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When Wang Yangming saw this old man say this, he didn't necessarily look down on himself, maybe he was really worried that he was overestimating his strength, so he kindly reminded him, but anyone who heard this would be unhappy. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info replied at the moment: "The boy's weapon is called Zangfeng, which is made of dark iron, weighing one hundred and six catties, and there has never been a living mouth under the sword, please remind your disciple to be careful." β
Luo Weiluo saw that Wang Yangming was actually-for-tat against his words, and the boss was unhappy in his heart. He has been dominant in Khorezm for many years, and no one dares to have the slightest disrespect for him, he said in his heart that this hairy boy does not know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, and it will be good for him to suffer a little, so he told his disciples to do their best and not leave their hands.
Wang Yangming and the disciple exchanged salutes, and then jumped into the middle and put on a posture. Wang Yangming used the heavy sword nine style, and the man held Vientiane Feng in his hand, waiting for Wang Yangming to make a move. Wang Yangming said: "Be careful!" stepped forward with a sword, and the nine styles of the heavy sword were unfolded, and the moves were all directed towards the man's life. This heavy sword nine style is a simplification, ingenious swordsmanship, and after Wang Yangming's countless battlefield battles, it has already reached the realm of simplicity, the vultures shook their heads, and the swordsmanship of the heart is really suitable for killing the enemy in the battle array, and the young general in front of him is really a rare general in a hundred years, and he has a heart to make friends with him.
The disciple did not fall behind in the moves, his Vientiane Feng is one of the most bizarre weapons in the world, pay attention to the whole body everywhere can not be moved, he sometimes with his hands to resist the front, sometimes with the legs to move the front, sometimes with the chest, front and back, shoulder blades and arms everywhere to transport the weapon, see that Vientiane Feng around his body dripping and rotating, Wang Yangming's heavy sword all blocked, the materials of the two weapons are the treasure of the world, collide with each other to bring a spark, very good-looking. Wang Yangming was secretly surprised in his heart, and said to himself that the senior brother had said to himself that there were all kinds of weapons in the world, and the Vientiane Feng in front of him was simply a weapon that he had never heard of or imagined, and there was such an exquisite method of transporting weapons in the world, which really opened his eyes.
As everyone knows, in the eyes of that disciple, Wang Yangming's heavy sword nine styles also opened his eyes, he has never seen such a wonderful swordsmanship in the world in his life, obviously the other party is back and forth is those few moves, but each move makes himself unbreakable, can only be blocked by all kinds of exquisite moves of Vientiane Feng, and it is difficult to fight back.
Seeing that the two of them were fighting equally, the sect master shouted a few words in his mouth, obviously instructing his disciple's martial arts. When the disciple heard the master's lesson, he suddenly rose up with great might, danced the Vientiane Feng brightly, and with a fierce aura, he actually rushed into Wang Yangming's defensive circle. Wang Yangming's heart came well, and suddenly divided the Zangfeng heavy sword into two, repelled each other with the same pole, and a huge force spread out with him as the center, the disciple only felt that Vientiane Feng ran into the opponent's suddenly separated weapon, and he couldn't hold it, and almost swept Vientiane Feng away, but fortunately, his whole body could control Vientiane Feng, and he was busy using the power of his fingers to turn Vientiane Feng around, rub his body straight, and attack again. Wang Yangming instantly turned the heavy sword into a different pole attraction, and once again swung the Vientiane Feng away, this time his strength was even more fierce, and the Vientiane Feng was thrown out drippingly, and he was about to break out of the disciple's control.
The disciple suddenly shouted, and his right hand actually skyrocketed by a foot at this moment, and he grabbed Vientiane Feng stiffly. Wang Yangming was amazed, and said in his heart that he had heard the senior brother say that there is a kind of martial arts in the world, which can stretch the bones and shrink the bones when practiced to a high level, and change the shape of the body in an instant.
One of the two relied on the magic of the Tibetan Feng heavy sword, and the other relied on the fantasy of yoga, and fought for more than 50 rounds in the blink of an eye, regardless of victory or defeat, the disciple's internal strength and Wang Yangming were between the two of them, and they were opponents. Wang Yangming's heart said to this point, it can be regarded as saving enough face for the other party, it can't be dragged on for a long time, it is better to win quickly, and he still has to retain his physical strength to deal with the next game, so the swordsmanship suddenly changed, and a flash of fire exploded from the sword, and attacked the disciple along the sword edge, the disciple only felt that there was a scorching internal force from Vientiane Feng, and suddenly his sleeves were on fire, and he was burned into ashes in a moment, and the disciple was shocked and hurriedly retreated, which avoided Wang Yangming's internal force, and saw Wang Yangming's face red, and the hidden blade heavy sword in his hand was burned like a soldering ironγ
When the grandmaster saw this fire and greed, he said a few words, and Bi fell beside Zhang Qian, and said to Zhang Qian: "The grandmaster said that there is such a wonderful knife technique in the world. It was an eye-opener for him. "Zhang Qian's head, the fire and greed of the heart is a strange skill in martial arts, no wonder this grandmaster appreciates it. Wang Yangming listened to Biluo's words, and said in his heart, what do you know as a grandmaster, that is, my teacher San Yisheng, is full of praise for this fire greed. Not to mention you.
Wang Yangming was unforgiving, all the way to the eleventh style of fire greed and a knife all the way, that disciple could barely resist with all his strength, let alone fight back, than here, everyone already knew that Wang Yangming's strength was far above this disciple, and it was only a matter of time before he won.
Zhang Qian was afraid that if the two families won or lost, it would inevitably make the king's face gloomy, so he hurriedly said to Wang Yangming: "Take it!"
Wang Yangming stopped as he said, and the disciple also stopped, panting, and his eyes were full of admiration for Wang Yangming.
The sect master stood up, walked up to Wang Yangming, and asked him, "Boy, your sword skills are good, I don't know what it's called." β
Wang Yangming said: "Looting is like fire, bloodthirsty is greedy, why use a second knife to kill!"
The Grandmaster nodded and said, "Good sword technique, good knife technique." Your current realm is still too low to fully exert the strength of this sword technique. When your martial arts enter the Olympic Games, I will definitely come to learn from you. β
Wang Yangming said in his heart When my martial arts are completed, your old man may be in the ground, and he will learn a wool. But he still complimented the old man on his face, and the grandmaster reflexively returned to the king's side and said, "There are indeed many talents among the Xia people, and this little young man's martial arts are amazing. β
The king smiled and said, "I, Khorezm, may not be bad, the disciples of the grandmaster have not fully learned the skills of the grandmaster, so there is no need to be presumptuous." β
The second game is over, and the third game starts now. The king said to the vultures: "Speaking of the art of riding and archery, it is your old profession, and I think it is better for you to show your hand and show our friends who have come from afar." β