Chapter 587 (1/2)

The two masters stood three feet apart. Tong Zhen slowly returned to his seat and sat down, looking forward to the duel between the two masters.

The field was silent, a drum stopped, the dark clouds in the sky became thicker and thicker, and the whole sky seemed to be pressed down.

A rainstorm is coming, and the air is getting more and more dull.

Zhong Buwei slowly pulled out the medium long sword and said with a fist: ”Lord Rong, please!”

Rong Fei carelessly stood on the stage, his feet were full, his stick was slowly lifted in his hand, pointed to Zhong Buwei, and said, ”master Zhong, please!”

The clock didn't let out his breath. The long sword in his hand shook, and several sword lights appeared. He stepped two steps under his feet and ran to Rong Fei.

Rong Fei held the dark stick flat in his hand and met the stabbing sword.

The staff and sword intersected and made several crisp sounds of gold and iron. After a virtual move, the two immediately showed their abilities and fought with swords and sticks.

The sword was full of Qi, and the sound of the staff was whistling. The abbot Xu, the strong wind was stirring. Jinding 72 sword is fast and strange, and the dog beating stick is calm and rigorous. The two fight each other for a moment.

Watching for a moment without trace, I vaguely felt that Zhong Buwei's sword technique seemed to have been seen before and was quite familiar.

Rong Fei's stick is really extraordinary. The sound of the stick and sword is as dense as exploding beans, but there is no trace on the stick.

From time to time, there were cheers from the audience. Some disciples of the two sects cheered for their leaders and leaders, and some disciples of other sects couldn't help shouting good when they saw the wonderful and thrilling places.

If it weren't for the Wulin meeting, when would they be lucky to meet these two top experts?

The figures are flying and crisscross. Ten moves, 20 moves and 50 moves pass. Their body methods and moves are still fierce, fierce and fierce.

Several leaders on the stage also cheered one after another, and applause came from time to time.

Although Rong Fei's dog beating staff is much shorter than Yankai's iron staff, the moves used still have traces to follow, just like Yankai's staff. However, the dog beating stick was more flexible in his hand, and his moves were more sensitive and changeable.

With a thunderclap, the heavy rain that had accumulated for more than half a day poured down, and the big rain was as dense as a bead curtain. Finally, there was a chill in the dull air.

The two men on the stage were fighting and didn't mean to stop. The people in the square were nervous and absorbed, as if they didn't feel the long planned heavy rain at all.

The light of the sword, the sound of the stick and the rain make their fight look more wonderful.

Suddenly, Rong Fei burst into tears and drove his stick straight in, smashing the sword stabbed by Zhong Buwei. The stick was castrated, breaking the dense raindrops. With a strong wind, it suddenly stopped about an inch in front of Zhong Buwei's throat, and Zhong Buwei's long sword also looked at Rong Fei's ribs, less than three inches apart.

The air seemed to solidify at this moment, and there was only the sound of dense raindrops. At this moment, everyone seemed to forget to breathe, stared at the two people on the stage, as if they were fixed.

For a moment, Zhong Buwei slowly put down the long sword in his hand and said with a fist: ”let's master good stick technique. Zhong has learned it.”

Rong Fei also withdrew his stick, smiled brightly and said, ”master Zhong, accept it. Lao huazi is so lucky.”

The two fought fiercely for nearly a hundred moves. Although Rong Fei won with half moves in the end, Emei Jinding sword technique is really extraordinary.

Summer rain comes and goes quickly. It was raining heavily just now. At this time, the clouds had stopped raining. The sunlight on the first floor was projected through the scattered dark clouds, making the air more and more boring and anxious.

Tong Zhen came to the stage and announced that Rong Fei, the beggar sect leader, won the next round of competition.

Then, ouyunlong, the leader of Huashan Mountain, and Ying Feiyan, the leader of Kongtong, competed.

These two leaders are good at swordsmanship. Huashan swordsmanship was once famous in Wulin and known as the best sword in the world. Unfortunately, Huashan disciples have been mediocre for more than a hundred years, and there have been no top experts. Therefore, no one has learned many swordsmanship.

After Ou Yunlong took charge of Huashan Mountain, he received a wide range of disciples, which supported such a large Huashan Mountain sect. His swordsmanship is also well-known in the Wulin. Under his painstaking management, the name of Huashan is gradually improving.

Kongtong sword technique is always excellent. There are few disciples of Kongtong sect, but there are many experts. Ying Feiyan is a genius of Kongtong in recent 100 years. He not only carries forward the original sword technique of Kongtong, but also modifies and improves it on the basis of the original sword technique. Now his sword technique can be said to have reached the realm.

The two fought without much suspense. After 30 moves, Ou Yunlong, the leader of Huashan Mountain, was defeated.

So far, the competition among the leaders of the six sects on the stage has been completed, and it is almost dusk. Tong Zhen announced that the competition is over today and will continue tomorrow.

Although we were soaked, we still had more to say. In a burst of discussion, three or five groups gradually dispersed and went to the hero building and other hospitals prepared by the earthly Pavilion for dinner.

Wuji, Mo Ge and Huang San were taken to the courtyard where Dugu Xue lived.

There was no star or moon that night, and it was dark between heaven and earth.

Shangguan Mingyue stood in front of the window and looked at the darkness outside. Thoughts surged in his heart.

Although she was not interested in any Wulin meeting, she wondered whether her father, Shangguan Zhiyuan, had come to the Chenyuan pavilion after receiving his flying pigeon biography? Has he also participated in today's competition?

And the sister of her own milk compatriots, has she also come?

She was both looking forward to their coming and afraid of them coming.