The black wooden boxes were made by Han Qingyu and others before they came back from Xilang Peak and brought to the headquarters. There are two boxes, one large and one small, used to store the blue starlight pillar swords.
Lao Geng, the cafeteria man from the 425th regiment base who was born in red, took over this job and happily worked on it all day and night.
"Good boy. Good things must be hidden." He specifically asked the leader to take the lead and said: "Compared to our King team back in the day, this is the best place for your boy. King King, he was too shy. , it’s too shameful.”
Li Wangqiang, the group leader, said this was a good thing.
Now, although the fact that the red-shouldered pillar sword is in the hands of Han Qingyu is no longer a big secret, it is still not good to be directly exposed to an occasion like an army conference.
Then, since I wasn’t in my own nest and I didn’t feel safe leaving my things in my room, I had no choice but to pack them up and take them with me. Wherever people stood or sat down, the long wooden box was put aside and stood against.
Han Qingyu believes that at least in the recent period, as long as this thing is still in his hand, no one will dare to ask him for it. He had just made such a great contribution on Mount Xilang, yet Wei Lan didn't even give him a reward, so he took his stuff first? That doesn't make sense.
In addition, others do not know the specific severity of his injuries. If necessary, he could pass out and die anytime, anywhere.
As for scientific research, doesn’t Lu Shen still have one? He will definitely hand it in.
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At this time, the Azur Front Army of the Azure Hua Department was the only one to witness the legion, in Legion Square. The venue of the Chinese Asian Army Conference was trampled by someone, and this person's name was Ye Jian.
There was a battle in which a talented young man brutally attacked one of the strongest humans. The outcome of the first collision was decided, but the reverberation was still lingering.
With the whistling of a black wooden box, it rolled open... and the large blue starlight pillar sword fell horizontally and landed in front of Han Qingyu.
It’s not over yet! He's still coming! Still want to chop!
The crowd looked up after exclamations of various meanings.
This is a very complex psychology:
Don't go there, that's Ye Jian!
What if he chops Ye Jian over?
This big sword looks so powerful.
So handsome!
very handsome!
But being handsome can really lead to death!
"...Isn't it? The big swords have all been taken out." Ye Jian saw this scene and the starlight pillar sword, and felt a little helpless, "Why can't these little perverts, one by one, communicate properly? !”
From He Tangtang who chased him with a knife and cursed at Xilang Peak, to Wen Jifei who was so mean that he was speechless, to the two top players just now, and then to this Han Qingyu, they all seemed to be together.
Everything seemed to pause for a moment, and then, "Whoo!" The wind blew up.
The pillar sword began to fall across the sky, Han Qingyu stretched out his right hand to catch it, and at the same time, his body began to rush forward.
His body was slightly tilted to the left and leaning forward slightly. The wind brought up by the speed was pulling at his clothes and hair.
As the person moved forward, the Starlight Pillar Sword, which seemed a bit too long and too large in comparison, was left behind on the left side of the body.
Then, driven by the surge of source energy surging throughout Han Qingyu's body, it began to rotate clockwise.
The initial rotation did not seem to be very fast. During the rotation, Han Qingyu made continuous movements, stretched out his left hand to hold the sword, and changed from holding the sword with one hand to two hands.
"Boom!" The moment he took hold of it with his left hand, a huge source of energy exploded and roared.
The movement speed of the pillar swords exploded at the same time, and the sound of the air surged from the sound of wind to the sound of tide, hunting and roaring.
A sense of oppression, like waves accumulating on the bottom of the sea and rolling over the surrounding water, began to spread.
This was a horizontal slash made by Han Qingyu with all his strength.
"This kid is so strong... It's a pity that the person opposite is Ye Jian." The higher-ranking officers and some veterans at the scene probably knew the terrifying extent of Ye Jian's strength. Back then, he was already very scary, but now, it is said that he has become To the point where he can challenge the legion commander.
"Yes, the speed is also very fast. If you let me go, I will definitely not be able to catch it... But it's not enough against Ye Jian. You can't hit it like this. Prepare for rescue..." There are top-notch people present, and they have both vision and knowledge, so at this moment What I was thinking about was not whether Han Qingyu could cut through, but whether he could hit it.
If Ye Jian wanted to avoid this blow and get into the crowd, it would be difficult for Han Qingyu to hit it.
In fact, why doesn't Han Qingyu himself know this? Facing Ye Jian, he didn't want to fight at all, let alone hope to win.
All he wanted now was to slightly delay Ye Jian's time to enter the crowd, whether he wanted to run away, hurt someone or take hostages.
As for just now, in such a big place... Han Qingyu originally wanted to hide in the back, just to protect him while he was shaking.
Then, not far from him, there were two other people standing there in a panic. He couldn't see past them, so he pulled them over. Then, he found that there were still a lot of people in front of him who couldn't fight... he couldn't take care of them anymore. , as soon as his mind got hot, he went straight to it.
As a result, he was chopped to pieces in an understatement.
"That's not right..." The time was too short, and he couldn't finish what he said in the end. What he wanted to say was: No, that horizontal slash was very weird.
"What the hell is this?!" As someone who faced this blow directly, Ye Jian naturally discovered this earlier than the veterans.
He had fought many people who were stronger than Han Qingyu, but he had never faced such a weird slashing trajectory... It was as if the pillar sword was constantly teleporting and changing angles according to his will.
Is it because his control over weapons is so terrifying? Or will this sword take the initiative to listen to him? Can you change the trajectory even without relying on the swing of your arms? !
In this situation, Ye Jian couldn't choose to dodge. What if he made a mistake and got slashed in the back... He had already received a cut on his eyebrow today. What if he was slashed on the spot by a junior again, and the wound was in the back? !
You know, although Ye Jian's reputation in Weilan is very bad, Ye Jian's own image has always been well maintained.
Thinking of this, Ye Jian originally jumped towards the crowd, but in an instant, he missed his step in the air. He chose to turn around and chop...and drew out the second knife on his back.
"Well done!" Ye Jian used all his strength except for the source of life energy.
"Boom!" The moment the collision occurred, the local air condensed into substance, and the gray-white air flow was visible to the naked eye, like a storm, spreading out from the center of the collision with random turbulence.
A large number of people from the council, scientific research, and medical systems who had not made it far were knocked down. Panic screams spread everywhere.
"Ding!" The sound that appeared almost at the same time was covered by the sound of the collision, but Ye Jian heard it himself.
"Poof!" Han Qingyu flew backwards again, vomiting blood in the air.
And this time, he completely lost control of his body.
As Ye Jian said, he is good, but not enough...far from it.
At the same time, Ye Jian fell to the ground.
His hands dropped, holding two knives... by their handles.
"Grass..." It looks ugly.
Then the crowd went "Wow!"
"What's wrong?!"
"Ye Jian's sword is gone."
On September 1, 1991, 20-year-old Han Qingyu chopped off Ye Jian's knife at the Azure Hua Clan Asian Army Conference in Legion Square.
