Back Off, Let Me Come

  Chapter 209 209: Brawl (2) [ask for a monthly ticket]

   Zhai Le is not to be outdone.

   Immediately retorted: "Who lives and who dies is unknown."

  Gong Xiqiu sneered.

   "Naturally - I live, I die!"

  The long whip in his hand turned into a cunning and venomous dark green spirit snake, and the tip broke through the sound barrier and made a loud crackling noise that made the ear drums restless and itchy. The sharp barbs on the whip exploded, and each one was glowing with a cold light, and one could smell a decadent fragrance when you got close.

   Zhai Le and Gong Xiqiu fought briefly.

  Have a certain understanding of the latter, but when the long whip appeared, Zhai Le still couldn't help but sullen.

completely different!

  Gong Xiqiu at this time is completely different from that night!

   It’s not that Gong Xiqiu from that night or this one from today is a fake, but that the power and oppression emanating from his body is not at the same level at all. At that time, Zhai Le only thought that this long whip was very dangerous, but this time he had a premonition—he would die!

   Zhai Le had no choice but to grit his teeth and stand up.

   Chop out a black martial energy with all your strength.

  Gong Xiqiu's calm expression finally showed a crack, and he manipulated the long whip that was about to hit Wu Qi head-on to avoid it.

  Without the target, the martial energy fell into the air and hit the ground, silky like a knife cutting tofu, leaving a mark half a palm wide and half a foot deep!

   "It's unexpected, it's better than last time."

  He glanced at the marks under his feet.

  Wu Qi condenses but does not dissipate, already has the power to cut gold and jade. Ordinary warriors use martial energy, at best, they use martial energy to hit people, use force to suppress people, it is rough and wasteful, it consumes a lot and the power is not long-lasting. As the level increases, the control over martial energy becomes more detailed.

  If you compare Danfu to a container.

  Then, the container cannot be expanded temporarily at a certain stage, so it is necessary to find a way to compress and purify the contents of the container, so as to free up more space to accommodate more things. The compressed martial energy is naturally more solid and pure than the uncompressed one.

   Reaching a certain critical point will even lead to a qualitative change.

  However, Wu Qi is more violent than Wen Qi, and it is not easy to tame.

  It is like a group of extremely dangerous firecrackers. Once the compression and condensation fail, the first to bear the brunt is not the enemy but itself.

   It is not easy for martial arts fighters to improve in the middle and late stages, and the speed is getting slower and slower. Every bit of progress has to go through a long accumulation, which is related to the difficulty of martial arts compression at the later stage. And "compressed martial energy" is also the key to the promotion of ninth-rank five doctors to tenth-rank Zuo Shuzhang!

   And now Zhai Le is the seventh-class official.

  Gong Xiqiu said seriously: "It's really hard to keep you!"

  The whole person rushed towards Zhai Le like a cannonball, and the long whip in his hand attacked at an extremely tricky angle, pinching left and right, cutting off Zhai Le's retreat! It's just that the blood didn't bloom as expected, Yang Duwei said angrily, "I'm not dead yet—"

  Although he is old, not very talented, and far less attractive than Zhai Le, he is still a tenth-class left-bearer, and there is no reason for a young man to kill Zhai Le in front of his face. His arm muscles bulged, and he swung the hammer back.

   Hit in the face!

   Another bang!

  Yang Duwei's treasured sword is not old, and he confronts Gong Xiqiu head-on.

  On the battlefield, few generals usually use long whips, which are not very powerful and difficult to control, but this perception is second only to that before seeing Gong Xichou. Yang Duwei felt the shock force brought by the clash of weapons, and his tiger's mouth was slightly numb and red.

  Such a power—

  Only the gangster who intercepted the tax banker that day was comparable to him. If it wasn't for the inconsistency in figure, appearance and identity, Duwei Yang even suspected that Gong Xiqiu had approved the tax banker in a vest. Even so, he still asked: "Son, have you ever intercepted the tax payment?"

  Separated with one blow, Gong Xichou retreated a few steps calmly, with an imperceptible gasp in his breath, and asked, "Your tax money was intercepted?"

  Yang Duwei: "..."

   Hit his sore foot straight!

  Gong Xiqiu was also taken aback, he didn't expect that he really guessed right.

  He laughed out loud, and Captain Yang wanted to swipe his mouth when he went up.

   "Yellow mouth child, you are laughing!"

  Don't look at Yang Duwei is forty-five or sixteen years old, but for a warrior, his body is still in peak condition. Yang Duwei is best at sword technique, followed by hammer technique. Although he is not born with supernatural power, he can make up for his shortcomings with ingenuity, and he can always surprise when he is fighting generals.

  After twenty or thirty strokes, Gong Xichou became a little depressed.

  Yang Duwei's hammering method is quite confusing.

It seems to be taking the violent route of opening and closing, hitting a child with one blow, but in fact, the force that falls is far less powerful than the surface, but it can be as sticky as sugar, and most of the force will be removed by one carelessness. The essence of "four or two to pull a thousand catties".

   To put it more simply, it is to hit the cotton with all its strength!

   Once or twice is okay, twenty or thirty times!

  No matter how Gong Xichou adjusts his strength, Duwei Yang can always change his strength in the next move, messing up his rhythm. Although it wasn't fatal, and didn't even cause any substantial damage to Gong Xichou, the aggrieved feeling was quite disgusting.

  Not to mention that Yang Duwei also has Zhai Le who is assisting and harassing him. The more Gong Xichou fights, the more unhappy he becomes, and the more unhappy he becomes, the more he wants to be irritable.

  The whip shadows, which were already dense like a gust of wind and rain, became several times, ten times or even dozens of times denser in an instant! !

  These shadows of the whip, there are virtual and real, it is difficult to distinguish.

  Although Duwei Yang noticed it, he was unable to react in time, and the heavy hammer in his hand was knocked out of his hand by the force that nearly doubled. Along with the severe pain, at that moment he heard a slight sound of bone cracking!

  Seeing that the situation is not good, Zhai Le draws his ink-colored longbow!

  Crisis can best burst out the potential.

   Draw the bow and shoot the arrow!

Baidao Liuguang collided with the whip shadow with the momentum of chasing the stars and the moon, followed by the sound of bang bang bang in the air, and the Jingwu Qi condensed into the whip shadow collided with the arrows, and followed closely like firecrackers. Boom bombed. Compared with Whip Shadow, the accidental success of "Hundred Arrows" is obviously not enough, but offsetting part of it will also give Yang Duwei a chance to retreat tens of feet!

  The more Gong Xiqiu looked at Zhai Le, the more he wanted to pick off his head.

  He said: "You kid is good at archery."

  If there is no talent on this path, the seventh-level public and official realm can condense a hundred arrows at once, which is not easy, and it is inseparable from talent and hard work. It's just that the occasional success is still a lot of luck, Gong Xichou: "It's just a hundred arrows—"

  He snorted again.

Bending the same bow and shooting arrows, Mei Yu said coldly: "I will generously invite you to see what is called real 'archery', and it is not in vain for you to come to this world and go through such a life!" After the words fell, the surrounding world was crazy Surging, bowing towards him, condensing at his fingertips!

  The expressions of Duwei Yang and Zhai Le suddenly changed!

   Seeing their reaction, Gong Xichou felt a little evil in his heart like bubbling. He took advantage of the cyclone wind generated by the influx of heaven and earth qi, raised his energy and lightened his body, and under the eyes of everyone, he stepped on the air waves with his soap boots and jumped to a height of seven or eight feet.

  He said: "Take my move!"

  Speaking so, Yang Duwei and Zhai Le also believed his nonsense, and gathered martial energy all over their bodies. Unexpectedly, the moment the arrow in Gong Xichou's hand was about to leave the string, the target of the cluster of arrows suddenly changed, and moved to the soldiers beating drums on the gate of Xiaocheng!

  At that moment, hundreds of thousands of dark green streamers burst through the air.

  On the walls of Xiaocheng—

   From the general to the soldier, you are almost dumbfounded!

   Didn't expect the generals to build a large army in the name of fighting at all!

  Besides, the place where the generals are fighting is just under the city wall, and Gong Xichou shoots arrows quite close to them. With such a small distance, even if you lose your mind for a moment, you may go to Huangquan Road to report to Lord Yan. Gong Xiqiu's goal is still to beat the drums and boost the morale of the soldiers!

  Once the drumbeat stops, the morale blow caused is no less than an army's battle flag being shot down! However, they intend to stop it but it is too late in actual operation! As the arrows sank into the body, several drumming soldiers were shot into real sieves!

   But that's not the most annoying thing.

  Lieutenant Yang looked at the corpse that fell from the city wall, his eyelids twitched wildly, the veins on his forehead popped up, and the anger of being fooled made his blood pressure soar. Why do you say "fool"? Gong Xiqiu's momentum did not match the last movement at all.

  The arrows condensed from the martial energy that has been compressed several times, not to mention killing a group of people, even shooting through the walls of Xiaocheng is not impossible! This is not just one or two arrows, but hundreds of thousands of arrows fired together, powerful enough to destroy half of the city wall of Xiaocheng!

   It's completely random killing!

The results of it?

   With such a great momentum, only a few drumbeating soldiers fell down.

   The others didn't even get a hair cut.

   What else but malicious fooling?

   It's just that he is also sincerely grateful that he was "fooling".

This dramatic scene successfully silenced the two armies for a moment, followed by the rebels' momentum rising, drums soaring into the sky, and 12,000 soldiers raised their arms and shouted "the major general is mighty" and "invincible" kind words of praise.

  The drumbeat of Xiaocheng's side was completely suppressed to almost nothing.

  The brave warrior who acted as the temporary commander saw this, gnashed his teeth and cursed, strode forward, and snatched the nearest war drum and drumstick.

   Use all your strength and mobilize all your martial energy! .

  咚咚咚咚—a drumbeat denser than a rainstorm, heavy, heavy, and high-pitched, hitting the audience's heart along the eardrums, every beat is a burden. The sound of the drum seems to have a powerful force that makes the blood rush and the blood rush.

  The effect—

  It's like doing a cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

  As the blood beat and rushed to the limbs and bones of the body like a wave, the gradually cold hands and feet warmed up again, the soldier's face turned red, and some even had nosebleeds unbearably.

  After the atmosphere of heaven and earth calmed down, Gong Xiqiu fell to the ground with a bang from a high altitude. It's just that before he could stand still, two attacks came together.

  Yang Duwei's knife, Zhai Le's gun.

   One left and one right flanked.

  The shadow of swords and guns dances impenetrably. Gong Xiqiu laughed happily a few times, and raised his arms, using his armguards to forcibly resist Yang Duwei's blade and Zhai Le's spear point.

  Both arms were motionless, and his expression didn't look like he was struggling.

  The muscles on Zhai Le's face twitched violently!

  The friction between the tip of the blade and the metal of the armguard cut brilliant sparks, and the ear-piercing sound pierced through the eardrums, making the scalp tingle and almost bursting!

   After a confrontation of strength, it was Gong Xiqiu who forced back Yang Duwei and Zhai Le's joint attack!

Is that human being!

   Is this really a human?

  Even if it is the thirteenth class, it is impossible to protect the arm with the armor, and resist it abruptly! Gong Xiqiu raised his eyelids, glanced at a crack on the armguard that Yang Duwei had spotted, and clicked his tongue in displeasure. With a flick of his hand, a thick dark green mist gushed out from the shoulder armor, and penetrated into the armguard along his arm, and the small cracks healed instantly.

  Gong Xiqiu smiled and asked the two of them: "I'm going to 'go all out' right now, and what about 'declining again, exhausting three times' after that?"

   There is a time limit for forcibly boosting morale with words.

  Once the statute of limitations expires, it will take time to slowly recover the exhausted and overdrawn energy. Soldiers are ordinary people, and the morale carried by their bodies and erupted is limited, and it is impossible to squeeze them unlimitedly. If you start using this word spirit before the battle is over, you will lose!

  Yang Duwei naturally knew this truth.

   But more aware of the consequences of morale being completely crushed.

  Soldiers are not cohesive, timid and even forced to commit suicide by the morale of the enemy. In the end, they are scattered like sand. That is the inevitable defeat! The lesser of two evils, if the person standing on the city wall is Yang Duwei, he is willing to exhaust his martial energy and fight to the death!

  At this time, Yang Duwei said: "Go down!"

  Gong Xiqiu tried several tricks, and when he heard this, he thought he had misheard, as if he had seen a ghost: "Should I go down?"

   No one is dead yet, and the generals have not yet decided the winner.

   Actually let him go down?

   Is this old brain stunned?

  Yang Duwei ignored him: "Zhai Yishi, get down!"

  Gong Xichou: "Let him go down? Did you ask me?"

  He still wants to kill Zhai Le.

   If you don't believe it, you won't die!

"Up to this point, Yishi Zhai has done enough and is extremely grateful. There is really no need to risk his own life. I wish you prosperity in the future! I would like to live and die with Xiaocheng—" After finishing speaking, Yang Duwei had a face There's a little more darkness and some sort of horrific determination.

  Gong Xiqiu frowned.

   Actually stopped, wanting to see what Captain Yang was going to do.

   Zhai Lefu seemed to understand something.

  He opened his mouth, trying to stop, but—

  Zhai Le said: "I wish you a prosperous martial arts."

Lieutenant Yang's straight spine was slightly bent as if relaxed, and his muscles seemed to be relieved of strength. He looked relaxed and leisurely, with all his aura restrained. Danger.

but-

   That's just at first glance.

  Yang Duwei stepped forward.

  He is very slow, with heavy steps, not like a martial artist.

  The strange thing is that the momentum almost doubled with a bang!

  The second step is to raise the height again!

third step!

the fourth step!

the fifth step!

   Until the seventh step, the momentum is close to that of Gong Xiqiu, and finally faintly surpasses the line! Captain Yang didn't come forward any more, but his cheeks were unusually flushed, his eye sockets were bloodshot, his Adam's apple rolled unnaturally, his lips were tightly pressed, and he didn't dare to open his mouth again.

  As if opening his mouth, the violent and restless martial energy will leak from the mouth. Seeing this situation, Gong Xiqiu finally faced it squarely, because the guts of a brave warrior told him - Captain Yang in front of him could kill him and threaten his life!

  He said: "In this case, I will give you a gift-"

   "He is dying right here!"

  Even if you don't die here, you are still a useless person alive.

  For a brave fighter who once galloped on the battlefield, this was more painful than Ling Chi, so Gong Xichou decided to respect his opponent.

   Come up with real skills!

   "Sure enough—Gong Xiqiu let the water go last time."

   I thought it was a pond, but I didn't expect to put a river!

  Shen Tang felt very embarrassed!

  An unnoticed corner on the city wall.

  She and Qishan rushed to see this scene. They were about to fight out, but they were pinned by Gong Shuwu on the shoulders. Banbu said in an incomparably dignified and serious manner: "Let this fight end."

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   It’s the end of the month, don’t expire the monthly pass, Qiuqiu

  (end of this chapter)