Chapter 17: Matthew's Mad Demon Swordsmanship
Matthew paused, rolled his eyes, and then laughed: Master He, be careful, look at my trick! β
He Taichong and the people around him looked at what he said solemnly, and expected that Matthew might have to use some powerful moves. Everyone stared wide-eyed, only to see Matthew using all the majestic internal force in his body, and his face was red.
Then I saw that the sword in my hand moved quickly, faster and faster, even to the point that others couldn't see clearly, and under the blessing of internal force, the sound of sword roaring wind and thunder sounded very terrifying.
Suddenly, Matthew shouted: Ha! Take it, mad demon swordsmanship! I saw Matthew turn around, and the long sword in his hand flew out in a whirl, and flew straight towards He Taichong's front door, and the speed was extremely fast.
He Taichong is also worthy of being a veteran who has worked hard in the rivers and lakes for many years, with rich experience, seeing that the speed of the long sword is so fast that it is too late to dodge, he overturned an iron plate bridge on the spot, just dodging the flying sword! Then I knew it was not good! This time he lost the opportunity, the kid must have bullied himself, and quickly slapped the ground and bounced up.
I just saw that Matthew had already rushed to him with his fist raised, and he raised his hand to beat him, this is okay, and he has to defend himself with a sword.
On the other side, Matthew rushed towards He Tai after throwing the sword out, Matthew thought very simply, although his swordsmanship experience was not as good as his. But his internal strength is so much higher than him, it is not enough to fight him hand-to-hand at close range. How many punches and kicks he could withstand.
While He Taichong was dodging his "flying sword", Matthew had already come to He Taichong's side, but he didn't expect the other party to react so quickly and make defensive moves.
"Baza Black!" Matthew poured his internal force into his throat and shouted, and the crowd around him felt only a muffled thunderous sound, which shook their ears and even the tiles of the nearby house trembled.
He Taichong, who was the closest, was directly shocked, and he was in a mess. The sword in his hand could no longer be raised, and Matthew took the opportunity to punch him in the face.
He Taichong flew out with a scream, and then fell to the ground and did not move, probably fainted. Matthew's punch used pure physical strength, not much internal force, if he really used all his strength, I was afraid that he would directly punch him to death.
This trick is Matthew in the present life has been watching Yang Guo's experience, Yang Guo has been taught by Huang Yaoshi, Bihai Chaoshengqu, this is a music technique, Yang Guo gave the test just has this knowledge, Matthew himself has different rhythms, he must not be able to learn, but after reading it, he came up with such a usage.
Matthew was relieved to see that it was finally over, but he didn't know that the people around him were looking at him dumbfounded, with a look of slump, even Zhang Sanfeng, a respected old-timer, was speechless.
All of them are martial arts people, and everyone is competing for skills, superb swordsmanship, and then there is the reaction to the enemy. But what the hell do you mean?
Oh! At first, there was a burst of incomprehensible swordsmanship, which made it extraordinary, and then he lost the sword... The sword is lost... Lost... Finish....
, what kind of fighting style do you have, who doesn't regard the sword as more important than his own life, who throws the sword like a stick at you, this is a sword? What the hell is this!
I really believe in your evil, and you are crazy with swordsmanship, I think it's a few blind slashes, people He Taichong finally reacted, you yelled again, what are you doing, what kind of bullshit!
What is this, the little gangsters fight, how can there be such a scoundrel style of play. The martial arts people looked at He Taichong who fell to the ground sympathetically. "Master He, you are not unjustly defeated, hey, it's really pitiful."
After a while, the talent of the Kunlun faction reacted, and hurriedly walked to the side of his own head, and after a look, he found that he had just fainted, and then he was relieved. Then he took a few steps forward, "This son, thank you for your mercy, thank you." β
Matthew waved his hand: It's just a matter of fighting, and it's not a life-and-death battle. β
The other party's eyes twitched obviously, and he didn't speak, but just hugged his fist at Matthew again, and then turned around and said goodbye to Zhang Sanfeng: Zhang Zhenren, today's facts are helpless, and it is inconvenient for my Kunlun faction to stay, so I will leave. β
Zhang Sanfeng said with a smile: Mr. Tieqin is serious, Wudang is not well entertained, please take it. "But it's not very polite, after all, He Taichong just now lost the face of Wudang.
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Everyone returned to Wudang Zixiao Palace again, and the atmosphere at this time was harmonious, although the others intended to attack Wudang again, but their status and strength were insufficient, but everyone who took the lead could only stand still.
Matthew and Mo Shenggu or the six heroes Yin Liting sat together and talked very happily, the two of them were the youngest of the seven heroes, because Matthew's actions just now greatly solved the difficulties of Wudang, and he was very grateful to Matthew at this time. "Brother Ma is good, I can't see that he can fight, haha."
Matthew wasn't embarrassed either, just smiled and said: Luck! β
Zhang Sanfeng sat in the first place, and he was also happy in his heart, maybe he was troubled by this little doll, and Wudang's catastrophe passed without danger. hehe
When everyone in Wudang was rejoicing, and everyone else was thinking about how to make trouble, at this time, the voice of Wudang disciples came from outside the hall, and the Shaolin Temple heard the residence and brought three Shaolin elders to celebrate his birthday! β
Immediately afterwards, I saw a large group of monks walking in, and the monk who took the lead in a brocade orchid robe came to Zhang Sanfeng and gave a salute: the abbot of Shaolin Temple heard that Zhang Zhenren had a hundred years of birthday and came to visit. β
Shaolin's reputation is definitely on par with Wudang in the rivers and lakes, Zhang Sanfeng, as the head of Wudang, even if he is so senior that he doesn't know where to go, he still stands up and talks to him, which is related to the faΓ§ade of the two factions.
"The old way is a hundred years old, it's not worth mentioning, how dare the three major Shaolin monks come here, it's really a long way to come!"
Kongwen said a Buddha number to give: Amitabha, don't hide it, I Shaolin came to Wudang at this time, in addition to paying homage to Zhang Zhenren, but there is also another thing. I just want to ask Zhang Wuxia where Xie Xun, the golden lion king of the golden retriever, is now"
"When Xie Xun seized the dragon slaying knife, several abbots of Shaolin were killed by Xie Xun, and I recently heard that Zhang Wuxia knew Xie Xun's whereabouts, so I came to look at Wuxia and told one or two, and the poor monk was grateful."
When the people around heard it, they were lively, "Yes, Zhang Wuxia, we are all here for Xie Xun, he kills people like hemp, why do you want to cover him up, let's say it.!"
There was a lot of chaos and shouting. Zhang Cuishan had no choice but to come out and continue to say his words that he could not betray his brother, but things were back to square one.