Chapter 608 Red Knife Red Appearance
Sima Huangfen’s defeat immediately resulted in one of the black chess pieces moving forward together being cut off, greatly reducing its effectiveness.

After the previous car failed, the Northern Song Emperor drove the following car.

Su Mengzhen swung his sword and went straight in, fighting Hong Xiang again, trading his sword for the broken hand of heaven.

“The new leader of the Beggars’ Sect, begging on a white horse?”

Su Mengzhen lowered his head slightly, his face calm, the red sleeve knife hidden in his sleeve, and there was no trace of sharpness on his body.

Opposite him, Yelu Qi looked serious, not daring to be careless: “I didn’t expect that Master Su actually knew me. Should I say it’s an honor?”

Since the ceasefire between the two Song dynasties, the world has restored a brief period of peace.

During the three months of preparing for the chess game between the Two Song Dynasties, people’s lives gradually recovered, and the scattered refugees who were displaced by the war were completely united under the jurisdiction of Yelu Qi, and condensed into an organized, disciplined, ambitious and ideological underworld force.

“In the past few months, the war between the two Song dynasties caused many people to be displaced. The New Beggars’ Sect took this opportunity to step forward and accept refugees, helping the poor and the needy. In this regard, the leader of the White Horse Sect deserves Su Mengzhen’s admiration.”

In the war between the two Song dynasties, although Jinfengxiyu Tower was not the main force, it was also a helper.

Even though Su Mengzhen is a calculating and ambitious man of the world, he still has a conscience in his heart. It is impossible for him to remain indifferent when seeing the people suffering because of him.

The various actions of the new Beggars’ Sect can be said to be covering up for them.

“I dare not admire you. Master Su is the best in both strategy and martial arts. I should learn more from you.”

“Master Baima, you are so polite. I heard that you have been unrivaled with your pair of ‘Heavenly Hands’ since you appeared in the martial arts world. I have long wanted to learn from you. Today is a good opportunity, so please give me your all.”

“This concerns the whole world, so of course I will not hold back!!”

After a brief greeting and some effort to save face, both sides gathered their breath at the same time, and their fighting spirit was immediately apparent, like two completely different people.

On the Hunyuan Stage, looking at the two people confronting each other, Lu Ping was amazed.

“This Yelu Qi is really impressive. He can actually compete with Su Mengzhen…”

“I wonder how well he has practiced the ‘Heavenly Hand’ that I taught him?”

To be able to become a chess warrior, one must of course go through a series of tests. Yelu Qi was able to stand out from so many people in the martial arts world, so of course he had some skills.

In the blink of an eye, three moves of testing were over, and the two people in the field officially started the duel.

Su Mengzhen was seen brandishing a knife with one hand while slowly approaching his opponent as if he was strolling in a garden. He performed various sharp knife moves with ease. Suddenly, the field was filled with knife shadows like clouds and knife energy like rain, which was shocking.

Looking at Yelu Qi again, although he was unarmed, there was no sign of panic on his face.

No matter how Su Mengzhen approached, he remained calm as water, skillfully using his lightness skills to shuttle among the red sword lights with his nimble footwork, waiting for his chance to strike.

After several moves, the two figures gradually approached.

Yelu Qi finally accurately captured the trajectory of the Red Sleeve Knife, and at the same time he also saw clearly the legendary Red Sleeve Knife.

The blade is transparent and the blade body is crimson, just like a crimson spine reflected in a transparent glass mirror. The bend of the blade is like the slender waist of a peerless beauty that can be held in one hand, which is extremely beautiful.

As Su Mengzhen swung the sword, the sword light immediately reflected a water-red color, and even carried a faint humming sound like the sound of the sky, and a slight fragrance.

Thousands of styles and tens of thousands of beauties are unforgettable at first sight.

Such weapons are great even if they are not used in battles but just for collection.

The more Yelu Qi fought, the more he felt that this was a feast for the eyes, ears, and noses. He couldn’t help but praise aloud, “No wonder everyone in the martial arts world says that the best weapon in the martial arts world is ‘Blood River Red Sleeves, Should Not Be Withheld’. Such a good sword is really rare.”

“you flatter me!”

Su Mengzhen smiled lightly, and suddenly changed his moves, turning his sword into a mighty one.

“The red sleeves are fragrant!”

An inch short, an inch dangerous.

The Red Sleeve Knife was less than two feet long, so it was extremely dangerous to use it. The dangerous knife moves gradually forced Yelu Qi to retreat.

Yelu Qi retreated seventeen steps and was about to be forced into a dead end, with a knife blade approaching his body.

Suddenly, he raised his right arm, and then a black shadow rushed out from his long sleeves like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, accurately blocking the blade of the red sleeve knife.

clang–!
The sword lights in the sky suddenly dispersed, and Su Mengzhen looked carefully and found that what blocked his short sword was an ordinary long stick.

Su Mengzhen’s eyes narrowed, and he secretly thought that he was careless.

Yes, since the other party is a member of the Beggars’ Sect, isn’t it natural for him to use a stick as a weapon?

He had been concentrating on guarding against his “Heavenly Hand”, but had forgotten that this man was originally from the Beggars’ Sect, and was a disciple of the former Northern Beggars’ Sect’s chief and deputy chiefs, Ma Dayuan and Bai Shijing.

Taking advantage of Su Mengzhen’s distraction, Yelu Qi seized the opportunity and raised his stick to counterattack.

Waving the long stick, poking, chopping, sweeping and bouncing, Yelu Qi used a series of fierce attacks and actually turned around his previous loss.

Unfortunately, the good times didn’t last long. After only ten moves or so, Su Mengzhen calmed down.

After another ten moves or so, Su Mengzhen seized the flaw in the stick technique and chopped the long stick into two pieces with one blow.

Compared with the ordinary disciples of the Beggars’ Sect, Yelu Qi’s stick skills are definitely not bad, but after all, he has not learned the “Dog Beating Stick Technique” that only the successive leaders of the sect can learn, so his skills in weapons are still not very sophisticated.

Even though the long stick was broken, Yelu Qi’s expression remained unchanged, as if he had expected it.

Just as Su Mengzhen was preparing to attack again, he saw Yelu Qi attacking from both sides, holding a short stick in each hand, and striking from the front and back with the Emei Thrust technique.

One of the two short sticks hit him on the head, and the other stabbed him in the waist and abdomen.

Su Mengzhen immediately gave up attacking and switched to defending, holding his sword across his waist to block the short stick below, while at the same time slightly tilting his head to avoid the short stick above.

Then he lowered his head, raised his right leg, and swept it fiercely towards Yelu Qi’s lower body.

Yelu Qi quickly withdrew the two short sticks and jumped back.

However, Su Mengzhen had already anticipated such a response. He immediately swung out his sword, and with his internal strength, the sword light became even redder and more intense.

“Incorruptible!”

With two “clang” sounds, the short stick was completely broken. Yelu Qi made a quick decision and threw it away. Then he took a step forward and punched forward with both hands.

Su Mengzhen immediately switched from defense to offense, drew his sword with his backhand and slashed at Yelu Qi’s elbow.

However, Yelu Qi’s move was just a feint. Seeing the cold knife coming, he quickly turned his arms and made a semicircle in the air, like a Tai Chi posture.

In the blink of an eye, his fist reached the back of the knife, and with the help of centrifugal force, he punched out fiercely, hitting Su Mengzhen’s chest directly!

Except for a few stick techniques that Yelu Qi learned in the Northern Beggars’ Sect, the rest of his kung fu was taught by Lu Ping.

When Lu Ping taught him martial arts, apart from a set of ‘Tiancan Hand’ and a light body technique, there was no system. Most of the time he just taught him a move on the left and a move on the right, teaching him whatever he thought of. There was no system at all.

With Lu Ping’s attainments in martial arts, just showing off one or two of his skills would be enough to benefit Yelu Qi greatly and greatly improve his martial arts.

The two moves that Yelu Qi used to repel Su Mengzhen at this moment were what he learned from Lu Ping.

Among them, the former contains changes in boxing and palm skills, while the latter has a faint shadow of Tai Chi.

After defeating Su Mengzhen, there was no joy on Yelu Qi’s face.

It was because he felt that when his fist hit his opponent, it was like hitting cotton, without much force.

This was not an illusion, but because Su Mengzhen successfully released the force and neutralized the punch power at the critical moment.

(End of this chapter)