"Good head." The middle-aged man in the green shirt stared at the half-cut sword body inserted in the red bullseye and nodded.

"Am I passing?" Zhao Zheng asked.

"Of course, the technique you use is very special, and the difficulty is probably greater than that of direct throwing, which is really admirable." The middle-aged man in the green shirt glanced at the remaining hilt of the sword in Zhao Zheng's hand as he spoke.

"My brother has a good reputation." Zhao Zheng responded lightly, walked slowly to the target opposite, pulled out half of the sword body, and reattached it to the hilt.

The others looked at Zhao Zheng's sword with a mechanism in his hand, and they all showed curious looks.

Zhao Zheng walked back into the crowd and asked, "What's the next test?" ”

"I'll do it next." A hoarse voice rang out, and a wizened man stepped forward. Like the middle-aged man in the green shirt, he is also a hall master.

"What's the trick you're going to show?"

"Swallow the sword."

"Swallow the sword? Did I hear me right? ”

"You heard me right, I'm going to perform a sword swallow."

"Swallow the sword?"

"Yes. Swallow the sword whole into your stomach until it reaches the hilt, and then pull it out after a stick of incense. The thin man said and drew his sword at his waist, and if he looked closely, he could see that his sword was different from ordinary swords, the tip of the sword was oval, the blade was blunt, and it was more like a thin long iron plate than a sword.

Zhao Zheng had seen the sword swallowing magic on TV before, the sword used in the magic process was a magic prop, and there was a mechanism hidden in the sword body, which would automatically shorten after swallowing it in the stomach, and would not hurt the throat and internal organs. Maybe the so-called sword swallowing of the hall master in front of him is also a kind of magic, and there is a mystery hidden in that blunt sword. It can be freely retracted. If that's the case. Then this level will not be difficult. Maybe it's going to be easier than the previous level.

"It seems that I have to sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman today, please do it." Zhao Zheng set his eyes on the blunt sword in the thin man's hand, looking for the flaws in the mechanism on it.

The thin man began to perform, first clicking a few acupoints and sealing some acupoints, then erecting the sword upside down, tilting his head and opening his mouth. The half-arc tip of the sword sank downward, sunk deep into the gaping mouth. Don't look at his extremely thin body. The mouth is much larger than that of an ordinary person, like the mouth of a snake, which can expand to an incredible extent.

Zhao Zheng squinted slightly, carefully observing every movement of the thin man, looking for flaws. If the thin man made any small movements, it must have been touching the mechanism on the blunt sword.

The blunt sword dived down to an inch or so, and the thin man still didn't make any small movements, just kept sending the sword down, and his movements were very slow, like a woman threading a needle. Carefully adjust the angle. His abdomen didn't move, and he seemed to stop breathing.

Zhao Zheng frowned. I vaguely felt that it was not good, there seemed to be no mechanism on the sword, this seemed to be a real show, if it was really like this, it would be a fool.

In the eyes of everyone, the thin man plunged the blunt sword completely into his stomach, and if there was no mechanism in the sword in his hand, the one-meter-long sword had now been inserted into his stomach through his throat. The thin man grasped the hilt of his sword, and after making sure that it was correct, he let go of his hand and stretched it out to the sides, while his head continued to tilt upward.

A person next to him took out the fire fold and incense that had been prepared long ago from his body, lit the palm-long incense, pinched it with his hand, and the firefly flame burned, and the burned incense ash fell from time to time.

The thin man swallowed a whole sword, revealing an unbearable look, and the veins in the corners of his eyes bulged, like red whiskers, which really didn't look like a fake.

Zhao Zheng walked around the thin man a few times, observing in all directions, but he couldn't see any doorways.

Time passed little by little, the burning incense kept shortening, and the thin man's performance became harder and harder, his body trembled slightly, and his expression was almost distorted.

The incense finally burned to an end, and the person holding the incense threw the remaining incense on the cold and dry ground the moment the fire burned his skin.

The thin man breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately pressed his hands on the hilt of the sword, alternating his hands to pull out the blunt sword little by little, the whole process was as careful as when he inserted the blunt sword just now. After pulling the sword out of his throat completely, he returned to the pond like a stranded fish, breathing heavily, greedily sucking in the cold winter air.

After relieving his breath, he clicked on his body a few times, unlocking multiple acupuncture points and soothing his stiff body.

"It's your turn, here's a clean sword for you, your own sword is too sharp to swallow." After the thin man finished speaking, someone next to him presented a brand-new blunt sword.

Zhao Zheng glanced at the brand-new blunt sword, ignored it, and said with a slight narrowing of his eyes: "I don't use this sword to perform, I want to use your sword to perform." ”

"Oh? Listen to you, do you suspect that there is deception in my sword? The thin man grinned.

"Yes." Zhao Zheng admitted frankly.

"Hehe, you're too careful, my sword-swallowing stunt is a hard practice for many years, there is no fraud, this sword is just an ordinary blunt sword, if you don't believe it, you can check it casually." The thin man didn't mind pulling out the blunt sword and handed it to Zhao Zheng.

Zhao Zheng took the sword and looked at it, there was a lot of saliva left on the sword, which directly proved that the sword body had really entered the body of a thin man. Now was not the time to be clean, so he took out his handkerchief, wiped the blade of the sword, and examined it more closely.

As a result, there was no mechanism at all for either the hilt or the blade, and it was an ordinary blunt sword.

Zhao Zheng frowned, if he swallowed the blunt sword in a real way, he wouldn't be able to do it.

"Are you done?" The wizened man asked triumphantly.

"I'm done." Zhao Zheng smiled bitterly.

"But what's the mechanism?"

"I haven't found it yet."

"Then I'll let you see a little more clearly." The thin man took the blunt sword and handed it to Yan Shi, "Master, Zhao Gongzi is not at ease with this sword, so please ask the head to be half busy and cut this sword open, so that Zhao Gongzi can see it clearly." ”

"This sword of yours is specially used to practice sword swallowing, if it is destroyed, it will not be good?" Yan Shi hesitated.

"It doesn't matter. When the time comes, just recast it. "The thin man doesn't care.

"Okay then." Yan Shi took the blunt sword. Raise your hand and throw it into the air. The blade of the sword flipped several times and fell downward. He drew his saber and swung it into the sky several times, and the overflowing sword aura emitted a devastating light, slicing the falling blunt sword into several pieces.

The severed blunt sword fell to the ground one by one, and the incisions were neat and smooth, and it could be clearly seen that the hilt and body of the sword were dead, and there were no mechanisms in them.

Zhao Zheng looked at the broken sword and completely dispelled his suspicions. He arched his hand towards the thin man and said, "I was suspicious of your hands and feet just now, I'm really sorry, you can practice this kind of unique skill, I admire it in my heart." ”

The thin man was very proud when he heard this, and laughed a few times.

"Zhao Gongzi, how is it? Can you mimic this sword-swallowing skill? If you can't imitate it, you will lose this literary fight. Yan Shi asked beside him.

"Senior, don't rush to conclusions, we have an agreement before, if you encounter a unique skill that I can't imitate, you will give me three days to prepare." Zhao Zheng didn't dare to hold it up. I thought about the possibility of such a situation, so I made this request.

"That's good. Just give you three days. ”

"Reveal the last one. Presumably, the third trick must be more difficult than swallowing a sword, and I will learn it along with this trick in three days. ”

"Hehe, the reason why a unique job is called a unique job is precisely because outsiders can't imitate it. If it takes three or two days to imitate a unique skill, it is not called a unique skill. Yan Shi smiled confidently and looked at the other young hall master, who understood what the master meant, and walked straight forward.

This person is the one in charge of the finale, and the trick he performs is the most difficult to imitate. He was the youngest of the hall masters, in his early thirties, and he had a bulging thing stuffed in his arms, and I don't know what it was.

"Zhao Gongzi, how do you feel about the flower I carved with my sword?" Yan Shi suddenly asked with a smile.

"It's amazing." As soon as Zhao Zheng heard Yan Shi's question, he immediately felt bad.

"My carver is not a miraculous skill, but his carver is called a miraculous skill." Yan Shi snorted at the young hall master.

Zhao Zheng's heart chuckled, listening to Yan Shi's meaning, this young hall master would also have the skill of carving directly with a sword, and he was even more superb than Yan Shi! He had set a rule before, forbidding Yan Shi from going out, but he still couldn't avoid this difficulty.

The young hall master walked to the wall of the martial arts training ground, moved a chair over, placed it in the middle of the field, reached into his arms, and took out the bulging thing, which turned out to be a pale green jade billet. It seems that he really wants to perform a carving trick.

Zhao Zheng smiled bitterly, even if he was killed, he wouldn't be able to perform this unique skill, let alone let him carve in a short time, even if he was given a carving knife to carve slowly, he wouldn't be able to carve anything.

The young hall master didn't say much, and after arching his hand at Zhao Zheng, he started directly. He drew his sword out of its sheath and stabbed it at the jade billet without hesitation, as if he had already made up his mind. After a sharp sound, a gap was pierced in the jade blank, and green crystalline slag flew to both sides.

"Whoosh! Bite! Clang! Laugh at! ”

The young hall master walked with the sword, and the sword in his hand collided with the hard jade billet with various sounds, which sounded slow and urgent. Each time the sword goes down, it will leave a mark on the jade blank, and through this way of refinement, the appearance of the jade will be changed.

At the beginning, the black flowers carved by Yan Shi were only the size of a palm, and the carving was soon finished, and the jade blank carved by this person was a whole circle larger than that, with a height of nearly two inches, and it was more time-consuming to carve. His strength is not as good as Yan Shi, and his internal force is insufficient, and he consumes most of his internal force during the carving. He took a small pill to replenish his internal force, continued the internal force that was about to be exhausted, and then continued to carve.

The jade billet gradually changed its appearance, and the green slag continued to peel off, revealing a blooming peony with roots, stems and leaves, and a total of three flower heads of different sizes. The peony clings to the background of the rockery, and the slender petals and branches are consolidated by the stout rockery.

Yan Shi carved just a flower, and he carved a complete peony! (To be continued.) )