I am a commoner, but I will lead the empress to unify the world

Chapter 220: Masters compete with each other, and each move is fatal

Zhang Jue saw Su Wuan coming at him aggressively, but he did not panic at all. He did not dodge, evade or retreat. He held the iron rod in his hand horizontally, raised his arms, and took Su Wuan's halberd head-on.

when! ! !

A sharp sound of metal clashing was heard, and everyone around couldn't help but cover their ears.

Looking at Zhang Jue again, he pushed his legs back but did not retreat at all, and the iron rod in his hand was only split open.

As for Su Wuan, he was knocked back several steps by the recoil force, and the halberd in his hand almost slipped out of his hand.

He staggered to steady himself, grinning,

"Brother Zhang is really strong."

"Stop talking nonsense and watch the moves!"

Zhang Jue stepped on the ground with his toes and rushed out like an arrow. Holding the stick in both hands, he exerted force from his waist and chopped Su Wuan in the face with the stick.

Su Wuan immediately blocked with his halberd. Zhang Jue hit the halberd with his stick, and the upper half bounced back due to the rebound force. He used the force to counter the attack and directly lifted the end of the stick and thrust it towards Su Wuan's chest.

Su Wuan was shocked. He didn't expect the other party to react so quickly. If he was hit in the chest by the end of the stick, with Zhang Jue's strength, he would have vomited blood on the spot.

He immediately jumped up and stepped back, pressing down the halberd in his hand to block the end of the stick, then immediately swept the tip of the halberd towards Zhang Jue's head.

Although if this attack hit Zhang Jue, he would either die or be injured, at this time, everyone has tried their best to fight for the first place.

Zhang Jue heard the bad news, but without turning his head, he bent down and stretched his legs, sweeping the iron rod in his hand towards Su Wuan's legs.

Seeing this, Su Wuan had no choice but to give up the attack and retreat immediately. Zhang Jue took advantage of the situation and continued to attack Su Wuan with the iron stick in his hand.

The opponent seized the rhythm of the attack, and Su Wuan could only defend temporarily and wait for the opponent to reveal a flaw.

In the stands, the audience, generals, and royal guards were all whispering and guessing who would win in the end.

Even the other six contestants who had finished their battles were sitting on the edge of the training ground, watching the fierce battle between the two strongest players.

The envoys from Qi and Liang sat with Shen Wanguan and watched with interest.

"Old Zhao, who do you think will win between these two?"

Liu Fugui asked Zhao Biao beside him with a smile.

Because they were in public and there were people around, they couldn't call him General Zhao "Mr. Liu", so they could only call him Old Liu or Old Zhao.

Zhao Biao was also a master. He looked at the fierce fight in front of him with a sharp gaze, grinned, and said,

"This Zhang Jue should be able to win. His staff techniques are wide-open and wide-open, but his moves are also clever. Once he catches the rhythm, it will be difficult for the enemy to turn the tables."

Liu Fugui was puzzled.

"Isn't it just a stick? How can it be more powerful than swords, spears, halberds, axes, hooks, and forks? Wooden sticks and iron sticks are readily available to ordinary people. They are just the skills of farmers."

Hearing this, Zhao Biao sneered and said,

"Don't underestimate the stick. Of all weapons, the most versatile one with the most moves is the stick.

The moves of all other weapons are evolved based on the stick techniques, and can be performed with the stick, but the moves that can be performed with the stick cannot be performed with other weapons.

The stick may not seem to have a spear tip or a blade, but without these restrictions, it is more flexible and versatile.

As the saying goes, a stick hits at both ends, and every inch of the stick can be used for attack.

Moreover, Zhang Jue should be a kind-hearted person. As the saying goes, a stick has a compassionate heart and hurts the enemy but does not take his life.

If you use other weapons to fight with your opponent, you will inevitably accidentally kill someone, but people who use sticks have a better control over the strength, and they will not kill anyone if they say they will not kill.

So... I'm pretty sure that Zhang Jue will win in the end."

Liu Fugui smiled like a Maitreya Buddha and said,

"I don't think so. I think that young fighter named Su Wuan is very powerful. Although he is young, his every move shows his heroic spirit, and his moves are also very handsome. In the end, he will definitely win."

Zhao Biao said with his eyes wide open,

"Fuck you, a martial arts competition is all about who looks better? Who has the coolest moves? What's the point of a silver-plated spear head looking good? The key is to defeat the enemy, regardless of the flashy tricks.

Although the stick has no sharp edge, its armor-piercing ability is very powerful.

If you are wearing armor and get hit by a knife, it may not be a big deal, but if you are hit by a stick, your internal organs will be shattered.

Otherwise, do you think those generals are fools, using blunt weapons like clubs, clubs, hammers, and maces instead of swords that can easily kill people?"

"Okay, okay, I'll assume you're right. Do you dare to bet five taels of silver?"

"Who would fight you for five taels of silver? Ten taels."

"make a deal."

The two of them continued watching the competition with a smile on their faces.

Shen Wanguan, who was standing by, also felt benefited a lot after hearing these words. It turned out that there were so many principles in martial arts.

But Chang Gong has never practiced martial arts since he was a child. Where did he learn his outstanding killing skills?

On the training ground, Zhang Jue and Su Wuan had fought for hundreds of rounds. Basically, Zhang Jue was the main attacker and Su Wuan was the defensive defender. The two fought back and forth, which was very exciting.

Suddenly, Su Wuan changed his tactics. He held the halberd in both hands, gathered strength and pushed forward, pushing away the stick that Zhang Jue was throwing at him. Zhang Jue was caught off guard and retreated repeatedly.

Su Wuan was well prepared. He jumped up and thrust the halberd in his hand forward. Zhang Jue immediately blocked with his stick. However, Su Wuan suddenly rotated the halberd with the blade facing upwards, so that the entire halberd brushed against the iron stick and stabbed through from above.

Seeing the sharp tip of the halberd coming towards his face, Zhang Jue immediately bent backwards to avoid the attack.

The attack missed, but it was still within Su Wuan's plan. He immediately rotated the halberd again, this time with the blade pointing downward, and pulled it back. The blade of the halberd just happened to get stuck on Zhang Jue's iron rod.

Su Wuan roared angrily and pulled back with all his strength to take back Zhang Jue's weapon.

Zhang Jue had just dodged the opponent's attack. His old strength was gone and his new strength had not yet been generated. He was completely powerless.

According to Su Wuan's guess, he would definitely be able to pull the opponent's iron rod over.

This was indeed the case. The iron rod was indeed pulled over, but the hands did not let go of the iron rod.

Zhang Jue grabbed the iron rod, used the force of Su Wuan pulling him against him, and rushed directly towards the opponent.

You know, between him and the iron rod, there is the tip of Su Wuan's halberd.

Su Wuan was horrified. Did Zhang Jue want to die with him?

A moment of panic caused Su Wuan's rhythm to pause for a moment, and Zhang Jue was waiting for this moment of flaw.

He suddenly turned his head to avoid the tip of the halberd, and then the iron rod hit Su Wuan's shoulder horizontally.

Su Wuan's weapon was too long, and he was holding it forward. At such a close distance, he had no time to change his moves!