Chapter 458 Sword and Gu

These words were so arrogant that many of the clan leaders who were still arguing with each other could no longer argue with each other and all stared at Zhao Changhe.

Yue Hongling sat on a small bench and held her chin up, watching Zhao Changhe's appearance with interest.

There was a little jealousy in her heart, but not much at all. She was particularly interested in this style of fighting all the heroes with a single sword, and she wished she could take part in it. It's a pity that this bastard said "whoever beats me" instead of "there are two people on our side". It's a pity.

But it doesn't matter, he's handsome.

My little brother has really grown up now, and he has grown up with his own aesthetics... The sword pointing diagonally, the proud and independent back, so beautiful.

Sisi pursed her lips and quietly tugged at the corner of Zhao Changhe's clothes: "Hey, don't be too arrogant. Although there are not as sophisticated tricks as yours here, the Gu technique can make up for it. This level will not be reflected in the troubled times list. , it’s easy to fall into trouble if you don’t understand.”

Zhao Changhe smiled and said: "Isn't this great? I want to experience Miao Jiang's Gu skills. Is there a more suitable way than a one-on-one arena?"

Yue Hongling smiled slightly, she thought so too.

The previous assassination of Lan Tiankuo, why he was "failed and trapped" was because he encountered a poisonous spell that was difficult for him to understand. Fortunately, he was safe in the end. In fact, she had learned a lot from Sisi before she dared to act, but it was different whether she had in-depth experience. If she could be given a chance to challenge the heroes one-on-one, it would be a great opportunity for a swordsman who wanted to see the world of practice. It's a beautiful thing.

Of course, this requires courage and confidence, otherwise it will be embarrassing to go on stage. Don't think that there aren't many people on the Troubled Times List here. Once the Gu technique is added, any strength assessment will have to be repeated.

Sisi paused: "I'm too lazy to care. What I'm afraid of is that if you lose, my seat will be gone!"

"Saint be at peace." Zhao Changhe looked around and whispered: "Hey, is there a battle ceremony, blessing from the saint or something?"

Sisi was stunned for a moment, and her eyes suddenly turned into crescent moons: "Hey, you used to pretend to be serious with me, but now that Sister Yue is already around, it's time for you to be more serious, but you suddenly started teasing me? So you like to be in front of so and so? The noodles are boring when people are not around, right..."

Zhao Changhe said speechlessly: "I was just kidding, where did you get such divergent thinking?"

Sisi hummed and said, "There is a ceremony for going into battle. Kneel down and lick the saint's feet."

Zhao Changhe glanced at her feet subconsciously.

Although she was walking through the mountains and forests without wearing shoes, why could she always be so white and crystal clear? Even if her true energy could protect her feet now, what about those earlier years? Logically speaking, it should be very rough...

Sisi looked at him with a half-smile but not a smile: "Does it look good?"

Damn it, no matter how beautiful it is, no one licks it, and the maid is still in trouble?

Before Zhao Changhe had time to answer, a voice came from behind:

"Thinking about the Dharma Protector...Thinking about the Dharma Protector?"

Zhao Changhe turned his head, and there was a young man in black standing in the field, looking at him speechlessly.

Are you here to challenge the heroes, or are you here to flirt with your saint?

Zhao Changhe's face was not red, in fact he was so red that he couldn't see it: "I thought you were going to discuss it. I just asked the saint for some instructions before the battle..."

The man said: "Meng Tai of the Dong ethnic group is here to learn the swordsmanship of Si Protector."

Zhao Changhe confirmed: "So you have already recognized this mode of competition selection?"

The leader of the Bai tribe said: "Yes, since the spirit tribe proposed this, we discussed it and felt that this is a simple and clear way. It is difficult to judge the strength of each tribe, and the strong should always be respected."

In the age of martial arts, it was indeed the same wherever I went... It's a good thing I didn't take the Four Books and Five Classics test with you.

Zhao Changhe nodded, and subconsciously planned to salute Meng Tai with his sword hilt upside down and his fist in hand. Suddenly he realized that this kind of Central Plains etiquette was wrong, so he directly turned into a sword-waving flower: "Come on."

An angry look appeared on Meng Tai's face... They were not rude. In his opinion, Si Laoye's behavior was tantamount to contempt.

He stepped forward with anger, and with a "swish" sound, the long knife passed through a space of several feet and hit Zhao Changhe's neck: "Pay attention!"

Meng Tai used a knife, an ordinary single knife.

Zhao Changhe still doesn't have much confidence in swordsmanship, but he is really one of the current masters of swordsmanship. He knows the movements and intentions of the swords in his heart, and there are very few changes. He knew all of Meng Tai's subsequent changes without even looking, and he also knew where the opponent's fulcrum for changes was.

"Whoosh!" The sword light was like water, pointing at Meng Tai's wrist.

It is precisely pinched at the fulcrum where all his changes begin. No matter how he changes, he cannot escape the sniper attack of this sword, and all back-end momentum is cut off.

With just one sword move, knowledgeable people such as Lei Zhentang and Yue Hongling were moved.

Good swordsmanship...

However, Meng Tai did not panic. His wrist twisted as if it had no bones. Zhao Changhe's sword passed by and missed!

Meng Tai's sword power was only slightly hindered by this twist, and soon returned to normal, slashing towards Zhao Changhe's neck as usual.

How could Zhao Changhe, who had misjudged the situation behind him, thrust out his sword and take it back so easily? The sword was approaching his neck, so he had to quickly retract his sword and dodge. He relied on his sharp body skills to narrowly avoid the sword.

With just one strike, dangers abound, and you are at an absolute disadvantage.

It is indeed easy for people from China to fall into trouble when they arrive in Miao territory...it goes against common sense.

Sisi sent a message from behind to remind: "This is the spirit snake voodoo, which makes the body bones as flexible as snakes. Don't use conventional thinking to judge the changes in the hands and feet. This kind of voodoo is in conflict with voodoos such as giant strength and copper skin. , indicating that he pursues dexterity and is lacking in other directions..."

Before he could even say the word "lose", Sisi's eyes suddenly widened.

Zhao Changhe, who was originally at a disadvantage and was struggling, became more and more relaxed. Meng Tai, who seemed to be chasing him with one slash after another, could not move flexibly. He seemed to be trapped in a quagmire. To the left, he felt like he was about to get an electric shock. To the right, he felt like there was a mountain of knives. He dared not move anywhere. Finally, he turned into a toad jumping in grief and anger, and chopped with a knife: "What kind of magic did you use!"

Zhao Changhe almost laughed out loud when he said that someone was using witchcraft to talk about other people's magic.

Facing this little jump and knife, Zhao Changhe was quite nostalgic: "This toad jump is so familiar... You don't jump handsomely enough, and your strength is too weak."

As he spoke, the long sword came after him and had already touched Meng Tai's dantian. The sword energy penetrated and locked the opponent's dantian aura.

Meng Tai's knife became limp, Zhao Changhe grabbed it with his left hand and pushed it forward: "Brother Meng, this spirit snake poison is interesting... I'll ask for your advice later."

Meng Tai silently felt the locked true energy in his body, and was very surprised: "What kind of magic did you use just now?"

Zhao Changhe was not stingy in sharing: "It was a kind of sword energy formation. Every time I blocked my sword, a trace of sword energy remained in the original place. The longer the confrontation, the more sword energy there was around. Brother Meng was like trapped in the sword formation, and he couldn't use it no matter how flexible he was."

Meng Tai was surprised and said: "How did you do this? Why can the sword energy stay in the space!"

Zhao Changhe smiled slightly: "This is a secret, and only the spirits can know it."

Meng Tai bowed sincerely: "I lost."

Sisi was very proud.

In fact, she was curling her lips behind her back. The spirits didn't know this secret either... The sword light filled the courtyard like water. This is Tang Wanzhuang's unique method!

Tang Wanzhuang used this routine when she disassembled the battle between Longque and Gujian Longhuang, but hers was more exquisite. The sword energy was like water, like a deep pool, dragging the sword and the knife to be unable to move. Zhao Changhe's sword energy was just sword energy, clustered like a forest, and could not be applied more subtly. But it was enough. Facing such an opponent, this routine was the best solution, and she didn't need Sisi to point out anything behind the scenes.

The field began to be quiet.

Zhao Changhe didn't recognize Meng Tai, and didn't know his name... In fact, he was not an ordinary swordsman. He was a famous master of the Dong ethnic group. He was well-known in both swordsmanship and witchcraft, and was very famous in the southwest.

But fighting with Si Laoye, it took only a few breaths, and the victory and defeat were already decided. Si Laoye didn't even use witchcraft to assist, just pure swordsmanship!

For a while, no one else came down, and the atmosphere was a little solemn... This spirit race is so strong without showing off?

Lei Zhentang said slowly with a gloomy face: "Isn't it a bit strange that we only use swordsmanship in the battle of the Southwest Hundred Houses? Those who don't know would think it's a sword fight between Central Plains warriors."

Zhao Changhe asked curiously: "Don't we practice swordsmanship in the Southwest Hundred Houses? How good would it be to hang the Miao Dao of the Lei clan leader on his waist?"

Lei Zhentang said: "The combination of sword and Gu is our method."

"In fact, I also have Gu. I didn't expect that a great master like the Lei clan leader couldn't see it." Zhao Changhe grinned, and his arm suddenly bulged: "Look, giant force Gu."

Lei Zhentang's expression twitched and he stopped talking.

"It's just that it's a bit ugly to bully people with strength. It's okay to use swordsmanship to compete with the Hundred Houses." Zhao Changhe retracted his bulging arm and pointed his sword horizontally: "Who else wants to teach?"

People looked at this guy speechlessly. Seeing the excitement in his eyes, he really hoped that someone would fight with him more and appreciate the skills of the Hundred Houses.

It seemed that he was not fighting for the interests of the tribe, but was seeing the world and finding the door to his sword.

Sisi stepped back and sat back on the small stool, sitting side by side with Yue Hongling, holding her chin, and muttered in a low voice: "Sister Yue, he seems to have robbed you of your experience."

Yue Hongling pointedly said: "Experience is something you do yourself, there is no question of whether you rob or not... I am afraid that some people want to rob something else..."