As soon as the words of the good words fell, Xiao Jiuge's eyes flickered, his wrists flipped over, and the sword body arced a light, and his whole body suddenly rose up. His internal force turned into a strong wind, flying everywhere around his body, and the corners of his sleeves and clothes danced with the hunt. All this shows that he is ready to get his hands dirty.

The wood is already in the boat, irretrievable, and at this point, there is no one who can dissuade Xiao Jiuge from doing it.

"I can't help it, this kid is really getting more and more disobedient." Xiao Tengfei smiled bitterly and shook his head, but he didn't stop him more. Since he, the father, doesn't stop it, there is no need for others to stop it.

If Zhao Zheng wanted to obtain the black ironwood, he had to defeat Xiao Jiuge in front of him, he took a deep breath and cheered up his spirit.

Zi Chujian felt the gradually rising battle intent on his master's body, and said excitedly: "After holding back for so many days, I can finally fight with others again, you fight hard, don't lose to him." ”

"Until I get together five hundred pounds of black ironwood, I will never lose today." Zhao Zheng secretly swore and pulled out his sword.

As soon as Zi Chu's sword came out, there was an immediate flash of light on the field, and the cold air blew away, and even the people standing in the distance felt the coolness! No matter how hot a warrior's heart is, the blade in his hand is always cold!

"Brother Xiao, please come in!" Zhao Zheng made a move to "reign in the world", stood a T-shaped step under his feet, held the sword in his right hand and hung down to one side, pointed obliquely at the ground with the tip of the sword, and put his left hand behind his back, pinched into a finger that was ready to attack. This posture seems to be open and full of flaws, but in fact, it hides murderous intentions. The right hand hanging down and the left hand on the back have endless variations. Teach elusive.

"Come on, come! Kong Yunjie will lose to you. But I won't be defeated to you! Xiao Jiuge was not afraid, his toes touched the ground, he rose up, and used the family heirloom "Dapeng Swordsmanship". His father Xiao Tengfei liked to raise eagles and other birds of prey in his life, and since he learned martial arts, in the process of raising eagles, he learned this "Dapeng swordsmanship".

Most of the moves in this sword technique are pounced with high blows, and the moves are fast and fierce. Often leaves no stone unturned.

As soon as Xiao Jiuge made a move, he used a powerful killing move in Dapeng's swordsmanship, "Goshawk Fighting Rabbit", turning Zhao Zheng into a prey to be slaughtered, and stabbed him down with a sword. His sword stabbed out, and the sword qi was divided into four paths, forming the shape of an eagle's claw.

Zhao Zheng braked with static, and only after Xiao Jiuge's sword qi flew an inch above his head did he dodge and jumped backwards, dodging the fierce sword qi like an eagle's claw. He stood firm and immediately fought back. He waved the Zichu Sword in his hand towards Xiao Jiuge in mid-air, but his sword did not sweep past. Instead, he slapped it horizontally with the back of his sword. The sword qi emitted by this blow was not a sharp sword aura, but a scattered sword aura, like a huge golden slap.

Xiao Jiuge's body was in mid-air, and it was inconvenient to dodge, so he had to use a defensive move, his body rotated in a circle in mid-air, and stabbed several swords in all directions. The sword qi is huo, and pieces fly out, just like the feathers of a Dapeng bird.

The palm-like sword qi and the feather-like sword qi collided together, canceling each other out and fighting on an equal footing.

The mystery of Zhao Zheng's move is far more than that, he turned around with the force of a sword, tapped his toes, jumped towards Xiao Jiuge, and stabbed out with his left hand behind his back. His finger was aimed at Xiao Jiuge's left rib, with golden internal force on his finger, although the attack distance was short, it was full of strength, and the lethality was by no means weaker than the sword move.

Xiao Jiuge couldn't dodge, turned his backhand into a claw, and grabbed Zhao Zheng's fingers, he was also very good at mixing fists and feet in sword moves, which shows that he, like Zhao Zheng, is a martial artist who is good at learning and applying.

The fingers and the palms of the hands collide hard, and the ones who suffer must be the two fingers, but there has never been an absolute result in the affairs of the world.

Zhao Zheng stabbed out with a finger and pointed it on the acupuncture point in Xiao Jiu Singer's palm, penetrating it, causing Xiao Jiu Ge's entire arm to instantly sore, and he lost his strength. Zhao Zheng then turned his fingers into fists and slammed into the palm. Hearing a muffled sound, Xiao Jiuge's arm was beaten and bent, and the whole person flew out more than three feet away, and fell to the ground by relying on the kung fu of turning in the clouds.

The strength of this punch was still not exhausted, and Xiao Jiuge was forced to take another step back after landing on the ground, and only then did he gain a firm foothold. His complexion changed greatly, he lost the arrogance just now, looked at Zhao Zheng with another expression, and shook his aching arm, and used his skills to dispel the effect of the acupoints.

In this first move, Zhao Zheng won a small victory and had a slight advantage. As soon as the connoisseur stretched out his hand, he knew if there was any, and Zhao Zheng immediately found that Xiao Jiuge's strength was slightly worse than Kong Yunjie's, although this little bit was not much, but the gap was the gap.

Seeing that these two people were fighting wonderfully, the people around cheered and applauded one after another.

Xiao Tengfei saw that his beloved son had fallen behind, frowned, and said secretly: "That's it, no wonder the wine song will return with a feather, compared with this Zhao Zheng, his skills are indeed inferior." Alas, I originally thought that Jiuge was a martial arts genius, but I didn't expect that there were young people in the world who were more talented than Jiuge. It seems that the old saying is true, there are masters behind the masters, and there are strongmen behind the strongmen! ”

Xiao Jiuge has been haunted by the fact that he has been haunted by the Zichu Sword Ring Tournament before, and seeing Zhao Zheng as the winner today is naturally full of feelings. He planned to frustrate Zhao Zheng's sharpness today and save a little face for himself, but he didn't expect to fall behind as soon as he fought. He was unwilling, gritted his steel teeth, strode forward, and used all the unique skills at the bottom of the box.

Zhao Zheng saw the moves, fought steadily, not seeking merit but seeking no fault. He played steadily, but Xiao Jiuge became more and more anxious, and the two were in stark contrast.

It is not enough to rely on a momentum alone, but also needs many other advantages to win. When the fight reached the twelfth move, Zhao Zheng basically figured out the details of Xiao Jiuge and the characteristics of Dapeng's swordsmanship, and suddenly changed the sword path and accelerated the offensive.

Dapeng's swordsmanship is mainly based on fluttering, and Zhao Zheng jumped high in the air according to this characteristic, deliberately jumping one point higher than Xiao Jiuge, blocking Xiao Jiuge's special moves for fluttering. He was condescending, unleashing the improved Overlord Chang Tu, wielding a wide range of heroic sword qi. Golden light suddenly filled the sky. The faces of the people watching the battle below are illuminated.

This move is too powerful. Xiao Jiuge was overwhelmed. can only avoid its edge, make a move "falcon homecoming", and fall sharply downward.

Zhao Zheng made a move to pursue, and actually took the risk of throwing the Zichu Sword towards Xiao Jiuge, this sword used his full strength, and used the power stored in the sword body of the Zichu Sword itself, and the two forces were superimposed together, and the power was doubled.

Xiao Jiuge's feet just hit the ground. Zi Chu's sword had already killed him closely, he gasped, made the move "Black Eagle Licking Feathers", and twisted his neck back hard, but he could avoid this sword.

Zi Chu's sword couldn't hit a single blow, and it suddenly drew an arc of light in mid-air, made a bend, and killed Xiao Jiuge again.

Xiao Jiuge saw that Zi Chujian was rushing towards his front door, and hurriedly used a backflip backwards, and flashed another sword. He dodged the Zichu Sword. But he couldn't dodge the person who used the first sword.

Zhao Zheng had already fallen to the ground at this time, and grabbed the flying Zichu Sword in his hand. Stretched out his other hand and patted Xiao Jiuge on the back lightly.

"Ahh Xiao Jiuge exclaimed, turned his head, only to find that Zhao Zheng had already stood a foot away, distancing himself from him.

If Zhao Zheng didn't pat it just now, but slapped it with all his might, Xiao Jiuge was already lying on the ground at this time.

The winner is decided.

The expression on Xiao Jiuge's face changed instantly, first with anger, then into unwillingness, and finally returned to calm.

"Zhao Zheng, you kid is really capable, no wonder Kong Yunjie is not your opponent, I obey you." He held the sword behind his back, arched his hand towards Zhao Zheng, and then strode back to the crowd, shouting at his father, "I lost, according to the previous agreement, Zhao Zheng will give him a hundred catties of black iron wood for every time he wins." Counting the 100 catties of black ironwood that your old man promised, he has now obtained 200 catties of black ironwood. If there is an uncle or uncle with itchy hands, he will continue to play. ”

No matter what Zhao Zheng said at this time, it was estimated that Xiao Jiuge would feel harsh, so he simply didn't say anything. He stood with his sword in hand, waiting for the next man to come on. If he can win three more games, his black ironwood will also be gone.

"Zhao Shaoxia is really amazed in his swordsmanship, and his martial arts are strong, no wonder he can take the first place in the Zichu Sword Competition." Xiao Tengfei nodded in praise, then looked around and said, "Brothers, who else wants to go up and try?" ”

A fat man walked out next to him, this man was tall and fat, taller than most people, with a round face, big eyes, thick lips, a double chin, and a pair of urns and golden hammers in his hands. The urn and golden hammer in his hand is a typical heavy weapon, and when he puts it on the scale, it weighs three hundred pounds.

A martial artist who can afford to hold such a heavy weapon is definitely not weak, and if he can dance into a style, he must be a master.

"Boss, I ate too much in the morning, my stomach is a little uncomfortable, I will go up to eliminate food, I will be this Zhao Shaoxia for a while." The fat man said in an urn voice.

"Okay, since the six masters intend to go up, let's accompany Zhao Shaoxia on two trips. You're on par with him, but it's just right. Xiao Tengfei nodded in agreement.

"De Ling, you guys can just take a look here." The fat man arched his hand at the lord of Dazhai and stepped forward tremblingly. With every step he took, the fat all over his body trembled, and he was almost fat. He walked straight in front of Zhao Zheng, raised the urn golden hammer high, collided twice in mid-air, and made a thunderous sound, "Zhao Shaoxia, my name is Wei Meng, and I am nicknamed 'Smashing the Sky', and I am also a Sixfold Heavenly Martial Man like you." I won't say anything superfluous, what are you capable of, just use it against me. ”

"In Xia Zhao Zheng, in order to get the black iron wood of Guishan, I have offended a lot." Zhao Zheng took a sword flower as a salute, and then raised his sword to attack. These days, he has been competing with opponents who use swords, and he is more or less tired of fighting. Now it is a little more fresh to change to an opponent with an urn gold hammer.

The weapons, moves, playstyles, and strategies are all different. The urn hammer is a heavy weapon, and the sword is a light weapon, one heavy and the other light, each with its own strengths. Hammer with a sword and urn, remember not to hit it hard, otherwise the sword will have to be shaken and may even be damaged.

Zhao Zheng used the Pegasus sword technique, which is known for its speed and lightness, and it is really suitable to use this sword technique to deal with opponents who use urn golden hammers. He jumped forward and landed diagonally opposite Wei Meng, making a move "Ma Niu Qi Feng", shaking his wrist, one sword dotted Wei Meng on the plate, one sword dotted Wei Meng on the plate, one sword dotted Wei Meng on the plate, and the two swords went up and down. The ambition is unexpected.

Facing a dilemma. Wei Meng didn't seem to be messed up at all. The right hand is raised, the left hand falls, and the double hammer is used to block the double sword with one up and down. Two golden sword qi were hitting the hammer surface of the two urn golden hammers, making two crisp sounds, leaving two shallow marks.

Wei Meng successfully defended, and then turned defense into offense, taking a step forward towards Zhao Zheng. The fat figure spun around and swung the hammer out. He attached a fierce internal force to these two hammers, and the hammers hit the air, bursting out with two explosive-like energy!

The strength of this hammer is the same as the nature of sword qi, but the form is different, it is diffuse, not as sharp as sword qi, but the area is surprisingly large.

Zhao Zheng only felt that a pressure was overwhelming, and he couldn't resist it at all. His face changed slightly, and he flew forward. He dodged most of his energy in this jump. But the calf was still affected, and the pain was piercing.

"Haha. Zhao Shaoxia's body style is really fast enough, and it seems that he has worked his legs! Wei Meng laughed, held a double hammer in his hand, and strode to catch up with Zhao Zheng.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhao Zheng endured the slight injury on his calf and jumped high. He used a sword, his body was light, and he must have jumped much higher than Wei Meng.

Wei Meng jumped up and chased after him, and sure enough, he was not as high as Zhao Zheng, nearly a third worse. He didn't care, and raised his twin hammers in mid-air, slamming them into each other violently, making a loud noise. His move seemed like a simple collision, but it was actually an extremely powerful killing move, not only smashing out a strong energy, but also smashing a loud bang, both of which can cause injuries.

Before the collision, he had sealed his ears with internal force, and he couldn't hear any sound, this loud noise had no effect on himself, but it was an injury that was difficult to guard against others.

Zhao Zheng caught a glimpse of Wei Meng raising the double hammer, and immediately pointed his left foot on the surface of his right foot, and used his strength to rush to the side, successfully avoiding the energy caused by the collision. But he didn't have time to plug his ears, he couldn't dodge the thunderous noise, and his ears hurt and his head buzzed.

"It's not good, don't look at this big fat man and Xiao Jiuge are the same Sixfold Heavenly Martial Artists, but he is much more powerful than Xiao Jiuge. If I don't sell my strength, I will have to lose at his hands. With such a thought in his mind, he became more cautious in his moves.

Although Wei Meng jumped up with Zhao Zheng, the height of the jump was not high, plus he was wide and fat, and he had a heavy hammer in his hand, so he landed faster than Zhao Zheng, and fell to the ground first. As soon as his fat feet landed, he immediately shook his feet like flying, chasing forward, intending to catch Zhao Zheng who fell with a double hammer below.

Zhao Zheng didn't want to have a close contact with the three-hundred-pound urn golden hammer. He twisted back halfway and kicked at Wei Meng's fat-headed and big-eared head, making the "Horse Stepping Feiyan" in the Pegasus Sword Technique.

"Good time!" Wei Meng made a thousand pound of kung fu, his body quickly squatted, and raised the double hammer above his head to protect the top of his head.

Zhao Zheng stepped into the air, stepped out of a strong energy, relied on this momentum to take off three times, and jumped high again. The energy that came out of this stamping was falling on the hammer surface of one of the urn golden hammers, and it shook Wei Meng, a fat man, which showed that this kick was also very powerful.

It is very exhausting to exert force in mid-air, and Zhao Zheng will continue to fight with others later, unwilling to waste his internal force in vain, so he falls to the ground. As soon as he landed, he turned around, made a "quick horse whip", and swung a narrow sword qi towards Wei Meng, like a whip.

Wei Meng raised his hammer to resist, and the two fought in one place, killing inextricably.

Zhao Zheng attacked wildly, but he couldn't get any bargain from Wei Meng. He felt that it was not a way to fight like this, so he had an idea, changed his strategy, no longer fought hard with Wei Meng, but ran and dodged as much as possible, and started a war of attrition with Wei Meng. His internal strength is very abundant, if he doesn't use the sword move of the overlord Changtu, which consumes a lot of energy, even if he fights Wei Meng for an hour, it will be no problem. But Wei Meng is different, he uses heavy weapons, and it is very laborious to perform a move casually, and he can't hold on for an hour.

Seeing that Zhao Zheng was blindly running and dodging and not confronting him head-on, Wei Meng frowned and stepped up his offensive.

The two fought and dodged, and fought for more than a dozen rounds, Zhao Zheng's strategy finally achieved initial results, Wei Meng began to show fatigue, tired and panting, and his nose and sideburns were full of hot sweat. Zhao Zheng had a calm temperament, did not rush to counterattack, and still maintained this strategy, dragging on for more than a dozen rounds.

Wei Meng was even more tired, the hot sweat all over his body had already soaked through his clothes, and his speed had slowed down a lot because he had lost his previous majesty. Look at Zhao Zheng again, but he is still alive and fast, as fast as lightning. Wei Meng felt that there was no hope of winning, so he raised his hammer and shook a trick, jumped out of the circle, shook his head and said with a wry smile: "You kid is a bit clever and knows how to win by outwitting." I'm tired, and the little stock in my stomach is almost exhausted, and even if you pay me upside down, I won't be able to fight anymore. If you win this battle, add another hundred pounds to your black ironwood. ”

"Thank you Lord Wei Zhai for your success, I am really ashamed to defeat you with tricks." Zhao Zheng smiled with his hand.

"What tricks are not tricks, losing is losing, winning is winning. If you kid doesn't have some real skills, you won't be able to win against me with any tricks. Wei Meng waved his hand, unimpressed. He gasped, returned to the team with a double hammer, and explained a few words to the master of Dazhai.

Zhao Zheng won two in a row, and got together three hundred catties of black ironwood, not far from the goal.

Xiao Tengfei looked around and called the next person to play, and one person came out in response and jumped into the circle. (To be continued......)