Datang ancient martial arts system

Chapter 19

Fang Yiai picked up a pair of axes from the side and went on the stage. No regrets for his muscular body, he swung the pair of axes vigorously.

Although Fang Yiai had no moves at all, Yuchi Gong had no way to deal with him without making a killing blow. The wooden stick hit Fang Yiai's body and arms, and he continued to dance wildly with his axes as if nothing had happened. Hacking at random.

Yuchi Gong repeatedly dodged several moves, he had no choice but to use his true energy to hit the axe, knocking the ax down, and hit Fang Yiai's joints with several sticks one after another, which made him lie down unable to move.

Seeing that there were not many people left, Situ Changfeng calmly stood in front of Yu Chigong with two guns in hand.

When Yu Chigong saw Situ Changfeng, his interest immediately increased. You know Bai San, Yang Kun had not persisted as long as him under the murderous intent.

"Boy, come on, don't worry about attacking, let the old man see your skills." Yu Chigong stretched out his left hand and said with a wooden stick on his shoulder casually.

In fact, it was Yuchi Gonggao who saw Situ Changfeng. The reason why he was able to persist for so long was mainly because he had experienced the battlefield, overcame life and death, and had strong perseverance. Be tough.

"Kill!" Situ Changfeng knew that he would not pose a threat to Yu Chigong, so he was not polite, let out a low shout, and stabbed out with two spears.

Although Situ Changfeng's gun speed was fast, it was only relatively speaking, and Yu Chigong defended effortlessly, so he brushed aside lightly.

After dozens of moves in a row, Yu Chigong saw Situ Changfeng coming and going, stabbing, picking, and sweeping. The moves were good, but the speed was fast, and there was nothing outstanding in other aspects, so he became a little impatient.

"Boy, if you can't come up with a special move, I can take action." Yuchi Gong forced Situ Changfeng back with a stick and said loudly.

Situ Changfeng's eyes suddenly opened, his arms paused, and he gathered strength slightly. His guns shook rapidly, and he pulled out dozens of spear flowers and stabbed Yuchi Gong head-on. It was the killing move of Erlong Playing with Pearls.

The pewter spear in Situ Changfeng's right hand kept shaking, and he pressed down with his left hand. The spear was like a poisonous snake, secretly and silently thrusting out towards Yuchi Gong's lower abdomen.

"Good!" Yu Chigong praised loudly, blocked the spear above with the wooden stick, took a sliding step, took two steps back, turned slightly sideways, the movements were done in one go, and he avoided it with ease.

"Bang!" Situ Changfeng kicked his right foot, and the two guns went up and down, one long and the other short, and stabbed out quickly. The upper spear blocks the lower spear, focusing on suddenness and concealment.

"That's right, but it's a pity that we can't hide it from the experts." Yu Chigong praised again, let go of the long stick, and with a wrong hand, firmly memorized the two long spears. With a slight shake, Situ Changfeng's hands went numb, and he couldn't help letting go hands.

Situ Changfeng saw that Yu Chigong dropped his spear, slipped his foot, stepped on Qilin step, white tiger offered his palm, fierce tiger crawled on the sand, tiger howled and dragon groaned, and quickly struck out with his zhenqi iron wire fist.

Yu Chigong snatched the two guns, just threw them on the ground, relaxed, and was hit by Situ Changfeng one after another in a moment of carelessness. The iron wire fist was very powerful. Although Situ Changfeng was not strong, he hit the body Still feeling a little pain, Yu Chigong couldn't help it, his body reacted naturally, and his true energy circulated, shaking Situ Changfeng away at once.

Situ Changfeng rubbed his sore wrist and couldn't help but smile bitterly. The difference between the two people's Qi was too big. Just their natural reactions made him unbearable. Moreover, the force that struck Yu Chigong was like a stone sinking into the sea, without making any waves.

"My boy, this set of boxing skills is good, and you have a set of bunting kung fu, which is good for self-defense. Otherwise, if you don't have a weapon, you will be slaughtered by others." Yu Chigong was both a compliment and a warning to everyone.

The test ended soon, Yu Chigong was very careless, and arranged a room for every six people, a small courtyard built of bluestone and logs, the courtyard is not small, and there are many rooms, it is very strange, no one The rooms are of different sizes and styles.

Each courtyard can accommodate more than a dozen people, and those who have entourages just live there. The Martial Academy only allows one person to bring an entourage, and not everyone has an entourage, so it is more than enough to live in.

Due to Yu Chigong's random swipe, he just slapped together the few people who stayed behind. In the dormitory where Situ Changfeng lived, there were Du He, Fang Yiai, and Bai San, who was always quiet and cold-faced. Two people, one named Zhang Wang, used a dragon hook and sickle as a weapon.

One is called Ma Zhan, and the weapon he uses is a golden spear with a tiger's head. The two are well-proportioned, have a calm demeanor, and a regular face.

In the dormitory, Du He and Fang Yiai have two guards who are the heirs of the family generals, Situ Changfeng's guard is Han Niu, and the other three have no guards.

After choosing the accommodation, several people gathered in the hall again, "Chang'an Duhe, this is the wife of the house, it's a pleasure to meet you all!" Du He said with a smile to several people.

"Luoyang Situ Changfeng!" Situ Changfeng also cupped his hands and said concisely.

Zhang Wang and others noticed that Situ Changfeng's eyes were strange, but they were slightly startled but showed no other expression, which made Situ Changfeng feel better.

"Look at Yanmen!"

"Golden City Horse Battle!"

"Liaodong Baisan!"

The three of them also introduced themselves.

"In ancient times, there was a Taoyuan triad that was passed down through the ages, and Jiajiakou's sworn brotherhood was passed down as a good story. How can we let the predecessors be beautiful? It is better to come to a martial arts academy. It will be a beautiful thing in the future." Du He smiled and said to the couple. said the man.

"Can!"

"Good!" These people were all teenagers with a lot of fun. When they mentioned this, they were all moved. Except Fang Yiai just kept nodding and looking around. Ma Zhan and the others looked at a few people and nodded. Said the head.

"Row!"

"no comment!"

Seeing that Bai San and Situ Changfeng agreed, he took advantage of the situation and agreed. After all, these people look pretty good, um, except for Du He.

"That's great, I'm sixteen this year and I'll be seventeen in three months!" Du He raised his brows and said excitedly.

"Wait a minute! We are all warriors, so we are naturally ranked based on kung fu and ability." Situ Changfeng raised the corners of his mouth and stretched out his right hand to stop others from speaking.

"That makes sense!" Bai San and the others nodded in agreement, and even Fang Yiai didn't stand by Du He's side.

"Then how do you do it?" Du He said listlessly, with the corners of his mouth twitching violently.

"Since we will be brothers in the future, of course we have to introduce ourselves, the martial arts skills, specialties, abilities, and of course age. To be the boss, of course, we need to consider various aspects. What do you think?" Situ Changfeng asked.

(End of this chapter)