Water Margin people

Chapter 251 Three Battles

"It's good to have said so earlier, the Sa family has long thought of this!"

Seeing this, Lu Zhishen directly went up to the Mingjiao people with the water mill Zen staff in hand and said, he is not good at speaking, but he is an expert when it comes to fists.

"What is your monk's name?"

Fang La looked at Lu Zhishen in surprise. Just from Lu Zhishen's aura, he could see that he was extraordinary, not at all inferior to Deng Yuanjue, the Dharma protector in his teaching.

"Sajia Lu Zhishen! Which one comes out and gestures twice!"

Lu Zhishen ignored Fang La, pointed at the Mingjiao people and said harshly.

"Who wants to fight?"

Fang La looked at the people around him and said.

"Little monk Deng Yuanjue, ask your brother for advice on two tricks!"

Deng Yuanjue came out of the battle holding a Hun iron Zen stick and performing Buddhist rituals.

"I've wanted to ask you to try my hand for a long time, look at the Zen staff!"

Seeing that it was Deng Yuanjue who was going to fight, Lu Zhishen laughed and swung the water mill Zen stick to kill.

When Deng Yuanjue saw Lu Zhishen approaching, he also waved his Zen stick to meet him.

The two great monks used heavy Zen sticks. Lu Zhishen's water-milled Zen stick weighed 62 kilograms, and Deng Yuanjue's muddy iron Zen stick weighed more than 50 kilograms. The ear-splitting feedback, like dragons singing and tigers roaring and thunderbolts, resounded through the sky.

Such a fierce confrontation made both sides amazed. It was the first time for Fei Bao and others to see Lu Zhishen make a move. They used to only know that Baoguang Tathagata in Jiangnan was mighty and invincible, but now they know that Monk Hua in Liangshan is not too shy. It is exactly the same as the opponent.

"Happy! Come again!"

After thirty strokes in a row, Lu Zhishen and Deng Yuanjue were tied. Lu Zhishen said with a smile, it was the first time he had met someone who could fight him like this purely by strength. He felt refreshed and wanted to continue fighting .

"Senior brother's martial arts are so amazing!"

Deng Yuanjue was astonished. He had been traveling in the south of the Yangtze River for many years, but he had never encountered an opponent with comparable strength to him. Lu Zhishen's fighting style was like a madman.

"Let's fight again! We must decide the winner today!"

Lu Zhishen chuckled.

"The little monk also thinks the same way."

Deng Yuanjue held the Hun iron Zen staff and said, it is rare to meet an opponent, so how can we not fight for a while.

"I didn't expect this monk to be so good, he can fight the master's moves recklessly!"

Wu Song felt itchy for a while, Deng Yuanjue showed extraordinary martial arts, he also wanted to touch such an opponent.

"Two Wumengzi like to compete in strength. Next time, find two big gongs and ask them to knock against each other. Whoever is deaf first will lose!"

Sun Lei picked out his ears, Lu Zhishen and Deng Yuanjue didn't compare moves at all, they were purely competing for strength, you come with a Zen stick, I go with a Zen stick, pure head-to-head, the comparison is who will lose strength first, just like two madman.

Fang La is in the formation.

"Master, Protector Deng won't be able to win in a short time, why don't your subordinates go too!"

Seeing that Deng Yuanjue and Lu Zhishen were inseparable, Si Xingfang said.

"This time, Sun Lei should let Wu Song, who was fighting the tiger, come out. That Wu Song is very skilled in martial arts, his moves are fierce, and his fists are even more powerful. The master of the altar will suffer from Wu Song, and the chief of the altar should be careful."

Fang La looked at Si Xingfang and said that he had already understood why Li Tianrun missed, and was a little afraid of Wu Song.

"Teacher, don't worry!"

Si Xingfang also heard about this and knew that Wu Song was powerful, but he thought that Li Tianrun was defeated probably because he underestimated the enemy, and he would be fine if he was more careful.

"Go, win this round for our Mingjiao!"

Fang La looked at Si Xingfang and nodded.

Si Fangtian stepped out with his fists in his hands and his sword in hand.

"Those who fight tigers, dare to fight!"

Si Xingfang pointed at Wu Song and said provocatively.

"Erlang, let them learn what it means to subdue a tiger!"

Sun Lei looked at Wu Song and nodded and said, Si Fangxing and Li Tianrun should have similar martial arts skills, Wu Song can win Li Tianrun, so it is not a big problem to deal with Si Xingfang.

Li Tianrun and Si Xingfang both forgot a fatal problem, that is, both of them used long weapons, the spear used by Li Tianrun, and the broadsword used by Si Xingfang. This kind of weapon is invincible in horseback riding, no matter whether it is high or low. Or with the help of the power of the war horse, the strength can be improved a lot.

But master foot combat doesn't mean that one inch is long and one inch is strong. Melee weapons are more flexible and lethal, and one inch short and one inch dangerous is the essence of infantry combat.And Wu Song's pace is unmatched in the world, and he is almost invincible in foot combat.

Previously, Li Tianrun was fighting Wu Song with a long spear, but now Si Xingfang was fighting Wu Song with a big sword, which was simply abolishing his martial arts.

"If I kill the big worm, what is a wild dog?"

Wu Song went out to fight with a pair of Jiedao, looked at Si Xingfang and said.

"court death!"

Si Xingfang was furious when he heard the words, and swung his sword to kill Wu Song.

Wu Song was not afraid at all, he waved Jie Dao to meet his boss Xing Fang, his steps were nimble, ready to fight Li Tianrun the same way, he first fought to get close, relying on the flexibility of Jie Dao to limit the strength of the opponent's big sword.

Si Xingfang had been prepared for a long time, when he saw Wu Song's Jie Dao, he didn't dare to let Wu Song get close to him, swung the sword, and kept Wu Song two or three positions away.

"Look at the knife!"

Wu Song couldn't get close to Si Xingfang's body, and a pair of Jie Dao couldn't threaten Si Xingfang at all. On the contrary, Si Xingfang's big sword was looking for a chance to fight back.

Si Xingfang's big sword was powerful and heavy, and Wu Song's Jie Dao was not easy to parry, so he had to sell a flaw to trick Si Xingfang into attacking with the sword, and Wu Song Jie Dao directly held the blade of Si Xingfang's big sword.The two Jie Dao slashed along Si Xingfang's hilt.

Si Xingfang was so frightened that his spine shivered. He had rich experience in fighting and had many powerful opponents, but he had never made such a fierce move. He had just exchanged two moves, and just showing a small flaw could attract such a fierce opponent. ultimate move.

"receive!"

Si Xingfang withdrew his sword while retreating. Now he understood why Wu Song was able to capture Li Tianrun. If he had no defense at all, it would be a disaster for him to face Wu Song.

"Want to go?"

Wu Song managed to get close, where Si Xingfang would escape, so he stepped forward quickly to prevent Si Xingfang from escaping.

Si Xingfang was panicked by Wu Song's pressing step by step. Wu Song was completely fighting in the rivers and lakes, which made him very uncomfortable.

"Master, the altar master is in danger!"

Xue Dounan saw that Si Xingfang was being forced back again and again by Wu Song, so he quickly said to Fang La that he wanted to go out to help.

"The other side is prepared, if you go out to help the other side, there must be someone blocking it!"

Qian Zhenpeng pointed to the people who were gearing up and said, Sun Lei has many leaders around him, and he will never sit back and watch them fight more and less.

"Wait first!"

Fang La's face was livid, Deng Yuanjue was still tied with Lu Zhishen, Si Xingfang was forced to retreat by Wu Song, seeing that Mingjiao was about to lose.

"Who else dares to fight?"

Fang La looked at the people under his command and asked, the three people who had made an appointment to play, now there are two teams fighting, and a team needs to be selected.

"Master, this subordinate is willing to go!"

Qian Zhenpeng clasped his fists to ask for a fight.

"Master, I'm willing to go too!"

Xue Dounan, Huang Ai, Xu Bai, and Mi Quan also clasped their fists together for a fight.

"Master Qiantan, it's up to you!"

Fang La finally looked at Qian Zhenpeng. Among the rest of the crowd, Qian Zhenpeng had the highest martial arts skills. Even among the Ming Cult, Qian Zhenpeng could be ranked at the forefront.

"Mingjiao Qian Zhenpeng, who dares to come out and fight with me!"

Qian Zhenpeng held a wind-throwing knife and went out to fight.

"Brother, I will meet him!"

Yang Zhi asked for a fight immediately.

"Brother, I want to go too!"

Li Kui is vying to ask for a fight, and he also wants to join in the fun.

(End of this chapter)