Chapter 16 A shocking blow from the spear and sword
Zhou Chuchong Zhikarizhen clasped his fists in the distance, jumped towards the river, and kicked his feet rapidly on the water, splashing a series of messy waves.
A strange look flashed in Xie Xuan's eyes. This set of Treading Steps is a crude martial arts technique. Although it is practical, the movements are not elegant and airy enough, so the rich and nobles have abandoned them. If it were Zhou Chu in the past, he would not be able to do this even if he was beaten to death.
Ugly footwork.
There was a "crash", and there were drops of water hanging on Zhou Chu's calves. He jumped to the opposite side of Zhikarizhen, dripping wet. His robe was torn in many places and was covered with specks of mud and blood. The blood on his forehead was not dry yet, reaching as deep as his eyebrow bone.
The wounds faintly revealed tiger paw prints.
Zhikarizhen calmly glanced at the corpse at his feet: "Brother Zhou, what do you mean?"
Zhou Chu looked directly at Zhikarizhen with bright eyes, and after a moment, he said in a deep voice: "That day, I stayed in Yangliu for a while and witnessed the power of Brother Yuan's sword with my own eyes. Then I suddenly realized that the world is so big and I am just a frog in the well.
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He raised his thick eyebrows in a self-deprecating manner: "An old saying goes, 'Hearing the Tao in the morning will lead to death in the evening.' Today's situation is no longer the same as yesterday's situation. In the past, I acted like a man, and what I did was too unbearable. Now I think about it every time.
, I feel ashamed in my heart. Brother Yuan, I formally apologize to you for the Yangliu Ju incident." He spoke sincerely, bowed deeply to Zhi Karuzhen, and leaned down.
Zhi Shou couldn't help being shocked, and hurriedly returned the courtesy, and helped Zhou Chu up: "Brother Zhou said something serious. Everyone was just joking at that time, why is it like this?"
"That's not a joke. I'm arrogant and bully others." Zhou Chu said sternly, his shoulders shook, and the red tassel spear shot out, "Puff", it pierced the chest of the tiger spirit, and suddenly picked out the bloody liver, gallbladder,
Wear it on the gun head.
The tiger liver is red in color, as bright as agate, and the tiger gallbladder is green in color, as moist as emerald. The liver and gallbladder are steaming hot, and there is no fishy smell at all. Instead, they exude the fragrance of mushrooms, which is obviously the essence of the tiger essence. "This tiger spirit was disturbing the people in the northern suburbs and was just killed by me. Let's take this bravery as Zhou's apology." Director Zhou shook his spear and handed it to Zhi Kaizhen, "Brother Yuan, you must eat it while it's hot.
It has a miraculous nourishing effect."
The more people listened, the more surprised they became. Zhou Chu obviously came to challenge, but instead he turned into an apology and a gift. He had always been young and arrogant, but now he seemed to have changed, which was quite unbelievable.
Zhikarizhen was dubious when he heard this. He had a deep temper and never believed in the good intentions of others. Then he changed his mind and took out the liver and gallbladder from the tip of the spear. He tore each into two juicy pieces with his hands and threw half of them to Zhou Chu.
Smiling slightly: "Brother Zhou is so kind, so I won't refuse. How about you and I share the food together?" He grabbed half a piece of liver and gallbladder and put it into his mouth as he gestured. He secretly paid attention to his surroundings with the corner of his eye.
"Yuan An, you are a cheerful person!" Zhou Chu happily took the liver and gallbladder and devoured it, biting it until blood overflowed and there was a crunching sound.
Zhikarizhen then tried to take a small bite, and his liver and gallbladder entered his abdomen, and immediately turned into a stream of heat, traveling through his lungs. Zhikarizhen felt that his body was full of energy, and his blood was surging, which not only made up for the energy consumed in the previous competition.
His physical strength has also improved greatly. With a thought in his heart, he immediately understood Zhou Chu's intention.
He wants a fair fight with himself.
"These two people have a heroic and heroic ancient style of cherishing each other." Yi Mo couldn't help sighing when he saw the two of them sharing the tiger essence, liver and gallbladder.
Gao Qingyue chuckled: "Maybe Zhou Chu is like this, but that may not be the case for the young Marquis." With his eyesight at the peak of Lianxu Hedao, he could sense the Qi in his body from Yuan An's superficial behavior.
The subtle stagnation of blood reveals the young man's hesitant thoughts.
On the slightly turbulent river, dots of golden light scattered. Zhou Chu retreated calmly, distanced himself from Zhikarizhen, and slowly straightened his spear.
"Ever since we left Yangliu Juyi, I abandoned my sword and used a gun, specialized in martial arts, went deep into my family's secret realm for trials, fought hundreds of bloody battles, and finally gained a little bit." Zhou Chu's expression became solemn, and he fired the red tassel spear, turning into a spindle shape.
There is an uncertain cold light on the tip of the snow-patterned spear.
Zhikarizhen raised his sword and pointed it around, silently adjusting his breathing, and the essence, energy, and spirit in his body slowly reached the peak: "I will draw the sword with all my strength to show my respect for Brother Zhou."
"Me too." Zhou Chu bowed, lowered his waist, and the red tassel spear was slightly tucked under his ribs, ready to go.
The sun was setting in the west, the water was sparkling, and the two figures facing each other were bathed in the golden sunset, as if they were also glowing.
Zhou Chu's wrist shook slightly, and the spear began to "buzz" and vibrate. The gun body continued to tremble like waves on the water, and the tip of the gun splashed out dots of cold light, intertwining into a shining halo.
Silently, Jikaruma's long sword rotated repeatedly, constantly changing the force and angle, like a wisp of light smoke floating in the wind, confusing. The wisp of smoke became lighter and fainter, and the sword's light seemed to be caught by the sword's body.
Devouring it bit by bit, it becomes dim.
The blade of the spear became brighter and brighter, and the tip of the spear trembled more and more, spewing out thousands of points of cold light one after another, as if blooming into a dazzling star shower. The light of the long sword became increasingly blurred, as if it were coming.
Disappear in the melting sunset.
The spear and sword were bright and dark, and the water was clearly reflected. Even the river behind him was affected, half of it was dim and half of it was bright.
This was a superior duel in which pure spiritual spear and sword intent forcibly interfered with matter. Everyone couldn't help but fall into a tense atmosphere. They held their breaths and stared with wide eyes. Both sides' spear and sword powers had reached their peak.
It's like a stretched bowstring. Once the move is made, it will be shocking and the victory or defeat will be determined.
The two of them stood silently, just like the Yuan Ting Yue Zheng, forming a wonderful contrast with the "movement" of the spear and sword.
"Zhou Chu has really changed." Xie Xuan murmured to himself, feeling inexplicably disappointed in his heart. With Zhou Chu's now shocking gun power, even he was not sure of victory.
Xie Yongxu looked at him deeply, put her hand gently on his shoulder, and said nothing.
The warm dusk wind blew by, and the red tassels on the surrounding guns were flying, like a cluster of burning flames. The light of the guns was so bright in an instant that it was almost impossible to look straight at it.
The long sword of Zikari is also extremely dark at this moment, like a shadow that has melted into the twilight, and it is difficult to distinguish it with the naked eye.
On the winding Qinhuai River, light and shadow are mottled. The ocher-red sunset hangs on the top of the Purple Mountain in the distance, reflecting in the surrounding field of vision, showing the most magnificent circle in the world.
An unspeakable passion filled his chest.
The red tassel spear was spit out suddenly, as fast as thunder, and the gun body seemed to turn into the straightest line in the world, vowing to penetrate the setting sun!
A huge spear appeared behind Zhou Chu. It was majestic and sharp, and instantly merged with the Hongying spear.
The bright gun light suddenly changed, as if it was suddenly covered by heavy dark clouds, the sky and the earth were as dark as ink, and fell into an endless night.
Zhou Chu roared loudly, and the force of the gun was gone without any return, like a fierce darkness that picked out people and devoured them.
This is a wonderful shot from light to dark!
This is a shot to bid farewell to the past!
All the turbid air from this gun was condensed at the tip of the gun, without even a trace leaking out, locking Zhikari into the suffocating darkness.
The sky and the earth suddenly lit up, and a dazzling sword light burst out of the darkness and hit the spear.
"Boom!" Guns and swords clashed, and a deafening roar broke out. The river surface exploded into violent waves, and the water column shot violently.
Zhou Chu suddenly felt a light touch on his hand, and the spear lost resistance, like an out-of-control galloping horse passing by the sword. However, the light of the sword was close to the barrel of the gun, and it was cutting straight towards him. He immediately shook the body of the gun, trying to block it with all his strength.
But the sword light changed and changed all the way, cleverly removing the force of the counterattacks, like a carp swimming against the tide, constantly approaching the upstream source.
Zhou Chu suddenly let out a long sigh, put down his spear slumped, and the sword light disappeared.
"I lost." Zhou Chu looked up at Zhikarizhen and asked in a deep voice, "Do you still have any strength left?"
Zhikarizhen took back his sword, hesitated for a moment, and nodded slightly.
Zhou Chu was stunned for a long time, and then suddenly laughed loudly: "If you can stab this new life with a spear, what regrets can Zhou Chu have? Brother Yuan, thank you for making it possible." He bowed down, raised his head, raised his red tassel spear, and walked across the river at night.
Just follow it.
"Yuan'an, the prince of the Marquis of Yongning, won the first prize in a duel at Mengyin Festival, and was awarded an ancient jade jade." A moment later, Yi Mo's clear voice echoed on both sides of the Qinhuai River.