It was not that Gu Xiao wanted to fight with the medical officer, but the two moves just now made Gu Xiao know that it would be impossible to escape without dealing with the medical officer in front of him. Moreover, the aggressiveness of the medical officer also aroused the young man's competitiveness. When the seven-inch silver needle dropped, my heart turned around and faced Lao Chen.
It seemed that the surprised expressions of the soldiers around him brought back the past in Lao Chen's mind. He didn't know whether it was the nostalgia for the past or the ridicule of himself in his eyes. He no longer always had a warm smile like before, but straightened up and opened his eyes. There seemed to be a look of disdain in it, directed at the young man.
"I didn't expect that after so many years, there would still be people who remember my Nine Needles of the Lingshu." Old Chen said lightly, just a few words, his tone was indifferent, but a cold wind suddenly rose in the siege of the patrol.
The wind was not strong and the wind speed was not fast, but it made the patrolling soldiers a hundred steps away suddenly feel a chill in their bodies. They took half a step back for no reason. Xu An and other generals widened their eyes and did not dare I believe that this kind of momentum actually emanates from Lao Chen.
Gordon's eyes widened. He didn't know whether he was amazed to see such a master, or he was frightened because such a master had been hiding beside him for many years.
Xu An first suppressed his surprise and moved to Gao Deng's side: "General, Old Chen..."
Before he finished speaking, General Gao spoke coldly. When he spoke, there was no doubt about it and a hint of murderous intent: "My general's order is that no one is allowed to tell anyone about today's events. Anyone who disobeys the order will be punished by the military." *place."
Hearing this, Xu An was startled, and then turned around to deliver the order. Not long after, he heard the soldiers passing down the order from General Gao Deng...
Facing the rising momentum of the medical officer, the young man in the formation remained calm and composed. He glanced at the arrow-like needle on the armor that he had discarded and the seven-inch silver needle on the ground. He raised his eyes and said, "The needle appears as an arrow ring needle. Beryllium needles are as sharp as swords and needles. I have already seen trowel needles and ring needles. Senior, please show me the beryllium needles."
Old Chen couldn't help but secretly praise the young man for being surrounded by heavy troops, remaining calm in the face of danger, and still daring to challenge himself. His cuffs trembled slightly, his palms reappeared, a cold light flashed in his palms, and the beryllium needle appeared. Rather than saying it was a needle, it would be more appropriate to call it a knife. , four inches long and two inches wide, shaped like a sword, with double blades, thin and sharp blades. At this moment, it was flashing with cold light and approaching the young man. It really echoed Gu Xiao's words, "A beryllium needle is like a knife."
"Young man, I won't take advantage of you in a martial arts competition. You can choose a weapon yourself." Old Chen held the two needles in his hands, and his momentum continued to rise.
At this time, Gu Xiao was not so free and easy that he did not use weapons to fight against such masters. Duanyue was not around, so he had to look around...
A hundred steps away, a group of patrol officers and soldiers rarely saw such masters fighting. When they heard that Old Chen asked the young man to choose his own weapon, they couldn't help but speak up and raise their weapons high, completely forgetting that the young man had held his own general hostage just a moment ago. "Thieves".
Maybe he felt the emotions of the soldiers around him rising. Gordon looked sideways slightly. The generals who were waiting to watch the show suddenly remembered that the young man had kidnapped their own general. They immediately calmed down their expectant expressions and scolded the soldiers.
Gordon became a little interested in this young man, thought for a moment, and spoke loudly: "Since we are fighting in front of the battle, let's not say that my patrol is stingy. Sons, tell me, do you want to give this kid a handy weapon? .”
Hearing his general speak, all the soldiers raised their swords and shouted in unison: "Yes!"
The sound of shouts and shouts spread throughout Mo County like a tsunami, attracting the people of Mo County who had already returned home to come out of their houses and investigate in the courtyard. Not only that, there were even more daring ones who had already climbed onto the roof of their homes and looked towards In the north of Mojun City, thousands of patrol troops could be seen in the distance, already surrounding the two people in the formation, as if they were about to fight a life and death battle.
The young man was unmoved. He changed his mind and looked back calmly. He looked around and wanted to choose a weapon among the patrolling soldiers. However, these soldiers were holding either the long halberds used by the Yanbei Army or the standard sabers. If this old Chen was Ordinary martial arts, that's all, but he had fought against each other before in the Sheriff's Department, and he knew that his martial arts was extremely high. If he didn't use a sword, he would probably be at a disadvantage.
While hesitating, he heard a loud shout from outside the crowd: "Where is the thief!"
The generals and soldiers of the patrol army turned their heads one after another, and saw a man with a sword hanging on his waist, walking quickly.
Looking at this man from a distance, Gao Deng's cold face softened a little, and he ordered all the soldiers to get out of the way, allowing this man to come closer, and said: "Master Mo, why are you here? Isn't it for you to go home on your own?"
Family, don’t interfere in Mojun’s affairs. "
The person who came was none other than Mo Shoumin. He had heard the shouts in front of the Sheriff's Office, and knew that the young man had left the Sheriff's Office according to the plan. He was worried that the young man would escape and be in danger, so he came looking for the sound and saw the medical officer approaching from a distance. Dueling with a young man in the formation, I was worried about my benefactor, so I thought of watching the battle closely, so that I could help at any time if my benefactor was in danger.
"General Gao, this kid once held me hostage outside the County Sheriff's Department. I hope the general can give me a chance to avenge my shame this time." Mo Shoumin gritted his teeth and replied.
Gao Deng stared at Mo Shoumin for a moment, and then looked at the young man's armor of a county guard. The smile on his lips flashed away, he looked back and said calmly: "Master Mo, please be patient. This young man's martial arts are not weak. Look at me." How about if the masters of the patrol take him, what will they do with him, and then let the head of the Mo family deal with him?"
"Just follow the general's words." Since Mo Shoumin had achieved his goal of watching the battle, he followed the situation and stopped beside Gordon to look into the field.
Seeing Patriarch Mo arriving, the fat general had no doubts. Gu Xiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He glanced at the long sword hanging on Mo Shoumin's waist, raised his eyes and said to Gao Deng, "I'd like to borrow the long sword from this old man's waist." Just use the sword."
Gordon turned his side to Mo Shoumin and saw him glaring at the young man. Hearing the young man's words about borrowing the sword, he even tried to break the sword in his hand.
Seeing this scene, Gao Deng hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop Mo Shoumin and said, "Master Mo, don't let outsiders say that we are stingy in Mo County. Why don't we use that young man to help us?"
As if he had listened to Gao Deng's advice, Mo Shoumin put down his sword angrily and handed it to Gao Deng beside him.
After taking the long sword, Gao Deng's eyes were slightly wary, he called the soldiers beside him and ordered him to give the sword to the young man.
With the long sword in hand, Gu Xiao secretly praised Patriarch Mo for understanding his intentions. By performing this act, he might be able to remove all the wariness in the general's heart.
Gathering his mind, Gu Xiao examined the long sword in his hand, including the sheath and the sword, and suddenly thrust it into the ground. He saw that the sword containing the young man's true energy had entered the ground for three points, and he stood in the formation. He raised his head with starry eyes. There was already some fighting spirit in him, and he looked at the medical officer in the formation.
Seeing that the young man had borrowed the weapon, Old Chen slowly said, "Since it's a competition, should there be a bet?"
As soon as these words came out, the crowd suddenly became quiet. Gordon's lips curled up slightly, secretly praising Old Chen for his thoughtfulness. These sloppy people made the most serious promises. If they could trick this kid into handing over Yang Huchen's promise, it would be the best. .
The young man's starry eyes moved slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he asked, "Do you want to bet on that person's whereabouts?"
"You are smart." Old Chen smiled.
The young man asked again: "Then what is your bet?"
As soon as the young man finished speaking, Gordon's voice came from behind him.
"If Old Chen is defeated, you can leave on your own and the patrol will not stop you anymore. As for that man, you can take him away and I will not stop him again."
Hearing Gao Deng's words, the young man stopped asking questions and moved his shoulders, which had not yet recovered from Yan Qingchuan's sneak attack. Then he used his right palm to use the Qing Yi Jue's internal energy and quickly placed it on the hilt of the Qing Feng sword that was three-quarters of the way to the ground.
In an instant, the winter wind that was stirred up by Old Chen's beryllium needle stopped. As the crowd watching the game fell silent, Mo County seemed to be as quiet as a dead city again.
Lao Chen slightly raised the beryllium needles with both palms, condensing his true energy into his chest. Perhaps the nine needles in his sleeves had encountered a rare opponent for many years. When the beryllium needles were raised, they were shaking slightly like knives and needles in the wind. In an instant, the momentum around his body had increased. to the peak,
"What's the name of this sword?" The young man looked back and asked softly, breaking the silence.
The sudden question made everyone in the field stunned, and they all looked sideways at the owner of the long sword. Even the two generals Gao Deng and Xu An didn't know why the young man suddenly asked about the name of the sword. Even the momentum in the field was at its peak. , Lao Chen, who was waiting for the young man to take action, did not expect the young man to ask such a question, and his eyes that were already focused on war narrowed slightly.
But just for a moment when Lao Chen's momentum dropped, he suddenly felt a fierce force coming towards him. In just a moment, he was in front of him. Only when he reacted did Lao Chen understand why the young man wanted to look back and ask the head of the Mo family about the name of the sword.
"What a cunning boy..." Lao Chen quickly collected his thoughts and concentrated on waiting for the battle.
But once his momentum was robbed, no matter how quickly he concentrated his attention, he still fell behind. The young man took advantage of his distraction for a moment and had already robbed him.
Taking advantage of the momentum, the sharp intention enveloped him from the young star's eyes. For a moment, Lao Chen only felt that these hundred steps were where the young man's sword intention was, and beads of sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead.
It was not Gu Xiao who used this move as a means, but just now his opponent's fighting spirit had already reached its peak. He had been attacked by strict guards, suffered internal injuries that would not heal, and was surrounded by heavy troops outside. It was difficult to gain momentum. He had an idea and came up with this method. Distract your opponent.
Taking advantage of the moment when Lao Chen was asking about the sword, he gathered his true energy in his chest and concentrated his sword intent. As the medical officer's momentum retreated slightly, he concentrated on spreading his sword intent to seize the opportunity.
The soldiers outside the field didn't know much about this, but they felt that the two people in the field seemed to have different auras. It was the medical officer Lao Chen who was full of murderous intent, but he seemed to be timid, and the young man seemed to be gone.
"Boy, even if you play these tricks, so what?"
Old Chen's mind suddenly moved, and he tried to teach the young man to speak, trying to break his concentrated fighting spirit. But just as he spoke, a cold light appeared, and something hit his face.
"This kid..." Lao Chen cursed secretly in his heart, and the beryllium needle instantly rose in his hand.
The beryllium needle was like a knife, and it was indeed good. The onlookers and soldiers could only see a cold light flashing through Old Chen's palm, and in the blink of an eye, the object in front of him had been cut to the ground.
Everyone hurriedly looked where the object flew from, and saw that the young man had already grasped the long sword that was three-quarters of the way to the ground. The object that flew towards Old Chen just now was the scabbard of the long sword.
Although they didn't see clearly when the young man made his move or how Old Chen smashed the scabbard, all the soldiers felt that the confrontation between the two just now was too exciting. The son of a soldier in the army always admires the strong, first one or two soldiers, and then Everyone cheered loudly.
Before the cheers ended, the young man's figure suddenly rose, and only the afterimage was seen. The long sword in his hand flashed with cold light, and he walked towards the medical officer Lao Chen.
At this moment, Old Chen got out of the young man's preemptive momentum and snorted coldly. Two beryllium needles rotated and danced in his palms very freely, meeting the cold light in the young man's hand.
The figures of the two people suddenly became entangled. The patrolling soldiers a hundred steps away felt only two groups of cold light, entangled and dancing, and the two figures were also intertwined. The surging energy lifted up the snow on the ground, and the two figures were thrown away. cover.
In the faint white mist, one could only hear the sound of weapons clashing, and the snow on the ground was getting thicker and thicker. There seemed to be an invisible inhalation towards the place where the two people met, and the snow curtain that was lifted was also surging. Move away.
All the soldiers watching the battle on the sidelines, from high-level officials to ordinary soldiers, all had their eyes widened, waiting quietly for the winner to be decided in the snowy curtain.
Suddenly, the sound of weapons clashing stopped, and a figure broke through the snow curtain and came out, leaping more than ten steps without stopping.
Everyone looked around and saw that this man had no armor on his upper body. The lining of his clothes had already been cut open by sharp objects. However, no blood was seen, so his skin must not have been injured. This man retreated with his sword, perhaps because of too much force. As a result, even if the sword was driven into the ground, it could not stop the retreat. It was not until he was thirty steps away that he could barely stop himself.
