"Mr. Momotaro, since you have already delivered the challenge book to the door in person, it would be a bit rude for me to refuse again, please draw a line. Wang Shixian saw that he didn't need a group of people to beat him, so he readily agreed, although he also wanted to perform the next person to fight a group of Japanese samurai, so that Wulin would leave his legend from now on, but since his debut, he has met a few strong opponents and has been abused a little miserably, in case he also stumbles in front of the Japanese, it will not look good.

"Draw down the road, do you mean to dig the sewer?" Sen-kun?" Momotaro himself felt a little embarrassed.

"Well, of course not, just tell me how to compete, what the rules are, and how to determine the winner. Wang Shixian ignored the smiles of the few people next to him and explained patiently.

"Oh, I understand, I don't want a civil fight, I don't want a martial fight, just a duel!"

This time it was Wang Shixian's turn to be a little dazed, Wen Dou himself didn't understand, but how to duel without martial arts? After Momotaro explained, Wang Shixian understood that this little devil had been played bad before, and when Momotaro went to the first two martial arts halls, he didn't hand over the challenge book like today, but sent a prayer post.

After the warm hospitality was over, after figuring out the intention of Momotaro, one of the masters did not choose to call the police directly, but sincerely proposed that there should be rules for the competition, and it can't be like street bastards fighting and inserting eyes, sprinkling lime, digging eggs, hugging and hugging each other and slapping bricks, and it can't be like a performance of performing arts, crushing boulders in the chest, swallowing knives, Spit fire, a seat said Momotaro nodded again and again, so the master proposed two ways of competition between Wendou and Wudou, Wendou is the oral martial arts moves of both sides, please judge the winner through the subtlety, martial arts is a set of boxing methods for each side, please judge the winner through the merits of the form, friendship first, competition second! Momotaro of course did not do it after hearing this, he did not come to China to play monkeys! Playing tricks! Resolutely do not fight, do not fight, as long as the duel, the master saw that this Japanese was too barbaric, and decisively called the police:" Hey, 110? I'm going to call the police, there are people here picking quarrels and provoking trouble......。 “

Jiang Li's tears were about to burst into laughter, Tang Youyou sat on the ground and slapped the ground happily, Mr. Zhou ran out and laughed in the yard as soon as he slipped away, only Lao Wu blinked his eyes and thought to himself that the master was right, isn't this the case with martial arts competitions?

Wang Shixian couldn't help laughing, coughed a few times and said, "Duel, as long as it's dueling." ”

Momotaro blushed, as if it was him, and quickly said, "Thank you very much!

Wang Shixian was solemn, his hands were clenched into fists, and then he made a gesture of invitation to the middle of the field, Momotaro walked over with the wooden sword on his waist first, the momentum gradually rose, Wang Shixian followed, the two sides stood in the middle of the venue, and the others retreated to the door of the warehouse, Momotaro turned around and pulled out the wooden sword in one go, held the sword in front of him with both hands, and said loudly: "Xianjun, Kuroda Liu is an ancient Japanese martial arts sect, and his martial arts are all in swordsmanship, Xianjun please take care of yourself." ”

Wang Shixian looked at Momotaro who was gradually climbing to the peak of his momentum, and his already small eyes narrowed even more, and a bright light flashed, and said: "This faction once had a set of true swordsmanship, but it's a pity that I didn't learn it, but the patriarch of this faction also passed down a set of palm techniques, and later generations gave it a good name 'Frost Breaking Ice Palm Technique', which has nothing to do with frost and ice, Mr. Momotaro should be careful!"

Jiang Li listened to it and wanted to laugh, but he really couldn't laugh, his heart gradually rose to his throat, and he was more nervous than when he went into battle, after all, it was a competition with the Japanese, and the relationship was not only the face of a sect, but also the face of a sect, and secretly scolded Wang Shixian in his heart for being pedantic, it was better for you to be self-contained, and it was better to ask for an iron bar with Lao Wu than empty-handed!

Momotaro nodded, kicked the ground with both feet, the person rushed to Wang Shixian, the wooden sword raised above his head was split down, Wang Shixian's feet were staggered, a move "rapid retreat", the person moved from the still, similar to a space step, the whole person moved backwards by more than ten centimeters, the tip of the sword whistled and split from Wang Shixian's nose, the wooden sword paused in the air after splitting the air, and instantly froze, as Momotaro moved his hands and changed to a one-handed swing of the sword to the oblique upward, Wang Shixian did not retreat but advanced another move "rapid retreat" Reversed, the person squeezed into Momotaro's arms from the side, and then made a move "three in a row" , A pair of fleshy palms instantly pressed to Momotaro's chest, Momotaro shouted angrily, the sword body reversed, and the sword with both hands pierced his chest, Wang Shixian sighed secretly, and the internal force of the chest was spit out as soon as the palms touched it, and the two arms of Momotaro holding the sword were immediately separated and shook outward, after Momotaro's chest resisted a blow, the wooden sword was still resolutely stabbed, and after being opened by Wang Shixian, his hands turned into one-handed and retreated with Wang Shixian, and the blood overflowed from the corners of Momotaro's mouth, fortunately it was not struck! Japanese swordsmanship holds the sword with both hands, focusing on attacking instead of defending, after being injured in a rash blow at the beginning, Momotaro flashed forward again, the swordsmanship was unfolded, no longer with the old, the attack was continuous and dense, Wang Shixian performed the "big gate style", a pair of fleshy palms or lead or shoot or break the wooden sword to isolate it, and Momotaro struggled.

From the outside, I saw Momotaro's knife rolling, Wang Shixian was swaying inside, Mr. Zhou's eyes flickered and he didn't know what he was thinking, Tang Youyou leaned against the wall but leaned forward, Jiang Li clenched his fists, and suddenly saw Lao Wu trembling and taking out his mobile phone to take a picture of the competition in front of him.

After a few more rounds, Wang Shixian caught a flaw in Momotaro, in fact, this flaw is Wang Shixian in the process of leading the sword and slapping the sword, the internal force is constantly exerted on the sword body caused by Momotaro's forced mistakes in the conversion of the sword momentum, the true palm technique "Purple Electricity Piercing the Clouds", "White Cloud Out of Xiu" hit Momotaro's body one after another, Momotaro's blood sprayed, and Wang Shixian's last move "Wind Sweeps the Fallen Leaves" Directly knocked Momotaro into the air, Momotaro flew out face down, and finally lay on the ground, unable to hold the wooden sword anymore, and let it be thrown by his side.

Momotaro spurted out another mouthful of blood, his arm was forced to support his body and wanted to stand up, he was still working hard after failing several times in a row, Wang Shixian did not speak, but Jiang Li and Tang Youyou let out a cheer behind him.

Watching Momotaro stand up swayingly, and struggling to salute himself, Wang Shixian solemnly returned the salute, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart, this is his first time winning a martial arts competition, this may be the charm of martial arts, knocking down the opponent to win, and constantly marching towards the strong, Wang Shixian suddenly felt that the bright spot in the sea of knowledge had opened the knot, and began to shake violently, beating slightly, and the amplitude became larger and larger, Wang Shixian's whole mind converged in, and shook and jumped with the bright spot, and finally the bright spot finally broke free from the shackles, and actually jumped into Wang Shixian's meridians from the sea of knowledge。