Chapter 390: Lectra Cyclone Knife
Chapter 390: Resisting the Tornado
According to the address of Ying Zhanshu, within an hour, Zhang Haotian drove to a remote street in FT District. After driving about 500 meters, he saw a gate on the street on the left, and a sign was hung on the gate with the five words "Guohui Martial Arts Museum". Outside the gate, there were seven or eight people wearing martial arts uniforms, and the leading man was the one who came to hand over Ying Zhanshu a few days ago.
When Zhang Haotian's car drove over, the middle-aged man immediately waved his hand to stop him, stretched his head and looked at Zhang Haotian, and said, "Mr. Zhang, please come with me, our boss is waiting."
While talking, he walked into the gate. Zhang Haotian's car slowly drove in, but saw that there was a courtyard inside, and there were no people in the courtyard, just a few cars parked. There was a four-story building in front of him. There was a sign erected on the ground floor with the words "Martial Arts Hall" written on it.
Seeing this scene, Zhu Er, who was sitting in the co-pilot, whispered: "It seems that this is the training base of Dongxing Gang in S City. They have trained for much longer than our brothers."
Huang Biao, who was sitting behind, said "Hmm": "Although the Dongxing Gang comes from Hong Kong, they focus on developing the country. The branch of S City exceeds their Hong Kong headquarters in terms of number of people and combat effectiveness. In addition, Chai Rong is very skilled and smart, so he must not be underestimated."
Zhang Haotian nodded and said, "I have fought with the people from the Dongxing Gang. My combat power is indeed stronger than that of ordinary gangs. All kinds of strength are still above us. This time I come, in addition to the sword skills, I have another purpose. Brother Zhu, when you see Chai Rong, you'd better control yourself."
Zhu Er immediately understood a little while listening to Zhang Haotian's tone, and laughed and said, "Gangmaster, don't worry, Chai Rong hurt me at the time, because I was not as good as others. There was nothing to lose my temper. What's more, this is someone else's territory. I'm not the kind of stupid person who doesn't know the world."
Zhang Haotian knew that Zhu Er was not an impulsive and reckless person, so he smiled when he heard this. He parked the car and saw the middle-aged man leading the way waving his hand to signal him to wait for him to go down. He opened the car door, went to the trunk to get the Nine-ring Sword, and went to the "Martial Arts Hall" on the ground floor with Huang Biao and Zhu Er.
Outside the hall, six young men in loose martial arts uniforms were also standing. When Zhang Haotian and the other two approached, three of them came to search their bodies, naturally because they were afraid that they were wearing pistols.
After searching, Zhang Haotian and others entered the hall under the leadership of the middle-aged man and immediately saw that it was very spacious inside, at least five or six hundred square meters, with some fighting training equipment, and wooden sticks with handles shaped like short swords on the four walls, which were undoubtedly used by members of the Dongxing Gang to train sword techniques.
At this time, Zhang Haotian's eyes had already fallen in front of him, and there were a group of people sitting on the chairs, both of whom were middle-aged men in their forties. One was tall, with short hair and a deep-sinking knife mark on his forehead. His face was very thin, with sharp eagle-eyed eyes, and he looked very deep and fierce. The other was shaved into a small round head, dark skin, leopard eyes and sharp nose, and a thin figure.
Seeing these two people, Zhang Haotian had already walked over and said with a smile: "Master Chai, Second Master, we finally meet again."
At this moment, the two of them stood up, Chai Rong nodded and said with a smile: "Haotian, I still remember it vividly when I fought with you at that time. You are young and have become a leader of a group. You are so happy that you are rising up on the road, and you are so fast that you can't stand the right one. It's really gratifying."
The second master of the Iron Blood Alliance also looked very kind to Zhang Haotian and said, "When Haotian came to my place, I could see that it was extraordinary. I didn't expect that such achievements would be achieved in less than two years. It's amazing, really amazing. It seems that we are old. Sooner or later, this world will be your world."
Seeing that Chai Rong did make the second master come in, and listening to the two of them constantly praise him, Zhang Haotian understood that although he had not had a detailed discussion, the current situation had already formed a tacit understanding for everyone, and he did not say it immediately. Instead, he looked at Chai Rong and said, "Master Chai, after I have learned about the whirlwind knife, I will talk to the two seniors again, how about it?"
Chai Rong nodded and said, "Okay, Haotian, I have been thinking about your swordsmanship. Today I will compare. My whirlwind swordsmanship has never been defeated. It depends on whether you have this ability."
The second master smiled and said, "I'll do the arbitration. You two are fighting today, not fighting hard. Everyone can stop, but the knife has no eyes. If there is any accidental injury, they will not complain about each other."
The two agreed, no longer delayed the time, so they took a few steps back.
Zhang Haotian took off his coat and wore only a black elastic vest, revealing his thick chest muscles and strong arms, and a hideous wolf head was vaguely visible.
Zhu Er hurried forward and handed him the Nine-ringed Sword and the scabbard. Zhang Haotian pulled out the Sword and shook it gently. The nine rings on the back of the Sword collided with each other, making a slight "Dangdang" sound.
Chai Rong stared at the knife in his hand, without saying a word, took off his coat, revealing a strong body that was no less than a young man. He had a thick black chest hair on his raised chest muscles. When he stretched out his hand, he saw a strong man behind him holding out a knife. It was the green-handled narrow knife he had seen last time. This knife was somewhat similar to the Japanese samurai sword, but it had a slightly arc shape, which was obviously specially designed for the whirlwind sword technique.
When both of them held the knife in their hands, everyone around them immediately stepped back, leaving a large piece of open space for the two of them to compete with the knife.
At this moment, both Zhang Haotian and Chai Rong knew that the opponent's sword technique was his life's enemy. No one dared to be careless. They were concentrating their energy and made a starting move. Zhang Haotian had a sword in his chest, which could attack or defend, while Chai Rong raised the sword in a diagonal manner like a white crane spreading his wings, and could attack quickly at any time.
The hall was silent. After Chai Rong stared at Zhang Haotian for about twenty seconds, he suddenly shouted loudly and quickly raised his sword and slashed forward. He had fought with this young man last time and knew his power, so he showed no mercy as soon as he took action. Today's battle is related to his undefeated honor of dozens of sword skills, and he must not lose.
In an instant, with the "clang" sound, Chai Rong had already swung five swords, while Zhang Haotian waved the Nine-ring Big Sword, connecting the five swords in a regular manner, but he only defended but did not attack, and was always on guard against Chai Rong's whirlwind sword technique. His Nine-ring Big Sword was too heavy and he could not blindly attack and consume physical strength.
However, Chai Rong did not use the whirlwind knife technique. The knife style used was mainly about stabbing and picking. Between swinging the arm, one knife was as fast as a knife, and it swept continuously like a wave. The direction of the knife fell was not far from the key points such as Zhang Haotian's head, neck, chest, etc.
In the sword technique, if the opponent uses a move like "slashing and cutting", you only need to judge the direction of the knife falling and adjust your knife to spread it, it will not take much force. However, if the opponent uses a move like "sting and picking", you can only swing your arms and lift the knife to get the grid, which will consume more physical strength. Chai Rong has such rich experience. When he sees his weapon, he thinks of effective attack methods, sword style, experience, and judgments, and can only be called a master of sword skills.
Seeing Chai Rong using such a move to attack him, Zhang Haotian secretly praised, and immediately changed his strategy to the enemy. He avoided Chai Rong's knife stab at his head. With a wave of his right arm, he raised his knife to slash towards his right shoulder, but attack instead of defense. The nine-ring sword ring made a "hurrying" sound, and the momentum was amazing.
Chai Rong used a narrow sword, and of course he did not dare to hit hard with heavy weapons like the Nine-ring Big Sword. Facing his sword force, he immediately turned sideways to avoid him.
When Zhang Haotian's sword force was together, he couldn't stop it. As the sword was swung, it was scattered and wide, and the "whistle" sound of the wind and the "whistle" sound of the knife ring reverberated together, like wind and thunder, causing the people watching the battle to change their faces slightly, and their hearts were dark.
However, at this time, Chai Rong, under Zhang Haotian's turbulent sword force, was like a small boat in the wind and rain, floating around, avoiding the center of the storm. While jumping, he would occasionally slash, so that Zhang Haotian would not dare to get too close.
Zhang Haotian was secretly shocked when he saw Chai Rong using this method to deal with him. The last time he fought with Chai Rong was to use calmness to prevent Chai Rong from using the whirlwind knife to consume his physical strength. This time, Chai Rong was obviously prepared to return him to the other person with the other way and use this method to deal with him.
After about thirty swords, Zhang Haotian suddenly stopped his sword and stood with a smile at Chai Rong, but stopped attacking.
Seeing that Zhang Haotian was no longer fooled and took the defensive stance, Chai Rong didn't speak. Suddenly, he raised his arm and stabbed straight towards his chest. He still wanted him to raise his arms to block it and constantly consume his energy.
But this time, Zhang Haotian changed his countermeasures. When he saw Chai Rong stabbing, he raised his right arm and stabbed Chai Rong's chest with the same move as him.
In this way, it became a situation where two swords stab each other. However, Chai Rong's green-handled narrow sword was no more than three feet long, while Zhang Haotian's nine-ring sword was more than three feet long, and his arms were longer than Chai Rong. If both sides stab each other, Chai Rong's sword would be hit by the sword first before he could hand it to his chest. Of course, it would be more than worth the loss.
Chai Rong was very aware of it, reclaimed the knife, avoided his straight stab, and said, "What a smart boy." Suddenly, he cut a knife horizontally towards Zhang Haotian's right waist. When Zhang Haotian stood up, with a "clang", his knife popped backwards, turning into a circle, and quickly slashed towards his left waist.
Seeing this move, Zhang Haotian understood that Chai Rong's whirlwind sword technique had finally been used, and he was concentrating on his mind. However, Chai Rong's knife technique was getting faster and faster, drawing circles with his arms as the axis to attack, sometimes up and now down, sometimes left and sometimes right, and snow was shining everywhere, and it was really like a floating whirlwind.
After Zhang Haotian had more than ten moves, he knew that this time was indeed different from the last time. The last time he fought with Chai Rong, he had already figured out a rule, that is, Chai Rong's whirlwind knife technique was to use physical reaction force and elasticity. That is to say, when he attacked him, if he used the knife to force the outer grid, he would use this force to force the force and chop the other part of him, and of course the speed would get faster and faster. Therefore, the countermeasure against this whirlwind knife technique was to not use the outer grid, so that he could not use the force to force the force. Moreover, the last time he used this method was obviously successful, forcing Chai Rong to fight him to a draw. If he continued to fight, he would probably be able to defeat Chai Rong, who had a huge physical consumption.
But now, even if he doesn't force the outer frame, Chai Rong's whirlwind knife can still be easily and smoothly used. The key to this problem is his knife. The steel of this knife is very special, with much stronger tenacity and elasticity than other knives. As long as he touches his Nine-ring Big Sword, he will immediately bounce back and use the force to form a continuous force. Chai Rong at the center only needs to use clever force to guide the direction of this force, but he doesn't need much force.
Faced with Chai Rong's faster and faster whirlwind sword, Zhang Haotian's vest was already in cold sweat, because he knew that at this moment, Chai Rong himself was also controlled by the powerful rotation force and could not stop him at all. As long as he was careless, the sharp blade would immediately divide him into two, and blood would splatter on the spot. Chai Rong's whirlwind sword technique and the green-handled narrow sword were so powerful that it really exceeded his expectations.
Seeing Zhang Haotian being wrapped in Chai Rong's sword shadow, he seemed a little overwhelmed. Huang Biao and Zhu Er's faces suddenly appeared anxious, but Chai Rong's subordinates smiled and were proud. No one had ever defeated the boss's whirlwind sword. This kid, who was ignorant of the world, dared to hand in a challenge letter, and he was seeking death.
Now the Tianlang Gang is useful to the Dongxing Gang and the Iron Blood Alliance. Of course, the second master did not want Zhang Haotian to die today, so he shouted: "Zhang Haotian, your swordsmanship is indeed good, but it seems to be worse than Master Chai. If you admit to losing, today's competition will be over. Master Chai's whirlwind sword is famous in the world. Even if you lose to him, you will not be ashamed."
However, listening to his words, Zhang Haotian did not admit defeat. He suddenly shouted loudly and hit Chai Rong's knife.
Looking at Zhang Haotian's moves, Chai Rong was a little sad. His whirlwind sword was indeed created based on the reaction force of the object and the principle of using force to fight in martial arts. Just now, Zhang Haotian remained calm and only parried without force. Although he could use the toughness and elasticity of the green-handled narrow sword itself, he was still slightly weak. Now this young man seemed to have lost his mind and fought back head-on, so his speed would increase as a result, making it more difficult for the other party to parry. He used inertia and could not close the knife at critical moments. This man was a man, and his sword technique was the best among the young generation he had seen. It was a pity whether he died or injured.
At this time, Zhang Haotian was already as powerful as a mad tiger, and he tried his best to knock Chai Rong's green-handled narrow sword, and Chai Rong's sword immediately bounced back and slashed at him again, with a speed of nearly twice as fast as the blade made a "chi chi" sound.
In this way, Zhang Haotian fought three swords in a row, and Chai Rong's speed was getting faster and faster. When the sword was cut back to his right waist, he could not dodge and was cut open a long bloody mouth. The people watching the game next to him couldn't help but scream, and Huang Biao and Zhu Er were even more shocked and prepared to give in for him.
But just after Zhang Haotian was hit by this knife, he suddenly roared and knocked at Chai Rong's knife with his own blood again. A strange thing happened. Chai Rong staggered and turned his body involuntarily twice. The knife in his hand had lost its direction.
At this moment, Zhang Haotian suddenly appeared, and the knife in his hand slapped the narrow green knife with a slap. With a crisp sound, Chai Rong's knife in his hand had already come out of his hand and had been bounced on the ground for a few times. Zhang Haotian's knife was already on his neck.
Such a sudden change made everyone present stunned. He never expected why Zhang Haotian, who had a disadvantage just now, almost died, turned defeat into victory in a moment.
Zhang Haotian smiled slightly at this moment, took back the Jiuhuan sword that was placed on Chai Rong's neck and said, "Lord Chai, I'll give in."
Chai Rong was pale at this moment. He knew that the young man in front had completely cracked his whirlwind sword technique.
The most powerful thing about his sword technique is to use force to leverage force, but the biggest flaw is to use force to leverage force, because this force is uncontrollable by the user, and he will even be guided by such force. The other party obviously saw this and would risk using force to speed up the sword technique. At the same time, his control is also weakening. When it reaches a certain level, the inertia is greater than his own pace, and the extreme will turn back, and he will lose balance and will not be able to stop the sword force at all. He will be controlled by others when it reveals a flaw. The opponent's power, judgment, and courage are astonishingly powerful. He is convinced.
At this moment, Huang Biao and Zhu Er had already clapped and shouted, but the people from the Dongxing Gang seemed to be depressed. In their hearts, Chai Rong's sword was an invincible myth. Now that the knife lost, it was like a sharp arrow in their souls.
Seeing Chai Rong silently, Zhang Haotian didn't say much, but picked up his green-handled narrow knife, held it with both hands and walked in front of him and said, "Master Chai, I have just had some brute force to defeat you. You lost because of your age, not because of the sword technique. I believe that if you were still ten years younger, I would not have cut through the skin with the knife just now, but would have been cut by the waist."
Just here, Chai Rong raised his head, took the green-handled narrow knife from Zhang Haotian's hand, and suddenly laughed and patted his shoulder and said, "Haotian, needless to say, losing is losing, and weakness is weakness. That has nothing to do with age. Young people are terrifying. We must have a good meal tonight."
As he said, he waved his hand to ask his subordinates to bring gauze to wrap Zhang Haotian's wound. Although Zhang Haotian's wound was long, it was very shallow and would scarlet for ten days. It was nothing serious. Chai Rong's pleasure after losing the knife made him very impressed. He nodded and said, "Okay, then I must toast you a few glasses of wine."
As he was talking, the second master came over and smiled and said, "Both of them are good at swordsmanship. I am lucky to witness such a competition. Haotian, it's okay to be injured. Why don't we find another place to talk to you?"
Zhang Haotian had something important in his mind to discuss with the two of them, so he nodded and said, "I'm fine, please ask the second master to tell me wherever I go."
The second master smiled and said, "The people in our way have nothing to do with it, so let's borrow Brother Chai."
After Chai Rong nodded, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he walked to Huang Biao and reached out to him and said, "Uncle Huang, I have heard of your reputation in the Wanhong Gang for a long time. Unfortunately, I have never met you. We will finish talking with Haotian later. Please enjoy a glass of wine in the evening."
Chai Rong is the most powerful general in the Dongxing Gang. Although he is not the leader, most of the situation in the Dongxing Gang is defeated by him. Of course, Huang Biao has also heard of his reputation. Seeing that he is intimate with him, he reached out and held it with him and said, "I am well-known for Lord Chai. The whirlwind sword technique is a witness today. If I change to me, I am afraid that I will die if I can't take thirty moves. You must drink this wine."
Chai Rong had heard of this man's "Iron Sand Palm" as a master of Taoism. He knew that he was comforting himself, and smiled, looked at Zhu Er, and said, "Brother, your sword is very fast, but unfortunately it is too casual, lacks the rules, and has almost no guardian moves. If you change this, I believe your sword skills will be at the next level."
Zhu Er knew that although this man was defeated by Zhang Haotian's sword, he was undoubtedly a master of swordsmanship. Although he almost died at his hands in the past, it was a dispute between the two gangs, and there was no resentment. He listened to his words and gave him a message and nodded, "Thank you, Lord Chai, for your advice."
Chai Rong did not speak anymore, but waved his hand and turned toward a room on the right side of the hall. Zhang Haotian and the second master followed him.
When I got to the room, I saw it was a small office with some fitness equipment hanging on the wall.
Chapter completed!