Qi Yaoling came very quickly and brought the knife in less than a quarter of an hour.
And this quarter of an hour was enough for the onlookers to call their friends and gather quickly, including Yan Baiwei who was eating outside. Some people rushed to report the news: "Prince Yan! The madman with the knife blocked President Tang and asked him to
Knife competition!"
Yan Baiwei stood up immediately: "Where is it?"
“Donglang Street! Xu’s Hot Pot Restaurant!”
Before he could finish his sentence, Yan Baiwei had already jumped out of the window and no one was there.
Several scholars looked at each other, and it was only then that they had a clear understanding of his both literary and military talents.
Then these scholars also went downstairs one after another to watch the excitement.
When Yan Baiwei rushed in, Qi Yaoling hadn't come yet. Seeing his anxious face, everyone couldn't help but look at each other.
Mr. Tang was born in a gangster and was an absolute professional at pretending. At this time, every strand of his hair must be handsome... He drank tea slowly without even looking at him.
Yan Baiwei saw that Hua Shenglin, Xu Tianlu and even Fan Taozhu were there, so he felt relieved and glanced at Liu Xiangwen.
Compared to Mr. Tang, who is calm and composed, Liu Xiangwen, known as a knife madman, looks like a brave man.
But looking at the fact that he was still wearing a singlet in such a cold weather, the whole look in his eyes, and the shape of his exposed muscles, you knew that this man must be very strong and his knife skills were definitely good.
At this moment, Qi Yaoling also jumped in, holding a giant sword and offering it with both hands.
Tang Shijin stood up, handed the tea cup to Hua Shenglin at the side, then stepped forward and pulled out the giant knife.
With a "swish" sound, the onlookers all exclaimed, took a step back, and subconsciously held their breath.
As a result, the old scream that followed became extremely clear: "Qingtian Pori-sword! Qingtian-Posori Knife!!!"
Everyone was stunned and all looked at the knife.
Even the sword madman Liu Xiangwen was a little surprised and looked at her: "Is this the Qingtian Sun-breaking Sword?"
Tang Shijin said calmly: "What kind of knife do you care about me? I sharpen it like a girl, do you want to hit it?"
This was a reply to what he had just said, and everyone burst into laughter.
Liu Xiangwen roared and drew his sword and pounced on him.
Knives are not as elegant as swords. Liu Xiangwen may not be smart enough, but he is extremely brave. He dances with a sword with great force and impressive momentum.
So everyone screamed and backed away as hard as they could. The open space in the middle became bigger and bigger, and finally almost the entire street was empty, surrounded only on both ends.
Only when they felt it was big enough and safe did everyone return their attention to the field.
Tang Shijin's speed was so fast that only an afterimage could be seen. It seemed that in front of Liu Xiangwen, there was only a light red giant sword, which was like splitting the sky and breaking the sun. And her figure was so light that everyone could only see her embroidered sleeves and colors.
Beautiful, just like two flowers flying around the sword.
The whole audience watched with bated breath. Someone blurted out and praised: "The flying flowers on the knife are so wonderful!"
As a result, before he finished speaking, he heard a crisp voice scolding: "You are a flower! Do you have eyes for breathing?"
Following these words, Tang Shijin fell down. In the eyes of everyone, it was as if there was an extra person in the field. He held up his giant sword and glared at that person.
The man was also a skinner, and immediately said: "The young man is wrong. The sword is not a flower, and the flower is not a knife. A cunning rabbit rises, and a divine falcon falls. It rises like thunder and then withdraws its wrath, and falls like the clear light of the river and sea."
Tang Shijin: "..."
She was so angry that she didn't create a fight just to be known as "beautiful"!!
The strength of her sword changed.
Face to face confrontation, bravery against bravery, momentum against momentum.
Originally, the previous style of fighting did make Liu Xiangwen "fierce" and Tang Shijin "beautiful", but after such a change, because Liu Xiangwen was tall, strong and powerful, she was forcing him to step back like chopping melons and vegetables, shouting.
The small scream makes her even more brave and amazing.
Although Tang Shijin often carries a giant sword on her back when she comes out, everyone really didn't expect her sword skills to be so good.
Yan Baiwei frowned deeply, stared at the sword force closely, weighed her intentions, and said in a deep voice: "It is clear that the phoenix and the flying dragon are dancing, why is the delicate flower so weak?"
That person didn't dare to talk anymore, knowing that he probably didn't like hearing what he said before.
Tang Shijin ignored him and pressed forward step by step. The two of them kept moving forward, and the onlookers could only retreat step by step.
Liu Xiangwen was very good at swordsmanship and had great strength. He had never been forced to do this before. He felt like he was desperately trying to stretch out, but couldn't. Liu Xiangwen was so frustrated that he let out a loud roar and fought to get hurt.
, swung the sword horizontally.
A young lady was squeezed beside the carriage, unable to retreat. She was trembling with fright at his roar, and the next moment, the knife was in front of her eyes.
The little lady screamed in fright, turned away suddenly, and closed her eyes. Everyone also exclaimed.
Almost at the same time, Tang Shijin chopped Liu Xiangwen's sword in half.
Then he used the sword to stand on the ground, turned over and kicked out alternately, kicking Liu Xiangwen several feet away.
Then she took a step forward and said calmly: "Don't be afraid, it's okay."
The situation just now was too thrilling, and everyone couldn't help but exclaim...and then, slowly, slowly stopped.
Then, the previous situation came back to my mind like rumination.
The knife was about to hit the little lady next to him.
Tang Shijin jumped up and raised his sword, and cut his sword in half.
Then he took advantage of the situation and kicked Liu Xiangfei away with his sword and two legs.
Then?
Everyone looked towards the field together.
Tang Shijin held the giant sword flat with one hand, and held it behind his back with the other hand clenched into a fist. His face was smiling, his features were picturesque, and his whole body had a humble demeanor, just like an immortal banished under the moon... How could he look like he had just had a fight?
Looking at the giant sword again, it was a light red giant sword full of evil spirit. At this time, there was a small beaded flower on the tip of the sword, just holding it next to the young lady... This contrast is simply amazing!
What is chivalrous tenderness!
What is Bailiantangzhizhirou!
Then everyone screamed again.
Most of the people who scream are women, who are excited and envious. It is commonly known as the cry of a nymphomaniac. See the screams of ladies in the boudoir when the number one scholar is parading through the streets.
The young lady gradually came back to her senses, turned around slowly, and saw the pearl flowers. It took her a while to come back to her senses, her face turned red with embarrassment, and she took the pearl flowers: "Thank you, Tang Xiaolang."
It's just talk.
But it fell right into Tang Shijin's heart, and she gave herself an angry 888 likes in her heart, feeling that her awesome performance today could definitely be ranked among the best in her two lifetimes!
Everyone burst into good-natured laughter.
Then someone said: "What a pity! Lang Feilang!"
Another person said: "Are you Tang Xiaoniang or Tang Xiaolang?"
Qi Yaoling held the scabbard and walked over quickly. Tang Shijin casually returned the knife to the scabbard and said half-jokingly: "Of course I am a man! Can't you tell by looking at my clothes?"
Someone said: "Then why did you get married in Maozhou?"
At this time, the atmosphere was just right, so it was hard not to answer. Tang Shijin smiled nonchalantly and said: "Maybe he is a broken sleeve!"
The crowd roared again.
Someone shouted: "Prince Yan, are you a Duanxiu man?"
Yan Baiwei looked at Tang Shijin walking over quietly: "That's what you say."
"Ahhh!" Everyone was so excited.
Tang Shijin ignored him and left directly.
Until Tang Shijin had left for a long time, everyone's faces were still red with excitement and they did not want to leave for a long time.