The vast Elders' Square was crowded with people. Everyone was still arguing about the duel between Lin Fenghuo and Fifth Xiaoxiao just now.
"In other words, I think this competition is not good for Fifth Xiaoxiao." A man in a Confucian shirt said to the people around him, "From the perspective of his skills and the ability to fight against the enemy, that young man is taking a close combat approach.
Wu Xiaoxiao is obviously a long-range sneak attack. The two faced each other in a duel, which was a bit of a disadvantage for Wu Xiaoxiao."
A round-faced girl next to him said: "I think both of them are very powerful. How can there be an absolutely fair competition? To put it this way, Lin Fenghuo is only ten years old, facing an opponent who is nearly twice his age.
, no matter what method he uses, as long as he wins, he is a winner without reproach."
After hearing what the round-faced girl said, the man in Confucian shirt nodded secretly, indicating that he agreed with her point of view.
At this time, in the open space in the middle of the main venue, more than a dozen craftsmen had repaired the broken bluestone slabs. Zhao Yunming also stood on the ring and said in a deep voice: "Then, let's have the third competition. The champions of both sides will take the stage.
Get in position."
In the ceiling, Zhao Long didn't care about the eyes around him. He stood up calmly, put down the bamboo hat on his head, and walked towards the ring unhurriedly.
Not far away, Zhou Di stared at the boy in the bamboo hat with curiosity. In fact, he had noticed him since the second day of the martial arts competition. After all, as the first martial artist to hang the flag, his strength must not be underestimated.
There are even rumors from people who have fought against him that Zhao Long is currently the strongest warrior among the young men! However, most people scorned such rumors. Most of them understood that those who lost to the boy in the bamboo hat deliberately exaggerated the opponent's strength.
Find reasons for your failure.
Although Zhao Long is only twelve years old, he is already more than seven feet tall (note 1) and nearly 1.7 meters tall. It is difficult for people who are not familiar with him to tell his actual age at a glance. Many people see the bamboo hat
The young man was dressed like this, and everyone was guessing where this strong man came from to do this, and his strength was so extraordinary.
Speaking of the entire Yinren Village, in addition to the warriors who perform secret missions, there are more than 200 strong men in the village standing guard, and 130 guards in iron clothes. These people can be said to be too many, but not too few.
, but most people recognize the masters or good players in this group of people. After all, we are all members of the same team, and we go on missions together. If we don’t understand each other’s strengths, we may sometimes risk our lives.
Zhou Di looked at the young man with two swords walking towards the stage in a hurry and murmured: "Where on earth did this brat come from? He's pretty strong, but I've never heard of him before!"
I'm afraid there are many people on the field who have the same idea, especially those who were assigned to the Chen group before, and they are even more puzzled.
However, I am afraid that this question cannot be answered by asking every strong man. Because Zhao Long simply likes the dress of strong men. Before he participated in the martial arts competition this time, he had been practicing outside with his elders in the family and did not reply.
Village. Moreover, he came to participate in this martial arts competition only through the letter of recommendation forwarded to him by his family elders.
The boy in a bamboo hat stepped onto the ring and first looked at Zhao Yunming. There was a hint of ripples in his calm eyes, but he quickly covered it up and the people around him didn't notice.
Zhao Long nodded slightly to Zhao Yunming and stood in his preparation position. Zhao Yunming did not look at the young man or pay attention to his nod, but quietly waited for the girl on the other side of the ring.
Li Xintian also walked to his position in a hurry. He saw the masked girl wearing a black cloak with dark golden begonia flowers showing off with gold threads. She also wore the same gray-black mask on her face.
The large mask just covered her face, and through the narrow holes in the mask, you could see the girl's bright moon-like eyes.
Zhao Yunming smiled at the girl and said softly: "Xintian is already a big girl. It's already great to be able to fight here!"
Li Xintian smiled sweetly and replied: "Hello, Grandpa Zhao! I will continue to work hard."
The tall, thin middle-aged man smiled and nodded, but no one noticed that the boy with the double sword standing opposite saw this scene in his eyes. There was no trace of ripples in his calm eyes, but there was a hint of indifference.
"Okay, then I announce that the third round of the main qualifying competition of the martial arts competition will begin!" the middle-aged man said loudly.
After all, Li Xintian and Zhao Long knew each other and had experienced the same test together in the Maple Leaf Forest before. They did not fight to the point of fierceness like Fifth Xiaoxiao and Lin Fenghuo did.
Zhao Long said for the first time: "Admit defeat, you are no match for me."
Just as the masked girl was about to open her mouth to speak, she was choked back by the other person's words. She was immediately dissatisfied and replied: "I know I can't beat you." She deliberately gave up, paused, and then said: "But,
I still want to try."
The boy in the bamboo hat gave her a cold look, and without saying anything, he slowly pulled out the two swords hanging on his waist from their scabbards.
Zhao Long held down the knife with his left hand, raised another knife with his right hand, pointed it directly at the masked girl, and said in a deep voice:
"Water dragon chants, scattered green lotus!"
Li Xintian didn't expect that the opponent would use San Qinglian at the beginning. He immediately retreated and jumped out of the attack circle formed by San Qinglian. At the same time, he pulled out two hairs about a foot long from the hair coiled behind his head.
hairpin.
I saw that the whole body of the hairpin was as black as ink, and it was actually made of black iron mixed with gold. It was extremely hard. These two materials are the best materials for weapon refining, so even though this dark hairpin is inconspicuous, it is worth more than pure gold.
The hairpin is a hundred times more expensive!
The tail of the hairpin does not have a pendant or tassels like traditional hairpins and bu yao. Instead, it is simply carved with a phoenix beak as the finishing touch. The stripes of phoenix feathers carved on the body of the hairpin are not so much decoration as they are a stripe.
Health slot.
The masked girl knew the gap between the two sides and did not take action rashly. The boy in the bamboo hat held the handle of Qinglian's double-edged sword flat in his right hand. At this time, the blade had broken into pieces and scattered into small blades like petals around it. Each blade was decorated by the boy.
The inner energy connected with each other formed a ribbon-shaped "petal blade glow" composed of blade fragments, surrounding him within two feet of his body.
Zhao Long gently waved the handle of the knife in his right hand, and the blade light in the sky seemed to be driven by a pillar of wind, constantly rotating and sweeping towards the girl opposite.
Li Xintian did not dare to be careless at all, and immediately circulated the thick earth air control technique throughout his body. The dark golden thick earth internal energy made the cloak already embroidered with dark gold patterns shine even more. The masked girl no longer dodges, and holds the hairpin tightly with both hands.
, twisting her body to get closer to the opponent. I saw that the girl's movement was light, and she used the Youlong Movement to move around.
Pieces of blade light followed closely behind, and Li Xintian was able to deal with them one or two by taking advantage of her body skills. Occasionally, she could also block the oddly fast blade light fragments one by one with her black iron and gold hairpin.
Everyone in the audience saw that the two sides were fighting inextricably from the beginning, and no one could do anything to the other, so they couldn't help but cheer.
It's just that anyone with a discerning eye can see that although this girl hasn't used any special skills to defeat the enemy, she is still relatively passive based on the current situation. Zhao Long, on the other hand, is even more terrifying. From the beginning to the end, he just pulls out his double blades and stands.
He did not move in place, and even the double-edged sword was only used with the right one. The left-hand blade was still in his hand and had not been used.
Note 1. The ruler used here is borrowed from the ancient Han ruler. 1 feet = 23.5 centimeters. Therefore, 7 feet = 164.5 centimeters. As a 12-year-old boy, it is not bad, not short. Ye Jian Hanxing 3 feet = 70.5 centimeters. Hereby