Han Dao world

Chapter 707
As the saying goes, the sword is a gentleman's weapon.

In addition to being a weapon, the sword also has the function of a sacrificial vessel.In the pre-Qin period, everyone would wear a sword regardless of literature or martial arts.After the Qin and Han Dynasties, the sword gradually left the battlefield, and the sacrificial weapon played a greater role. It was no longer a weapon of self-defense, but became a symbol of status.

Especially those children of aristocratic families and scholars who care about their status.

No matter how good your martial arts are, you must wear a gorgeous sword to show that you abide by ancient etiquette and are different from ordinary people.Even above the court hall, a wooden sword must be worn to conform to etiquette.

Liu Xie was very disapproving of this.

A group of scholars who couldn't draw a bow, couldn't see blood, and their legs trembled when they saw a war horse, even if they were covered with swords, it was useless.

He has never had a good impression of this kind of superficial writing, and regards it as one of the ideological diseases that must be eliminated.

Zhou Yu's sword is obviously not just a decoration, but to be honest, Liu Xie doesn't believe how high his martial arts are.

Of course, martial arts must be passed on, but more importantly, persistent hard training, especially confrontational training.

Practicing martial arts alone can easily turn into practicing dance.

Zhou Yu's operation is very chic, but Liu Xie, who insists on practicing martial arts every day, can see at a glance that although his martial arts cannot be said to be flashy, his fighting power is definitely not as good as Lu Su's.

After Lu Su entered the court, he was accompanied by masters every day and had enough time to practice. He has made great progress and is enough to become a first-class master.

He took the initiative to invite Zhou Yu to fight, perhaps because he knew the depth of Zhou Yu's martial arts, and he was definitely not Zhao Yun's opponent.By fighting on your own, you can control the rhythm to some extent and save some face for Zhou Yu.

Liu Xie wanted to see how Lu Su would save face for Zhou Yu.

If Lu Su faked the match in front of him, there would be a problem.

Lu Su pulled out his four-foot-long saber and made a fool of himself. "Gongjin, my saber is a war saber made by the Iron Officer of Hedong. It is four feet long and weighs four catties and seven taels. It is much heavier and tougher than your sword."

Zhou Yu held the sword in one hand and put it in a stance. "Zijing, my sword is also made by a famous Jiangdong craftsman. It is a real hundred-refined weapon. It is four feet three inches long, longer than ordinary swords, and weighs two catties and one tael."

When Zhou Yu drew his sword, Liu Xie noticed that his sword was longer than ordinary swords.It's not a big deal, Zhou Yu is more than eight feet tall, a head taller than normal, so there is no problem with a sword that is a few inches long.

But the longer the sword, the harder it is to counterweight, and most of the weight is on the counterweight, which requires more arm strength.With the length of Zhou Yu's sword, two catties and one tael are obviously light.

This shows that Zhou Yu's sword is not a battle sword, and has more elements of etiquette, so the requirements for balance are not high.

Using such a sword to compete in martial arts, if the martial arts has the advantage of crushing, of course there is no problem.But if they are evenly matched, or even inferior in skills, then it will be difficult.

When masters compete with each other, the slightest difference is the difference between victory and defeat, not to mention using weapons that are not in hand.

After hearing Zhou Yu's words, a few casual riders on the side already showed disapproval expressions, and smiled at each other.

Zhou Yu also knew this in his heart, but he pretended not to see it and motioned for Lu Su to attack.

Lu Su swung his saber forward, and swung his saber diagonally.

Zhou Yu stretched out his arms and stabbed with his sword straight, hoping to use his advantages in the length of his arms and sword to hit Lu Su in one fell swoop and end the battle quickly.

As soon as the expert stretches out his hand, he will know if there is one.

Liu Xie took a look at this and knew that Zhou Yu would definitely lose.

His tactics are right, but his strength cannot give full play to his tactics.

His speed was not fast enough, and the speed of his sword could not pose a substantial threat to Lu Su.

Sure enough, Lu Su easily pushed away Zhou Yu's sword, rushed into the circle, and slashed with the long knife one after another, aggressively.

Even if he doesn't give it his all.

Zhou Yu lost the opportunity and fell into a predicament. He was too busy dealing with Lu Su's attack and had no power to fight back.

After a few rounds, Zhou Yu's breath became a little unsteady, the operation of his hands became slower and slower, and he could no longer swing the long sword freely.

Lu Su had to slow down, fought Zhou Yu a few more times, and then retreated.

Zhou Yu was already a little out of breath, and his white face flushed. I don't know if it was from anxiety or embarrassment, maybe it was a combination of both.

"Zijing's progress in martial arts is gratifying, I admire it." Zhou Yu said with a sincere admiration, holding the long sword upside down.

Lu Su bowed his hand and returned the gift. "Gongjin, you've worked hard all the way, and you're not strong enough. Rest for a few days and try again."

How could Zhou Yu not know what Lu Su meant? He was grateful in his heart, but still shook his head. "Thank you Zijing. But even if I rest and practice for a while, I'm still no match for you."

He turned around and saluted Liu Xie again. "I'm ashamed, I'm showing my shame, I'm not Zijing's opponent."

Liu Xie nodded slightly. "Do you know why you lost?"

Zhou Yu froze for a moment, raised his head, and looked at Liu Xie.

He was not as good as others, so he refused Lu Su's humility and took the initiative to admit defeat, but he didn't want to deceive himself and lose his demeanor.But the emperor didn't let it go, and instead asked him the reason for his defeat, which was a bit deceptive.

And it was clear that the Son of Heaven did not think that lack of physical strength was the reason for his failure.

For a split second, he wanted to sneer back.

But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.

Because he saw the eyes of the emperor.

From the eyes of the emperor, he could not see teasing or teasing these emotions, only expectations.

Just like an elder, with fervent hope, I hope he can introspect himself and find the reason for his failure.

Although he knew that the emperor was younger than himself, at that moment, Zhou Yu accepted it obediently.

He looked at the sword in his hand and pondered for a moment.

"If the utensils are not suitable for the Tao, the hands are not satisfactory, and setbacks are inevitable."

Liu Xie nodded with satisfaction.Zhou Yu's martial arts could not satisfy him, but Zhou Yu's attitude surprised him.

Being able to admit defeat in public may be just a matter of demeanor.

It takes a lot of courage to be able to analyze the reasons for your defeat in public, and point out that there is something wrong with the sword you are proud of.

"Change to a sword that suits your hand, and try again in a few days." Liu Xie said sincerely.

At this moment, he accepted Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu bit his lip lightly, and bowed in obeisance.

"only."

Liu Xie turned to look at Sun Ce. "It seems that you have no choice but to choose Zilong. What is your best martial art? Riding and archery? Or foot combat? No matter what it is, show it to your heart's content. Let me see the heroic appearance of Wu Chenghou's descendants. Can you support me? Arouse your ambition to become a marquis and a general."

When Sun Ce heard this, his blood surged up.

His father, Sun Jian, was named Marquis of Wucheng for his military exploits. After Sun Jian died in battle, he was supposed to be the heir, but he gave the marquis to his younger brother Sun Kuang.

The meaning of this is very clear, he doesn't want to inherit his father's shadow, he wants to be a marquis by his own ability.Now the emperor said this sentence not only to express his respect for his father Sun Jian, but also to express his ardent hope for him.

At this moment, how could he hide his clumsiness and miss this once-in-a-thousand-year opportunity.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, I will do my best." Sun Ce said loudly.

Liu Xie turned around and said to Zhao Yun: "Zilong, be careful, this is an unusual opponent."

Zhao Yun took his orders calmly and unhurriedly.

"only."

(End of this chapter)