Zhang Hongjing said quickly, "The Jie Peng people are protesting the result of the last game. The referee team is still discussing, so the game is temporarily suspended."
"oh?"
Li Xiaofei said casually, "What's the point of protest?"
"What did you say?"
Taoist Priest Sanjue suddenly became a little angry.
He shouted angrily, "What qualifications do you have to say that?"
Li Xiaofei was startled, "Did I say something wrong?"
Sanjue Taoist Master said coldly, "Zhao Guoqiang fought with all his life for this match. Before he was stabbed in the abdomen and fell into coma, his only belief was to win this match and win glory for the country. Maybe for a so-called big shot like you
For me, the outcome of that game this time is meaningless, but for Zhao Guoqiang, it is more important than life. What qualifications do you have to deny his fight?"
Hearing this, Li Xiaofei nodded apologetically and said, "What the Taoist said does make sense. I made a mistake before. However, the matter is not that serious. Old Zhao's injury will recover soon..."
"funny."
Taoist Master Sanjue couldn't bear it any longer, and said, "I admit that at the beginning, seeing that you were young, I was a bit slow to see you clearly, so I was targeted with my words, but your current performance can only
It makes me feel that I am being sarcastic to you. Dean Zhao has just said that Lao Zhao's injury is not optimistic. He will be out of danger after tonight. As a leader, you just violated the regulations and went to the operating room.
That’s all, but now you are still talking nonsense here, you..."
By the end of the speech, Taoist Priest Sanjue was already very serious.
His eyes were red, and he was staring at Li Xiaofei as if he was a violent tiger who wanted to choose someone to fall in love with.
Qi Honglei and others' impression of Taoist Master Sanjue instantly changed, and their eyes when looking at Li Xiaofei were full of doubts and disappointment.
Li Xiaofei frowned slightly.
He was trying to explain something.
Just then, an announcement came over the radio.
The game starts again.
The minor dispute within the venue has been resolved.
In the end, the initial penalty was upheld and the game ended in a draw.
The Jie Peng people's protests had no effect. >
A new game is about to begin.
This time, without waiting for others to ask questions, Taoist Sanjue, who was full of loyalty, stood up directly.
"Leave this battle to me."
He took a deep look at Li Xiaofei and said, "Old Tao goes to war not for you, a weak official, but for Lao Zhao, for the dignity of Daxia martial arts and the glory of Daxia martial arts."
After saying that, he walked directly towards the exit passage.
Zhang Hongjing didn't know what to say for a moment, so she quickly stepped forward and wanted to say a few good words for Taoist Sanjue.
Li Xiaofei turned to look at her and said calmly, "What? In your mind, am I the kind of person who cares about everything?"
…
…
Jie Peng Lounge.
Feiniao took the initiative to ask for help.
The old swordsman Kiba Katazou nodded slightly and said, "Don't be careless."
"Master, please rest assured."
Asuka is very confident in his swordsmanship.
In the entire Sword Sect, his strength is second only to his master and senior brother, and higher than the genius Si Kawashima.
Leave the lounge.
Among the comrades heading to the arena, someone suddenly said, "Here."
The flying birds followed the sound.
But I saw a middle-aged man in work uniform, with a smile on his face, saying, "That old guy Guima, choose you to fight?"
"Uncle Master?"
Asuka was startled.
The middle-aged man in front of him is Takuno Kumagawa, the junior disciple of the old sword master Kiba Katazou, a swordsman genius who was once known as the strongest swordsman on Jeppon Island.
It is said that Takuno Kumagawa had the potential and momentum to surpass Kiba Katazou, and was considered by many to be the future leader of the Kensect.
But I don’t know what happened next. The previous generation of swordsmen-Kima and Takuno
His master, however, handed over the true inheritance of Hiten's sword to Katazō Kiba, turning Takuno Kumagawa from a promising genius into an unknown sword bearer, carrying the sword specifically for Katazō Katazuru.
Within a few years, except for the core figures within the Sword Sect, almost no one in the outside world would remember Takuno Kumagawa, the former genius.
The core aristocratic disciples like Asuka looked down upon Takuno Kumagawa at first, but after being beaten several times, they became much more respectful to this former genius elder in the sect.
"Take this." ??
Takuno Kumagawa took off his sword and handed it over.
"Uncle Master, what is this?"
Asuka was startled.
Takuno Kumagawa said calmly, "It can help you win."
Feiniao hesitated for a moment and said, "Thank you, uncle." He hung the long sword with a dark red scabbard on his waist.
Then he strode towards the ring.
After the previous treatment, the steel bars on the ring were pulled out, the holes made were smoothed, and all the blood on them was washed away.
There is a faint smell of blood lingering in the air flow.
Taoist Master Sanjue stood in the center of the ring.
He had taken off his monk's robe and was wearing a navy blue shorts, which looked a bit like tights, with a soft sword fastened around his waist.
With the long hair tied up, the whole person looks capable and chic, quite a bit like a master.
Asuka walked onto the ring with two swords hanging from his waist.
"I heard that you are known as the three masters of palm skills, light skills and hidden weapons. How about we compare these three today?"
Asuka is very confident in his own strength.
The Holy Land of the Sword Sect focuses on practicing swordsmanship, but the overall school follows the path of ninja. It also has in-depth research on hidden weapons, escape techniques, etc.
Taoist Priest Sanjue sneered disdainfully, "You barbarians, are you worthy of seeing my Daxia magical skills?"
After saying that, he pressed the hilt of the sword at his waist.
Click Cha.
The green soft sword shot out like a bolt of lightning.
Taoist Priest Sanjue stepped on the yin-yang psychedelic step, and instantly turned into an afterimage. He took out his sword and stabbed the flying bird.
Unlike Li Baoguo and Zhao Guoqiang, the rebellious Taoist Master Sanjue never thought of holding back from the beginning.
He wants to kill Jie Peng Gou.
Kill in public.
Only in this way can we be worthy of those brothers and sisters who died in the Jie Peng artillery fire a century ago.
At the end of 1937, China was covered in dust. Master took more than thirty brothers from the Kongtong Sect down the mountain and headed southeast. As Daxia warriors, they rushed to the battlefield to protect their homes and country.
Taoist Master Sanjue, who was only eight years old at the time, and several other young brothers stayed in the Taoist temple.
He once stood under the sycamore tree at the door, watching his master and brothers go away, looking forward to welcoming them back one day.
But the farewell on that day was a farewell forever.
Taoist Priest Sanjue never saw them again, never heard their names again, and didn't know what kind of story happened.
Until thirty years ago, Taoist Sanjue went to Nanjing and saw a dark brown Taoist robe with more than twenty bullet holes in the famous history museum. Suddenly he burst into tears and almost burst into tears.
Passed out in front of that exhibit.
From then on, he returned to Kongtong Mountain, meditated and practiced hard. It took him twenty years to break the barrier of life and death, and his cultivation reached an unprecedented level, and he became the number one figure in the Daxia Zhenwulin.
This time, the reason why Master Sanjue came to the exchange meeting was just to meet these Jie Peng dogs.
His sword will see blood.
He wants to avenge his master and brothers who were drowned by gunfire and dust in that long-gone historical period.
laugh.
The light of the sword is like lightning.
The speed of the Sanjue Taoist's Qinggong is almost like an afterimage, to the point where even a camera cannot capture it.
For a moment, the hair on Fei Niao's hair stood on end.
