Chapter One Hundred and Thirteen: Battle Upgrade

  The injury of the young man and woman enraged the middle-aged man, and his swordsmanship changed in an instant, becoming grand and majestic.

  The swordsmanship changed, without the previous complexity, becoming much simpler, each move and style clear and distinct, but the momentum carried by the swordsmanship suddenly increased, making the oppressive force overwhelming.

  In the middle of the sword move, the situation between the two sides changed greatly. The new set of swordsmanship he used was extremely powerful and actually blocked all of Tie Gong Du Lao's attacks.

  As a top-notch master, the iron crutch in his hand was extremely powerful when wielded by Iron Crutch Li, and even ordinary first-rate martial artists might not be able to withstand it, let alone second-rate ones.

  Previously, Zhong Niang relied on an ordinary long sword to fight against Tie Pi Du Laoda for over a hundred rounds, although he was at a disadvantage, he never lost and was already quite formidable, astonishing many warriors.

  Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man changed his move and made a set of mysterious sword moves, which turned the situation around, sweeping away the unfavorable state. He fought with Tie Cui's old poison, with both offense and defense, and the outcome was undecided.

  This change, Zhao Ji saw with his own eyes, can be said to be quite surprising and unexpected. With the cultivation of a second-rate peak, fighting against a first-rate warrior, even if that first-rate warrior's cultivation had just entered the seventh layer of the later heaven, without an absolute skill in hand, don't think about transcending ranks to fight.

  "This swordsmanship is extraordinary, deeply profound and subtle, with a strong yet gentle and unassuming edge, it's indeed an ultimate skill, not inferior to Yang Guo's Heavy Sword Swordsmanship."

  In the midst of his prime, he made a dozen or so moves with his swordsmanship, and for some reason, Zhao Ji suddenly thought of Yang Guo's heavy swordsmanship. As it is said that a heavy sword has no edge, great skill is not showy, and with the middle-aged man's swordsmanship, there seems to be some similarity in their ingenuity.

  In his middle age, he fought evenly with Tie Gongzi using a set of sword techniques, completely exposing his identity and making many people present recognize him as Junzi Jian.

  "He must be a master of the Gentleman's Sword Style, otherwise, how could he make the Gentleman's Sword Technique look so elegant."

  "Yes, I also think he is a gentleman of great virtue and prestige, famous for his swordsmanship, and an even more humble and righteous person, who is eager to serve the public and uphold justice, truly a model of righteousness."

  "So this is the legendary Gentleman Swordsmanship. Its power is truly formidable. No wonder it can be ranked among the top divine skills in the world."

  "It's been over ten years since Master Junzi's sword left the Jianghu, right? Back then, I heard it was said that he was killed by the Knife Devil. Now it seems like that was just a rumor."

  "Rumors are not necessarily false, he may have been seriously injured by the Knife Devil and just didn't die, these years of disappearing from the Jianghu world should be spent recovering from his injuries."

  ……

  It was confirmed that Zhong Nian was indeed the Junzi Sword, and everyone felt a little surprised and respectful. They eagerly discussed his past achievements.

  Zhao listened intently and learned about one thing after another of Yue Yunfang's past. If all these were true, he would indeed be worthy of the name "Gentleman Sword".

  However, upon hearing the three words "Junzi Sword", Zhao Ji couldn't help but feel a bit worried, fearing that Yue Yunfang was also like Yue Buqun from The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, who was a thorough and utter fake gentleman.

  "Haha, I must have read too many martial arts novels, which led to this kind of association. This is clearly different from the world in The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, it's impossible for another Yue Buqun or Jin Yong's extraordinary and transcendent hero to appear."

  Shaking his head, Zhao Ji felt a little amused by his own somewhat absurd idea and couldn't help but let out a light laugh.

  Shake off the messy thoughts in his mind, Zhao Ji continued to focus on listening to the gossip of those good talkers. Although their cultivation was not high, they knew a lot of secrets.

  When Junzi Jian's true identity was exposed, many warriors were somewhat **, as fellow righteous people, how could they not care about the representative of the righteous path, Junzi Jian, and see him die without saving him.

  Many people were somewhat moved and wanted to lend a helping hand to Yue Yunfang, but they also dreaded the evil reputation of Tie Cui's poisonous old man, and for a moment they were hesitant.

  "Never mind, Junzi Sword is a good person, he is the representative of our righteous path. In his heyday, he saved countless lives and did numerous good deeds. Today, when he's in trouble, how can we just stand by and do nothing? Regardless of what others choose to do, my brothers and I will take action and lend Junzi Sword a helping hand."

  "Yes, although we brothers are not great men, we also know how to promote good and eliminate evil. In this way, we will not waste our martial arts skills, lend a hand to the gentleman's sword, and it is inevitable."

  The two middle-aged men who had previously been concerned about Zhao and discussed the treasure of Huo Qianfan, after a heroic drink, took out a short gun each, with an unstoppable momentum, and killed Iron Claw Poison Old Man.

  Two middle-aged men held long guns on the left and right, forming a pincer-like posture, pointing at Tie Gong Du Lao. The gun shadows were heavy, and the sound of breaking through the air whistled.

  It can be seen that the two of them are not weak in strength, and from the trajectory of their moves, they also have some coordination with each other. Although it's not a perfect combination, they seem to form an array.

  "Hmph, a group of people who are full of righteousness and morality on the surface but are actually thieves and prostitutes in private, relying on their numbers to bully others. I, Duan Yanming, am not afraid of them."

  He snorted, and the iron club ridiculed the two middle-aged men who had made their move, turning the iron club to include them in the attack.

  The strength of the two brothers is not weak, enough to reach the level of a second-rate martial artist. When they join forces, their power becomes even stronger.

  The combined strength of the two can barely intervene in the battle between Yue Qunfang and Duan Yanming, at least stronger than the young man and woman, and will not be defeated in one move.

  With the help of the three, the pressure on Yue Qunfang was greatly reduced. He quickly thanked the two middle-aged men: "Two brothers, you have lent a helping hand, and your kindness is as heavy as Mount Tai. Yue Qunfang thanks you here."

  "Brother-in-law, don't be polite. Your reputation, we brothers have long heard of and deeply admire. Today's matter is something we brothers voluntarily took on, no need to thank us."

  "Right, we brothers have always admired you, no need to be so polite."

  The two brothers said in turn in loud voices.

  It can be seen that the combat power displayed by the two brothers when fighting with their own idols is stronger than their actual cultivation, giving Yue Qunfang a lot of help and putting some pressure on Duan Yanming.

  Three people joined forces and fought against Duan Yanming together, causing Duan Yanming to fall into a disadvantageous position. Although the power of his iron whip dance did not decrease at all, but instead increased by a lot, his situation was much worse than before.

  This situation made Duan Yanming's face gloomy, and the resentment and anger in his heart were like a volcano about to erupt.

  The next moment, the volcano really erupted. Duan Yanming swung his iron rake and transformed into a heavy shadow of rakes when a sharp "hiss" sound suddenly rang out.

  "Hidden weapon!"

  Zhao Ji looked very clearly, Duan Yanming's this time out of hand, at the same time as full force hit, also ejected a piece of hidden weapon, that was an iron nail-like hidden weapon, one end extremely sharp.