Chapter 181: Qi to the final duel in the middle of the mountain, the sect leader and elder Bozhong
Jiang Han looked at the long-faced elder with an angry look, and couldn't help but smile and said, "Elder, don't worry, since we have already decided on the matter of the competition, then you have a chance to avenge Chanan, why rush at this time?"
The long-faced elder snorted coldly: "Just let you jump for a while, I won't be able to cry after a while!"
Jiang Han gestured towards the three of them: "Three elders, please." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"
The three elders stepped onto the platform, and the three of them deliberately stood far away from Jiang Han, Jiang Han reached out and took out a trumpet cannon, lit it and fired it.
After a while, the platform shook violently and began to rise slowly.
The three elders stood on the platform, looking around vigorously, the platform rose higher and higher, and the white-eyed elder finally couldn't help but ask, "Where are we going?"
Jiang Han waved his hand: "Elder, don't worry, we'll be there soon." ”
Halfway up the mountain, Jiang Han pointed to the gentle slope above the slope with his hand and said, "Elder, that's the place for the martial arts competition." ”
When the three of them looked up, they saw a crack in the mountain, forming a gentle slope, and two people were standing next to the gentle slope, looking down.
When he arrived at the side of the gentle slope, Jiang Han said, "Three elders, please." As soon as he jumped out of the platform, he jumped onto the gentle slope.
When the three of them saw him jump, some of them jumped down.
Coming to the gentle slope, the three elders stood still and looked at Jiang Han and the three of them opposite, and the long-faced elder spoke: "On the other side, is the Red Moon Sect Leader Cheng Xinyuan?"
Cheng Xinyuan nodded slightly: "It's the old man, I don't know the names of the three elders?"
The long-faced elder said arrogantly: "I am the second elder of Yunshui Pavilion, the horse-faced judge Lian Chang, these two are my junior disciples, the fourth elder Baimei Xiucai Wen Wuquan, and the fifth elder smiling Hu Yinxian. ”
Cheng Xinyuan hugged his fists slightly: "I have heard the names of the three elders for a long time, and I am fortunate to meet them." At this time, he was a little uneasy in his heart, these three people were all famous figures in Yunshui Pavilion for a long time, and they were also quite famous in the rivers and lakes, whether they could win this battle today, he really didn't have much bottom.
Lian Chang also hugged his fists: "Sect Leader Cheng, we have already negotiated today's matter, I don't think I need to bother to talk any more, we can only meet each other with swords, although you and I will meet friends with martial arts until now, but the sword and gun have no eyes, if there is damage, please don't blame Sect Leader, I don't know who you will shoot first?"
Cheng Xinyuan looked at Jiang Han and quietly pointed at himself, Jiang Han nodded lightly, Cheng Xinyuan took two steps forward, and said loudly: "I will first teach the elders' high skills, and ask a few elders' subordinates to be merciful." After speaking, he picked up the big knife in his hand, put on a posture, and stared at a few people.
The three elders glanced at each other, and the white-eyed Xiucai Wen Wuquan took two steps forward and hugged his fist towards Cheng Xinyuan: "It's up to me to learn the master's tricks." After speaking, he pulled out the sword in his hand, pulled a sword flower, and stared at Cheng Xinyuan with his eyes.
The two confronted each other on the field for a while, and no one refused to strike first, and the few people watching the battle around all left a distance, trying not to affect the two who were competing.
Finally, Cheng Xinyuan couldn't help it, and with a big knife in his hand, he slashed at the top of Wen Wuquan's head with a fierce knife from top to bottom, Wen Wuquan saw that the big knife was coming strongly, and he didn't dare to take it hard, his body flashed to the side, dodging the knife, and then with a shake of his wrist, a sword stabbed at Cheng Xinyuan's wrist.
Cheng Xinyuan hurriedly withdrew the knife back, shook his hands vigorously, and the big knife slapped horizontally at Wen Wuquan's sword body, Wen Wuquan didn't want to fight with Cheng Xinyuan, so he had to withdraw his sword and change his moves, and another sword attacked Cheng Xinyuan's arm, and the two of them fought together.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them fought for more than 20 rounds, and the fight was evenly matched, Cheng Xinyuan was a big knife with a strong sink, seeing that Wen Wu didn't want to fight with him, he was even more unforgiving, and the big knife in his hand was as fast as a knife, and it seemed that every knife was going to split Wen Wu in half.
And Wen Wuquan's swordsmanship is extremely exquisite, although the weapon is shorter, but a sword is inserted into the seams, surrounding the vital point of Cheng Xinyuan, and it does not fall behind at all.
Jiang Han also saw that Cheng Xinyuan's cultivation of "Night Zen Decision" is destined to be that the older he gets, the longer the cultivation time, the deeper the internal force, Cheng Xinyuan is over sixty years old this year, and has been practicing "Night Zen Decision" for many years, and his internal force is very deep, although every move is infused with a lot of internal force, but there is no hidden danger of insufficient internal force for a while. However, Cheng Xinyuan's knife technique is indeed too ordinary, it is an ordinary set of road cargo knife techniques, and it is difficult to pose any threat to Wen Wuquan.
This Wen Wu Quan is better than the swordsmanship, with skillful breaking force, although the internal force is far from Cheng Xinyuan, but the move is smart and weird, and it can always skillfully resolve Cheng Xinyuan's ferocious offensive, two people come and go, and it is difficult to distinguish the winner for a while.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them fought for more than fifty rounds, and they were still evenly matched, Jiang Han saw that beads of sweat had already appeared on Cheng Xinyuan's forehead, so he hugged his fist towards Lian Chang and said, "Elder Wen and Sect Leader Cheng have been fighting for a long time, and they are quite evenly matched, how about a draw even if this one is a draw?"
Lian Chang frowned and looked at the field, seeing that Cheng Xinyuan showed no signs of exhaustion, and had been on the offensive, although Wen Wuquan was not lagging behind, he was always on the defensive, and he couldn't take advantage of it for a while, so he nodded: "Just follow what you say." After speaking, he shouted at the two of them: "Senior brother, become the sect leader, stop, even if you tie this game." "He's right, anyway, there are two more games in the future, and if he wins them all, the result will be the same.
When the two people on the field heard this, they made a false move, jumped out of the circle, and Cheng Xinyuan said with some dissatisfaction: "Since the winner has not yet been decided, why should it be regarded as a draw?"
Wen Wuquan also nodded again and again: "Yes, senior brother, why did you stop, could it be that I can't fight him?"
Jiang Han hurriedly played a round and said: "It's just that Elder Lian has seen that the two of them have been fighting for a long time, and they have been evenly matched, and they don't know when they will fight again, so it's better for the two of them to take a break for the time being, and wait for the results of the other two competitions, if the other two are tied, it's not too late for the two to fight to the death." ”
Only then did the two of them ease their expressions, nodded to each other, put away their weapons and walked back to their respective sides.
Cheng Xinyuan walked to Jiang Han's side, stood the big knife on the ground, and whispered: "This Wen Wuquan is really not easy to deal with, the wind and rain of the scholar's swordsmanship are impenetrable, I am really not sure that I can beat him, and it is not bad to get a draw." ”
Jiang Han smiled and nodded: "Okay, Uncle Cheng, you can rest on the side, and we'll take care of the rest." (To be continued.) )