The one hundred and seventy-eighth round of winning streak (Part 2)
Zhao Zheng turned to look and saw that the newcomer was a middle-aged man with long hair. This man was already older. His black hair was mixed with a few strands of white hair. He was of medium build and was wearing a short skirt.
He had a pair of soybean eyes, a rosacea nose, and a face full of evil smiles. He recognized this person. He was the leader of the Five Villages on the mountain who was trying to find opportunities. Tang Ming, if he remembered correctly, should also be at the sixth level of heaven.
"Little brother, what do you think about me accompanying you this time?" Tang Ming asked with a giggle.
The strength of the several village leaders varies. The village leaders from the fifth to sixth heavens are easier to deal with. For example, Zhao Zheng cannot defeat those village owners with cultivation levels above the seventh heaven. Now another sixth-level warrior has jumped up.
The village leader of Chongtian couldn't be better for Zhao Zheng. He promised outright: "I welcome anyone who comes, please come and recruit me."
"Since you welcome me, that's fine, but before we fight, I want to discuss something with you."
"Master Tang Ming just said it's okay." Zhao Zheng frowned slightly, vaguely feeling that Tang Ming was up to something.
"You are here to ask for our copycat's precious black ironwood. The master of the village is generous and promises you a hundred pounds of black ironwood for every win. But I think this matter is somewhat inappropriate. No matter how you think about it,
, our village has suffered too much. If you win, you can take the black iron wood and leave, but if you lose, you won’t lose anything. This is somewhat unjustifiable?" Tang Ming squinted slightly, his eyes like needles.
"What do you mean?"
"In my opinion, you should also get some lottery prizes. This is fair and reasonable. If you win, the black iron wood will be yours. If you lose, you have to leave something on the mountain."
"What Tang Village Master said is not unfair, so tell me, what kind of prize do you want me to give you? Is it money, martial arts, or treasures?"
Tang Ming smiled, turned his eyes in a circle, and landed on the Zichu Sword held by Zhao Zheng. He got straight to the point: "The Sword Casting Villa held a competition to invite heroes from all over the world to make Zichu Sword famous. Everyone wants to
So, I have always been a greedy person, and naturally I am no exception. I don’t want anything else on you, I just want the Zi Chu Sword in your hand! If you lose, give the Zi Chu Sword to you.
I'm done. Of course, I will never force you. If you don't have the courage and are afraid of me, Mr. Tang, don't agree to this. However, don't expect to get the black ironwood on this mountain."
Tang Ming's words have forced Zhao Zheng into a desperate situation. If Zhao Zheng does not agree, he is afraid that Tang Ming will be embarrassed in public. Although this method of provoking a general is simple, it is more effective than anything else, especially if
In front of the public, a person takes a breath and a Buddha is a stick of incense. Most warriors regard their face as more important than their lives and will never tolerate any loss.
Zhao Zheng weighed the Zichu Sword in his hand, and also weighed his own strength and the opponent's strength. He felt that he still had a great chance of winning, so he nodded and agreed: "Okay, as you just said, this competition
Take the Zichu Sword as the prize. If I win, the black iron wood will be mine; if I lose, the Zichu Sword will be yours!"
"Okay! Enjoy it!" Tang Ming's eyes shone brightly and he gave a thumbs up to Zhao Zheng, "You have courage, you are the number one person. Regardless of whether you win or lose today, just because of your courage and heroism, I will give you a thumbs up."
Tang someone admires you!"
"Besides what you just said, do you have anything else to say?"
"No more, we can start the fight now. Young hero, open your eyes and watch carefully. This is Tang's weapon!" Tang Ming swayed and took out eight long black needles from nowhere and tightened them tightly.
It was clasped in the gap between his fingers. His long needle is a strange weapon among the twenty-four and five elements. It can be used to stab, scratch, and at special moments, it can also be used as a hidden weapon. The attack range of this special weapon
It can be long or short, has a few more variations than other weapons, and is also more difficult to practice.
Moreover, his eight long needles are not ordinary long needles. They are made of a special mineral. They are as black as ink and do not emit light when they are waved. They are difficult to catch and look like ghosts, so they are named ghosts.
Needle.
Zhao Zheng used long strikes and short strikes, and showed a move called Immortal Guidance. He pointed at his opponent with his hand, put the Zichu Sword behind his back, and bent forward slightly, ready for the move.
The reason why Tang Ming took the risk and jumped up to challenge today was to win the Zichu Sword. His nickname is to use every opportunity to find a chance. When he saw this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, of course he had to take advantage of it. He cheered up and swam forward to attack.
, used the move "Storm and Storm" and stabbed forward with both hands continuously. With each stab, he used the ghost needle to thrust out four sharp strands of energy. In the blink of an eye, he thrust out hundreds of strands of energy towards Zhao Zheng. These
The energy gathered together is like raindrops, attacking a huge area.
Zhao Zheng drew his first sword, read the pass, sealed the door, and used the sword energy to shatter the raindrops of strength. Then he stabbed out with his sword and seized the opportunity to launch a counterattack. The fortune of this battle was too great.
There was no room for error, so he used the powerful killing move he learned from the red-faced white ape. This move was called "Dragon Soaring and Tiger Leaping", which was extremely powerful. Compared with the Overlord Changshou, it was even worse.
!
The killing move of Dragon Soaring Tiger Leap has two main actions. Zhao Zheng stabs the sword to the ground, uses the sword energy to smash the masonry on the ground, and then lifts it up high and uses the sword energy to wrap it up. The broken stones rotate with the sword energy,
Forming a storm, like a gray dragon, this is the first movement in the dragon's leap.
The sword energy mixed with gravel rushed towards Tang Ming fiercely. The ghost needle in his hand was too light to be used for defense, so he had to pull away and jump to the side to avoid this powerful blow.
Zhao Zheng then used the second move of the dragon and tiger leap, jumping high in the direction of Tang Ming, and then quickly pounced down, just like a tiger descending a mountain. During the pounce, he waved a sword up and down,
The two sword energies bite each other, imitating a tiger's bite, then swing the sword six times diagonally, imitating a tiger's scratching, and finally make a sweeping kick, imitating a tiger's tail sweep.
This whole set of offensive moves is so fast and fierce that it is difficult to resist.
Tang Ming changed color slightly, dodged from left to right, jumped forward and then jumped, dodging the swords in front of him, but he failed to dodge the last kick and was kicked in the back. There was a muffled sound.
, he staggered forward a few steps and barely managed to stand still, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.
Zhao Zheng succeeded with one move, gaining a small advantage and immediately gained the upper hand. He tapped his feet lightly and rushed towards Tang Ming's back. He stabbed when he was distracted.
Tang Ming realized that the evil wind behind him was not good and the secret path was not good. He turned around and took out two ghost needles. One hit Zhao Zheng's forehead and the other hit his lower abdomen, attacking the place where Zhao Zheng must be saved. His ability in using hidden weapons is
He has a very good brush, and at such a close distance, he can definitely hit the target with perfect accuracy.
As soon as Zhao Zheng saw Tang Ming turn around, he became more careful and slowed down slightly. When two ghost needles flew towards him, he quickly swung his sword to block them, knocking one needle away, and then raised the back of his sword.
He blocked the second needle with the back of his sword.
Tang Ming used flying needles to force Zhao Zheng and got a chance to breathe. He turned around and used the remaining six ghost needles to fight Zhao Zheng fiercely. The two of them fought together, killing each other until the sky was dark and the earth was dark. Zhao Zheng's sword moves were surprisingly ferocious.
, Jin Yuan Sword Qi is also far sharper than ordinary sword Qi, plus he has a magic weapon such as Zichu Sword in his hand, so it is generally better than Tang Ming. After fighting for several rounds, Tang Ming revealed
Defeated, he could only parry, but had no power to fight back. Tang Ming had no choice but to give up the attack completely, dodge with all his strength, and wait for an opportunity to launch the ghost needle in his hand.
When the fight reached the fifteenth round, Tang Ming finally caught a good opportunity and shot out a ghost needle, heading straight for Zhao Zhengzheng's door.
Zhao Zheng almost got hit, but he managed to get out of the way with Luo Yan's exquisite footwork. He felt slightly angry and thought to himself: "Do you think you are the only one with a hidden weapon? Since you want to play with hidden weapons with me,
I will play with you to the end to see which one is better at you with hidden weapons, or mine!"
Thinking of this, Zhao Zheng changed his strategy, slowed down his offensive, and waited for opportunities. The two of them split up for three more rounds. He suddenly shouted loudly and used sword moves to attack Tang Ming's upper three lanes, dizzying him.
Then it was damaged under the sole of the foot, and the heel suddenly exerted force, touching the mechanism of the needle in the boot, and a small green poisonous needle came out. This poisonous needle will not kill people, but it can paralyze people, which is very suitable for
Used in this situation.
Tang Ming's attention was all on Zhao Zheng's sword moves, and he didn't pay attention to the attack below. He was hit by the needle in his boot and stabbed in the thigh. He secretly screamed, jumped back and swept away.
I took a look at the thigh that was hit and found that there was a slender needle stuck in it.
Zhao Zheng added insult to injury, raised his sword and attacked, pursuing and hitting Tang Ming on the side where the needle had hit him.
Tang Ming was forced to have no time to think about anything, so he could only let the green needle be inserted into his leg. He fought and retreated, and found that the leg where the needle had been injected was getting more and more numb, showing signs of poisoning. He took a breath of air,
His face suddenly changed.
Zhao Zheng had always been able to hold down Tang Ming, but now that Tang Ming was poisoned again, this advantage became even more obvious. He took advantage of the situation and attacked three times, finally defeating Tang Ming and placing the Zichu Sword across the opponent's neck.
"Zhao Zheng! It doesn't matter if you hit me with a concealed weapon, because I was the one who used the concealed weapon first, but if you hit me with a poisoned concealed weapon, is this too unjust?" Tang Ming said angrily.
"Don't worry, the poisonous needle I used has very little toxicity. It doesn't even need an antidote. The toxicity will disappear on its own after a while." Zhao Zheng slowly withdrew the sword in his hand.
"No matter how small the poison is, it's still poison. No matter what you say, it can't change the fact that you used poisonous needles."
"If the leader of Tang Village is worried about this, I don't mind trying it again." Zhao Zheng said proudly.
"This, this..." Tang Ming knew that he was no match for Zhao Zheng, so he hesitated for a few words. Finally, he flicked his sleeves, pulled out the poisonous needle, threw it on the ground, and gave up, "Forget it, I don't care.
Fight those who use poisonous needles."
Zhao Zheng was more or less depressed when things got to this point. He really didn't want others to get the handle. If he had known this, he wouldn't have needed to win people over. He shook his head with a wry smile and leaned over.
He picked up the little green needle that fell on the ground and temporarily stored it in the treasure bag hanging at his waist.
Tang Ming had a sullen face and limped back to his team in defeat, looking very unhappy.
"Tang Ming, if you lose, you lose. Don't make any excuses. You are quite an older person and it would be a joke to argue with a junior." Xiao Tengfei lectured.
Tang Ming remained silent and did not respond.
Xiao Tengfei ignored this issue and looked around, urging the next person to jump over to fight Zhao Zheng. He intentionally or unintentionally looked at the Second Village Master and the Third Village Master. Both of them were warriors above the seventh heaven. Once they were finished,
If so, Zhao Zheng will undoubtedly lose. Now Zhao Zheng has won three games in a row. According to the agreement, he has obtained a full 400 kilograms of black iron wood, which is a bit too much. And if the copycat loses again, it will be too embarrassing.
The leader of the second village and the leader of the third village saw Xiao Tengfei's intentions and intended to defeat Zhao Zheng, but they were a little hesitant. Their realm was too high. If they failed, even if they defeated Zhao Zheng, it would not be a glorious thing.
Zhao Zheng observed the words and saw the fishiness in it, and his heart suddenly became anxious. If the leader of the second village or the third village failed, he had no chance of winning. If he failed here, he could only get four hundred kilograms of black iron wood.
It was not enough for practicing. He thought for a moment, thought about it, and said loudly: "Master of the Dazhai, I have heard about the reputation of the Master of the Fourth Village's 'Whip Tongue Kung Fu' for a long time. I have admired this unique martial art for a long time. I wonder if I can let him do it."
He came over to give me some advice?"
The leader of the Fourth Village is named Jia Weiming, and he is nicknamed Long Tongue Ghost. He has practiced a special martial art called "Whip Tongue Kung Fu". He is a sixth-level heavenly martial artist, more powerful than the Leaders of the Fifth and Sixth Villages, and better than the previous ones.
The leader is a little worse, not above or below this level. Once this person is called off, the leader of the second village and the leader of the third village cannot be dismissed. This is what Zhao Zheng had in mind.
In a martial arts competition, it would be very embarrassing if someone called out your name and did not end up. Not to mention that the strength is evenly matched, even if the strength is greatly different, you have to sacrifice your life to accompany the gentleman.
As soon as Jia Weiming heard that Zhao Zheng was about to spar with him, he immediately stepped out from the crowd, clasped his fists at the leader of the village and said: "Brother, since Young Master Zhao is so interested, I will go down and accompany him. You wait here.
I’ll come as soon as I go.”
Xiao Tengfei was somewhat uneasy, feeling that the leader of the fourth village under him might not be able to defeat Zhao Zheng, but now that the matter had come to this, there was nothing he could do to stop him. He could only nod his head and said: "Okay. Brother, I am here to watch for you.
The enemy's plundering formation, you go down and accompany Zhao Shaoxia for two walks."
Jia Weiming stepped forward, taking off the weapon he was using as he walked, and holding it in his hand. The weapon was a pair of familiar copper maces, which were as heavy weapons as the golden hammer, but lighter.
, the total weight is 120 kilograms. There are two kinds of kung fu he practices, one is the whip tongue technique, and the other is the mace technique. The two martial arts are soft and hard, one is light and the other is heavy, one is long and one is short.
They are not complementary enough, but when combined, they can exert endless magical effects and are extremely powerful. Moreover, his martial arts foundation is much stronger than the previous ones. Although they are both at the sixth level of heaven, there are differences. He has already reached the sixth level of heaven.
The peak is about to hit the seventh heaven realm.
Zhao Zheng knew that this was a tough battle, so he took a deep breath and looked at the person coming.
I saw Jia Weiming stepping forward, wearing green hanging soap on his body, a large belt around his waist, a duck tail scarf on his head, small pom-poms on his temples, squat crotch rolling pants underneath, and fast boots that grip the ground tiger.
Holding two maces in his hands, he looks short and lean. Looking at his face, he has a wrinkled face, a small nose, a big mouth, and a little black stubble on his chin. His mouth is very special, bigger than ordinary people.
There are a lot of them, and the cheeks are bulging, as if there is something big in the mouth.
Jia Weiming stood still, holding a cooked copper mace with both hands behind his back, clasping his fists and saying: "Young Master Zhao, since you have called me up, I will tell you a few words. I hope that this competition will be the same as the one just now, and it will be the same as the one just now."
The Zichu Sword is used as the prize. In addition, during the martial arts competition, you and I will not use hidden weapons or other tricks. The competition will be about real martial arts. I promise that I will only use this long tongue and this pair of maces to fight.
As for you fighting with your sword, fists and feet, what do you think?"
Zhao Zheng also had no room to refute, so he had no choice but to agree: "Okay, I'll do it as you say. Use the Zichu Sword as the prize, and you are not allowed to use hidden weapons during the competition."
"Young Master Zhao is so quick and quick to talk. It's really admirable. In that case, you go ahead and invite me. Jia's two maces are waiting for you here." Jia Weiming shook his body, opened his posture, raised one of the cooked copper maces, and pulled the other one.
The cooked copper mace was lying in front of him.
Zhao Zheng fought several battles in a row. At this time, his internal energy had been almost exhausted. At most, he still had 30% of his internal energy left. This battle could only be fought quickly and could not be delayed. He raised his sword and took the initiative to attack, using Qinggong Luo Yanbu.
, he displayed the extremely fast Pegasus sword technique, and used the fast and ruthless move of White Horse Crossing the Gap with his first sword strike.
The famous general Jia Wei danced his maces tightly, protecting his whole body, his eyes were like lightning, staring at Zhao Zheng, his mouth tightly closed, waiting for the opportunity to use the whip tongue skill. His movements were extremely fast, and each move was one move after another.
He was so full of internal energy that he was protected by a ball of white light.
Zhao Zheng rushed left and right, but he couldn't find a gap to strike. Bai Ju's move to get through the gap was too old, so he had to change to another move and used the remaining moves in Pegasus Sword Technique one after another.
Both of them fought very steadily, and within ten rounds, no one showed any flaws.
When the fight reached the eleventh round, Zhao Zheng used the move Tianma Xingkong, touching the ground with his feet, leaping high, and at the same time fiercely hit the sword, and swung out two sword auras that looked like flying wings.
Jia Weiming avoided its sharp edge, dodged sideways, and then rolled on the ground. After he stabilized his body, he raised his eyes and stared at Zhao Zheng, who was about to land, opened his bulging mouth, and put out a line that was ready to go.
His tongue stuck out. His tongue was just like a frog's tongue. It was many times longer than an ordinary human tongue. It was four feet long. There were many thick tongue coatings on the tip of the tongue. This weird long tongue
He developed it by practicing martial arts. After more than ten years of hard work, he can use it as a soft whip after using it. He has a very good skill.
Zhao Zheng caught a glimpse of the long tongue coming from the corner of his eye. He wanted to cut it off with his sword, but he felt that something was wrong, so he didn't do it cruelly, but turned over and hid aside. In fact, he was really thinking too much.
Jia Weiming's tongue hinted at various changes and moves. Even if he wanted to cut it off with his sword, it would be difficult for him to get the chance.
Jia Weiming's tongue missed in one blow, and he immediately took two quick steps forward, swung his still powerful tongue down hard, and launched a pursuit towards Zhao Zheng.
As soon as Zhao Zheng's feet landed, the long tongue above his head fell down. He couldn't dodge, so he could only block it with his sword, hoping to use the edge of the sword to drive the long tongue back. Who would have thought that the long tongue was so dexterous that it changed its trajectory as it fell?
, not only avoided the edge of Zichu Sword, but also hit him in the throat in a roundabout way. This long tongue is very powerful, and the wind is blowing on the tip of the tongue, with strong energy. If it is hit hard, the throat will be broken. The body
As a warrior, you must not only learn to hit people, but also learn to be beaten. Zhao Zheng straightened his body with force, which increased his height by two inches. The tip of his tongue covered with tongue coating failed to hit his throat, but hit him hard.
On the chest.
"Crack!"
Hearing a crisp sound, Zhao Zheng was hit by this blow and staggered back a few steps. The blood in his chest surged and his throat felt salty. He quickly used his internal energy to calm down the rising blood pressure, then with a feint, he jumped out
Outside the circle, he distanced himself from Jia Weiming.
Jia Weiming succeeded with one move, his eyes widened, he retracted his long tongue with a puff, shook his maces and started to pursue.
The blow Zhao Zheng received just now was not a light one, and his bones were almost broken. This injury had a more or less impact on him, and his strength was compromised. Jia Weiming completely turned from defense to offense, using both hands
The mace danced like a storm, gradually gaining the upper hand. Zhao Zheng was wary of Jia Weiming's long tongue while fighting, and did not dare to be careless at all.
The two fought for more than ten rounds. Jia Weiming seized the opportunity and used the Whip Tongue Skill. He stretched out his tongue to curl Zhao Zheng's calf. Zhao Zheng managed to avoid it. Jia Weiming changed his move midway and used the long tongue.
He swung upward and slapped Zhao Zheng's calf.
Zhao Zheng's leg had been hit by the strong wind of the powerful pair of hammers before, and now it was hit again, making it worse.
When the onlookers saw how the battle turned out, they all had different reactions. The people in Heifeng Langya Mountain all hoped that Jia Weiming could win so that he could win back Zi Chujian, while Jian Nu and others hoped that Zhao Zheng could win and avoid
This happens.
The one who was more anxious than the people around him was Zi Chu Jian, who shouted in Zhao Zheng's heart: "No, you seem to be losing, how can this be possible! Use me to sharpen the weapon in that guy's hand quickly.
Let me help you cut off his weapon, so that you can turn defeat into victory."
Zhao Zheng originally didn't want to rely on the strength of his weapon to win, but the situation was not good now. He was fighting really hard and couldn't care anymore. He gritted his teeth and changed his strategy, no longer avoiding the pair of heavy weapons with every move.
The ghost's face was familiar with the weapon, and he deliberately waved his sword to greet him.
When heavy weapons collide with light weapons, it is the light weapons that often suffer. But if the light weapon is a magic weapon, the situation is completely different. The sharpness of the Zichu sword is enough to destroy the wrought copper that is only a medium-grade weapon.
Cut it off!
Jia Weiming saw Zhao Zheng's thoughts and did not let Zhao Zheng get what he wanted. He restrained his moves, stopped making big moves, and tried his best to avoid the sharp-edged Zi Chujian.
Zhao Zheng relied on the power of Zichu Sword to turn the tide of the battle, forcing Jia Weiming to retreat step by step. When the fight reached the thirtieth move, he made a dangerous move, let go of his hand, and pointed Zichu Sword towards
Jia Weiming threw it out.
Jia Weiming quickly lowered his head to dodge, and Zichu Sword flew over his head in a circle. He straightened up and turned to see Zichujian's castration. Zichujian circled in mid-air, and then came back to kill him.
He went straight to the cooked copper mace in Jia Weiming's hand. Jia Weiming couldn't dodge, and the cooked copper mace in his right hand was cut into two pieces by Chu Jian!
"Ah!" Jia Weiming was shocked and jumped to the side holding his mace.
Zhao Zheng stepped forward, reached out and grabbed the spinning Zichu Sword in his hand, held the sword and started to pursue.
Jia Weiming was worthy of being an old man. He quickly regained his composure and threw the remaining half of the cooked copper mace in his right hand towards Zhao Zheng, using the "let go mace" move.
Zhao Zheng did not dodge, he shook his sword at the flying half-copper mace, and cut it into several pieces.
The cut of the wrought copper mace was as smooth as a mirror. Looking at the edge of Zichu's sword, it was unscathed and as sharp as ever.
Jia Weiming is accustomed to using double maces. Without a cooked copper mace in his hand, not only is he very unaccustomed to it, but he can no longer use all the double maces, and his strength has plummeted.
Zhao Zheng raised his sword to attack, and immediately gained the upper hand, forcing Jia Weiming to be unable to parry. Without a cooked copper mace, Jia Weiming's defense was not as tight as before, and every move was full of loopholes. Zhao Zheng caught
Taking an opportunity, he attacked the loophole in Jia Weiming's moves, tapped Jia Weiming on the shoulder with the back of his sword, then drew back his sword and jumped out of the circle.
The sword strike just now had decided the outcome and determined the outcome.
"Master Jia Zhai's Whip Tongue Skill is really amazing. It's really eye-opening for me today. I made a mistake just now and cut off your weapon. I hope you can bear with me and don't argue with me." Zhao Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and handed over his hand.
Apologize.
"Haha, Zi Chujian is indeed a magic weapon. I am convinced of my defeat." Jia Wei smiled and gave a thumbs up to Zi Chujian. His words were sarcastic, but he was actually mocking Zhao Zheng.
Relying on the strength of the weapon to win. He glanced at Zhao Zheng angrily, returned to his defeated team with his only remaining copper mace, and apologized to the leader of the village.
Xiao Tengfei did not expect that even the leader of the fourth village was no match for Zhao Zheng. While he was surprised, he also felt a little sorry for the five hundred kilograms of black iron wood.
Zhao Zheng has won four games in a row, which is enough to see. If the competition continues, the next game will attract masters like the second village master and the third village master. Although the five hundred kilograms of black iron wood is a little short, it is a bit stretched, but
At the moment, he could only accept it as soon as it was ready. He walked up to Xiao Tengfei with his sword in hand, panted heavily, cupped his fists and said: "Master of the village, five hundred kilograms of black iron wood is enough for me.
Moreover, I have fought several times in a row, and my physical strength has been greatly exhausted, and I can no longer fight. I think this competition is better than this, and I hope the leader of the village will allow it."
Xiao Tengfei couldn't use force to overwhelm others, so he had to agree: "Okay. Since Young Master Zhao is tired, today's competition is over. You just fought four people in a row, and the strength you showed is obvious to all. You are indeed the one who can win the Zichu Sword."
.It's a pity that you have no intention of joining Green Forest, otherwise, I would have to drag you to the mountain to join my gang. With your strength, you can be a partial deputy leader of my village."!.
