Only the skilled military generals in the field, Wu Sheng, could see what happened just now.
Yuan Fei narrowed his eyes slightly. Although he only heard the sound of gold and iron colliding just now, with his eyesight he could clearly see that the blade of the sword in Hong Huang's hand hit Zhang Zhang at different angles in an instant.
There were a total of thirteen blows from Wu's wolf-toothed giant hammer, which meant that Hong Huang had struck out thirteen swords in just an instant. Because the speed was too fast, there was only one roar when superimposed. It was these ten strikes.
The three swords neutralized all the force of Zhang Wu's giant hammer.
Using a hammer is not like using a sword. With a sword, you can move with ease and even change dozens of moves to lure and kill the enemy. Zhangwu's giant hammer is heavy and thick. Under normal circumstances, it can only be used for horse battles with heavy troops. It is impossible to change moves midway.
, it can only be opened wide and closed, and smashed in a straight line. The most important thing when swinging is to be smooth and smooth. It must have the momentum of meeting gods and killing gods, meeting ghosts and killing ghosts. After the force is lifted, the more powerful it is, the faster it dances.
, and in the end, the giant hammer led the people away, smashing everything in its path to pieces.
If the hammer body is not able to be filled smoothly, the hammer wielder will immediately be counterattacked by the force of the giant hammer, and his body will be sluggish. Especially at the moment when the hammer is just swung, all the strength of the hammer wielder will be poured into the hammer body.
In the middle, the rotation force is not yet achieved. If someone blocks the hammer pose at this moment, the energy the hammer dancer poured into the sledgehammer will immediately pour back like an explosion in the lake and sea, causing at least weak muscles and severe
It hurt his muscles and bones, but Hong Huang's thirteen swords blocked Zhang Wu's smooth thoughts in the sledgehammer. Zhang Wuyun's huge force of a thousand pounds in the sledgehammer suddenly came back, causing his body to stiffen suddenly.
, then Hong Huang lightly turned behind Zhang Wu and pressed his broken sword against Zhang Wu's heart.
It sounds simple. In fact, Hong Huang's success in this move requires not only courage, skill and in-depth understanding of weapons such as hammers, but also a deep understanding of oneself and an assessment of the opponent's strength. If the opponent is underestimated, use the sword.
The opponent's wolf-toothed sledgehammer that can't stop him will definitely be smashed to pieces with one strike. The force of the thirteen sword strikes to defuse the giant hammer is the ultimate application of the swordsmanship technique of lifting a thousand pounds in four ounces, using pick, support, resistance, and so on.
The top thirteen techniques, although in the end the sword was broken by a sledgehammer, it still achieved its goal with great difficulty. In addition, there are not many people in this world who dare to directly use a sword to fight against such heavy weight as a sledgehammer.
It is precisely because of this that Zhang Wu and everyone else only expected that Hong Huang would dodge and fight, but did not expect that Hong Huang would hit the hammer. It was so unexpected that Hong Huang won by surprise.
In fact, the martial arts levels between Zhang Wu and Hong Huang are both at the stage of becoming a weapon, and there is not much difference between them. If Zhang Wu is allowed to fully penetrate the power of the wolf fang hammer and swing it, Hong Huang will only be able to fight.
Along the way, Hong Huang's chances of winning were only between 50 and 50.
Yuan Fei secretly thought in his heart that if he and Hong Huang exchanged, if he did not use Taoism and only used martial arts, he would definitely not be able to do better than Hong Huang. Coupled with Hong Huang's movement just now, which was as light as smoke, Yuan Fei became more and more capable of Hong Huang.
Consider it your own biggest opponent.
The sound of applause suddenly sounded in the quiet Panlong Campus, and the source of the applause turned out to be Zheng Zeshi.
Then all the generals took the lead in applauding. They could see the mystery of Hong Huang's victory with his sword, and with Zheng Zeshi taking the lead, they all clapped loudly.
The other civil servants all looked confused, but they subconsciously raised their hands because of the infection, and then froze as soon as they raised their hands, because Hong Xizhao looked like he was concentrating with his eyes closed, without any sign of applause.
Meaning, all civil servants have always looked up to Taishi Hong, the leader of the literary world and known as a living saint. At this time, Hong Xizhao did not applaud his son. In addition, what happened in the hall just now, even a fool understands this.
There were circumstances, not to mention these human beings who were scurrying around in the court. I saw these civil servants quietly lowering their eyes and retracting their hands, hiding them deeply in their sleeves.
As a result, a phenomenon of distinct distinction arose. The military generals applauded one after another, but the civil servants shrank their heads and hands.
Zhang Wu was recharged by the power of his giant hammer, and the blood in his heart surged. His face was as red as fire. He took a few breaths to digest the strength. With a muffled groan, he pushed the handle of the wolf-tooth giant hammer into the ground.
Seven or eight long bluestones were shattered at once. Obviously he was not convinced by the defeat, but if he lost, he would lose. People were stabbing him in the back with swords. If it were a life-and-death battle, that sword would kill him.
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"I surrender!" A buzzing voice came out of Zhang Wu's mouth. Although the voice was full of unwillingness, it also contained a certain amount of heroism.
Seeing that Zhang Wu had stopped his hand, Hong Huang smiled slightly and put away the broken sword in his hand and handed it to his left hand. He slightly retracted the hand with the cracked tiger's mouth and moved it back and forth to soothe the numb muscles. Apparently, although he withstood Zhang Wu's blow, he still couldn't.
It also cost a lot of money. At least it was difficult to hold the sword with my right hand for the time being.
At this time, standing next to Emperor Jinglong was Eunuch Bao, one of the ten red-robed father-in-laws who announced the imperial edict at Wuhou Temple. After Emperor Jinglong whispered a few words, he announced loudly: "In the first game, Hong Huang wins.
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Yuan Fei versus Hong Jie in the second game.
Undoubtedly, this was a battle that attracted much attention. Yuan Fei had just won the first place from Hong Huang, the top scholar in the imperial examination, and his life experience was strange and inexplicable, so he became the center of attention.
Hong Jie looked excited, and the muscles on his face were trembling slightly. He had long wanted to fight Yuan Fei. Ever since Yuan Fei humiliated him in front of Wuhou Temple, Hong Jie had determined that sooner or later, Yuan Fei would be crushed to pieces.
Damn, when he thought that he had become the laughing stock of the entire Yingdu because of that incident, the anger was simmering in his heart and tormenting him every day. At this time, there was even a trace of bloodthirsty in his eyes, and his whole person was exuding thick blood.
Angry, Hong Jie picked a machete commonly used in the army on the weapon rack. This kind of knife has a thick back and a large arc. It is a two-handed knife. It weighs nearly thirty kilograms and has a sharp aura.
Thoughts of murderous thoughts, although Hong Jie has red lips, white teeth and handsome face, the same bloodthirsty aura connects the two. The feminine Hong Jie and the powerful machete without waves actually seem to complement each other.
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Hong Jie's eyes shot towards Yuan Fei like lightning.
Yuan Fei felt it immediately, but he didn't care. Now when he goes out, he is surrounded by such eyes.