Xie Wule and Hu Xiangguo came to an empty place.
"Brother Hu, how do you like this place?" Xie Wule turned around and asked.
Hu Xiangguo nodded. This place is flat and some distance away from where Kang Jun is stationed. He is not afraid of disturbing their rest. There is no problem in using it for competitions and discussions.
"Thank you, brother, we can start when you are ready."
Xie Wule walked forward a few meters, drew his sword and saluted: "Brother Hu, please give me some advice."
"Then I'll get on it!"
Hu Xiangguo held a broadsword in his hand and bent his feet slightly. In the next moment, he was in front of Xie Wule and swung the broadsword.
He didn't want to waste time. No one knew when the next war would start. If he ended his sparring with Xie Wule early, he would have more time to rest.
More importantly, in this case, Xie Wule will leave here earlier and will be much safer.
Xie Wule raised his eyebrows. He was a little unsure and did not dare to use the long sword in his hand to directly receive Hu Xiangguo's slash.
The powerful and heavy attack from the last time I fought with him is still fresh in my memory. I still managed to take it with the help of the broken sword given by my master.
Now that he has changed his weapon, it is still unknown whether his sword can block it. It's not that the long sword in my hand is that bad, but it's not on the same level as the broken sword.
The wind of the sword blew Xie Wule's hair, and Xie Wule stepped back to avoid it. He remembered what Hu Xiangguo said last time. The sword was his advantage and disadvantage. Although the move was powerful, it would not last long.
Sure enough, a change in one's realm greatly improves one's strength. Brother Hu used to pursue a quick victory and go all out with every move. Now that his level has increased, he can still test it with feints.
Since Brother Hu still has some strength left, I shouldn't rush to confront him, lest I lose my strength after a while.
Xie Wule made up his mind and used dodge against Hu Xiangguo's feint attacks. Whenever Brother Hu used his full strength, I would fight him again, so that I could better know my true level.
Before he could make a move, Hu Xiangguo suddenly spun the blade and swept it towards Xie Wule. The sword, which was falling at a rapid speed, immediately changed direction. Hu Xiangguo's control was not weak.
But Xie Wule could clearly see all his movements, and guided by the white threads in his eyes, he took a few steps back, jumped back, and still easily dodged.
Hu Xiangguo was a little surprised when he missed several moves. He didn't expect that Xie Wule could dodge his attacks now. I also saw that Xie Wule could only dodge but not attack. It seemed that he wanted to avoid the most important and take the easy way out, exhaust himself physically, and wait until he was exhausted before taking action.
I have to admit that it is a correct judgment, but today I will show you that the gap in strength is not so easy to make up for. I have reached the point where my lower Dantian is perfected, and my endurance has improved tremendously.
The sound of Hu Xiangguo's sword dance and the sound of the collision of iron rings echoed in the open space.
With Xie Wule carrying his long sword on his back, his steps delicate and his body light, Hu Xiangguo easily dodged every move he made. As time passed, he became a little confused.
Why hasn’t Brother Hu tried his best? Do you think you can beat me this way? Or is it that I have been dodging because Brother Hu is afraid of hurting me? Well, it seems that I still have to take a few tricks from Brother Hu and tell him that there is no need to show mercy.
After making up his mind, Xie Wule dodged another move, turned over, moved his sword out, and blocked Hu Xiangguo's attacking sword. Since Brother Hu didn't use his full strength, the sword should be able to block it.
"Bore!"
When the swords collided, Hu Xiangguo was still moving forward, but he was shocked and took a step back. Hu Xiangguo's pupils dilated, and the huge pressure coming from his wrist was a bit unbelievable. This was the first time I felt this feeling.
Why doesn't Brother Hu move? Do you want me to attack to test my strength? good! Then I won't be polite.
Xie Wule attacked with his sword. With a flick of his wrist, a sword flower emerged from the tip of the sword.
Hu Xiangguo's eyebrows were solemn. If he usually thought of such a trick, he would not take it seriously. He only needed to reduce it ten times with one effort. But just now Xie Wule looked at the flirtatious gestures, and they all contained strange powers that were completely inconsistent with Xie Wule's figure, which made him have to be wary.
Hu Xiangguo raised his broadsword upright in front of him and turned the blade over violently when the sword flower came. Xie Wule's sword flower directly hit the broad blade. Even though the tip of the sword clicked, Hu Xiangguo still used a lot of strength to block it.
Naturally, Xie Wule didn't think that he could gain an advantage with this move. With a thought, he remembered that the Setting Sun Sword that Xiao Zizai had taught him had not yet been used.
Then give it a try.
"Purple Qi is coming from the east!" Xie Wule shouted softly.
The long sword came from the east with Xie Wule as its origin. The Yang Qi in the body seemed to be pulled. Along the meridians and acupuncture points, it surged out from the right hand and wrapped around the long sword.
Heat waves burst out around the long sword, looking hazy like the rising sun.
Xiao Zizi, who was hiding aside, was lying on a branch with his eyes lightly closed. He used one hand to pillow and the other to caress Xiao Xiao who was curled up in his arms. The corners of his mouth seemed to be raised.
"I give up!" Hu Xiangguo knew that he could not stop this move, so he did not hesitate and gave in generously.
After hearing this, Xie Wule also stopped recruiting his sword and saluted, "Thank you Brother Hu for showing mercy. If Brother Hu had used all his strength, I would have been defeated long ago."
Xie Wule also believed that Hu Xiangguo saw the reason why he could not leave, so he did not try his best and deliberately let himself go.
"Brother Xie is joking, I want you to leave here as soon as possible, why would I let you go? I thought that I had reached the perfect state of Lower Dantian and was already among the strong, with few opponents. I didn't expect that brother Xie would progress so quickly. , I haven’t seen such strength in just a few months.”
"I remember that you couldn't take my three moves before. Brother Xie, how far is your Dantian now?"
While Hu Xiangguo was talking, he looked at Xie Wule's sword a few more times, but didn't see anything unusual. It seemed that the burning sensation he just felt was an illusion.
No water? White line!
I actually ignored this, and still remembered that the white line that I could see would not show up if my strength was much lower than the opponent's, but I could clearly see it just before the sparring session.
The more he thought about Xie Wule, the more excited he became, with a bright smile on his face. Only then did he realize that he had lost his composure: "Brother Hu, I'm sorry, I just remembered some happy things. I haven't reached the level of Dantian yet."
Hu Xiangguo didn't mind either. Instead, he grinned and patted Xie Wule on the shoulder: "Thank you very much, brother, for thinking about me. It's okay. You have grown so much in such a short period of time. I can understand your mood. If it were me, I would laugh. More brilliant."
"It seems that I'm meddling in my own business. Thanks to my brother's strength, I can stay here. With this in mind, I might as well worry more about myself. Then I'll leave first."
Seeing Hu Xiangguo's figure fading away, Xie Wule no longer suppressed his inner excitement.
What is the realm of Brother Hu? The lower Dantian is complete. I can actually defeat someone with perfect Dantian so easily! What about those who have reached the upper Dantian in cultivation? Even if they are defeated, how many people in the world are in the Dantian? Now, as Brother Hu said, he has become one of the strong.
But why did I always feel weak before?
Thinking back on the people he faced, from Ye Wujiang, who made him tremble with his first glance, and Guo Li, who was chasing him, to Yang Yi, the king of a country, and to the unfathomable Fan Shihao, at each time, each of them They all put unparalleled pressure on themselves, making themselves breathless.
After facing these people who are mostly at the top, and then looking at the people on the mountainside, they suddenly become not worth mentioning. Unknowingly, I have surpassed most people.
Is this the chicken head with phoenix tail?
Xie Wule was still immersed in indescribable emotions, and the noise around him became louder and louder. Xie Wule had a premonition that something was not going to happen, so he immediately used Qinggong to rush towards the military camp.
"Brother soldier, what's going on now?" Xie Wule came to the military camp, stopped a soldier and asked.
This soldier was from the Kang Army. It was normal not to recognize that Xie Wule was a traitor to the An Dynasty. After all, there were only a few people who had seen Xie Wule. I thought it was the martial arts people who could be seen everywhere who came to help. As I walked towards the battle line, I said: "It's that stupid Mo tribe who is coming again. Now I have to rush over and let them see how powerful Grandpa Wang is." !”
"Thank you for telling me, Brother Bing." Xie Wule did not bother others. After thanking him, he immediately ran towards the place where Zhang Xing and others were setting up camp.
I want to go with you this time.
"Your Majesty, are you feeling better? Do you want some water?" Xu Changsheng stood aside holding a water ladle.
Xie Wule held the tree with one hand, hunched over, and a gust of wind blew by. Xie Wule seemed to smell the smell of the battlefield again. The smell was the smell of feces, urine, blood, the smell of decaying corpses, and a combination of various unpleasant odors.
This smell lingered on the tip of Xie Wule's nose and would not go away for a long time.
"Ugh~" Xie Wule spat out another mouthful of sour water.
Of course, after the war ended and we had retreated from the front line, it was impossible to smell that smell. It was difficult for Xie Wule to accept the impact.
"Thank you, Brother Xu." Xie Wule took the water ladle from Xu Changsheng's hand, rinsed his mouth, and stood up straight.
He had killed people with his own hands and witnessed the Jinxiang Town tragedy, but the real battlefield scene was still difficult for Xie Wule to accept for a moment.
At the battle site, the people who had just fallen were stacked with the people who had died for an unknown period of time. Some had been dead for an unknown period of time and had been eaten by maggots and wild beasts until their pale bones could be seen.
In this kind of long-term war, no one will clean up the battlefield and drag their comrades back. They must conserve their physical strength as much as possible, take as much time as possible to rest, and guard against being unable to fight when the other party sneaks up on them.
Fortunately, the silent army only launched a small-scale raid this time, so Xie Wule did not stay there for too long.
"Sorry for delaying your rest. Let's go back. We still have to prepare for the next attack or defense." Xie Wule said to Xu Changsheng, dragging his weak body to the front of him.
Somewhere in the Kang Army soldier camp, Hu Xiangguo wiped his sword, his eyes slowly losing focus.
In the confrontation with Mo Ren just now, I also saw the figure of Brother Laixie. His movements were clean and neat, without any sloppiness at all. Wherever he passed, like chopping melons and vegetables, Mo Jun fell quickly.
On the other hand, his martial arts skills are considered top among the soldiers, but he can only kill a few more black dogs with his sword than an ordinary soldier with a little experience.
Because they are often besieged by the opponent, it takes some time to kill each one. This shouldn't be your level, what's the problem?
After thinking about it, Hu Xiangguo had already wiped the sword, took it off his lap and put it aside. The iron ring on the back of the knife shook and clanged.
