"Ten moves? Are you insulting me?" Chen Hu was furious, and his handsome face seemed to be covered with ice. Although he knew that Di Cheng was very strong, saying that he could defeat him in ten moves was nothing short of wishful thinking, not to mention that in
His left shoulder was severely injured in the previous battle and he will not be able to fight again for a short time!
"I will only take ten moves from you. If you can touch my body, you win. If you can't, I win. The conditions are very simple. Do you accept it or not?" Di Cheng repeated again.
"Since you are bent on defeat, I won't be polite. Be careful, swords and guns don't have eyesight. I can't perform, I can only fight. If I accidentally cut off a piece of your body, don't blame me."
Chen Hu's breath locked onto Di Cheng, and he slowly raised the knife in one hand.
"Ten moves?" Everyone around had different expressions. Some laughed at Di Cheng's arrogance, while others were worried about his safety. Chen Xiangjun felt that Di Cheng was too arrogant, but at the same time he lamented that the other person knew how to do things. If he wanted to use one arm,
It was impossible to resist Chen Hu's ten chops. Di Cheng made the agreement like this, maybe because he wanted to betray himself and deliberately failed in order to give Shu Xuan to Chen Hu.
"Are you ready?" Chen Hu's momentum increased, and his thick arms stretched out like roots, giving him a strong sense of visual power.
"Come on, remember, it's ten moves." Di Cheng swung his right arm and slowly raised the Tang Dao in his hand.
"Nonsense, five moves are enough!" Chen Hu snorted coldly, stepped forward, and was ten steps away in the blink of an eye.
Bang! The left foot suddenly stomped the ground, the body stopped, and with the help of the fierce forward momentum, it spun on the spot. The steel knife in the hand roared and slashed with unparalleled momentum. The terrifying momentum was even better than that of a giant axe! The power of a thousand catties was undoubtedly revealed.
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Di Cheng held the sword in one hand and swung it to meet the attack. At the same time, he retreated and paddled. At the moment when his two fronts were brazenly meeting the attack, he quickly retracted it to relieve the force!
Qiang! Everyone saw the terrifying giant knife slashing heavily on Di Cheng's "petite" Tang sword. Sparks spattered violently, and Di Cheng's body staggered sideways while trembling until he was ten steps away.
"good"
"Brother Tiger is mighty!!" Everyone in the Broadsword Club burst into cheers and applauded vigorously.
"The strength is good, but it lacks some heat." Di Cheng moved his numb right hand and raised the knife again.
"Really? I'll show you what heat means!" Although he seemed to feel something was wrong, Di Chengfeng's calm look made Chen Hu very unhappy, and he rushed forward with knives in both hands.
Amidst the piercing sound of dragging, sparks flew out, and they quickly rushed in front of Di Cheng. The fierce blade slashed again, holding the handle with both hands, becoming more powerful and faster.
Bang!! Tang Dao collided with it again, and Di Cheng's "weaker" body was violently swept away again.
"Come again, the third move!" roars roared, Chen Hu's fighting spirit was high, the giant steel sword roared and slashed, and three short and rapid sword strikes were directed at Di Cheng's head.
Bang bang bang sparks sputtered, Tang Dao "moaned" under the sword, and Di Cheng "struggled to hold on" in the storm.
Chen Hu's fierce and powerful Thousand Category Slash seemed to ignite the atmosphere at the scene. Everyone in the Dao Club roared with joy, and their hands were almost swollen, cheering and cheering for their idol.
Wei Shuxuan's face was full of worry. Every time the sword was raised or lowered, her delicate body trembled with fright. The deafening sound of the blade was like thunder in her ears, and her heart beat violently.
Wei Mingbo and other Wei family members frowned. Although they were amazed by Chen Hu's power, this was a competition after all. Such a desperate impact seemed to be life-threatening. What if Di Cheng couldn't hold it back?
Three long and two short, how can they explain to their conscience.
Wei Yehua, who hesitated for a moment and couldn't bear it anymore, was about to speak when the fierce battle in the field suddenly became enthusiastic.
After Chen Hu pushed Di Cheng into the corner with two consecutive chops, he suddenly jumped up and with a tiger roar, the giant sword struck Di Cheng in the air.
"The ninth move!"
The sword gleamed through the air, the wind roared, and the turbulent force followed closely like a roaring wave, and a terrifying momentum swept the entire place.
Di Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly, but he still looked "stupid" and raised his sword.
Clang! The blades clashed, and the Tang saber broke with a sound. The huge blade continued to wreak havoc with its surging power, almost slicing down Di Cheng's left shoulder.
Boom!!! The giant knife slashed hard to the ground, and gravel flew into the air. The whole courtyard trembled, and the terrifying sound also caused everyone's bodies to tremble.
"How was it? You lost!" Chen Hu slowly stood up straight, his breathing becoming rapid and heavy due to the continuous consumption.
"The terms are agreed upon if you touch my body. Unfortunately, what I broke was the knife, not my arm." Di Cheng responded lightly, holding the broken knife and returning to the field. "You have one last chance, if not
If you succeed, then from today on, you will no longer be able to pester Shu Xuan."
"A broken knife might block my Thousand-Jin Knife? I advise you to admit defeat as soon as possible, otherwise I will not take any responsibility if I really hurt you later."
Di Cheng responded calmly: "Last chance."
"If you don't eat the toast, you will be fined!" Chen Hu snorted coldly, twisted his steps, turned around and struck, swinging the steel knife and dancing in three circles in a row. At the moment when he was approaching Dicheng, he added more force and slashed suddenly with the roar of the tiger.
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With a flash of light in his eyes, Di Cheng, who had been resisting for a long time, took off for the first time. He let go of the broken knife, jumped up and tumbled in the air, and dodged the blade dance in a dangerous way.
Pointing his toes to the ground, his body leaned forward, his right hand was clasped into a claw, and as fast as lightning, he clasped Chen Hu's knife-holding palm hard, and the tip of the claw was inserted into the flesh, stirring violently.
The severe pain made Chen Hu's arms tremble, and the giant knife left his hand in an instant.
Turning his right hand, Di Cheng took the handle of the knife and exerted force with his right arm. The two hundred kilogram steel knife then danced with a harsh wind and slashed at Chen Hu's neck.
"You are defeated." The steel knife stopped when it was about to cut into the neck, and Di Cheng's indifferent voice drifted quietly, echoing over the entire compound for a long time.
From falling to the ground with a broken knife, to dodging in the air; from deftly landing, to grabbing the knife with one hand, and the final blow with a domineering wheel chop shocked the entire audience.
The suddenness and rapidity of the change were mind-boggling. What originally seemed to be a one-sided situation turned into an astonishing reversal. The smiles of Chen Xiangjun and others and the worries of the Wei family and others all froze on their faces.
The whole place was silent, and a pin drop could be heard. Everyone looked at the slender figure in the field almost blankly, and the dazzling changes put their thinking in a state of temporary confusion.
"You have more than enough strength, but not enough flexibility. You have all the strange strength, but it ends up being wasted." The giant sword drooped, and Di Cheng put the handle of the knife in front of Chen Hu: "Your sword skills are fierce and majestic, and the momentum alone is amazing.
It's a pity that if you encounter someone with nimble body skills and fight against you, you will definitely be hated on the spot if you take ten moves at most."
Slowly recovering from his daze, he looked at his bleeding right hand and then at the knife handle placed in front of him. Chen Hu stared at Di Cheng: "Are you kidding me? Why didn't you attack at the beginning? You want to see
Did I make a fool of myself?”
"An experience that is too flat is never a good thing. Only through continuous hard work can you truly grow. This truth is very simple. The difficulty lies in how you use and cooperate." Di Cheng chuckled softly and lowered his voice: "You don't have to
If you are so hostile to me, I will leave after tonight, let alone compete with you for Shu Xuan. I am not stopping you from pursuing her, I just hope that you can calm down and understand what I said before. When you start to realize
Only when you are weak and start working hard to protect her safety do you have the qualifications to pursue her. Remember one sentence, I only want her to be happy. If you can't do it, please leave voluntarily."
The hostility and coldness on his face slowly dissipated, and Chen Hu looked at Di Cheng quietly. "Who are you?"
"You don't have to worry about who I am. Anyway, my relationship with her is not what you think."
Taking a deep breath, Chen Hu took the sword and said in a deep voice: "I, Chen Hu, am willing to admit defeat. If you win, I will never interfere with her life from today on. But I will not give up, never!"
After saying that, Chen Hu strode out with the steel knife in hand and left the villa regardless of everyone's calls.
"Are you okay?" Ye Wantong and the others quickly came closer. The confrontation just now was extremely fierce. Even if Di Cheng continued to use his skills to unload his strength, he still wouldn't feel very comfortable.
"It's okay, don't worry." Di Cheng moved his numb right arm, but there was no big problem.
"Mr. Di, let's go back to the house. Let's continue drinking. I'm willing to admit defeat. I'll drink the two drinks just now." Chen Xiangjun laughed heartily, his smile and enthusiasm completely hiding his true thoughts.
"No need, it's getting late, I should leave." Di Cheng exhaled softly.
"Go? Where to go? Aren't you going to stay here?" Everyone was slightly stunned.
"Go where I should go." Di Cheng smiled softly, looked at Shu Xuan, hesitated slightly, and said: "Shu Xuan, can I have a chat with you alone?"
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