Who put the yellow robe on me?

Chapter 195 Western Region Martial Arts

"Good!" The soldiers around exclaimed and looked at the scene in disbelief.

The clash between the two sides intensified, and with each collision, Xianyu Linyuan's movements became increasingly decisive. His moves flowed like flowing water, demonstrating his rich combat experience and profound internal strength.

Finally, in a sudden attack, Xian Yu Linyuan kicked Zhong Xiaodan sideways, catching him off guard and causing him to fall to the ground.

"Today's battle is over." Zhong Xiaodan stood up straight and smiled slightly. "General Xianyu's strength is indeed extraordinary."

"Thank you." Xian Yulinyuan returned the greeting, silently grateful for Zhong Xiaodan's tolerance and magnanimity.

Xian Yu Linyuan's heart was filled with excitement and anxiety. He knew that the lucky victory he had just had over Zhong Xiaodan was not because he was indeed better at martial arts than him, but because the other party was willing to give in.

This subtle feeling made him feel mixed emotions.

The once proud Western Region general in my heart is now under tremendous pressure in this arena.

Next, Zuo Yongyu and Xuanyuan Feiyan walked onto the arena. They looked at each other, fighting spirit flashing in their eyes.

Zuo Yongyu is an elite soldier from Daliang, with excellent swordsmanship and agile physique, while Xuanyuan Feiyan is a rare general from the Western Regions, who may not look strong, but actually has a sharp edge.

The confrontation between the two men was like two cheetahs testing each other in the jungle, full of swiftness and ferocity.

"I'll let you see my speed!" Zuo Yongyu said confidently, with a hint of challenge in his tone.

"Come on, let's compete in attack speed. I have never lost." Xuanyuan Feiyan smiled slightly, with a hint of determination in her eyes.

Xuanyuan Feiyan knew that she had to strike the opponent as quickly as possible in order to win.

The competition began, and Zuo Yongyu rushed towards Xuanyuan Feiyan like an arrow.

His sword flashed in the sunlight, drawing a beautiful arc that was dazzling. Xuanyuan Feiyan was as nimble as the wind, quickly dodging sideways and spinning in the air with grace and agility.

The speed of the two men almost left the audience no time to react. The sword light and the figures intertwined, leaving behind beautiful arcs.

"How fast!" The audience couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, and whispers of discussion could be heard in their ears, as if they were excited about the competition.

However, Zhong Xiaodan and Zhou Liangwei were watching the two men closely, secretly calculating each other's weaknesses.

Zhou Liangwei's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, staring closely at Xuanyuan Feiyan's every move.

"Although his moves are swift, the preparation time before delivering a fatal blow is too long." Zhong Xiaodan suddenly spoke, with a glint of insight in his eyes.

"Indeed, Zuo Yongyu's attacks are ever-changing, while Xuanyuan Feiyan's fatal blows always seem a little sluggish."

Zhou Liangwei nodded in agreement and began to think about how to take advantage of this.

Although the competition at this time seems to be for the purpose of exchanging martial arts, it is actually to find the opponent's weaknesses and obtain more information.

In the arena, Xuanyuan Feiyan attacked Zuo Yongyu again. His sword flashed like a meteor across the night sky, with a clear target.

However, Zuo Yongyu dodged flexibly, counterattacked, and instantly approached Xuanyuan Feiyan.

At this moment, Xuanyuan Feiyan felt anxious. She knew she had to react quickly, otherwise she would be in a passive position.

"He's so fast!" Xuanyuan Feiyan gritted her teeth in her heart, forcing herself to concentrate and try to find an opportunity.

He noticed Zuo Yongyu's brief respite after his continuous attacks, and a thought flashed through his mind: "If I can seize this opportunity, perhaps I can turn the situation around!"

Just as he was about to launch a new attack, suddenly, his body paused.

His previous nervousness and concentration made him unaware that Zuo Yongyu's sword was approaching again with unstoppable force.

"Go!" Zuo Yongyu's voice sounded like thunder, and with a flash of sword light, he had already arrived in front of Xuanyuan Feiyan.

His attack was like a violent storm, instantly enveloping Xuanyuan Feiyan.

"Oh no!" Xuanyuan Feiyan realized she had no time to react, and her heart tightened. She hurriedly adjusted her body, trying to dodge the attack. However, Zuo Yongyu's sword was so powerful that it had already blocked her retreat.

At this critical moment, Xuanyuan Feiyan suddenly leaped up with all his might, attempting to dodge by flipping in the air. His movements were so graceful in the air that it seemed as if time had stood still.

"Good job!" Zhou Liangwei exclaimed, feeling amazed at Xuanyuan Feiyan's agility.

However, Zuo Yongyu was well prepared. He did not pursue the success of the attack, but after observing Xuanyuan Feiyan's movements, he quickly adjusted the sword's momentum, and the blade drew a smooth arc in the air, and then chased after him.

"This is not a solution!" Xuanyuan Feiyan thought to herself, thinking quickly about how to deal with it.

At this moment, he had to admit that Zuo Yongyu's speed and reaction were extremely sharp, and it was difficult for him to gain the upper hand in this situation.

The two men clashed again, swords flashed, and the surrounding soldiers held their breath and stared, their hearts secretly tightening.

Zhong Xiaodan and Zhou Liangwei watched closely and realized that Zuo Yongyu gradually mastered the rhythm, while Xuanyuan Feiyan began to feel somewhat passive.

Zhong Xiaodan knew in her heart that if the situation was not reversed quickly, the outcome would be clear.

"Xuanyuan Feiyan's speed is one of the fastest in the Western Regions. If we can find his weakness, then the Western Regions' generals' strategy of using speed to defeat speed will be impossible!" Zhong Xiaodan whispered to Zhou Liangwei.

"Yes!" Zhou Liangwei added, "Perhaps Deng Yunde's speed is not inferior to Xuanyuan Feiyan."

"Oh?" Zhong Xiao raised a single eyebrow, "Let Deng Yunde go up and try it later!"

At this moment, Xuanyuan Feiyan suddenly pushed the ground hard, using the force to jump up, trying to cross Zuo Yongyu's attack range and counterattack him.

Xuanyuan Feiyan's sword light drew an elegant arc in the air, aiming directly at Zuo Yongyu's side.

"That's right!" Zuo Yongyu's eyes flashed with surprise, and he quickly turned to meet her. He swung his sword rapidly, trying to block Xuanyuan Feiyan's attack.

However, Xuanyuan Feiyan's speed seemed to turn into a gust of wind, changing direction in an instant. The sword light swept across Zuo Yongyu's shoulder. Although it failed to cause any substantial damage, it made him feel a little threatened.

"Interesting!" Zuo Yongyu smiled slightly, secretly admiring her. He realized that Xuanyuan Feiyan was not an easy opponent to deal with, but someone who could strike back at the critical moment.

The battle became more intense at this moment. Xuanyuan Feiyan's attacks became more agile and swift. Every move he made seemed to release infinite power.

At the same time, the surrounding soldiers were also infected by the tense atmosphere of the confrontation, and they cheered for them one after another, and the passion for battle spread in the field.