Return To 1998 - Chapter 1127

Xu Tongdao’s repeated attacks were blocked by Zheng Meng.

It can’t be said that Xu Tongdao’s attack is not ferocious enough, but the actual situation of him and Zheng Meng is there. In terms of physique, he is a bit inferior to Zheng Meng. Zheng Meng’s height is about an inch taller than Xu Tongdao. The physique is majestic. Compared with Zheng Meng, Xu Tongdao and Zheng Meng belong to two different weight classes in terms of physique.

Xu Tongdao wins with flexible footwork and quick shots, what about Zheng Meng? Although he was hit by Xu Tongdao’s fists and feet several times, his majestic body and his fighting ability were obviously outrageously strong. A few punches and kicks could not hurt him, let alone knock him down.

And every time he counterattacks, Xu Tongdao either dodges or uses force-releasing tactics, daring not to confront him head-on.

What’s more, since Zheng Meng became Xu Tongdao’s bodyguard, practicing boxing has become his daily routine. He has already practiced his fists and feet very skillfully. Compared with him, Xu Tongdao is like an amateur boxer and a professional boxer.

It’s too difficult for amateurs and professionals to win.

A few minutes later, Xu Tongdao pulled back his hand and stepped back two meters away, raising his hand to Zheng Meng to signal it to stop.

After a few minutes of onslaught, without defeating Zheng Meng, Xu Tongdao knew in his heart that he was not Zheng Meng’s opponent.

Although in the scene just now, Zheng Meng did not defeat him.

But he knew in his heart that Zheng Meng must have kept his hand and did not dare to really hurt him.

And he, Tongdao Xu, didn’t hold back just now.

This is the gap.

“Try my swordsmanship next.”

Tongdao Xu said to Zheng Meng with a smile.

Zheng Meng nodded and stretched out his hand to signal for permission.

Xu Tongdao turned around and walked to the weapon rack, and took off the wooden sword that was placed horizontally at the top of the weapon rack. This was the sword he had used frequently in the past six months.

With the wooden sword in hand, Tongdao Xu slowly walked towards Zheng Meng.

Zheng Meng glanced at the wooden sword, and then his eyes moved upwards, staring at Xu Tongdao’s eyes.

People who practice martial arts generally look in the direction of the attack.

On the edge of the practice room, by the window, Sun Aizi and Wu Mengjie curiously looked at Xu Tongdao, who was holding a wooden sword and walked slowly towards Zheng Meng.

In the past six months, Tongdao Xu has not been allowed to watch every time he practices swordsmanship, so they have never seen Tongdao Xu’s swordsmanship. Therefore, they are very curious about the swordsmanship that Tongdao has practiced in the past six months.

In this era of peace, when hot weapons dominated the world, what kind of swordsmanship did Xu Tongdao practice? Does it really have any power?

This time, Tongdao Xu stopped about three meters away from Zheng Meng. He was holding a wooden sword, and he had already taken advantage of Zheng Meng’s weapons.

Therefore, he wanted to give Zheng Meng more time to react.

When he just walked slowly with the sword, Tongdao Xu’s overall aura seemed very peaceful, his eyelids were drooping, and the wooden sword was just casually held in his hand.

However, when he stopped, his entire body suddenly stood up sideways. Huo Ran turned his head to look sideways at Zheng Meng, and the wooden sword in his right hand suddenly lifted up, horizontally in front of his chest. When the sword tip pointed at Zheng Meng, his aura was in vain. just changed.

The whole body is very tall and straight, and the eyes are extremely sharp, and the whole person is like a sword suddenly drawn out.

“Look at the sword!”

Xu Tongdao let out a low voice, and stepped forward with his feet staggered quickly, his left hand also raised, holding the hilt of the sword in both hands, facing Zheng Meng with his left shoulder, and rushing to Zheng Meng’s side like this.

At a distance of about three meters, when his feet swiftly and alternately stepped out, it disappeared in the blink of an eye. With a strong wind blowing towards his face, Xu Tongdao rushed to Zheng Meng, and his wooden sword suddenly stabbed at the side in front of him. Zheng Meng.

Zheng Meng subconsciously flashed to the right, but the wooden sword in Tongdao Xu’s hand almost at the same time, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, hurriedly chased away, left the hilt with his left hand, and stepped forward with his right foot, facing the north’s chest. Because of this big step, his chest immediately changed direction and turned to face the south. With this change of shape, the wooden sword in his hand that had been stabbed to the end could be stabbed forward again. half a meter.

Zheng Meng’s expression changed. He didn’t expect this sword to be so fast. The first time he dodged, he didn’t even open the distance. He immediately jumped back and retreated again.

But Xu Tongdao jumped forward at the same time, and the wooden sword in his hand chased after him again.

Zheng Meng’s feet were not steady on the ground. Seeing this, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he subconsciously tilted his head to the left. Almost at the same time, the tip of the wooden sword stabbed past his neck. If Zheng Meng had not subconsciously tilted his head, this sword It will definitely stab him in the throat.

But just avoided it.

Zheng Meng, who had just turned his head and avoided the sword, didn’t have time to open the distance again. With the sudden twist of Xu Tongdao’s waist, the right hand holding the sword suddenly slanted back, and the wooden sword that had just stabbed out. , then quickly pulled back diagonally, and the blade of the wooden sword slid past Zheng Meng’s neck.

Naturally, the wooden sword could not cut Zheng Meng’s head.

But this sword slashed across Zheng Meng’s neck, which already meant that Zheng Meng lost.

Zheng Meng stayed there.

Xu Tongdao’s rushing body followed the inertia, rushed past Zheng Meng, stopped more than a meter behind Zheng Meng, and the wooden sword in his right hand was still pointing diagonally behind him.

At this time, Xu Tongdao’s breathing was slightly heavy.

Although the time of the move just now was short, it broke out very violently, consuming a lot of his physical strength.

Slowly retracting the wooden sword, Xu Tongdao turned to look at Zheng Meng who was standing there, smiled and said, “Brother Meng, what’s wrong with you?”

Zheng Meng looked back, sighed, retracted his fists, and laughed at himself, “Boss, you are so powerful now, it seems that you no longer need my protection.”

Xu Tongdao laughed when he heard the words, and walked to the weapon rack at will. He was more than a meter away from the weapon rack, and he threw it casually.

He continued to the Eight Immortals Table not far away, where there were teapots and tea bowls, he wanted to have a sip of tea, and said casually, “Brother Meng, you are thinking too much, practicing swordsmanship is just my business hobby, and I usually go out, It is also impossible to carry a sword with me, I am not a member of some ethnic group, I am not qualified to carry a sword on the street, and if I don’t have a sword in my hand, we have just compared, I am not your opponent with empty hands.”

Although he said that, the power of the Yang family’s swordsmanship was a bit beyond Xu Tongdao’s expectations, which surprised him.

Young people, UU reading www. How many people on uukanshu.com are willing to practice a set of swordsmanship with little actual combat ability?

If you really want to practice that kind of swordsmanship, just go to a park and you can find an old man who can slow down the Taiji swordsmanship.

That kind of swordsmanship that is more like stretching the muscles and bones, Xu Tongdao has no interest at all.

When he picked up the tea bowl to drink tea, Tongdao Xu suddenly had a new understanding of the word “wu”.

He suddenly felt that the real “wu” should be performed with weapons. There is a huge difference between the lethality of having weapons in hand and not having weapons in hand.

Just like just now, in terms of boxing and kung fu, he is not as good as Zheng Meng, but once he has a sword in his hand, the first move of the Yang family’s swordsmanship will win over Zheng Meng.

If what he was holding was a real sword just now, Zheng Meng would already be dead.

No wonder all dynasties and dynasties have banned civilians from holding weapons.

The so-called “stopping the dart” is “wu”, but no one says that stopping the fist is the martial arts, or stopping the feet is the martial arts. Therefore, the real martial arts should use weapons.