Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

Brother, I understand. Don't worry, I will do my best! Ding Dian has always been sincere. After hearing Murong Fu's words, his momentum suddenly rose, and he pulled out his sword and stabbed out.

Zhong Zhen originally wanted to trick Ding Dian into favoring him and weaken his fighting spirit.

Unexpectedly, Ding Dian would become more proactive because of Murong Fu's words, and even the previous nervousness would disappear.

I cursed in my heart, Damn it!

He raised his sword to meet him and used Songshan's sword technique of getting to the point.

This man's sword skills were the fastest. With a tremor of cold light, the sword light had already pierced Ding Dian's throat.

Ding Dian's wrist trembled, the tip of the sword was lowered, and his swordsmanship was flowing, light and natural.

The two swords collided and made a ding-ding sound.

There are a total of 17 methods of Songshan swordsmanship. They are powerful and powerful, like spears and halberds, stretching across thousands of miles, like thousands of troops marching.

Each move is very powerful.

Zhong Zhen jumped up with his sword in hand. Zhong Zhen touched the hilt of the sword with his fingers, and the sword's edge was like lightning. It suddenly thrust out with a flash of cold light, hitting the three fatal places between Ding Dian's eyebrows, the hollow of his chest, and his dantian.

Ding Dian saw that Zhong Zhen was going from top to bottom, and he was not afraid to criticize him severely. He said in his mouth: I have already set up the boat, and I will wait for the autumn wind to catch it.

He took a half step back with his right leg, turned his body, flipped his hand, and struck back with his sword.

No, this move is from the Jade Dragon from Beyond the Sky, it's powerful and heavy. Zhong Zhen deliberately lured Ding Dian back, hoping to shatter his arm. Wang Yuyan said.

Cousin, don't worry, Ding Dian will be fine. Murong Fu smiled and didn't care at all. Ding Dian had a spiritual guide in his body, as long as he didn't get stabbed between the eyebrows and messed up his brain.

Zhong Zhen was extremely proud to see that Ding Dian had really fallen into the trap.

Young people, really still young people, have too little experience in fighting enemies!

Then he used all his internal energy and injected it into his right hand to kill him with a sword.

Ding Dian felt that the opponent's sword was different and subconsciously activated all his energy.

Immediately, the weapons clashed, and there was a loud clang sound.

The expressions of the two suddenly changed. Zhong Zhen felt a huge force coming from him, and there was a click in his heart.

The wrist bone of his right arm was shattered by the force.

Watching Ding Dian's long sword fall to the ground again, he still looked indifferent and just said in admiration: Good swordsmanship.

Zhong Zhen looked ugly, his wrist bones were broken and he was unable to fight anymore.

Subconsciously he looked at Zuo Lengchan, who immediately understood:

Everyone, the result of this battle is already obvious. This little brother's sword is knocked off by my junior brother, so he loses.

Bao BuTong said loudly: Fuck you, it's not like you can't fight if you drop the sword. How can you lose?

The two of them competed with swords. Naturally, if the sword falls, you will lose. Zuo Lengchan said, looking at everyone present: Do you think what I said makes sense?

Everyone present looked around and shook their heads:

It doesn't make sense. The outcome of the competition is determined by points. In the eyes of the master, everything in the world can be turned into a sword.

This is absolutely ridiculous!

We all think Brother Bao San is right, let's continue the competition!

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Zuo Lengchan's old face stiffened. He didn't expect these martial arts comrades in the south to be so disrespectful.

He frowned and was about to make another sophistry.

Zhong Zhen rolled his eyes, walked up to Ding Dian and said, Little brother, today, you and I feel like old friends at the first sight. Why should we decide who will win or lose? Why don't we just make peace?

A draw? Does that mean a draw? Ding Dian asked happily.

That's right, what do you think, little friend? Zhong Zhen said with a pretentious smile.

This... Ding Dian looked at Murong Fu, wanting to hear what he meant.

Murong Fu said calmly: You haven't practiced boxing or kicking before, so a draw would be considered a good thing.

Okay, brother, I understand. Ding Dian replied happily, turned to Zhong Zhen and said, I am willing to make peace.

When Zhong Zhen heard the conversation between the two, his face turned livid.

You...you don't know how to use fists and kicks?

Yes, master only taught me swordsmanship, and he hasn't had time to teach me other skills yet. Ding Dian said truthfully.

Zhong Zhen's face suddenly became extremely ugly: Then why are you so strong?

Ding Dian laughed naively and lied: I was born this way.

Zhong Zhen had no choice but to look at Zuo Lengchan again. The latter's mind changed and he wanted to speak again.

If the fight doesn't go down, let's continue the competition. Bao BuTong shouted and blocked Zuo Lengchan's mouth.

Haha, that's fine. A draw in the first battle won't hurt the friendship. Murong Fu raised the corner of his mouth slightly and spoke to decide the outcome of this battle.

Before Zuo Lengchan could say anything, he was blocked back. He glanced around and knew that today was not a popular day.

There was no more nonsense, and he said cheerfully: Okay, if it's a draw, we'll play the next game.

Murong Fu nodded, looked at the people around him and said, Which one of you is going?

I, I'll go. Bao BuTong said before Deng Baichuan.

Deng Baichuan couldn't help but said: You can go wherever you want, just wait in line.

What do you mean? Bao BuTong asked confused.

It's okay, I'm the eldest brother and I'll go first. Deng Baichuan shook his head.

Gong Yeqian echoed: That's right, you line up, big brother, how about I do the final slap?

Are you coming? Deng Baichuan looked at Murong Fu, who nodded and said, Okay.

Deng Baichuan said helplessly: Okay, remember to be ruthless, otherwise, cats and dogs will come to trouble you in the future.

Don't worry. Gong Yeqian glanced at Songshan Thirteen Taibao with a smile and walked straight to the field.

I'm Gong Yeqian. I'm honored to be the contestant for this second competition. Who will be the contestants?

Zuo Lengchan said: Fei Bin, go ahead.

Fei Bin, the hand of Da Songyang.

Gongye Qian straightened his sleeves and asked the Huang Shan man who came out.

Fei Bin snorted coldly: That's right.

Haha, just in time, you can be considered cooperative and let me, the second one in Jiangnan, take action. Gong Yeqian walked up to Fei Bin and said calmly.

You? Second in Jiangnan? Fei Bin said disdainfully.

Gong Yeqian opened his eyes and said in surprise: You don't believe it?

You can't believe it! Fei Bin snorted coldly, and Yun Jin raised his hand and slapped him.

Seeing this, Gong Yeqian slapped a palm lightly, and he was shocked in the middle of the palm.

Fei Bin was stunned, and immediately attacked with several palms. When he hit the fourth palm, he suddenly felt a slight numbness in his right arm when he closed his palms. His internal energy was not flowing smoothly. He couldn't help but be shocked. He secretly thought that Gongye Gan's palm power was so deep. .

I know in my heart that if I continue to fight based on my internal strength alone, I will be at a disadvantage.

With a loud shout, his left palm rushed forward swiftly and unparalleled, and the two palms met with a clapping sound.

Then he hit Gong Yeqian's head with his right palm.

Gong Yeqian immediately took two steps back, turned around suddenly, raised his left hand vigorously, and slapped Fei Bin hard with his right palm.

Fei Bin frowned and didn't dare to fight.

The hand changes from attack to defense, and he slaps Gong Yeqian's right hand.

Gong Yeqian smiled coldly and suddenly launched a sudden attack, which forced Fei Bin to defend himself.

Seeing this, everyone was greatly impressed by Gong Yeqian and cheered.

Seeing that Fei Bin's defeat was certain.

Unexpectedly, Fei Bin took half a step back, drew out the sword from his back, and slashed at Gong Yeqian.

With a flash of cold light, everyone knew something was wrong.