Bai Lang is just a ninth-grade warrior. At best, he is just an entry-level warrior who knows some martial arts and has some sense of Qi in his body. It was enough to deal with ordinary people, but if he had to go two levels higher to fight against a seventh-level warrior, it would simply cost him his life.
However, in a hurry, Bailang no longer had any room to react. In the short distance of more than eight feet, the opponent could be said to have arrived in an instant. When he blew the brass whistle and blocked his way with the horizontal knife, he could no longer move away. .
"court death!"
Facing the old man who rushed over with sinister eyes and murderous intent, Bai Lang found for the first time in his life that his heart could be so calm. It seemed that everything around him had gone away from him, and the only thing left was himself and the dagger. The dagger stabbed at his neck.
There are four defensive postures in "Ten Forms of the Tiger Sword". Now these four well-known sword moves have completely occupied Bailang's consciousness and body. He instantly used the third form, then switched to the fourth form, and finally used them all at the same time. The eighth and ninth forms. Regardless of the connection between moves, the fish chopping knife in his hand that is not suitable for fighting, and even the pace of his feet, they are all pushed to the limit of Bailang's current knife moves, and even vaguely beyond this limit. A little transcendence.
Moreover, Bai Lang's whole body's energy was stimulated to the extreme with the sword moves, so that the fish chopping knife looked extremely sharp in Bai Lang's hands, and it actually made a whirring sound like breaking through the air!
At the same time, a prompt from the attribute panel flashed by, and Bailang, who was trapped in a life-and-death struggle, ignored it.
"Dang!"
"Stab it!"
But the gap in strength is the gap in strength. Even if Bailang has reached his strongest state at this time and everything is brought into play by him with extraordinary perfection, it is not so easy for a seventh-level warrior to be resisted by leapfrogging.
The direct thrust of the dagger was blocked by the fish-chopping knife in Bai Lang's hand. Then the dagger slid down, cutting Bai Lang's ribs in a sudden move, and was forced back by the fish-chopping knife. With the last stroke of the dagger, he lightly chopped the blade of the fish knife, and then tilted it upwards. The move was vicious and treacherous. After all, it was difficult for Bai Lang to resist. A nearly foot-long gash was drawn directly from his chest to the position of his right collarbone, and penetrated into his skin. A full inch!
But even so, when the next blow of the dagger went straight into Bai Lang's left eye, the fish-chopping knife was lifted up to use defense as offense. Resistance bought himself time to survive.
A hand with the back covered with laceration scars suddenly appeared, and its three fingers accurately held the dagger, preventing it from moving at all. At the same time, he slapped the old man with his other hand in the middle of the abdomen, and pushed him out like a ball for a full two feet. He hit the ground hard twice and was finally stepped on and captured by several waist knives who came after hearing the news. In fact, at this time the old man could only vomit blood and could not muster any strength.
Seeing that the dagger less than half a foot away from his left ear was slowly removed, Bailang finally broke away from the magical state of high concentration just now. His vision returned, and he saw an unfamiliar face.
"Boy, you have a good understanding. Such a rudimentary sword technique can allow you to use such power. It's rare! It's just a pity, a pity." The man spoke with eyes full of approval but also unconcealed regret. , and then shook his head.
Only then did Bai Lang feel the severe pain from his chest to the wound on his collarbone, and he was caught off guard and cried out "ouch". Afterwards, the street wanderers and waist knives who gathered around rushed to treat Bailang's wounds.
A brown ointment was applied to the wound to stop the bleeding. Later, I have to go to the medical hall of the knife shop to receive treatment.
But before leaving, the stranger who had rescued Bai Lang suddenly stopped the stretcher carrying Bai Lang.
No one dared to object to this, because not only did this person have a blood-red sign hanging on his waist, but there was also an extra relief of a blood wolf with teeth and claws on the sign than others. The status among these red brands must be unusual.
"Boy, what's your name?"
"The little one is called Bailang."
Just such a simple conversation made Bailang endure the pain and feel strange in his heart. Especially the smile the other party looked at him seemed to have more inexplicable meaning than when he saved him before.
But the people around him were not surprised. After all, Bai Lang's performance just now was astonishing, and it's not unusual for the blood guards in the state capital to want to remember Bai Lang's name.
Soon Bailang was carried to the knife hall's medical hall in increasingly severe pain.
Speaking of which, this is Bailang's first time at the Medical Hall. The first feeling is that it seems to be a bit colder here than outside. And there was no special expression on the doctor's face. The appearance of someone who is used to doing official business.
Although Bailang was injured like this for the first time, he had seen it many times. In other places, if an ordinary person suffered such an injury, one mistake would kill him. Bleeding is one thing, but the subsequent inflammation of the wound is the most fatal thing. But in the knife shop, this kind of injury is collectively called "skin injury", which means it is not fatal and can be cured.
Clean, suture, apply medicine, and bandage. One set made Bai Lang faint twice. The main thing was that there was no pain-relieving medicinal soup, and the doctor said, "This injury can only be overcome with patience," so I suffered a lot.
"Take your medicine on time after you go back, and change it every three days. Don't do anything to others, otherwise you will be the one who suffers from the wound bursting. Do you understand?"
"Understood. Thank you Dr. Li!" Even though he was tortured enough, after the wound was treated, Bailang was able to walk on his own, without sweating in pain when he moved like before. I still have to thank the doctor who has a cold face in front of me.
After experiencing it personally, Bai Lang now understood why everyone in the knife hall was kind and friendly to the people in the medical hall. It doesn't matter if you're not friendly.
When Bailang came out of the medical hall, he met the red sword master "Brother Xun" who was previously stationed in the East Market.
"Is the injury okay?"
"It's okay. Thank you Brother Xun for your concern." Bai Lang called everyone older than him "Brother" when he saw them. This is also the rule at the knife studio. There are no senior brothers here, only strict status levels.
Of course, it can also be called "sword master". But it looks raw. Usually people outside the knife studio would shout like this.
"Brother Xun" is Li Xun, an old-school red sword master in the sword studio. He is a kind person, especially to the people below him, so he has a good reputation among the waist knives and street wanderers below.
Li Xun patted Bailang's arm lightly and said with a smile: "The old guy who hurt you is called Zhou Fan. He is a famous rat smuggler in Jiangjing. This time, a bag of big-bellied fish is full of fish. of yellow wax! By the way, he also caught his next family member who was just about to run away. After handing it over to the Yamen, our report volume for the past six months has been completed. Moreover, the yellow wax knife shop that has been seized can be taken away in parts. It can be said that it is a double What a great harvest!
Your boy has made a meritorious deed this time. Go back to recuperate first, and the benefits will definitely come to you later. "
Before leaving, Li Xun also brought two fresh turtles to Bailang, saying that he wanted Bailang to take them back to make soup to replenish his body. If he eats well, his wounds will heal faster...
