All the young prince's subordinates at the table were stunned when they heard Ji Cha's words, and secretly thought that you are too forward-thinking. You have only known the young prince for a few quarters of an hour, and yet you dare to make such a request. Do you want to attract the young prince's attention?
The young prince was slightly surprised, then smiled and said: "I wonder what kind of lottery brother Ji Chen wants? Gold and silver, jade, or calligraphy and painting?"
Ji Cha waved his hands and said, "We martial arts practitioners are not greedy for such vulgar things."
The young prince said: "Do you want a magic weapon?"
Ji Cha chuckled: "The best weapons in your house are all made by Su Liangjing. What do you want?"
The young prince frowned: "Then what do you want?"
Ji Chadao: "If I beat you in this competition, you will have to teach me one of the martial arts moves you used. No, it's not just one move, but a whole set. If I choose any one of the martial arts moves you used, the whole set will be
Leave it to me; on the contrary, I will teach you a set of martial arts that I use."
Everyone secretly said: This Ji Chen has really made a good plan. If you win, the young prince will learn from the strengths of all the martial arts. Any set of martial arts in his body is not carefully selected from ancient and modern times. Picking one at random is no less good.
Get a rare treasure; if you lose, the young prince may not appreciate your martial arts.
The young prince also knew that the other party wanted to make a sure profit without losing money, but he prided himself on his high level of martial arts, and there was still a chance of winning against masters with stronger internal strength. It was even less likely that he would lose against someone with a similar level of internal strength. He said with a smile:
"Then it's a deal. If I lose, you can choose your martial arts. If you lose, you have to teach me martial arts."
Hong Chen was very curious. He had been walking around with Ji Cha for a while, but he had never seen him face to face with an expert. He probably threw some hidden weapons and used Qinggong to escape after just two moves. His most impressive achievement was
Relying on the sharpness of the Tiantie Glove, he injured Dai Wanshan, who was a big man. He didn't know how good he would be when they tried their best to compete.
The crowd left the dining room, walked through several corridors, and came to a martial arts field. On the 18-foot-square open space paved with stone slabs, not only were several weapons displayed, but there were also drums on all sides and wooden stakes lined up high and low.
, there are wooden dolls with many red dots painted on their bodies.
When Little Baoer saw those puppets, he ran over happily, hugged the leg of a wooden man and shouted: "I want a big wooden man, I want a big wooden man." Qin Hongyu quickly went over and picked him up: "This wooden man is my uncle.
For martial arts training, I’ll give it to you later.
Buy a small wooden figure." Little Bao'er refused: "I want a big wooden figure, I want it." The young prince walked to the weapon rack and laughed: "It doesn't matter, I won't use these wooden figures for a long time. I will go back to the martial arts field.
Take it apart and give it to the little baby to play with."
While talking, the young prince picked up a red tassel gun and said, "Do you use the sword on your body or the one on the field?"
Without saying a word, Ji Cha took off the pair of swords he was carrying and placed them on the ground. He took off his outer robe and used it as a belt to tie it around his waist. He then walked to the weapon rack and picked up a three-foot steel sword.
The young prince frowned again. When fighting weapons, most of them are one inch long and one inch strong, one inch short and one inch dangerous. The spear is the king of all weapons. It is powerful and powerful, and can be smashed, chopped, picked, broken, stabbed and stabbed in a variety of ways.
It is as quiet as a towering mountain and as moving as thunder. Therefore, many warriors and generals in the army love spears and respect them.
It is the king of weapons. To deal with long spears, whips and three-section sticks are the most flexible weapons that can be wrapped and blocked. As the most mediocre short weapon, the long sword will be completely suppressed by the long spear in a duel. I don’t know why.
Is Ji Chen too trusting, or does he simply not understand the principle of restraint between weapons?
"I hope Brother Jichen can teach me!"
The young prince raised his gun first, flicked his red tassel, and stepped forward. Although fighting long and short can give you the advantage, the prerequisite is to seize the opportunity, maintain a certain distance, carry out continuous suppression, and avoid close combat.
Ji Cha stood there, waiting for the young prince to hit him with a spear, and then drew his sword.
With a "pop" sound, the trajectory of the spear suddenly changed, from thrusting to sweeping, almost knocking off the sword. The sword circled around the barrel of the gun for a small half circle, and Ji Cha's body also spun around in the air, raising his toes.
It went straight to the bridge of the little prince's nose. The little prince
He drew the gun fiercely and pressed it with his front hand, causing the front half of the gun to swing back and hit Ji Cha's body. Ji Cha put away his sword and stretched his legs, twisted his waist and shoulders, and his whole body was flying like a top.
After spinning around a few times, he landed on the ground two feet away.
The young prince came at him with a gun, and Ji Cha barely managed to deal with it with his long sword a few times before he was forced to fly up into the air and fall towards the other direction of the martial arts arena.
The two of them had only fought for more than a dozen rounds, and all the young prince's warriors were smiling. Hong Chen had already seen that Ji Cha's sword moves were not very subtle. They were completely suppressed by the young prince's marksmanship and relied entirely on footwork.
, just barely managed to survive without defeat.
Hong Chen secretly compared the young prince with Zha Yugui, another gun master he had met before. He had fought against Zha Yugui, who used a stick, and had witnessed Cha Yugui kill seven purple guards with one shot. Now it seemed,
The two have different marksmanship, Zha Yugui's is more nimble, and the young prince's is more fierce.
Due to the huge disparity in strength between the two in a head-to-head duel, the battle in the martial arts field quickly became a chase and an escape. Ji Cha could barely use his sword to escape with his body skills, and the young prince kept chasing him with a gun.
A big braid swung back and forth on the back of her head, like a beating ponytail.
Some people were already shouting that there was no need to continue the fight, and it was obvious that the young prince was completely victorious. However, Ji Cha did not drop the weapon in his hand, nor was he restrained from moving his vital parts, nor did he admit defeat, so the competition was not over. The young prince pursued him more and more.
He stood up and thought that he must defeat this guy today and then learn this rather ethereal and agile movement technique.
After chasing and escaping for a few more rounds, Ji Cha suddenly jumped onto the wooden piles, and the young prince also jumped on it. This wooden pile was originally used to practice turning, attacking and evading in a small area. Fighting on it was not a good idea for the little prince.
For the prince, it is as simple as
He was like a fish in the water, waving his hands and moving forward and back at will, rising and falling as he went. The barrel of Hongying's gun was very long and its landing point was wide, so Ji Cha couldn't leave this area even if he was agile. The young prince tried his best to shake the gun, and Hongying's gun was straight.
Throw it at the sword.
After Ji Cha parried for a few moments, the steel sword was entangled in the red tassel. The young prince tried hard to pull the steel sword out of Ji Cha's hand. Ji Cha managed to hold the steel sword with his right hand, but his body was pulled together.
When he reached mid-air, he flicked his left hand, and several cold fronts "swish" and "swish" hit the young prince's face!
The young prince thought he was sure of victory, but how could he have expected that the other party would suddenly launch a cold arrow? At such a short distance, if he continued to hold the spear entangled with the sword in his hand, it would be too late to hide away, so he had to let go of the spear and abandon it.
He exerted force on his legs and feet, and his body suddenly swayed onto the wooden stake next to him.
Click! Click! Click! Three flying knives were nailed to the wooden stake behind where the young prince was just now. Ji Cha was swinging the steel sword, and the tassel on the sword was swinging around in the air with the entire red tassel gun, laughing.
He said: "My young prince, you have lost the weapon in your hand, but you have lost."