Ten rabble, 4

Huang Ye said: "I think the Zhou family has been prepared for the position of the patriarch this time. And there are reservations today. I don't think the three people who will play tomorrow will be played, and they will definitely use someone else. ”

Huang Zhengping nodded and said: "I think so, although I don't know what masters the Zhou family invited from outside to help in the battle, but at least I know that the warrior with the highest martial arts in the Zhou family is Zhou Pingshan, and he didn't appear today." Ju said that this person's martial arts are not under the head of the family, Zhou Wanpeng, and he is obviously preserving his strength and preparing to keep it for tomorrow to deal with us. Tomorrow, this Zhou Pingshan will probably be Xiang's nephew's opponent. ”

Ling Xiang said: "Second uncle, don't worry, I have seen Zhou Pingshan shoot twice, and I am absolutely sure to win him." As for what kind of master they invited from outside, I still don't have a clue, but it is certain that this person will definitely not be worse than Zhou Pingshan, so tomorrow's competition Brother Yang's Yang is Guan Jian. ”

Huang Zhengping smiled slightly: "We have no clue, isn't the Zhou family also clueless?" At least we can send some scores, but the Zhou family would never have thought that we would invite Yang Gongzi to help in a short period of time. ”

Yang Yan said: "Everyone, please rest assured, I will definitely go all tomorrow." ”

The venue of the competition was on Guangjun on Zhongshan Street in Hengshan, and a platform more than four feet high and five zhang square had already been erected. According to the regulations, those who go to the stage to compete in martial arts do not care about life and death, and those who die on the spot or are knocked off the stage are considered to lose.

Directly in front of the wooden platform are the seats of the three families of Wei, Ji, and Nong, who failed yesterday. The heads of the three families, Wei Huang, Ji Chengda and Nong Qing, all sat in the front row, sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight. On the left and right are the positions of the Huang and Zhou families in today's competition, the people of the Huang family sit on the left, and the people of the Zhou family sit on the right. Although there was a large Manichaean army pressing the border, hundreds of people gathered to watch the excitement.

Yang Yan looked at it and saw a forty-year-old middle-aged man sitting on the front seat opposite, with a purple face and a tall figure. asked Ling Xiang beside him: "Is he Zhou Wanpeng, the head of the Zhou family?" ”

Ling Xiang nodded and said, "Yes, the one on his right hand is Zhou Pingshan." ”

Yang Yan saw that Zhou Pingshan was a thirty-year-old young man on the right, with a strong figure and two scars on his face. Finding that Yang Yan was looking at him, Zhou Pingshan glared at Yang Yan fiercely, and then stared at Ling Xiang beside him. Ling Xiang looked at him without fear, and the two looked at each other for a while before looking away. Yang Yan saw a person on Zhou Wanpeng's left again, dressed in gray cloth, wearing a big hat on his head, covering his face, sitting on a chair without moving, and not talking to others. Yang Yan secretly thought, could this person be the master invited by the Zhou family from outside?

At this time, the competition officially began, the first one was their own disciples, the Zhou family really sent Zhou Pingshan, and the Huang family naturally appeared on Ling Xiang's side.

The two stood opposite each other on the wooden platform at a distance of three feet. Ling Xiang smiled slightly: "Brother Zhou, please." ”

With a "bang", Zhou Pingshan pulled out his long sword and moved slowly on the wooden platform, staring at Ling Xiang with his eyes, and the long sword in his hand waved vigorously. Quite powerful. And Ling Xiang's sword didn't make a moment, just stood with his sword in his arms, standing still. The two stood still and moved, facing each other on the stage. Yang Yan had already seen that because Zhou Pingshan's momentum was inferior to Yang Yan's, he could only use movement and sword swinging to confront Ling Xiang. From this point of view, he is still some distance away from Ling Xiang, and it should be reasonable for Ling Xiang to win this time.

Zhou Pingshan took two steps back, roared violently, rushed forward like lightning, and the long sword in his hand stabbed towards Ling Xiang with a whistling sound, and his power increased greatly for a while. When the disciples of the Zhou family saw it, they all cheered and cheered for him. And although the disciples on the Huang family's side all knew that Ling Xiang was good at swordsmanship, when they saw Zhou Pingshan's enthusiasm, they couldn't help but secretly feel sorry for Ling Xiang. Only Huang Qi, Huang Ye, Huang Zhengping, Yang Yan and others remained silent.

Ling Xiang on the stage was still as steady as Mount Tai, seeing Zhou Pingshan's sword stabbed, he turned sideways, and with a "choking" sound, he pulled out the long sword more than a foot long to just frame Zhou Pingshan's sword.

Zhou Pingshan turned around suddenly, and the long sword slashed diagonally, stabbing at Ling Xiang's throat again. Ling Xiang flipped his wrist, and the long sword sheath struck out, hitting the tip of Zhou Pingshan's sword just right. The sword suddenly lost its aim and stabbed into the air.

Zhou Pingshan roared again, moving his sword like the wind, sword after sword stabbed towards Ling Xiang continuously, and for a while, the sword qi on the stage was vertical and horizontal, and Ling Xiang was wrapped in it. Ling Xiang's sword was never unsheathed, and under Zhou Pingshan's fierce attack, he dodged and dodged, and kept moving.

Yang Yan knew that Ling Xiang was deliberately consuming Zhou Pingshan's momentum by doing so. He had seen Ling Xiang's swordsmanship, although Zhou Pingshan's sword was fast, it was much worse than Ling Xiang's, when Ling Xiang drew his sword out of the sheath, that is, when the winner was divided. But now from the surface of the door, it seems that Zhou Pingshan has an absolute advantage, so that Ling Xiang can only dodge, and there is no gap to draw his sword. The Zhou family was full of noise, obviously cheering for Zhou Pingshan.

And the vast majority of the Huang family's disciples on the Huang family's side are very tight, and most of them are worried about Ling Xiang. It was Huang Mingxia, who had already stood up from the chair, staring at the stage with a pair of beautiful eyes, her eyes were full of concern, anxiety, but heart. Yang Yan suddenly understood that between Huang Mingxia and Ling Xiang, it seemed that it was not only the concern of the senior brother and sister, but the care and love between male and female lovers. But thinking about it, they grew up together, and it is natural to fall in love with each other for a long time.

Seeing this, Yang Yanbutian thought of the kind of gaze that Zhao Qianru had when she stopped herself from competing with Zhao Yueru in front of Cuiwei Pavilion. There was a sudden pain in my heart, and I sighed softly.

At this time, the winner on the stage was divided, and only listened to the sound of "cluck, cluck, cluck", and the two figures were suddenly separated and stood on their own. Ling Xiang's long sword was unsheathed, and the tip of the sword was hanging down. The sword in Zhou Pingshan's hand only had one hilt left, and the entire sword blade competition was cut into more than a dozen pieces of iron. His face was pale, his eyes were full of horror, and he muttered, "The world ...... Is there such a swordsmanship in the world? ”

Ling Xiang said lightly: "There is a more terrifying sword technique than this, you have not seen it, if you see it, I am afraid that you will not dare to use a sword again for the rest of your life." "Say a little bit about your wrist." choked, the long sword was unsheathed, Zhou Pingshan's face trembled, and he fell on the stage with a "plop".

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