Zhao Shan with the most common move 'sealing the sword hanging sword' to seal the opponent's exquisite offensive, swordsmanship is too fancy to inevitably lose its actual utility, simple may not be weaker than others, Zhao Shan hugged his fist, the man respectfully replied, for Zhao Shan's swordsmanship is extremely agreed, the body retreated, the crowd revealed a different kind of gaze, envy, jealousy, hatred mixed in, Zhao Shan won into the next round, and then it is very likely to become an opponent that threatens him, just two of them have made a move, everyone can see clearly, Zhao Shan's swordsmanship is calm, although it cannot be called exquisite, The victory is steady, the moves are simple and effective, and it is difficult to find flaws, which is often more difficult to deal with.

Zhao Shan withdrew from the martial arts arena, King Zhao nodded again and again in the stands, and the crown prince Zhao Dan on the side clapped his hands and said: "There is a good player like Zhao Shan in the palace, you must be able to rest easy!" ”

King Zhao snorted coldly, "Dan'er, that maid has been given to you, and there doesn't seem to be any news recently!" ”

Zhao Dan couldn't help but blush when he heard this, he was still not enthusiastic about the affairs of men and women after that night, and now when he heard his father ask, most of them hurriedly bowed his head for the continuation of Zhao Guo.

King Zhao coughed and his face was gloomy and cold, there are capable people in the country, a generation of new people replace the old, the years are ruthless, the heart of hegemony of the year slowly wears out with the growth of years, and now the people of Zhao are rich, and the strength is at the top of the six countries, even if the Qin State is also light, he does not dare to raise troops to commit Zhao, once his people are old, who can the future of Zhao give to! His eyes fell on Zhao Dan, his head was lowered, his demeanor was twisted, and he completely lacked the domineering that a man should have, and he couldn't help sighing.

Zhao Shan came to the outside of the circle, and Zhao Kuo came up with joy in front of him, "Congratulations to Brother Zhao, Fang Cai's move of 'sealing the sword and hanging the sword' is just right, it is really breathtaking!" ”

Zhao Shan smiled: "It's just ordinary swordsmanship, I happened to think of it at the time, so I used it easily, it's good if I don't want to work, it's mostly a fluke." "Zhao Shan has always been low-key, and his swordsmanship is far above his opponent, most of which is to leave a face for the other party, and he also doesn't want to make enemies.

The tree is a big move, this time the palace competition masters gathered, coupled with the participation of Zhao Kuo and others, the situation is no longer as simple as a simple competition, Zhao Shan knows that he can only do his best.

The two exchanged greetings, and the official on the martial arts arena stepped forward, holding the registration book in his hand and said loudly: "In the third formation, Pingyuanjun recommends Weigu to fight He Yong!" "The officials deliberately added the name of Pingyuanjun to please Pingyuanjun.

The voice fell, and everyone's attention on the martial arts field was instantly attracted by the two people on the martial arts field, Zhao Kuo also stopped talking, and the words of Commander Xu at the city gate undoubtedly made Zhao Kuo interested in Wei Gu, Ping Yuanjun has moved a lot of thoughts this time, and he has a great sense of winning the first place in this palace competition, otherwise how can he send a master Lian Jin to send a newly recruited master Wei Gu again, Lian Jin's swordsmanship is outstanding, and he has long heard of Wei Gu's outstanding swordsmanship, and he is completely unfamiliar with Wei Gu, and he wants to understand each other only by observing every move of his opponent when he competes, Hopefully, you can see the number of opponents.

Weigu played, his appearance is not good, his legs are short and his waist is thick, there is no posture of a famous swordsman at all, most of the general swordsmen are full of energy, since they can be respected by Pingyuan Jun, there must be something outstanding, He Yong appeared far above Weigu, his muscles are very strong, his body jumped up to the middle, his hands clenched his fists and turned around, his left hand held the sword, his right hand shook, the left hand sword shook homeopathically, the long sword threw up his right hand and attacked out, the sword was exquisite, and there was a burst of applause from the stands, He Yong looked proud, and the people on the periphery did not know what was going on inside, also applauded.

He Yong appeared, Wei Gu stood in place with a big grin, his legs were separated at will, his toes flicked slightly, it was a completely disdainful expression, He Yong snorted coldly, he didn't want this person to be so light on the enemy, the sword in his hand stabbed Wei Gu, Wei Gu did not draw the sword, his wrist flipped, the scabbard was raised, blocking He Yong's attack, and his body was handed forward, He Yong was just about to change his move, and suddenly the sword flashed, the scabbard fell, Wei Gu took out the sword, the sword has been in the scabbard, blocking He Yong's move and pulling out the sword at the same time.

The sword light flashed, a strand of hair slowly fell, and the tip of the sword was no more than an inch away from He Yong's throat, fortunately, it was a martial arts competition, if it was a life-and-death fight, it would inevitably be killed in an instant, He Yong's face suddenly turned red, and the gap between the two was not at all made up by moves or other things.

"He Yong admits defeat!"

Wei Gu bent down and picked up the scabbard from the ground, and retreated behind Ping Yuanjun with a snort, Ping Yuanjun nodded again and again, it was really lucky to meet a master like Wei Gu on this trip, not only saved his life, but also won face for himself in the palace competition.

Pingyuan Jun already has a master Lian Jin under his hands, why do you want to win over Weigu, although Lian Jin's swordsmanship is high, how can he be too scheming, Pingyuan Jun has read countless people, and naturally sees Lian Jin's thoughts, and has the intention of separating himself from being in power alone, this kind of thing must not want to see, the only way is to find another person who can match Lian Jin, the way of checks and balances is also the way of the king, and the final decision is still in his own hands.

Wei Gu won with one move, and the martial arts arena was suddenly silent, most of them didn't expect it to be such an ending, some people didn't see how Wei Gu made a sword at all, He Yong had already admitted defeat, and the swordsmen who were ready to face the martial arts had different expressions, Lian Jin's face was gloomy, Zhao Kuo's brows were deeply locked, the move just now was so fast, from blocking the opponent's attack with the scabbard to drawing the sword to defeat the enemy, a qiē is so natural, the person and the sword are like one, which makes people unable to take it.

If it is against him, whether he can take the sword, even if he can take the sword, how to deal with the next move, everyone secretly thinks about the countermeasures.

Most of the first round of five rounds of competition has passed, and it is finally Lian Jin's turn to play, Lian Jin is dressed in white, holding a long sword with an expressionless face, and his thin cheeks are a little more cold, most of them rely on this kind of cool trick to win the hearts of ignorant girls.

Zhao Ya in the stands couldn't help but stand up, seeing Lian Jin, the lingering shadow in his mind finally disappeared, and saw that Zhao Kuo was lightened in the dense forest at the beginning, and the scene of being lightly photographed in the dense forest immediately appeared, being held in his arms, and his lips were wantonly plundered, that kind of disgust arose spontaneously from the bottom of his heart, and he originally thought that he had forgotten it, and he didn't want that kind of resentment to linger in his heart all the time and couldn't disperse, only by really embarrassing and even humiliating Zhao Kuo could he be completely vented.

Lian Jin appeared, Zhao Ya's eyes showed a blur, her hands were on her chest, and she secretly prayed in her heart, Brother Lian must work hard, remember what he promised Ya'er.

Zhao Kuo snorted coldly, a despicable and shameless and obscene guy, holding a broken rope all day long and pretending to be a big-tailed wolf, see how long you can pretend, inadvertently his eyes happened to fall on the stands, Zhao Ya looked at Lian Jin who came to the martial arts arena with a focused expression, dressed in white, with an extraordinary demeanor, coupled with a cold face, he knows how to seize the opportunity to be courteous, it is undeniable that Lian Jin is definitely a difficult opponent from the perspective of pickling girls.

Lian Jin took out the sword, chic and natural, and the sword moves were skillfully combined, Zhao Shan said in a low voice: "I don't want to see you for a few years, Lian Jin's swordsmanship has improved so much!" ”

"Brother Zhao, why didn't Lian Jin participate last time?"

"At that time, Lian Jin should still be evading the pursuit, and after the palace competition, he came to Zhao Kingdom to defect to Pingyuan Jun!"

"I see!"

"Childe, Lian Jin is despicable and shameless, you must be careful!"

Zhao Kuo nodded, and said secretly in his heart, despicable and shameless, this time you must be ruined and have nowhere to go, you are despicable Lao Tzu is a thousand times more despicable than you.

Lian Jin's figure fell to the ground, and he exclaimed, the tip of the sword pressed against the opponent's throat, and the atmosphere of the scene was suddenly condensed, such a distance to the grasp of swordsmanship must be close to the extreme, Lian Jin closed the sword, his face was cold, if it wasn't for the competition, the person in front of him had become a corpse.

"Lian Jin wins!"

Zhao Ya couldn't help but stand up from the platform, especially the last move, a white dress fluttered down and was simply handsome, King Zhao coughed, Zhao Ya's figure slowly retreated, and a pair of eyes were always staring at Lian Jin who was slowly leaving in the martial arts arena.

In the last competition, the strength of the two is equal, you come and I are not lively, the long swords are fighting, the war drums on the martial arts field are thunderous and not lively, and finally one person seizes the opportunity, a round of attack to defeat the opponent, the long sword is withdrawn, and the hard battle just now will inevitably consume a lot of body.