Teng Ji's tiger's eye bamboo steel whip waved with the sound of "whirring" breaking the wind, and the speed was far faster than the mountain axe that he had just stumped on. Pro-Shell Pavilion

Seeing this, Wu Song swung his knife to block, Teng Jian immediately retracted his whip, and then reluctantly cracked, and it was a continuous attack.

Wu Song was not in a hurry, and the other ring knife was waved to block it, and Teng Jian made the same move, and the whip was cracked again.

"Huh?"

Wu Song blocked it a few times, and he felt that Teng Huan's tiger's eye bamboo steel whip would become more powerful every time it fell.

Teng Huan's face was solemn, his arms were bruised, and he poured all his strength into the steel whip and swung it with all his might.

Wu Song held Teng Huan's steel whip with a knife, but the other ring knife was not preparing to parry, but directly attacked Teng Huan, although Teng Huan's strength was terrifying, but it was not Wu Song's opponent, and if the single whip could not take advantage of the strength, then this advantage would be lost.

Teng Huan's reaction was also very fast, and he hurriedly took a step back, and the steel whip in his hand slid backwards, blocking the ring knife from Wu Song's attack.

"It's too early to rejoice!"

Wu Song smiled, approached forward, and attacked Teng Jian at the same time with the two-step ring knife in his hand.

The steel whip in Teng Huan's hand kept waving, it was a dripping water, and it actually blocked Wu Song's series of attacks.

"How many more moves can you block?"

Wu Song's double knives in his hands kept swinging, forcing Teng Hu to retreat again and again, and if he continued to fight like this, Teng Jian would definitely be defeated if he didn't make ten moves.

In fact, the martial arts of Zhu Qi and Teng Jian are also quite good, and it is impossible for Wu Song to defeat the two so easily under normal circumstances, but this is the ring, and the range that can move around is so large, and they are at a disadvantage under the restrictions, so they will be easily defeated.

Teng Jian parried ten more moves, and when he saw that he was about to lose, he was a little unwilling to be ruthless, and the tiger's eye bamboo steel whip in his hand waved at Wu Song, wanting to make a last fight.

Seeing this, Wu Song put his two knives together, and the ring knife and the steel whip collided directly with a loud bang, and Teng Huan's tiger's eye bamboo double whip was shattered and broken into two sections.

This sudden scene shocked Teng Huan's heart, and it also surprised Wu Song, he didn't expect that there would be a problem with this weapon.

Wu Song took a step back from his sword, Teng Huan's weapon was broken, and the victory and defeat could be determined.

"I'm defeated!"

Looking at the broken steel whip in his hand, Teng Jian was silent for a while before he said, picked up the broken whip and stepped down.

"Brother Yuan, this fight Tiger Wusong is really powerful, I'm not an opponent!"

Teng Jian returned to the stands and said to Yuan Lang.

"Brother Teng Jian will rest first, and I will meet this Wu Song!"

Yuan Lang patted Teng Huan's shoulder and comforted him, and took his two water-milled steels into the ring.

Yuan Lang is nine feet tall, with a majestic figure, a bare face and a yellow beard, and as soon as he comes on stage, he gives people a strong sense of oppression.

"Ji Shan red-faced tiger Yuan Lang!"

Yuan Lang held two handfuls of steel and reported to Wu Song, from these refined words and tone, everyone could hear that Yuan Lang was an extremely old-fashioned and unsmiling person.

"I heard my brother say that there are five tigers in Jishan, Teng Huan, a tiger in the lower mountain, Ma Jin, a white-haired tiger and Ma Xun, a color-eating tiger Teng Huan, and a red-faced tiger Yuan Lang. Today, it seems that the five tigers of Jishan have all come to power! ”

Wu Song looked at Yuan Lang and smiled.

"Don't you think that if you have beaten the tiger, you will be able to suppress my Jishan Five Tigers?"

Yuan Lang's eyes were cold, and his face was not good, no one in Jishan called himself the Five Tigers of Jishan, and Wu Song in front of him was famous for fighting tigers, and he seemed to be born to be their nemesis.

"Hey, today is just a competition in the ring, how could I think like that, it's just that I saw that Jishan Five Tigers had martial arts, so I sighed."

Wu Song explained, it was too late for him to be happy to see such a character in the rivers and lakes, how could he be contemptuous.

"Then it's a lesson."

Yuan Lang didn't say anything more, and the two handfuls of steel in his hands were raised and put on a posture.

Wu Song saw Yuan Lang's pair of terrazzo steel, and he was also upright, Laos is an extremely rare weapon, with a complex structure, the most tricky and difficult of the eighteen blades, which can be smashed, pierced, scratched, and grasped, making people unguardable.

Yuan Lang's pair of terrazzo steel is even more incredible, more than three feet long, the handle end is a hand, the fingers are slightly bent, like a pair of tiger claws. The left hand weighs fifteen pounds, and the right one weighs sixteen pounds, and the weight of this single one is already heavier than that of an ordinary spear.

Yuan Lang saw that Wu Song also set up two knives, and rushed forward with one arrow step, and the pair of steel Laos smashed directly at Wu Song left and right.

Wu Song did not choose to make a hard connection this time, but took two steps back to dodge, and swung his knife to counterattack Yuan Lang.

Yuan Lang did not back down at all, and the double Laos in his hand also swung towards Wu Song.

The collision between the ring knife and the steel Lao caused a spark, and both sides did not back down, and a pair of ring knives and a pair of steel Lao were just put together.

Wu Song and Yuan Lang both widened their eyes with anger, and they both felt the great power of the other party.

Yuan Lang was secretly surprised, this was the first time he had encountered an opponent with such great strength.

"Interesting, it's finally a master!"

Wu Song looked at Yuan Lang and said with a smile, although the martial arts of Jian Ji and Teng Hu just now were also good, they were still a little worse than Yuan Lang.

"Fight again!"

Wu Song forced Yuan Lang back with all his might, and the two ring knives waved and killed the past, also using double weapons, Yuan Lang's strength was enough for him to fight hard.

Yuan Lang didn't say anything, and waved his hands straight towards Wu Song, a pair of steel Laos was not inferior to the ring knife.

The fight of short weapons is not as good as that of long weapons, Lu Zhishen and Deng Yuanjue are really a competition of strength and strength, but there are more changes in short weapons, and the speed is already dizzying.

"Impossible, this Wu Song can actually tie with Yuan Lang!"

Li Kai couldn't believe it, Ji Shan Five Tigers thought Yuan Lang was the strongest in martial arts, Yuan Lang was just a coolie who moved bricks and built a house in his early years, he was born with a vision, he looked extremely majestic, and his strength was even greater, he could carry the beams and pillars in the temple alone, and then he quarreled with others, knocked down a wall with a punch in anger, and then fell into the rivers and lakes, relying on a pair of heavy steel Laos to break into a great name.

"You see, it's not a tie! Yuan Lang was at a disadvantage, and he was suppressed by that Wu Song by his strength! ”

Li Zhu said in a low voice, Wu Song's ring knife collided with Yuan Lang's steel Laos, every time the steel Lao was hit by the ring knife and retreated half a point, although Yuan Lang fought hard, but he was always behind Wu Song's side, but the master won this line.

"This Wu Song's strength is terrifying, and Yuan Lang's power against Gang Lao can't be exerted."

Du Yan shook his head and said, this kind of weapon is different from the knife, the attack of the knife is just a crackling and stabbing, and Laos can still smash, scratch, pierce, and scratch, but now that he has lost a point in strength, these attack methods have become vain, and he can't fight head-on, so how can he have a chance to change his moves?

"Just now, this Wu Song didn't go all out in the two formations! It's scary! ”

A murderous aura of excitement flashed in Yu Tai's eyes, he was the most aggressive, how could an opponent who had seen such a good thing now not be excited?

Li Zhu squinted his eyes and looked at Wu Song's sword technique.

"Rigid and soft, not purely by strength, this footwork?"

Li Zhu's expression became solemn, Wu Song's knife technique was very powerful, but this footwork made him even more surprised, the force started from the feet, the basic martial arts were in the lower plate, Wu Song's footwork was as calm but flexible as Menghu walking, and every step out was extremely oppressive.

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