Liu Jing threw the scabbard away from the distance, and the sword was spread across his chest. The Xuanlin sword shone under the sunlight.

His eyes were like cat eyes. Under the sunlight, his pupils shrank into a line, and his originally plain gaze suddenly became sharp.

In fact, from the beginning, he was looking for Cai Jin's weaknesses. Cai Jin was not Zhao Yun, and Zhao Yun had no weaknesses and no flaws, so he could only create them himself.

Cai Jin's weakness is very obvious. From walking onto the sword platform, Liu Jing noticed that Cai Jin was holding the hilt with his left hand. This was a habitual move, but now he was holding the sword with his right hand, and Liu Hu also told himself that Cai Jin was holding the sword with his right hand.

But the details will not deceive Liu Jing's eyes. Just now, when Cai Jin held the sword with both hands, his left hand posture was more stretched than his right hand, and his left fingers seemed longer and more powerful. From these details, Liu Jing keenly judged that Cai Jin was actually a left hand sword, and the right hand sword was just confusing.

If this is the case, Cai Jin's flaw should be on the right. However, although he saw Cai Jin's weakness, it is not easy to seize the opportunity. He must first resolve Cai Jin's fierce offensive.

Cai Jin shouted loudly, and suddenly started, rushed forward, and was distracted and stabbed with a sword. The speed was extremely fast. A flash of light was seen, and the sword was as fast as lightning, piercing Liu Jing's heart.

There was a burst of exclamation around, and only Liu Hu's gong was heard shouting: "Brother Jing, be careful."

Liu Jing was also a little angry. He had no grudges with the Cai family, and he was the Death Sword. He was so cruel and vicious. Does he want his own life?

He no longer hesitated, and the long sword took action. The cold light of the Xuanlin sword flashed, and the next one arrived first. When there was a loud bang, the sword was slashing at the opponent's blade. He treated the sword as a knife. This sword made Cai Jin's arm numb, and the tiger's mouth was shaken open, and the sword almost broke out.

Cai Jin secretly complained that something was wrong and jumped backward to jump away. However, his inertia of rushing forward could not be stopped for a moment, which made his figure stagnant and slowed down a step. Liu Jing's left foot swept across. This was Taekwondo in later generations. Taekwondo was just a stance. The key was to infusing the power of gathering power in Zhao Yun's secret book.

This kick was simple and clean, but extremely powerful. It kicked Cai Jin's right rib. Cai Jin's weakness was on the right. He couldn't dodge, and he screamed, staggered and took five or six steps back.

Liu Jing did not chase after him. With a long sword, he guarded like Mount Tai. Cai Jin was so embarrassed that his face turned red. Although his master repeatedly told him not to underestimate the enemy, he still had some thoughts and still used the weaker right-hand sword to try to deceive Liu Jing, but he did not expect that Liu Jing was extremely powerful and almost defeated him with one sword.

Only then did he understand what the master had warned him that swords defeated people with the king's way. If they were more important than the weird way, they would bring shame upon themselves.

If he had used his left-hand sword at the beginning, he would not have been defeated by a sword. However, his opponent actually kicked his ribs almost broke. He was so painful that he couldn't stand firmly. Is the other party violating the rules?

There was a silence around, no one applauded, and everyone was stunned. I don’t know how many sword competitions had been played on this sword stage, and I had never seen anyone kicking someone with my feet. How could this be judged by everyone, everyone’s eyes looked at the seat of the middleman.

Wang Wei was a little embarrassed. He could only use swords to determine the outcome of the sword competition. Although there was no rule, the rules for a hundred years were like this, and no one had ever violated them, so he did not announce it in advance.

How can this be calculated? Wang Wei looked at Huang Zhong, "Hansheng, do you think this is a warning?"

Before Huang Zhong spoke, Wen Pin said coldly: "The two armies are fighting against each other, and they aim to kill the enemy. Can't they set rules for the enemy on the battlefield?"

Wen Pin was also extremely dissatisfied with Cai Jin. He repeatedly told him not to underestimate the enemy. He even had to use his right-hand sword to be smart and almost defeated with one sword.

This is also Wen Pin’s disappointment with Cai Jin. Although Cai Jin is outstanding in all aspects, he also has a fatal weakness, that is, his pride and conceit, which is the weakness brought by his aristocratic family. This weakness is enough to make him unable to become a great person.

Wen Pin also hopes that Liu Jing will wake Cai Jin up with this kick.

Huang Zhong nodded, "Since General Wen thinks so, then continue to compete with the sword."

When he rang another bronze bell, the master shouted: "Continue with the sword."

There was a commotion among thousands of people around, and it turned out that kicking was OK.

At this time, Wen Pin also discovered Liu Jing's unusualness. He found that this child was not like a child of an official who lived in the deep courtyard for many years, but like a soldier who had experienced many battles. His eyes were so sharp that he could see at a glance that Cai Jin's weakness was on the right side, which made him feel ashamed of Wen Pin.

He felt that Cai Jin would be in trouble in this battle.

.........

Cai Jin had stabilized. He handed the sword to his left hand and restored his most powerful left-hand sword. At this time, he no longer dared to be careless and adopted a defensive posture, staring at Liu Jing's every move.

Liu Jing also adopted the defensive posture, using the sword as the sword and the long sword slanted downwards. This was Zhao Yun's move, which sealed all the opponent's offensive lines.

The two of them were like stone sculptures, motionless, waiting for each other's attack. Time passed little by little, and there was already a stick of incense, but both sides remained still, as if two old monks were sitting still.

The surroundings began to feel impatient, and became more and more noisy, and there were whispers. Cai Shaoyu couldn't help but say to her clan brother Cai Hong: "This Liu Jing is a despicable villain. She actually kicked someone with her feet. I really wish that the third brother would kill him with one sword. What are the third brother waiting for?"

Cai Hong knew Cai Jin's background. When he saw that Cai Jin had actually recovered his left-handed sword, he felt a little worried and smiled bitterly: "Maybe the kick just now was too fierce, and the third brother needs time to recover."

A quarter of an hour passed, and the two of them were still motionless, and the noise was heard all around them. At this time, someone finally couldn't help but yell, "Two pieces of shit, can't compare with each other."

"If you don't compare, just get out of here."

Crying and scolding came one after another. Suddenly, Cai Jin roared, raised his sword and rushed forward, and the surroundings became quiet again. Everyone looked at Cai Jin excitedly, hoping that his sword would end the competition, but Huang Zhong and Wen Pin sighed at the same time, and Cai Jin lost.

Liu Jing stared at Cai Jin who was getting closer and closer, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He was still far from fighting on the battlefield.

Cai Jin finally couldn't bear it. He gathered all his strength to slash Liu Jing head-on, as if Liu Jing was the wooden man who practiced the sword.

Just one foot above Liu Jing's head, Liu Jing's body suddenly rotated to the left, avoiding Cai Jin's head-on sword. His sword slashed out at the same time, as if he had lost the middle trajectory, and instantly slashed to Cai Jin's right rib.

Cai Jin was shocked and his body flashed sharply. A dull pain came from under his right rib, which slowed his body down one step. A blood light burst out. Cai Jin took off his sword, covered his right rib and stumbled back a few steps, and knelt on one knee to the ground.

Liu Jing gently wiped the blood from the blade with his hand and said lightly: "You are defeated."

There was a silence around, Wen Pin rushed forward and supported Cai Jin. He carefully checked Cai Jin's injuries, breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded gratefully to Liu Jing, "Thank you, Mr. Jing, for your mercy."

Liu Jing turned around and picked up the scabbard, put away the sword and returned it to the scabbard. The emcee looked back at Huang Zhong and Wang Wei. Seeing them nodded, he shouted, "The sword competition ends, Liu Jingsheng."

A thunderous cheer suddenly burst out around, and cheers rang throughout the sword platform. Liu Hu shouted like a child, and tears came out of excitement. He took off his clothes and threw them high into the sky.

The children of the Cai family had a gloomy face and left the sword platform without saying a word. Cai Shaoyu turned around and stared at Liu Jing with extreme hatred. She felt more humiliating than Cai Jin's defeat.

.........

The sword-bird ended, and the crowd began to dissipate. Many people couldn't help but run into the city, wanting to pass this wonderful sword-bird to more people.

Surrounded by more than a dozen teenagers, Liu Jing came to Wang Wei and Huang Zhong and won the sword, not only to receive honors, but also to other rewards.

Wang Wei smiled and said, "I heard General Zhennan often mention the young master, saying that Mr. Jing is very knowledgeable and able to observe the general trend of the world. Unexpectedly, his swordsmanship is also extremely high. He can be said to be a versatile talent in civil and military affairs, and is my hope for the future of Jingxiang."

Liu Jing quickly bowed and said, "General Wang is too rewarded. He is shallow and dare not accept such high expectations."

Huang Zhong beside him pondered for a while and asked curiously: "I feel that Mr. Jing seems to have rich practical experience. Mr. Jing has been on the battlefield or been a hunter?"

Liu Jing's heart was thunderous. He never expected that his hunter experience would reveal the secret. He was seen through by someone like Huang Zhong, who had a very experienced vision. If Liu Biao knew about it, it would be a big deal.

He quickly replied: "When General Huang said that, Liu Jing has no practical experience, he just likes to think. When he was a child, he often watched military training. In fact, I only learned martial arts for one month."

"One month"

Wang Wei and Huang Zhong were both shocked. They looked at each other. How could they have only been practicing martial arts for a month?

At this time, Sun Qian walked upstairs and laughed: "I can prove this that Mr. Jing has only been learning martial arts with Zilong for one month. Even Zilong has always praised Mr. Jing as a martial arts genius."

Liu Jing may be self-worthy, but Sun Qian said it so hard that he had to believe it. Wang Wei laughed, "It turns out that Mr. Jing is General Zhao Yun's apprentice, no wonder that this is so."

His laughter was a little bitter. His original lord once mentioned that he would accept Liu Jing as his disciple, but he was taken first by Zhao Yun.

Sun Qian shook his head and explained: "Originally, General Zhao wanted to accept Prince Jing as his disciple, but Uncle Liu thought he needed to seek the consent of the governor of the state, so he only gave advice on martial arts and did not accept disciples."

This sentence made Huang Zhong feel moved. He stroked his beard and thought to himself, since Zhao Yun had not accepted the disciple, could he accept this child as his disciple, and would not have been mediocre for his whole life.

Huang Zhong had long noticed Liu Jing. He saw that Liu Jing was eight feet tall, with wide shoulders, slightly longer face, like a sword, straight and straight nose bridge, extraordinary appearance, and very much liked it. This was the majestic posture of a man.

Huang Zhong had an idea in his heart, but it didn't show it. He just smiled, picked up a bag of gold, and handed it to Liu Jing, "This is the winner's reward. Sixty taels of gold is also Kuai Gong's wish. Please accept it."

Liu Jing was overjoyed. He was so embarrassed that he was in a hurry. Unexpectedly, he would have a reward of 60 taels of gold. This made him overjoyed. He was not polite. He took the gold bag and bowed to Kuai Yue, "Thank you, Kuai Gong, for the reward."

Kuai Yue smiled slightly, "If the young master thanks me, I will come to my house for a simple meal, which is great."

"Mr. Kuai does not mind Liu Jing being rude, Liu Jing should obey his orders."

"good"

Kuai Yue didn't expect that he would agree so happily, and couldn't help but say happily: "Then it's set tonight."

He said to Wang Wei and Huang Zhong again: "I'm sorry to ask the two generals to accompany you."

Wang Wei and Huang Zhong knew that this was just a polite word. They hurriedly refused to let it go. Kuai Yue didn't force it and stroked his beard and smiled at Liu Jing, "I sweep the bed tonight to wait for the young master to drive."
Chapter completed!