If it was just for a glass of wine and a false title, everyone lacked the motivation to fight, but now, most of the Jianghu sects in Tingtao Pavilion are ready to make a move, and their eyes are full of desire.
The land owner has promised a lot of silver bonuses with a thousand taels, but the value of magic weapons such as the "Shen Hong Dao" and the "Mo Yang Sword" can no longer be measured by silver taels. They are simply priceless treasures! Especially for Jianghu.
For Chinese people, with such magical weapons in hand, their martial arts skills can be enhanced out of thin air, and they can't help but be jealous.
Especially the scholar with the surname Gu from the "Hidden Sword Sect" who sat at the same table with Hua Bushi, had an expression on his face that was almost obsessed. He wished he could grab the sword immediately, but he was worried about the gain and loss. I guess he knew it.
With his martial arts skills, it is not easy to defeat everyone and win the sword.
You must know that the "Mo Yang Sword" is an ancient magic weapon known as the most precious "Fish Gut Sword" in the "Hidden Sword Sect". For this scholar with the ancient surname, it is really a dream.
Of course, not everyone in the pavilion is tempted by the treasure.
Hua Bushi took a peek and saw Master Yuan Guang of the "Shaolin Sect", Master Baojing of the "Wudang Sect", Tang Zilin of the "Tang Sect" and other leaders of various forces, all still maintaining an indifferent expression.
, they were either extremely well-educated, or they were not impressed by the two magic weapons.
"This Lu Island Master is really making a big show. He is actually willing to take out precious swords such as the 'Shen Hong Sword' and the 'Mo Yang Sword' as prizes for the competition. Even I am a little tempted!" said
It was Chu Yiyi who was sitting next to the young master who said this.
Hua Bushi said solemnly: "Madam, it's better to give up such thoughts. There are so many masters in Tao Pavilion tonight, it's not easy to get the sword. Besides, the island master's move may not be out of good intentions."
Chu Yiyi said: "Master, how can you say this?"
Hua Bushi said: "If you just want to compete in martial arts for fun, the bonus of a thousand taels of silver is enough, and it must be enough to make people who are greedy for money come to compete. To use such peerless magic weapons as a lottery, the master of Lu Island is really too generous.
If he does this, many people in the cabinet will try their best to snatch it and cause a fight."
When Chu Yiyi heard the words, she lowered her head and pondered, but Hai Hongzhu on the side snorted and said: "I think it's because the master of the island Lu is a traitor. Is there any conspiracy? You, a flowery young master, don't practice martial arts, so you don't have the ability to go there."
You would say this if you can't get the treasure from competing with others!"
Hua Bushi ignored her on the "White Oriole", and Mrs. Hai held a grudge in her heart, so she looked for an opportunity to cause trouble for the young master.
Hua Bushi had long been accustomed to this, and he showed a sarcastic look on his face and did not answer. In his opinion, the island master of the mainland must have a motive for his actions, and these two magic weapons were only used to attack the "King of Swordsmen".
" and the reward for "King of Swords", Island Master Lu has not yet mentioned the prize for "King of Martial Arts", and I don't know what other tricks he wants to play.
Obviously Hua Bushi is not the only one who thinks so.
At this time, in front of the wine table at the north end, Tang Zilin, the deputy sect leader of the "Tang Sect", cupped his hands towards Lu Qiuhong and said: "Master Lu took out the ancient magic weapon as a prize for the competition, so Tang Mou...
It's an eye-opener, but I don't know what gift the island owner has to the 'Martial King' who won the third game?"
Lu Qiuhong said: "The third 'King of Martial' battle, in which anyone with any weapon or fist can compete, is naturally more important than the 'King of Swords' and 'King of Swords'. Naturally, the prize offered by this island is also higher than that of the previous two games."
More valuable."
He smiled slightly and said: "However, this object cannot be made public for the time being. Before the third competition begins, the island will take out the treasure, and then the Tang Sect Master will know that what Lu said is true."
"Shen Hong Sword" and "Mo Yang Sword" are already priceless treasures. If they were to be more valuable than them, not only Tang Zilin but also Hua Bushi could not guess what the treasures would be.
This plot was sold out very cleverly, and with just one sentence, everyone's appetite was whetted.
But Lu Qiu said loudly: "Okay, without further ado, let's first decide who will belong to the 'King of Swords' in Tao Pavilion tonight. Which friend is willing to perform?"
After saying this, there was still no one in Tingtao Pavilion who answered. No one came before because there was not enough temptation, but this time the situation is completely different. Those who want to win the "Shen Hong Sword" are in this pavilion. There are not one hundred, but there are also eighty.
The reason why no one answered was because everyone had the same idea and did not want to be the first to take the field. Because there is only one "King of Swords" and the last winner can win the sword, so it is certainly not the best idea to take action first. The person who takes action later can not only It is of great benefit to conserve your physical strength and also know the strength of your opponent from previous battles.
Lu Qiuhong asked twice, but no one came out. He turned his eyes to the wine table in the east and said: "I have heard for a long time that 'Shaolin' is the authentic martial arts in the world. It has unparalleled skills in swords, boxing and sticks. It is the best in the world." There is no one who can surpass him. Today we use martial arts to make friends. Mr. Lu wants to ask the Shaolin monk to give us some advice. I wonder what Master Yuanguang wants?"
Master Yuanguang has a kind face and kind eyes. He is sitting on the chair with a straight posture, a bit like a Maitreya Buddha. After listening to Lu Qiuhong's words, he said calmly: "Amituo Buddha, this temple is a Buddhist monastery. Monks practice martial arts only for How can one strengthen the body and be worthy of being called the authentic martial arts master in the world?"
He paused for a moment and then said: "But guests are welcome to do as you please. Since the Lord of Lu Island has the destiny, Chengzhi, you go and compete with the famous masters of various sects in swordsmanship!"
A monk standing next to Yuan Guang responded: "Cheng Guan obeys the decree of Master Uncle!"
Among the martial arts masters in Tingtao Pavilion, many of them had a sneak peek at the "Shen Hong Sword". Seeing Island Master Lu inviting Master Yuanguang, they felt a little uneasy. Only then did they breathe a sigh of relief.
In the world-famous Songshan Shaolin Temple, in addition to Bodhidharma Court and Sutra Pavilion, the eight Buddhist halls are the most famous. Among the eight Shaolin temples, the "Arhat Hall" and "Prajna Hall" are the first. , most of the masters in the "Shaolin School" belong to these two halls. Relatively speaking, the "Dushan Hall" is somewhat unknown. This is because the "Dushan Hall" is responsible for controlling various aspects of the Shaolin School. The industry is only equivalent to the outer hall in ordinary martial arts sects, and is not famous for its martial arts.
However, "Dushan Hall" is one of the Eight Shaolin Halls after all. Master Yuan Guang is able to be in charge of this hall, so he must have some abilities. No one in Tingtao Pavilion dares to seriously underestimate him.
At this time, I saw that he had no intention of taking action personally, but just sent one of his disciples out, which would be much easier to deal with.
Na Chengguan was only in his early twenties, wearing a coarse cloth monk's robes, with a sheathed sword stuck diagonally on his belt. He was obviously just an ordinary junior disciple of the Shaolin sect. He walked to the center of the pavilion and looked in all directions. He made a bow and said: "Shaolin Chengguan, I am here to teach you."
At this time, Lu Qiuhong turned to the two factions of "Tangmen" and "Emei" in the north, and said: "I have heard that there are many heroes in Sinan Sichuan, and there are also many famous swordsmen. I wonder which hero is willing to compete?
"
But Tang Zilin smiled slightly and said: "Tang is not familiar with sword skills. I think he has no chance with the 'Shen Hong Sword'." He nodded slightly and said: "Brother Feng, if you are interested
, you might as well give it a try.”
The "brother Feng" that Tang Zilin referred to was actually a big man in green clothes sitting at the next table. After hearing what Tang Zilin said, the big man picked up the thick-backed machete that was leaning against the chair.
Tengdi stood up and said: "Okay! Come on, I'm going to see Shaolin's sword skills!"
Hua Bushi saw this big man from a distance, with a thick beard on his face, leopard eyes and a leopard nose, and a very powerful appearance, but he didn't recognize him. Chu Yiyi on the side introduced him: "This man's name is Feng Jinjiang, he is from the Qingcheng Sect in Sichuan Province."
'The master."
At this time, Feng Jinjiang arrived at the center of the pavilion in a few steps and stood in front of Monk Chengzhi.
The machete of this "Qingcheng School" master is different from ordinary steel knives. The head of the blade is flat, the blade is extremely wide, and the back of the blade is extremely thick, two inches long. There is also a large copper ring on it.
He held it in his hand, and one look at it revealed that it must be very heavy.
These weapons were quite strange. Hua Bushi couldn't help but take a few more glances, but Hai Hongzhu chuckled and said, "This Mr. Feng must be a cook on weekdays. He came up here carrying a big kitchen knife!"
The machete in Feng Jinjiang's hand had a thick, square-edged head, and it did look a bit like a large kitchen knife. After hearing Hai Hongzhu's words, even Chu Yiyi couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
Hua Bushi said, "This knife is much more powerful than a kitchen knife. I think that Shaolin monk may not be able to catch three moves with this knife."
Hai Hongzhu naturally disagreed with what he heard. When he was about to criticize the unlearned young master, he saw that the monks and laymen in the pavilion had already started to stand up and were about to start a fight, so he decided to start with
Watch the excitement before talking, and swallow the words for now.
What Monk Chengzhi showed was the starting move of the Shaolin School's "Compassion Sword" technique. He carried the sword with him and guarded it closely. He was worthy of being a disciple of the famous sect. But Feng Jinjiang was holding the sword in one hand.
The handle, the fingers of the other hand clasped the large copper ring on the back of the knife, and the giant kitchen knife was slung behind the shoulder. The posture was also very strange.
The two faced off for a moment. Monk Chengzhi was just about to move forward to attack, but he only heard Feng Jinjiang yelling: "One chop!" He got close to him, rushed in front of him, and held his head with a big kitchen knife.
The top fell straight down!
Feng Jinjiang's sword was already very heavy. In addition, this sword was exerted from behind, swung round and slashed straight down. The momentum was very shocking. Chengzhi did not dare to block it, so he quickly pulled away and dodged sideways. However, at this moment, another attack occurred.
Hearing Feng Jinjiang roar again: "Second slash!" The sword in his hand had not yet been used up, but it changed from a straight slash to a horizontal slash, and the blade had already reached Monk Chengzhi's waist!
Cheng Zhi was so horrified that he had no time to react, so he had to fly back. Feng Jinjiang roared again: "Three strikes!" The machete turned into a stab and went straight from the middle palace, hitting Cheng Zhi's chest!