Chapter 915: Three strokes

In the two meetings of the four sangha blues, the one-step king can see strong guard and disappointment from the dragon king's gaze. This kid is obviously still remembering the palm of the sky. ¤ Literature: wxba¤
But it was just a palm. The Dragon King didn't come and pull the knife. Like most of the quick-killing killers, he found that he didn't run right away. He believed that the Dragon King was eager to prove his own knife.
This is the core of his entire plan. Only one time the two sides agree to the competition, you can solve everything in advance. The Central Plains people as witnesses, no one can say that he has adopted the means of assassination, and the one-step king has gone down the first step. Filling up, as if to destroy the entire stone hall, "Dragon King, please."
Gu Shenwei looked at the one-step king and pressed his right hand on the handle. He really wanted to fight with the one-step king again. He wanted to use the sword in the face of the enemy and the enemy. But he is the dragon king, even in the strongest revenge. At the time, my heart also sounded the warning of the military division. The hegemony, the people who support you will be more and more, because everyone wants to share a piece of money; revenge, supporters will be less and less, because of their interests Can't get it.
"Luo Qikang." Gu Shenwei said that this Zhongyuan master who was passed down to the gods is the time to show his true skill.
Luo Qikang did not move. He said that he only accepted the orders of the Central Plains officials. The Dragon King did not seem to remember this. The deputy Sun Chengji turned to him at this time. "Don't lose face to the Central Plains."
Luo Qikang flashed an anger in his heart. The Luo family was a big family. He also had a good position in the DPRK. A small deputy even spoke to himself in this tone, as if he was just an ordinary martial artist.
He stepped forward and quickly calmed his emotions and decided to use the sword to answer all doubts. This was what he did in the Central Plains before he was twenty, and now he has to repeat it in the Western Region.
The Dragon King actually avoided the war! The one-step king is angry and angry. The two feet stopped on the fifth step, and the urge to open the killing ring in the heart, the white-faced boy who came from the slave and defected to the stone fort, not only disappointed his weight, destroyed his plan, but also let him in front of the military teacher Zhang Wei. Lose your face.
Zhang Wei persuaded the one-step king: "Heavenly time, people and both are on the side of the Dragon King. The only advantage of Jinpengbao is that the Dragon King will not risk a battle with the king. He used to be a killer. It is Jinpengbao who trained him. Don't worry."
"The Dragon King is a killer and a knife." The one-step king has a slightly different view of the Dragon King than the military division. "So he will agree to compete for the Yucheng City Lord because he is not convinced of the loss to me."
The result is that Zhang Wei is right, the Dragon King is coming. Accepting the challenge, the performance is not the same as the Jianghu people who are like a knife, but at the last moment they deviated from the plan of the One Step King.
It turns out that the one-step king is an immature killer.
Zhang Xin’s heart sighed. He had already discovered a loophole in Jinpengbao. It used the most rigorous methods to train or buy or the teenagers and shape them into bloodthirsty and obedient killers. However, another method is adopted for his own children, which is more moderate and more content is taught. I hope they can become rational killer masters.
therefore. There are very few standard killers among the children of Shangguan. They are the owners and the commanders, and even the One Step King is no exception.
Zhang Xin’s heart suddenly became clear and finally understood the uniqueness of the Dragon King. It was a freak, and the slaves learned the bloodthirsty and restraint of the killer. However, he has retained his inner independence and has never become obedient. Zhang Hao blames himself. He should have seen it long ago. Even the juvenile slaves are different. When the ordinary killer apprentice is busy with his life, only He cares about the history of Jinpengbao.
The one-step king lifted his foot slightly, and was about to step down the stairs to show the guests what was the real Jinpengbao school. He turned his head and saw Zhang’s gaze.
That is the eye of exhortation and forbidding. Although it is unpleasant, the one-step king is one of the hearts. He understands the meaning of the military division. As long as he enters the contest venue, even if he kills the so-called Central Plains master, he will appear to be a low-ranking king. The residents of Saitama City do not care who is a coward, they can only say that the one-step king and the dragon king's entourage fight, won't win.
The contest became a chicken rib, the one-step king won, and he only got two sons he didn't want. The dragon king might have wanted to get rid of them and lost. The one-step king turned back and looked at the youngest son. Shangguancheng didn’t know that he became With a bet, his eyes glared at his father, his eyes full of pride and worship, apparently thinking that his father had to go into battle.
The one-step king has become hesitant.
Shangguanfei and Shangguanhong were also attacked by Longwang's decision. The two of them only believed in the dragon king's knife. The Central Plains could not cope with the killer's tricks and strange tricks. This Luo Qikang must have been the same.
Shangguan Feiqi went to the Dragon King and said very quietly: "If the king does not play, I think...you can let Shangguanhong compare this game. His current martial arts is different, and he understands the killer's routine."
Shangguan Hong first felt an anger, and immediately felt that this was a good idea, and it was related to his own life. Who else besides the Dragon King is more credible than the soft sword on his waist?
"Let me come." Shangguan Hong stepped forward and said loudly that he stared at his father for a long time and gave birth to an impulsive courage. Even if the one-step king personally went into battle, he dared to pull the sword.
Not far away, Zhang Wei snorted a little, Shangguanhong is always so stupid, and can never teach people.
Gu Shen sternly swept the two brothers, the meaning was clear, the two immediately retired, and did not dare to say a word.
The one-step king on the five steps suddenly laughed. His two sons listened to the command of the Dragon King like a slave. The shame of life was in front of him. What else could he not bear?
"Eleven." One step king said a number, turned back to the throne, picked up the little son, put him on the ground, sat on his own, deliberately ignored the disappointment of Shangguancheng.
Zhang Wei is satisfied, and the one-step king can leap on the cliff, and he is still a king worthy of assistance.
Gu Shen is a little disappointing. He guessed that the official cut will not fight, but if this battle is realized, the two most powerful enemies in his mind, Luo Qikang and the one-step king will simultaneously reveal the details.
The plan is always not perfect, Gu Shen has nothing to complain about.
Eleven may be a personal name, perhaps just a number, a 20-year-old Qingmian came out, first bowed to the One-Step King under the steps, then rose to face the enemy. unarmed.
"Luo Qikang in Luojiazhuang, Xiahedong." Luo Qikang did not pull the sword, but still self-reported according to the rules of the Central Plains.
Eleven did not speak, as if he did not hear the other party.
"In addition to his father, he is the highest martial artist in the world." Shangguan Cheng stood in front of the king's knee, his face sparkling with excitement, apparently knowing this green face called the eleventh. "In order to practice martial arts, he cut his tongue." Lost, eleven. Show him."
Gu Shenwei heard the temper of the three-point Luoning tea from the tone of this child, and she did not like it.
In accordance with the command of the little master, the eleventh stretched out the tongue and immediately shrank back.
This is the predecessor of the Mustang, not much older. Gu Shenwei has never heard of him, and the most outstanding apprentices have been picked up early to receive training in the face, and will not appear in Dongpu.
"Eleven, how many tricks can you beat him?" Shangguan Cheng asked.
Eleven raised his right hand and three vertical fingers.
"Three strokes." Shangguan Cheng cried cheerfully.
Han Fen poked out from behind the dragon king, and she has been hiding here since she found herself rescued. "Child, you made a mistake. He said that he won't win with three strokes. He wants you to be replaced."
"Who changed?" Shangguan Cheng asked. He is not too small, and he did not find the eccentricities of Han Fen.
"Three fingers are of course a person called ‘three,' and three are definitely better than eleven, right?

Shangguan Cheng looked back at his father. Suddenly I realized that I was fooled, and said angrily: "Eleven. I will kill the bad woman."
Nodded eleven, and then made a move, and the speed was fast, even Gu Shenwei was surprised.
The moves of the eleventh are different from the previous two green faces. They did not deliberately search for the loopholes behind the enemy side, but went straight to the key. There were still a few feet away from Luo Qikang, and a hidden weapon was issued.
The flying knife is his weapon.
He didn't raise his hand and didn't swing his body. The flying knife seemed to be thrown out by another person hiding in the body. His hands were still idle enough to threaten the enemy.
It's like three hands attacking at the same time.
Luo Qikang did not pull the sword, chose to retreat, the shape of the micro side, almost past the flying knife to let it pass, the sleeves were pulled down by eleven.
One move was not finished, the second move came again. Two flying knives attacked the target from the left and the right. The eleven people jumped into the air, blocking Luo Qikang’s retreat, and the body huddled together. No one knew if he wanted to shoot or foot.
Luo Qikang tumbling on the spot, can avoid the second move, and there is no such thing as the master of the Central Plains.
The Central Plains people watching the battle sighed in unison, Shangguancheng jumped up happily, "two." The first move was too fast, he did not come and called the exit.
The eleven homeopathic hopping in the air made the third move, descending from the sky, suddenly two more daggers in his hands, and at the same time shot a dense steel needle.
This is his third move promised to the little master. He wants to end the battle. The enemy is not only special, but he has no special place.
Luo Qikang had escaped. Not only that, but he also pulled out his weapons. His sword was at least three feet five inches long. He couldn’t pull out when he stood still and no one was around. He actually pulled out the sword during the rolling process. The sheath, thrown straight up, suddenly changed direction, jumped up and avoided all the steel needles.
Eleven hits the tip of the sword. He is good at using hidden weapons. He did not expect the enemy to use the sword as a hidden weapon.
The long sword was in the middle of the throat, and he fell heavily on the ground. He pressed the steel needle he had shot, and the whole sword was exposed on his neck and stood still.
"Three strokes." Luo Qikang said, erecting three fingers to the stunned child.
For the first time, the swordsman of Luojiazhuang had a fight with Jinpengbao, but it was like knowing all the routines of the other side. The tricks used were both thrilling and just right. His martial arts made the one-step king and the dragon king feel incredible.
"Follow me." Gu Shen said to the child above, but she was thinking about Luo Qikang. He really is a strong enemy and needs to find a way to deal with it.
Shang Guancheng clung to his father's leg in a panic, and did not understand what the call of the strange man meant.
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