How fast is the world's fastest knife? How strong is the strongest swordsman in the world?
Yan Chunlai's favorite pair of swords, the "Peacock Tail" and the "Golden Eagle Beak", should be considered very fast swords. If there were a list of weapons in the world, this pair of swords would be on the list. The handleless knife in He Nan's hand is even sharper than a pair of knives. However, during the ranking, some "professionals" may jump out and question, "Can this handleless knife really be used in actual combat?" Or “Can this handleless knife really be considered a knife?”
As for the strongest swordsman - Yan Chunlai should be very strong, but it should be noted that there are people outside the world, and he is still far from the strongest. And speaking of He Nan - Ya is not a swordsman at all. Half a month ago, he was still struggling to kill a chicken with a kitchen knife.
Can a low-level swordsman, or rather an ordinary person, with a world-sharp sword kill a master who is much stronger than him?
Now the answer is about to be revealed.
He Nan held a handleless knife and made a sneak attack from behind where Jabbar could not see him. He used the move "Follow the Wind into the Night" to penetrate Jabbar's back!
Of course he didn't know how to do martial arts, but Yan Chunlai had taught him some sword skills, so that he had the ability to protect himself. Knife skills are mainly based on chopping, but this move is a straight thrust. The reason is for no other reason - the chopping movement is too big, and the wind sound of the blade will make people aware of it, while a straight thrust will not .
Follow the wind into the night, moistening things silently.
It is talking about the spring rain that is as precious as oil, or it can also be the blood that bursts out from a broken heart.
Kareem Abdul-Jabbar was awakened by Marshall's call, but it seemed it was too late. By the time he sensed the threat from behind, the blade had already sunk into his flesh.
Yan Chunlai was able to deal with those three people with ease. He focused more on He Nan, waiting for the blow that would change the situation of the battle in an instant...
But what no one expected was that He Nan had missed.
The reason for his failure is also very simple - he has never killed anyone with his own hands, and he can't do it.
The protagonists in many storytelling novels seem to be born with great ambitions, a good plan, the ambition to control the world, and the secrets of the universe. They kill people like chickens and will never show mercy - He Nan also kills people like chickens. , but it’s a pity that he can’t even kill the chicken.
In fact, this is not the case - whether it is killing people or killing chickens, they are all killing of living lives. No matter what the reason is, killing must be determined; whether it is the protagonist or a passerby, no one He was ruthless and determined as iron since he was born in his mother's womb.
Those people who are born with the fate of the whole world on their backs, who win peerless treasures at auction, who jump off cliffs to pick up martial arts secrets, and who save a fox and turn into a beautiful woman, have never existed and will never exist.
The reason why famous generals are famous generals is not because they are proficient in the art of war and are brave and good at fighting from birth, and martial arts masters cannot be achieved by jumping off a cliff and picking up secret books. They were all ordinary people, so ordinary that they didn't even dare to kill chickens.
Countless pawns have been tempered with blood on the battlefield before a famous general can emerge from the mountain of corpses and sea of blood. This is called growth.
However, He Nan's knife missed the opportunity after all. After piercing the flesh, the blade lifted up and tore Kareem Abdul-Jabbar's shoulder. Kareem Abdul-Jabbar also seized the moment of He Nan's wavering, turned around and took two steps back to pull away. the distance between the two.
"You must be He Nan. It's really not easy to finally see your true face." Jabbar narrowed his eyes and carefully looked at the young man opposite. He could tell from the way He Nan held the knife and stood that the person in front of him was a layman. "You seem to be hesitant...Is this your first time fighting against someone?"
But he has a very good knife, which is enough to pose a threat to himself.
Unexpectedly, He Nan actually relaxed after listening to the other party's non-yin and yang words. He leaned on the handle of the knife and gently exhaled, acquiescing to his identity: "Fighting and being beaten are commonplace. , but killing someone... is indeed the first time."
He Nan had already begun to murder Di and Song after hearing what happened to his uncle's family, but he did not kill them after all - Song Wuyan died of suicide, while Di Shiyuan was still alive and well. Yes, He Nan instructed him to pretend to be crazy.
He didn't even kill the chicken.
"I don't know if you are kind or stupid..." Kareem Abdul-Jabbar shook his head. He was a person who liked to chat with the other party before taking action. "You are actually so relaxed in front of the enemy, standing like that without warning. ? This is a fatal mistake on the battlefield."
Kind, or stupid. This is Kareem Abdul-Jabbar’s evaluation of He Nan, but no word has anything to do with He Nan.
Because He Nan had known for a long time that he might not be determined to kill, so he also reserved a last resort for himself - a perfect last-ditch hand.
The water arrows quietly penetrated into the joints of Jabbar's limbs under the cover of night, and the next moment Jabbar's body collapsed, and blood trickled down from the bleeding hole.
It has to be said that although Yu Ruyi is an innocent little girl in daily life, once she gets started, she is really a good assassin - until now, she has never shown her face, and no one has found out where she is. Even He Nan, who arranged for her to help, didn't know where this girl was hiding.
"I don't know whether you are kind or stupid..." He Nan took two steps closer and returned the sentence intact to Jabbar. He did not let down his guard, but placed the tip of the knife between the two of them to prevent the other party from pretending to be defeated. "You still have time to chat with your opponent before the battle is decided?"
Now Kareem Abdul-Jabbar is very embarrassed - he just mocked the other party in a weird way, and now the situation is reversed, and it is him who is on the receiving end of the fire - some people may think that He Nan is just parroting - but it depends. In this situation, both of them were standing just now, but now one is standing and the other is upside down.
"You... can keep your composure quite well." Jabbar choked out this sentence after rumbling for a long time.
"Haha..." He Nan sneered twice and looked up at the three knights who were still fighting with the second brother Yan: "Hey, your master is down, why don't you three just capture him without mercy?"
When the three knights heard He Nan's words, they all froze - the three of them besieged Yan Chunlai and it was a draw. They were too busy to care about themselves and had no time to see whether their lord was winning or losing. This time they took a look. At a glance, Sir Kareem Abdul-Jabbar was the one who fell. For a moment, everything was in chaos, and Yan Chunlai became more and more serious. After more than ten moves, they were all knocked to the ground. The second brother Yan even didn't even have a second knife. None of it was used.
"I advise you to let us go as soon as possible, so that you can go back and save your family in time..." I don't know whether it was because he was injured and weak or because he lacked confidence, but Jabbar's voice became smaller and smaller.
"Hey, hey... I remember you said that your reinforcements had started killing my family." He Nan was not in a hurry at all.
Seeing He Nan calmly chatting and laughing, Jabbar was suddenly shocked, with an unbelievable expression on his face: "Did you know for a long time... that you wouldn't take this opportunity to get rid of your uncle's family?" A magpie’s nest, right?”
It seems that Sir Kareem Abdul-Jabbar is indeed proficient in the language of Shengguo, and even knows the word "dove occupying the magpie's nest".
"What do you mean?" He Nan frowned, "Those are my relatives, why should I murder them?"
"The culture of our Kingdom of Saint Polo is very different from that of your Sheng Kingdom. We believe in respecting the strong. Survival of the fittest, the weak and the strong. If it is a burden...even relatives can give up." Jabbar's tone was very serious.
He Nan was stunned, then smiled and said: "Sir Jabbar, you are so insidious and not a treacherous minister. You said that it would be better if you were a corrupt official in your country of Saint Polo. Come to us and suffer." What is this crime for?" He investigated Kareem Abdul-Jabbar very clearly, and even knew about the title of Jazz.
After finishing speaking, He Nan's heart suddenly "thumped", and he realized that he might have said something very important - Damn, this Sir Kareem Abdul-Jabbar couldn't be the second devil sent here by their Saint Polo Kingdom? ?
However, the moment of astonishment was quickly covered up by He Nan, who immediately spoke again to divert Jabbar's attention: "You know that I will monitor Song Wuyan's house, wouldn't I send someone to follow you? Going out of town?"
"So what if you follow them? Is it possible that you can still kill them all?" Jabbar asked doubtfully.
Looking at He Nan's extremely weird smile, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar's eyes turned red and he roared: "This is impossible! They are...the most elite warriors!"
Although he was already in a state of rage, he still remained rational and swallowed the word "Chamber of Commerce" hard.
Almost as soon as the carriage stopped in front of the gate of Song's house, He Nan had already arranged for Yan Chunlai and Wei Kui to follow them. The two followed them to the outskirts of the city until a group of black-haired and black-eyed Sheng people surrounded a man. The foreigner jumped out when he was about to attack Mrs. Song.
Wei Kui's iron halberd can be described as terrifying when there are many enemies. He entangled more than ten opponents with one person's power. Yan Chunlai also joined after evacuating Mrs. Song and other women who had no strength to restrain the chickens. They joined the battle group - these two men left fatal scars on all their opponents - but it was a pity that they could not capture them all alive, especially since the foreigner who took the lead on the other side wiped the soles of his feet with oil after seeing how brave the two men were. , the rest of the people also dispersed and fled. Yan Chunlai and Wei Kui each caught one person--Jabbar's plan to have another shot before leaving tonight was also pried out from their mouths.
A gust of cool wind swept by, blowing He Nan's long shawl hair, and his eyes looked weird and charming under the moonlight: "You should be grateful to us in Shengguo for practicing benevolence. If I were really from your place, then you would have Just die - I will give you a choice now, if you tell more information about your so-called 'Chamber of Commerce', I can let you and your three losers go."
"But don't try to be cunning. I have already obtained a lot of information from Song Wuyan and your reinforcements. If what you said does not match what they said, you would rather die."
Kareem Abdul-Jabbar's mood suddenly became entangled. He believed that the young man in front of him would keep his promise. If he really confessed some important information, he could not save his life, but if the Chamber of Commerce knew about his leak, he might face serious consequences. It's far more than just death - he, the Three Knights, and Song Wuyan are different. The Chamber of Commerce will plant "Abel" on all members of the Sheng Kingdom, and use their family members or the property in their name as a bargaining chip to blackmail them into doing things. They may even commit suicide by taking poison when necessary, but the Chamber of Commerce is very tolerant of foreign members - the medicine is given to you, you can take it or not as you wish.
The knightly culture of the Kingdom of San Polo instructs Jabbar to be loyal to the monarch he serves, but from Jabbar's personal wishes - he is definitely not willing to die. People say that it is better to die than live, and Jabbar also has My ambitions are about to come true!
Just as Sir Kareem Abdul-Jabbar was struggling in his heart, his body suddenly rose into the air, and when he saw clearly who was holding him up, he was extremely pleasantly surprised - the Marshall Knight did not lose the ability to move, but instead burst out With great speed, he snatched himself out from under He Nan's nose, and then ran straight out of the Di family mansion!
Marshall Knight! You are indeed my most loyal and reliable subordinate! I will reward you heavily after you escape safely!
Kareem Abdul-Jabbar cheered inwardly. With the agile figure of Marshall Knight, he would definitely be able to take him away safely! The horses are close at hand!
Although when the four of them came together, I was the only one riding a horse and the three knights followed on foot, it is also possible for two people to ride together.
Unfortunately, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar's joy only lasted for a few breaths. He felt a burst of heartbreaking pain and bone-chilling coldness. An unknown weapon stabbed through his chest. Marshall immediately abandoned him behind him and threw himself to the ground. He turned over in front of the horse and rode away.
When Sir Kareem Abdul-Jabbar was dying, the last sight he saw with his gradually closing eyes was the astonished Yan Chunlai. He was stretching out one hand to catch himself, while the long knife in the other hand was smooth. like New.
"What's going on?" He Nan also used Qinggong to climb over the courtyard wall. He looked at Jabbar, who was lying on the ground in a state of anger, and Brother Yan, who was standing beside him at a loss. His eyes were filled with stars: "Brother, second brother, Why did you kill him?"
Yan Chunlai spread his hands and showed the long knife in his palm: "I didn't do it. Look, there's no blood on my knife."
"Then it can only be..." The two looked at each other, but neither dared to make this conclusion.
After a while, the He Nan brothers and Yu Ruyi, who was hiding in the courtyard, carefully checked the conditions of Jabbar and the two knights, and then got together again.
"All dead." Yu Ruyi's voice was as cold as ice.
"The fatal injuries are all cone-shaped wounds on the chest. It seems that the guy used his rapier to do it." Yan Chunlai looked at He Nan, waiting for his thoughts. "I have been staring at them since I shot them off the roof. I thought all these people were unconscious and could not move."
"Is it possible that this guy deliberately killed his companions on the roof and then made it look like they were shot away by you?" He Nan touched his chin thoughtfully.
"No way...if this guy can complete such fine movements, then he can be tied with me, right?" Yan Chunlai was a little confused.
"Don't go off topic. Now it's more serious to think about why he wanted to kill himself." Yu Ruyi was still reliable. She pulled the other two people's thoughts from the research behavior back to the research purpose.
In He Nan's mind, only the words that Jabbar said before were constantly tumbling - survival of the fittest, the weak and the strong. If it is a burden...even relatives can give up.
