Chapter 408: The Showdown on the Edge of the Cliff
Chu Tianfeng and Lin Yajing found two empty seats in the stands and sat down. They saw a dozen people sitting sparsely around them, all students of Yan University.
Niu Meng and Bi Hui knew that Chu Tianfeng and Shen Jinfei were going to have a showdown today, so they arrived at the scene early.
After Shen Jinfei took the roster and carefully counted the names, the performance officially began.
The first is the nunchaku performance of twenty boys. I saw the nunchucks flying up and down in the performers' dexterous hands, drawing stick shadows. Beautiful arcs flashed frequently in the air, and the strong wind roared. Look. The faces of the audience all showed expressions of amazement.
Chu Tianfeng came for a duel, not for a show, so he kept scanning his surroundings, trying to see what tricks Shen Jinfei was going to play with him today.
He had been to this gym once before when the campus martial arts stars were selected. Now when he visited the gym again, he found that there were some changes from the past.
Next to the martial arts stage, there is a rectangular object three meters long, two meters wide, and two meters high. Because it is covered tightly with a large red cloth, it is impossible to see what is inside.
"What tricks is this kid Shen Jinfei playing?" Chu Tianfeng muttered to himself.
At this time, the performance on stage entered the second event, a performance of traditional martial arts routines. The boys participating in the performance were all lively, with fast and tough fists and strong and flexible kicks, which was a feast for the eyes.
Shen Jinfei was the last one to appear. He was going to perform a set of sword skills. As soon as he stood on the stage, the members and audience below burst into thunderous applause and cheers. It was obvious that he had a high prestige among these people. .
But after hearing a dragon's "roar", the long sword was unsheathed and the cold light flashed, immediately attracting everyone's attention.
Shen Jinfei held the long sword in his hand. He first made a "fairy guiding the way" gesture, and then began to dance from slow to fast. The flying long sword was like a furious swimming dragon in his hand. There was a sharp sword cry, the sword shadows intertwined, and the strong wind blew against the face, which was heart-stirring.
After Shen Jinfei used the entire set of swordsmanship like flowing clouds and flowing water, the people below forgot to cheer and were simply stunned. After a long time, the applause started like a "tidal wave".
Chu Tianfeng also had to admit that Shen Jinfei's skills were indeed very solid. He couldn't compare to others in this regard. At most, he became a monk and learned some martial arts. At the beginning, it was just intensive training from Mr. Lin Heling for self-defense and physical fitness. Later, I learned some subtle moves, which can be effective in actual combat.
Chu Tianfeng didn't have any solid basic skills, so he only used clever moves and tricks. There were advantages and disadvantages in fighting against enemies. The advantage was that he could use special moves to win unexpectedly, but the disadvantage was that he had poor stability and many flaws.
If he hadn't learned the Phantom Drift Step from the General some time ago, he would have been beaten to a pulp by Shen Jinfei.
From this point of view, Chu Tianfeng is still grateful to the general. No matter what his purpose is, after all, the general tried his best to teach him the phantom drift step. However, this gratitude does not mean that he agrees with the general. Chu Tianfeng deeply abhors what he and his Red and Black Society have done, and he must not collude with them.
Shen Jinfei, dressed in white, fluttering like snow, stood proudly on the stage, his eyes fixed on Chu Tianfeng sitting in the stands, and waved to him: "Classmate Chu Tianfeng, please come up!"
Chu Tianfeng gently let go of Lin Yajing's soft and smooth jade hands, gave her a confident smile, and walked towards the stage.
"Be careful." Lin Yajing suddenly took his hand and said softly.
"Yes." Chu Tianfeng nodded, feeling that the little girl's palms were all sweaty, and quickly comforted him: "It's okay, we are just going to discuss it and keep it up."...
After that, he walked to the stage, jumped up, and met Shen Jinfei face to face.
"Chu Tianfeng, you are on the wrong stage. We are not competing here today." Shen Jinfei smiled sinisterly.
"If you don't compete here, where can you compete?" Chu Tianfeng asked in a deep voice.
"Have you ever played with wooden stakes? Let's have a showdown there today." As soon as Shen Jin finished speaking, he immediately waved his hands to his two younger brothers.
The big red cloth was lifted up instantly, and a row of neatly arranged wooden piles about two meters high appeared in the open field next to the martial arts stage. The distance between each wooden pile was three centimeters, which could accommodate one person. body of.
"Shen Jinfei, do you want me to compete with you on this row of wooden stakes?" Chu Tianfeng asked coldly.
"Yes, whoever drops the wooden stake first will lose! This can shorten the competition time, quickly determine the winner, and also allow the audience to feast their eyes. How exciting!" Shen Jinfei sneered.
"Okay, as I said just now, I will accompany you to the end today!" Chu Tianfeng said seriously.
"That's cool, please!" Shen Jinfei swayed and jumped from the martial arts stage to a row of wooden stakes next to him. He stood up like a golden rooster and immediately won a lot of praise.
Chu Tianfeng saw that Shen Jinfei often practiced kung fu on wooden poles, and he was as skillful and free as walking on flat ground, but he had never walked on wooden poles. Today, this is called "one's own shortcomings versus the enemy's strengths." The difficulty is not small.
However, he had no choice but to accept the challenge. Fortunately, he still had the Phantom Drift Step to protect him, so he might not lose to Shen Jinfei.
Not to be outdone, Chu Tianfeng also jumped from the martial arts stage to the wooden stakes. His feet stood firmly on the top of the two wooden stakes like a horse stance, without moving at all.
The audience in the audience held their breath and stared at Chu Tianfeng and Shen Jinfei with wide eyes. In the past, they had only seen people stepping on wooden stakes to compete in martial arts in movies, TV series and novels. Today, it was a big eyesight.
The row of wooden stakes was brought into the gymnasium by Shen Jinfei in the morning. At first, everyone thought it was for leg training, but now they realized that it was for martial arts competition on it. This can be called a "duel on the edge of the cliff." Got it!
Because, standing on the top of the wooden stake, you not only have to consider the opponent's moves, but also pay attention to your feet. Once you make a wrong step, even if it is just a slight difference, you will slip and fall, and you will lose. This is called " "If you slip up", it will become an eternal regret, which is indeed thrilling and exciting.
Lin Yajing in the stands could not sit still for a long time. She stood up and stared directly at Chu Tianfeng who was standing on the wooden stake. She couldn't help covering her mouth with her little hands, her beautiful eyes were full of worry and concern. She didn't expect that Shen Jinfei would actually pull such a trick. The wooden stake was two meters high. If he accidentally fell it, the fall would be enough.
"Chu Tianfeng, are you ready?" Shen Jinfei's eyes were shining brightly as he stared at Chu Tianfeng and asked coldly.
"Okay, we can start." Chu Tianfeng stepped firmly on the two wooden stakes and nodded towards Shen Jinfei.
"Watch the move!" Shen Jinfei's eagle eyes quickly flashed through two sharp rays of cold light, jumped up, kicked out in the air, and came straight to Chu Tianfeng's door.
Chu Tianfeng had already been fully prepared. He raised his head and stared directly at the opponent's toes. He crossed his arms and held Shen Jinfei's powerful kick horizontally.
Bang! There was a crisp explosion that frightened the audience to close their eyes involuntarily. When they opened their eyes again, they saw that Shen Jinfei's body had fallen to the wooden stake, still in the independent posture of the golden rooster, and Chu Tianfeng was still He stood there motionless.
The two people looked at each other for a few seconds. Chu Tianfeng started to move, and rushed forward with his body flat, and quickly struck Shen Jinfei in the face with a palm...
Bang! The two of them exchanged palms in the air, and their bodies fell backwards at the same time. Each of them jumped three wooden stakes in a row, and only stabilized their bodies on the fourth wooden stake.
"Okay! Well done!" The audience burst into warm applause. People with a discerning eye could see that Chu Tianfeng and Shen Jinfei exchanged palms just now. They tried their best, but neither of them knocked the other down. Wooden stakes, it's hard to tell the winner for a while, but it's interesting to see today.
Chu Tianfeng and Shen Jinfei fought for two rounds and found that the distance between the wooden stakes was three centimeters, which was exactly the distance for each small step of Phantom Drift. In other words, as long as he stepped on the correct step, he could move in this direction. The rows of wooden piles felt like walking on flat ground.
This surprising discovery immediately boosted his confidence. He had been practicing Phantom Drift for a long time, and recently he had been practicing every night. He was already very proficient in walking, but the speed was slower, but today he was walking with Shen Jinfei. When fighting on a tree stump, the most important thing is "stability". You must win with stability. As long as you don't fall through the air, you will have a chance to defeat the opponent.
Chu Tianfeng skillfully stepped on the phantom drift step with his feet, flew up and down with his hands, and tried his best to fight back with his fists and palms. He was evenly matched with Shen Jinfei, but the process was very thrilling.
In the most suspenseful round, Shen Jinfei used a chain of kicks to "force" Chu Tianfeng to the last row of wooden stakes, almost falling off the wooden stakes.
At this moment, Shen Jinfei slapped his face again, the wind howled, and the shadow of his fist was like a mountain.
Lin Yajing was so frightened that she closed her eyes and couldn't bear to look at it anymore, her heart pounding non-stop.
When she opened her eyes again, Chu Tianfeng had already unexpectedly turned behind Shen Jinfei, waved his hand and hit a straight punch, forcing Shen Jinfei to miss one foot. Fortunately, his other foot was in the air. Standing on one foot that was relatively solid, he used force to pull back the missing foot, thus avoiding the danger of falling off the wooden stake and being defeated.
After the two people took a breath, they fought together again. As time went by, Chu Tianfeng became fully familiar with this platform made of wooden piles. There were ten rows of wooden piles, with a distance of three centimeters between each wooden pile. There are seven wooden stakes in each row, forming a rectangular square array of wooden stakes.
After he became familiar with the rows of wooden stakes under his feet, he moved faster and faster, and used the phantom drift step more skillfully and freely. Shen Jinfei soon became overwhelmed.
He only felt that Chu Tianfeng in front of him was sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right, sometimes in front, sometimes behind. In the end, he was dazzled, and there seemed to be more than ten shadows of Chu Tianfeng floating around him. I don't know which one is true and which one is false.