Chapter 349 In the Right Prime Minister's Mansion, I Can't Even Rank Second
At the moment when he was closest to death, all the cells in Wubu's body went berserk. He raised his two knives at a speed several times faster than before, crossing the long and short knives to catch the falling broken knife.
Two-breaking knife, pay attention to one knife and two cuts.
Wu Bu had already heard the buzzing sound of the long and short swords, as if there was a soul roaring and roaring in the swords.
At this time, all Wu Bu's internal energy was poured into the long and short swords. The blades were supported without breaking, but his bamboo hat...
Crack!
The black bamboo hat was separated from the left and right sides. Wu Bu felt his head was cold, and then felt warm again.
A line of blood flowed from his forehead.
It was only at this moment that he deeply felt the horror of the two broken knives. If he hadn't caught Zhao Wu's broken knife in time, his body would have been split into two by now.
After becoming famous with his double sword, this was the first time he felt heart palpitations.
Snapped!
Zhao Wu kicked him away, and the two of them opened a distance of tens of meters.
"Hoo, ho..." Wu Bu squatted on the ground, holding the long knife on the ground, holding the short knife behind his back, and stared at Zhao Wu warily.
Zhao Wudao: "Now, do you still think you can keep this broken knife for me?"
Wu Bu shook his head and said, "I don't understand."
Zhao Wu asked: "What don't you understand?"
Wu Bu said: "Liang Duan Dao is so domineering, and you are an extremely powerful master of martial arts. Why are you willing to serve as a guard for others?"
Zhao Wu asked back: "You want to know? If you know, you must die today."
Wu Bu's expression gradually calmed down, and the fatigue in his body also disappeared. He stood up slowly, showed a smile, and said: "If I were afraid of death, I would not take on the job of assassinating the young prime minister. I would
If you dare to come, you just want to have a look at the long-lost Two Broken Swords. Now that your wish has come true, you will have no regrets even if you die."
"Why bother?"
"I have been practicing swordsmanship all my life. Even if I practice to the point of cutting off the water with my sword, I have not stopped. I still persevere every day. Even if I cannot become a master, I still want to become the best swordsman in the world!"
Wu Bu closed his eyes and continued: "But! When I know that there is a swordsmanship that I cannot surpass, and there is a swordsman that I cannot defeat, then for me, the meaning of living is not great...
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Zhao Wu curled his lips and said: "I don't understand you martial arts idiots. The purpose of practicing martial arts is to live a good life. Why do you have to treat it as an obsession?"
"That's why I'm not convinced!" Wu Bu said sternly: "I work so hard and am so devoted to the art of swordsmanship, why can't I be a profit-oriented person like you?"
"Drilling makes one stupid, loose pine leads to wisdom." Zhao Wu said seriously: "It is precisely because I have no obsession that I will not be obsessed with the art of swordsmanship. Whether it is becoming a grandmaster or becoming the best swordsman in the world, it is a matter of course.
It's a good thing, but if it doesn't work out, it doesn't matter to me. If I meet someone who is better than me, I won't fight him!"
"Why do you have to defeat everyone?"
"The question you just asked me, I will answer you now." Zhao Wu put the back of the knife on his shoulder and walked towards Wu Bu. As he walked, he said: "My martial arts is strong, what does it have to do with whether I am willing to be a guard for others?"
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"My name is Zhao Wu, my surname is Zhao, and I am also from the Zhao family."
"Besides, in the Right Prime Minister's Office, I am not the best at fighting. I can't even be ranked second."
"You think, what's wrong with me being a guard?"
"Not even ranked second..." Wu Bu was shocked and murmured: "You Xiangfu, Youxiangfu..."
Zhao Wu stopped, pointed his sword at Wu Bu, and said: "I have said everything that needs to be said. Let me give you some dignity. Get up and continue fighting. The sword means decisiveness. The sword means advancing without retreating. If you want to die, die in the battle!"
Hearing this, Wu Bu laughed wildly, then stood up suddenly and got into position with his long and short swords.
"I, Wu Bu, will fight to the death with two broken knives tonight!"
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While Zhao Yan and Zhao Wu were fighting fiercely, Heng Wenhao was also dealing with the regretful seal monk.
It's just that compared to Yang Huanyun and Wu Bu, Monk Huiyin's side is more difficult.
Monk Huiyin was able to crush Heng Wenhao's sharp sword with his bare hands. Heng Wenhao's thunderbolt and numbness were also unable to exert their power under Monk Huiyin's fist seal.
This monk is both offensive and defensive. When attacking, he is like a thunderbolt. When defending, he seems to have an indestructible body. Heng Wenhao's sword cannot cut through his cassock, nor can he damage his iron fist, but he is often forced to retreat by his punches.
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But he must sacrifice his life to contain Monk Huiyin. Zhao Yan and Zhao Wu each have someone to deal with. If Monk Huiyin is allowed to cross him to find Zhao Cheng, Zhao Cheng will definitely be in trouble.
By that time, he would not be able to explain to the eldest princess.
"Old monk, you have such skills, why did you leave the Lu family in the first place? If you stay in the Lu family, the Lu family will definitely be the dominant family in Jiangcheng. Why do you need to give the Tu family a share of the pie?"
Unable to suppress Monk Huiyin with martial arts, Heng Wenhao began to use words to stimulate him, saying: "Isn't it an unfilial act for you to leave your family alone and escape into Buddhism?"
"Now that you've decided not to care, if something happens to the Lu family, and you come out to meddle in others' affairs, wouldn't it be capricious?"
"Unfilial! Capricious! Where is the bottom line for a monk like you?!"
Monk Huiyin clasped his hands together and said, "I came down from the mountain not to help the Lu family, but because of the light of the Dharma, which guides me to eliminate you group of young people who are causing harm to Jiangcheng!"
"Old monk is really good at farting!" Heng Wenhao burst out laughing and continued: "Return the light of Buddhism. It's so dark now, where is the light? I still don't understand why you left the Lu family. What happened in the first place
What happened? Is the Lu family treating you badly? "
Monk Huiyin frowned.
Heng Wenhao kept his distance from Monk Huiyin, and suddenly caught a glimpse of Qianlang not far away, pointing towards him toward the river.
He understood and continued to say in a sarcastic tone: "Is it because your martial arts skills are so good that others are jealous of you? Or are you causing trouble everywhere and causing trouble for your family? You will become a monk at the slightest grievance. You are such a glass-hearted person!"
"That's enough!" Monk Huiyin shouted sharply, making fists with his hands, and said: "Do you think I don't know your purpose? Delaying time is useless. If I come tonight, your master will not survive!"
With that said, Monk Huiyin stopped talking to Heng Wenhao and punched Heng Wenhao twice in succession.
It came suddenly, and Heng Wenhao quickly blocked it with his sword.
boom!
boom!
The first punch mark hit the blade and bounced away, removing most of Heng Wenhao's internal energy. When the second punch mark hit the blade, it directly pushed the blade towards Heng Wenhao's chest.
Heng Wenhao spit out a mouthful of blood and flew towards the river.
Monk Huiyin chased after him, and Heng Wenhao immediately rolled to his feet, holding back the pain in his chest, and dived into the water with a 'pop' sound.
Monk Huiyin stopped by the river and looked around the river.
At this moment, Qian Lang suddenly appeared from behind Monk Huiyin, hugged him and jumped into the river.
Monk Hui Yin reacted very quickly and was very strong. Most of his body was already on the river, but he hooked one foot on the rocks on the shore, and Gan Lang's body hung on top of him.
Quietly, a circle of ripples appeared on the river.
Heng Wenhao's head emerged from the ripples and stabbed Monk Huiyin's foot.
"If you want these legs, come down and play in the water!"
