Chapter 612 Heroes fight for arrows, five tigers break their souls
After everyone exchanged greetings, they all returned to their places.
The heroes who gathered around to watch the excitement gradually dispersed and turned their attention to the Sifang Platform, eagerly awaiting the first game of the day.
Guo Ziyi stood on his horse and returned the greetings to everyone who was leaving with fists in his hands. After seeing everyone off, he turned around and saw that soldiers had found an open and flat space at the foot of Yiquedong Mountain (Xiangshan Mountain).
The soldiers were very skillful in wielding axes and shovels. They first cut down the small trees that were in the way, and shoveled the weeds and rocks on the ground into a flat surface. The soldiers also specially chopped down many thick branches, removed the twigs and leaves, and then peeled them off. It was made into a sharp cone and was used for binding horses and fencing. Outside the campus, there was already a busy scene.
Guo Ziyi rode his horse up a gentle slope on the north side of Changxuan, then turned his horse's head and looked towards the gate and the Sifang Terrace:
In the Xishan Buddhist Cave, the Yishui River flows across the temple, and the monks and knights can all be seen. Zen Master Lingzhen, who had just been ordered to leave, was whispering something to a Zhike monk, completely ignoring the knights who were getting more and more anxious. And he himself Guo Shiba, who had just been dispatched, was holding a Mo Dao in his right hand and a feather arrow in his left hand. He was standing not far from Zen Master Lingzhen, as if he was waiting for arrangements.
At this moment, Zen Master Lingzhen suddenly turned around, looked at the group of knights and Changxuan further away, raised his head and said loudly: "According to Guo Linggong's kind wishes, we are sending the 'Shuofang Eighteen Cavalry' personal guard Guo Shiba to With the handle of Mo Dao, I will ask heroes from all over the world for martial arts tips. If there is anyone who dares to challenge, you can go to the copper pot on the incense table and pick up a preface. Today's first competition begins with these two!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the whole place exploded.
Some Fanbang warriors who had long been dissatisfied with the arrival of Shuofang's army were the first to criticize. They believed that Guo Linggong's trip was not only to show off his force, but also to use force to suppress others so that he could seize the "water sword" in his hands. He was already wary. The knights from the Central Plains could not help but be doubtful when they heard these heart-wrenching words. So they also whispered to each other and started discussing in low voices.
The leaders of each sect under Changxuan also had different expressions. Some people despised Yuan Zai's arrangement, some admired it, and some were indifferent. Only Yuan Zai was sitting there with a smile on his face. Quite contented.
After listening to Zen Master Lingzhen's words, Guo Ziyi glanced at the smug Yuan Zai under the Changxuan. His brows wrinkled at first and then relaxed again:
That Zen Master Lingzhen obviously got the instruction from Yuan Zai and deliberately said this. The purpose was to make him hate and make enemies, so that all the knights would mistakenly think that he also came to seize the sword. If it were the Central Plains Chivalrous people may still be afraid of him; but if they are monks and warriors from other countries, they may not buy into his Shuofang army.
After all, some of the people who have not yet transformed from the foreign country have little respect for China, and are always ready to take advantage of it and go back. Even if some people respect it, they are superficially in tune with each other, and they may not necessarily have any good intentions. Therefore, Guo Shiba is standing here Although there is the possibility of being "targeted" under the Yuanmen, it is really a kind of temptation and shock.
What was being tested was the people around the Sheng Dynasty, who were still disobedient to the king and unwilling to live in peace with the people on the border of the Sheng Dynasty. What was also frightened were some ambitious people, telling them to be wary of doing unjust things and not dare to do it again. Acting arbitrarily and recklessly. From this point of view, Guo Ziyi would be happy to see it succeed.
Sure enough, not long after Zen Master Lingzhen finished speaking, several people stood up from the group of heroes, all of whom were selected by the sect and were not selected.
These people stood up almost at the same time, and rushed to the copper urn on the incense table regardless of their own safety. At this time, they valued this rare extra opportunity more than anything else.
There was only one feathered arrow stuck in the copper pot, which was obviously done intentionally by the monks of Xiangshan Temple. The first person who rushed forward was about to seize the arrow with his hands, but suddenly felt his legs sinking. His center of gravity was unstable, and he immediately fell to the ground.
On the way there, he looked sideways and saw that someone behind him had already tightened his legs. He wanted to knock him down first and drag him away from the incense table, and then he could grab the only arrow.
This method worked immediately. The man before screamed in pain, but his forehead hit Xiang An's leg. He was immediately struck by severe pain, the world was spinning, and he soon fell to the ground softly.
The man behind was overjoyed and stretched out his right hand. Just when his five fingers were about to touch the arrow shaft, an afterimage suddenly hit the back of his hand, immediately revealing a bloody scar. The man quickly retracted his hand in pain and turned his head to look again.
, only to see a thin and sinister woman, with the long whip in her hand drawn out again. The tip of the whip was pointing towards the shaft of the arrow.
This man was already frightened and angry, how could he give in? He immediately moved his hands and performed the "White Crane Spreading Wings" move. He put the five fingers of his hands together to form the shape of a crane's beak, but he had to fight with the long whip with his bare hands.
The long whip twisted like a snake, and the tip of the whip was as fast as a snake's letter. It was about to sweep away the arrow in an instant. Unexpectedly, the man's left palm had arrived, and with a "duh" sound, he pecked the middle of the long whip. It was like beating a snake.
As long as seven inches, the originally agile and swift long whip was immediately beaten to pieces. The tip of the whip only touched the arrow shaft lightly, and pushed the arrow away a few inches. After a crisp "crack" sound, the whip suddenly fell to pieces.
The mouth of the cup slid to the other end.
The skinny woman's eyes were also spitting fire, and her long whip trembled again, like a poisonous snake coming back to life, and immediately struck down the human-celestial spirit cap!
Just as the two exchanged three moves and were fighting to the death, a three-foot-long dragon-headed crutch bypassed the two of them and hooked towards the feather arrow. The two were immediately shocked, and both hands were stagnant.
Looking around with the stick, I saw an old man with white hair and quick steps. He took advantage of the opportunity and rushed to the side of the case, intending to take the arrow away.
The two of them glared at each other and put aside their previous grudges. One waved his crane-shaped hand, and the other whipped up his spiritual snake whip, and both struck at the back of the old man holding the staff.
The old man holding the staff heard the strong wind coming, so he didn't dare to ignore it. He turned his head and lowered his body, and made a "immortal guide". The head of the staff slammed the Taiyuan point on the man's forearm.
With the rebound force of this blow, the head of the stick hit the skinny woman's Tiantu point again. The woman was so shocked that she drew back her whip and said angrily:
"You're a dirty bitch! You even dare to eat your mother's tofu!"
The old man holding the staff chuckled, but did not answer. He raised the staff again, and then stabbed the skinny woman's crooked bone point. The woman's face turned red in embarrassment, and she became even more angry. He drew the long whip to the back of her head,
But he wrapped his arms around the neck of the man with bare hands...
The three of them were fighting fiercely, and two more people rushed towards them one after another. In an instant, whips and sticks were clashing, swords were shouting, and they were fighting in front of the incense table... However, after a while, the fighting people had put aside their weapons and were fighting bare-chested.
He stood up and saw the heroes shaking their heads.
Zen Master Lingzhen's expression also changed slightly, he immediately raised his eyes solemnly, and said to the warrior monk of Xiangshan Temple beside him: "Disciples of Xiangshan Temple! Come forward quickly, these troublemakers are separated! The rude men are fighting, and the village women are acting violently.
How unbecoming..."
The monks did not dare to delay. They immediately raised their spears and sticks and gathered around the copper pot on the incense table, hoping to calm down the unexpected chaos first.
Just at this moment, another big man walked out of the group of heroes. He had a square face, leopard eyes like torches, thick eyebrows and short beard, wearing furry animal skin boots, and carrying a large gilt tiger head gun, which was more than one foot or two long!
It is murderous and majestic!
Before the group of knights noticed it, they saw the big man rising from the ground and rushing towards him. The tiger-headed spear in his hand turned into an afterimage, and he immediately split several people who were fighting in a ball into two halves.
The group of heroes looked intently, only to see one person twitching all over and foaming at the mouth, as if he had been hit in a vital part by the shot. However, several others were still fighting endlessly, with torn robes and sleeves flying out from time to time.
The ground is in mess.
When the big man saw this, he snorted coldly and came again.
The gun picked up a line and instantly nailed the old man's feet to the ground. Then he shook up several gun flowers and swung them at several people's chests, waists, backs, etc., immediately smashing a battle group into pieces.
Then he rushed towards another battle group, and followed the same pattern, drawing out and retracting his gun, simply and neatly. In an understatement, he dispersed this group of rangers.
"What a sharp shooting..." Yang Chaoxi's eyes glowed golden as he looked at it, and he couldn't help but praise it.
"Not to mention the 'Heaven-Breaking Spear' Qiu Chu'an is far inferior to this person, even compared to Master Uncle Feng Yizi's 'Spiritual Snake Transformation Spear', it is no less impressive!" Fang Qidou also had a full face.
With admiration, he obviously regarded this big man as a strong opponent.
"You two are ignorant and ignorant, so it is inevitable that you will be strange!"
Xiao Zhan suddenly rolled his eyes and mocked Yang and Fang, "This man's sharp marksmanship is rare, but there are traces of it. He is Jiang Wei, the general of the Shu Han Dynasty, and Zhang Fei, one of the 'Five Tiger Generals'"
, Zhao Yun and Ma Chao, the three masters of marksmanship, created a set of powerful marksmanship, with a total of 7749 methods, called the 'Five Tiger Soul-Destroying Spear'!"
"Hey! This man has such a background! No wonder he knocked over more than ten useless snacks, just like eating and drinking!"
Pugu Xingde had already been itching to see him, and he wished he could rush up and get acquainted with him immediately.
However, when the Xiangshan Temple warrior monks rushed forward, mourning was already everywhere and the dust had settled. The man glanced at the groaning people lying on the ground, walked leisurely to the copper urn on the incense table, picked up the feather arrow, and carefully picked up the feather arrow.
After taking a closer look, I saw the word "Yuan" painted with cinnabar on the arrow shaft. I immediately understood and understood that this inscription was actually given by the Prime Minister of the Yuan Dynasty, and asked them to keep it in their hearts and be grateful.
Seeing that the matter was settled, Zen Master Lingzhen also relaxed. He activated the "Ten Directions Sanskrit Sound Technique" and laughed loudly: "Please move to the gate of the knight to check his identity. He will go on stage to compete later!"
The man nodded slightly, and immediately dragged the tiger-headed spear and ran towards the camp gate with great strides. The tip of the spear scraped against the gravel ground and immediately brought up sparks, which looked particularly eye-catching in the gloomy weather.
Several heroic soldiers who were guarding the camp gate immediately came up to him, stopped the man and asked him where he was coming from as usual.
The man had watched the bustle all day yesterday, so he knew the procedure. He then said with the sound of a gong: "Luo Youliang, who lives in Xia Cangzhou, is the successor of Luo Shaobao, the 'cold-faced gun'. He has practiced the 'Five Tiger Soul-Destroying Spear' with his uncle since he was a child.
Fa, this gold-plated tiger head spear was passed down to me from my uncle."
Zen Master Lingzhen was suddenly enlightened, and his expression became more kind: "It turns out that he is a descendant of the Duke of Yue! Cangzhou has always been prosperous in martial arts, and the Luo family's marksmanship is even more extraordinary. It is only natural that someone like you can be born."
After Zen Master Lingzhen finished speaking, his face straightened slightly, and then he said to Guo Shiba, who had been standing aside for a long time: "This military master, even though you are Guo Linggong's personal guard, you still have to tell me your name and origin according to the rules of the conference?"
Guo Shiba's eyes were slightly cold, he tightened the Mod Dao in his hand, and then he raised his head and smiled and said: "Guo Ba Shi, the last general of the 'Heshuo Baqi', is the last. He doesn't have much practice, but he is the best at Mod Dao in his hand."
He killed people, but he was not defeated!"
After hearing these decisive and murderous words, Luo Youliang felt hot in his heart and became excited instantly.
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