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Chapter 261 The Qi Family Knife
"Master Ding, I also hope that you will not hesitate to teach me."

Liang Lu was afraid that Ding Xiu would not agree, so he gave back a respectful title in public, and kept his posture very low, so that he would not hesitate to teach him.

The corners of the mouths of the people around were raised, most of them were watching a good show, to see if Ding Xiu dared to take it.

I thought to myself, aren't you awesome? From the first floor to the present, you have fought all the way up, and won five rounds in a row. You are both boxing and stick.

Rolling up his sleeves, Ding Xiu said slowly, "Although I don't like to gesticulate with others with knives, but you have said so, of course I want to satisfy you."

Liang Lu asked someone to bring the Wing Chun Eight Cutting Knives, which are two [-]-centimeter-long knives with single-sided blades and guards.

Eight chopping knives are not the names of these two knives, but the words of Wing Chun people.

Strictly speaking, the name of this kind of knife is Hezhang Dao, which is composed of two knives of the same size. If the two knives are separated and placed crosswise, it looks like a dancing butterfly wing. It's called a butterfly knife.

The source of the name of Ba Zhan is one of Wing Chun's sword techniques, which is taken from the word Yongzi Bafa, so this set of sword techniques is called Ba Zhan Dao. Over time, people who learn Wing Chun also call the butterfly knife Ba Zhan Dao.

Liang Lu was holding the hilt of the knife with both hands, pointing forward, and said solemnly: "Swords have no eyes, Master Ding be careful."

Ding Xiu looked towards the weapon rack: "Thank you for reminding me, but this time, you won't fix a wooden knife for me, right?"

His words made everyone's faces burn.

Here, Liang Lu brought up two real knives, and it was really unreasonable to use a wooden stick as a knife for Ding Xiu. Even if he won, it was rumored that the Eight Great Martial Arts Halls would have his spine broken.

"Of course not. Master Ding can choose his own weapon." Before anyone else could speak, Liang Lu said.

Although he is afraid of Ding Xiu, he is full of confidence in sword skills.

Even if Ding Xiu used a big knife, he didn't panic at all.

For experts who play knives, for those who have not practiced systematically, no matter how big the knife is, it is useless in their hands, but it is a kind of burden. It takes tens of seconds to bend over and pant for breath.

You can choose the weapon at your fingertips, this is the last honor Liang Lu left for Ding Xiu, and it is also the honor of the Eight Great Martial Arts Schools.

Anyway, it's a game with a high chance of winning, so it's better to win a little glory.

"Then you're welcome." Coming to the weapon rack, Ding Xiu took a glance. There was no Miao sword here, let alone a Qi family sword. The only thing suitable for him was a samurai sword.

The scabbard is full of curvature, the blade is shiny, and the blade is not sharpened. It looks like a samurai sword for performance.

Ding Xiu pulled out a knife and swung it around, and tested the weight.

He is very familiar with this kind of sword. In his previous life, there were many Japanese pirates. The Qi family sword was originally invented to deal with Japanese swords.

And not one or two warriors died in his hands.

"Just use this one, it's barely enough."

"Please!"

Liang Lu stepped forward with one foot, crossed his swords, and was ready to strike.

In his opinion, Ding Xiu is not too stupid. It is wise to choose a samurai sword. Other swords are either too heavy or too soft to be practical.

The one that can be used to fight is the samurai sword. This kind of sword is light and easy to wield. Even people who don't know how to use swords can hold it for a few times.

Of course, it is also true that an inch is long and an inch is strong.

The samurai sword is much longer than his eight-cut sword, which is one of its advantages.

But the ancestors still have a saying, every inch is short and every inch is dangerous.

The eight-cut sword is short, and it is destined to hit close quarters, and it also means that the speed of swinging the sword is fast. In this round, if he gets close to Ding Xiu, he will win.

The samurai sword slashed down, he raised his hand to block with the sword, and then quickly approached, the sword broke the defense, Ding Xiu retreated, he swiped his hand, backhand stabbed the ribs...he had already thought out the movements after the start.

"Please."

Ding Xiu sank down, holding the knife with both hands, using a front and back, which is the so-called yin and yang hand.

Seeing his strange posture of holding a knife, everyone was a little confused, not sure whether he was a master or a joke for a while.

Only Wu Jing, Wu Bing, Yuan Bing and others who have seen his sword technique know that this is a unique technique in the Qi family sword.

In this round, the referee was still Wu Bing, and he stepped forward, came between the two, raised his hand and said: "Use martial arts to make friends, click as far as you can, don't hurt your peace."

"In addition, this round involves weapons. Both of you should pay attention. You are not allowed to attack each other's vital points, such as the head, neck, spleen, and heart..."

Since ancient times, more people have been killed by punches than by weapons. Especially in the case of masters, under unlimited conditions, the moves are aimed at the vital points, and one who is not careful will kill someone.

However, although the number of people who died in the weapon test was not as many as that of the boxer, the probability and number of disabled and serious injuries were not comparable to the boxer's.

It is true that weapons are not easy to kill people. Anyone with a little common sense knows that even if they are stabbed once or twice on the head, they will not die, and even if they are chopped casually on the body.

Not long ago, there was a news that the old man guarding the construction site found someone stealing steel bars in the middle of the night and stopped him. As a result, he was hacked more than 20 times, and was finally carried to the hospital. After rescue, his life was not in danger.

Facts have proved that as long as the cold weapon does not cut the neck or spleen, the chance of survival is quite high.

Of course, if Ding Xiu is unlucky and gets stabbed in the waist by the eight-cutting knife, it can only be regarded as his fate.

"Do you understand everything?" Wu Bing asked after finishing the rules.

"understand!"

"understand!"

Ding Xiu and Liang Lu spoke at the same time.

Wu Bing said meaningfully: "Remember, peace is the most important thing. I hope everyone will not forget the original purpose."

He said this to Ding Xiu. The moment Ding Xiu picked up the knife, he knew the end, but he was a little afraid that Ding Xiu would attack him. He was young and angry, and he had a temper to stab Lianglu a few times to vent his anger.

It's not worth it, it's too easy to offend people.

There are many masters present here today, and everyone can still tell whether you did it on purpose.

Anyway, the purpose is not to apologize, as long as we win, everyone has nothing to say after winning Wing Chun.

"Master Wu, don't worry, I have a measure."

Before Ding Xiu said anything, Liang Lu gave Wu Bing a reassuring look.

He thought Wu Bing was reminding him to show mercy.

The head coach of the Beiping Martial Arts Team spoke up, this face must be given.

He is different from other great sects, his foundation in Wing Chun is still a little weak, and he can't afford to offend this head coach. You must know that Wu Bing is not only the head coach, but also holds other positions in the Wushu Association.

What should I do if I give them Wing Chun shoes?
If you win over Ding Xiu, let Ding Xiu apologize and it's over, don't make troubles about anything else.

The corners of Wu Bing's mouth twitched, and he didn't say anything. He was obviously trying to persuade Ding Xiu. If Liang Lu said something, it would be fine if he could walk out without being stabbed.

"Three, two, one, start!"

After the words fell, Wu Bing took a few steps back, leaving space for the two people in the field. In order to save the field at a critical moment, he held an eyebrow-level stick in his hand.

If something really happened, the stick in his hand could still play a little role, separating the two of them.

The people on the second floor held their breath and stared at the two people who didn't make a move immediately without blinking their eyes.

Ding Xiu was waiting for Liang Lu to make a move, and Liang Lu was also waiting for Ding Xiu to make a move. Wing Chun is about the first come first. Seeing Ding Xiu's knife-holding technique, he was a little uncertain, and wanted to wait for Ding Xiu to make a move. Besides.

You don't move, I don't move, the two stalemate for half a minute, Ding Xiu got a little impatient.

Seeing his expression, everyone chuckled.

"After all, I'm still a young man, so I'm a little impatient."

"when!"

Not surprisingly, Ding Xiu drew out his saber, slashed Huashan with all his might, and slashed head-on.

According to the strategy before the start of the fight, Liang Lu raised his hand to the crossbar, and then quickly stepped forward, while keeping his left hand free, ready to swing the knife at any time.

It's just that before he stepped forward, what greeted him was another sharp knife light.

The light of the knife goes from bottom to top, it is a reverse cut.

Because of the relationship between Yin and Yang hands, Ding Xiu hardly expended any effort when he made this knife, and he took the knife and cut it out.

Caught off guard, Liang Lu was stabbed from the chest to the shoulder.

This is because he took half a step back at the critical moment, otherwise he would have cut him all the way up from the abdomen. Fortunately, Ding Xiu's samurai sword had not been sharpened, otherwise he would have been cut open.

While retreating, Liang Lu swung the eight-cutting knife continuously in his hand, trying to block Ding Xiu's pursuit of victory, but his worries were unnecessary because Ding Xiu stood still.

"Master Liang, how about my knife?"

"I was careless just now."

Even if Ding Xiu's sword skills are good, Liang Lu, who is the heir of Wing Chun, will not give in to him. If you lose, you don't lose. If you lose momentum before the end, you don't need to fight later.

But he refused to accept it, and the vigilance in his heart has been pulled to the highest level.

Just based on the knife just now, it can be judged that Ding Xiu is not a novice who doesn't know how to use a knife. It takes two more touches to know how deep it is.

Like he said, just careless.

It was indeed careless. If I had known earlier, I would never have been so reckless that I almost capsized in the gutter.

The corner of Ding Xiu's mouth curled up, and he sneered, "I just like people with a hard mouth."

After all, the samurai sword stepped forward, the sword technique opened and closed, and each sword was as heavy as a thousand ounces.

It was very painful for Liang Lu to catch the eight chopping knives.

Ding Xiu's saber was not fast, but powerful and had a tricky angle. He had just blocked two sabers and was about to move forward, but the next saber blocked the way forward, forcing him to retreat.

However, this does not mean that he has no chance at all. Defense is the first priority, and he can still counterattack when he finds the right opportunity.

"when!"

"when!"

"when!"

The authorities were confused, but the onlookers were clear. In the eyes of outsiders, they saw Ding Xiu wielding a samurai sword, slashing at Liang Lu one after another, and the position of each knife was different.

Liang Lu kept blocking with the eight chopping knives, retreating step by step, and almost retreated to the wall in less than a minute.

It can be seen that it is very difficult to block.

This is the rhythm of losing.

On the other hand, Ding Xiu, with a sword in his hand, was too relaxed. With a samurai sword he slashed at will, and each cut could cut back the way he was about to move forward, without any pressure.

The knife skills of the two are not at the same level at all.

Suddenly, Ding Xiu thought of something, stopped swinging the knife, and said to the sweaty Liang Lu, "Believe it or not, I can let you sit there?"

Looking at the place Ding Xiu pointed, Liang Lu saw that it was an empty grand master's chair in the "audience seat" next to it.

Next to the Taishi chair is a small table, and on the left of the small table is an old man with a white beard.

Because of the old man, no one dared to sit on the chair next to him.

Now Ding Xiu wants to let him sit in the past, how crazy is this.

Feeling the humiliation, Liang Lu blushed and made up his mind that he would not back down even if he was hacked to death and thrown from the window today.

"when!"

The familiar voice sounded again, and Ding Xiu drew out his saber. This time, the saber wind was much fiercer than before, and every move was full of murderous aura.

Liang Lu, who had made up his mind that he would not retreat even if he was hacked to death, also had to retreat after being stabbed twice in the arm and lower abdomen.

Ding Xiu's samurai sword is a performance sword, and it's true that the blade is not sharp. Even though it was cut through his clothes when he cut it, it still hurts.

If this would lift his clothes, he could see that the place where he was cut was definitely a blue-purple knife mark.

"Stab!"

"hiss!"

Liang Lu was stabbed again, this time in the ribs, the difference was that the knife was red.

Ding Xiu's samurai sword was originally unsharpened and could not hurt anyone, but there were gaps in the fight with his eight-cut sword.

Now these gaps are like a saw. Cutting on the body will tear the clothes and hurt the flesh inside.

The most painful thing is to cut people with a saw-like blade. It is really the same feeling as being sawed with a saw.

Liang Lu, a man who has practiced martial arts for many years, was about to cry.

This is the same as Ling Chi.

(End of this chapter)