Chapter 572 The head is in a different place, the iron spade Bruce
It roared angrily, like a ferocious beast.
There were echoes of anger between the two mountains, spreading far and wide.
The knights in the audience stood up one after another and started shouting and swearing at the treacherous and deceitful Japanese warrior Kibi Shinken.
Although hidden weapons are not allowed in this competition on stage, the means must be clearly stated and entered in the book before taking the stage to ensure that the competition is as fair as possible. Such deliberate "hidden secrets" as the Kibi Sword is indeed despised by people in the world.
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The Kibi Sword succeeded in a sneak attack, and he quickly avoided it, but he was ecstatic! There is also a saying in China that "take advantage of his illness to kill him." The Kibi Sword has always been regarded as a standard, so he acts normally and uses it for everything.
Extremely. At this moment of life and death, success or failure, how can you care about propriety, justice and integrity?
As his mind was spinning, he reached into his clothes again, took out a few "shurikens" from the inner bag, raised his hand and threw them at Xu Shixun. He took them all from the throat, Yintang, heart and other vital places, and wanted to
Kill this "cunning guy" completely.
Although this Japanese "shuriken" is named after a sword, it is actually a dart shaped like a star. It was born out of the meteor darts and cross darts in the martial arts of China. It has four leaves, five leaves, and six leaves. After spinning it casually,
It is very easy to hit the target and is very popular among Japanese warriors. However, it is more expensive to forge. If it is not the decisive moment, Kibi Sword will not be willing to throw it away.
Although Xu Shixun's eyes were in severe pain, his consciousness was not confused. He could hear the strong wind blowing in front of him, but he couldn't care too much. He immediately "twirled around" and fell backward.
Just hearing a few muffled sounds of "Duh duh duh!", it turned out to be a hidden weapon thrown by the Japanese slaves. Xu Shixun was getting angry, but he knew that he was really blind now, so he had to roll on the spot to prevent the despicable thoughts.
The Japanese slaves once again waited for an opportunity to attack.
After dodging like this for a moment, except for a "shuriken" accidentally hit in his left arm, which was pulled out with a wave of his hand, there was no more sound of hidden weapons. Xu Shixun guessed that the Japanese slave's hidden weapon must have been exhausted, and it should be right now
Holding the iron bar sword, he crept forward to look for an opportunity for a sneak attack. He immediately braced himself against the pain and stood up slowly, breathing heavily while listening attentively to the sound of water and wind around him.
As Xu Shixun expected, the Japanese warrior Ji Bei Zhenjian was really shameless. At this time, he even took off his wooden clogs quietly, stepped lightly on the square platform, held the iron sword with both hands, and silently circled with Xu Shixun
.I want to slowly get close to his back and then catch him by surprise.
There were still a lot of curses in the audience. Some people also warned Xu Shixun to be careful, but it didn't help.
Kibi Sword is like a poisonous snake with great patience. It is not in a hurry for success. It just keeps getting closer and closer... Just wait for Xu Shixun to lose his composure and turn his body away. When the empty door opens wide, he will
Sudden onset of trouble.
At this moment, among the knights outside the camp, Zhang Duyou, who was carrying two oil baskets, suddenly stood up and opened one of the oil baskets. Immediately, the aroma filled the air. Some knights were attracted by the aroma and couldn't help teasing: "Sell
You Lang! What are you going to do? Could it be that you want to imitate Zhou Lang and burn Red Cliff?"
When all the knights heard this, they immediately burst into laughter.
Zhang Dayou waved the oil in his hand like a stick, and said with a smile: "I just don't like the behavior of the Japanese slaves, and I want to help my knights from China. It just so happens that not much of the sesame oil was sold today."
While talking, Zhang Dayou had unpacked his bag, took out an open gourd, and placed it on the ground. He immediately put the oil ladle into the oil basket, and immediately picked up a ladle full of sesame oil. Then he raised the oil ladle high, and the dark brown
The translucent flax oil immediately dripped like a thin thread and was poured into the mouth of the gourd without any spillage.
All the knights were dumbfounded, and they all praised him. Yang Chaoxi knew that he must have a plan, and immediately laughed out loud and said: "The way you master the oil is a miraculous skill, but you don't know how to help me, the knights of Middle-earth."
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All the knights had this question in their minds, so they all turned their attention to Zhang Dayou to see how he would take action.
Zhang Zhangyou laughed. After filling the gourd, he took out the cork and put the oil ladle into the oil basket. He only poured in half a spoonful of sesame oil. Then, under the confused eyes of all the knights, his right arm flew into the air.
With a shake, the small half spoonful of sesame oil immediately gathered into a soft ball, drew an eye-catching arc, and shot toward Xu Shixun's face.
"Pfft~"
Although Xu Shixun noticed something was wrong and blocked it with a knife, a lot of sesame oil still bypassed the horizontal knife and landed on his face and body.
Xu Shixun smelled the aroma and felt the smoothness on his cheeks and neck, but he was not angry but happy: "That oil seller! Can you sell me some more of this sesame oil? I am willing to pay ten times the price!"
"It's been prepared for you! A hundred dollars a pound, no kid can be bullied! Catch it!" Zhang Dayou waved his left hand, and the oil gourd did not flip or turn, and flew steadily towards Xu Shixun.
Kibima Sword immediately sensed something bad, and he jumped up with the iron bar sword raised above his head, and was about to cut down the oil gourd. But he heard "Chi! Chi!" after two sharp sounds, his left knee and left foot
All of a sudden, I felt a burst of pain. My body suddenly became unstable, and I fell to the ground with a "bang!" and was left gnawing in the mud.
Among the knights, those with sharp eyes caught a glimpse of Yang Chaoxi, who quietly picked up two stones from under his body when everyone's eyes turned to the oil gourd, raised his hand and fired them out. One hit the Yangling point under his knee, and the other hit the
Then he hit the Qiuxu point on his ankle. As a result, the Japanese warrior stumbled and fell down in embarrassment.
However, Xu Shixun caught the oil gourd and happened to hear the sound of Kibi's real sword falling to the ground and screaming in pain. At that moment, he did not care to pay attention to the details. He pulled out the cork, raised his head, and poured the smooth and slightly thick sesame oil on it.
Rinse your eyes, mouth and nose carefully.
After most of the gourd sesame oil was used up, half of the quicklime had been washed away from the eyes, and the severe pain was no longer as unbearable as before. Tears kept pouring out, and with the intermittent water breeze, I felt extremely cool. My mouth and nose also felt very cool.
There was saliva and tears coming out, and a lot of quicklime was washed out, and the burning sensation was greatly relieved. Although he looked miserable, he was much better than when he was attacked.
His eyelids slowly opened, and everything he could see was chaotic and hazy. Although his eyesight had not yet fully recovered, he could barely see the outline of the Japanese slave's body and movements.
Kibi Shinken had climbed up from the table, rubbing his knees and ankles while cursing and speaking in Japanese that the knights could not understand.
Seeing Xu Shixun rinse his eyes, mouth and nose with sesame oil, and his condition recovered slightly, a feeling of panic and anger suddenly came to his heart, he raised his iron bar sword and attacked Xu Shixun again.
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When Xu Shixun heard the noise, he felt alarmed and threw the oil gourd out. He took a few steps back and held the knife across his chest in a defensive posture.
The Kibi Sword hates the house and crows, and cuts it down with one sword. Immediately, the gourd breaks into pieces, and the oil splashes everywhere. The remaining half of the gourd oil falls on the square platform, and is trampled all over by the Kibi Sword. It is about to be stepped on.
When the ground hit me again, I remembered that I had taken off my wooden clogs and was walking with my feet barefoot. At this time, the soles of my feet were greased and very slippery. When I exerted an unstable force, my calves flew up immediately. Then there was a "boom" and I knelt down straight.
In front of Xu Shixun.
"Puff-wow!" When the heroes in the audience saw this, they burst into laughter.
Xu Shixun hesitated for a moment, then sneered: "Japanese slave! Are you asking for mercy from me and asking for peace? Forget it! If you give in and get off the stage, I will spare you this time! I only hope you will.
Regain your integrity and change your past mistakes..."
"Bago escorts the road——!"
The canthus of Ji Beizhen's sword was cracked, his face was as red as pills, and he jumped up suddenly, as if mad! The iron bar sword was crooked, and then slashed towards Xu Shixun's neck. The narrow eyes were full of bloodthirsty and cruel colors.
Xu Shixun didn't hold back anymore and used the "Moonfall and Stars Sink" move. The sword was raised horizontally, as fast as wind and thunder, but no arc flashed. It was like a dark shadow passing by, and by the time Jibi Zhenjian noticed it, it was already too late.
"Clang~" Without any suspense, the iron bar sword was cut into two pieces by the horizontal sword. One half fell on the square platform, and the other half was still held in the hand of Kibi Sword.
Kibi Sword was stunned for a moment. He never expected that the divine sword known as the "Japanese Blade" in his hand would be so vulnerable! Apart from the shock, he was filled with unspeakable shame and rage, and he immediately felt
Putting on a fearless posture, he straightened up his half-iron sword and roared at Xu Shixun.
"Qiang! Puff!"
Xu Shixun made a horizontal stroke, first knocking half of the iron bar sword away. Then he slashed down, and immediately cut off the right foot of the Kibi Sword. The black and red smelly liquid sprayed all over the ground in an instant. Immediately, the sound of Ji was heard.
The scream of the Bishin Sword, like killing a pig, makes people feel both heart palpitated and disgusted.
Xu Shixun stood up and returned his sword. He saw that there was no trace of blood on the surface of the sword. He couldn't help but nodded slightly. Then he glanced at the Kibi Sword who was rolling with his legs crossed, and said coldly: "Japanese slave! I will kill you."
One foot, let you have a better memory! Never act with a dirty mind in the future! Get off the stage quickly, if you can save it, you can still save your right leg."
Seeing this, Zen Master Lingzhen, who was under the Yuanmen Gate, had already led seven or eight monks across the plank road and stood beside the square platform. However, he was prepared to prevent Xu Shixun from killing all the monks once the Jibi Zhenjian surrendered, violating the original intention of competing on the stage.
Moreover, although Japan is a small country, it is an ally of the Sheng Dynasty after all. If he rashly kills the younger brother of the envoy sent to the Tang Dynasty, I am afraid that the court will not do it, and it will have to spend a lot of money.
However, after a cry of pain, Kibi Shinken suddenly rose from the ground, and with the help of his left leg, he rushed towards Xu Shixun like a mad dog: "Baga~~! I will burn with you!!"
Xu Shixun saw clearly that while the Kibi Sword was rolling on the ground, he picked up the front half of the iron bar sword, used it as a dagger, and stabbed Xu Shixun in the chest.
"Japanese slaves are like dogs! They don't know whether to live or die!"
A flash of determination flashed across Xu Shixun's eyes, and he no longer had any intention of persuading people to do good. He quickly retreated two feet, and the horizontal knife in his hand was wiped out!
"puff--"
Kibi Maken felt his body light up, and the Japanese language in his mouth suddenly became mute. The mountains and rivers in his field of vision were turned upside down, the world turned upside down, the heroes, the gate, the Changxuan, and the four square platforms all became chaotic. An indescribable pain filled his consciousness.
, the skylight quickly dimmed, and finally turned into eternal darkness...
In full view of everyone, the body and head of Kibi's sword were separated. Black and red blood spurted out from the cavity more than ten feet high, and spread into a smelly red rain, covering Xu Shixun's head and face.
The head that was speechless and still couldn't finish the words had its eyes as wide as a bull's eye, as if it could not believe that it had lost its life in a foreign country. The head threw an arc and fell back to the Sifang Terrace.
It jumped up and down, then rolled down to the side. Finally, with a "dong" sound, it fell into the rippling green water of Yishui and disappeared immediately.
Several short Japanese warriors jumped out from the group of knights, shouting in Japanese that no one could understand, and rushed to the square platform. However, Yingwu army guards blocked the way, but they could not break through. Until the head of Kibi's real sword was
After being beheaded, these Japanese warriors could only beat their chests and stamp their feet under the camp gate, furious, but there was nothing they could do.
When the knights saw this, they all exclaimed to relieve their anger. They all said that Xu Shixun's action of tying down the Japanese slaves not only boosted the morale of China, but also greatly pleased the hearts of the people!
Zen Master Lingzhen's face remained as usual, he stepped onto the square platform with blood stains, walked to the side of Xu Shixun, then turned around and shouted loudly to the heroes: "Amitabha! The sword has no eyes, death and injury are inevitable! The soul of the hero Ji Bei returned to the paradise, who knows it is not
Liberation? In this competition, Xu Shixun and Colonel Xu won!"
When the heroes heard this, they burst into cheers.
Seeing that what had happened, several Japanese warriors did not dare to offend the public again. They just walked quickly onto the stage, buried the body of Kibi Sword, and then ran off the stage in dejection.
After the two competitions, the process became much smoother.
Before Zen Master Lingzhen could speak, the two knights who had picked the "three" number had already walked out of the crowd and handed the arrows in their hands to the heroic guards for inspection.
Both of them are men. One is wearing brown linen clothes and wearing straw shoes. He has a sallow face and a simple and honest smile. Although he is a Han citizen, he is only of average height. He is also wearing a sunshade hat on his head and is leaning on a wooden handle in his right hand.
Iron shovel. If no one knew his evil name, he would have been a farmer who wandered into this place.
The other person is nearly nine feet tall and as strong as an ox. His bronze chest and back are covered only by a few pieces of randomly patchwork animal skins. He wears a horn crown on his head and animal skin boots. He looks like a wild man.
In an unmelted state, he was holding two polished and curved horse ribs in his hand, with holes punched in the slightly thicker end, and each was tied with a leather rope like a caltrop-like stone.
When the farmer saw the monk from Xiangshan Temple asking questions as usual, he immediately showed a kind smile: "My name is Guo Sheng. I am the second head of the Luoxi Iron Gang. I usually do the most farm work. This iron hammer is the most handy, so it is mine.
Weapon."
After Guo Sheng finished speaking, the Yingwu army guards refused to rest. Two people came up immediately and groped him all over. After confirming that there was no quicklime, ecstasy or the like, they let him go up to the Sifang platform.
Although the man in animal skin was tall and powerful, he did not have any unruly spirit. He lowered his head to look at the monks of Xiangshan Temple, and said in a loud voice, "I am Usu Kemeng, the first warrior of the Blackwater Mojie Tribe. My weapon should be called in Chinese."
'Bru' means 'throwing'. I don't have a nickname, but people in the tribe call me 'brown bear' behind my back."
Wu Su Kemeng spoke Chinese fluently and his attitude was kind. However, when the Yingwu army guards saw that his muscles were bulging like rocks, they couldn't help but look at each other. They wanted to step forward for a personal inspection, but their eyes were full of caution.
Wusu Kemeng Niu rolled his eyes and could tell what they were thinking. He then peeled off the animal skin carelessly and stripped his upper body, leaving only a short animal skin robe on his lower body. He raised his chin slightly and patted his chest and belly.
To show that he disdains such despicable tricks.
When the Yingwu army guards saw this, they immediately nodded in approval, opened the entrance and watched him go up the plank road.
Usukmeng and Guo Sheng stood facing each other, and immediately clasped their fists and saluted in a formal manner: "Hero Guo! Our Heishui Mohe tribe has always been good at martial arts. We can use horns, bows, horses, and weapons, but we can only fight against evenly matched opponents.
Let's fight each other. Unless I, Wu Suke, was scorned by words, I'm afraid that with your weak body, you can't stop me from hitting you ten times."
Guo Sheng changed his loyal and kind demeanor, his eyes were sharp, and he smiled politely and said: "Why would you say such big words before you take action? There are many capable people and strangers in China, and the so-called 'evenly matched' does not depend on their size. On the matter. If you are really powerful, even if you die at your hands, I will never complain. I, the evil "Iron Gang", will definitely not come after you."
Hearing this, Wu Sukmeng laughed and said, "If that's the case, I'll be relieved. My 'Bulu' can both attack and throw from a distance. I'll make my move later. Guo Yingxiong must be careful. Hehe!"
When Guo Sheng saw that this man was acting openly, he immediately clasped his fists and smiled: "I know, I know! How about we start fighting now? Don't keep the people below waiting impatiently."
As soon as he finished speaking, Guo Sheng shouted, the hammer in his hand immediately jumped up, and the pole was suddenly sent out, which was the direct move of Zhonggong. The hammer head was sharp and the wings were wide, and it immediately covered Wu Sukmeng's lower abdomen. If there was a blow, If pounded, it will inevitably be disembowelled.
"Well done!"
Usukmeng grinned widely, but he was not in a hurry. The two "brus" clicked together, stopped in front of him, just caught the hammer head, and immediately pushed it back.
Guo Sheng only felt a huge force flowing through the handle of the hammer and rushing towards his arms. Immediately, his whole body became light and his feet were already off the ground. Then he "kick, kick, kick" and took several steps back before he could stabilize his body. Knowing that the physical strength of the person in front of me was extraordinary, far beyond that of ordinary people, I finally put away my contempt in my heart. When I used the move again, it was already a steady and steady move, both offensive and defensive.
Wu Sukmeng grinned again, and his body as strong as an ox jumped up instantly, without appearing bulky at all, and pressed straight towards Guo Sheng. A pair of curved and huge "Bulu", caught in the roaring wind, moved impartially. , hit on the head!
Guo Sheng hugged the iron hammer, united his waist and horse, concentrated all his strength on the hammer head, and rushed towards "Bulu". However, "Buru" was made from the ribs of the horse, and he did not know what secret method was applied to it, but he was not afraid. It was so sharp that it hit the hoe right on the head.
"Bang!!"
Guo Sheng's arms shook violently, and his shoulders, elbows, and wrists all felt extremely sore, as if he had received a huge boulder. But when Wu Sukmeng's feet settled down, the square platform trembled, and the ground was faintly shaken. Feel.
Guo Sheng was shocked and immediately understood that this person was absolutely invincible. If he wanted to win, he had to be quick and slow and plan slowly.
Without hesitation, he dragged the iron shovel, took a few steps back, and began to walk around Wusukmeng.
Wusu Kemeng was neither arrogant nor impetuous. The two "Bulu" swung around alternately, constantly changing their positions, and seemed to be looking for the best angle to attack.
The two of them were like two extremely patient hunters, both intently examining the prey opposite them.
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