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Xiang Zhuang could clearly feel the speed, ruthlessness, fierceness and powerful aura of this sword strike. It pierced through the air and produced the sound of sword qi, quickly piercing into the vital points of his ribs, and its strongest part made it difficult for him to unleash her full strength to block this sword strike.

Xiang Zhuang was also a disciple of a master, and had defeated many famous swordsmen in the West Chu with her sword techniques, how could she have been suppressed in one move? Suddenly, she spun his body and used a strange footwork to spin back twice. She thrust out his sword, and under the light of the lantern, a curtain of sword light enveloped his body. The blade of the sword just happened to be in front of him when Qian Jun.

Everyone in the arena was moved. Such a smooth and natural sword art that could rebirth in dangerous situations was truly a rare sight in this world.

Long Tianyu had only seen Gu Songtao's sword once, so he reassessed his strength, his sword skills were definitely not inferior to Xiahou Ying and the others, and would be able to be reused in the army again in the future. With here, the historical Xiang Zhuang might not be able to have any advantages.

When Zhang Liang, Yu Ziqi, Fan Kuai and the others saw the sword techniques of the two of them, they were all shocked, even the blind men could see that the two of them were first-rate swordsmen, the terrifying Sword Qi of the two caused everyone to be stupefied, and they thought, The Dragon Army has gained another first-rate swordsman!

Chu Army Generals was also breaking out in cold sweat for Xiang Zhuang. The perfect sword attack from before had disappeared, and was immediately followed by a dangerous situation. Someone who could force Xiang Zhuang back with just one move, was definitely an expert!

Gu Songtao's eyes became as sharp as a sword, but he did not reveal any of the emotions in his heart, making people feel that he was unfathomable. The sword in his hand transformed into a long streak of light, and under the coordination of the footwork that concealed the principles of martial arts, it crossed the distance of nearly three meters.

The Flowing Winter Sword changed a few times, the white light in the air seemed to have condensed a strand of frost energy, it was illusionary and unfathomable, causing people to be unable to see the movements of the sword clearly, and in the end, the sword broke through the frost and slashed towards Xiang Zhuang's throat.

The sword wielding experts present knew every change in his sword aura. Not only could it confuse the enemy, it also increased his strength, allowing him to reach the peak of his strength when attacking the enemy.

The treasured sword was short and could seal one's throat with blood. As long as it could slightly slice his throat, then even the deities of the Great Firmament would not be able to save him.

Xiang Zhuang's face changed slightly, and he snorted coldly: "Good job, Feng Luo Yan!" Just as the tip of the Flowing Winter Sword slashed in front of his neck, Xiang Zhuang took a few hasty steps back, maintaining a certain distance from the attack speed of the sword. Then, she raised the Blue Peak Sword in her hand into the air, easily sweeping away the tip of the Flowing Winter Sword which had lost its power.

"Oh!" Everyone heaved a sigh of relief. Completely convinced by the moves Xiang Zhuang had used to retreat, she had turned a few dangerous situations into peace, and was truly worthy of being a first-rate swordsman. At the banquet, the two sides' officers and warriors respectively cheered and cheered for the swordsmen who had already entered the competition.

The two fought back and forth, using all of their powers to kill the opponent, but unfortunately, although the sword path was different, their strengths were equal, and after more than fifty rounds, they had each received a few sword wounds. Their armor had traces of blood on them, but they were still unable to kill the opponent.

Some of them could not help but pick up their wine jugs and gulp down a few mouthfuls of wine. However, their gazes did not miss any of the brilliant moves on the stage, and the cheering sounds seemed to want to shake down the roof of the tent.

With a loud 'pu' sound, the two of them retreated after their swords clashed. They both wanted to take advantage of their exhaustion to prevent themselves from losing their lives. The intense battle between two swords had once again turned into a confrontation.

The cheers had ended and it was so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard. All eyes were focused on Gu Songtao and Xiang Zhuang and they could vaguely hear the intense gasps of the two who were barely able to hold their breath.

"Stop!" He was also a top Ranker who knew how to use the sword, so he could naturally see that Xiang Zhuang's strength was on par with Gu Songtao. Even if they were to fight for another hundred rounds, it would be of no use.

"Your sword techniques are on par with someone of the same level as you. In this match, both of you are strong men! Men, ten gold coins apiece! "

Two female servants walked in, carrying a square plate. There were ten gold ingots on the plate, shining brightly under the lights. They were extremely attractive, but to the princes and noble lords of the banquet, they were nothing at all.

Initially, he had wanted to display sword techniques in front of all the dukes to intimidate and intimidate the strong, to make all the allied swordsmen ally, and then to take the opportunity to get close to Long Tianyu. If he had a good chance to stab him with the sword, then he would have rendered great merits, but now that he could not even settle the swordsmen that the other party had sent out, he naturally did not have any achievements at all. He returned with interest and said: "Overlord, Xiang Zhuang humbly requests to donate these 10 gold ingots to the military warehouse as payment.

Xiang Yu nodded her head: "Alright, Brother Xiang Zhuang always values the benefits of our army, she is truly a pillar of our West Chu!"

Gu Songtao put his sword back into the sheath and saluted both Pei Gong and Overlord with his sword. He thought that since the gold ingots were the property of the Chu Army, it would be better to just take it back and confiscate it than the cheap West Chu. After taking it back, he picked up the gold ingot and retreated to his seat to accept the applause and congratulations from Xiahou Ying and the others.

Zhao Han and Wei Qiyan's dukes sighed in their hearts. In the future, when they returned to the feudal fiefdom, they would have to spend a large amount of money to hire first-rate swordsmen as diners or serve them in the military.

Just as Xiang Yu was about to speak, Xiang Sheng, who was seated at the back of the class, suddenly stood up, paid her respects to the Overlord and the others, and said loudly: "Although the previous battle was brilliant, it was not the best. Xiang Sheng has the gall, and wanted to request the members of the Dragon Army to fiercely accompany us to play a match.

As soon as these words were spoken, the generals of the banquet, Chu Fang and his men, had a great deal of self-respect. They all wanted to make use of this opportunity to show the dragon army that there were many generals in the banquet. Xiang Sheng had yet to fight in the front lines, but she was unconvinced of the strength of the Dragon Army's so-called generals!

The entire audience was respectful, the eyes of the Allied Chu Army were focused on Long Tianyu, to see what his intentions were, and whether he was willing to accept the challenge from General Chu.

Fan Zeng squinted his eyes and stared closely at Long Tianyu's expression. He tried to observe the other party's mental state and planned to use Yueyao and Yu Ji as threats at the right time.

Long Tianyu had long noticed the ill intent in Chu General Chu's words, he glanced at Xiang Yu who was indifferent, and only relied on the attitude that you had chosen to put on, he nodded to himself, and kept that in mind, and then inspected Xiang Sheng with her eyes like lightning, and said: "Alright, since General Xiang Sheng is also interested, Yu Ziqi, come down from the stage to spar with this general!"

"Understood, Pei Gong!" Yu Ziqi straightforwardly got up and accepted the robe and hood, he was dressed in only armor, his figure was muscular and imposing, he walked out of the seats and Xiang Sheng walked out, the two of them stood like mountains, facing each other.

"Bring the gun!" Xiang Sheng roared, and a guard at the corner of the wall brought over a floral pike that he had placed down beforehand, and handed it over respectfully.

Holding onto the spear shaft, Xiang Sheng's confidence rose greatly. Swish swish swish ~ The spear images that appeared were all messed up like pear blossoms, it was hard to fathom, but it was filled with killing intent as she asked Yu Ziqi: "Which weapon do you use, Sir? If you use your sword, you might not even be able to block my powerful attack! "

Yu Ziqi slightly nodded his head and signaled the Iron Guard standing in a row. The guard then brought a silver gun over, and after Yu Ziqi received it, he did not show any signs of ostentation. He pointed his spear at the ground and lightly said: "Snow White silver gun, please instruct me!"