Chapter 72 Picturesque Country and Heroic Man

On the No. 4 ring, a young man in a light blue shirt was dragging a long sword with his forehand. The tip of the sword was hanging on the stage, as sharp as a cold star. Blood was dripping down the sword body, and it was bending on the stage like an earthworm. It rolled down with a "clack" when it reached the edge of the platform.

The young man's hands were still shaking, but his eyes were full of determination and persistence.

Tong Guan on the other side slapped the table and said, "Okay, this young man is doing a good job!"

Gao Qiu next to him snorted with a look of disdain.

Zhao Tong looked at the young man. This was what Ouyang Bei said was a suspected first-class expert. The young man used the sword, which was rare.

He looked at the slip of paper in front of him, and it was clearly written on it: Xiao Changkong, surname from Chengdu Prefecture, ten people signed up, and the rest were from Guangdong and Guangdong.

Chengdu Mansion... Zhao Yu thought for a moment, it is a prosperous and wonderful place.

"My lord, this young man is going to fight again." Ouyang Bei whispered.

Zhao Tong narrowed his eyes and thought about asking someone to replace the young man. He is a top-notch player at a young age, which is extremely rare. This arena is not an open and honest place. All kinds of underhanded tricks are possible. It is not an exaggeration to say that the use of any means is justified. , he would not be able to bear it if the young man lost his money.

This time, he used eight points of his strength, and when the sword was broken, he pushed forward directly, smashing everything in front of the young man. But before the sword was broken, he used too much force, and this move was a bit old.

However, hooks can restrain swords to a certain extent, and even two-handed hooks can have special effects on plain knives and spears in infantry combat at certain times.

Zhao Tong nodded, and the young man in the stands cautiously stepped forward to withdraw the long sword. This time, he did not continue to beat the sword, but instead raised his hand to the canopy, signaled to the people, and jumped down.

The hook cannot restrain the Emei thorn. In fact, no weapon can truly restrain the Emei thorn.

The two of them didn't talk nonsense. The young man's sword was like autumn water, splashing across the sky, and his sword skills were free and easy, which was quite beautiful.

Zhao Tong had seen this scene in the study room and snorted coldly: "What are you talking about?"

"Ah, big daddy, this little brother is so handsome, I'm afraid he's going to die." The little eunuch behind Mi Zhenting covered his mouth and exclaimed.

Ouyang Bei hurriedly entered the study room and said politely: "Sir, it's nothing, it's just that last time I went shopping... to eat melons, this guy didn't even have a single copper coin in his body, and I don't even spend money to go to the tavern on weekdays, let alone a few... Rotten watermelon, in the end it is the subordinates who will settle the bill."

Zhao Tong wrote a memorial in the flower canopy, describing the situation of today's battle. After writing, he handed it to Mi Zhenting to take back to the palace.

The young man could only lean back and hold the moon in his arms to block the hook. Unexpectedly, the person using the double hook was waiting for this opportunity. The hook circled and locked the young man's sword.

The first day of the arena competition ended at dusk. All ten arenas of the Liao people were damaged, but more people died on the Song side, almost twice as many as the Liao people.

Zhao Tong was about to speak, but paused. The young man was proficient in martial arts, but he didn't know what his temperament was. If he didn't know how to advance or retreat, was careless and determined in his heart to gain fame by fighting continuously, then... he would die.

The hooker on the stage had a ferocious look on his face and he chuckled: "Cut it off!"

He continued to look forward and saw that the young man had not left. After registering with the head of the Ministry of War and the Pro-Military Department, he went back to the side. It turned out that there were about ten people waiting for him there.

The young man could not draw his sword. Seeing the pair of hooks being unscrewed with force, he could not help but raise his eyebrows. What happened next made the hook wielder stunned, the sword did not break!

The young man's erratic swordsmanship made Zhao Tong's heart move. He smiled at Huang Gu behind him and said, "Can he be defeated?"

Zhao Tong smiled and said, "You're still not sure if you talk a lot of nonsense."

Zhao Tong said calmly: "The best way to break the situation is to not break the sword. Otherwise, unless the young man has other means, his sword is not as sharp as iron, but is extremely hard, similar to your piece of black iron."

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Xiao Changkong competed three times in a row, and in the fifth round, the unimproved player unexpectedly won two games in a row. He was originally a master of concealed weapons, and apart from the two of them, he had never seen anyone outstanding.

Huang Gu frowned: "Your Majesty, this son's swordsmanship is completely different from that of his subordinates. He uses the good to supplement the extraordinary. Now it has become a climate. Although we can fight in a battle, the outcome is unpredictable."

When he returned home, it was already dark. After eating, he saw Lei San leading Ouyang Bei over.

He twisted his hands with hooks, trying to break the long sword. This is also the viciousness of the hook weapon. It takes advantage of a single sword.

Zhao Tong looked at those people. They were both men and women. They were all dressed in street clothes, their manners were reckless, and their weapons were all kinds of. There was even such a thing as a one-handed axe.

Unexpectedly, the hook wielder had such a change. He didn't twist the sword originally, but he was shocked. He didn't expect that the young man could still make a move at this moment.

He yelled, but he had no choice but to use his moves. When he regained his strength, the sword had already passed through his chest. The remaining strength actually led him back with a thump thump, and finally he was nailed to a corner pillar!

"It's actually a sword!" Huang Gu blurted out.

At this time, a person entered the arena from behind. However, he was not in Khitan attire, but in Han attire with arrow sleeves. He was obviously a Han from Liao.

This person's weapon is rare, it is actually a double hook for hand protection. There are very few people using weapons like hooks. It is similar to Liu Huiniang's gilded Emei thorn. Initially, it was born under some special circumstances. It has no advantage against the enemy normally.

, but using it selectively can restrain the opponent.

Zhao Tong said: "Neither arrogant nor impetuous, cautious and well-founded, strong in means, and at such a young age, there is nothing better than a hero."

However, the two of them didn't look at each other. When they arrived at the door of the study, Lei Santong turned around and left after informing him. Only then did Ouyang Bei look back and whispered: "What a bastard!"

Mi Zhenting didn't say anything, but just pushed back the stick in his hand. The young eunuch was immediately knocked to the ground, with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

Huang Gu said: "Your Majesty's words make me feel itchy. Coach Xu has already written a letter to his cousin Tang Long. I don't know when we will arrive in Tokyo."

The corner of the young man's mouth was slightly raised. At this lightning moment, he loosened the hilt of the sword in his hand, and then made a palm and pushed hard towards the tail of the sword. The long sword suddenly moved forward from the hook like a dragon.

Drilling in, even the hilt of the sword slipped through.

Zhao Tong said: "Junior brother, what do you think of this person?"

Zhao Tong looked at the stage with a gloomy look on his face. It was not that the young man was inferior to his opponent in martial arts. He was actually restrained by his opponent's double hooks. The weapon was now locked, unless...

At this time, the double hook player on the field suddenly bowed his body, used a move to push the window to look at the moon, and suddenly blocked the young man's left and right retreats, and the snowflake hook swept towards the young man's chest.

Zhao Tong looked at him for a while and said calmly: "What's the matter?"

The Liao people's double hooks flashed like silver dragon's double scissors in the sunlight. They did not seek to kill the enemy directly, but only to lock the sharp sword in the young man's hand first.

These people, led by the young man, were in high spirits and did not hide their emotions at all. They laughed when they were happy, cursed when they were angry, and looked sad and screamed to the sky when they were sad.

The Liao people had previously sent out a man with a shield and a single sword. Fortunately, he had thought about it. He picked up the shield in the ring in order to restrain the young man's long sword, but he failed and died. This time they sent out a double-hook warrior, but he looked very powerful.

You must get it.

Zhao Tong looked at it, with a hint of envy in his expression, but he covered it up in an instant, smiling to himself: "The country is picturesque, the swords are everywhere, there are so many heroes..."

Yue Fei looked around at the Shangshu Taiwei and said in a low voice: "Senior brother, this man has made me admire him regardless of his swordsmanship or demeanor."

Huang Gu immediately lowered his head in shame and scratched the ground with the toes of his boots.

Ouyang Beidao: "Young master, I have a distant cousin who lives in a remote mountain in the northwest. He is thinking about serving the country all day long. He just heard the news late. Now that he has come to Tokyo, the registration has ended..."

Zhao Tong interrupted him and said: "Your cousin wants to compete on stage?

Ouyang Beidao: "Master, that's exactly what it is."

Zhao Tong was silent for a few moments and then said, "What are his abilities?"
Chapter completed!