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Huang Xiaoshi naturally wouldn't refuse Yang Yun's invitation, but the two of them couldn't fight here.

Yang Yun's sword is a black iron sword. What if one move fails and the pillars of the restaurant collapse.

After shouting "Mrs. Boss, pay the bill", Huang Xiaoshi walked out of the restaurant and looked around. After scratching his hair, he realized that there was no place in Luoyang suitable for martial arts competition, so he had to go out of the city.

Huang Xiaoshi said this to Fu Jianhan and Yang Yun, and they both nodded in agreement. So Huang Xiaoshi led them all the way to a small lake.

There are few people around this small lake, and the terrain around the lake is wide and open.

Afterwards, Fu Jianhan found a place to watch the battle, and Huang Xiaoshi and Yang Yun got into a stance.

After Yang Yun pulled out the black iron sword, he held the sword in front of his chest with both hands and introduced to Huang Xiaoshi seriously: "This is the black iron sword. It is made of black iron at the Sword Forging Villa. This sword weighs sixty-four kilograms. The sword

It is four feet long and two cents long, has an edge but no edge."

Yang Yun was so formal, which made Huang Xiaoshi a little uncomfortable.

I don't know if Yang Yun is so polite, or if everyone in the Tianshan sect is like this, they need to introduce their weapons to others first.

However, this is indeed a move that is not just a courtesy. It can at least increase the understanding between both parties and reduce accidental injuries caused by misjudgment.

After all, sparring is not a duel, let alone a life-and-death fight, so it is great that no one is injured.

Huang Xiaoshi pulled out the belt from his waist.

"This sword was made by the blacksmith Lao Hu, and it's called the Full Moon." Huang Xiaoshi stretched out his hand and gently folded the Full Moon Sword into a round shape. He loosened his hand and heard a "pass" sound, and the sword returned to its original shape.

Straight strips.

"This sword weighs one kilogram and eight taels, the hilt weighs three kilograms, and is three feet long. It has no blade or edge."

After all the opening words were said, Huang Xiaoshi and Yang Yun faced each other with swords.

"Start." Fu Jianhan, who was standing nearby, shouted loudly.

Following Fu Jianhan's shout, the two of them made no move.

"Brother Yang, please." Huang Xiaoshi pointed his sword at the ground with his right hand and made a "please" gesture with his left hand.

"Master Huang, please." Yang Yun also held the sword in one hand and pointed the tip of the sword to the ground.

"Brother Yang, please."

"Master Huang, please."

Huang Xiaoshi understood that Yang Yun might have seen that his sword was short and light and did not want to take advantage of him, so he insisted on making the first move.

Huang Xiaoshi smiled at Yang Yun and said: "In this case, it is better to obey orders than to be respectful.

Brother Yang, you have to be more steady."

Huang Xiaoshi stepped forward with his left foot so hard that his foot stepped into the hard mud. Then he twisted his waist and stretched his arms, making a complete power-charging movement.

"Self-created: [Tongbei Slash]!"

After a loud shout, Huang Xiaoshi slashed down with his sword. His sword reached the top of Mount Tai and went straight to the top of Yang Yun's head.

Yang Yun was shocked. He didn't expect the sword to be so fast.

Fortunately, he had the Black Iron Sword in his hand. This sword was not only heavy enough, but also strong enough. So Yang Yun held the hilt of the sword in his right hand and the sword body with his left hand, and raised the Black Iron Sword above his head with one strong move.

"bite!"

There was only a crisp sound. Although Yang Yun took the move, his left knee softened and he almost fell to his knees.

What power is this!

Huang Xiaoshi slowly took back the soft sword in his hand.

Needless to say, even Fu Jianhan, who was watching, could see that Yang Yun was defeated with just one move.

"Brother Yang." Huang Xiaoshi said to Yang Yun: "Brother Yang may have fought against too few people, and his judgment of moves is still somewhat lacking.

When judging moves, you can't just look at the size, length, and weight of the weapon.

A light sword can be used for heavy cutting, and similarly, a heavy sword can be used for embroidery.

I don’t know what kind of swordsmanship Brother Yang has, but when Brother Yang uses the Black Iron Sword, he must not limit his swordsmanship because of the appearance of the sword.”

Huang Xiaoshi's words made Yang Yun blush.

Ordinary people find it difficult, or would never say anything, to say such harsh and sincere words to others.

Yang Yun knew in his heart that Fu Jianhan was right, Huang Xiaoshi was indeed a good friend and mentor.
Chapter completed!