[Qin] My father's name is Bai Qi

Touching a sword for the first time?

Xiong An was startled, and just opened his mouth to stop Ying Zheng, but it was too late, Ying Zheng had already walked into the arena holding an ebony sword.

It's over!Ah Zheng will be beaten this time!If you let Ah Zhong know that I didn't take good care of Ah Zheng, he will definitely beat me when he comes back!

Xiong An covered his eyes with his hands, he didn't dare to watch the scene where Ying Zheng and others were going to be beaten.

To use Ah Chung's usual catchphrase, it is called "The picture is too beautiful to imagine."

"Please!" Gongsun Shu cupped his hands and performed a martial salute.

"Please!" Ying Zheng also cupped his hands and saluted generously.

Gongsun Shu looked at Ying Zheng, who was tall and different from ordinary people, and saw his calm and calm appearance, his heart was slightly put away, and he decided to use real kung fu to deal with Ying Zheng.

I saw Gongsun Shu standing on tiptoe, rushing forward, making one step and then two steps. Before Yingzheng could see clearly, Gongsun Shu had already slipped in front of Yingzheng, and at the same time raised his sword to stab at Yingzheng.

Yingzheng has never learned any swordsmanship before. When he saw Gongsun Shu coming with his sword, he instinctively raised his sword to block it. Fortunately, Gongsun Shu's sword was just a test of Yingzheng's swordsmanship, and he didn't use all his strength. Ying Zheng was lucky enough to block the sword, but he also completely exposed his inability to swordsmanship to everyone.

"It's a bit of brute force, but... so you really don't know swordsmanship?" Gongsun Shu sneered, waved the ebony sword in his hand, and at the same time dashed forward in an arc.

This time, Ying Zheng didn't block Gongsun Shu's wooden sword, he only felt a pain in his heart, and when he lowered his head, he found that his chest was stabbed firmly by the ebony sword.

If it was a real sword, Ying Zheng would be lying on the ground; if it was an ordinary sparring, the loser would give up the sword and admit defeat.

But Ying Zheng didn't want to just give up, and Gongsun Shu didn't intend to just give up.

Therefore, both of them tacitly did not mention this matter, and continued to fight with swords.

"Papa papa!" Ying Zheng's chest and arms and other tribes were continuously hit hard by Gongsun Shu's ebony sword.

You don't need to lift up your clothes to see, just by the sound, you can tell that Ying Zheng's injury is not serious. Although it is not fatal, it must be very painful.

"Hmph! Zhao Zheng, it's still too late to admit defeat!" Gongsun Shu sneered, looking at Ying Zheng whose sword was trembling slightly.

Ying Zheng bit his lower lip stubbornly, his forehead was dripping with sweat, and he didn't know whether it was from the pain or from the sun.

"Just hit it, stop talking so much nonsense!" Ying Zheng snorted coldly, and at the same time changed his one-handed sword to two-handed sword, and looked at Gongsun Shu warily.

"Hmph! I don't know how to live or die! If you don't surrender, I'll let you win today!" Gongsun Shu pointed his ebony sword at Ying Zheng's face and said.

In the previous few swords, Gongsun Shu stabbed in places where he could not see. He did not hit people in the face. It is not good to leave scars on the face. You must know that people these days are very groomed. They are too ugly or their faces are incomplete. , Don't even think about being an official.

But the stubborn expression on Ying Zheng's face, especially the unyielding brilliance in his beautiful eyes, made Gongsun Shu feel very uncomfortable.

Don't you want to be an heir?Don't you have a younger brother?When your face is flawed, let's see if you can still be an heir!

In the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period at that time, it was not popular to confer kings and titles on princes, and then hereditary succession, the country supported you and your descendants for generations to come.

If the son can't become the prince, and then can't become the king, then the first generation can barely survive, and the generation of the grandson will be no different from the common people. They can only find jobs around themselves to earn money to support their families. have to.

Therefore, if Ying Zheng really couldn't be an heir because he was hurt by Gongsun Shu, then the feud between the two of them will be considered serious today.

"If you want to fight, then fight! It's useless to talk too much!" Ying Zheng raised his sword, looked at Gongsun Shu with firm eyes, and there was a bit of a soldier's killing spirit in his gestures.

"Hmph! Bluffing!" Gongsun Shu shouted, and stabbed Ying Zheng with his ebony sword.

Ying Zheng rolled on the spot, waved the ebony sword in his hand, and went down the road facing Gongsun Shu.

This move was beyond Gongsun Shu's expectation. He immediately raised his sword to block Ying Zheng's attack, but was kicked by Ying Zheng's feet, so he lost his footing and almost fell to the ground.

"Despicable! Shameless! How can you sneak attack with a sword!" Gongsun Shu took two steps back and said with a strange cry.

"Since it's a sword competition, it's natural to focus on actual combat. Don't tell me you'll be attacked by weird people in actual combat?" Ying Zheng jumped up from the ground with a sneer, and raised his sword again to slash at Gongsun Shu.

Hearing Ying Zheng's righteous and shameless words at first, Gongsun Shu choked up, and then raised his sword to block Ying Zheng's stabbing sword.

After fighting for so long, Yingzheng's old man, Gongsun Shu, has basically figured out that although he doesn't know swordsmanship, he has great strength and agility. I'm so sorry for this man - he was stabbed by someone who doesn't know swordsmanship.

The two swords twisted together.

Ying Zheng and Gongsun Shu used ordinary ebony swords, not peerless swords. The result of twisting two swords together was that both swords broke at the same time.

This was beyond Gongsun Shu's expectations, but within Ying Zheng's expectations.

Seeing that both of them had no swords in their hands, Ying Zheng rushed forward, hugged Gongsun Shu's waist with his right hand, and with the help of his own rotation force and the inertia of the opponent's forward rush, he even pushed Gongsun Shu in the direction of his rotation, and both sides He hugged his feet off the ground.

If it is a man and a woman in a TV series, the two can at least face-to-face and eye-to-eye in mid-air for 3 minutes.

But in reality, Gongsun Shu felt that he had only turned half a circle before he realized that Ying Zheng in front of him suddenly became shorter, while he suddenly grew taller.

no no no!It's not that I have grown taller, but that my perspective has suddenly become higher.

In the eyes of Xiong An and other spectators, the situation at that time was like this.

It was too late to say that, Ying Zheng shortened his body, roared, lifted Gongsun Shuteng with all his strength, and then threw it out heavily.

"The art of horns? So Ah Zheng, you know the art of horns? Why didn't I think of it? You are so big and have such great strength!" Xiong An said, clapping his hands desperately.

Those with horns are also wrestling and sumo wrestling in later generations.In the Warring States Period, Jiaozuo was the most popular fighting game among the people of various countries.Hu Feng was the heaviest in the two countries of Zhao and Qin. Many Rong, Di and Xiongnu tribes had infiltrated into the two countries, and the wind of horns was stronger than that of the other five countries. All young and old, men, women, farmers, and soldiers all used it as a way to strengthen their bodies.Ying Zheng was born in the country of Zhao, and his biological mother was a daughter of Zhao. It is not unusual for Ying Zheng to know horns, but he did not expect him to be a master of it.

"Hmm..." Ying Zheng nodded at Xiong An with a smile. Compared with the swordsmanship that needs to buy a sword and hire a teacher, the price of learning horns is not only affordable but also has high practical value. The price-performance ratio is really not good.

Compared with Ying Zheng who was standing in the field with a smile on his face, Gongsun Shu was out of luck.

Ying Zheng's throw just now was made with all his strength in a fit of anger.Therefore, his body flew straight out for several meters, and a fairy came down to earth and landed face first; after landing, he used the sliding force of the floor to slide a few meters on the ground with his face on his feet, and then Both feet "squat" and fell to the ground. After crawling for a long time, I didn't get up. Only my limbs were still twitching. It looked like the plot in the cartoon.

Fortunately, it was raining a little outside today, so this sword competition was held indoors, and the floor was covered with wooden boards, which were wiped clean and smooth; It would be strange not to wipe off a layer of skin on Gongsun Shu's face.

Ying Zheng looked at Gongsun Shu's bruised and swollen face, and was very happy, but at the same time, he was also a little worried. Today's matter must not be hidden. Although Gongsun Shu provoked it first, he still used it It is also a fact to plot against the other party, so I don't know if this move will affect the nobles in the palace's opinion of themselves.

Sure enough, nothing happened during the day, and Zichu received an order from his grandfather, King Zhaoxiang.