The Great Escape of Martial Arts

Chapter 231 The stronger the enemy, the stronger the swordsmanship

Dan Qingsheng approached and whispered in his ear:

"Brother Feng, this person's martial arts are very weird, and his methods are extremely vicious. You must be careful. If there is anything wrong, come out immediately."

His voice was extremely low, but his concern was clearly out of sincerity.

The man said loudly:
"Come in, come in. What are they talking furtively outside? Kid, Jiangnan Four Ugly is not a good person. Apart from telling you to be fooled, there is absolutely nothing good to say, and you can't believe even a word."

Wu Zhai was secretly amused, and raised his voice:

"Senior Ren, wait for a while, and this junior will come in."

Huang Zhonggong took out another key from his bosom, turned it a few times in the keyhole of the iron door, then stepped aside, Hei Heizi stepped forward, took out a key from his bosom, turned it a few times in the other keyhole , and then Bald Pen Weng and Dan Qingsheng each took out a key, inserted it into the keyhole and turned it.

It turned out that each of the four villa owners had their own keys, and they had to use the four keys to unlock the iron door. The sound of the keys turning was extremely suffocating, and the lockholes were covered with rust. The iron door had not been opened for an unknown number of days. up.

After Dan Qingsheng turned the key, he held the iron door and shook it a few times, and pushed it inward with force, only to hear a "chi-chi-chigga" sound, and the iron door opened a few inches inward.

As soon as the iron gate opened, Dan Qingsheng immediately jumped back, Huang Zhonggong and the other three jumped back about Zhang Xu at the same time. It took a lot of effort to push the iron door open two feet, and a burst of musty smell came.

Dan Qingsheng stepped forward and handed him two wooden swords, Wu Zhai held them in his left hand, and the bald penman said:

"Brother, you go in with an oil lamp."

Wu Zhai took down an oil lamp from the wall, took it with his right hand, and walked into the room.

I saw that the prison cell was only about Zhang Xu square, with a couch against the wall, and there was a person sitting on the couch, with a long beard hanging down to his chest, and a beard all over his face, he could no longer see his face clearly, his hair, beard and eyebrows were all dark black, No blemishes at all.

Wu Zhai bowed and said:

"This junior is honored to meet Senior Ren today, and I hope you can give me some advice."

The man laughed and said:

"You're welcome, thank you for coming to relieve my loneliness."

Wu Zhai said:
"Don't dare. Put this lamp on the couch?"

The man said:
"it is good!"

But he didn't reach out to pick it up.

Wu Zhai walked to the couch, put down the oil lamp, and lightly stuffed the ball of paper and hard objects that Xiang Wentian gave him into the man's hand. The man was slightly startled, took the ball of paper, and said loudly:
"Hey, you four guys, can you come in and watch the battle?"

Huang Zhonggong said:

"The terrain is narrow and there is no room for it."

The man said:
"Okay! Kid, close the door."

Wu Zhai said:
"Yes!"

Turning around and pushing the iron door closed, the man stood up, and there was a slight clanking sound from his body, as if the tiny iron chains collided by themselves.

He stretched out his right hand, took a wooden sword from Wu Zhai, and sighed:

"I haven't used weapons for more than ten years, I don't know if I still remember the sword skills I learned back then."

Wu Zhai saw that there was an iron ring around his wrist, and the iron chain on the ring was connected to the wall behind him. Then he looked at his other hand and feet, which were also connected by iron chains to the wall behind him. Seeing the green walls shining brightly, it turns out that the surrounding walls are all made of steel. I thought that the chains and shackles on his hands and feet must also be made of pure steel, otherwise the chains are not thick, and it would be difficult to tie him. tall man.

The man slashed the wooden sword in the air, the sword only moved two feet from top to bottom, but there was a loud buzzing sound in the small room.

Wu Zhai praised:

"Senior, what a profound skill!"

The man turned around, and Wu Zhai vaguely saw that he had opened the ball of paper, saw the hard object wrapped in it, and was reading the writing on the paper. Wu Zhai took a step back and blocked the square hole in the iron door with his head, making The four people outside couldn't see the man's condition.

The man rattled the iron chain, his body trembled slightly, as if he was very excited after reading the words on the paper, but after a while, he turned around, his eyes suddenly brightened, and said:
"Little friend, although my hands are handicapped, I may not be able to defeat you!"

Wu Zhai said:
"The younger generation is presumptuous."

Stabbing the sword at the man was exactly the first move he used to attack Hei Zi.

The man praised:

"very good!"

The wooden sword obliquely pierced Wu Zhai's left chest, defending with offense, and attacking with defense. It is a sharp swordsmanship that combines both offense and defense. Hei Hei Zi looked inward through the square hole. When he saw it, he couldn't help crying out loud. road:
"Good swordsmanship!"

The man laughed and said:

"You four guys are lucky today, and it will open your eyes."

At this moment, Wu Zhai's second sword had already pierced, the man swung his wooden sword and pointed at Wu Zhai's right shoulder.

Wu Zhai was stunned, he felt that there was no flaw in the sword, it was difficult to use the sword to penetrate directly to restrain the vital point, so he had to strike with the horizontal sword, the tip of the sword pointed obliquely, with the intention of piercing the opponent's lower abdomen, and it was also an attack while defending.

The man laughed and said:

"This trick is excellent."

He immediately went back to the sword, and the two of them came with one sword, and I went with the sword. In an instant, they made more than twenty moves, and the two wooden swords never touched.

Wu Zhai saw the opponent's swordsmanship changing incomparably complicated, since he learned "Dugu Nine Swords", he has never encountered such a strong enemy, and the opponent's swordsmanship is not without flaws, it's just that the moves are unpredictable and can't attack its flaws .

He would like to follow Feng Qingyang's gist of "Victory with no moves and moves with moves", and change it at will.

Although the "Broken Sword Style" in the "Nine Swords of Dugu" is only one style, it incorporates the essence of swordsmanship from all schools and schools in the world.

The man saw that Wu Zhai's sword moves emerged endlessly, each change was unprecedented, relying on his rich experience and profound martial arts, he resolved them one by one, but after dismantling more than forty moves, he felt a little suffocated, and he slowed down his internal strength. Slowly transported to the wooden sword, when the sword came out, there was a faint sound of wind and thunder.

But no matter how deep the opponent's internal strength is, they all fail under the subtle swordsmanship of "Dugu Nine Swords". It's just that the person's internal strength is strong and the swordsmanship is exquisite, the two are mixed into one, and they are inseparable.

That person has pushed Wu Zhai into a desperate situation several times in a row, and there is no other way but to give up his sword and admit defeat, but Wu Zhai always highlights strange moves, not only to get rid of the seemingly hopeless predicament, but also to take the opportunity to counterattack. It's amazing, it's unbelievable.

"Dugu Nine Swords" means that the stronger the enemy is, the stronger the enemy will be. Let me practice martial arts so strong that I have reached an unimaginable level. Once inspired by him, all kinds of subtleties will be brought into full play.

Dugu seeks defeat as if he is resurrected, or Feng Qingyang comes in person, to meet such an opponent, he should be overjoyed.

The "Nine Swords of Dugu", in addition to being proficient in sword tactics, relies heavily on the sword wielder's spiritual understanding. Once it reaches the realm of free swing and no rules, the more intelligent the sword wit is, the better the swordsmanship will be. The higher it is, the more swords are played, it is as if a great poet is inspired and writes a good poem.

(End of this chapter)