[Chapter 25: Who Fights]

"It's a sword fight!" The onlookers naturally moved out of the way, and several teams of city guards who had already come to maintain law and order also began to direct the surrounding pedestrians and vendors, exposing the street to a large open space.

In Hongshan County, there is a clear rule that the city guards should give reasonable support to normal martial arts competitions. What's more, Huaxia Seiko has been greeted by someone, so be sure to take care of one or two, and those city guards will naturally not find trouble with Lu Bu.

Lu Buqi stood in the east, the setting sun was pouring on his back, his shirtless body was shining with a bronze luster, and the long sword in his hand was casually resisting his right shoulder, and the whole person gave people a sense of domineering.

Sikong Wei Dian, who was holding the Xuantie broadsword with one hand, contracted his pupils, maybe the bladeless sword also had an advantage, that is, he was not afraid of hurting himself.

A Xuantian heavy sword that has not been polished or polished at all, and a Xuantian broadsword that is simply polished and sharpened. Neither of them can be regarded as finished products, but everyone knows that these two are definitely first-class weapons, but who is the super-first-class will soon be known.

It was the end of the Shen hour, it was almost dinner time, and many onlookers didn't even eat lunch, but they were still in good spirits. Seeing the duel between the two swordsmiths and witnessing the appearance of a divine weapon at the same time is definitely a once-in-a-decade opportunity.

Hearing some bystanders talking about a martial arts competition, he pinched the tip of his nose lightly and said loudly: "Don't shout nonsense, it's just a sword competition, not a martial arts competition! Don't wait until I lose the sword, and if I lose the martial arts, it's not worth it." ”

There is indeed a difference between sword competition and martial arts, the former will not use any fancy skills and combat skills, and will only use powerful liliang to fight hard, while the latter is a comparison of martial arts and combat strength.

The destruction of the sword only means that the sword is not good, but it does not mean that the personal force value is not good!

And Lu Buqi's rather humorous self-deprecation undoubtedly caused a daxiao, and the atmosphere on the entire street suddenly eased. The leader of a city guard said in a loud voice: "Don't abandon the master, this is our home field, you can't admit it, whether it's a sword competition or a martial arts competition, you have to rise up!"

Everyone responded with a bang, mostly in support of Lu Bu's voice, this is the advantage of the home field.

However, there are also many people who support Sikong Weidian, after all, Sikong Jia's fame is too great, and most of the onlookers who are so onlookers have not seen the scene of Lu Buqi's "thinking about the fire", nor have they heard Sikong Weidian's not particularly big self-ashamed voice.

In this rather warm atmosphere, Cheng Zhi also cheered Lu Buqi with his throat, and his bright head shone in the afterglow.

"Don't abandon the master, please!" Sikong Weidian gestured with a salute. An excellent martial artist is not necessarily a powerful swordsmith, but a powerful swordsmith is definitely an excellent martial artist, which no one will doubt at all.

Lu Buqi shook his head: "You are a guest, you invite first!"

Sikong Weidian no longer had any nonsense, his body sank, he stepped forward, and with both hands, he raised the Xuantie broadsword and slashed towards Lu Buqi, and the sword went out, surging and vicious.

Lu Buqi did not underestimate it, he also held the sword in both hands, and with the help of his feet, the person swept the ground and slashed out, facing the Xuantie broadsword of Sikong Weidian.

In the sound of clanging, swords collided, sparks flew everywhere, and the powerful Liliang made the two of them tremble, and their bodies kicked their hind legs.