If he could win, Jiang Xiaoyu would certainly be happy. However, he also knew that it would be extremely difficult to win over the corpse-eating old man.
"I'm afraid I can't win against him, but I can certainly do it if I want to hurt him."
In his opinion, the corpse-eating old man should be on the same level as Xu Jinye, only slightly better than himself. Of course it is not easy for the weak to defeat the strong and the inferior to overcome the superior in a martial arts school, but to "fight for life and exchange injury for injury", Jiang Xiaoyu seems to be only "losing eight hundred to himself" or "losing one thousand" question.
Unexpectedly, this was actually wishful thinking.
The corpse-eating old man's words "You're good at martial arts" sounded like "You're terrible at martial arts" to Jiang Xiaoyu's ears.
Xu Xiaoyi's words were still ringing in his ears. He forced himself to raise his breath and clenched his fists again, looking towards the opposite side.
"There's something weird about his hands! His left hand is red and purple, completely different from his right hand."
Jiang Xiaoyu tilted his head, recalling the competition just now, and thought to himself: "Every time his left hand punch is obviously weaker than his right hand, could it be that his left hand has an old injury?"
Thinking of this possibility, he smiled "unintentionally" and aimed his eyes at the left hand of the corpse-eating old man. That was his next target.
"You're not bad at martial arts! Come on!" Jiang Xiaoyu sneered, then charged forward with a fist.
... ...
Several times Xu Xiaoyu sent people to try to sneak into the military camp, but they were stopped by the Shenshao camp guarding the outside. Xu Hanshan also took advantage of Nintendo's opportunity to stabilize the morale of the military at Diantai and led his men to empty the armory.
Without weapons, these 50,000 people are like 50,000 toothless wolves - although they are still dangerous, it is no longer easy to hurt people.
After clearing out the weapons depot of Ruozhou Military Camp, the strongest force in Ruozhou City is the Shenshao Camp.
"He Tianyi!"
On the general ordering stage, Nintendo called the names of the generals one by one. After each named general came out of the queue, he would be taken aside by the Shenshao Battalion to remove his armor.
"Take them to the County Sheriff's Office for isolation and interrogation. Those with solid evidence will be dealt with immediately by military law. Those who are found to have nothing to do with this matter will be released immediately and returned to their original posts!" Nintendo shouted sharply.
With a sword and ax against his side, no matter how domineering a person is, he has to bow his head.
The court is investigating the crime of collaborating with the enemy. Once convicted, it will be a capital crime! Although the generals and assistants of the Xu family's outer sect relied on their background and formed gangs in the army and ran rampant, they no longer dared to make mistakes and followed the Shenshao camp towards the outside of the camp.
"Brother, they're coming out!" Xu Momo pushed Xu Xuggong's arm and called him softly.
But it was a bit unnecessary. Xu Jinye stood next to him and could see everything clearly, so there was no need for him to remind him.
The military positions with grades in the garrison barracks include centurion, cavalry general, five hundred husband, marching general, school riding general, Zuo Wei, qianfu, partial general, forward general and resident general.
Among them, the third-level resident general Wang Zanzhong was already on his way to the capital, and Xu Jiuzheng was leading his men to chase him.
In addition to the 500 centurions of the last rank, there are still 217 people between the seventh and fourth ranks. All of them have been captured by the Shenshao Battalion, and they slowly left the Ruozhou University on "Lian Rein Horses". camp.
"Brother, they arrested many people, what should we do?" Xu Yumo took a breath and asked in a low voice.
The task they were given was to find out what happened at Ruozhou Military Camp and then act accordingly.
There were more than 10,000 divine sentry camps guarding the outside of the military camp. They had no way of knowing the situation inside, but it was certain that more than 200 generals and officers were removed from their armor and escorted out of the military camp. Most of the more than two hundred people were descendants of the Xu family's outer sect, their own.
"Let's go and ask someone to follow us. We'll go back and answer our orders." Xu Sugong replied in a deep voice.
Xu Yumo showed unwillingness and asked again: "Are you just going back like this?"
"What else? Is it possible that they will be robbed? There are thousands of them, how can we rob them?" Xu Sugong was a little discouraged and forced a smile, "Father told me, be patient and then plan. Go back, don't fall into the court's trap The trap spoiled the big thing.”
After speaking, he patted his shoulder, turned around and disappeared into the crowd.
... ...
Jiang Xiaoyu thought he had found the weak spot of the corpse-eating old man, and after charging up his fists, he attacked his left hand crazily.
The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. He attacked quickly and retreated even faster. The two of them faced each other and were beaten back, with blood overflowing from the corners of their mouths.
He struck quickly, punching the corpse-eating old man's left hand twice in succession, both punches unreserved.
The old corpse-eating old man received two punches from him with his left hand, and while he was gathering strength to strike again, he suddenly punched with his right hand and hit him hard in the chest.
The strength of the two punches Jiang Xiaoyu attacked was the same as the strength of the two punches he received. The corpse-eating old man was quite generous with his talents. Apart from the borrowed strength, he actually did not exert much internal strength. Otherwise, he would not have only two broken ribs now.
"Isn't there a flaw in your left hand?" Jiang Xiaoyu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and asked in a deep voice.
"Of course not." The corpse-eating old man replied with a grin, "With my martial arts, how can there be any flaws?"
Jiang Xiaoyu rolled his eyes in anger.
The bone crack in his chest made his breathing sting, but he still clearly remembered the leader's instructions: to injure him.
"This old guy has such strong punching power! ...But why do I have to compete with him? I'm obviously very good at using swords!" He felt like he was suddenly enlightened and raised his mustache. He raised his hand and bared his teeth in a smile, "I can't beat you, but I will definitely hurt you."
He moved his fingers and removed the jab.
Jiang Xiaobai in the audience understood what he meant and shouted: "Brother, take the sword!"
This is a martial arts school, not a fight, so the corpse-eating old man has no reason to stop him from taking the sword.
After a hand gesture, Jiang Xiaoyu held his sword and drew the prison, and circled the corpse-eating old man.
"Good swordsmanship!" Yu Lingyi looked at Jiang Xiaoyu on the stage in the school grounds and couldn't help but sigh softly.
Compared with Jiang Xiaobai's same sword move, he was less agile and more sharp, less elegant and more decisive.
The most important thing is that Jiang Xiaoyu moves faster! The kind of speed that can only be achieved by "thinking first and taking action later".
"Dahua is worthy of being a country of martial arts, and the heritage of the great sect is indeed profound. The disciple of the Xu family on the stage looks like he is no more than thirty years old. His swordsmanship is so accomplished, I am afraid it is only a little bit compared to Zhu Xiaochen. It's only half as good, it's really rare!" The more Yu Lingyi thought about it, the darker her mind became, "I don't know how many masters there are in Dahua."
The old corpse-eating old man dodged and screamed all the way, with a smile on his face.
"You boy, your swordsmanship is really good!" He kept talking as he hid, "The sword that stabbed my left chest was a little lower... That move of slicing was a little slower... ...What kind of move is this? Slow down, I have to move away before you stab me!"
Jiang Xiaoyu's face had turned purple from suffocation, no, it was about to turn black.
"What the hell? This old guy has such a high level of swordsmanship?"
If you can accurately point out the "deficiencies" in his sword moves, you will naturally understand his sword skills. If you don't have a higher level of sword skills than the opponent, you will never be able to see through it at a glance.
"Hehe, didn't you expect that? I was also a swordsman before!" The corpse-eating old man unfolded Jiang Xiaoyu's sword around his fingers, narrowed his eyes and smiled, "I think back then..."
His words stopped abruptly.
"Haha~~~Haha!" Jiang Xiaoyu smiled proudly.
Smiling, his body tilted and fell to the ground.
Xu Xiaoyi hurriedly left her seat and rushed to him, taking his pulse: "It doesn't matter, he fainted due to internal injuries and stagnation of energy. Zhengrong, Xiaoyu, help him back to the room."
He almost lost his breath after receiving the punch from the corpse-eating old man earlier. If he hadn't remembered Xu Xiaoyi, he might not have been able to hold on long ago. As soon as he started, he deliberately used every move to be "just right" to make it a little bit worse. Until the 125th move, he suddenly changed his move halfway, changing from teasing to stabbing.
That sword hit the old corpse-eating old man's left arm impartially, stabbing a large bloody hole.
"I said, I will definitely hurt you!" Jiang Xiaoyu grinned in confusion.
