Since Xu Dong had never been familiar with this kind of weapon, he couldn't find a feeling for a while.

After dodging Huang Yong's tricks one by one, he drew his sword, and the fan-shaped axe blade followed his blade.

Xu Dong drew his sword back, and before the man could react, his palm and wrist flipped over, and the tip of the sword stabbed at the opponent's ribs.

The sword walked invisibly, and the man was taken aback, and turned sideways to dodge.

This man swallowed up and down, the tiger and the tiger sounded, at first glance he was a rare wrestler, Xu Dong only made the sword shape like a swimming snake, let the opponent's moves fail, a little bit of his strength, and at the same time wear out his patience.

Sure enough, after thirty moves in a row, the man was already panting like a cow, and his temperament became scorched.

Xu Dong saw this vacancy, turned the false move into a real move, separated the axe blade, sank the fish and fell the goose with a sword, broke the armor on the man's chest, and scattered it to the ground with a bang.

According to the rules of the competition, as long as the blade hits the opponent's fatal point, the winner or loser will be determined immediately, and the referee waved the white flag and announced that Huang Yong had lost the fight.

The man was rough and bold, and he bowed his hand to Xu Dong, picked up his armor and went out.

won the first game, called Chen Kun, Fang Lei, Xing Bing and others to be excited, and swept away the gloomy emotions left by yesterday's defeat.

After the primary election, there were still twelve people in the remaining nine sections, and Xu Dong drew a flag officer from the Kanzi camp this time, named Sha Buye.

This Sha Bulie doesn't use any weapons, and is willing to fight with Xu Dong PK, but Xu Dong can't ask for it, because fists are his strength.

This person is accustomed to Baguazhang, although he is proficient, but he lacks trickery, and it is difficult to pose a threat to Xu Dongliuhe's divine palm.

After suffering more than 40 moves, Xu Dong finally found a flaw, intercepted the opponent with a few palms in a row, and took this person down, so that he couldn't use a trick.

"Oh yes!" When Xu Dong appeared, Chen Kun was so unhappy that he surrounded him in the center, talking and laughing.

According to the results of the drawing, as soon as tomorrow begins, it will be the battle between Xu Dong and Song Guang, the veteran of the Lizi Battalion.

In the evening, in the Chinese military tent, Xu Dongzheng and Chen Kun and others were discussing tomorrow's competition, and Yan Laohu, the head of the hussar battalion, came to look for him.

Seeing that President Yan Ying was coming, Chen Kun and the others were afraid that the two bosses would have something important to discuss, so they greeted Yan Laohu, and each quickly flashed people.

Xu Dong was very wary of Yan Laohu, "What are you looking for me?"

Yan Laohu was used to the seventeenth horse master's humility and arrogance, and he said, "Can't I look for you if it's okay?"

There were only the two of them in the tent, Yan Laohu closed the door, and Xu Dong didn't know what he wanted to do, and his heart pounded sharply.

"You're going to compete tomorrow, and I'm coming to you just for tomorrow's competition. ”

"What's wrong with the competition? I heard that this Song Guang has been practicing swords since he was a child, and he has practiced a set of style swordsmanship, and he won the third place in the ninth section in the martial arts competition the year before last, I'm afraid there is no way to break him?"

Yan Laohu took out the sword he was wearing and said, "You have to fight with me first, if you can win against me, you may be able to break him tomorrow." ”

Xu Dong was stunned for a moment, "You have also practiced the Wind School Sword Technique?"

"Don't talk yet, fight me later. ”

Xu Dong had no choice but to hold a sword and dismantle Yan Laohu.

Fortunately, this room is not small, and the wind sword skills are also suitable for indoor fighting, the two of them are fighting in the house in table tennis, and the guards outside the tent are frightened.

Xu Dong and Yan Laohu had never faced each other with swords, and when they saw him use these strange moves, they would be confused for a while.

This style sword technique is loose and tight, almost seventy or eighty rounds, one move is more tricky than the other, Yan Laohu abruptly used a few more tricky strange styles, and pressed Xu Dong to the corner of the house step by step.

"You can open these tricks and play tomorrow, otherwise, I advise you to take a break from this competition, lest you lose and be irritable!"

Xu Dong thought about Yan Laohu's moves for half a night before finding a way to dismantle them.

The first battle was Xu Dong's PK Huangqi Battalion's veteran Song Guang.

said that he was a veteran, but in fact, Song Guang was only a little over fifty, because there were very few people in the hussar camp who were over fifty and still in service, so these people were called veterans.

But compared to Xu Dong, Song Guang is more than a round older than him, emotionally speaking, he can't bear to hurt this person, but when fighting, he can't talk about any emotion.

Not to mention anything else, he Xu Dong is also the second eldest in the hussar battalion, if he loses to the people below, he will lose some face, and it will give people the impression that he is useless among the seventeen horses.

Song Guang's sword skills were the same as those used by Yan Laohu last night, but the skills were more sophisticated and skilled, and they were correspondingly less domineering than Yan Laohu.

When the most urgent moves were taken out, he thought that he was determined to win, and there was even a hint of contempt for Xu Dong at the corner of his mouth.

Xu Dong was almost shaken at first, wanting to let Song Guang go in this scene and make the veteran's merits complete, but later he was angered by his contemptuous smile.

He forgot that in the state of rage, the sword in his hand was particularly lethal, as if he didn't obey the call, and went straight to Song Guang's throat.

He withdrew his sword in shock, but it was still a little too late.

Song Guang was also stunned, instinctively dodging his head, and the tip of the sword slashed against Song Guang's throat, cutting a blood-red hole.

Song Guang was hit hard and fell straight on the field.

The battle ended with Xu Dong's big victory, and Xu Dong himself felt extremely uncomfortable, feeling that he was invincible in front of Song Guang.

After Xu Dong entered the top three, he participated in the next two competitions, one was with the Genzi Battalion with Dan Kezhen, and the other was with Pang Shiyuan, the manager of the Xunzi Battalion.

This Dan Kezhen's ancestor is known as the "God of Guns", because before Dan Kezhen's ancestor, people were accustomed to using spears, but Kezhen's ancestors changed spears to guns, and created a set of magic methods for using guns.

But Kezhen inherited the ancestral marksmanship, and even carried it forward, and won the reputation of "Gun Saint".

Pei Dazhi worshiped Dan Kezhen as a teacher, and comprehended the essence of Dan Kezhen's gun, so he got a Pei Da Gun ** name.

Chen Kun encouraged Xu Dong, "If Deputy Xu Ying wins, but Kezhen, that reputation will be resounding all over the sky!"

Fang Lei said, "Even if you lose in the hands of the 'Gun Saint', you won't suffer much damage to your reputation, because for a few years in a row, the high-level top spot is Dan Kezhen's stable name." ”

Listening to the two of them, Xu Dong won but Kezhen had no confidence.

After a short break, Xu Dong and Dan Kezhen played.

But Kezhen really lives up to the reputation of "Gun Saint", a gun piercing, stabbing, tart, slashing, winding, ringing, blocking, taking, fluttering, pointing, dialing, dancing flowers, making it impermeable, splashing water does not enter, cold stars are dotted, and silver light is shining......

In the first twenty he, but Kezhen had the upper hand over Xu Dong.

Xu Dong was entangled tightly by the other party, and for a while he only had the power to block, and there was no chance to fight back.

He was taken aback, thinking that he had finally met a master, and he couldn't do anything.

In the 100 rounds, Xu Dong never saw the empty air to turn the situation around, so he had no choice but to admit defeat with his sword.