Ou Lingtian nodded, and glanced at the "red-faced Jiao" Jiang Qinghan, Jiang Qinghan was very smart, and immediately understood.

In fact, the black tiger suddenly came to the stage to compete against their expectations, especially the "Xiao Sheng" Shen Yixian shook his head and said to Jiang Qinghan: "Oops, the black tiger is not Lu Bei's opponent, he is eager to win, but he is trapped, 'Qinglong' Lu Bei is the first to test the enemy, and the martial arts are much worse than her, so he will be quick and unambiguous." When encountering a tough opponent, he will not go all out, but will first consume the opponent's body and look for opportunities to defeat the enemy with one move. This seemingly rude man is very careful. ”

Jiang Qinghan's most trusted person was Shen Yixian, and the two became unswerving friends in life and death. As the battle in the ring progressed, Jiang Qinghan soon found that what Shen Yixian said was right, the "Fork God" Black Tiger went all out, and the two weapons with wild force tore through the air, roaring and colliding, sparks splashed, and the violent collision sound was close at hand, pouring into the ears It actually stirred everyone's eardrums with a faint pain.

Both of them are infinitely powerful, but Lu Bei is obviously defending, consuming the body of the black tiger. On the contrary, the black tiger is eager to win, regardless of the anger to fight. The most taboo on the battlefield is to use one's own shortcomings to overcome the enemy's strengths. Knowing that you can't do it, when you reach the end of the crossbow and the opponent starts attacking, the danger will come.

Shen Yixian was secretly anxious, but he couldn't go up now, Ou Lingtian said, he came to watch the battle today, all the heroes of the "Huashan Black Dragon" were not allowed to act without authorization, and the recklessness of the black tiger disrupted Ou Lingtian's deployment. Shen Yixian and Jiang Qinghan also looked at Ou Lingtian, waiting for his instructions. Ou Lingtian glanced over, and the two of them breathed a sigh of relief. At the critical moment, he had to rely on the "red-faced Jiao" Jiang Qinghan, whose steel whip was elusive.

The confrontation in the ring reached the most intense moment, and "Green Dragon" Lu Jie really attacked, and the mace was like a raging wave. Wave after wave of attacks, every shot is a big open. is a good black tiger, dancing the three strands of the bull's head like a pear rain in the sky, although the momentum is suppressed by Lu Bei. But the move is still not lagging behind. The tenacious spirit caused bursts of applause from the audience, and even the "Tiger General" Chang Baiwei said approvingly to Princess Liqisi: "What a close battle, both of them are heroes and heroes on the rivers and lakes, if they join our Ming army, the future is immeasurable." ”

Princess Liqisi shook her head and replied, "Lu Bei's skills are higher than those of the Black Tiger Brothers, and the 'Huashan Black Dragon' will suffer." ”

Really. "Qinglong" Lu Bei suddenly stabbed and used the mace as a gun to summon. The black tiger flashed sideways, and the three-strand fork of the bull's head also stabbed over, Lu Bei reached out and grabbed the black tiger's fork rod, and the mace reached the black tiger's chest. Helpless, the black tiger also reached out and grabbed the mace, but the long thorn on the stick pierced his hand, and blood flowed out.

"Qinglong" Lu Bei's right hand suddenly loosened, the mace took off his hand, and the spikes were still stuck in the black tiger's hand, and Lu Bei quickly pulled out the "Bailian" steel knife and slashed head-on. The "fork god" black tiger can't dodge anymore, and he is about to be cut off by a knife, and he is in danger. It's too late, it's too fast. A steel whip swept over quickly, just wrapped around Lu Bei's "Bailian" steel knife, Lu Bei had no fortification at all, and the steel knife flew out. Stick hard to the planks of the ring.

"Red-faced Jiao" Jiang Qinghan came to the black tiger like a wind, carried him and jumped out of the ring, quickly separated the crowd, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. Leaving the "Green Dragon" Lu in a daze. The samurai who suddenly appeared just swept his steel sword off and didn't take the opportunity to fight back. Lu Bei knew in his heart that the other party was here to save people instead of killing people. If he's going to hit a backhand. Lu Bei didn't have time to stop it at all.

The great eunuch Liu Jingqing saw this scene clearly, and was also stunned, until the crowd under the ring was excited, and many people shouted: "What a 'red-faced Jiao' Jiang Qinghan, play beautifully, play beautifully." He knew that when he came, Jiang Qinghan, the second-ranked "red-faced Jiao" of Ou Lingtian's five tigers, saved people with incredible movements, which was really like thunder, like a flash, and it made people's blood boil.

Ou Lingtian also breathed a sigh of relief, only to find that his palms were covered in cold sweat.

"Qinglong" Lu Cheap won another game, and when he calmed down, he only felt that his legs were a little weak, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. The victory in this competition did not make him excited, on the contrary, he had palpitations. Because he first learned the power of King Huashan, his subordinates' martial arts are profound and unfathomable. Although he has won several games in a row, the great eunuch Liu Jing once reminded that there are people outside the sky, and it is not wise to use the power of his Weibo to fight against the entire "Huashan Black Dragon". and Lin Mi, the "iron-masked knight" of "Emei Heavenly Palace", has not yet made a move. Whether he can beat him is still unknown.

For the first time, Lu Bei was shaken, thinking that he had become famous in this competition, and he had also obtained what he wanted, and he should stop when it was time to stop. He looked at the audience, hoping that there would be another opponent with strong martial arts, even if he lost, he would end his trip to Wudang Mountain decently, join the great eunuch Liu Jing's Dongchang, and start another life.

Just when Lu Bei was eagerly waiting for someone to come up and challenge, a figure jumped into the ring, carrying a jet-black stick on his shoulder, less than two meters long and the thickness of a small wine cup. When he got closer, Lu Bei saw that the whole body of this weapon exuded a long cold light, and the whole body was smooth and delicate and crystal clear, which was very peculiar compared to the mace in his hand, and hurriedly asked: "Who are you, you dare to come up and challenge at a young age, the sword and gun are ruthless, aren't you afraid?"

The person who came was indeed very young, with a long tiger head and a tiger brain, a pair of eyes looked at him contemptuously, and replied with a smile: "If you have ambitions, you are not old, and if you have no ambitions, you will live a hundred years old." Lu Cheap, don't think that if you win a few games, you won't know the sky. Are you bullying me for my young age, or are you afraid to fight me?"

"Qinglong" Lu Bei said with a smile: "There is no old or young in the martial arts arena, and anyone can show on stage." May I ask the name of the hero?"

"I'm not famous, a little person, and the people of the rivers and lakes gave me the nickname 'Stick God' Cen Fenghan. ”

Lu Bei thought about it for a long time and never heard of the name "Stick God" Cen Fenghan, so he shook his head helplessly.

But some people in the audience know that the title of "Stick God" was sealed by the imperial court, which is not trivial. In that year, the "Guo Shotou" in Sichuan rebelled, and the Sichuan immigrants responded to the call, and the uprising team soon grew to several thousand, with a huge momentum. Later, there were three strongmen such as Lin Mingqiang, the "smiling tiger", who were invincible, but in the end they were surrounded by the Ming army at the foot of Mount Tai and annihilated. Cen Fenghan defeated an opponent with strong martial arts in the righteous army in that battle and made a great contribution. "Big Knife General" Zhu Cheng personally gave him the honorary title of "Stick God".

It is not clear who the traitor who fought him was, but it is said that he had died in the fire and his bones were gone.

That person was behind the "Emei Heavenly Palace" palace master "Hook and Sickle Killing Gun" Kuai Daxiong, and the "Iron Mask Knight" Lin Mi stared at Cen Fenghan, time passed, but his uncle "Smiling Tiger" Lin Mingqiang died in front of the battle, and he was defeated by several Shaolin Temple lay disciples, one of whom was called Cen Fenghan, a warrior monk who was very good at martial arts, and he had no cowardice in fighting with him. In the end, he was outnumbered and escaped under the persuasion of his uncle, but he was ambushed by the officers and soldiers and was disfigured by the fire, and this hatred was firmly in his heart. vowed to find this Shaolin lay disciple Cen Fenghan to take revenge.

Cen Fenghan is in front of him today, five or six years have passed, he is already a sturdy young man, his appearance has not changed much, his eyebrows are less naïve and more strong, the black stick in his hand is a little weighty, the road is narrow, Lin Mi clenched his fists tightly, and he couldn't wait to step forward and smash his head immediately.

The "Fork God" Black Tiger almost lost his life at the hands of Lu Bei, if it weren't for the "Red-faced Jiao" Jiang Qinghan who came to the rescue in time, the Black Tiger would definitely be bloodied in the ring. "Qinglong" Lu Bei won the victory, and the "stick god" Cen Fenghan in the audience couldn't hold it anymore, and said to his wife: "Yunxia, it's time for me to go this time, right?" Lu Yunxia sighed softly, her husband is now full of ambition, and he has been holding back for two days, the more "Qinglong" Lu Bei fights in the ring, the more anxious Cen Fenghan is, and the limelight is snatched away by others, Cen Fenghan scratches his ears and cheeks in a hurry.

The "Fork God" Black Tiger was defeated, and no one in the audience really dared to try it for a while, Lu Bei walked around, and he was overjoyed, and the "Stick God" Cen Feng's cold heart was about to explode.

Lu Yunxia finally nodded and said: "Lu Bei's ability is no worse than yours, husband, you have to be more careful, don't fight hard, the black tiger lost on this just now, do you understand?"

Cen Fenghan happily agreed and jumped into the ring, got impatient after saying a few words to Lu Bei, raised his black stick and said to Lu Bei: "The competition is based on ability, not fame, I, Cen Fenghan, have no name and no surname in the rivers and lakes, and I will be famous in the world if I win with you today." Come on, let's talk less nonsense, let's get started. ”

"Qinglong" Lu Bei laughed: "Since you are in such a hurry to die, I will fulfill you." How about giving you three moves first?"

"Stick God" Cen Fenghan smashed the stick without saying a word, Lu Bei jumped aside and asked, "May I ask what kind of weapon you use?"

Cen Fenghan shouted loudly: "This is the treasure of Shaolin Temple's 'Qianyuan Stick', how can you know it." Come on, Mo Cheng's tongue can speak, you and I will fight for three hundred rounds. ”

"Qianyuan stick". When Cen Fenghan shouted these three words, the most embarrassing person was the Zen master of the Deyu Dynasty who was sitting on the rostrum of the Dharma Academy of the Shaolin Temple in Songshan. At that time, the "stick god" Cen Fenghan hit the Shaolin Temple and broke the "One Hundred and Eight Arhat Array", and there was no news after he went back, thinking that he would return to the field from now on, and he would not ask about the affairs of the rivers and lakes. As long as he didn't get into trouble, it was a good thing for the Shaolin Temple, and the warrior monks gradually forgot about this reckless young man. Today, the "stick god" Cen Fenghan suddenly appeared, and the warriors of the Shaolin Martial Monastery all showed surprised looks. (To be continued......)