To be fair, Cui Yuan's swordsmanship has indeed improved greatly.
The broken sword lost its length advantage, but at this moment Cui Yuan's figure had become like a ghost - after suffering a heavy blow to the chest, Cui Yuanfei not only had no intention of being hurt, but took advantage of the situation to fly away, and then his whole body Sticking to the ground, it rushed towards me again at an incredible angle.
An inch short, an inch dangerous.
It was obvious that even if Cui Yuan had not practiced the red thorn technique, he had already understood its true meaning in another way.
"Is there really such a thing as a genius in this world?"
Du Chengfeng couldn't help but think of He Xiqing, that war-god-like man. There are always some people in this world who are favored by fate. They just need to try easily, and they are far better than others who have worked hard for several years.
But now he is no longer the Du Chengfeng he used to be.
When I first met Cui Yuan, his attainments in martial arts could only be described as tragedy. Strictly speaking, the red thorn technique and wrestling are not good martial arts. The only thing that can be used is the pig-killing knife technique with a thick and heavy knife. These things are fine for bullying ordinary people like Yang Sanlang, but they can be used to bully ordinary people like Yang Sanlang. Fighting against Cui Yuan, a swordsman who has practiced swordsmanship for fifteen years, was somewhat insufficient.
When he fought Cui Yuan for the second time, he had already sharpened Cui Yuan's sword. Although it was only a short period of time, it felt like a lifetime for Du Chengfeng - as a sword , he fully understood everything Cui Yuan had practiced, and it was precisely because of this that he was able to use his sword to make a sword move and cut off Cui Yuan's sword with one strike.
But now, in the third fight, Cui Yuan has learned a move that even he has never seen before.
But this time, there was a huge difference between the two sides.
Using the two postures of dragon and tiger as the basis, the muscles and bones of the whole body are manipulated, and the auxiliary red needle technique is the output idea. The moves are always close to the vital point. If you are far away, you can use the Flying Dragon Sword variant, if you are close, you can throw it close to the body. The agile Tiger Leap Body Technique can be used to attack or retreat. Shou, and of course the most important thing, the large amount of killing experience, has finally been mastered by the chef Ding's pig-eating skills, and he has achieved the contentment of a hundred refinements.
Strictly speaking, Du Chengfeng doesn't know what his current level is. After all, he has never met anyone who can let him give his best.
Neither can Cui Yuan in front of him.
"An inch long, an inch strong."
Du Chengfeng directly used the sword as a stick to sweep across Cui Yuan's lower body.
He is not Liu Qingyun, the sharp swordsman he once was, and he is not so persistent in drawing the sword.
"drink!"
Just when the scabbard was about to hit Du Cheng's front door, Cui Yuan, who had been flying close to the ground, jumped up in the air, broke the sword in his hand and stabbed Du Cheng's front door fiercely!
Even when he was grinding the horse-breaking sword, Du Chengfeng had never seen such a move.
Once upon a time, Du Chengfeng thought that fighting was about knowing yourself and the enemy. When he knows all the moves of his opponent, he will be sure of victory - but at this moment, he suddenly understands that the opponent is the opponent, the enemy is the enemy, and how can anyone who can be his enemy follow his ideas? Come and go?
That would be too much to underestimate the enemy.
There are also some who underestimate themselves too much.
"Come!"
When his spine was stretched, Du Chengfeng suddenly raised the long knife in his hand!
Boom——
The hardwood scabbard shot out from the sword and was fiercely picked between Cui Yuan's chest and abdomen, sending his whole body flying into the air!
"Varied……"
The diaphragm of the chest and abdomen suffered a heavy blow. Even though Cui Yuan had been practicing swordsmanship for fifteen years, his breathing could not help but be stagnant at this moment.
When Cui Yuan fell to the ground, the horse-breaking sword was already lying across his neck.
"very impressive."
Du Chengfeng gently wiped the wounds on his face.
"No wonder you can seal Liu Qingyun's throat with one sword. It is indeed very concealed... The sword light you thrust out just now should be five feet long, right? Five feet and two points?"
"this……"
Cui Yuan wanted to raise the broken sword, but Du Chengfeng hit his wrist with the scabbard lifted up by his foot.
The broken sword fell to the ground, and Cui Yuan finally lowered his head.
"I lost."
"Well, you did lose this time."
This time, Du Chengfeng did not shirk or deny, but nodded decisively.
Just because, this time, it was indeed his victory.
He did not rely on the information about the enemy that Shan Dao had mastered, nor did he just point at close quarters to fight for his life. This time, he only relied on his own martial arts to completely suppress Cui Yuan, who had been practicing swordsmanship for fifteen years.
Even if the opponent has hidden his moves, even if the opponent's seemingly broken sword can pierce an invisible sword light up to five feet long, it is the same.
"I've lost. If you want to kill me, just kill me."
Cui Yuan stretched his neck and completely gave up resistance.
"When practicing swordsmanship, if there is a mountain like a teacher standing in front of you, it will be difficult to improve in the next life. Rather than standing still all day long, it is better to die at the hands of the teacher, which is also a good saying."
"Um……"
Du Chengfeng frowned.
It was actually a pity to kill Cui Yuan like this. After all, even if Cui Yuan died, it would only be able to replenish his sword aura. As for Cui Yuan's Broken Sword... Although the five-foot sword glow seems to be really useful, when his Broken Horse Sword killed those wizards, he had already mastered a similar method of increasing the attack distance.
What's more, the blazing fire blade of his thick sword can cover a distance of three feet when fully activated. Compared with this, the length of five feet and two minutes is still a bit too short.
On the contrary, if he didn't kill, Cui Yuan might be a good helper.
Being able to pierce the sword light with a broken sword, Cui Yuan has obviously reached the level of being able to control evil swords - but judging from Cui Yuan's mental state, this swordsman may have already figured out what he should live for. , and why he killed.
Although Du Chengfeng always felt that this matter was a bit subtle, he had to admit that mental patients always think more directly than peace-loving normal people like him, and it is easier to control evil weapons.
But since Cui Yuan has reached this level, he is indeed qualified to be a helper. As the saying goes, one person can plan shortcomings, and two people can plan longings. If Cui Yuan is brought along to attack and kill those grassland barbarians, the effect will be twice the result with half the effort.
What's more, since Cui Yuan is still alive, it means that the rangers and swordsmen who were originally active in Jizhou are probably not dead either. If these people are organized...
"wrong!"
An idea flashed in his mind, and Du Chengfeng suddenly woke up.
It's indeed wrong. Although this idea seems to be okay, it is based on his usual thinking - as the saying goes, there is strength in numbers, which is something he learned in elementary school.
But the problem is that in this world where the evil spirit of weapons exists.
Does more people really mean greater power?
"No, no, no."
Du Chengfeng shook his head repeatedly, and he suddenly noticed the blind spot in his vision.
In this world with the evil aura of swords and weapons, more people do not necessarily mean greater strength, especially when facing people like him or He Xiqing, who have fully understood that killing people can make you stronger, the more ordinary people who lack strength. , on the contrary, it gives the other side more opportunities to fight to support war.
And the best example is none other than himself. He has only been killing for one day, and how rapid is his progress?
As for He Xi Qing...
"How many people has he killed?"
Du Chengfeng's heart felt heavy when he thought of that figure who looked like a god of war.
And his original plan also changed slightly because of this thought.
"I won't kill you, but I want you to do something."
Picking up the scabbard that fell on the ground, Du Chengfeng put the knife away and returned it to the scabbard.
"I know that there may be some rangers or swordsmen still hiding in the wilds of Jizhou, maybe still looking for opportunities to fight back against the grassland people... Indeed, Governor Liu also talked to me at the beginning, and the folk martial arts in Jizhou are abundant , He did it intentionally, just to have a second level of combat power after the fall of Jizhou, to hold back those grassland people by raiding and harassing them."
At this point, Du Chengfeng shook his head.
"But, I don't need them, I don't need them to hold me back. Their so-called harassment will only make the prairie people accumulate more weapons and weapons, and I don't need them to cause trouble for me in this way."
"That is to say, sir wants me to be a killer."
Cui Yuanzheng, who had fallen to the ground, sat up and frowned slightly.
"If I want to kill them all, I'll forgive you..."
"It's not like we killed them all."
Hearing that Cui Yuan opened his mouth to kill someone, Du Chengfeng couldn't help but wave his hands.
It is indeed not to the point of needing to kill people. After all, these rangers or swordsmen also have good intentions. In other words, this idea of knowing that their lives are in danger but still wanting to protect Jizhou with all their lives is actually very admirable.
The only problem is that this kindness is used in the wrong place. These rangers will only lose their lives in vain and even make He Xiqing stronger.
Of course, Du Chengfeng couldn't just sit back and watch He Xiqing go around killing people and becoming stronger.
He wants to dig out the roots of Jizhou and make He Xiqing no longer able to survive.
"You have to find them, but you don't have to kill them... Indeed, they will definitely not listen to you, so you have to subdue them, fight them away, let them get out of Jizhou, and don't cause trouble here."
At this point, Du Chengfeng saw that Cui Yuan was still a little confused, so he simply added.
"This is also part of spiritual practice."
"Is this part of spiritual practice?"
Cui Yuan's attention was indeed attracted.
"Is this part of spiritual practice? Can this be considered spiritual practice?"
This involves Cui Yuan's knowledge blind spot. For him, or for most people in Jizhou, a place rich in martial arts, cultivation is either a life-and-death struggle, or hard study and practice—— In other words, if you are not killing people, you are on the way to kill people.
But don't kill people...
Isn't this a sign of bloodlessness?
"This...can't really be considered this."
Du Chengfeng fell into silence for a while.
It was obviously his side who was planning to deceive the mentally ill, but now he was a bit confused by Cui Yuan's questions.
At least it does seem like this. After all, killing the opponent is the real victory. As for not killing, it seems to be like Cui Yuan said, less brave and aggressive.
But at this moment, Du Chengfeng remembered He Xiqing.
It was clear that there was a life-and-death feud between the two parties, but He Xiqing did not choose to kill him immediately. Instead, he calmly rushed to Jizhen and completed the feat of breaking the city overnight. During the whole process, Du Chengfeng was Left alone, no one paid attention to him, and no one cared about him.
Indeed, Du Chengfeng was even glad for this, glad that he had a little more buffer time and a little more time to become stronger.
But is this really something to be thankful for?
He Xiqing never paid attention to him at all. The man who looked like a god of war had a more lofty goal. Indeed, there may be a life-and-death feud between them, but He Xiqing never regarded him as one. thing.
"Maybe this is the mentality of the strong..."
With a long sigh, Du Chengfeng subconsciously clenched the handle of the knife.
"It's easy to kill. Just like now, it's easy for me to slit your throat, but I don't have to kill you because I don't think you're a threat to me."
"you!"
No matter how much Cui Yuan surrendered just now, he couldn't help but be aroused by these words at this moment.
"What if I continue to practice swordsmanship? One day..."
"That day will never happen, because I will keep on being strong."
Du Chengfeng lifted the scabbard and patted Cui Yuan on the shoulder.
"You may become stronger, but I will always be stronger than you. You will never be able to catch up with me in your lifetime."
"..."
Cui Yuan was stunned for a long time, speechless.
In the end, the swordsman lowered his head.
"So that's it, that's it... Sure enough, that's really it. This is indeed part of the practice. This is indeed part of the practice!"
"...Would you wait a moment?"
Seeing Cui Yuan's sudden illness, Du Chengfeng was stunned.
"No, tell me first what do you understand?"
"I have understood everything! Sir, you are really talented!"
Hearing Du Chengfeng's question, Cui Yuan, who was sitting on the ground, bowed deeply on the spot.
"Killing them only shows that I am afraid of them, afraid that they will grow up, and afraid that they will kill me...On the contrary, if I let them go, they will work hard under this humiliation and come back again and again. If you challenge me, you will never lack opponents to hone your sword skills!"
Saying this, Cui Yuan picked up the broken sword on the ground and left the horse thief's den after a few ups and downs.
"I'm going down to practice! I look forward to seeing you again next time, sir!"
"...I might really chop you to death next time."
Looking at Cui Yuanfei's retreating figure, Du Chengfeng felt the urge to kill this mentally ill person for the first time in his heart.
An outrageous psychopath with inexplicable understanding and strong mobility. He didn't want to see this kind of thing again under any circumstances.
"But...is this fear?"
Du Chengfeng suddenly felt something in his heart.
Yes, fear, he didn't want to deal with mental illness anyway, that's why murderous intent arose in his heart just now.
When he was in Ji Town before, He Xiqing also tried to chase him several times.
"That is to say..."
Du Chengfeng vaguely thought of something, his eyes became brighter and brighter.
"At that time, he wanted to kill me! That means he was afraid of me!"
At this moment, the invincible image of a god of war in Du Chengfeng's mind suddenly collapsed.
It turns out that the man who claims to be omnipotent is not as indestructible as he seems on the surface. He is also afraid, angry, and worried about the growth of his enemies.
I will also treat him as an ordinary person with no ambition.
"It turns out this is the real you..."
Following this trace of murderous intention that had been revealed before, following this trace of undetectable fear, Du Chengfeng finally felt the true side of He Xiqing.
For the first time, he truly understood his enemy.
“This is the true way of knowing yourself and your enemy.”
Du Chengfeng, who was in a good mood, put away his knife and got on his horse.
Although this battle with Cui Yuan was a complete accident, it completely eliminated the awe of He Xiqing in his heart.
At the same time, He Xiqing's murder channel was also conveniently revealed.
"I can kill your soldiers, but who can you kill?"
This time, Du Chengfeng was finally convinced that he would win.
But before that, he had one last thing to do.
"I hope it won't take too long..."
Du Chengfeng, who left the horse thief's den, rushed all the way back to Yangjiabao without stopping.
This is the last link in the whole plan. As long as all the people in Yangjiapu are dispersed and moved, then in the land of Jizhou, apart from the grassland people, he will be the only one left.
If he fought against the entire grassland army with his own strength, if others heard about it, they might just think he was crazy.
But Du Chengfeng knew that he could do it.
Because these grassland barbarians were in his way.
"As long as the final finishing work is done, you can have a good sleep..."
Just when he was about to return to Yangjiapu, Du Chengfeng on horseback suddenly frowned.
Just because there was already billowing smoke in the sky over the distant village.
