The two of them took up stances and faced each other attentively.
There was no one around, and naturally there was no noise. The two of them focused on each other and made judgments secretly.
Suddenly, Tang Zhao took action and moved the mountain forward with his palm - moving the mountain!
Although his palm technique has been modified by Ping Jiangqiu, it is still not very exciting in terms of moves. Fortunately, it is simple and has no loopholes, no shortcomings, and he is not afraid of being the first to strike.
Jiao Feng also followed suit, turning his palms inward and outward, and struck out continuously.
Silk hand!
This is not the poisonous sand palm on the street, but the secret Kung Fu of the real Black Spider Villa. It is difficult to distinguish the direction when moving, and it has captured the eerie and weird essence of the Black Spider.
Jiao Feng is also very skilled in silk-winding skills, and his movements are extremely fast. He uses a lot of rapid attacks to neutralize the femininity of the original moves. This is an improvement he made based on the actual situation. Although it is a small change, it can be seen
He is a martial arts wizard.
Tang Zhao's fighting moves are naturally difficult to follow, but his mountain-moving palm moves are not based on fancy movements, but on the use of force and the changes in his breathing, which can also be called "weird".
After adding the internal force, because the internal force can swim, in addition to swallowing and swallowing, the Mountain Moving Palm also adds the words "far and near".
The strength of the upper palms is stacked, and the various changes are better than the changes in Jiao Feng's silk-winding hand.
At first, the two of them were still fighting on the same spot, but eventually it was Jiao Feng who started to move first. His steps were intertwined, back and forth, left and right, constantly changing, walking in various directions, swimming with Tang Zhao.
Tang Zhao did not wander around, he only changed directions on the spot with simple steps to meet the enemy. This was somewhat passive, but he used his strengths and avoided weaknesses. In terms of the steps under his feet, he occupied the word "steady". In terms of flexibility, he was not as agile as he was.
He is good at traveling and fighting, so he can adapt to all changes by remaining unchanged at the same place.
This kind of fighting between the two is exactly opposite to their image.
Although Jiao Feng is on the thin side, his body is taller due to his age, and he is serious and tough. His fighting techniques are like water surges, tortuous and flexible. Tang Zhao is thin, handsome and smart in appearance, but his fighting skills are like ballast.
stone.
Fighting and fighting, the two of them competed more than once. Tang Zhao used his internal strength as his bones, and the "one plus one is greater than two" power that entwined his strength was almost the same as Jiao Feng's head-on fight. Both of them knew that it would be a protracted battle. Fortunately,
Now the two sides have confirmed that there is indeed no hostility, and they have no intention of confronting each other with force for a long time. They will control their strength separately and focus on fighting.
Jiao Feng continued to make various moves, but still couldn't take advantage, saying: "Hai Kuai. Tang Zhao, do you still have a trump card?"
Tang Zhao answered truthfully: "No, my family background is very thin."
Jiao Feng twitched his lips and said, "You are so honest. I'm going to change my tactics."
He paused for a moment, then suddenly his arms straightened out, his palms turned into fists, and he struck like a storm.
His face was originally expressionless, but after using this crazy tiger-like boxing technique, his whole demeanor changed, and his expression became a bit ferocious, as if he wanted to hammer a hole into the ground.
Tang Zhao's pressure increased sharply. He was not bluffing. He did have a weak foundation and little experience in fighting with others. Even though his fighting talent was not bad, it was difficult to prescribe the right medicine. He could not even see the opponent's boxing skills clearly.
Fortunately, he is really good at moving the mountain palm. Although he can't break through any tricks, his palm skills can naturally weave a net, with internal and external strength, to firmly protect him and make him invincible.
Just like this, he was surrounded by Jiao Feng's boxing. He only defended without attacking, and had no chance of victory. The only thing he could rely on was to wait for the opponent's strength to be weak and the attack would naturally slow down, and then he could look for opportunities to counterattack.
But the opponent's offense requires strength, and Tang Zhao's defense requires effort as well. It's hard to say which one of the two sides will not be able to attack first.
Gradually, Jiao Feng used his boxing skills to shrink Tang Zhao's protective circle, and his own risk was even smaller. The so-called offense is the best defense. If you attack in large numbers, you can open up the gaps in your own defense. And
He had figured out Tang Zhao's moves and carefully protected all the points within reach of the opponent's moves.
Tang Zhao was now so familiar with his palm skills that he almost didn't use his brain. Jiao Feng was equivalent to helping him hone his moves. If he had to practice it by himself, it would probably take ten times the time.
While he was passively defending, he was looking for opportunities to attack. He just moved one move after another, leaving no gaps.
Suddenly, something moved in his mind, and he used up all his strength with the move "Building Earth into a Mountain". With a sudden suction, he pulled Jiao Feng's body to the side, and quickly thrust forward with his other hand.
This move was something he had never used before. It was light and fast, with almost no force, like a light smoke passing through the shadows of heavy fists——
For a moment, stop.
Further forward is Jiao Feng's throat.
His move was extremely fast but not powerful, and he moved his fingertips forward with his five fingers together. If it touched other places, not only would it not be able to break the defense, but he might have poked his finger first, but the throat is an extremely fragile part, even if it is so gentle
A poke may still be fatal.
Jiao Feng suddenly froze, and his fist that was halfway punched stopped in the air.
The two were in a stalemate for a moment, and Jiao Feng said: "I lost."
Tang Zhao smiled and retracted his fingers naturally. Jiao Feng also retracted his fist naturally, pinched his uninjured throat and said, "New move? Homemade?"
Tang Zhao smiled and said: "Swordsmanship."
Jiao Feng suddenly understood, smiled in relief, and said: "No wonder...be careful!" and pushed Tang Zhao away.
Tang Zhao felt a chill in his ears, and a black light flew past his ears. Before he could think about it, he rolled on the spot, rolled in front of the magic weapon, reached out and pulled out the magic weapon stuck on the ground.
A surge of power surged through him, and he was refreshed and instantly changed his state.
Looking back, there was no one on the wall. Then he looked at Jiao Feng, his expression unchanged, and said: "Wan Biao."
Tang Zhao was so angry that he took a few steps to the wall, stepped on it, jumped up to the top of the wall, and climbed over to the outer courtyard.
Wan Biao missed his sneak attack outside, and was already prepared. His face was stained with blood, and he grabbed a big knife and shouted: "Come on, I was attacked by you just now, I will call you this time..."
Before he finished speaking, Tang Zhao rushed over with the magic weapon and swiped it with a stick without any explanation.
The stick hit the blade of the knife, and Wan Biao's mouth broke open. The knife was thrown horizontally and flew out of sight. Then he was kicked in the center and flew backwards several feet, almost vomiting out his heart and liver.
He was stunned. It was not that he had not been beaten by Tang Zhao just now, but he always felt that he was just a few steps behind, and it was not that he had no room for resistance. While Tang Zhao was leaving, he got a few more courageous, bad-tempered, and particularly angry with Tang.
Zhao's partners planned to fight together. Although Gao Mo and Zhang Xu refused to come even if they died, he thought that the number of people was enough, so he launched a sneak attack first and then a provocation.
Unexpectedly, Tang Zhao rushed over and kicked him out like a sack with a flying stick and knife. Not only him, but also several of his friends who had not had time to take action were stunned, their ears were buzzing, and they all thought:
Is that human being?
Tang Zhaowu remembered the terrifying moment of life and death just now. The culprit was right in front of him. Before he could think about it carefully, the magic weapon struck him on the head——
A sword stretched out from the side and rested in front of him.
The two swords intersected, and Tang Zhaomu's sword could not move forward even an inch, but the force on the sword was also released by a soft force, and it did not suffer much backlash.
Tang Zhao looked up and saw a familiar heroic face looking directly at him.
I heard the other party say slowly: "Calm down."
Tang Zhao took a long breath, slowly drew back his strength, and saluted, "Master Xing."
This man was naturally extremely tortured. He put his sword back into its scabbard and said with a smile: "Tang Zhao, long time no see. You have changed a lot. When I saw your majesty just now, I almost thought you had grown taller.
"
Tang Zhao was in a trance, and his memory came back instantly. He remembered many things from the past, and he calmed down and said, "Yes, long time no see. Thank you for stopping me in time."
Xing Ji was slightly surprised and said, "Huh? I thought you thought I was stopping you from venting your anger."
Tang Zhao's mood gradually calmed down and he said: "How could it be? Your Excellency is thinking about the overall situation."
His temper had just risen, and he had no other thoughts in his mind. He just wanted to strike with a sword, and felt that all those in front of him were enemies. But the emotion quickly faded, and his rationality returned, and he immediately understood the meaning of Xing Ji——
You can't kill yourself.
It’s not that Wan Biao shouldn’t be killed. Anyone who kills will always be killed. Even if it doesn’t follow the rules of the Grape Court and the gentleman’s agreement compiled by Tang Zhao himself, Tang Zhao should still be considered self-defense.
It's just not worth it, especially now, before the battle, it's not worth denying one's efforts for more than half a month for such a person.
Unless he wanted to take advantage of the situation and kill by accident to get rid of the imminent task. But if Tang Zhao wanted to do this, he would have had countless opportunities. Since he took the initiative to persist, how could he give up halfway?
There was no killing intent, and there was no anger at Wan Biao lying on the ground, only hatred and disgust.
Killing intent...
This was something that only developed after he learned martial arts. After experiencing ups and downs for more than half a month, he finally gained a lot of things that he didn't have before.
At this time, Zhang Xu and Gao Mo, who were peeping from the side, saw Tang Zhao withdrawing his sword, nodded and bowed over, and dragged Wan Biao away, not daring to disturb Tang Zhao and Xing Ji. Tang Zhao was too lazy to look at them, regardless of whether they were taking the initiative to please or want to do it for Tang Zhao.
Whether Zhao solved the trouble or still wanted to save this man's life because of his complicity and friendship, it has nothing to do with Tang Zhao.
His previous actions were just for purity, and he did not really intend to become the local bully of the vineyard.
Now that Xing Ji has appeared, perhaps Tang Zhao's experience in Grape Court will come to an end.
Xing Ji nodded and said: "As before, he is smart and transparent, and can listen to people's words. But his temper is getting worse, which is not good. Of course you can be angry when you are attacked by a surprise attack, but you can't lose your calm, otherwise you will die easily."
Tang Zhao nodded in agreement and said: "Sir, I feel that my temper is indeed becoming more and more irritable. Do you think I have something wrong with my practice?"
Xingji looked at him carefully and said: "Obsessed? It doesn't look like it. I can check it for you later. Do you still remember that when you first picked up the sword, you tried to strike me with a sword? I told you then.
, armed with a sharp weapon, a murderous intention arises from the beginning. Learning martial arts and mastering a sharp sword are the same thing. But it is not entirely a bad thing. Anger and passion are part of martial arts. Have you not read a book for a long time? "
Tang Zhao shook his head.
Let’s go check on the kid you just sparred with first, he’s injured.”