Chapter 37 Zhao Zhiruo

Zhu Yuanzhang is still very clever. He saw Ling Guju, the eldest disciple of the Huashan Sect, come to the stage with a green steel long sword, and he also hurriedly took the Zen staff that he had thrown away in the previous game in his hand.

Indeed, Zhu Yuanzhang didn't dare to underestimate Ling Guju, the Huashan faction was a well-known sect in the rivers and lakes martial arts, and Yue Xin, the head of Huashan, was even more famous in the rivers and lakes, and Ling Guju was definitely not bad as the chief disciple of the Huashan faction.

Zhu Yuanzhang took the Zen staff in his hand, and his heart settled down a lot, and then he faced Ling Guju and said: "It turned out to be the head of the Huashan faction, and he has been looking up for a long time. ”

Zhu Yuanzhang said very politely, Ling Lonely is also personable, and Ping Suli also considers himself a famous and decent family, of course, he will not lose his etiquette.

So, Ling Guju and Zhu Yuanzhang had a few polite words, and the audience was a little unhappy.

Yes, they all hope that Zhu Yuanzhang and Ling Guju will do it quickly, and they don't want to see such endless politeness.

Lin Muyu was also a little moved when he saw Ling Standing on the stage in a lonely manner.

Once upon a time, Lin Muyu also imagined becoming a swordsman, and Ling Lonely was such an image of a young chivalrous man.

Even Fang Xiaoyu was also amazed when she saw Ling Guju on the stage, she had been by Lin Muyu's side, had been quietly watching the competition on the stage, and when she saw the highlights, she also discussed it quietly with Lin Muyu.

And now, Ling Guju and Zhu Yuanzhang are finally no longer polite, and finally start to compete.

Ling Guju was the identity of a decent disciple of the Ming Sect, and he did not take the lead, so Zhu Yuanzhang was not so polite.

Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly raised his Zen staff and lifted it upward, and made a move to raise fire to the sky, directly taking Ling Lonely's throat.

This move is indeed very fierce, and the audience applauded loudly in their hearts, and these people could only applaud in their hearts because of the face of the Huashan faction.

As for the other disciples of the Huashan faction, they all couldn't help but tighten their hearts, indeed, Zhu Yuanzhang's move was not only fierce, but also vicious, and they were all a little worried about Senior Brother.

However, the identity of the eldest disciple of the Huashan faction who lived alone was not covered, he did not wait for Zhu Yuanzhang's move to make the old, and then a sword went up, just to meet Zhu Yuanzhang's Zen staff, and under the intersection of the sword staff, there was a sound of gold and iron intersecting.

After this move, the two of them took a step back, and it seemed that no one had suffered a loss, and the skills of the two seemed to be equal, but in fact, the skills of the lonely people were still slightly better.

After all, Zhu Yuanzhang took advantage of the weapon, and his Zen staff was more than a zhang long, and it was also made of steel.

There is a saying about cold weapons, that is, one inch is long and one inch is strong, and one inch is short and one inch is dangerous.

However, this is just a statement, the master is still a person after all, although weapons are very important, but people are more important, a really powerful master, even if he does not have any weapons in his hand, is still a master.

After Zhu Yuanzhang and Ling Guju made one move, they immediately started the second move, this move was to make Guju strike first, and he also knew that Zhu Yuanzhang's weapons had an advantage, so he shot first to get the first opportunity.

It is also quite fierce and vicious to make a lonely immortal guide the way and take Zhu Yuanzhang's throat directly.

Zhu Yuanzhang also did not dodge or dodge, and also raised the Zen staff in his hand to meet the attack, and there was another sound, and the two of them took a step back.

After this move, both of them had a feeling of meeting opponents in chess.

So, Zhu Yuanzhang and Ling Lonely both used their own skills to watch the house, you and I fought together, and for a while I could only hear the sound of steel colliding in the ring.

Ling Guju is better than the exquisite swordsmanship, and Zhu Yuanzhang is also calm in the battle, however, the Zen staff in Zhu Yuanzhang's hand is a bit heavy, and the battle time is also extremely physically demanding, and Ling Guju is different.

Although the weapon that makes the lonely man is not as long as Zhu Yuanzhang, it is very light, and a sword weighs only a few catties, and it is like playing in his hand, and it does not consume much physical strength.

As a result, Zhu Yuanzhang's weapon advantage is gone, and now it seems that his Zen staff not only does not have an advantage, but has become a kind of elbow.

It can be seen that there are two sides to everything, the good may not be all good, and the bad may not all be bad, it can be seen that there are good things hidden in bad things, and bad things can be hidden in good things.

Now, Zhu Yuanzhang has gradually felt that his physical strength is unbearable, and the speed of swinging the Zen staff is not as fast as just now.

And the swordsmanship of Ling Lonely is becoming more and more flexible, a sword in his hand, the guide to hit the north, pointing to the east and west, elusive, very chic.

When the audience saw this scene, they all saw that Zhu Yuanzhang was bound to lose, and the other disciples of the Huashan faction were also excited.

Lin Muyu also expected that Zhu Yuanzhang would lose this battle, and in fact, it was exactly the case, Zhu Yuanzhang had no power to fight back under the continuous moves of Ling Lonely, so he could only retreat step by step.

Ling Guju is now more and more brave and more excited, and then he hits the snake with the stick, and uses several powerful swordsmanship one after another.

Zhu Yuanzhang saw that there was no hope of victory, so he quickly admitted defeat.

Zhu Yuanzhang is indeed a very clever person, and he also knows that victory and defeat are common things in soldiers, and losing a competition is nothing.

And Ling Guju saw Zhu Yuanzhang admit defeat, and did not make any more moves, but also hugged his fist to him and said, "The great monk has conceded." ”

In this game, the eldest disciple of the Huashan faction Ling Guju won the victory, and he looked at the audience for a while, but no one came to the stage.

It seems that the eldest disciple of the Huashan faction does not dare to fight easily, but Ling Guju did not wait for a long time, and another person jumped into the ring.

This person was a woman, about twenty years old, very beautiful, also dressed in white clothes, looking dazzling, and soon attracted the attention of many people.

After this beauty came to the stage, she also gave a salute and said, "Zhao Zhiruo, the chief disciple of the Xia Emei faction. ”

Ling Lonely also returned the salute, looking very polite.

Zhao Zhiruo also made a long sword, which was as long as the long sword that made him live alone, and it was as sharp.

The two politely greeted each other for a while, and the audience was in a commotion again, they still hoped that Ling Guju and Zhao Zhiruo could do it quickly.

However, although the audience was noisy, they did not speak out, and they did not dare to provoke the Huashan faction and the Emei faction easily.

Ling Guju still put on a personable appearance, and did not make the first move, Zhao Zhiruo suddenly squealed, and suddenly stabbed Ling Guju in the thigh.

Ling Guju immediately took a step back, and there was no parry, no barrier.

Zhao Zhiruo snorted again, and stabbed Ling Guju's stomach with another sword.

Ling Guju took another step back, and did not parry, but just avoided.

Zhao Zhiruo snorted again, and stabbed Ling Guju's thigh with another sword.

Ling Guju did not retreat this time, but raised his sword to meet him, and when the two swords intersected, there was an immediate sound.