Wei Wujiu cupped his fists, and the dragon-painted heavenly halberd touched the ground. The tip dragged out a string of sparks on the ground. His legs jumped and slashed in the air.
Seeing this, Zhang Wenxu sneered, "You are indeed a villager from the mountains. He doesn't abide by the rules when he gets into the ring. Do you really think you can win with a sneak attack?"
The spear was placed above his head to parry Wei Wujiu's heavy halberd. However, as soon as he made contact, he regretted it. Wei Wujiu's halberd should not be light, and its power was also extremely heavy. With this move without any pretense, he used all his strength
Only then did he defend himself, his knees were slightly bent, and he was half-kneeling on one knee.
Zhang Wenxu's veins popped out, and he used Wei Wujiu's strength to straighten his knees, but he couldn't kneel down no matter what. He represented the Zhang family today, and it was not a good thing to challenge someone with a low level in a battle post.
He fell to his knees with just one move. Win or lose, the Zhang family’s face would be disgraced.
From now on, Zhang Wenxu will never raise his head in Lingyi County.
The audience was enthusiastic and the shouts were loud.
"What a good halberd." Zhang Wenxu laughed loudly, opened the dragon-carrying halberd, and the spear emerged from the abyss like a dragon.
Ding ding ding ding.
In just a moment, the two of them had exchanged dozens of moves.
Mr. Tang took a grape into his mouth and said with a smile: "Little prince, the two of them can't win or lose simply by using their eighty-three moves with waist, horse and arm strength. They are already the best in the fifth level of Qi gathering. What do you think?"
Li Taizhen commented with a smile, "It looks like they are evenly matched. Zhang Wenxu has gathered Qi at the fifth level, and Wei Wujiu has gathered Qi at the third level. Looking at the duel between the two, Wei Wujiu is slightly better than Zhang Wenxu. You can judge for yourself who is stronger or weaker." Mr. Tang gently stroked his long beard, "It's too early to talk about strength and weakness now. There is a certain gap between the internal strength of the third level of Qi Gathering and the fifth level of Qi Gathering. I heard that the young prince defeated the fifth level Qi Gathering guard in the mansion at the first level of Qi Gathering.
You must also know the difficulties involved."
Li Taizhen recalled that incident and sighed: "It was indeed very difficult, otherwise... when I was refining the pulse, I should have once again achieved the glory of the Sword Immortal Ling, and defeated the Qi Gathering Warrior with the body of the pulse refining."
Mr. Tang laughed and said: "That's really naughty. You know exactly what I'm asking. Anyway, let's just wait and see. It shouldn't take too long to win or lose."
"Who does Mr. Tang think will win?"
"Who do you think the young prince is optimistic about?"
"It must be Wei Wujiu."
"Oh? It's not Zhang Wenxu who knows everything?"
"It's more interesting to win by leapfrogging the level."
"We'll see."
Chen Guang stared at the two people above him calmly and murmured: "It's really embarrassing. Old Wei is using Zhang Wenxu to practice his halberd skills?"
Li Taizhen glanced casually and smiled lightly.
The seemingly even match is the scene that Zhang Wenxu tried his best to create. On his calm and composed face, he is complaining in his heart. The opponent's divine power has beaten him to the point where he has no temper at all. If he does not break through the status quo and expand his decline, he will really become a joke.<
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Zhang Wenxu slid back and stood on the edge of the ring, pretending to be a noble smile and said: "You only have brute strength, but your halberd skills are messy. After all, you are a casual cultivator. If you join the Zhang family, I will definitely invite you."
I will do my best to find you a secret book of halberd technique."
Wei Wujiu shook the iron halberd and hummed: "Let me teach you the Zhang family's famous [Pan Feng Ding Yun Spear]."
"You are stubborn." Zhang Wenxu said coldly: "Take the move."
The silver gun shook out a flower, and when the tail of the gun was released, the internal energy was injected into the spear, and it was thrust forward with all its strength. The wind seemed to have stopped, and a small whirlwind formed at the head of the gun.
This is exactly the [Pan Feng Ding Yun Gun].
Wei Wujiu smiled coldly, painted a dragon holding a halberd in the sky and moved his fingers like an arm.
[Hundred Battle Halberds of the South].
The iron halberd was struck and the halberd was pulled.
With two simple moves, Zhang Wenxu's Panfeng Dingyun Spear was broken.
Li Taizhen's eyes suddenly flashed.
"Is that the halberd technique of the Southern Kingdom?" Mr. Tang exclaimed, "When I was young, I had the honor to spar with a Southern military master. His indomitable spirit was exactly the same as his temper, which made him become more courageous in the Vietnam War."
Li Taizhen's eyes were deep, "Is this the halberd method of the Southern Kingdom? The Southern Kingdom was destroyed nine years ago, and is now the South County of the Tang Dynasty, one of the twenty-three counties. It plays a very important role. The halberd method of the Southern Kingdom is well-known, and when I see it today, it is well-deserved.
."
What a powerful control.
Zhang Wenxu was secretly surprised that not even Qin Dingque could break through the Zhang family's Panfeng Dingyun Spear so easily.
"With such reckless energy, Panfeng Dingyun Spear is not so easy to break." Zhang Wenxu shook the silver spear, whirled his arms angrily, and turned himself into the eye of the wind, forming a tornado, and his internal force was like a knife in a tornado. As he moved, the surroundings seemed to be hit by a storm, and those who were closer could not open their eyes. Some personal belongings were caught in the tornado, which attracted cheers and shouts from the Zhang family and some of the audience who supported Zhang Wenxu.
Wei Wujiu's expression remained unchanged, his halberd and sword were like awls, he swept his arms, the tip of the sword plunged into the vortex of the storm, and with one sweep broke Zhang Wenxu's proud Panfeng Dingyun Spear, "It's all fancy."
When Zhang Wenxu exploded in the storm, he exploded seven to eight feet.
Wei Wujiu took advantage of the victory and pursued him with the Hualong Heavenly Halberd. After the thirty-seventh halberd, Zhang Wenxu was knocked off the ring by the halberd. Wei Wujiu remained calm as usual and watched steadily with the support of the Zhang family.
Zhang Wenxu, who was vomiting blood, said, "You lose."
Zhang Wenxu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "Zhang Wenxu lost."
The implication is that the loser is only me, not the Zhang family.
Hearing this, Chen Guang smiled.
Hypocrisy.
You clearly wrote this message on behalf of the Zhang family.
I couldn't regain my place but was brutally tortured. My face hurts.
Li Taizhen happily clapped her hands and said, "Okay, okay, this is wonderful."
Immediately he said to an old housekeeper behind him: "Steward Zheng, go back to the palace and bring the rubbings of [Overlord's Halberd Technique]."
After hearing this, Butler Zheng reminded in a low voice, "Master, that secret book is a high-level martial arts book that I spent a lot of effort to collect. Is it really a gift to this person?"
Li Taizhen sat upright on the chair and spit out a grape seed, "Only by giving it to the right person can you live up to the good secret book. Go ahead, it's just a rubbing."
Butler Zheng said in response: "Young prince, he is... from the South."
The title changed from Young Master to Little Prince.
Li Taizhen's eyes sharpened, and he grabbed Butler Zheng's neck with one hand and held it in front of him, "Butler Zheng, don't forget, there are no people from the South Country now, there are only people from the Southern County of the Tang Dynasty. I, Li Taizhen, have kept my promise and will never do that.
Waiting for people who don’t keep their word.”
He let go of his hand and saw that Butler Zheng was still hesitating. He became angry and asked, "Can't I help you?"
"I don't dare, I don't dare, I'll do it now." Butler Zheng hurriedly resigned.
Mr. Tang said kindly: "The young prince is a sensible person."
Li Taizhen smiled and said: "It's time for Mr. Tang to go up and host the competition."
"The game was exciting, I almost forgot there was another one."
Mr. Tang stepped onto the ring.
The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, smiled at Wei Wujiu, and then announced to the audience, "Wei Wujiu wins this competition. Next, we invite Qin Dingque from the Qin family to play."
"Knife tyrant."
"Knife tyrant."
"Knife tyrant."
"..."
Qin Dingque's voice is very high. Although he is not as famous as Zhang Wenxu in several counties and cities, and has not defeated many powerful opponents, Zhang Wenxu only suffered six defeats in six battles, and he is already a ling.
The strongest warrior at the fifth level of Qi gathering in Yi County.
Phew!
Qin Dingque jumped from upstairs to the ring, he was very handsome.
"You are very strong. Being able to defeat Zhang Wenxu shows that you are extraordinary, but for the sake of the Qin family, you will definitely lose."
Wei Wujiu looked at Zhang Wenxu and raised his chin, "He also said the same thing."
"You can see the truth under your hands."
Mr. Tang said: "Now that we are on stage, let's get started."
The two showed off their weapons at the same time.
"Wait a minute."
Voices rang out from the audience.
Everyone looked at it.
"Old Wei, didn't you agree that he is mine?" Chen Guang jumped onto the ring, smiled at Qin Dingque and said: "I'm sorry, Old Wei just had a fight, I'm afraid he's a little tired, to avoid others saying you Qin Dingque
The Zhang family and the Zhang family are fighting, and I will be your opponent."