The Song Dynasty has been deliberate for 16 years, only to know that it is the Water Margin

Chapter 479: A gentle sword, the Six Paths of the Big Dipper
Yuan Ji was expressionless after hearing Zhao Tong's words. As a master, if he can be easily angered by his opponent's words, then he is not worthy of this level.

His eyes were fixed on Zhao Tong. One step was not enough. Zhao Tong's step forward was not enough. It was not enough distance for the two of them to compete, and it was not enough for him to suddenly attack and hold the opponent hostage.

In his mind, it only takes one move to defeat Zhao Tong, and no more than two moves at most. This is not because he underestimates Zhao Tong's martial arts, but the higher the skill, the faster the victory will be determined.

As long as it's not a competition with a competitive nature, this is probably the case. Only people who are very good at each other in martial arts will go back and forth with each other, pecking each other for a long time, and even not even hurt in the end.

This is because the higher the martial arts, the more powerful the attack. In high-level competitions, there will be no temptations. It is directly the most powerful killing move, the ability to beat the bottom of the box. Therefore, one can often judge the level in an instant, or even one move. Someone will be injured, and another move will knock him to the ground, or even kill him.

Yuan Ji stared at Zhao Tong, but Zhao Tong took one step and stopped moving. He stood there and raised his fingers at Yuan Ji: "Thirteenth Master Yuan, didn't you sneak attack me with arrows back then? Now I'm like this Standing here, can you try hitting me again with the Space Acacia Arrow?"

Yuanji was silent, and glanced at Yuan Guo next to him from the corner of his eye. Yuan Guo shrank in fear. He told Zhao Tong the name of the archery technique. This damn dog Shisan must want to kill him at this moment.

"It seems that Yuanshisanlang feels that the distance is too far and he is not sure." Zhao Tong smiled and took another step forward: "I see that you are carrying a sword behind your back. Do you think that in addition to archery, you are also good at swordsmanship?"

Yuanji remained silent, two steps were still not enough.

Yuanchun was holding the fence tightly with both hands in the prison, his knuckles were slightly white, and his expression was nervous and angry. This dog king talked too much, making insinuations and testing back and forth. It was obvious that he wanted to mess with Brother Thirteen. This person is really bad. .

Zhao Tong smiled and said: "Yuan Shisan, why don't you take action? Is it still not enough?"

Yuanji was a little irritated, and even thought for a moment, what if he suddenly stepped forward and killed the opponent directly instead of holding him hostage.

But he suppressed this thought as soon as it appeared, and then he was shocked. This Zhao Tong was clearly deliberately disturbing his mind. He must not be disturbed by it and fall into the opponent's trap.

Zhao Tong looked at him with a half-smile and took another step forward.

After three steps, Yuanji's pupils shrank slightly. At this distance, he was sure to kill with one arrow, but with a knife... it was still a little bit worse. If he took action and the opponent did not respond and ran back directly, it would be difficult to capture the opponent.

Of course, if he rushes to take action, the probability of the other party turning around and running away is very low. After all, the other party is also a master and a prince with an arrogant and bad temper. Since he has agreed to the fight, there is no reason to just run away. It's just for the sake of skin, so I wouldn't do it like this.

But what Yuanji needs is absolute certainty. There can be no mistakes. He must hit the target with one strike, otherwise there will be no chance of such a good opportunity again.

Therefore, he didn't move, not even a muscle moved from his body.

Zhao Tong stopped and smiled slightly: "Thirteenth Master Yuan, your martial arts were not low when you assassinated my king. What level have you reached now?"

Yuan Ji didn't answer, Zhao Tong thought to himself and said, "Is it possible that he is at the level of a young master?"

Little Grandmaster?Yuanji sneered in his heart.

Zhao Tong glanced sideways at Yuan Chun: "28, is he the little grandmaster?"

Yuan Chun tried his best to make a dazed expression on his face, as if he didn't hear Zhao Tan's question, but he thought to himself very proudly, Dog King, you will know in a moment, Thirteenth Brother is the Grandmaster, and I will capture you directly when the time comes. It will surprise you.

Zhao Tong narrowed his eyes and shook his head. This 28-year-old is not good at acting. He almost didn't laugh out loud. What kind of expression is this?It seems like a little hen is holding in her eggs.

He lifted his legs and took another step forward.

Yuanji's knife was behind his back, and the dark black ring at the tip of the knife trembled slightly.

He did not draw the knife and remained motionless. The knife was behind him. Drawing the knife on his shoulder was the fastest way to draw the knife. He was not in a hurry.

Zhao Tong smiled and said: "Yuan Shisan, why don't you take action yet? If you don't take action, it will be too late. I'm afraid you won't be able to take action by then!"

Yuan Ji pursed his lips tightly, the lines on his face were hard, and his whole body was like a stone.

It was the fourth step, and the best attack distance he calculated in his mind was between the opponent's fifth and sixth steps.

Too far is not good, and too close is not good enough. Without the inertia of the impact, neither the body speed nor the knife speed can reach the highest and fastest.

Zhao Tong smiled and took the fifth step, but when he was about to land on the ground, he retracted his legs. Then he touched his chin and said, "I think it's not good to be too close."

When Yuan Ji heard this, his heart suddenly jumped up. He was just a little bit away. Didn't Zhao Tong not want to leave?
In fact, he could take one or two steps forward, but on the one hand, he was afraid that Zhao Tong would be alert, and on the other hand, he was accumulating energy and hoped for success with one move.

You cannot move when you are accumulating qi. Once you move, it is the time to take action. Otherwise, the qi will be released and all the previous savings will be wasted.

Yuan Chun also discovered this situation behind the prison bars. He knew that Yuan Ji was calculating the distance, but the evil king actually took a step forward and then took it back, which was really annoying.

"You, why don't you take a weapon?" Yuanchun said.

"Oh?" Zhao Tong said, "Get a weapon? What weapon are you getting?"

"You are competing, how can you compete without weapons?" Yuanchun was not reminding Zhao Tao. After all, Zhao Tao did not see any weapons being used when he beat the four of them. She wanted to lower Zhao Tao's defensiveness and let him continue. Go forward.

"It turns out that the apprentice cares about the master." Zhao Tong nodded and said with a smile: "Don't worry, there are too few people in the world who can provide weapons for me as a master, and you Xixia even less!"

"Who, who is your apprentice!" Yuan Chun immediately blushed and said, "I didn't worship you as my disciple at all!"

"Come on, come on, don't we have to bow soon!" Zhao Tong raised his leg and took a step forward. This time he took the fifth step and was one point closer to Yuanji.

The eyebrows at the Yuan level were twitching. He calculated that it was between five and six steps. Then Zhao Tan would take another step. No, just half a step would be enough.

Even Zhao Tong doesn't need to land on the ground. As long as he leans forward and makes a move, he will immediately take action and directly capture the opponent!

Zhao Tong looked at Yuan Ji, how could he not know what Yuan Ji had in mind? It was a dead end right now. There was only one way to break the situation, to capture the thief and the king, and use him to coerce the generals of Zhuo La City and rescue the Yuan family. , left the city.

He squinted his eyes and calculated the distance between the two in his mind. It should be almost the same, and as long as he took another step, Yuanji would burst out and attack.

But should I take this step or not?

Zhao Tong had a smile on his face, Yuanji was a master, and his status as a master seemed to be quite high.

After all, he possesses the means of teleporting the Acacia Arrow. This is not a hidden weapon, but a weapon that can carry out long-range attacks. It is savage, violent and extremely lethal.

As for the knife on the back, I'm afraid it has its own reputation. I've seen knives in various colors, but never black ones, and it moves automatically without wind, which must be weird.

However, no matter how many methods Yuanji has, Zhao Tong doesn't care. No matter how many skills and methods the other party has, can they still be as good as him?He can no longer learn martial arts, and now he is planning to merge them and create a new one.

Moreover, there is also the suppression of realm. For things like martial arts realm, the higher the level, the greater the gap and the more obvious it becomes.

In the world of martial arts, compared with the third-rate people, sometimes they can't even tell the difference, and sometimes they can defeat the third-rate people.

There is a gap between third-rate and second-rate people, but sometimes third-rate people will leapfrog their ranks and kill people.

When it comes to the second-rate and the first-rate, the gap becomes more and more clear. The second-rate can rarely cross the border unless they have extremely special means and hidden weapons.

The difference between a first-rate master and a junior grandmaster is even greater, not to mention a world of difference. After all, the junior grandmaster already carries the word "grandmaster", even if there is a small character in front of it.

If you want to jump to another level at this time, even if you have any special skills, it will be almost useless.

The same is true for little grandmasters and grandmasters. After all, one is real and the other is only half a step.By the time the Grandmaster has changed again and competes, it is already extremely difficult to reverse, unless there are some extraordinary skills.

But looking at today's world, who has more unique skills than him?
Zhao Tao smiled casually, and first looked at Yuan Chun. Yuan Chun glared at him, and then became a little scared and quickly turned his gaze to the side.

Then Zhao Tong looked at Yuan Ji, raised the corners of his mouth, raised his feet, and stepped forward.

There was a subtle change in Yuanji's expression over there, and he took a deep breath.

Just as Zhao Tong's kick was about to land, Yuanji moved!

Yuanji's body instantly turned into a black shadow, like the color of a dark night. Even though there was no wind in the prison at this moment, his clothes were still making a sound, the speed was too fast.

He has a footwork called Dark Night, and it is this "Dark Night" that he is using now!
Halfway through the walk, white light rolled over his shoulders, his sword was unsheathed and held in his hand, and then he came close to Zhao Tong.

The sword slashed out diagonally. It was light and airy, and seemed to have no killing intent. It was even gentle and warm, making it difficult for people to guard against it, and even wanting to get close to it.

Gentle cut!

Yuanjizhan's unique skill of galloping across the rivers and lakes.

There are countless people who have died under this sword, but no one knows the true name of this sword. Even if Yuan Chun has seen Yuanji use it, he doesn't know its name.

What a knife!Zhao Tong admired in his heart.

This knife is gentle, but underneath the gentleness is murderous intention, the will to die, the madness that wants to destroy everything!

This is the best swordsmanship Zhao Tong has ever seen, even better than Chen Houtong's swordsmanship.

The knife is like a lover, but also like a beauty. With a gentle stroke, life is like this.

As the knife approaches, the tenderness becomes stronger. Everyone present has a feeling in their hearts. They don't want to hide from the knife, don't want to block the knife, just let it strike on their bodies, and sleep with tenderness from now on...

The sword was close, and Yuanji's sword was slashed diagonally. If it was a solid cut, although it would not cause death, one of Zhao Tong's arms would definitely be injured.

Even if Yuanji wanted to hold Zhao Tong hostage and didn't want to kill him, he would not leave him unscathed. He would hurt him first and then capture him. Otherwise, Zhao Tong's extraordinary martial arts would always be a variable.

Yuanji will never think of any mistakes. After all, he only has this one chance. If a large army gathers outside the prison, if he does not kidnap Zhao Tao, no matter how good his martial arts skills are, he will not be able to escape.

The knife got closer, and just as Yuanji's heart became more and more calm, and all his energy, energy and spirit were united, a white arc suddenly lit up.

The angle of the arc was very weird, it seemed like the trajectory of a scimitar, but it was more cunning than the scimitar, as if it came from an unknown place and was going to an unknown place.

The arc was very fast and bright white in color, just like the color of Zhao Tong's robe.

No, this is the color of Zhao Tong’s robe!

Just listen to the crisp and dull sounds intertwined, "pop", "bang bang bang", "puff"!
A ray of cold light flew out from the field and directly hit the wooden fence post that Yuanchun was holding on. Yuanchun screamed "Ahhh" in fright.

The sudden arc of light just now knocked the knife away, and then the arc of light was just a roll, and it reached Yuanji's chest.

"What bells and whistles!" Zhao Tong's voice echoed inside and outside, and then Yuanji flew out.

At this moment, Yuanji could see clearly that the white arc light was indeed the color of Zhao Tan's robe. Zhao Tan was wearing a bright robe with flowers. The reason why the arc appeared was because Zhao Tan flew up with a kick.

The legs and feet kicked up diagonally in the air, creating an arc.

But with this kick, Wen Wenwen's knife was kicked away, and the master Yuan Ji was swept away.

"You want to compete with me with this kind of swordsmanship? It's like a mantis's arm is like a chariot, and a cricket is shaking a tree. You are overestimating your own abilities!" Zhao Tong said calmly.

The prison was quiet for a moment, and everyone's faces were extremely shocked.

Zhao Tong's kick was very fast, like thunder on the ground, so sharp and unstoppable that people with lower martial arts skills could not even see what was going on. Yuanji had already been defeated.

But Yuanchun was the closest, and she could clearly see that Zhao Tong's kick was extremely sinister, evil, powerful, treacherous, evil, extremely murderous, and could even overwhelm weapons.

What kind of foot is this that is so powerful, so domineering, so powerful?
Yuanchun's face turned pale for a moment, and he took a step back involuntarily, looking at Yuanji over there in panic.

Yuanji was injured, very seriously. He was half-lying on the ground and turned to look at Zhao Tong, full of shock and shock.

A voice kept ringing in his heart, this is not true, this is impossible, this is absolutely impossible!

"Do you think this is not true, this is impossible?" Zhao Tong put his hands behind his back, with a sneer on his lips, and walked forward slowly. There is no better way to kill someone than to kill someone's heart.

Although Yuanji was seriously injured, he was by no means unable to move. He was a master. Even if he only had one finger left to move, he could still attack!

A black shadow flashed, and he flew up from the ground, with two daggers in his hand, and rushed towards Zhao Tong again.

"哐啷“ "," ”", "Boom"!
An arc of light was drawn under Zhao Tong's legs, and he used his legs and feet. The dagger was immediately kicked out of nowhere. Yuanji was kicked out again, but this time he hit the wooden bars of the prison door behind him. He opened his mouth fiercely and blood spurted out. .

"Yuan Shisan, not only do I need no weapons to beat you, I don't even need to take action!" Zhao Tao walked forward with his sleeves closed, a look of scorn on his face: "I only need my legs and feet to beat you to the ground. I can kill you if you rise up, but you still want to compete with me? Who gave you the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard? You are so bold and do not overestimate your own abilities! Don’t you still know the little golden arrow? Why don’t you use it on me? Look!"

Yuan Chun took another step back in the prison, and the three Yuan family members outside also had fright on their faces.

Yuanji is a grandmaster, a master of martial arts. There are so many grandmasters in the world. How could he be beaten to the point of being unable to fight back?What powerful methods are all useless?The opponent simply defeated all his abilities with just one kick, and then beat him until he vomited blood and was seriously injured?

A grandmaster has been beaten like this, so how powerful is Zhao Tong, and what level is he in?
Several members of the Yuan family were all stunned and stunned. Their thoughts seemed to have stopped under the huge shock. The scene in front of them was far beyond their understanding.

At this moment, Yuan Ji, who was lying next to the prison bars, suddenly jumped up again. This time, his figure was like a straight arrow, and a golden light shot out of his hand, running towards Zhao Tong.

Zhao Tong's shoulders moved slightly, and the white light from the robe under his legs arced out. The golden light emitted by Yuanji was kicked directly into the sky, and his other kick kicked Yuanji out for the third time.

Then Zhao Tong stretched out two fingers and pinched them upward, and a golden arrow fell into his fingers. He sneered and said: "Acacia arrow in the air is nothing more than that!"

Yuanji was lying on the ground, vomiting blood. His face was ashen, and he struggled to turn his head to look at Zhao Tong: "You... what kind of kicks did you use?"

Zhao Tong looked at him and smiled faintly: "Heaven's broken feet!"

Among the martial arts recorded in Huang Shang's The Six Paths of the Big Dipper, there are two that are the most domineering. One is Tianzhanjiao, and the other is called Diyinzhao.

"The sky...the sky is broken?" Yuanji murmured, with a hint of understanding on his face, and then his head dropped and he passed out.

Zhao Tong glanced at him for a few seconds to confirm that he was genuine, and then he ordered behind him: "Come here, tie this Yuan Shisan to prison!"

The person who came immediately followed the order, and Zhao Tong turned around and walked towards the cell where Yuanchun was.

(End of this chapter)