When Qing Lan saw that the young man was advancing instead of retreating, he shouted again, "Very good!" His two consciousnesses re-closed into a complete spear, and he also started to walk towards the young man in short shirt.
Then the two of them quickened their pace almost at the same time and rushed forward towards each other's position.
This time, Qinglan's double consciousness is just like an ordinary spearman, swinging, sweeping, picking, and stabbing. The same is true for the boy in a short shirt. Shan Yexing with his left hand is only used to block the attack from the dual consciousness, and Chun Chuangdie with his right hand is exerting all his strength. The sword was drawn just to bring a hint of threat to the farmer in front of him after the double-consciousness spear successfully blocked him, so that he could have a better chance of winning in the duel.
This time in the close combat, Qing Lan's Dual Sense Spear lost its previous brute force, and did not blindly use its power to create pressure on the short-shirted boy in front of him. After failing to hit the target, he drew the gun and walked away to look for the next shot. Opportunity, compared with the previous fight, it was not clear how much Lin Manliu was trapped. He only saw the two of them clashing with each other, seemingly evenly matched.
The fight between the two began when Shuangshi and Shan Yexing collided for the first time. Time passed quietly between the two of them. The sound of the clash of weapons went from shocking and deafening at the beginning to just... There was a slight sound, but the rhythm became faster and faster.
The station waiter had just finished packing up the debris and walked to the backyard. He was about to add horse grass to the horses in the stable when he heard crisp sounds coming from outside the back door of the backyard. His face was a little confused at first, and he seemed to understand something. He immediately looked angry and started to curse and walked towards the back door.
"Whose little brat is playing with his own farm tools in broad daylight? I don't know if he is making a noise..." The waiter at the inn started to yell as he grabbed the door handle with both hands. When the back door opened, Fifty steps away, I saw two people, one large and one small, competing with each other, with weapons in their hands waving and clashing together. This time I realized that the sound I heard before came from Uncle Qing and the boy in a short shirt.
The waiter at the inn station realized that he had said the wrong thing, so he hurriedly shut up, and then began to mumble something that others could not hear clearly. He seemed to be thinking about the apology he was talking about about Uncle Qing and the boy in a short shirt, but the waiter at the inn station was there. After talking about the location of the back door for a long time, the two contestants did not respond to him. The waiter could only stay where he was quietly, waiting for the two to stop before explaining to them.
They stood like this for almost half a stick of incense, but the two of them were still fighting there non-stop. You stabbed out with your sword, but I blocked it with my spear, and I swung my spear and was hit by your dagger, so I had to dodge temporarily. The sharp edges are like this, constantly fighting each other in the field.
Suddenly, another shout came from the backyard, "Where are you, Mr. Dong? I don't see the guests asking for tea. Are you lazy again?" The voice sounded like the voice of the inn manager Yang.
The waiter Dong Lao Er was a little anxious when he heard that Shopkeeper Yang was here. He didn't know whether to go back to the backyard to explain the reason to Shopkeeper Yang, or to just stand here and wait for Shopkeeper Yang to come in and check the situation for himself. The waiter at the station was just doing it stupidly. Standing, not daring to move at all.
Shopkeeper Yang shouted in the backyard, but no one responded. His face looked angry. He glanced at the back door a few times and saw that the back door was ajar, so he walked towards it. After pushing the door open, he saw the inn waiting room at the courtyard door. He stood still on the stone steps in front of him. When he heard the sound of the door opening, he turned his head and looked at Shopkeeper Yang who had just opened the back door.
"Look, shopkeeper, Uncle Qing and that boy are competing in front of you. I didn't know it just now, but I entered recklessly and didn't know what to do..." the waiter said timidly.
"Go ahead, Uncle Qing, I'll watch here myself." Shopkeeper Yang was about to reprimand when he saw the two people fighting each other in the middle, so he said aloud, and kicked the waiter's calf to signal him. Come in quickly and get to work.
After the hostess of the inn nodded and walked into the backyard of the inn, shopkeeper Yang sat down on the edge of the stone steps and began to watch the duel between Uncle Qing and the young man.
As the speed of the two men's swords and guns increased, Lin Manliu's swords could not catch up with the speed of the farmer in front of him. After the swords collided again, Lin Manliu was still there. After trying his best to break away, because after the collision, the whole body's center of gravity shifted backwards, the dual consciousness in Qinglan's hand once again attacked the young man.
"Start from the left!" Seeing that the boy in a short shirt seemed to be unable to dodge his own shot, Qinglan warned.
Lin Manliu immediately followed the farmer's voice and struck forward with his left hand Shan Ye Xing, colliding with the tip of the double consciousness spear. Finally, a sound of weapons clashing resounded throughout the place.
Qing Lan saw that the young man in front of him could barely block his own shot, so he took a few steps back to give the young man in a short shirt some time to rest. After he took a breath, he shouted loudly to remind the young man.
After Lin Manliu took a breath, he started to adjust his inner breath again according to the Qi method of Shanshui Yangjian Jue. He looked at the farmer in front of him again and said slowly, "Please!".
Boss Yang, who was sitting on the stone steps at the back door of the inn, looked at the scene in front of him, just like in a lantern market, watching the children playing shadow puppets at the roadside stalls. When he saw the little figures behind the shadow puppets moving slightly, he became excited. , the two people in front of me, one is a wise man who has made the harvest of Lotus Bay grow in recent years, and the other is a young man who was brought into his inn. It is really pleasing to watch the two people competing.
The weapons in the hands of the two men were clenched in their hands again, and they were raised slightly forward. This time, there was no longer the temptation to move forward slowly before, and it turned into two people striding forward towards each other, but in an instant, in an instant The gun and the sword collided again and came together again.
The two of them took out their swords and guns without any hesitation. Each blow was delivered directly forward, and then was blocked by the other party. But gradually, the moves of the two sides seemed to be interchanged with a tacit understanding?
The boy in the short shirt imitated the way the farmer used his spear to slash and stab, and used the two swords in his hands as if his consciousness had been divided into two, and held it out directly to Qing Lan. Without that thin black chain, otherwise it would be like a double-consciousness gun that keeps firing. It may be because there is no chain. The movements are more open and closed, making it look more elegant and agile.
On the farmer's side, when holding the gun with one hand, his right hand had already reached the back half of the gun. He imitated Lin Manliu's drawing of a sword, using the gun body as the blade, and handed it forward in sequence. After several trials, , even imitated the Snow Sweeping and Star-catching sword-sweeping moves, and started handing the gun to the young man.
The two sides exchanged moves like this until the eighteenth round. During this period, Chun Chuangdie slashed to the side of Qing Lan's hem, and the tip of the double consciousness spear scratched the clothes on the boy's left and right shoulders. Qing Lan blocked it with his double consciousness. After the two daggers attacked directly at the same time, they swept back.
"I won't fight, I won't fight. I'm over fifty years old and can't fight anymore." Qing Lan dragged the dual-consciousness gun behind him, stretched out his hand and said, pretending to gasp, inhaling and exhaling. Angry, like really tired.
Lin Manliu couldn't say anything to expose the farmer in front of him, so he could only put his sword into its sheath, then bowed to Qing Lan and said, "Uncle Qing, give me more advice."
Qing Lan did not respond to the boy's thank you in time, but continued to wave his hand, and then glanced sideways at the two consciousnesses dragged behind him, and saw that the part of the gun that had collided with Chun Chuangdie the most times just now had already Several tiny white marks appeared, and Qinglan couldn't help but wonder to herself, if the two senses in her hands were just ordinary attacks, whether she could withstand a few moves under the young man's green dagger.
The boy in the short shirt seemed to have noticed Qinglan's sideways glance at the gun body, and once again raised his hand and said: "Manliu had no intention of damaging Uncle Qing's weapons, but the short sword given to him by his master is really sharp."
"It's okay, it's not a serious problem, but I'm really curious about the sword moves used by Manliu," Qinglan said aloud.
"These swordsmanship moves were all learned by Man Liu after seeing others use them and practicing them secretly, but they are definitely incomparable to real sword moves," the boy in a short shirt said aloud.
"My thoughts are opposite to those of my friend Manliu. Just like the few moves I just made, my friend is already sixty percent similar. Although they don't have the same spirit, they already have their form. As time goes by, we still need to be more diligent than those people learned." Qinglan smiled. said.
"Uncle Qing is really good at joking...Thank you, Uncle Qing." Lin Manliu scratched his head and said with a smile.
"Why do you think it's a joke? Although little friend Manliu is just imitating, when he draws the sword, he only compares its shape. Does little friend Manliu have his own opinions and ideas to coordinate with it? Hand it out together, isn't this your own god? Since there is a new god, why miss the old one?" Qinglan said as she patted the ground with both senses.
Lin Manliu was then pointed out by Qinglan. Indeed, whether he was using these swordsmanship moves to watch others use, or the swordsmanship skills taught by his master and the old liar, he had tried to use his own understanding to use the swordsmanship to make the swordsmanship better. Zhao cooperates more closely with himself.
Just like the master taught me how to use the sword at the beginning, this is probably just a sword move to match the sword when facing the enemy. The master taught me that when the dagger needs to be exchanged back and forth in the hand, when the change of moves is achieved, Let the opponent not know how to deliver the next sword.
Later, after the young man faced off against those soldiers and bandits, in addition to the Chunchuangdie, he also had the mountain wilderness trip gifted by Senior Sister Qiao. Now he can wield two swords. When passing the sword to kill the yellow dragon, there is no need to use one sword. There are many ways to change it. Just flip and change the middle mountain wild line in your left hand when Chunchuangdie draws or draws the sword, and you can defeat the enemy.
"What Uncle Qing said, Manliu did think about it before, but he didn't clarify every move of his. After listening to Uncle Qing's words today, I realized that it should be like this." Lin Manliu stopped giving up his hand this time. , instead turned to cupping his fists and saluted Qinglan solemnly.
"It's my good fortune to have a competition with my friend Manliu. I haven't used these sight guns for a long time..." Qing Lan had already started walking towards the back door of the inn.
Lin Manliu followed closely, and followed Qing Lan towards the courtyard gate. The inn manager Yang watched the two of them walking towards him after the competition, and hurriedly got up and stood by the courtyard gate, waiting for the two of them to enter the inn together.
"Sorry for disturbing Shopkeeper Yang," Lin Man said after arriving at the courtyard gate.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, Uncle Qing and Little Friend Manliu can use it however they want," Shopkeeper Yang said, clapping his hands, with an uncontrollable smile on his face.
Lin Manliu looked at Shopkeeper Yang's smile and wondered to himself, had Shopkeeper Yang seen the scene where he was kicked out by Qing Lan during the competition and was now laughing at him? Is it so funny... Even though I almost bit the ground after being kicked, it is indeed quite funny?
In this way, the three of them entered the inn together, and Lin Manliu was the last to close the back door of the inn.
