Chapter Twenty-Nine: Fighting
Tianjin Dengying Tower.
"Which martial arts hall is this one?"
In the lobby of Dengying Tower, a well-dressed middle-aged man pointed upstairs while asking the diners around him.
And among the diners, there were people who replied.
"This time it's Master Wang Yansong of the Zhenwei Martial Arts Pavilion."
Hearing this name, the rich middle-aged man said in surprise.
"Even Master Wang was defeated? I heard that Master Wang's martial arts are among the nineteen martial arts halls in Tianjin, which are also rarely compared. ”
"Except for the current martial arts leader Zheng Shanao and Master Yuan Zhenglin, who broke his leg in the early years, no one in Tianjin martial arts can say that he is victorious."
Hearing the surprise of the rich middle-aged, some of these diners said.
"It's undefeated, and this time it's still its specialty lancet, but it's still defeated!"
At this time, the rich middle-aged man said in surprise.
"I heard that the man kicked the gym than rubbing his hands with a knife? Why did Master Wang use a lancet. ”
"I, a layman, know that the long knife of the lancet can't be used in the comparison of rubbing hands with a knife, but Master Wang underestimated the enemy?"
And as soon as this sentence came out, some of those diners actually laughed.
"Underestimating the enemy? Don't say that, the original martial arts hall kicked the hall, in order to show the magnanimity of the martial arts hall, the kicker chose a martial arts competition method in several Tianjin martial arts lines. ”
"But since that day when that person kicked into the town of Mighty Martial Arts, I don't know if he was shocked or what, he ignored this rule."
At this time, the diner deliberately sold a pass, and the rich middle-aged man also said anxiously at this time.
"Alas! Brother, don't sell it, say it quickly! What's going on in the end. ”
The diner saw that this rich middle-aged man was so anxious, and he hurriedly said.
"This knife rubbing hands has also become a fight!"
Hearing this, the rich middle-aged man said a little strangely.
"Is there any difference between this fighting and rubbing your hands with a knife?"
The diner was said again.
"Isn't it a layman, why is Tianjin the hometown of martial arts, don't you know this?"
"This knife rubbing hands is only better than hand-to-hand combat, and the knife marks cut on the protective gear are the basis for victory or defeat, and you can't intentionally hurt people."
"And the weapon is also limited to death, only this single-edged sword can be used."
Hearing this, the rich middle-aged man also nodded, and then said.
"I know this, since the man kicked out of the gym, the comparison of rubbing his hands with a knife is something that people are talking about everywhere, so what about the fight?"
Hearing this, the diner continued.
"This weapon fight is different, first of all, the weapons of the competition are not limited, and you can choose weapons at will."
"Moreover, there is no judgment on this result, unless one person falls to the ground, or directly admits defeat, otherwise there is no winner or loser."
"In the past, this kind of comparison was chosen when the two sides were fighting endlessly."
Hearing this, the rich middle-aged man asked a little strangely.
"Ahh Is this master Wang and that person really divided life and death? In this way, the martial arts hall can still invite that person to come here to climb the Ying Tower? ”
The diners were talking again.
"Didn't you say it was in the past? After all, this time is just a martial arts competition, so there is no difference between life and death. ”
"But there is no difference between life and death, but there is one point for winning or losing, this Wang Yansong is another person who has lost all the face of Tianjin since that Wang Tianfeng."
Hearing the name Wang Tianfeng, the rich middle-aged man said.
"Don't mention that villain, why did he lose all his face in Tianjin, how could Master Wang be reduced to the point of being on a par with him."
Hearing this, the diner said with a sneer.
"Temporarily changed the rules, rubbing his hands with a knife turned into a fight, and the most ridiculous thing is that even if he took out his unique lancet, he still lost."
"Do you think this is a loss of face?"
Hearing this, the rich middle-aged man didn't know how to pick up the stubble.
Seeing this rich middle-aged man, some of the diners also started a round.
I only heard someone say.
"Even so, this Master Wang is still not as shameless as that Wang Tianfeng, maybe he doesn't want to lose too much face in Tianjin Wuxing!"
Speaking of this, the diner who had been sarcastic continued.
"That's right, that person is too arrogant, kicking this Wang Yansong has already kicked six martial arts halls, and the most annoying thing is that every previous competition was only three or two moves to divide the winner and loser."
"Although Wang Yansong has changed the rules this time, he has made more than ten moves with that person after all, which is not bad."
Hearing this diner say this, the rich middle-aged man regained his original ugly complexion, and then said.
"That's not it, Master Wang also made a name for me in Tianjin's martial arts competition in the north, how can he be a general."
And the other side upstairs.
At this time, Ning Yuan was reviewing the competition with that king Yannian in his mind.
Speaking of which, today's competition is the biggest gain among Ning Yuan's six kicks.
After all, compared to the competition of the same kind of weapon, this competition of different weapons gave Ning Yuan much more inspiration.
Today, when Wang Yannian proposed to change "rubbing his hands with a knife" to "fighting", Ning Yuan didn't take it so seriously.
After all, in Ning Yuan's mind, although there is a difference between the two, after all, he relies on his hands to speak.
In addition, Ning Yuan knew that he wanted to complete the task behind him, and he had to come into contact with this kind of competition of different weapons after all, so Ning Yuan did not refuse.
But when it was time to take over, Ning Yuan had a strange feeling.
That is when he always felt that when he competed with Wang Yansong's lancet, his eight slashing knives were a little less meaningful in terms of length after all.
I don't know if it's because of the practice of the six-and-a-half stick method, he always feels that if the eight-point slashing knife is combined with the six-and-a-half stick, it won't work wonders.
After all, one inch is long and one inch is strong, and in today's competition with Wang Yansong, Ning Yuan already felt the meaning of this sentence.
It was precisely in order to experience the feeling of this long weapon that Ning Yuan had a few more tricks with that Wang Yansong.
And then after he figured out the truth and truth, he also grasped the flaw of Wang Yansong and defeated him with a direct move.
Speaking of which, Wang Yansong's martial arts are more powerful than Wang Tianfeng.
Ning Yuan estimated that Wang Tianfeng's weapon attainment was estimated to have just reached the level of lv3, but this Wang Yansong had a weapon attainment close to lv4.
Some people may say that there is no point in comparing different weapons.
However, Ning Yuan's personal experience made Ning Yuan understand that although these weapons are different, the way of weapons is the same.
One weapon is absolutely useless, and the other weapons are extremely fast to use.
After all, the use of this weapon is, in the final analysis, the mastery of the weapon, so the weapon is different, but these principles are the same.
It is precisely such an ordinary martial artist who is reluctant to reveal his true things except when he is divided between life and death.
Because if this thing is exposed in front of a real master, there is a risk that the other party will steal and crack it.