Everyone knew in their hearts that life in Shangguo was not easy, but this period was relatively good. With a good harvest, at least ordinary people's lives were relatively bearable.
"Practicing martial arts consumes too much money. My family used to have a thousand acres of fertile land just for me to practice martial arts. Now we don't even have two hundred acres of fertile land."
"I just hope that I can find a good job in the army or at the Sword Saint Palace, and then buy back my old land when I get up."
When the Sword Saint Palace recruits people, there can be thousands of people, and selecting this group of people from thousands of people can be said to be the best of a hundred.
72 people were selected and studied hard every day. Long Daoyuan sometimes gave personal guidance. The meat, meals and medicinal materials they ate were all provided by the Sword Saint Palace.
The 72 extra mouths were just a drop in the bucket for Long Daoyuan.
"My grandma told me about a wife-in-law. When this mission is over, we can get married when we return. I heard that after the mission is over, I will get five hundred gold."
"Haha, really?"
Everyone laughed, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that the Tutor would definitely be able to go back, but as for people like him, most likely they would not be able to go back.
"Then your wife, have you met her?"
A touch of happiness appeared on the young swordsman's face, he nodded and smiled.
"I've seen it before. We grew up together as childhood sweethearts. This time..."
"Whoosh~puff!"
Suddenly a strange voice sounded, and everyone looked up and saw that the young man who had been talking just now had his eyes protruding and blood spurting from his neck.
A long, shiny arrow shot out from his neck and hit another swordsman's shoulder.
Just by looking at that man's appearance, he knew it was hopeless, because the arrow penetrated deep into his chest from the shoulder.
Now everyone was not calm anymore, stood up hurriedly, and started to be on guard.
"Swish swish~~~!"
Three more feather arrows came, killing four people directly. It could be said that there were no missed shots.
Long Daoyuan walked over with a gloomy face, when another feather arrow came.
Long Daoyuan waved his hand gently, and a cold light passed by.
There was a sound of "dang".
The steel-forged feather arrow was directly knocked away and deeply inserted into the nearby trees.
Long Daoyuan's originally ugly face was now full of surprise, and he was filled with doubts.
impossible!
It’s been so long since we last met, how come Wu Anjun’s strength has improved so quickly.
Just from the strength of the feather arrows, I can feel that this person's power is unique in the world, and only those with two hands can compare with it.
And how powerful it is to be able to draw such a powerful bow and arrow.
Yang Gan started shooting arrows continuously, but not very frequently. He shot two arrows almost every hour.
After shooting an arrow, he ran away regardless of whether it hit or not, so that Long Daoyuan searched several times but couldn't find it. Even at the fastest speed, he couldn't find any trace of Yang Gan.
Yang Gan said that in terms of swordsmanship, you are the eldest brother, but in terms of jungle fighting, you are not even a younger brother.
Every time two arrows were shot, Yang Qian began to change places, close his eyes and rest. Every time he felt a little bit, he would immediately pee, poop, eat and drink water, so that he would always be in the best condition.
On the other hand, the opponent's camp had changed several times, and Yang Qian took the time to go to the opponent's camp to recover the feather arrows.
This kind of steel-forged feather arrows has a very complicated process and requires mechanical processing. It would have been impossible to process it using the previous manual process. Even if it could be done, the price of one would be astronomical.
The next day.
All the swordsmen in green shirts had been shot dead by Yang Qian. Long Daoyuan took out a few pills from his arms and swallowed them, which obviously helped to make him feel full.
Yang Qian stood on the tree trunk, curiously holding a telescope.
"Damn it, this guy can really endure it. He hasn't gone crazy yet. He just urinated twice. He must be short of water, right?"
But every blue-shirted swordsman has a water bladder on his body. This guy is really weird.
pity
, Yang Gan didn't dare to leave, he was deeply afraid that the snake spirit would go crazy and go to Yuntong County to cause mischief. If he went to Yuntong, he would definitely die. Who would pay for the losses he caused?
Yang Gan carried the piano case behind him and tied it tightly with a rope. He thought the gap between him and the Sword Master was too big.
Moreover, there is no way to dodge this time, and there is no use in stacking dodges. It is better to stack defenses directly. The piano case is extremely strong, so as long as it is cut, it is still no problem to use the back to resist.
"Tap tap tap~~~!"
The sound of footsteps sounded, Long Daoyuan knelt on the ground and said quietly.
"You finally came out? Does bullying some third-rate swordsmen give you a sense of accomplishment?"
Yang Gan smiled and said, "It is my honor for the Sword Master to spar with me, but you brought dozens of people here, and it is clear that you are planning to beat me up in a group. I have to drive away those miscellaneous fish first, in case it affects our situation." Wouldn’t it be off-putting to compete?”
Long Daoyuan nodded, obviously agreeing. These 72 people were all trained by his disciples. He only occasionally became interested and gave them guidance.
These people are tool men. In order to prevent Yang Gan from escaping and even restrict his space for movement, who would have thought that Yang Gan's fighting power in the forest would be so outstanding.
It seemed that he was not facing a top expert or a famous general on the battlefield, but a local native who had lived in the forest for many years and had strong physical fitness.
Still the kind that uses his brain.
"You don't have to deny it. Even though you were wearing night clothes and holding a bronze sword that day, there is still a difference between swordsmanship and swordsmanship. If I fight you, it's obvious that you don't know how to use a sword."
"In today's world, such martial arts and strength cannot be achieved by ordinary people, especially those without some family background. Moreover, the body shape is consistent with it, so it is you, Lord Wu An, who assassinated King Shang."
Yang Gan crossed his arms and stopped twenty meters away from Long Daoyuan. This was what he considered a safe distance. If it was any closer, he was afraid that the attacker would jump over directly.
Yang Gan looked around, his face full of suspicion. This guy couldn't have been recording, so he just had to wait for himself to admit it.
Thinking that this was ancient times, Yang Gan shook his head and threw some idiotic ideas out of his mind.
Yang Gan curled his lips and said amusedly, "Well, yes, I was the one who committed the assassination. I didn't hack you to death that day. Even if you were lucky, you still came to Xia Kingdom to avenge me after all these things?"
"You are really not afraid of dying here. If you hadn't just set foot in this land, our army would have received the news the moment you landed. Without strong armor, I'm afraid a thousand cavalrymen would be able to take it. Your life."
Long Daoyuan slowly turned around, his deep eyes were as calm as water, and his eyes were like a pool of spring water, bottomless.
"Everyone in the world knows that Lord Wu'an is good at fighting and has unparalleled bravery, but they don't know that Lord Wu'an is cunning, cunning, and has extraordinary martial arts skills. She also built a miraculous and huge project like a track in a deserted place."
"I heard that it only takes 5 to 6 days to transport supplies to the battlefield over a distance of more than 1,200 miles. I think the battle with Goguryeo should be in full swing at this time, right?"
Seeing Long Daoyuan's determined and confident expression, Yang Qian really wanted to kill this pretentious monster with his fists.
"Hey, I don't know what you are talking about? And what I do in the Xia Kingdom is none of your business, Shang Guo. It's not a good thing to extend my hand too much. Besides, we in the Xia Kingdom are very talkative and don't like to interfere in other countries' internal affairs. It's not like some people who either scold Xia Guo today or complain about Liao Guo tomorrow, what? Are you showing him off?"
Long Daoyuan didn't speak. He knew who Yang Qian was talking about. He was not an eloquent person in the first place.
"I'm here to compete with you, not discuss politics with you."
Yang Gan narrowed his eyes, a strong wind blew nearby, and yellow leaves began to fly all over the sky, as if there were only two people left in the world.
"It's a matter of life and death!"
In Long Daoyuan's calm eyes, there was a look on his face, "It's a matter of life and death. If I can't beat you, there's no need to look for the best in the world."
He stood up slowly. He was no different from before. If I put it bluntly, it might be better than before.
In the past, I was more restrained. This is a state of return to nature.
When someone said these things before, Yang Gan felt that they were either martial arts or fantasy, and could not exist in the real world. But now, Yang Gan can feel that this kind of thing can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words.
Long Daoyuan did not show off like before, but took out his sword first. There was a flash of coldness, a strong wind blew up, and even the surrounding wind became sharper.
"good!"
Yang Qian immediately waved his iron sword and said, "Honestly, if we stand on the same ground and you don't pretend to be cool, we might actually be friends."
"Time and destiny, who can tell accurately."
As soon as he finished speaking, only twenty meters away, Long Daoyuan stepped forward, and a ball of sword light burst out in front of his eyes.
Yang Gan was horrified, his sword was moving faster again.
Seeing the sword light coming toward him, Yang Qian didn't think anything and instinctively held the sword with both hands, laying a layer of sword light in front of him.
Yes, the method of fighting this time was the same as the last time, but the purpose was different. Last time, he planned to use force to suppress others, but unfortunately he was suppressed by Long Daoyuan.
This time, he already knew Long Daoyuan's power and was confident in his own strength. In addition, he only stacked defense BUFF today. With his own strength and the weight of the piano case, he didn't believe that he couldn't stop this pretentious monster.
"Dang Dang Dang~~~~!"
In just the blink of an eye, the two of them fought more than a dozen times. During the fight, they had already passed over the function of their eyes and used the feeling of a Qi practitioner more.
Yang Gan's heart sank. Since his last defeat, he had studied hard and practiced hard. He never dared to relax for a day. The amount of elixirs he consumed was enough to form an elite army of tens of thousands of people.
With such power in one body, he still lost to Long Daoyuan in terms of hardware. He was unwilling to accept the defeat, and the feeling of shame and annoyance filled Yang Gan's chest, as if he was going to suffocate him to death.
Yang Gan tried his best to retreat, but Long Daoyuan, who had the upper hand, was not willing to give up. If Yang Gan was just a pretty good swordsman, then there was no harm in showing off.
