There was a reversal on the stage and an uproar in the audience.
Zhou Xun walked back quickly and had already reached the edge of the square platform. As soon as he stepped on the plank with his left foot, he heard a "pop" sound behind him, like the sound of a bone-chopping knife hitting bones, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look.
But they saw Changsun Hengye and Dahuan Shoudao fall on the stage together. A thin line of blood ran along half of his forehead and flowed diagonally into the temples, turning into the most ironic color under the sun. In the center under Changxuan
As for Yuan Zai, who was sitting there, he couldn't help but twitch his face slightly. In his heart, he had already put a big red cross on this little Zhonglang General who had not achieved much.
There were sneers or jeers in the audience, all of which reminded Zhou Xun that the outcome had changed. Thinking that the one hundred and twenty-five taels of silver he had exchanged for fourteen knives might be in vain, Zhou Xun's heart suddenly surged.
Unspeakable anger.
So he immediately dragged the steel fork, turned back, and stopped in front of Changsun Hengye, who was already unconscious. He looked at the arrogant face just now, with his eyes closed, the corner of his mouth slightly tilted, and his forehead swollen.
, I didn’t know whether he was dead or alive. I was so angry that I couldn’t help but want to raise my fork and send him on his way.
"Vice Lieutenant Zhou! Now that you have surrendered, do you want to regret it now?"
Zen Master Lingzhen's calm and slightly majestic voice sounded, and the murderous intention that arose in Zhou Xun's heart quickly receded like a tide.
In order to avoid the suspicion of Li Xia in the melon field, Zhou Xun did not dare to touch Changsun Hengye's body again. He followed his advice and went down to the Sifang Terrace. He bowed his fist to Zen Master Lingzhen and then returned to the Xuanyu Guard.
At this time, there were already five or six soldiers of Shaanzhou Shence Army. They jumped onto the square platform and lifted Changsun Hengye up with all their hands and feet. He also raised his majestic big ring sword, and then withdrew silently.
At this point in the "Shendu Martial Arts Conference", it is truly unprecedented for a winner to retreat in such embarrassment as Changsun Hengye.
Zen Master Lingzhen announced the winner with a slight embarrassment. Then the conversation changed and he began to urge the next pair of knights to take the stage.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a man wearing a hat and a long-sleeved robe striding out. Holding a feather arrow high in his left hand and a thick mallet in his right hand, he walked up to the heroic guard and dropped it.
Xia Yujian said:
"A certain person is Jin Zhiwen, the prince of the Silla Kingdom of the Tang Dynasty. On the orders of his father, he traveled to the Middle Earth and visited the masters and hermits to practice the art of ascending to immortality. I heard that a martial arts conference was held in Luoyang, the capital of the gods! I came here to see who the knights of the Middle Earth are.
Which one is good and which is bad? It’s good to learn from each other’s strong points and use them as a mirror to learn from others!”
Although his words were slightly humble, looking at the attitude of Prince Jin Zhiwen of Silla, he was extremely arrogant and arrogant.
This heroic soldier had been on duty in the imperial capital Chang'an for a long time. He was a nobleman and envoys from various countries had seen him many times. Naturally, they did not take this Prince of Silla seriously.
Looking at his slightly shabby appearance, he must have been born to an unfavored princess of King Jin Ganyun of Silla. Seeing that there was no hope of succeeding to the throne, he simply came to China to try his luck in the name of Prince of Silla. If
If you can meet a saint and be given an official position, even if you die here, it will be a smooth road...
The Yingwu army guard naturally knew some diplomatic etiquette, and he did not lose face in vain. He just said lightly: "What kind of weapon does your Majesty use? Do you have any concealed weapons with you? Please tell the truth, in case of search and inspection."
"
Jin Zhiwen, the prince of Silla, saw that all his efforts were ineffective, as if he had punched in the air, and his face was filled with aggrievedness. He could only raise the mallet in his hand angrily, and said: "The weapon of a certain person is mine."
The 'Demon-Conquering Pestle' created by our ancestors! Conquer evil spirits, eliminate the evil atmosphere, and have no disadvantages!
According to old legend, my ancestor met Xi Shi by chance by the Huansha River, and saw him beating the gauze with an anvil and pestle, which was powerful and rhythmic, which was in line with martial arts. Fish swimming in the stream, water ghosts, peregrine falcons, and flying geese all fled away.
Therefore, the saying "Sinking fish and falling wild goose" came into being.
My ancestor saw this vision and suddenly realized something, so he used ten taels of silver collar to buy back the anvil and pestle in Xi Shi's hand. Then he practiced a set of pestle techniques that shocked the world and made the ghosts and gods cry! This is what I have in my hand.
The 'Demon-Conquering Pestle'..."
"Hahaha! Piecing it all together, moving it here and there, borrowing it here and there, it's all nonsense!"
"When did Xishi, a Yue girl, become a Korean?"
"How dare you call a mallet used for pounding and training to 'conquer demons'?"
"Hahahaha... I can't do it anymore, I can't do it anymore, my stomach hurts from laughing!"
"..."
Before Prince Jin Zhiwen of Silla finished speaking, Yang Chaoxi and others sitting cross-legged in the front row were already laughing.
Some of the knights in the back couldn't hear clearly, and they hurriedly asked questions to the front row. After a few breaths, all the knights understood the strong words and arrogance of the Silla prince, and they couldn't help but sneer at him.
Zen Master Lingzhen also couldn't help laughing. However, it was not appropriate to take pleasure in the misfortune of the neighboring countries of the vassal state. He immediately waved his hand and dismissed the heroic guard, clasped his hands and said with a smile:
"Amitabha Buddha! The old residence of Jilin is also the place where the Buddha's light shines. The fact that you have traveled thousands of miles here shows that your heart is sincere and your determination is strong. I pray that everything goes as you wish!"
After hearing this, Prince Jin Zhiwen of Silla's originally flushed face turned slightly pale. Immediately his eyes were full of gratitude, he clasped his hands together and returned a salute to Zen Master Lingzhen. He hurriedly put aside the sarcastic voice behind him and ran around as if running away.
On stage.
The laughter of the knights gradually subsided, and then they saw a man carrying a big baggage. He separated them with some difficulty and came to the gate of the camp.
Most of the heroes recognized this person as Yu Zhile, who won a seat in Yueyi Tower with his bare hands during the "Seat Battle".
When he went on stage to fight in a melee, Yu Zhile managed to survive to the end with only a pair of fleshy palms. The heroes were deeply impressed by this. But they didn't know whether he wanted to fight to the end with his bare hands? Or use other weapons to face the enemy? More
I wonder what the mystery behind his eye-catching big baggage is?
Yu Zhile unloaded his burden and felt relieved. Then he handed over the feather arrow in his hand, clasped his fists to the Yingwu soldiers and the Xiangshan Temple monks and said:
"Xiao Ke's surname is Yu, and his name is Zhile. He is just a helper in Yueyi Tower. All his fists and kicks were learned from the nursing home at home. They are all miscellaneous and difficult to be refined, and there is no inheritance from a master. In terms of martial arts, he is only one
You can still use the 'Splitting Cloud and Chasing Wind Palm' to take a look... I don't know anything about hidden weapons. As for weapons, I can count them all and have learned a lot.
I wonder if Zen Master will allow me to take this baggage with me? When Xiao Ke is facing an enemy, I promise to use only one thing at a time. If I run out of weapons and still cannot win, I should be willing to admit defeat."
While he was talking, Yu Zhile had already opened the big baggage, and immediately he heard a "dinging, clanging, clanging" sound. Everyone looked at it intently, and everyone gasped, and almost dropped their eyes to the ground——
But I saw a pile of knives, guns, spears, halberds, axes, hammers, hooks, and rake heads criss-crossed on the thick coarse cloth. I dare not say that there are a hundred soldiers, but a rough calculation shows that there are more than ten.
So many.
There are several sections of bamboo and wooden trestles in the middle, with iron hoops installed on both sides. Each section is exactly two feet long with hoops. The iron hoops have organic buckles and locks, but it is unknown what their purpose is.
Although Zen Master Lingzhen was frightened, he still had a kind look on his face: "But I don't know how Shaoxia Yu uses these weapons?"
Yu Zhile knew that Zen Master Lingzhen asked this question, and actually asked him to give a demonstration to clear up the confusion in the hearts of the heroes. He did not hesitate at the moment, and picked out three pieces of bamboo and wood, connected the iron hoops, and tightened them, one six feet long.
The rods are assembled in an instant.
Yu Zhile kept moving his hands, picked up a spear tip, and clicked it on the end of the long pole. Suddenly, a bright spear fell into everyone's eyes!
Although this spear is assembled together, it is as upright as a sword and as straight as a bamboo. It looks awe-inspiring, and it can be regarded as a sharp-edged weapon. Among the knights, there are also people with good intentions, and they start to make noises. You know
Let's perform a set of marksmanship to open everyone's eyes.
Yu Zhile had no intention of showing off. But when he saw Zen Master Lingzhen nodding his head, he had no choice but to shake out a few spears. Immediately, he swung the spear, swept it, put it on his body, and hung it up, all in a strict and orderly manner. There was nothing outstanding about it, but it was also
The heroes praised him for being rewarded one after another.
While Yu Zhile was practicing, Zen Master Lingzhen summoned Zhike Monk and reported the situation to Prime Minister Yuan Zai, leaving it to him to make a decision.
Although Yuan Zai was domineering in the court, he also understood the principle that "it is difficult to achieve what you want". At that moment, he looked around and discussed Yu Zhile's invitation with Shu Yao, the king of Xiping County, Yin Xiaojing of Henan and others. Briefly describe it.
After discussion, the transfer was decided: Yu Zhile was allowed to take the stage with the "baggage of hundreds of soldiers".
Zen Master Lingzhen got the approval, and immediately brought out the "Ten Directions Sanskrit Sound Technique" and said to Yu Zhile and everyone: "How good! Jing Yuanxiang, the Prince of Xiping County, Henan Yin, and the leaders of various sects and sects jointly decided that Yu Shaoxia was involved in it
He has extensive knowledge and is familiar with all kinds of weapons, so he is allowed to take the stage with all kinds of weapons to show off his skills. In the future, there will still be knights who are good at many kinds of weapons, and they will all be like this!"
With just one word, everyone was happy.
Yu Zhile was even more elated. He was about to dismantle the spear and put it into the silk cloth bundle. He immediately stepped onto the plank road, his steps were brisk, and he soon stood opposite Jin Zhiwen, the prince of Silla. He said with a smile: "Xiao Ke, he has everything covered," Yu Zhile said.
Le, I’m here to learn from you your great skills!”
Jin Zhiwen had just failed to show off, but was ridiculed by the crowd. He had already suppressed his anger. At this time, he looked at the opposite side and naturally had a bad look on his face: "You are an idiot! There are so many bells and whistles! If you fall into my hands today, I will teach you how to do it."
You know what the national prestige of Silla is!"
Before he finished speaking, the so-called "Devil-Conquering Pestle" was raised high, aimed at Yu Zhile's left ear, and hit it with a stick!
This anvil-like "Demon Pestle" is actually more than three feet long, and the end is very much like a mallet used for tamping in China. It is probably made of birch wood, and it has an amazing sound when it is swung, and it is quite powerful and heavy.
the meaning of.
Yu Zhile heard the whistling sound, but he could only unpack the baggage. He picked up a piece of bamboo and wood and moved it to his side with a rake head.
"Pfft~~~"
The mallet was swung on the bamboo trestle, and it immediately made a crisp sound. Because it was close to his ears, Yu Zhile felt deafened and deafened, and then an uncomfortable buzzing sound came from the ear holes, and he couldn't help but stimulate his spirit.
A shiver.
The tiger's mouth of his left hand holding the bamboo stick was also cracked open by the shock. Yu Zhile was secretly shocked: This prince of Silla has so much brute force! No wonder he dares to come to the Middle-earth arena to challenge, he really has some abilities...
…
In the blink of an eye, he dwarfed his body and did a "lazy donkey roll", then moved out of the way, holding the bamboo and wooden rake in his hand and the rake head was integrated into one. He used defense instead of attack, and took several powerful attacks from Jin Zhiwen.
Finally got the rake pole together.
In an instant, a majestic nine-foot rake suddenly appeared in front of the heroes!
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