Ma Mengqi and Xu Wentian stood opposite each other, each holding a wooden spear. The spearheads were wrapped in white cloth and dipped in lime powder.
Since it is a martial arts competition, it is not a battle of life and death. If the two met on the battlefield, they would naturally go all out, but in today's situation, it would not look good if either one killed the other.
With the sound of drums, the two of them rushed forward at the same time. The spears were straightened in their hands, and they stabbed out with an audible sound.
Li Xingzai's eyes suddenly widened, and he recognized Ma Mengqi's marksmanship: Panlong Ba Da.
He glanced at Li Letian from a distance and shook his head helplessly: Li Letian is really good at Ma Mengqi.
Even the Coiling Dragon Spear, which the Li family did not pass on to people with other surnames, was passed on to Ma Mengqi, which shows how much he regards Ma Mengqi.
Fortunately, Xu Wentian is not an ordinary person. He is much older than Ma Mengqi. He is good at one-handed axes, but he is also proficient in simple weapons such as guns and sticks. With more than ten years of experience,
Still able to steadily suppress Ma Mengqi.
Under the high platform, most people opened their eyes wide.
They were just competing, and the two of them used all their skills. For a while, neither could do anything about the other. But they were all at the pinnacle of their life skills. Needless to say, Ma Mengqi, His Majesty praised him highly. He would certainly not be a freeloader. However, a person with a
The unknown Xu Wentian was actually able to fight him for more than ten rounds without losing.
Li Letian narrowed his eyes and glanced at Li Xingzai in the distance: He, his younger brother, has an expert under his command.
On second thought, he sighed in his heart: He might have harmed Ma Mengqi.
Ma Mengqi can be said to be extremely talented, and he is almost self-taught in all his abilities. As his power grows, he will naturally come into contact with various martial arts. At this time, he will have two choices:
One is to progress according to the serious martial arts and learn all kinds of marksmanship. In time, you will become a great master.
The second is to absorb the things you come into contact with for your own use, and go to the dark side on the road of barbarism.
In order to help him, Li Letian taught him the Panlongba shooting technique. The Panlongqiu is naturally a first-class arrogant marksmanship. After Ma Mengqi digests it, his power will definitely grow.
But the problem is that Ma Mengqi hasn't had time to digest what he swallowed. Now he is swinging between left and right: whether to fight according to the pattern of the Panlong Spear, or according to his own original pattern.
His vacillation allowed Xu Wentian to seize the opportunity. He continued to hand out guns, and the offensive was like a continuous rainstorm, giving Ma Mengqi no chance to relax.
Li Letian's heart skipped a beat. Although it was a wooden gun and wrapped in soft cloth, if such a master was fighting, once hit, it would be seriously injured, or even life-threatening.
Ma Mengqi only had the power to parry, but not to fight back. He could only retreat as much as possible. He had no time to think in his mind and was just fighting with his body's instinct.
But what is a genius? Genius is to make the impossible possible. He stepped back step by step and took out the gun at will. The knotted things in his mind slowly spread out. Like a buffalo absorbing water, it turns foreign objects into its own use.
Panlongba shot and he understood.
At this moment, he was forced to the edge of the high platform and had no way to retreat. He did not retreat and unintentionally fired a shot.
The finishing touch.
This shot was the real finishing touch, but Ma Mengqi never thought so when he took action. Now, Panlongba's gun is his own, and he is not Panlongba's vassal.
The sea is open to all rivers and swallows up the strengths of each family. What grows after swallowing is its own flesh.
Xu Wentian was shocked. This shot had no trace of the antelope's horns, but it was a flaw in his own marksmanship.
He turned around, and a spear descended from the sky like a coiling dragon, viciously hitting Xu Wentian on the shoulder.
click
The spear was broken and Xu Wentian knelt down on one knee.
Li Letian let out a long sigh of relief: "The winner has been decided."
Li Xingzai's face was expressionless and he didn't care about winning or losing this battle.
Ma Meng put his hands on his hips and said carelessly: "Is there anyone who is still dissatisfied and willing to compete with me?"
Xu Wentian was so ashamed that he remained anonymous for many years. As a result, he was trampled upon by others as soon as he was born. The person who defeated him was a young man who was much younger than himself.
No one answered his question. Ma Mengqi looked at Liu Facai and clasped his hands in fists: "Please fight with the King of Liangzhou."
Liu Facai has a headache. Why doesn't this guy let me go?
"General Ma just had a fierce battle, why not take a break for now, and we can discuss it again in the future."
"Ha, how much effort will it take me to deal with a nobody? The one I really respect is the King of Liangzhou."
Liu Facai grinned. He really wanted to slap Ma to death. The key was that he couldn't beat him. If he could, he would have done it long ago.
Xu Wentian really wanted to hit him to the ground now. It turned out that in Ma Mengqi's eyes, he was just a nobody. He had been around for more than half his life and turned into the ghost he is now.
He smiled, so sadly, so lonely.
Among the people watching the battle under the high platform, someone saw this smile. He clenched his teeth and suddenly felt a little sour in his heart.
Unable to restrain this impulse, he walked out of the crowd and shouted from the high platform:
"You surnamed Ma, don't be so wild, but dare to fight me."
This man carries two axes on his back and has a burly figure. At first glance, he really thought he was Cheng Dalei.
The guards immediately surrounded him and prevented him from approaching the high platform. This man looked ferocious. What if he was an assassin with evil intentions?
Chen Meng knelt down to Li Letian: "The son of Chen Bazu of Caomin Pingye City and the disciple of Xu Wentian, today I saw my master being humiliated. I couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to fight Ma Mengqi for my master."
Xu Wentian sighed softly, feeling sour in his heart.
"They are all good men of our empire." Li Letian waved his hand and ordered the guards to retreat: "I don't blame you for being rude today, but it's not your turn to take action. Just retreat."
Chen Meng kowtowed respectfully: "Chen Meng is a rough man, but he also knows the principle of the monarch of heaven and earth, his parents. If a person can stand by and watch his mentor being insulted, how can he have the parents of the monarch of heaven and earth in his eyes? Please
Your Majesty, please have mercy and allow me to fight."
Li Letian took a deep breath. This Chen Meng was so naive on the face that he actually stopped himself after he made a big argument.
"What a plain tiger, I ask you, today is not the time to joke, are you willing to bear the consequences?"
"If you lose, you will die." Chen Meng said firmly.
"General Ma, do you want to fight?"
Ma Mengqi snorted coldly: "My defeated general is worth mentioning."
"You bastard, no one has ever lost to you." Chen Menghu roared and strode into the ring.
Although he didn't have much light-weight skills, he was strong and agile. In the process, he had already removed his two axes and rushed towards Ma Mengqi head-on.
Liu Facai shook his shoulders and suddenly felt that he might have to take action himself.