What is the most precious thing about young people?
Isn't it just the aura that arrogates the world?
Lu Bu admired this very much. If it weren't for this bloody spirit, he would still look down upon him.
Zhang Liao, who was dragging his hook and sickle onto the stage, walked up to Xu Sheng and looked at this young man he had never seen before. His eyes were full of curiosity. He recalled that the last time he was challenged was in Luoyang. How many years had it been?
He twisted his neck to stretch his muscles and bones, and after a moment, he waved his hand towards Xu Sheng to let him make the first move.
Xu Sheng was not polite. He slashed at the long-famous warrior with his sword. It didn't look like a martial arts competition, but more like a battlefield.
Keng!
The two swords collided and created a burst of sparks. Xu Sheng immediately understood that Zhang Liao was a master he had never encountered since practicing martial arts. With a full blow, he was able to resolve it with just a hand gesture, without any tendency to retreat.
The moment he retracted the chain knife, Xu Sheng turned around, gripped the handle of the knife with both hands and swept across it. Every blow hit the hook and sickle's shaft, causing sparks to fly.
Zhang Liao was forced to take a few steps back by the wave after wave of chops, causing the sergeants in the school field to widen their eyes, fearing that they had missed a wonderful moment.
When Zhang Liao's retreat distance exceeded the length of the chain knife, he began to use the length of the weapon to counterattack. Unexpectedly, Xu Sheng seemed to be waiting for this moment, and turned around and swept across again.
The difference is that when the long knife is released, the iron chain on the arm is also stretched out, which shortens the attack distance to as long as the long knife.
Zhang Liao was shocked for a moment by the sudden blow, but it was only for a moment. He swung his sword and slashed the attacking serial knife to the ground.
Then he jumped up at a very fast speed and pressed the hook sickle to Xu Sheng's shoulder. The latter pulled his right arm and waved the chain to pull the sword back for defense.
After a few rounds, he won the applause of the soldiers.
Even Lu Bu couldn't help but nod and praise: "Yunwen, I didn't expect your nurse to be so capable. No wonder he wanted to stop me in the first place."
Ah this...
Lin Mo scratched his head in embarrassment. Shouldn't he say that it's no wonder you scared him away with just one look?
Watching the two sides fighting back and forth on the school field, it seemed that the outcome was uncertain, but Lu Bu quietly sipped his tea and commented: "His weapons can be used for close combat as well as long-distance attacks, which is a bit interesting.
However, he could still struggle with Wen Yuan in an infantry battle, but if it were a mounted battle, he probably wouldn't be able to survive ten rounds. "
In this era, one inch is more important than the other is stronger. Most people choose to have weapons.
Liu Bei's two-pronged sword is extremely rare on the battlefield, especially in mounted combat, but his arms are knee-length. This unusual arm length can make up for the lack of weapons.
"I lack some practical experience. I might be able to accomplish something in time."
Lu Bu held the tea cup and watched the fight between the two, and said: "If he goes to the battlefield, I guess he will be the second Chu Nan, and he will fight with his life."
It seems that his father-in-law thinks very highly of him.
"Yunwen, it's a pity that such a person is left to you as a nurse. Yes, he will definitely make a difference in the army." After Lu Bu said this, he tilted his head and continued to observe.
On the school field, the two have been fighting for more than fifty times. This kind of sword fight is extremely draining of physical strength. Xu Sheng looked at Zhang Liao while panting heavily, nodded and said:
"Young Master said that General Zhang is unworthy of being a brave man. This time I believe him."
"Hey, it's just a small road, not worth mentioning."
Zhang Liao took back his hook and sickle and punched it on the stone slab, then whispered: "Little brother, it's getting late, it's almost time for dinner."
"what for?"
Before Xu Sheng could understand what it meant, Zhang Liao stepped forward, kicked off his right foot suddenly, and rose out of the air. After turning around, he brought the hooked sickle down suddenly.
Xu Sheng, who struck so fast, had no time to react. He held the handle of the knife with both hands to block it completely out of reflex.
Keng!
There was a golden sound, and the iron chain knife fell to the ground.
Xu Sheng felt a tearing cramp in his arms. When he was about to pull up the chain knife on the ground with the iron rope, the hook sickle had already fallen on his shoulder.
"General Zhang is so brave!" the soldiers raised their arms and shouted, it was really enjoyable to watch.
Xu Sheng looked around at the sergeants cheering for Zhang Liao, then looked at the broadsword on his shoulder, and said in frustration: "I lost." Zhang Liao retracted the hooked sickle and slammed it, and the bottom of the knife left a spider web of cracks on the floor. Standing firmly on it.
Then he stepped forward and picked up the serial knife on the ground and returned it to Xu Sheng, "To be honest, I was not as good as you when I was your age. But after ten years of military service, I have gained a little more experience and developed enough strength. .”
The Liao Shen's combat prowess was actually recognized by the Second Master. The Second Master, who was a common man except Lu Bu, told Zhang Fei that this man is as brave as you and me.
There is definitely moisture, but there are very few people who can make the Second Master take a high look. This shows the courage of Liao Shen.
On the general stage, Lu Bu was not surprised at all by this result. He turned to look at Lin Mo and asked, "How about letting him follow Wen Yuan and become a centurion?"
Centurion, the difference is a bit bad, but after all, he has just joined the camp, and in an army where military merit is king, he can be regarded as a rising star.
"Leave it to your father-in-law's arrangements."
Lu Bu nodded, and then teased: "He went to the military camp, and there was no one around you to teach him how to use the sword."
"I'm not going to the battlefield to kill enemies. I'll be good enough to practice." Lin Mo shrugged, indicating that he didn't care.
"In troubled times, the situation changes rapidly. You should really learn how to protect yourself just in case."
Lu Bu stood up, looked Lin Mo up and down, shook his head and said, "But, no matter how hard you train your muscles and bones, you can't reach this limit. The two-stone bow can only fire three arrows now."
Lu Lingqi on the side pursed her lips and snickered. She could fire five arrows in a row without taking a breath, but thirty arrows would be difficult. She had a reason to show off her superiority.
Before Lin Mo could complain about the bad behavior of their father and daughter, Lu Bu took out a short knife from the leather sheath on his waist and handed it to Lin Mo, "Take it, this thing is light, and with it, it can make up for you." The shortcomings of strength can save lives at critical moments.”
What the hell is this? It’s too short, right?
It's about the length of a wrist, longer than a dagger.
But it looks good. The blade is inlaid with seven bright gems. It looks quite valuable.
Lin Mo held it in his hand and weighed it. It was very light. It was so short that it could be used as a chicken, and it didn't look like it was sharp.
Before she could complain, Lu Lingqi frowned and said, "Father is so partial. I begged you many times but you still don't want to give it to me!"
"Is this knife very powerful? If you like it, you can take it." After all, there were so many people around him, and Lin Mo wanted to establish himself as a broad-minded and good husband.
Lu Bu smiled and shook his head, "Do you know what weapon Cao Cao used to assassinate Dong Zhuo?"
Lin Mo was stunned at this moment, looking at the short sword in his hand, stroking the bright gems on it, and stammered: "Seven...seven-star sword?"
Oh my god, is this the rumored Seven-Star Sword that can break stone and cut gold?
Lin Mo looked around for a moment, then walked to Bing Lan, raised the seven-star sword in his hand and struck it hard with a ring-headed sword.
Bang~
The blade was cut into two pieces and fell to the ground. Lin Mo took a breath looking at the neat cut.
Too old, this is the real cutting of iron into clay.
Lu Lingqi came over and stretched out her right hand.
"what?"
"Didn't you just say that you would give it to me if you liked it?"
Lin Mo quickly put away the Seven Star Sword and explained with a smile: "We are all one family, so we should not distinguish them so clearly."
Are you kidding? This is a seven-star sword. Although it is a bit short, it is still a magic weapon.
What a good husband is, we’ll talk about it later.
"Stingy." Lu Lingqi snorted coldly. She would have known better not to be so surprised just now.
Seeing this, Lu Bu just laughed loudly, and then came up to comfort him: "Yunwen is not as skilled as you after all, and it is more useful for him to defend himself than for you."
"Thank you, my father-in-law for your kindness." Lin Motian shamelessly stepped forward and took off the leather sheath of the Seven-Star Sword from Lu Bu's waist.
You really have to be careful with this thing. Such a thick ring-shou knife can cut it easily. Don't accidentally injure yourself. It would be embarrassing.
"Okay, you gave me the nursing home, and I also gave you the Seven-Star Sword. It's not a loss for you."
Lu Bu looked at Lin Mo smiling from ear to ear. He seemed to be happier than him, "The martial arts performance will last for seven days. I won't come tomorrow. I have to discuss how to deal with Liu Xun. Remember, tomorrow is your first military discussion. , don’t be late.”
"My son-in-law, I obey." Lin Mo inserted the Seven-Star Sword into the leather sheath and tied it around his waist, giving him a bit of a knight-errant vibe.
He was in a good mood today, and Lin Mo followed Lu Bu swaggeringly out of the martial arts arena.
As for dealing with Liu Xun, he had not thought about it for the time being, but as this was his first military meeting, Lin Mo, who did not want the story of traveling thousands of miles south to recover his son-in-law to lose its inheritance value, decided to make a serious calculation.
At least let the big guys see that the person Marquis Wen invited back is not just a idiot.
