The duel begins!

This is a contest between fists and swords,

It's also a game of life and death,

It is the decisive victory of experience and wisdom!

I saw Wu Shuang and Wang Biao walking from the east and west sides of the viewing platform to the center of the dueling arena, and they stopped after gathering about three feet together; they looked at each other calmly, and there was absolutely no hesitation in their eyes, some were only cold, and there was absolutely no warmth at all, and some were only indifferent -- because this was the need of the duel and the inevitable requirement for winning the victory.

In the end, they gave each other a look.

After that, they thanked the surrounding audience individually.

When they met again, Wang Biao said coldly: "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. ”

"Yes. Wu Shuang also said coldly, "It's a pity that someone won't be able to see the moon at night today!"

"In this kind of weather, the sun doesn't show its face," Wang Biao looked at the gray sky, and said with a sneer from the corner of his mouth, "The ghost just saw the moon tonight!"

Wu Shuang said: "My sword, when it comes out of the sheath, you will see blood." ”

Wang Biao said: "My fist has not been left alive so far. ”

"That's good, so that you won't insult this fast sword of mine!"

"Let's get started, then!"

"I agree. ”

The rivers and lakes are cruel realities, and the reality is ruthless rivers and lakes.

It is not difficult to see from their conversation just now that the two young people are a little arrogant, and both are trying their best to ridicule and despise each other; this is the unique temperament of young people, and it is also a unique ingredient in rendering the poignant and splendid scenes of the rivers and lakes.

From Wang Biao's body, people saw the tenacity and freedom of the prodigal son, and felt his strength with a smile in the face of cruel facts, and the hard-boned spirit that no hardship and suffering could make him succumb to and bow his head.

In contrast, Wu Shuang was more calm.

He has a will to persevere, and this will is also the cultivation that has been transformed from his understanding of kendo over the years. Because, unlike a knife, the sword can achieve the infinite power of rigidity by swinging, chopping, cutting, and cutting such reckless and crazy moves, and swordsmanship determines its status in the rivers and lakes and the characteristics of its attack because of its unique structure. The sword is the characteristic of every swordsman's irreversible weapon, so if you want to train this unique weapon to be amazingly powerful, you must have the spirit of forbearance and impatience, and only those who have the will to persevere, and the spirit of perseverance, infiltrate the research of this weapon, in order to dig out the magical function in the exploration of swordsmanship.

Therefore, Wu Shuang's swordsmanship, to a certain extent, also indirectly illustrates his heart - perseverance and perseverance. It can be said that he is now short of a young man's arrogance that has not been smoothed out, and he only has this young man's characteristics in his body, and he is not completely integrated with the kendo, so this is also the only distance and distraction left for him to achieve enlightenment in the way of the sword.

Of course, this kind of distracting thoughts is often a height that is difficult to reach in cultivation, because it is a physiological characteristic, a process of life and a special body thought, and this characteristic often depends on the stone of life and the tribulation and refining of the annual rings of time to change well until it is perfected.

So is Wang Biao doomed?

Of course not, perseverance and perseverance are only the requirements for the skill of swordsmanship, and Wang Biao's courageous spirit, optimism, and never bowing his head is also a kind of heart and epiphany that he naturally generated from his many years of boxing; because a pair of flesh fists must reach the realm of supernatural and infinitely powerful -- the training of a strong physique is the foundation. Therefore, insisting on practicing every morning has almost become a key factor in his way to reaching the boxing king, and the so-called words do not leave the hand, the fist does not leave the body, and only the fist is regarded as a normal state of body movement, and in the subtle time process, the strength and weakness will be strengthened, and finally the water will be able to penetrate the stone, and practice the fist kung fu of the strong and powerful. Therefore, Wang Biao's fists are fierce, and his heart is also a hard-core spirit that never bows his head.

It can be said that these two people are also outstanding figures in these two weapons, and their achievements are destined to bring the power of their weapons to a new level.

Therefore, who wins or loses this time depends on the luck of the two of them.

The sword flashes, the dragon roars in the sky, the divine fist spreads, and the earth shakes the mountains.

Wang Biao's fists were crossed over his chest, and he concentrated the strength of his body on his fists with a steady horse step; at the moment when Wu Shuangjian came out of the dragon's roar, his body suddenly rotated sideways, and at the same time, the steps under his feet suddenly changed from horse steps to lunges, virtual steps, and pounce steps, and other chain rubbing steps, and his body moved from sideways, right, and left directions, and skillfully pressed towards the enemy in multiple directions and angles. At the same time, his double fists have long been crossed in front of his chest, changed to rampage, changed to internal and external blocking, changed to up and down hooks, and became double peak side strikes and other chain punches, and also focused on the integration of techniques and self-created fighting methods, blocking Wu Shuang's front and both sides tightly airtight.

As the saying goes, ever-changing, omnipotent to the extreme, acting at the opportunity, omnipotent and wonderful, fist like the wind, everything routs everywhere, swift as lightning, unpredictable and strange, ever-changing.

If there was a kind of storm in this world that came without warning, it would have to be Wang Biao's fist technique—at this moment, his fist technique was like a storm enveloping the dueling arena—enveloping Wu Shuang's every move.

Immediately, the duel arena was gloomy and miserable, and people's mood was terrified to an incomprehensible extent, no one could see how Wang Biao's fist was punched, but people can imagine that the fist that could not be seen must have unpredictable power and incalculable horror.

At this time, even the country woman just now couldn't help but stop eating melon seeds in her hand, and now, apart from the sound of her own heartbeat, the only thing people could hear was the sound of Wu Shuang's iron sword tearing the wind!

In the face of this stormy fist, Wu Shuang couldn't help but be shocked, so he was more careful.

"Sure enough, it's a divine fist!" Wu Shuang couldn't help but blurt out.

At the same time as he let out an exclamation, the sword in his hand suddenly drew a graceful arc in front of him, trying to intercept Wang Biao's fierce first round of attacks; however, he did not expect that the opponent's body shape would change so quickly and so dangerously; almost before his sword had completed half an arc, Wang Biao's body had already slid from the original frontal direct attack to his left side, turning into a double-peaked side attack.

"What a fast body!" Wu Shuang still couldn't help but exclaim.

"Your swordsmanship doesn't seem to be bad!" Wang Biao said, kicking hard under his feet, and the whole person was like a fierce tiger jumping into a stream, rushing towards Wu's side door.

At this moment, people expected that Wu Shuang would definitely die.

A scene of surprise to silence people!

Because the distance is too short, people think that the situation in front of them, even if it is rescued by the gods, I am afraid that they will not be able to return to the sky.

However, no one expected that Wu Shuang's swordsmanship and body skills would reach such an unfathomable realm; only to see him, his body as soft as cotton, like water, like a lock of soft hair, actually bent down so effortlessly backwards; therefore, Wang Biao's arrow-like body had no choice but to pass through the top of the arc of his body.

So, a thrilling encounter was easily turned into a disaster.

Suddenly, it caused a burst of exclamation from the audience, and there was an uproar on and off the stage.

People are amazed that the two of them have such wonderful skills, and they are amazed!