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Chapter 16 The Sword

The other three looked at each other, and Dong Gan shook his head first, patted his belly, and saw the fat on it dangling.

"Since it's my good friend who is guarding the ring, then naturally I won't be on stage."

Then Zheng Feng turned to look at the last person. The latter had a handsome face, but with disdain, he was silent, as if he had no intention of challenging at this moment.

"Then I'll go." Zheng Feng shook his head with a smile, then went to the side, took a long and narrow wooden knife, and walked away from the stage.

Long Xufeng learned the saber technique, but the two-handed saber technique.

He has his own indescribable Wei and Jin roots, which makes people feel like spring breeze.Everyone in the Shi family was quite optimistic about it, especially Shi Guang, who liked Zheng Feng's elegant aura the most.But at this moment, Shi Guang saw that he had taken a wooden knife, but he couldn't help but feel a little gloomy, and raised his eyebrows in dissatisfaction.

Why, this is some kind of unspoken rule of the world, and even people of all classes.

The sword has a very high status, it is the god of weapons, and it is regarded as the weapon of a gentleman.

The unspoken rule that a chivalrous man walks with a sword, an elegant and noble man with a sword, and a general commander with a sword has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.As for the swordsman, he is naturally looked down upon by others, and is regarded as the weapon of the lackey.This concept is of course biased to the point of indescribable, but it is almost a common consensus in the world, and the Shi family is willing to let their children practice martial arts, but they also want to learn the tools of a gentleman.

Zheng Feng naturally took in the gloomy faces of everyone in the Shi family, but he didn't have the slightest intention of arguing. Instead, he stood still on the ring, looked at Chu Sheng with a half-smile, and said, "Brother Chu, Zheng Feng of Longxu Peak, come here to learn."

Chu Sheng's eyes were full of dignity, he nodded without saying a word, and tightened the wooden sword in his hand.

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree, Zheng Feng of Longxufeng is the No. 1 disciple of the Thirteen Peaks. With this name alone, Chu Sheng couldn't help being careless.

With a slight movement of the wrist, the long and narrow wooden knife in his hand turned around like a swimming dragon, and was immediately stopped by Zheng Feng's left hand against the back of the knife.With the palm up, he stayed temporarily on the hilt of the knife. At this moment, his whole body's aura also changed, from the elegant Wei Jin style to the chilling Ling Lie, and the narrow and long eyes were full of frost. rushed out like a tiger.

Unlike swordsmanship, which focuses on stabbing, picking, piercing, teasing, and striking, the saber technique is more important than chopping, chopping, sweeping, and looting.

The former is flexible, twisting and stabbing; while the latter is lingering, sweeping everywhere, as if the autumn wind is passing by, and every knife and gesture is down-to-earth, strictly abiding by rules and regulations.

And Longxufeng's two-handed saber technique is even more so, because it inherited the beheading method from the army, the slashing is fierce and there is no fancy at all.

Chu Sheng was pressed by the saber, and retreated step by step; Zheng Feng walked steadily, holding a long and narrow wooden saber in both hands, and raised the saber with his right to move away.Chu Sheng slanted to dodge, holding the sword to stab, but Zheng Feng forced him to take a step to the right, turned to the left and raised the saber, Chu Sheng retreated four or five steps in a row, and just passed the blade, his palms were already dripping with sweat.

"Brother Chu! Keep an eye on it!"

Zheng Feng suddenly let out a roar, his steps changed from steady to hasty, and suddenly he rushed forward like a gust of wind and rain, slashing head-on with both hands holding a knife.Chu Sheng raised his sword to meet him, but when the saber fell, it was as if a heavy hammer had hit it hard. Chu Sheng's wrists were numb from the shock, and he complained even more in his heart.

One goes forward, the other retreats, retreating and retreating until there is no way to retreat.When only half of the soles of his feet were on the stage, Chu Sheng was shocked to find that he had already retreated to the edge of the ring.

If he is forced out of the ring, all the foundations he has worked so hard to lay down before will be scrapped.Chu Sheng gritted his teeth fiercely, raised his sword, and at the same time tensed his body and dodged to the side, rolling across the stage, temporarily escaping from the violent wind and rain, panting heavily Rough, looks even more embarrassed.

"Come again!"

Zheng Feng held the knife in both hands and bullied him again. Chu Sheng's expression changed again and again, and he decided in his heart that he should take the upper hand.The sword power of Zheng Feng's hands was too fierce. Once he was brought into rhythm, it would be more difficult to escape.The only way is to seize the initiative, construct the sword's momentum first, and maintain the sword's momentum in order to control the situation.

With these thoughts in mind, Chu Sheng took the lead, and the sword stuck out like a spirit snake.That Zheng Feng swung the saber with both hands to block, the blade of the saber pressed against the blade of the sword, and the whole person also bullied himself into it.When he got close to Chu Sheng's face, he suddenly turned around and slashed from the other side with a long knife.Chu Sheng leaned back to dodge in a hurry, but the saber's momentum suddenly changed in the middle of it, and it returned to the downward and slashing momentum.

Under the urgency of the situation, Chu Sheng's mind suddenly flashed, his right foot flew up suddenly, and kicked Zheng Feng's wrist just as the blade fell in front of him. , his body was already covered in cold sweat.

"Brother Chu is a good method." Zheng Feng's eyes were like lightning, he laughed and said: "The dragon must be cut three times, Brother Chu has broken one of them, let's see again"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his brows slightly, but his complexion did not change at all, and there was no extra movement in his hands, but his whole body suddenly paused.And his eyes looked at Chu Sheng with a half-smile, but he stopped talking about the words just now.

After a moment's pause, he stood with his saber in his hands, and said in the same tone: "In the next day, I will go to Longshoumen to ask for advice."

Immediately, Zheng Feng turned around and walked towards the bottom of the ring.It's just that for some reason, the span of this step has become much narrower, and the walking step is not a bit chic, but has a more awkward posture.

Seeing him leave, Chu Sheng heaved a sigh of relief, shook his numb palms, and stood up with a wry smile.

Seeing this situation, everyone in the Shi family couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. If the sword-wielder really beat the sword-wielder to pieces, they would definitely have a headache, and they still had to think about how to reject Longxufeng without hurting others.

They can let their children and grandchildren learn swords, but they must not learn swords.

Shi Guang also wiped off his sweat at this moment, and he didn't have the intention to continue, so he waved his hands and shouted: "Let's stop here, my third son will come!"

"Wait a minute!"

At the end of the day, this person raised his voice, stepped forward and said: "I have never competed with this so-called Young Master Chu."

There was a hint of mockery in this tone.

"This" Shi Guang looked troubled. He really didn't want to cause any more trouble, and he was quite satisfied with Chu Sheng. It would be good if this matter ended here, and going too far would not be enough.

"Why?" The man looked at Shi Guang without hesitation, full of provocation, but without any respect, as if he didn't come to accept disciples, but more like to provoke trouble, and his tone was more displeased, " I, Pearl Mountain, am not qualified to challenge and recruit disciples?"

Three mountains and thirteen peaks, Pearl Mountain.

This tone was quite disrespectful, and the way he used his power to overwhelm others was also disgusting. His rather arrogant look made Shi Guang's face look as ugly as if he had eaten shit.

"Hey" the old Shi family man waved his hand, the wrinkles on his face were wrinkled, his old eyes raised his head slightly, but he said in a kind tone: "There are not many Shi families in Mingzhu Mountain, so why bother to be aggressive and fall into Mingzhu Mountain for nothing?" Names are not."

In fact, this fight was not reserved for Sanshan, but if you don't post it to Sanshan, people might not like it.

As for the reason, it is also simple.

For Thirteen Peaks, one more Shi family's donation would be of great effect; but for Sanshan, one more Shi family was not much, and one less Shi family was not much.In other words, if the grandson of the Shi family enters one of the thirteen peaks, it must be regarded as a treasure, and the sect must also rely on the Shi family, so that the two sides can support each other and grow stronger.But if he entered the Three Mountains, he would be more than the top and the bottom. How could he have this kind of treatment, and the mountain gate would not treat him as the Shi family.

This is the reason why it is better to be a chicken head than a phoenix tail.

Hearing these words, the man's pretty face turned red, and his silver teeth gritted his breath.

Chu Sheng smiled from the corner of the eye in the arena, cupped his fists at this person and said, "If this person wants to come, then come too, and I, Chu Sheng, will agree."

But what he said was righteous, which seemed to be a bit of iron.

He couldn't get off the stage even more, and there was a cavity of anger in his stomach, and he wanted to go up on the stage angrily.

But after taking two or three steps, the anger in his belly suddenly turned, and a feeling of shame and anger surged up.

A pair of black and white eyes stared at Chu Sheng, and the man gritted his teeth and said, "You bastard"

"Wait and wait! I will definitely come to the door someday"

Halfway through the speech, the man couldn't help but turned his head and walked away quickly, the voice still echoing in the distance.

"Definitely. Come and visit!"

(End of this chapter)