Mysterious Martial Arts: The Record of the Swordsman

Chapter 31 The Gamble Begins

The lama's smile faded away with makeup, making him look extremely weird, but he raised the bronze sword in his hand and said loudly to the surrounding martial arts practitioners.

"The clue to the treasure of the Yuenv Sword you are looking for is on this sword in my hand. I will use it as a bet today. If anyone can beat me, I can take the head and treasures on my item. !"

The lama's words spread far and wide. This time, whether it was the Shaolin disciples who were bent on revenge or the martial arts masters who were obsessed with winning treasures, they all showed hesitation.

Officer Hong Xi quickly walked up to Chen Jinnan, and said in a low voice, "Be careful of fraud."

Lama Keba's ears moved slightly, and then he laughed loudly: "But if you want to compete, you have to follow my rules. Let's send three players in turn, and they are not allowed to appear on the stage repeatedly! After two out of three rounds, the loser will let the other side Deal with it!"

Chen Jinnan frowned slightly, and found that the situation of the demon monk's martial arts competition was quite strange.

Originally, the number and strength of the Qing army's masters were superior, and the quality of the personnel of the Tiandihui was slightly higher, but they could not completely overwhelm the opponent.

But at present, the masters of the Tiandihui are mainly Chen Jinnan and Hong Xiguan. The masters that the Qing soldiers can send are due to Ma Ninger's serious injury, leaving only Keba himself and Yan Zhendong who was recruited halfway.

The other party deliberately proposed a three-to-three duel. Could it be that they wanted to use Tian Ji's method of horse racing to exchange their own masters?

Chen Jinnan was thinking about gains and losses in his heart. The opponent's move was likely to save Ma Ning'er's disadvantage of retreat and buy time, but he knew that Chen Jinnan needed more time than the opponent!
"Headmaster, if we can quickly win the first two rounds, at least we can take the enemy's leader."

Hong Lixiang stepped forward and suggested, "If the situation is not right, or if the other party is cheating, the Jagged Youth League will definitely break through with all their might, and let the other party pay with blood."

Chen Jinnan nodded slowly, even if he is also a master, he is divided into three, six, or nine ranks. His own martial arts is more than a step higher than the opponent's, and Hong Xiguan is good at fighting. The advantage is Tiandihui.

"Okay! Since you used the sword to add luster to the first game, then I will also use the Juque sword as a bet!"

Chen Jinnan did not fall into the opponent's trap. The demon monk Keba advertised that the bronze sword was a clue to Yuenu's swordsmanship, but he said that he only admitted that it was a sword, and he was not qualified to exchange it for the treasure map of Nan Shaolin.

Keba's face twitched when he heard the words, but he was not annoyed, he nodded slightly and said, "Okay, then the little monk will teach you the best tricks."

...tight...seal...line...outside...no...accurate...answer...question...

The distance between the two sides was cleared to clear an open space. The two of them were already facing each other, the light of the torches was erratic, and the sobbing Konggu Dragons all around became more urgent.

Chen Jinnan had already fought against Keba just now, and he knew that the opponent's martial arts methods were quite complicated, extensive but not perfect, and he mainly practiced Tibetan yoga tantra, and only traces of tantra Mahamudra were seen in his external skills.

The study of chakras in Tibetan martial arts echoes with the meridians and acupoints of the Central Plains. The number of martial arts is strange, and the pursuit is just and fast, but there are few changes.From Keba's sword fights just now, it can be seen that he has no experience in using a sword, and he just caught Mr. Chen by surprise by relying on the strength of the weapon.

Back then when Ou Yezi forged swords, one of the swords could pierce a copper cauldron, but it was made of iron, and Xu Zhongjue was like rice, so it was called Juque.

Maybe the nameless bronze sword and Juque sword had a relationship once, and they might even lie quietly on the sword stand together for many years, but time has flowed silently, and today's two swords can only be tit-for-tat opponents .

Chen Jinnan's swordsmanship was at the highest level, his ultimate moves were fierce, and his attacks were like wind. He spread out layers upon layers without giving the opponent a chance to breathe.Even if the demon monk Keba wanted to get in the way, he would not be able to make effective changes under this level of pressure. This was the decision made by Mr. Chen long ago.

Since Chen Jinnan decided to form the Tiandihui ten years ago, he has had fewer chances to confront people directly, and spent most of his time studying martial arts and learning from others' strengths.As a leader, he does not lack the courage to execute with an iron fist, and he also has a judgmental vision, but his high position makes him always habitually visualize the enemy as symbols and data, plus the benefits behind it.

But I still have the ability to splatter the world with blood in five steps. Jiang Wenlai reminded Chen Jinnan of Ma Ninger's armored car before, just to plug the loophole of his incomplete information, but this time, Mr. Chen seems to have miscalculated again... …

Chen Jinnan's Juque sword rose across the sky, blocking the way out of Lama Keba with a style of "cliff breaking the cloud".

Lama Keba held the sword horizontally, clasped the hilt with his thumb and forefinger, and waited for the enemy with a strange posture. Suddenly, he grabbed the ear with his backhand and swung the sword from his shoulder!

This move was too surprising, and it aimed at Chen Jinnan's abdominal cavity, so he had no choice but to pull back and turn around, and look for an opportunity to attack after landing.

Following Chen Jinnan's offensive, the demon monk Keba's body rolled across the air this time, and the sword edge was pulled out one after another. The position of each sword cut was so strange that Chen Jinnan could only return his sword to defend.

As the opponent turned from offense to defense, Lama Keba started to move, spreading his sword over the sky and covering the sky, skillfully chopping, slashing, collapsing, pointing, and slashing, attacking Mr. Chen's flaws.

The lama, who pushed his opponent to a desperate situation, suddenly threw off the hat on his head, and stood upside down in an extremely weird posture. The bronze sword was hidden in his body from a position that Chen Jinnan could not see, as if he was about to use his legs to fend the sword.

The next moment, the sword stabbed backwards following the upside-down movement. The horizontal sword slashed through the cold stars, and the lama's legs kicked Chen Jinnan, causing him to lose his balance and retreat five steps, with blood overflowing from his mouth.

"It's a good way to win with odds."

Chen Jinnan was also not stingy, and he cheered first, surprised at the sharpness, weirdness and detachment of this sword technique, "But this doesn't seem to be a sword move."

Now that Chen Jinnan has been injured, if he tries hard to save face, he will fall into the opponent's trap - when all the masters on his side are seriously injured, it will be hard to say whether the opponent still behaves.

So Chen Jinnan admitted defeat without hesitation.

The demon monk Keba smiled triumphantly: "The boss has good eyesight. This is the Vajra Supreme Esoteric martial art from the same origin of our sect. Every posture in the secret manual is a saber technique. It takes years of practice to achieve it."

Chen Jinnan didn't pretend, he threw the Juque sword to the opponent casually, and walked back to the camp.

"Chief helmsman, are you alright?"

Hong Lixiang hurried forward as a doctor and asked about the situation of the brother-in-law.

Chen Jinnan smiled lightly: "It's okay, I lost half the trick this time. Now that Ma Ning'er has lost the threat, it doesn't hurt to give him the Juque Sword."

After speaking, he found Hong Xiguan, "Xiguan, the next round will definitely be the martial artist with Shandong accent, and I will trouble you."

The demon monk Keba said: "Master Chen, in the next game, I ask you to take out the treasure map as a bet, and I will satisfy you with something of the same value."

After finishing speaking, the monk soldiers under him handed over an exquisite wooden box, and took out a strange bowl inlaid with silver and lacquered from it, the color was gray and ominous.

"This Gabala bowl was obtained by my master Yang Lian Zhenjia in the Central Plains. I don't know if the chief rudder is interested?"

Chen Jinnan, who has always been calm and calm, even when he lost the Juque Sword, his eyes were tearing apart this time, and the Tiandihui and Wulin people were all angry, and the whole field was filled with the sound of swords coming out of their sheaths!

"Song Lizong's human bone wine bowl, why is it in your hand!"

During the Yuan Dynasty, Yang Lian Zhenjia, a demon monk, stole all the Southern Song imperial tombs, and even dug up Song Lizong's bones again, cut off his head, made wine vessels "inlaid with silver and painted", dedicated them to the emperor Basiba, and then transferred them to Hu Belie, it was not until the Ming Dynasty that Zhu Yuanzhang found him and buried him.

This kind of insane method made the world furious back then, how could the demon monk not shock the audience when he mentioned this matter at this time, and wanted to kill each other!

"Your Excellency is willing to compete, and I have no objection, but the rules have to be changed."

Hong Xiguan replied in a cold voice, "In the next round, we will decide whether to compete or not, and we will decide whether to live or die!"

(End of this chapter)