Wang Yang and Dong Qianli jumped on the B-shaped platform in the middle. After saluting as usual, the competition began.

The two fought for a while, and Ye Qingchen saw that Dong Qianli always avoided Wang Yang and kept a certain distance. At the moment, he asked Geng Feng beside him in doubt: "Third Senior Brother, why does Senior Brother Dong always keep a certain distance from Senior Brother Wang." His long stick obviously has a distance advantage, huh?"

"Well, that's a good question! As for the stick, the length is its strength, but this advantage is also precisely the disadvantage.

In terms of strengths, you can attack your opponents from a great distance. But the opponent has nothing to do with you.

From a disadvantage point of view. It's just that I'm afraid of getting close, once I get close, the long stick can't be wielded, so I can only use some close-range fists and feet to break the siege.

At this time, the opponent can still attack you with short-range weapons, such as knives and swords. Therefore, the most taboo thing about long sticks is to be close.

Therefore, Dong Qianli has always kept a distance from Wang Yang from the beginning, and under this strategy, he can continue to suppress Wang Yang without letting him take any advantage. ”

"If it goes on like this, I'm afraid the two of them will not be able to win or lose. Wouldn't the champion be produced between the senior brother and the second senior brother? Ye Qingchen said excitedly in his heart.

As soon as he thought of this, he saw Dong Qianli's weapon collected. Taking a deep breath, the yin and yang hands (a technique of holding a stick) change, and both hands grasp the center of the stick.

His hands shook, and he saw a buzzing sound. The long stick in his hand disappeared inexplicably.

"Third Senior Brother, what kind of trick is this, where is his stick?" Ye Qingchen was curious and asked the third senior brother.

"This is the famous stunt of Zhenyuan Dart Bureau, called Stick Rain. In fact, the stick was still in his hand and had not disappeared. It's just that dancing too fast creates an illusion that you think you can't see. “

"I see. Ye Qingchen suddenly realized.

As he spoke, he saw Dong Qianli constantly pressing forward. Wang Yang stabbed out a sword from time to time, and every time he heard a ding, he was shocked by the rain of sticks before he could reach him.

I saw the edge of the stage. Wang Yang took out a leaf. I closed my eyes and blew.

"It's this trick again!" Ye Qingchen stood up. He was engrossed, his eyes wide and determined to find out.

Dong Qianli had already pressed up at this time, just when the long stick was about to touch Wang Yang......

Just listen to the ding. The long sword in Wang Yang's hand flew straight into the air.

At the same time, a small hole appeared in the clothes of Dong Qianli's right arm. But it didn't hurt the skin. Wang Yang, on the other hand, fell off the stage.

"Dong Qianli wins," the official announced loudly.

The applause in the stands was thunderous.

Wang Yang stood up, knowing that his skills were not as good as others, so he shook his head and sighed lightly, patted the dust, and saluted briefly. Back to their place.

Ye Qingchen shook his head. also sighed softly, and sat down again. The blow still didn't see anything. I was extremely annoyed. It seems that I have to go back and ask the master.

The long-awaited final finally arrived, Fan Jie and Dong Qianli were relatively speechless, looking at each other's eyes like torches, trying to find the moment when the other party was cowardly.

Once again, Fan Jie took the lead in attacking, with a move "Vientiane Thunder", the long knife in his hand enveloped Dong Qianli's whole body, only to see Dong pull out a stick, and the old skill of the senior brother was repeated, the blade was wound around once, twice, and it continued to wind along the pitch-black stick body.

Dong Qianli is also unambiguous. Leaned over and swept the hall leg and immediately retreated, forcing Fan Jie away, and opening up the distance at the right time.

After Fan Jie made a backward jump, he chased after him again.

With a slight jump, a move of "Force Splitting Dongshan" slashed at Dong Qianli's left shoulder, Dong's body sank, and the blade slid over his head. At the same time, a move: "Probe for the bag" struck out towards Fan Jie's lower abdomen.

Seeing this, the senior brother did not panic, only to see him quickly close his abdomen, and his body arched back vigorously, like a big bow with a full string......

Although it is some distance away, it is still within the range of the long stick.

But it was this short moment of delay, and he slashed downward with his backhand.

If Dong Qianli doesn't stop, it will be a lose-lose situation. Dong Qianli didn't have time to think about it, and subconsciously rolled to avoid the knife. The long stick in his hand naturally gave up the pursuit.

As soon as Fan Jiefang landed, he didn't have time to stand firm. I saw Dong Qianli on the opposite side jumping up, and a stick "Megatron Mountain" brought up three stick shadows, smashing at him from the top of his head with fierce strength.

Fan Jie is unavoidable. I had to bend my legs slightly, tie up my horse's steps, raise my knife to meet him, and hold this stick at the same time. With the left hand withdrawn, the blade tilted at forty-five degrees, and then, the figure flashed to the right, and the steel rod slid down the blade.

Immediately afterwards, Fan Jie's right hand was lifted upward, and the handle of the knife was in the middle of Dong Qianli's lower abdomen.

And after Dong made a blow, his body was unloaded, but at this time, he did not tense his muscles. The handle of the knife was sturdy and sturdy.

Dong Qianli rolled backwards, and hurriedly pulled away after landing. Just about to get up, I heard a pop and knelt down on one knee.

I saw Dong Qianli gasping non-stop, holding the long stick on the ground with difficulty, and stood up for the second time. was actually injured by the blow of the senior brother, and he was angry. How could Fan Jie miss this great opportunity.

Immediately, Fan Jie took two steps back, took a leap, bent his legs, and jumped up suddenly, this jump used all his strength to be higher than a full person.

In mid-air, he wrapped the blade of the knife in both hands, clinging to his back. At the same time, the upper body is leaned back, and the feet are raised back, almost touching the hands, forming a closed circle in the air.

"Full Moon Style!"

Fan Jie shouted, his hands and feet moved forward at the same time, and he slashed down. Everyone only felt that this blow was powerful and heavy, and it could shake the mountains. Even the air was a little distorted.

On the other hand, Dong Qianli is still in a state of bifurcation. Unable to move, he can only barely hold the steel rod high and block upwards.

While!

After a crisp loud sound, the long knife smashed on the steel rod, and the steel rod was quickly pressed down by the huge impact, and quickly smashed on Dong Qianli's chest.

Dong Qianli only felt as if there was a thousand catties of huge force coming, and even the person with the stick was instantly knocked out.

"Full moon style, big brother uses full moon style"

"That's amazing!"

"Okay, Senior Brother again!"

Accompanied by thunderous applause, countless cheers rang out at the same time. Especially on the side of the Flowing Wind Dart Bureau.

"Is this the full moon pose?"

Ye Qingchen only saw that his blood was gushing and excited, that action was natural, like flowing water, and the strength of his whole body was not wasted at all. It's truly exquisite.

At that moment, he secretly vowed in his heart that one day, he must learn this full moon style.

Dong Qianli supported the ground with one hand, struggling in embarrassment, but as soon as he got up halfway, he spit out a mouthful of blood. He sat back down with a pop.

At the moment, he was gasping for breath, but he was weak and unable to continue.

"Admit defeat!" Fan Jie did not take advantage of the danger. Instead, he stood there and sighed deeply.

After resting for a long time, Dong Qianli finally stood up tremblingly, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and answered his suggestion with actions.

I saw him shake his hands, and the buzzing sound was endless. Rain of sticks. Slowly pressed towards the senior brother.

"Hey!"

The elder brother sighed softly. He shook his head and shook his figure.

The audience exclaimed!

I saw that four Fan Jie figures appeared around Dong Qianli at the same time, rotating around him non-stop.

"Shadow Prison. Senior brother has used the shadow prison!" everyone who knew this trick cheered!

Even the prefect's wife still dropped the food in her hand, clapping her hands and shouting: "This is beautiful, this is beautiful!"

"So this is the Shadow Prison. Ye Qingchen looked at the four figures in the field with great excitement in his heart. But I don't know which one is the real him.

In the midst of cheers, Fan Jie finally made a difficulty, and the four figures quickly surrounded Dong Qianli, Dong Qianli hesitated for a moment, and waved the long stick to meet the "Fan Jie" behind him.

The two were about to make contact, but the "Fan Jie" behind them disappeared. And the one on the left is his real body, and the long knife in his hand flickered incessantly, and it was already on Dong Qianli's neck.

While!

Dong Qianli threw down the steel rod: "I admit defeat!"

"Fan Shaoxia wins!" The applause in the stands was thunderous and enduring.

"Congratulations to my father-in-law for being the first dart game in Lincheng again. ”

"Fan Shaoxia is really good at martial arts"

"Congratulations to the Yellow Dart!"

All kinds of praise came one after another.

"Where, where, narrow victory, narrow victory!" Huang He was overjoyed. But while he was happy, he still did not forget to be modest.

That night, the Flowing Wind Dart Bureau once again held a feast until late at night. Tian Zhenhe, the owner of the Zhenyuan Pavilion, and his wife, that is, the eldest daughter of Huang He, also came to congratulate him.

The family is happy to be together. In the meantime, only Ye Qingchen was sullen. Still thinking about how he lost.

Suddenly, a big hand put on Ye Qingchen's shoulder. Ye Qingchen looked back and saw that it was Master Huanghe.

"Qingchen, you come with me," Huang He commanded.

"Yes, master!", and then, Huang He took Geng Feng and Ye Qingchen to the small pavilion in the front yard. I saw that the Yellow River is now in the mode of "martial arts master", a serious one.

"Do you know where you lost today?"

Ye Qingchen's heart jumped, and he bit his lip lightly: "The disciple doesn't know, please ask the master for guidance!"

Syllable!

With a soft sound, I saw Huang He slap on his face, spread out his palm, and a mosquito had been slapped to death in the palm of his hand.

"The head of the Wuwei Dart Bureau is a blind man, you should have seen it."

"Yes, the disciple has seen it!" Ye Qingchen replied.

"Wu Darttou has excellent swordsmanship, as early as decades, he has achieved the combination of man and sword, sword and heart, heart and mind, and is called 'heart sword' by the people of the rivers and lakes

I remember that he was good at swordsmanship, and he had already made a name for himself in the rivers and lakes, once when he fought with a big devil "killing people without blinking" Jiang Qi, although he killed a strong enemy under the sword, but the opponent's kung fu was also very good, and he actually destroyed a pair of eyes.

After his father was afraid that no one would inherit this martial arts, so he sought medical treatment everywhere but never could cure these eyes. Teach one of its unique skills, called 'Sonic Gong'

All it takes is a leaf to cast. Yes, just like that, what you think in your heart, that is, the leaf in Lu Hongtu's mouth, as long as you blow this leaf, the sound waves emitted will reflect different sound waves due to the diffusion to the surroundings, so that you can feel the every move of the things around you.

After that, Wu Dart Tou created a unique art with only one move, called the Blind Sword Style, speaking of which, you should be able to understand why Lu Hongtu can know your every move even if he closes his eyes. That's one of them, you know?"

"I see, disciple understands!" Ye Qingchen suddenly woke up. I couldn't help but be amazed that there was such a strange martial art.

Then, while Lu Hongtu dodged your knife, a small hole was also stabbed in your chest. If you look closely, it's not hard to see that he should have a slight trembling movement!

And this slight tremor was his sword. This move is the blind sword style created by Wu Dart Head!"

Syllable!!

Huang He slapped himself in the face again. Killing a mosquito again continued: "It's just that this sword is too fast, and ordinary people can't see it clearly with the naked eye. Don't talk about you, even if I am against the master of the Martial Arts Pavilion, I am not sure that I can break his move.

Swords are short weapons. Only when the long stick and spear are at a distance can they have a chance to defeat this blind sword. ”

Geng Feng echoed continuously: "What the master said is extremely true!"

"Then why did Lu Hongtu withdraw the long sword from his waist every time he attacked?" Ye Qingchen asked curiously.

This is not surprising for two reasons. First, he closed his eyes, and after stabbing a sword, it was difficult to grasp the position of the sword. Stab another sword. I'm afraid there will be errors.

Second, if this move is stabbed from the waist, it is not only easy to control the position of the sword body. Moreover, when the sword is drawn again, the distance of the sword charge is much better than that of the sword stabbed in front of the body, and the power is greater. Got it?"

Geng Feng echoed again: "What the master said is extremely true!"

"Disciple understands, but if I cultivate more powerful martial arts, can I increase my chances of winning a little?" Ye Qingchen Zhengse said. In my heart, I thought of the Thirteen Swords of Flame of my grandfather.

Huang He pondered for a moment and shook his head: "There is indeed mutual restraint between martial arts in this world, but there is no more powerful martial art!"

Geng Feng echoed again and again: "What the master said is extremely true!"

Ye Qingchen pondered with his eyebrows: "What does that mean?"

Huang He nodded: "You also saw it during the day, the same trick is 'interesting', your senior brother is a notch faster than you?" So, as long as you practice any martial art to the extreme." That's all grandmasters. In short, there is no distinction between superior and inferior martial arts, and only the martial artist himself can distinguish between superior and inferior!"

Ye Qingchen had suddenly realized it before, but he only knew half of it, and after listening to Huang He's words at this moment, he was enlightened and completely enlightened!

Geng Feng was even more impressed: "What the master said is extremely true!"

Huang He finally concluded: "So when you fight again next year, I suggest that you still avoid Lu Hongtu. After all, there are three places, so why bother competing with him for a long time. ”

Geng Feng patted Ye Qingchen on the shoulder: "What the master said!

Ye Qingchen couldn't help but roll his eyes, Third Senior Brother of the Heart Dao, can you be a little assertive!

After speaking, Huang He breathed a sigh of relief and switched back to the "thief's eyebrows and rat's eyes" mode: "In this way, you can get a place, and you will have a hundred taels of silver as a teacher, right?"

Then he took a long breath and said secretly, pretending to be serious is really tired, but it is more comfortable to be like this.

"Then can the master teach me the full moon style, I still have the strength to fight next year!" Ye Qingchen begged.

Huang He was stunned: "You are still too young, wait until you grow up!"

"When will I grow up?"

The Yellow River closed the martial arts master mode and talked nonsense: "The so-called growing up is ...... It's just that you feel more and more that your former self is a stupid X......"

Syllable!!!

Ye Qingchen slapped Huang He in the face......

"Master, mosquito!" he shook the mosquito in his little hand.

“......”

“......”