The young man in a short shirt walked to the arena with Chun Chuangdie on his back. He held the Shanyexing on his waist with his left hand and looked at the people on the general stage. He cupped his hands and said, "I came here to greet the village as entrusted by my master. I have been learning swordsmanship for more than two months. I hope you will spare no effort." Advice."
After Lin Manliu finished speaking, he looked around the stage. When he looked at the center position, Lu Fengbai was sitting on the left side of everyone, the old liar in yellow. There was a table and chairs on the right side, but the wine bowls were not filled with wine bowls and no one was seated. That was the position of the master. I was determined to get things done this time so that I could show off to my master when I returned to southern Xinjiang.
What the boy didn't notice was that there was a pair of cushions and a pair of bowls and chopsticks beside the man in the yellow shirt. At this moment, someone suddenly shouted from a corner on the right side of the dining platform. He didn't know whether it was Brother Liu or Brother Six. Following the sound, he saw that it was Jiang Yanlin who had come all the way from Yuezhou. He was waving his hands in the hope that Lin Manliu on the field could see him. The boy in short shirt nodded to him.
Discussions began to spread both on the stage and off the stage. Huan Yunxia raised the wine bowl and took a sip casually and said to the plum wine man next to her: "This kid was actually caught on stage by Brother Ye to compete with swords. This is What a fate." The man beside him just held the folding fan in his hand and gently tapped it.
"Who is this young man? How can he be so arrogant and dare to go on stage if he has never seen a sword learner for two months?"
"The juniors are competing with you to join in the fun, just watch the show in peace."
"Perhaps this Yijian Villa has just emerged and wants to give some favors to the seniors with more seniority. Just watch the cutscenes."
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While everyone was still discussing, another young man stood up from the audience and slowly walked into the venue holding an unsheathed short sword in his hand.
"Shadow Tiger Mountain, please advise." Without much words, the knife-wielding boy pointed the dagger at Lin Manliu in the field.
Seeing that this man didn't want to say his name, that's all. He didn't even give himself a chance to speak. The boy in short shirt simply unsheathed his sword with his left hand and held Shan Ye Xing in front of his chest.
Before Lin Manliu could make any move, the dagger on the opposite side had already started to move, running straight towards the field. The dagger in his hand was already waving, and he was ready to face the person in front of him who was holding the dagger upside down in his left hand. An unsheathed weapon must be the ultimate killing move. Holding the dagger upside down with his left hand again is not humiliating himself or anything.
In an instant, the two soldiers met, and a crisp sound of metal collision was immediately heard. Lin Manliu had already planned in his heart with just one blow. This person did not have the pressure caused by the past few days of practice in terms of strength or leg strength, even better than Yue. The fight outside the city still looked weak.
After the young man in short shirt took a few steps back to determine his attack strategy, he began to charge forward again. The young man holding the short knife obviously hadn't recovered from the sword fight just now. When he saw the opponent rushing towards him again, he hurriedly Hengdao was in front, ready to block the sword.
Unexpectedly, when Lin Manliu was still a few steps away, the stabbing thrust from his left hand from bottom to top had already hit the void. Shan Yexing got out of his hand and was instantly held in front of him by his right hand, stabbing directly in the direction of the short knife. The speed was extremely fast. Another sound of weapons clashing sounded on the field, as Shan Yexing stabbed directly into the short sword blade.
The young man holding the knife was frightened. He was too fast and had no time to react. If it came directly towards his door, he might have fallen down. The hands holding the knife trembled slightly, and he uttered a strange cry in panic: "Ah--" Then he waved the short knife in his hand randomly to resist, but Lin Manliu dodged it at will, and Shan Yexing casually picked the boy out of his hand. The short sword was released.
Seeing this, the young man from Yinghu Mountain fell to his knees in despair and then fell in front of the dagger. He was still roaring in a voice that no one else could hear. Lin Manliu slowly walked into the field with his mountain walker in hand and He didn't look at the young man. As a defeated opponent, he was not suitable to say anything righteous and awe-inspiring on this occasion, telling him not to lose heart.
The boy in short shirt returned to the center of the school grounds. Yamanoyuki did not put it in the sheath but still held his left hand behind his back. He looked at the people on the general stage again, as if to tell the young talents who came today that they wanted to use the sword. Anyone can enter and fight.
Sure enough, it didn't take long for a man with a somewhat old face to carry a spear walked up. After he walked out of the crowd, he casually spat on the ground on the school ground. The head of the spear pierced directly into the soil of the school ground, and the gun body was all the way. Dragging a trace on the ground.
Chong Ying, who was still eating fruits, saw this scene and cursed in a low voice: "This is the old man of that family. Why are you deliberately making trouble like this? I won't be able to take care of you for a while...".
The man in yellow shirt at the next table didn't wait for Chong Ying to finish speaking, and flicked a melon seed on the young man's forehead and said: "Eat yours, that person seems to be the person from Yunlaiguan in Lingnan who has something to do with He Ye... ".
"Yun came to see He Mu, please give me some advice." The man holding the gun looked straight at the young man in a short shirt on the field without making any salute gesture.
Lin Manliu also had not even returned to the mountain wilderness. He clasped his fists and said, "Please enlighten me."
After saying that, He Mu shook the spear in his hand, and then held the middle part of the gun with both hands, ready to move. It was obvious that he wanted to attack the boy in the short shirt in front of him, so that he could take action first and then control it with his own hands.
Naturally, Lin Manliu would not let others offend him by this act of contempt. He immediately moved forward, but instead of rushing straight forward, he quickly flew forward to the left side of He Mu. There were still seven or eight steps away from the two of them. They were about to meet each other when He Mu suddenly moved.
The spear that was originally held in both hands was suddenly released with the right hand, and the spear was immediately swung backwards from the left in a half-moon shape. It did not stop until the gun body rotated to He Mu's right side and was suddenly grabbed by his right hand. The same thing happened. swung forward.
Under such an exchange of left and right, it was as if He Mu himself had become a world or a moon of spears, with He Mu himself as the center, making it difficult for outsiders to enter with their swords. When Lin Manliu saw this, he did not rush in. After observing for a while, he found that there was a gap when He Mu changed hands.
When He Mu changed hands, the boy in a short shirt held Shan Ye Xing upside down and used his right palm to touch his left fist, stabbing Shan Ye Xing straight into He Mu's right arm. Seeing this, the people on the stage felt that this behavior was really reckless and thought about it. When Lin Manliu successfully stabbed He Mu in front of him, he must have been swept away by the gun.
He Mu, who was waving the gun body, had the same idea, and accelerated his strength, trying to hit the proud young man in short shirt with the gun body that was still spinning behind him as quickly as possible.
Just as the gun approached the young man who was sprinting forward, a strange scene was discovered. The boy in a short shirt stopped and crouched down with his right hand. He raised his left hand high above his head. In his hand, Yamanoyuki slashed at the gun body and collided with the tip of the gun. , and made a crisp sound of collision.
And still not stopping, Lin Manliu quickly stood up, turned his wrist, and held the dagger in his left hand. Yamano Xing did not just leave the tip of the spear in his hand, but kept colliding with the tip of the spear, making a thin crackling sound. He Mu saw the spinning The gun was blocked, so he had to hold it with both hands again and began to twist the gun in a circle in front of himself, trying to shake the gun to force the boy in a short shirt to retreat.
As a result, he was unable to fire the gun normally to fight off the enemy. Every time the gun twisted, the trajectory was blocked by the dagger in the young man's hand. He Mu looked at the dagger in front of him, which was larger than an ordinary dagger. It looked like it was scattered in the bamboo forest. The bamboo leaves lingered and fluttered in front of him, causing him to be unable to draw his gun normally.
He Mu, who was already unwilling to retreat from the enemy, saw the young man in a short shirt behind this annoying bamboo leaf looking at him with a contemptuous smile, and his heart filled with anger.
"Ah - how dare you humiliate me! Take a shot from me with the Sky Spear!" He Mu roared first, and then shouted angrily.
The spear in his hand suddenly became stronger and forced him to break through the young man's dagger attack. A series of downward slashes directly pierced the tip of the spear into the ground and pushed him forward.
Lin Manliu immediately stepped back to avoid the tip of the spear that might be picked up from the mud at any time. As expected, the gun was suddenly picked up from the mud in just a few breaths.
He Mu moved the spear in his hand in front of him, clasping his hands tightly as if to gain momentum. He looked intently at the boy in a short shirt ten steps away, took a deep breath and sprinted forward. The spear was naturally pointed at Lin Manliu. A shot missed and the young man in a short shirt had already dodged to his right side. He Mu's figure did not stop there when he suddenly stepped on the ground with his left foot and twisted the head of the gun. He sprinted straight in front of Lin Manliu again.
