to his companion on the side. The hair on his forehead and on the top of his head had been shaved off, revealing a shiny green skin, and the remaining hair around him hung down naturally, and a cat's tail-like bun covered the top of his head.

Hey, the head of the moon generation! The handsome guy turned into a frog in an instant, phew, what is this? Ugly!

The Warats, Tatars, Jurchens, and Japanese are all good at this, and they don't know what kind of wind they smoke!

When the other party cast a cold gaze at him again, Zhu Qiming only felt very funny, he tried his best to control himself, but the strength on his body still loosened unconsciously.

Suddenly, the figure flickered, and the other party floated towards this side with an extremely strange figure, the speed was comparable to lightning!

The exquisite Japanese knife swept towards Zhu Qiming's waist and abdomen with a piercing cold light, and the sharp whistling sound was moving.

Zhu Qiming was shocked in his heart, and when he couldn't make a move, he held his breath, shot the tiger with a move, and stabbed the Japanese sword with a sword.

With a "ding" sound, Zhu Qiming suddenly felt that the tiger's mouth was numb, and he took a few steps back, and his qi and blood surged upward. Before he could hold his figure, the sword rolled up like a shadow, and the sound of breaking through the air made people hear and change.

The countless screams in the hall converged into a dull loud sound, and the aftermath buzzed in the ears.

Kim Young hurt me! Liang Gang mistook me!

How can he blame others? In the final analysis, he still blames himself for underestimating the enemy! The opponent in front of him is not low in martial arts, and his moves are concise, and his sword skills are sharp, but Zhu Qiming rashly responded to the battle without knowing him, and he was distracted at a critical moment, and he fell behind in one move!

What's even more terrifying is that this is not a point-and-click game, and the opponent must hit the key point with every move! Even though Zhu Qiming believed that after the other party was slashed once, he would never cut a second time, but how could a mortal body easily withstand the sharp blow of a Japanese sword!

There is only one life, and there is no room for trial and error!

Xu is a comfortable life has passed for too long after returning to Beijing, and he has forgotten the bloody wind at the beginning, which has led to today's embarrassment! Zhu Qiming could only collect the situation in front of him as a lesson, and immediately cheered up his spirit and tried his best to defuse the opponent's offensive.

He is no longer able to reverse the decline, his body is no longer chic and free, and his swordsmanship is no longer elegant and smooth, but he just covers left and right, dodges and dodges, and from time to time uses a short sword to open the heavy sword.

"Throw in the towel!"

"Throw your sword!"

The persuasions of the bystanders came one after another, but Zhu Qiming didn't want to hang down that noble head!

Just when Zhu Qiming gradually felt that he couldn't support it, the time limit had arrived.

The celebrant gave an order, and the two sides parted. The other cast a disdainful glance, provoked it with impunity, and then retreated to the side with his head held high to rest.

Zhu Qiming was depressed, suddenly felt irritable, hurriedly took off the prince's crown robe, and threw it on the ground casually.

There were many kind-hearted persuasions in the hall, persuading Zhu Qiming to admit defeat, but there were still a few extremely discordant voices floating over.

"Although it's a martial arts competition, you can't lose too ugly, right?"

"The dignified prince, untidy, what ······ become" A young official behind Yang Rong met Zhu Qiming's sharp gaze and swallowed back the word "system" in the back.

A master of the guards on the side of the imperial platform walked quickly to Zhu Qiming's side, "His Royal Highness King Yue, the emperor said that His Royal Highness must not fight hard, and he will admit defeat as a last resort, so as not to hurt himself." Oh, Your Highness, during the Hongwu period, the Ming Dynasty selected thirty-six surnames from the 'Fujian people who are good at boating' and sent them to Ryukyu, so that Ryukyu and the Ming Dynasty could communicate with each other. ”

I finally met a well-informed person, but it was too late! Zhu Qiming didn't have time to explore the origin of his opponent's martial arts, he remembered the situation when he practiced swords with Niu San and Jiang Yi, and those simple moves came in handy!

The master said that the need to know and be flexible before the battle.

Returning to the field with a sword, at this moment, he was no longer distracted, silently recited the "Heart Empty Song", and waited with the sword.

"Phew!"

The two sides moved their bodies almost simultaneously, their swords clashing, and they suddenly separated. The strength of the Japanese sword should not be underestimated, but the dexterity of the short sword can make up for the lack of power, and the two sides are evenly matched for a while, and it seems that it is difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser.

In the main hall, his eyes flickered everywhere, but he couldn't hear a little whisper.

After a moment of indifference, it was time to rest halfway in a blink of an eye, and when he stopped his hand, the other party was coldly provocative, and Zhu Qiming replied with a look of disdain.

Thinking that the emperor must have set such a unique way of three martial arts competitions in order to protect himself, giving himself a chance to breathe halfway, Zhu Qiming couldn't help but look towards the imperial platform, but saw that the emperor was waving to him.

Zhu Qiming walked quickly to the front of the imperial platform, and the emperor got up and brought a cup of tea from the imperial case, handed it to Zhu Qiming, and a very vivid smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Zhu Qiming was thirsty, and he was not polite, he took a few sips of the teacup, and the emperor took the teacup for him with his own hands, Zhu Qiming wanted to say thank you, and saw the figure on the other side of the curtain flickering, and looked at it, but it was Princess Changde who was giving him a thumbs up with a smiling face, and there was another person on the side, it was King Yu! The king squinted his eyes with a smile and was waving his fist at him in an exaggerated manner.

Don't you have diarrhea?

Zhu Qiming's heart moved, and he suddenly realized that this competition in Fengtian Hall might have touched the hearts of everyone in the royal family!

Now there are tigers and wolves outside the Ming Dynasty and giant beetles inside, so he was touched, and the story fragment of the Song Dynasty appeared in his mind. At the end of the Song Dynasty, the Empress Dowager Xie assisted the young Emperor Song Gong, when Meng Yuan was about to come to the city, those scholars who were full of benevolence and morality left the royal orphans and widows, fled, and surrendered.

That's it, I will definitely not fall to this point, why bother thinking about these unbearable pasts!

At this moment, the desire for victory is so strong that Zhu Qiming's fingers trembled slightly for a moment, and a voice in his heart shouted: If he wins, what will change is not the trajectory of his own life, but will stir up the wind and clouds above the entire temple!

With blood surging in his chest, he turned and walked towards the field.

Yes, I still have Jiuhua and Three Illusions, which is a magic weapon for victory!

No, I seem to be missing the blood of a man, why don't you roar like Jiang Yi!

When I returned to the field, my heart was empty.

The strong wind hit, the tent curtain swayed, Zhu Qiming's eyes blinked, the other party repeated his old tricks, and his figure floated strangely towards this side.

Zhu Qiming's figure swayed, gorgeous as a whirling dance, but there was a faint evil aura in the splendor.

"Whew!"

This roar resounded through the Fengtian Temple, and countless spectators twisted their necks as if they had just woken up from a big dream, and goosebumps fell to the ground.

But seeing that Zhu Qiming's body was drifting extremely fast, the lightning and flint appeared on Zhencheng's side, and the short sword in his hand was like a volley, and he reached the other party's body in an instant, and the sword shadow was illusory, and the dazzling sword light painted the monotonous hall with a magnificent color.

With a "whoosh", the other party soared back, and the exquisite sword whistled, whirling and floating out of the door.

The arrogant head finally hung down, and the opponent bowed deeply to Zhu Qiming despite the fact that his wrist was still dripping blood, and then walked to the front of the imperial platform and knelt down and bowed four times. "The minister knocks to see His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty!"

"Wow!" The belated cheers rang out.