Zhao Zheng stood in the middle, with his left hand behind his back, and his feet rotated with Jiang Ming's movement, always facing Jiang Ming without exposing his back. He did not show too much fighting spirit for this exchange.
I don't even plan to use my true strength, as long as I can lose beautifully and not be underestimated.
This is just a competition of martial arts. There is no deep hatred between the two parties, and there is no reward, so it's just fun.
Zhao Zheng's mentality is very relaxed, but Jiang Mingke is much more serious. He has a serious attitude as if he is facing a powerful enemy, which shows that this person is very competitive.
When he reached the third circle, Jiang Ming paused and suddenly moved forward to attack. In line with the true essence of Tai Chi swordsmanship, the sword made it look like flowing water. A cold light was drawn on the tip of the sword, and the sword body was beaten.
Turn around and tap Zhao Zheng's right shoulder.
The two were sparring, not fighting, so Jiang Ming's sword did not have any internal force attached to it. This was also an unwritten rule in the martial arts world. When sparring, you should not use too much internal force, causing the sword energy to fly around. Sword energy is not
If a person with eyes hurts someone, it will also hurt the harmony, and the discussion will turn into enmity.
When Zhao Zheng saw the moves, he also did not use much internal energy, and only used the ingenuity of his moves to compete with them. He flipped his wrist, held the Yiming Sword upside down, and drew a semicircle of brilliance on the sword's body, moving the tip of the sword like water.
He blocked it. Then he pointed his toes to the ground and walked with the sword. The sword turned with people and made a big spin, hitting Jiang Ming's face. The wind was blowing on the sword.
"Well done!" Jiang Ming became even more excited when he saw Zhao Zheng's clever move. He used the move "Concentrating Qi and Falling Thousand Catties, Shrinking the Neck and Hiding the Head". He sank down and squatted on the ground. He flashed the Life Sword above his head.
After that, the moment the cold light faded away, he bounced up from the ground like a spring.
Jiang Ming rolled on the ground, stabbing out five swords in succession while rolling. The sword light swished out from the figure, like a big hedgehog.
Zhao Zheng jumped up in the air, avoiding Jiang Ming, the "hedgehog", and twisted his body when he landed. He swung his sword diagonally downward and fought with Jiang Ming.
The two did not use too much internal force, but relied solely on sword moves to compete with each other. For a while, it was difficult to distinguish between the superior and the inferior, and the fight was evenly matched. Tai Chi Sword Technique and Maha Sword Technique are both top-grade sword techniques. In terms of sophistication, they are comparable to each other.
I saw these two people flying up and down in the courtyard. They jumped forward and backward, high and low, flipping and jumping. Every movement would bring out a cold light, making the courtyard filled with cold light and the air-conditioning was overwhelming!
When the people watching the battle saw this scene, they all cheered and praised secretly.
A layman looks at the fun, and an insider looks at the door. Other Wudang disciples only think that Zhao Zhengjian has cool moves and a handsome person. But Jiang Ming's father, Jiang Yong, has an extra layer of thinking.
"Well, this Zhao Zheng is worthy of being a person who can break through the dead end sword formation. His men really have some real skills, and they are not ordinary people. It can be said that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and a new generation replaces the old ones. But I don't know what kind of sword he uses.
The sword moves are so amazing and changeable, sometimes fierce, sometimes agile, and there is no trace to be found. I have traveled around the world for decades and have seen countless sword techniques, but I have never seen this sword technique in his hand. It is really strange.
. Could it be that he has a great background and learned from an expert?" Jiang Yong twisted his black beard in his hands, shook his head, and thought to himself.
Looking at the field again, the two have been fighting for more than twenty rounds, with no winner or loser, sword moves against sword moves, needle points against wheat awns, fighting in one place.
Zhao Zhengdou came here and figured out some of the ways of Tai Chi swordsmanship. He felt that it was similar to the sword move of Bai Ju Guo Gap, both of which had the meaning of high mountains and flowing water, and were taking the light and agile route. He decided to give up when he saw a good fight, as long as the fight was about the same.
, why not sell face to the Wudang Clan and let Jiang Ming win easily. This will be beneficial to both him and the Wudang Clan.
Thinking of this, he deliberately walked away from his feet and used a flaw in his hand to attract Jiang Ming to be fooled.
Jiang Ming's eyes flashed, and sure enough, he had fallen into the trap, and stabbed the flaw in Zhao Zheng's chest with his sword. Zhao Zheng screamed, took three steps back, and protected his upper body with a flash of sword light in his hand.
After standing firm, Zhao Zheng hurriedly said: "Brother Jiang has superb swordsmanship and superb martial arts. Zhao feels inferior. Let's end this competition."
Jiang Minggang was about to press forward step by step. When he heard that Zhao Zheng had admitted defeat, the sword in his hand stopped steadily. The tip of the sword shook slightly and kept buzzing. Seeing Zhao Zheng's embarrassed look, he felt very proud in his heart.
Among the younger generation, only I am the leader, and the rest are idiots.
"Haha, Shaoxia Zhao is so humble. Your swordsmanship is also quite powerful. I just won by chance." Jiang Ming smiled with pride on his face.
"Where, where, I can fight you for more than twenty rounds. It should be said that I am lucky. If I had competed in the ring, I am afraid I would have lost by now." Zhao Zhengyi cupped his hands.
"Don't worry, if we meet in the ring someday, my men will be merciful and won't hurt you."
"Thank you very much."
Zhao Zheng was polite again, then excused himself from the Wudang sect's leader, Jiang Yong, and went upstairs with Zi Huan.
Halfway there, Zihua said with a playful smile, "Your fall just now was too obvious, even a blind person can see it."
Zhao Zheng was moved by this and asked in a low voice: "Did you see it?"
"Nonsense, this little trick can't be hidden from this girl's discerning eyes."
"It doesn't matter if you see it, as long as others don't see it."
"That hall master is not an ordinary person. I guess he can see it, but those young disciples can't."
"That senior is mature and prudent, but he can see that there is nothing wrong with it."
"You're a pretty good boy. You know how to sell favors to the Wu-Tang Clan to avoid getting into trouble."
"It's not worth getting into trouble for such a small thing." Zhao Zheng said nonchalantly.
While they were talking, the two of them had already arrived upstairs and went back to their houses.
Looking downstairs again, Jiang Ming entered the room with high spirits, looking high-spirited and smiling. He was much happier than before. The other Wudang sect disciples surrounded him like stars holding the moon in the moon's arms, chattering in various ways.
Flattery.
"Senior Brother Jiang's move of 'holding the moon in his arms' just now was really exquisite. The movements were standard and smooth, just like the master's move."
"The trick that determines the outcome, 'White Ape Offering Fruit', is also very powerful. It gives the right benefits and breaks through Zhao Zheng's flaw in one fell swoop."
"Then Zhao Zheng can last more than twenty rounds under Senior Brother Jiang, which is impressive enough."
They talked about everything. They all looked very happy. Only Jiang Yong showed displeasure and his face was heavy.
When he arrived at the house, Jiang Yong called his son with a smile on his face and said seriously: "Come here, my father has something to tell you, you must keep it in mind."
"If you have any lessons, please tell me, father," Jiang Ming said.
"If you meet Zhao Zheng in the ring in the future, remember not to be careless. That kid is no ordinary person. Even I can't recognize the swordsmanship he uses."
"The swordsmanship he used is indeed very strange. I didn't recognize it, but it's nothing terrible. His swordsmanship is nothing more than that. It's just a middle-grade swordsmanship at most. It's no match for our Wudang Sect's Tai Chi swordsmanship.
When I competed with him just now, I only used 70% of my strength, and I easily defeated him. It's not like you haven't seen how embarrassingly he lost."
Jiang Yong frowned and thought to himself: "Silly boy, you know how to hold back. Don't others know how to hold back? You only used 70% of your strength, and they may have only used 50% of their strength! You look down on others like this.
, you will suffer a big loss in the future. However, I can't tell you this, otherwise according to your temperament, you will definitely fight with that Zhao Zheng again, and then you will have to make a big fuss. Alas, I will fight with you
There’s really no other way.”
Jiang Ming saw that his father was just staring at him, his face uncertain, and he didn't say anything. He just felt very bored and saluted: "Father, if you have nothing else to do, I will leave first, so as not to disturb your rest."
.”
"Wait a minute, don't leave in a hurry. What I just said was not casual. You must promise me to keep it in mind." Jiang Yong warned sternly.
"Okay. Since my father takes Zhao Zhengzheng seriously, I will also take him seriously and will not underestimate him. If I meet him in the ring in the future, I will definitely fight with all my strength." Jiang Ming had no choice but to
I agreed, but I didn’t take my father’s words seriously.
"That's good." Jiang Yong's face softened slightly and he waved, "Okay, you can go down."
"Yes, kid, please leave." Jiang Ming bowed and left the room.
Jiang Yong shook his head secretly, feeling very dissatisfied with his son, but he had no other choice.
Because of his outstanding talent, Jiang Ming made rapid progress and was favored by his elders in the Wudang sect. Over time, he developed a bad habit. He was often arrogant and arrogant. Such a character would suffer a lot sooner or later.
.Jiang Yong taught Jiang Ming a lesson for this, but he was still unable to change Jiang Ming's problems.
"Silly boy, it seems you won't understand until you suffer a big loss." Jiang Yong shook his head and murmured in a low voice.
…
Early the next morning, when the sky was slightly bright, everyone from the Wudang Sect knocked on Zhao Zheng's door and said goodbye to Zhao Zheng, claiming that something important was going on and they had to hurry up and leave.
Zhao Zheng respected the Wudang Clan, and Jiang Yong was an elder and did not dare to lose his etiquette. Together with Zihua, he sent the Wudang Clan to the door of the inn and watched the group disappear on the road.
When noon was approaching, Zhao Zheng and Zihua were about to set off. They each rode a horse and rode away at a leisurely pace.
"If I remember correctly, your next stop should be the home of the famous machine master Kaleidoscope and Tong Wanhua." Zi Yanyu held the reins in her hands, her plump breasts swayed with the ups and downs of the horses, and she started lightly.
Zhu Chun said casually.
"That's right, our next stop is Senior Tong's home." Zhao Zheng said briskly.
"What are you going to do with him? Are you going to buy a hidden weapon from him?"
"You're half right. I not only want to buy a concealed weapon, but I also plan to build a concealed weapon." Zhao Zheng had an image of nine consecutive arrows in his mind. He had wanted to build this thing a long time ago.
It's a pity that I didn't meet a good craftsman. Now I'm fine. I can reach Tong Wanhua's home in a few days' walk. This skilled craftsman has uncanny skills and can definitely restore the nine consecutive arrows of the mother and son.
come out.
Once he has the Zimu Nine Arrows, he will be able to use hidden weapons to hurt people in the future, and he will have another powerful method to deal with the enemy.
"You said it lightly. Don't blame me for not reminding you. It's not that easy to find Tong Wanhua to build a hidden weapon. This old man is famous for his perverse temperament. He is devoted to studying the mechanical skills left over from the time when a hundred schools of thought contended, and rarely has contact with outsiders.
We won’t easily build institutions for people either.
Hidden weapons. Many famous people came to buy hidden weapons, but they were all rejected by him. If you, a little-known young boy, come to him, he will not pay attention to you, and he will not even let you in.
His 'Gongshu Village'." Zihua curled her lips and poured cold water on her.
"Since I have a request from him, I will naturally do my homework and find out about him in advance. In fact, I know everything you said, but it doesn't matter. I have a way to make him agree to help me." Zhao Zheng
Said confidently.
"What can I do?"
"The mountain people have their own clever ideas, and it's not enough to get lost in the pursuit of wealth." Zhao Zheng smiled, pretending to be mysterious.
"Bah, you have a clever plan. Let's see if you can still laugh after being rejected." Zihua curled her lips again, not quite believing what Zhao Zheng said.
