Insufficient balance

  "Hey, how can you just hit someone like that!"

  Zhao Fubo was forced by the soft sword to roll over on the ground, and his helmet made a "clattering" sound.

  Looking at his disheveled appearance, the onlookers around him burst out laughing one after another.

  There are roughly two brothers of the Zhao family, one of whom bumped into a beautiful iceberg girl who was neither soft nor hard, and the other was beaten to the point where he was searching for his teeth all over the ground. It's estimated that this matter will soon be spread throughout the city.

  The beauty of the iceberg stopped the sword in her hand and looked at Zhao Fu's wretched appearance with some pride.

  "If you're worried about the weight of your armor, I'll let you take it off!"

  Zhao Fubo's current armor, although it belongs to the teacher's modified medium armor, is absolutely not light. If he hadn't been wearing that thick steel backplate since childhood, he would have had a hard time handling it.

  Zhao Fubo, who crawled out from underground, didn't say much and only took out his own beheading knife.

  This is a Tang-style knife with a slightly curved blade suitable for chopping, the difference being that it has a long handle that can be held with both hands. Due to its length of over 1.3 meters, it is even longer than the Western long sword used by the Crusaders at this time.

  This is another weapon designed and built by his teacher, made entirely of Wootz steel. According to Teacher Martin, there's also a simplified version of this knife, but he didn't elaborate.

  The hilt was wrapped with a thin cord made of raw silk, and the knot on it was called a paratrooper's knot. What interested Zhao Fubo more were some things inside the hilt. In the hilt that could be opened by removing its back cover, the teacher had installed gadgets like fish hooks and flintstones.

  "It's just a fight, what wilderness survival equipment!"

  Holding a long knife in hand, he returned to the dueling grounds.

  "Be careful, my knife is a bit longer and will take some advantage of you!"

  When these words reached the ears of the Iceberg Beauty, they naturally had a different flavor, and the Iceberg Beauty was enraged.

  "You think you can take advantage of me? You're not even worthy!"

  These words also fell into Shu Yu'er's ears, and naturally had a different flavor.

  Watching that Safo Wan being chased away by the Ice Mountain beauty, she can finally put down the bow in her hand and take a break. Xiaonian's hands touched the small Meizi in her arms, staring hatefully at Zhao Fuwei on the fighting stage.

  "Taking advantage of others, what nonsense! He didn't used to talk like that, it seems this Second Brother must have learned from Teacher Martin! Xiao Mian, you can't be like him, speaking with the intention of taking advantage of others!"

  At this time, the soft sword in the Ice Mountain Beauty's hand shook, emitting a "whooshing" sound like the window paper being blown by the wind. The soft sword blade shone with a silver light under the sunlight, just like a cluster of silver flowers.

  Zhao Fubo, who was already familiar with the large guns, understood that this sword flower was similar to his own gun flower. If the power difference was extremely large, he could simply block it head-on. Otherwise, he would have no choice but to compete with his opponent in terms of technique.

  The long knife in his hand didn't have any more fancy moves, a single swift thrust, the blade of the armor-piercing axe on the tip of the long knife flashed with a cold and stern light, heading straight for the chest of the Ice Mountain beauty.

  "Despicable!"

  This move earned him nothing but a cold hum from the iceberg beauty, as well as an extremely suspicious definition of his character.

  Zhao Fubo sighed in his heart when he heard this sentence.

  "No wonder Mr. Martin said it's hard to raise only petty people and women! Look at how they're fighting!"

  Outside the circle, Shu Yu'er, who was sitting on the rouge horse, also let out a "hiss" sound. Although she didn't suspect Zhao Fu's character, she was worried that he had targeted that prominent chest and deliberately stabbed in that direction.

  Zhao Fubo's offensive not only brought suspicion of his character, but also brought the next wave of attacks from the iceberg beauty.

  As she let out a cold hum, her lithe figure slightly lowered, Zhao Fubo's thrust had already stabbed empty air. The soft sword in her hand lightly rose and fell, its soft blade shooting towards Zhao Fubo like a venomous snake.

  Zhao Fubo watched as his opponent's soft sword flew towards him quickly, and he was secretly shocked in his heart. He quickly leapt backwards to retreat.

  Those who can wield this soft sword must have exceptional skills in swordsmanship. Moreover, they must also be agile and nimble in their physical movements.

  Because a soft sword cannot be used to hard-resist the opponent's long knife or hard long sword, the above two conditions must be met, which makes Zhao Fu Bo become more cautious.

  He withdrew his long knife and prepared for a short thrust. When facing such an agile opponent, this was an indispensable means of attack.

  One move forced Zhao Fubo's icy beauty to retreat, and with a swift arrow step, her soft body moved as lightly as a willow in the wind.

  With a soft sword in hand, he once again conjured up layers of illusions, rolling towards Zhao Fubo. The sword's shadow was icy and menacing, as if it would chop him into ten thousand pieces at any moment.

  Zhao Fubo steadily lowered his waist to stabilize his body, with the long knife in his hand still in a thrusting posture. He was just searching for the void in the sword blade that was like a cluster of flowers.

  But any such rapid and confusing attack method must have its own weaknesses. As long as you find it, defeating the enemy with one move is not a difficult task.

  The swordsmanship of this ice mountain beauty in front of me is obviously not bad, the soft sword in her hand is like a stormy rain, without revealing any gaps.

  Helpless, Zhao Fubo had no choice but to maintain his thrusting posture and rapidly retreat backwards.

  The beautiful iceberg has probably encountered many such situations, just like Zhao Fubo's Da Song Nei Jia Gun Fa facing the Arabian long spear.

  Those who have never encountered this type of weapon are often intimidated by its dazzling attack methods. Facing that extremely fast gunfire or sword flashes also makes it easy to miss the opportunity to counterattack.

  But such opportunities are often only once, people who have met for the first time, except for comparing martial arts, probably don't have much chance of survival. Therefore, those who possess this skill are more likely to gain victory.

  As she saw Zhao Fubo continuously retreating, the Ice Mountain beauty's mouth curled up in a cold smile, and her soft sword seemed to emanate an aura of sharpness.

  Zhao Fubo was forced to retreat repeatedly by her, which attracted the attention of many people.

  Firstly, his elder brother Zhao Xu's face revealed a hint of schadenfreude. If Zhao Fu Bo were to be knocked down, that would certainly follow his heart's desire.

  Secondly, there are people watching beauties fight, although the Ice Beauty's appearance is distant and unapproachable, but the martial arts arena allows others to watch, right?

  So the onlookers laughed and cheered for Zhao Fubo, hoping he could fight a bit longer, so they could have a good show.

  "Hey, hit her, hit her! You're supposed to hit her, brother.If you can't bear to do it, I'll do it myself!"

  Zhao Fubo in the arena didn't consider her as a woman at all. The only curiosity was that a Persian-looking woman like her could use a soft sword.

  According to Zhao Fubo's understanding, although many people use soft swords, the Song people should undoubtedly be the best. Otherwise, why would the Song people use large guns instead of long spears?

  With this question, his eyes have been searching for the other's weakness. At least as a person who has not yet opened up to emotions or the opposite sex, the beauty of the other will not make him feel threatened.

  It was the beautiful iceberg girl who was affected by those crazy guys shouting outside the field, and Zhao Fubo's repeated retreats and defenses also made her think that she must win this game.

  Taking advantage of Zhao Fubo's continuous retreat, she swept the people around her who were shouting and screaming with a cold gaze, issuing a silent warning.

  "Hiss!"

  At this moment, Zhao Fubo's long knife emitted a long thrust, which was completely unexpected by the ice mountain beauty. What made her soul fly away was that the place where Zhao Fubo struck out was the only empty space when her sword flower bloomed.

  "What the hell, how did this bastard manage to find it, what's his basis?"

  Although a wave of doubt arose in her mind, it did not affect the ice beauty's correct reaction at the last moment.

  Zhao Fubo thrust out a knife, straight towards the abdomen of the Ice Mountain beauty. At least in his own mind, he thought that this time he wouldn't be called "despicable" again!

  What made him unable to help but be surprised was that the ice beauty's waist suddenly collapsed. A moment of iron plate bridge, only surprise appeared on her body.

  Zhao Fubo's long knife blade almost grazed her abdomen and chest, and Zhao Fubo, who had thought she would dodge to the side, was also taken aback by her movement.

  His hand hesitated for a moment with the knife, and he didn't even have time to control the force of his long thrust. His whole body involuntarily took a big step forward.

  That posture was as if he deliberately let the ice beauty pose like this, and he himself would pounce on her like a flower thief.

  But before he could dodge the embarrassing posture, the long legs of the beautiful woman in front of him lifted up, and her boot-clad foot came at Zhao Fubo with a treacherous move - "Ling Yin Tui".

  Zhao Fu-Bo was in imminent danger and didn't have time to make any other moves, so he could only clench his legs together, barely managing to protect his vital parts.

  The ice beauty's sinister move startled him, he didn't dare imagine that such a beautiful woman would use such a move.

  Moreover, fighting with a woman like this was really not Zhao Fubo's strong suit, and he had already thought of giving up.

  "Hey, aren't we......"

  However, what he didn't expect was that the iceberg beauty, who had already got him cornered, wasn't going to let him off.

  One foot was just caught, she struggled to twist her waist and lift her leg, and the other foot quickly came up on Zhao Fu's waist.

  "Boom!"

  Zhao Fubo maintained his upright posture, and the Zhao Fubo who had intended to make amends did not expect her to do so. He was kicked hard on the waist, and if he hadn't been wearing armor, he might have been injured.

  "Terrible!"

  He was kicked and only had time to shout, then fell to the ground with a "thud" sound, his long knife flying far away from his hand.

  Zhao Fubo's fire was also provoked, and as soon as he fell down, he rolled over and locked one of the Ice Mountain beauty's legs, his hand also grabbed her sword-wielding wrist in time.

  He immediately fell onto the beautiful woman's legs, in a somewhat ambiguous posture. After falling down, he continued to shout loudly.

  "You really are shameless, using such a dirty trick! Admit defeat now!"