The prince is very fierce

During the short time when Xu Buling and Song Ying fought, the golden silk in Jia Gonggong's hand had already formed a spider web on the side of the square that would kill anyone who touched it.

Zhu Liu's right arm was cut with three holes, and his fighting power was damaged. He was struggling in the middle, and it was difficult for him to get close to Jia Gonggong, but Jia Gonggong could not kill Zhu Liu for a while.

Jia Gonggong came out this time to help the Investigation Bureau solve the problem, so he naturally saw how the chief of the Investigation Bureau arranged it. After hearing Song Ying's words, he stopped and exchanged the battlefield with Song Ying...

"Tang Jiao! Give me your life!"

Song Ying avoided the fight, so Xu Buling naturally could not chase him. According to the original purpose, he rushed to Tang Jiao, who had already run to the outside, with his bare hands.

Tang Jiao was shocked and unbelievable when he saw Song Ying running away. He was afraid of Xu Buling's identity just now and did not dare to take action. Now he did not even have the idea of ​​taking action, and turned around and ran to the back of the manor.

Many people watching the battle were filled with astonishment when they saw the notorious Song Ying avoid fighting and treat Sword Saint Zhu Liu as a soft persimmon.

Although it was not a life-and-death fight with Song Ying, both of them had obviously used killing moves just now, but they did not use swords. At the level of Grandmaster, a finger can kill a person. Both sides did not use weapons to fight fists and feet, so there was no such thing as an unfair victory.

Although the moves were not seen clearly, Song Ying obviously suffered a loss in both charges. Apart from other things, at least in terms of hard power and basic skills, Song Ying was obviously weaker than Xu Buling, which was enough to determine the winner.

But Xu Buling was only in his early twenties, and he beat Song Ying so scared. Is he really a god?

However, the scene made the people watching the battle regain their consciousness a little. Although Xu Buling was still very powerful, he was at least a mortal like everyone else and had weaknesses.

Xu Buling strode forward, chasing after the fleeing Tang Jiao. Before he had taken ten steps, he felt a bone-chilling chill on his side. A large sleeve swept over silently, and by the time he noticed it, it was already close.

Xu Buling did not look down on Eunuch Jia at all. He hooked his five fingers with his backhand and grabbed the arm in his sleeve.

When Xu Buling faced Chen Daozi, his sleeve swung over like an iron plate, with an indescribable hidden power in it.

Now, he reached into the sleeve swept by Eunuch Jia, but it seemed that he didn't touch anything. If it weren't for the touch of fabric on his fingers, Xu Buling would have thought he had grabbed nothing.

The wide sleeve blocked his vision. Before Xu Buling grabbed Eunuch Jia's arm, he saw a knife coming out from under the sleeve and piercing his heart, as fast as thunder.

Xu Buling immediately withdrew his hand, but just as he retreated half a step, a huge pulling force came from his wrist, pulling him back.

Xu Buling's eyes changed slightly, he raised his left hand to catch the knife, and forced himself to bounce back, pulling himself out from in front of Jia Gonggong, landing three feet away.

Jia Gonggong stood there, not chasing, but holding a thin rope in his left hand.

The red rope was straightened in the wind and snow, and the other end was tied to Xu Buling's right wrist, leaving a red mark.

Xu Buling broke the thin rope on his wrist with force, stepped back slightly, and made a fist.

Eunuch Jia still looked calm and said slowly:

"Your Highness, if it was replaced with gold thread, your right hand would be gone. Admit defeat, so that I can help Lord Song."

Xu Buling frowned slightly: "I am carrying a weapon, so I will not grab it with my hands. It seems that Eunuch Jia won unfairly."

Eunuch Jia thought about it and realized that this was the truth. He loosened the string and shook his sleeves to reveal his dry hands:

"Since Your Highness is interested, I will accompany you for a few moves. Tang Jiao is loyal to the court. It would be difficult to report to the emperor if I killed him. How about sparing him for now?"

Xu Buling was fully focused and said softly: "If he can stop me, he can't be killed."

Eunuch Jia nodded, smiling peacefully.

Bang

As always, he moved like thunder.

Xu Buling's boots cracked the already broken ground again, and he increased his speed to the extreme. He circled from the left side, swept up the gravel and snow on the ground with his right leg, and kicked towards Jia Gonggong's lower body.

This time, the momentum was so great that the gravel and snow on the ground almost formed a curtain of waves.

Jia Gonggong served the emperor in the palace, and he may have never shown a nervous and surprised expression on his face in his life. It was the same at this time. He raised his sleeves gently, swept away the snow foam and gravel that came to his face, stepped back half a step, and sighed in a duck voice:

"You young people always like to make trouble with the floor when fighting. If you win, it's okay. If you lose, you have to repair the yard for others, which not only costs money but also wastes things..."

While speaking, Xu Buling's horizontal sweep had already crossed Jia Gonggong's lower body.

But Jia Gonggong took a step back, just right, and the hem of his red robe brushed against the sole of his shoe. Except for swaying a few times in the wind, there was not even a stain, and it was obvious that he didn't kick.

After Xu Buling swept his leg along the ground, he stood up and punched Eunuch Jia's side. The wind from his fists made a loud noise, and he was frightening even before he got close.

"You have great strength, but you have to use it in the right place. The prince has not even touched us yet, but he has already wasted a lot of energy with all his strength. He won't be able to hold on for long..."

Eunuch Jia turned sideways and passed his fist along his chest. When Xu Buling changed his moves and prepared to elbow him, his right hand was like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue and tapped Xu Buling's ribs.

Bang—

It hit the target with one strike, and it was extremely accurate.

Xu Buling felt a sharp pain in his ribs, as if he had been stabbed with a knife, and he almost got a stitch in his side.

"Ha—"

Xu Buling gritted his teeth and resisted with his strong physique, and smashed out the elbow.

This time, he finally encountered someone, but Eunuch Jia immediately retreated. Following the powerful and heavy blow, he retreated and landed lightly about ten feet away, unscathed. He shook his head and said:

"It's easy to break if it's too strong. A hundred blows are not as accurate as one. It only takes one to kill people. It's useless to put on so many tricks."

Eunuch Jia always likes to say something when watching people fight, but what he says is by no means a taunt or a joke, but more like an evaluation and guidance to the younger generations of warriors.

Xu Buling's body was as motionless as a green pine, but his ribs were poked a bit hard, and even his breath was slightly disturbed. After exchanging moves, he obviously suffered a big loss.

After the blow, Xu Buling stopped and did not pursue.

If we say that hitting Chen Daozi is like hitting mosquitoes with a cannon, although it is useless, it can at least cover him twice.

Beating Eunuch Jia is just like hitting the air with a cannon. It is meaningless if the power of psychic energy cannot be used to hit him.

Xu Buling's face looked a little more serious, and he could clearly see the bottleneck in front of him.

He grew up in the border army. When killing enemies in battle, he pays attention to the number of kills rather than the quality. There is no difference between cutting off the head and cutting off the legs on the battlefield.

But this way of fighting the enemy is obviously very different from the way warriors catch and kill each other. His martial arts skills are not weak, but compared with Eunuch Jia's precise precision, they are a bit too rough.

What Eunuch Jia said is not unreasonable. To put it bluntly, killing is just a matter of one blow. The question of whether one can hit or not, and other feints and real moves are just for the purpose of supporting this one blow.

But this principle is easy to understand, but it is obviously difficult to achieve it. I am afraid that only Zhu Liu's sword has touched the essence.

Xu Buring was no longer in a hurry to rush forward, and stared at Eunuch Jia with all his attention. After a moment, he suddenly regained his momentum, stood up straight, put one palm in front of him, and made a line between the tip of his nose, the tip of his hand, and Eunuch Jia.

Eunuch Jia narrowed his eyes slightly and nodded gently: "I'm sorry, but the prince is very understanding."

The so-called "Eighteen Falls" is a short fighting style that is relatively rare in the martial arts world. It emphasizes "withdrawing and changing shadows, taking advantage of the situation to take advantage of the situation, detachment and transformation, avoid the sharp edge, hide the sharp edge, strike with diagonal strikes, and use skill to control clumsiness." In a life-and-death fight, pay attention to seizing the fleeting flaws, use both attack and attack, and use your strength to defeat the enemy.

Eunuch Jia's martial arts skills are obviously derived from the "Zhang Yi Shiba Feng". The only person in the world who can break through the moves is probably Wudang's Baguazhang. Xu Buring doesn't know Baguazhang, so the only way left is to use magic. Beat the magic.

Xu Buling could see Eunuch Jia's skills so quickly and find a way to deal with it from the martial arts he learned. Eunuch Jia was really amazed at his understanding. However, since Eunuch Jia has learned from each other's strong points and made up for his own weaknesses, the skills he learned must be better than Zhanyi Shiba fell so hard that he shook his head again and said:

"However, this old slave's 'thousand-layered miasma' has a total of seventy-seven forty-nine variables. I'm afraid the prince will not be able to cope with it."

Xu Buling stepped forward slowly, paying attention to the toes of Eunuch Jia's shoulders and shoes from the corner of his eye, and said calmly:

"No matter how many variables there are, killing is just a matter of time."

When Eunuch Jia heard this, he smiled a little:

"It's really a good young man who practices martial arts. It's a pity that he comes from a princely family. Otherwise, Zuo Zhexian's reputation as 'unparalleled' would have ended in this era."

Xu Buring did not answer any more and slowly approached Eunuch Jia. Seeing that they were one and a half steps away, about an arm's length away, he suddenly made a move and pretended to attack Eunuch Jia's face with his right hand.

Eunuch Jia raised his arm lightly and held the palm that Xu Buring slapped.

Xu Buling quickly picked up Eunuch Jia's arm with his left hand, and at the same time pinned Eunuch Jia's right foot with his left foot, withdrew his right palm, and slapped Eunuch Jia's chest with the palm of his hand at a short distance.

In this tricky moment, the palm strike was struck with an inch of force. It was far from the frightening power of the past, and there was not even the slightest sound, but the force was not much weaker.

It’s just that Eunuch Jia is an expert in this way. After seeing through this move, he sighed softly:

"It's full of craftsmanship and not advisable."

As he spoke, he raised his right arm up, pressed against Xu Buling's right arm, and stroked sideways, causing Xu Bulin's body to tilt to one side, and the move was immediately broken.

If a martial artist is defeated in a fight, he will inevitably be countered.

When Eunuch Jia raised his hand, he hooked Xu Buling's hind legs with his toes, turned sideways and slapped Xu Buling's back with his left palm, and with the combined force of his hands and feet, Xu Buling was thrown out.

However, this encounter did not end there.

The moment Xu Buling fell to the ground, he tapped his fingers on the ground, used the force to lift up, and kicked Eunuch Jia in the abdomen. At the same time, he supported the ground with one palm and grabbed Eunuch Jia's ankle with his left hand like an eagle's claw.

"Huh?"

Eunuch Jia finally showed a bit of surprise this time.