When Cheng Sanwu saw Lin Shaoying stand up, he praised her with a smile.
When Changqing heard this, he secretly laughed. Although there were many martial arts sects in the Central Plains, and there were many capable masters emerging one after another, the long period of peace also caused some martial arts practitioners to evolve their martial arts moves in a more gorgeous and complicated direction, instead deviating from the original intention of fighting.
In places like Chang'an, the imperial capital, almost every day people compete in martial arts in the arena set up by Jingzhao Mansion. Initially, this was the Taizu of this dynasty's response to the martial arts among the people. Instead of forcibly withdrawing troops and banning martial arts, which caused chaos in the world, it was better to channel it well.
, making it available to the court.
The winner who wins the first prize in the imperial capital arena may be employed in the imperial palace, or may be appointed as a military officer to be dispatched, or may be favored by the princes and nobles and become their guests.
For the vast majority of martial arts warriors, isn’t it because they want to show off their martial arts skills? The temptation of these promising prospects is hard to refuse, so martial arts warriors from all walks of life hope to make a name for themselves in the imperial arena.
However, as time went by, the originally well-intentioned system was inevitably riddled with drawbacks. The Imperial Arena was initially a talent-raising strategy similar to the imperial examination, but later, in order to attract the favor of the Imperial Capital's dignitaries, the martial arts competitions between the warriors who participated in the Imperial Arena became more and more focused on exquisite moves and exquisite techniques.
A back-and-forth, full of thrills, thus neglecting the actual combat skills. As long as the audience outside the venue roars with excitement, it is a good duel, like a martial arts contest.
The rich and powerful have always had a tradition of keeping guests, and they don't even care much about whether the martial arts people who come to seek refuge are really skilled in martial arts. Instead, the top priority is to be able to show the aura of a high-ranking family that can attract people from all over the world.
There was a prince in Chang'an. In order to recruit Zhu Guangshi, who was known as "the best swordsman in Jingchu", he spent a lot of money to name him Ma Baojian. He even let an oiran from Pingkangfang quit his citizenship and betrothed him to Zhu Guangshi.
It is conceivable that this kind of atmosphere will attract many martial arts warriors to come to compete. As for whether the martial arts itself has been honed and improved, this is not certain.
Needless to say, Cheng Sanwu's skills were acquired through fighting with swords and guns in the Western Regions. Just the head-on battle with An Quti outside the gate of Tianchi Shrine was more dangerous than Lin Shaoying could have imagined.
In Chang Qing's opinion, Lin Shaoying's Ziwu Swordsmanship was still a bit inferior to Wu Maocai's. It was nothing more than relying on the swiftness of his sword moves to catch someone by surprise. But if he really ran into an opponent with higher martial arts skills and faster hand, eye, and body skills,
, this Ziwu Sword Technique has become completely useless.
As far as Chang Qing has seen in the past, Qinggong and Shenfa are already Cheng Sanwu's weakest skill. If he had to fight for strength and internal energy, Lin Shaoying might not end up being thrown out lightly. It is very likely that he would really be beaten by Cheng Sanwu.
Wu was beaten to death on the spot, causing his orifices to spurt out blood and his internal organs to be shattered.
On the other hand, Lin Shaoying, although he was putting on a posture to respond to the enemy, his heart was pounding. The opponent in front of him was much more powerful than him, and he was clearly deliberately holding back. If he continued to fight, he had little chance of winning.
At this time, Cheng Sanwu lowered his head and was about to pick up the fallen sword. Lin Shaoying saw that he was looking down, exposing the back of his head. He immediately felt malicious and quickly approached with two steps from five steps away.
Sweep your feet out, aiming right at Cheng Sanwu's temple.
The tips of Lin Shaoying's boots are inlaid with tiger pattern copper tips and are filled with cashmere. They are specially designed to kick the hard parts of the enemy's legs, shins and knees. At this moment, Lin Shaoying is aiming at Cheng Sanwu's temple. No matter how high the opponent's martial arts is, if the kick hits, he will still bleed.
flower!
Seeing that the toe of the boot was about to hit Cheng Sanwu's forehead, Lin Shaoying felt as if her leg was being kicked against a motionless steel column, but Cheng Sanwu raised his arm to block it.
Lin Shaoying found it unbelievable. Anyone with sound limbs is destined to have much stronger legs and feet than their arms. Even if you don't count the martial arts practitioners who focus on the lower body posture, ordinary people are already exercising their legs during daily walking. The difference is only
It just depends on whether you are good at the cross-legged exercise.
Lin Shaoying's Ziwu Sword Technique is actually not very good. If he fails to gain the upper hand by attacking first and cannot keep up with the changes in his moves, his shortcomings will immediately appear. Lin Shaoying won the title of Yuedan in the Imperial Palace in the same year. In addition to relying on the swiftness and unparalleled power of Ziwu Sword,
The moves dazzled the audience, who exclaimed again and again. The most effective one was actually colluding with the fellow martial artists who competed in the moon climbing ring.
By pawning the property in his hometown and borrowing another sum of money from a local businessman, Lin Shaoying was able to deal with the peers who competed with him that month, bribe the person in charge of the Imperial Capital Arena, and thus gain the favor of the Jingzhao Du family in one fell swoop, becoming Du Jianzhang's bodyguard
, finally settled in Chang'an and enjoyed a stable and prosperous life.
It took a lot of effort to achieve today's status, how can we give up? Is it possible to go back to the days of living in the mountains and countryside, training hard? That kind of boring, boring life, slowly decaying and decaying, Lin Shaoying will never go back to the past.
I don’t want to think about it anymore!
With a flash of lightning in his mind, Lin Shaoying made up his mind in an instant. He must defeat this idle man in the world! As long as he can satisfy Du Jianzhang, his future will be guaranteed!
Compared with Ziwu swordsmanship, which is not very good, Lin Shaoying's sharp leg skills are his always treasured trump card, which are used when swordsmanship cannot defeat the enemy and win.
The change of thought only occurred in an instant. Cheng Sanwu turned his wrist from blocking to grabbing. He grabbed Lin Shaoying's ankle with the five fingers of his left hand and raised his head.
Surprised to realize that the opponent's five fingers were like iron hoops, Lin Shaoying tensed up her movements to resist the force of the five fingers grabbing into the skin. At the same time, she used Cheng Sanwu's left hand as a fulcrum to use her body shape to approach, raising her left leg to the knee like a tiger and thrusting forward, towards
Pushing Cheng Sanwu's lower jaw against his throat, if the impact is strong this time, it will directly crush the throat bone and cervical vertebrae. It is an ultimate killing move that should not be used lightly!
However, Cheng Sanwu reacted faster. The moment his upper body fell back, he pressed his right hand for a fatal knee strike. His body turned to the side to release the frontal force. At the same time, his left hand was released. With a push of his right hand, Lin Shaoying directly volleyed and spun.
But Lin Shaoying reacted very quickly and stepped forward before landing. Cheng Sanwu raised his arms to block, his body remained motionless and as steady as a rock, and Lin Shaoying just used the force to push away.
"good!!!"
The people outside burst into loud cheers and thunderous applause. Most of them just came to watch the excitement. Lin Shaoying made a series of movements like a rabbit and a falcon, plus the last kick to fly back and land on the ground.
The onlookers were full of admiration.
But only the two who fought in person and several nearby masters understood that the outcome of the competition was already clear.
Su Wangting felt relieved. Cheng Sanwu really listened to his words and did not deal harshly with Lin Shaoying. This showed that he still knew the pros and cons.
As for the green-covered chariot not far away, Ah Fu leaned on the embroidered pillow and propped up her chin as if watching a good show. Du Jianzhang, Qin Wangshu and others, who were paying attention to the competition, all looked serious, as if they were interested in Cheng San.
Five’s strength needs to be re-evaluated.
"Is there a need for a sneak attack?" Cheng Sanwu leaned over and picked up the sword again. This time Lin Shaoying didn't make a sneak attack. A thin stream of sweat broke out on his forehead. While secretly exhaling for breath, he was very shocked inside.
With the strength of Lin Shaoying's legs, he could kick even a tree trunk with a diameter of one foot, but Cheng Sanwu blocked it with only one arm. His strength was extraordinary, and he may have practiced some advanced martial arts of moving Qi to strengthen the body.
It is said that in Buddhism and Taoism, there is this kind of internal martial arts that makes the muscles, bones, skin and flesh instantly become as strong as iron. Normally, it looks like ordinary people, and the skin and flesh are no different, but when the inner strength is used, the strength increases sharply, and the skin becomes like hard leather.
Even a 70-year-old man can instantly become strong and plump with his withered muscles, exerting physical strength far beyond his actual age, thereby breaking through the limitation of "boxing is afraid of young people".
However, this type of martial arts is difficult to practice. In addition to careful guidance from famous teachers, you may also need the help of the secret medicine Waidan. Grains and meats alone cannot replenish qi and blood. As for the time it takes to practice this type of martial arts, then
It's even longer.
The most commonly heard legend is that in an ancient temple somewhere in the mountains, you can see an old monk whose body is shining with golden light and smashing stones into powder, or a Taoist priest who is puffing up clouds and roaring like thunder.
Lin Shaoying does not deny that there are such masters in the world, but such people are so rare that they can be ignored. They are the kind of masters who cannot be hired by princes and nobles with a lot of money.
As for Cheng Sanwu's words and deeds, the way he looked like he was eating pig's trotters in the street, how did he look like such an outsider? Before the fight, who would have thought that he was so powerful?!
Lin Shaoying roared in his heart, but the reality did not allow him to fail again. He had already seen Du Jianzhang's slightly dissatisfied eyes.
"Your sword." Cheng Sanwu threw the sword back casually.
Lin Shaoying reached out to take it and asked with a sullen face: "Your Excellency, are you still not willing to show your sword?"
Cheng Sanwu raised his hand and pressed the handle of the knife, glanced at the other person, and said with a smile: "Forget it, you definitely can't catch it."
"Your Excellency, you are too conceited!" Lin Shaoying feigned anger and thrust his sword into the ground: "Since you don't draw your sword, then I won't use the sword! Lest the world laughs at my Ziwu Sword for bullying the defenseless!"
Lin Shaoying understood one thing from Cheng Sanwu's eyes just now, that is, she might not even be able to catch a knife. Instead of being defeated and humiliated on the spot, it is better to give herself a step up, strive for an equal situation, and maintain a good appearance.
Take a look, and then spend some time persuading Du Jianzhang to leave.
After all, the interference of such a powerful person has already destined that Du Jianzhang will not succeed this time.
"You use your legs, right?" Cheng Sanwu saw Lin Shaoying slowly moving closer, twisted his ankle and moved his joints: "Then I also use my legs, please watch carefully."
As soon as the word "careful" was uttered, Lin Shaoying whipped her legs sideways in an instant, trying to catch the opponent off guard.
Cheng Sanwu leaned back to avoid it, and the strong wind swept across his face. Lin Shaoying used the opportunity to turn around and kick back to pursue his lower body. Cheng Sanwu raised his knees to block. Although he protected his vital parts, he was still kicked away by this waist-twisting back kick.
Sensing that her opponent was careless and unbalanced, Lin Shaoying was overjoyed. She immediately spun around and kicked, kicked, kicked, kicked, swept, hooked, and all kinds of chain. In the shadow of the chaotic legs, the virtual and the real alternated. If you are not careful, you will be killed.
He was kicked hard several times and could not get up.
Cheng Sanwu dodged and retreated continuously, a trace of surprise flashed across his face, but then he turned into a fanatical attitude immersed in the battle. When Lin Shaoying swept his leg with a high whip, he responded with the same move.
The legs clashed, and there was a muffled sound in the middle of the field. Lin Shaoying felt a pain in her legs and shins, and instinctively retracted. Before she could react, Cheng Sanwu leaned over and swept his legs, sweeping him down on one foot. Before Lin Shaoying could fall to the ground,
, Cheng Sanwu turned over and kicked out with his third kick, hitting Lin Shaoying's chest, sending him flying more than a foot away, and he fell to the ground and spun around a few more times.
The three-position chain was also one of the series of leg skills that Lin Shaoying had just shown. Now it was performed by Cheng Sanwu. It was faster and more powerful. Lin Shaoying was defeated without any doubt. Now everyone could see clearly.
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Lin Shaoying received a heavy kick in the chest, her aura and energy were in chaos, and she couldn't turn around with a set of oolong columns like before. She just stood up and tried her best to adjust her posture.
Unexpectedly, when he exerted force, a sweet and fishy smell surged into his throat. Lin Shaoying knew very well that if he vomited blood in a martial arts competition, his reputation would be ruined, so regardless of the injury, he forcibly swallowed the hot blood, his face was ashen, and he cupped his hands towards Cheng Sanwu:
"Your Excellency is so skilled! Lin Shaoying is ashamed of himself!"
Seeing that Lin Shaoying still behaved like a gentleman even though he was defeated, passers-by immediately cheered and Lin Shaoying smiled and clasped his fists at everyone to express his thanks, as if he had just finished performing on stage.
Lin Shaoying took the sword away and hurried to Du Jianzhang's side. Seeing that his young master was sullen and about to scold him, Lin Shaoying whispered: "Young master, please don't stay. This man is a master and extremely difficult to deal with. I'm afraid he is like this
Hu Ji’s escort can be accompanied by such a master, the origins behind this Hu Ji are not simple!”
Lin Shaoying and Cheng Sanwu had lost three rounds in a row this time. At first, their courage was exhausted. At this moment, all they could think about was how to stay away from this place, regardless of whether what they said was right or wrong.
But Du Jianzhang had already fallen in love with Afu, and his lustful thoughts were burning in his heart. He wanted to have sex with her immediately, but he refused to listen to Lin Shaoying's advice.
"Fart! You are so incompetent that you can't even deal with a gangster?" Du Jianzhang scolded: "Or are you saying that our family has raised you in vain these past few years?"
Lin Shaoying's face froze. He turned around and glanced at Cheng Sanwu. He saw that this man was wearing an arrow-sleeved attire that was very common among warriors in the martial arts world. He also wore deerskin boots. There were a few old stains visible on the ends of the clothes and on the boots. He had a sloppy temperament.
Just looking at his appearance, he does not look like he comes from a famous family, so it is no wonder that he is despised by Du Jianzhang.
"Sir, if things don't happen in a hurry, it's impossible for the guards to follow you all the time." Lin Shaoying endured the pain in her chest and persuaded in a low voice: "As long as we send someone to keep an eye on it secretly, there will always be a chance in the future."
"I think you are scared out of your wits." Du Jianzhang was unbearable with desire. He was about to command other servants to take Afu away by force, but the horse under him suddenly kicked and neighed, going crazy for no reason.
Du Jianzhang quickly clamped the horse, but unexpectedly, the beast kicked and knocked down the attendants on the left and right, and then rushed outside like crazy, raising a cloud of smoke and dust, and ran half a mile away. The young knight's attendants saw this and hurriedly greeted him.
He mounted his horse and went after them, but no one paid attention to Cheng Sanwu and Afu.
When the passers-by and people around him dispersed, Cheng Sanwu turned back and looked at Changqing. Su Wangting and Afu also cast their gazes.
At this time, Chang Qing clasped his fingers together and made a secret, a hazy light swirled around him, causing Du Jianzhang's horse to go crazy, which was obviously caused by his casting a spell.
Faced with everyone's gaze, Chang Qing didn't care and replied: "Otherwise? Just let these dudes get entangled with each other? Don't you think it's boring?"