martial arts general

Chapter 30
At this moment, two disciples of the Huashan Sect also came over.

Ouyang Zuimeng cupped his hands and said, "I pay my respects to Master Situ."

Luo Xiaoyun was even more impatient: "Master Situ, let's start now."

He wanted to leave Huashan after the competition, so he said this.

Situ Xingchen nodded: "Of course."

After speaking, everyone stood in the distance, leaving only Qiu Heng, the second disciple of the Poshan Sect, and Luo Xiaoyun, the second disciple of the Huashan School.

Du Linyuan instructed: "Luo Xiaoyun, you must have a good competition to improve your swordsmanship, and you can't be free and loose, breaking the rules."

Luo Xiaoyun cupped his hands: "Master, don't worry."

Situ Xingchen also said: "Qiu Heng, you must remember the stick formula when making moves."

Qiu Heng was full of confidence: "No problem."

Zhao Jiuxiao watched from the sidelines, secretly looking forward to the outcome of the competition between the two.

Gongsun Wuji leaned against the wall, very leisurely.

He was thinking about other things and didn't care about winning or losing.

Sima You was as calm as water, not disturbed by waves.

He Zhengyang found a jar of wine and watched while drinking.

Qiu Heng bowed and saluted: "I'm offended."

【Clutch stick method! 】 Before he finished speaking, he swung his long stick and hit Luo Xiaoyun's head, chest, and legs in three consecutive places at an extremely fast speed.

[Feixu swordsmanship! 】Luo Xiaoyun flew up, easily dodged, and the long sword slashed across the opponent's back.

Qiu Heng waved his long stick with his backhand to resist, and with a "dang" sound, he blocked the sword.

He also turned around, swung his long stick, and hit it dozens of times in a row.

But Luo Xiaoyun's body skills were floating around, flying in the air, and still avoided the opponent's offensive.

For a moment, the two of you came and went, fighting each other.

Qiu Heng's stick technique has both speed and strength, not only blocking Luo Xiaoyun's sword move, but also able to counterattack.

But Luo Xiaoyun's movement is like flying catkins in the sky, her movements are graceful, and her sword moves are like dancing.

Qiu Heng therefore fell into a passive situation. Although his stick technique was stronger, he could not hurt his opponent.

Luo Xiaoyun also kept flying in the air, but she didn't land on the ground.

Situ Xingchen clenched his fists tightly, his palms were sweating, already worried that Qiu Heng would not be able to win.

Zhao Jiuxiao was excited to see it, and applauded the two of them.

At this moment, Qiu Heng suddenly changed his moves, swung his long stick with his backhand, and attacked quickly, all of which were diagonal moves.

These stick techniques cleverly aimed at the flaws in Luo Xiaoyun's wrist and chest.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Luo Xiaoyun was forced to fall to the ground, avoiding the opponent's moves.

But Qiu Heng rushed forward, holding up the long stick with both hands, and slammed it from top to bottom.

Luo Xiaoyun had nowhere to hide and could only defend with his sword.

"Dang!" After a crisp sound, his long sword flew out and landed in the distance, his wrist was numb from the shock, and he took several steps back.

Luo Xiaoyun cupped his hands and said, "I lost."

Qiu Heng also nodded: "I agree."

Situ Xingchen relaxed and said happily: "Okay!"

Du Linyuan sighed: "Luo Xiaoyun, your swordsmanship has indeed improved a lot, and you didn't hesitate at all when you made your moves. My master is very satisfied with you."

Luo Xiaoyun cupped his hands and said, "Thank you so much, Master!"

After speaking, he turned around and left with a relaxed expression on his face.

The disciples of Poshanmen cheered happily, and the disciples of Huashan School were not too disappointed, the atmosphere was very lively.

The second competition also began.

Huashan disciple Ouyang Zuimeng and Poshanmen disciple Hu Kuangfeng stood there.

Hu Kuangfeng was a little nervous, kept looking away, and took a deep breath, trying to let go of the pressure in his heart.

Ouyang Zuimeng had no such reaction. He just drew out his sword and said, "Let's make a move."

He has no purpose other than improving his swordsmanship, so he is naturally not afraid of failure.

After taking a few deep breaths, Hu Kuangfeng finally relaxed.

【Stoker! ] As he said that, he jumped forward, swept his right palm across Ouyang Zuimeng's lower back, pushed forward with his left palm, and slapped his chest.

【Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng! ] Ouyang Zuimeng was not afraid, but brandished his long sword and stabbed Hu Kuangfeng's hands and wrists continuously at extremely fast speeds.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Hu Kuangfeng quickly retreated and jumped back.

But Ouyang Zuimeng's long sword also changed its moves and swept across the opponent's chest.

Hu Kuangfeng leaned forward and pushed back with his right palm, attacking Ouyang Zuimeng's lower abdomen.

Ouyang Zuimeng's sword moves changed again, from sweeping to downward stabbing, hitting Hu Kuangfeng's right palm directly.

Hu Kuangfeng had no choice but to withdraw his right palm, stretched out his left hand, and directly grabbed Ouyang Zuimeng's sword-holding wrist, exerting force suddenly, trying to throw Ouyang Zuimeng directly.

This is also the essence of [Monument Thrower], who can throw targets that are several times their own weight on the ground.

But Ouyang Zuimeng's left leg was not idle, it swept across and kicked Hu Kuangfeng's ankle.

Hu Kuangfeng didn't expect this move, so he let go of the opponent's wrist and jumped back.

Ouyang Zuimeng also easily defused Hu Kuangfeng's offensive through changes in his sword moves.

The two of them started to fight back and forth.

Hu Kuangfeng stretched out his hands many times, trying to grab Ouyang Zuimeng's shoulders and wrists and throw him to the ground.

But Ouyang Zuimeng's swordsmanship has changed a lot, so Hu Kuangfeng has no chance at all.

He himself took advantage of the situation to fight back, which ultimately put Hu Kuangfeng into a passive situation. Not only was he unable to make moves, he was also at risk of being hit by a long sword, and the pressure in his heart became even greater.

Situ Xingchen also looked excited, and kept yelling: "Hu Kuangfeng, calm down!"

But he couldn't control Hu Kuangfeng's personality.

In a tense situation, he was stabbed to the left shoulder by Ouyang Zuimeng.

Hu Kuangfeng hurriedly dodged sideways.

But who would have thought that Ouyang Zuimeng's sword turned into a backhand slanted, impartial, and it just crossed Hu Kuangfeng's chest.

"Ugh!" A sharp pain hit, Hu Kuangfeng showed fear, and blood flowed from his chest.

Fortunately, the wound was not deep, so he stretched out his finger a little, and the acupuncture point was sealed and the bleeding stopped.

Situ Xingchen's face turned blue and white, very ugly.

Hu Kuangfeng also knew what his master was thinking, he shook his head and cupped his hands and said, "Young Xia Ouyang, I lost."

After speaking, he turned around and left without even daring to look at Situ Xingchen.

Situ Xingchen also had a livid face and didn't say a word.

Du Linyuan looked satisfied: "Ouyang Zuimeng, your swordsmanship is getting better and better."

The disciples of Poshan Sect lowered their heads, while the disciples of Huashan Sect cheered and applauded.

Zhao Jiuxiao was also excited to see it. He was full of confidence in Ouyang Zuimeng's sword moves, and even thought about using him as his own after becoming the leader of the martial arts alliance and charging on the battlefield for him.

In this way, only Qiu Heng and Ouyang Zuimeng were left.

The two also stood there.

Situ Xingchen instructed: "Qiu Heng, you must calm down and meet the enemy with all your strength!"

He didn't want his disciples to lose another game and make him lose face.

Qiu Heng also nodded and shouted: "Master, don't worry!"

His character is far superior to Hu Kuangfeng's, and he is full of self-confidence, and he is still ready to fight.

This is especially true for Ouyang Zuimeng. After the previous victory, his understanding of swordsmanship has improved to a higher level.

【Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng! ] As he spoke, he flicked his wrist and swung his sword to attack.

(End of this chapter)