At this time, Zhao Changfeng had already selected a knife from the shelf again, returned to the ring, and prepared for the next battle.

Next, Zhao Changfeng had two more fights, namely Wu Jinxuan of the Tianyuan Martial Arts Pavilion and Sun Chao of the Fangcun Martial Arts Pavilion, two black-clothed apprentices. And several hall owners on the main seat also decided not to study Zhao Changfeng's moves anymore, anyway, they couldn't see through it, so they simply watched the competition between apprentices with relish.

Next, as everyone thought, Zhao Changfeng relied on his strange knife technique to defeat two people in a row in just a quarter of an hour, once again showing extraordinary strength.

"I lost. ”

With the admission of defeat by Sun Chao, the eldest disciple of the Fangcun Martial Arts Hall, Zhao Changfeng has already challenged six black-clothed apprentices, after these six hard battles, Zhao Changfeng is also slightly panting, obviously expending some physical strength, fortunately, these competitions are mainly based on competition, and both sides are not fighting too hard, so Zhao Changfeng's current state is still at the peak.

Yang Bingyi looked at the young man standing alone in the ring in front of him at this time, and the look of appreciation in his eyes could not be concealed, although he had already identified Zhao Changfeng as a black-clothed apprentice, but due to the rules of the assessment, Zhao Changfeng still needed to compete with the black-clothed man in his Blood Scorpion Martial Arts Gym.

"Come on, it's over. Yang Bingyi easily commanded the apprentice standing behind him, and then began to wait for this last battle.

"Wait, Master. ”

Several hall owners turned their heads to look when they heard this, only to see a young man with a warm face walking over from the side.

"Jin Shan, do you have something wrong?" Yang Bingyi showed a kind smile, the person who came was Jin Shan, the senior brother of the Blood Scorpion Martial Arts Pavilion, and also the strongest black-clothed apprentice. Among his apprentices, Jin Shan is the one he is most optimistic about.

Jin Shan first bowed to several hall masters, and then said respectfully to Yang Bingyi: "Master, I want to have a fight with Senior Brother Changfeng to confirm martial arts." ”

Jin Shan's strength is high and he is still calm, and Yang Bingyi is more relieved to have him on the field, and at this time, seeing that he took the initiative to ask Ying, he only thought about it for a while, and nodded without thinking too much.

"That's the end of the matter. Yang Bingyi instructed, the sound outside the strings was obvious, and then he stopped care.

Jin Shan nodded, and then got up and walked out, as the eldest disciple of the Blood Scorpion Martial Arts Pavilion and the strongest black-clothed apprentice, his appearance naturally attracted everyone's attention.

Jin Shan is extremely handsome, although his strength is high, but his look is full of warmth, and he wears an ordinary black practice uniform on him, but it has a unique bearing, which is very attractive. As soon as he appeared, he attracted everyone's attention.

Although Zhao Changfeng's temperament is also very outstanding, compared to Jin Shan, who is several years older, he is still a little less mature. I saw that Jin Shan's footsteps were calm, and there was no unnaturalness in the eyes of everyone. And he didn't use the weapons on the rack, but just took two of the most ordinary short sticks and walked into the ring.

Although Jin Shan's temperament is very attractive, looking at Jin Shan in front of him, Zhao Changfeng's heart always feels uncomfortable, but he didn't think much about it, just regarded it as the tension that should be in the last battle, and then didn't care anymore, calmed down and prepared for the battle.

"Senior Brother Changfeng, please!" Jin Shan clenched his fists, his face warm. His remarks caused a slight sensation in the audience.

Jin Shan's junior brother is not just talking about it, the implication is to tell everyone that it has become a sure thing that Zhao Changfeng has passed the assessment today, and Zhao Changfeng also understood what he meant, and at this time he also hugged his fist to Jin Shan, showing a trace of gratitude.

"The competition begins!" With Yang Bingyi's order, the two of them all moved suddenly, approaching as quickly as two phantoms.

Zhao Changfeng's sword was longer than a short stick, and he had the advantage of taking the lead, and at this time, he saw that Jin Shan had come to his attack range, so he did not hesitate to swing a knife. Zhao Changfeng has studied the knife technique for so many years, and his knife technique has long been able to get out of the original shape of the martial arts he has learned, only to see that this move is just the simplest beginner action, but it is quite extraordinary to be displayed by him, the black blade draws a fan-shaped black shadow, and the friction between the blade and the air makes a "woo" sound, which makes people's scalp numb.

However, as the first apprentice in black, how could Jin Shan be so easy to deal with. I saw that he didn't have the slightest intention of dodging in the face of this knife at this time, and the two short sticks were staggered together, just blocking Zhao Changfeng's knife in front of him.

"Angry Dragon Broken River!"

Jin Shan shouted, only to see that the force in his hand was gradually strengthened, and the two short sticks quickly crossed together, like a pair of scissors, and Zhao Changfeng's war knife was firmly clamped, and the black war knife made a "creaking" sound, as if it was about to be broken by Jin Shan in the next second.

Jin Shan took advantage of this gap and smiled gently at Zhao Changfeng, "Senior Brother Changfeng, you have to be careful, my level is not so easy." ”

Zhao Changfeng smiled when he heard this, and saw that as soon as his feet turned, the whole person spun in the air with a long knife. Jin Shan then felt a rotating force from the sword, and the double sticks in his hands also lost their firmness, and he couldn't help but loosen a little at this time. Zhao Changfeng's eyes, who were aware of this, flashed, and the war knife in his hand took this opportunity to open the blockade of the double sticks and continue to stab towards Jinshan.

"Jiaolong out of the hole!" Zhou Cang's eyes lit up when he saw this, he was a master of using a stick, how could he not recognize this move.

"I didn't expect that even the gun and stick were added to the knife technique by him. He praised, and several museum owners on the side also nodded again and again.

However, this unexpected knife was already expected by Jinshan, and he stepped back early, allowing Zhao Changfeng's knife to continue to press forward, but it was always an inch in front of the tip of his nose. When he realized that the castration of this knife had been exhausted, Jin Shan suddenly turned from retreat to advance, and at the speed that others were caught off guard, he shot out three rollers in a row, attacking Zhao Changfeng's three empty spots respectively.

"Jinshan's grasp of the timing no longer belongs to me. There are also curators on the side who praised Jin Shan's performance.

However, Zhao Changfeng obviously had already expected Jin Shan's movements, and when he felt that his stab was ineffective, he began to withdraw his knife to defend, a war knife not only attacked sharply, but even the defense was not dripping, I saw that his wrist was twisted, and the black phantom in his hand opened in the shape of an umbrella, and everyone only heard the three sounds of "bell bell" three times, and saw Zhao Changfeng easily block the three sticks.

"Good block!" Jin Shan shouted, and then his stick momentum changed, and the stick technique that was still fierce and domineering before became extremely delicate at this time, like raindrops, drop after drop, stick after stick, and soon merged into a stick shadow in the sky, like a rain curtain hitting Zhao Changfeng.

Zhao Changfeng's expression condensed slightly, only to see that his body sank slightly, and then transported the war knife in front of him, and the black phantoms formed a wall, just like that, they confronted the sky stick shadow.

The duel between the two is like playing chess, and the next move has already been thought of when one move is made, and the dangerous offensive and defensive conversion seems to others to be like a smooth flow in the two of them, which is pleasing to the eye.

Perhaps seeing that he couldn't attack for a long time, Jin Shan suddenly changed his moves, only to see him retreat half a step back to avoid the attack range of the war knife, and then saw him send his two sticks together.

"Ssangyong goes to sea!"

Jin Shan shouted, two short sticks pointed directly at Zhao Changfeng's double ribs, the ribs were very weak, Zhao Changfeng's eyes were flashing at this time, he knew that the opportunity was coming, only to see him, his wrist quietly turned, and he simply made a move towards Jin Shan, and the black knife light drew a beautiful arc in the air, and then fell on Jin Shan's shoulder without any obstruction.

"Win!" Zhao Changfeng looked happy, and then he was about to take back the long knife.

"Haha, this kid Jinshan has directly sold a flaw. Yang Bingyi smiled and shook his head, but his expression changed greatly when he said this.

"Not good!"

He shouted, but it was too late.

"Huh?"

Zhao Changfeng frowned, he didn't know why Jin Shan didn't stop at this time, the short stick that stretched out was still approaching Zhao Changfeng's chest. At this time, Zhao Changfeng's heart suddenly had an ominous premonition, and this premonition was growing sharply, and soon his whole body was enveloped in it.

Zhao Changfeng was a little puzzled, so he looked at the short stick that stretched out, and then his pupils suddenly shrank, and his scalp was numb, because at this time he found that the stick head that was still ordinary before had become a blade, this blade was about the length of a palm, enough to pierce his heart, and the sword flashed with a piercing cold light, and it seemed that it was bounced out of the short stick. At this time, Zhao Changfeng finally knew the source of his uneasiness, but it was obviously too late, and when he saw the blade less than a foot away from him, Zhao Changfeng was like falling into an ice cave.

"Die. ”

Jin Shan's gentle expression became hideous and abnormal at some point, from the squirming of his lips, Zhao Changfeng knew that he was saying these two words, but he couldn't hear any sound, at this time Zhao Changfeng's world became silent, he only felt that everything around him became slow, including his body.