The Song Dynasty has been deliberate for 16 years, only to know that it is the Water Margin

Chapter 232

In the arena, he has already played more than 100 moves.

It is rare for masters to fight for such a long time, and the more masters, the shorter the time to decide the outcome.

It is extremely rare for the two of Zhao Tun to fight for so long.

There was no flaw in Zhao Tong's body skills, and Zhong Lingxi's sword skills were also flawless.

At this time, even if you want to lure the enemy to go deep, it is impossible to sell a flaw.

Because it is often sold, it becomes a real flaw.

We can only look forward to whoever makes a mistake first, or who is weak enough to keep up with the opponent's speed.

But obviously if the stalemate continues, it will be Zhao Tun who will take advantage. He has no weapons and just dodges. In terms of physical exertion, he must be less than Zhong Lingxi who has been attacking all the time.

Both of them are well aware of this.

The sky was getting closer to dusk, and there was still a quarter of an hour before the end of the Luzhou competition.

The fighting in other arenas became more and more intense at this time, and the masters of several arenas had changed again and again.

Lianazha was still standing on the stage, but she was injured, even the sword was shattered, and Dia sent another one.

Zhao Tang looked at the sky, the sun was setting, and there was a lot of rouge.

The rays of the setting sun shone on the ring, making the ring red with blood.

Suddenly Zhong Lingxi slashed at him, and Zhao Tun hurriedly dodged back, but just as the knife was slightly empty, the scimitar flew out of Zhong Lingxi's hand and continued to kill Zhao Tun.

At this moment, Zhao Tun's old strength was exhausted, and his new strength was exhausted. When he was about to be unable to dodge the saber, he suddenly used an iron bridge to fall backwards, and the round moon scimitar flew past his chest.

But Zhong Lingxi was not willing to let go of this rare and precious opportunity, a short dagger appeared in each of his hands in an instant, and he rushed over like a goshawk fighting a rabbit, one dagger grabbed the throat, the other dagger took the chest, and stabbed the enemy from top to bottom. Zhao Tun.

These few times the rabbit rose and the falcon fell, extremely fast, before everyone in the audience could react, the dagger was about to stab Zhao Tong.

No matter how powerful the Baquan is, it can't resist the sharp edge, and the two daggers have already locked Zhao Tong's throat and chest!
Zhao Tong frowned slightly, suddenly sank, and lay flat on the ring, then stretched out his hands, turning fists into claws!
He changed Baquan to Dragon Claw Hand!

Because the change was so fast, no one noticed the movement of his hands. When the dagger was about to reach, he actually grabbed Zhong Lingxi's wrists with his dragon claws, and then moved to the sides.

How did Zhong Lingxi expect such a change? She was going to stab Zhao Tun to death and use her strength to jump up, but at this moment, her hands and wrists were caught by the opponent, and she was pulled to the sides, and she lost her balance immediately. He threw himself on Zhao Tun.

Seeing this, Wang Qing in the flower tent became excited and shouted: "Okay, okay, this kind of fight is exciting enough!"

The youngest Zhong next to him couldn't help but look gloomy. Originally, Zhong Lingxi had been unable to fight for a long time, so his expression gradually became dignified, but he never thought that such a thing would happen in the ring.

Zhong Lingxi's expression also changed drastically, the original shy expression was no longer there, and instead it was full of murderous anger, trying to break free from Zhao Tun's hands, but the dragon claw hand was a first-class grasping skill, she No matter how hard he struggled with his hands, he couldn't get rid of them. Instead, the violent twisting of his body made the situation on the stage even more difficult to describe.

Wang Qing laughed loudly and said: "This Li Fei still has some tricks. Sure enough, there are only wrong names, not wrong nicknames!"

The others also showed ambiguous expressions, but Li Zhu stroked his beard, seemingly thoughtful.

At this moment, Zhong Lingxi suddenly raised her leg and slammed forward. Seeing a flash of coldness between her legs and knees, Zhao Tun hurriedly let go, and she also bounced aside.

Zhong Lingxi had a murderous look on her face, and she followed closely. She was not wearing the arrow-sleeve gown, but was wearing a skirt. She saw the legs under the skirt kicked out in a row, and a hole protruded from the knees and above the toes of the shoes. A small sword head.

Legs in skirt?Zhao Tong frowned, he didn't expect Zhong Lingxi to be capable of such fierce martial arts.

This leg in the skirt is an extremely vicious martial art, it specializes in sneak attacks, it is more vicious than a hidden weapon, at least the hidden weapon will give you time to react, but the leg in the skirt is specially used in front of you, even if you are on guard, you can't Very difficult to dodge the past.

At this moment, Zhao Tong finally understood why Zhong Lingxi was wearing a skirt when he was competing on stage, because he wanted to cover up his sneak attack.

But this martial art is not in the light, it is very easy to succeed in a sneak attack, but once you see the light and you don't succeed, then the only advantages are the knees and the toe of the sword.

Zhong Lingxi also has no weapons in her hands now, but her legs are superb, and she uses a series of tricks to force Zhao Tong into the ring in a short time.

Zhao Tong frowned slightly. Zhong Lingxi's martial arts skills are indeed very high, but it is not impossible to kill her, but she is the youngest daughter of Zhong Lingxi. Killing her will most likely ruin Wang Qing's plan.

Youngest Zhong is only one woman, so she must have something to discuss when she comes to see Wang Qing. If he beats Zhong Lingxi to death on the stage, Youngest Zhong will definitely not let it go, and whether she can sneak into Wang Qing's army will be a matter of debate. , This is also the reason why he has been letting Zhong Lingxi go.

He planned to delay until the end of the ring, and then the big event would be over. As for Zhong Lingxi who came to find fault after the end of the Luzhou ring, he had already become Wang Qing's general at that time, so naturally he had many ways to deal with it.

Zhao Tuo glanced at the Kelou in the distance, feeling that the time was almost up, and then when Zhong Lingxi kicked in the air, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the woman's ankle, and then threw it down the stage viciously. .

Zhong Lingxi's expression changed immediately, and then he didn't know what movement method he used, but he twisted his waist and sank. He was not thrown out of the ring, but landed on the edge.

At this moment, the gong sounded, and the seventh day of the Luzhou competition ended.

Zhong Lingxi looked at Zhao Tun, suddenly smiled, and said in a low voice: "Li Fei, wait until I turn around and kill you!" After speaking, he jumped off the ring and walked towards the flower canopy.

At this time, all the competitions in the arena stopped, and even if the arena hadn't been finished, the ring leader was judged to be victorious, after all, it was time for the competition.

Next, the director of Daobilang, began to select the second and No.3 of each ring according to the number of wins in the past seven days. Those who were disabled by death or disabled, or who left Luzhou, went down in order push.

After the heroes of the green forest off the stage dispersed in an orderly manner, 30 people from Luzhou Leisure came to the stage to meet Wang Qing.

Wang Qing was overjoyed, he had been watching in the flower tent for the past seven days, and he knew that these people had real skills, and now that these 30 people helped him, it would be even more powerful for him.

He immediately appointed ten ring masters as generals, and rewarded them with a mansion and a thousand taels of gold.

No. 2 was named the guard general, and No. 3 was named the deputy general, each with a reward.

Then back to the city, Wang Qing held a grand banquet in the palace, singing and dancing to entertain the crowd, and gave them three days to rest and arrange family affairs.

(End of this chapter)