Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

It's fun to wear at home, but it's inappropriate to wear it when you go out. It should be more solemn. Wang Xuebin doesn't like grasslands.

The three girls dressed up, followed Wang Xuebin out, and went straight to Wuzhi Ranch, where the sword competition was held, presumably Wuzhi also had the intention of promoting fame.

According to Wang Xuebin's knowledge, this Wuzhi's life is not easy.

Zhao Guo has been fighting for years, and the treasury has been empty, and the population has been severely damaged. Although he made some money back when he invaded Qin, he still cannot make ends meet.

Therefore, Zhao Wang, under the reminder of Julu Hou Zhao Mu, set his sights on this world-famous merchant, and has been thinking about scraping some oil from Wuzhi to make up for Zhao's deficit.

Wuzhi during this period has been suffering unspeakably.

A few years later, Lu Buwei of the Qin State could seduce Wu Zhi and his wealth with a simple hook-up, and it was not without wind and waves.

The sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, and it is the most chic and elegant dance.

In his early years, Wang Xuebin was also obsessed with swordsmanship. Later, he found that although swordsmanship was chic, it was only suitable for martial arts in Jianghu and not applicable on the battlefield, so he gradually gave up.

Fighting skills in the rivers and lakes and fighting on the battlefield are two concepts. The competition in the rivers and lakes is about the level of skill, and the competition in the battlefield is about bravery. These are two concepts.

Most of the swords in the Warring States period are broad swords, holding the sword in both hands, and the swordsmanship does not look elegant, but at this time, the swordsmanship is powerful and heavy, paying more attention to the transformation of body shape, and it looks unique.

"Lang Jun, which of the two of them do you think can win?"

When the figures of the two people in the arena changed, their swords clashed with each other, only for a moment, and then their figures separated from each other.

Wang Xuebin looked anxious.

"These two are chattering. They are not straightforward at all. The flaws are made. Waiting for the other party to make mistakes is the worst choice!"

Wang Xuebin looked at the stage and couldn't stop complaining, and Wen Yan Shanrou beside her laughed out loud. Although she didn't study the Nine Yin Manual for a long time, her vision was different, so she naturally understood Lang Jun's point of view. mean.

But when the couple chatted, people with long ears could not hear them. There was a ten-year-old boy in front of them. Hearing what the two of them said, he turned around and stared at them angrily.

"You two are also swordsmen? Why don't you compare yourself on stage? You only dare to bark in the audience!"

Hearing this, Wang Xuebin frowned, looked at the young man with a glance, and then stopped thinking about it, this is a little girl disguised as a man, only fifteen or sixteen years old, exactly Mu Shaoai's age.

A young man like Lian Jin who is handsome, unrestrained and a bit melancholic is the most lethal to the girl, so he will naturally speak out in defense.

You know, people in later generations will even slander the national government for a little masculinity. It's just an insult, so he doesn't care about it.

But if he can bear it, it doesn't mean that others can bear it.

"Tch, is he worthy of being compared with Mr. Lang? Even my sister can't beat him, a small place is a small place, I don't know much!"

Shanlan is a sharp-tongued girl, and she can't bear to see others underestimate her husband, so she just broke up.

As soon as these words came out, Wang Xuebin knew that this matter was going to be difficult, and he was ready to accept the move.

Sure enough, as soon as the winner was decided on the stage, the girl disguised as a man ran up and whispered to Lian Jin, while pointing at Wang Xuebin and the others.

After a while, Lian Jin came over, bowed with his sword in his arms, and said with a smile:

"Brother, you're being polite, I'm in the next Jin Dynasty, and I haven't asked for advice..."

Lian Jin's etiquette is thoughtful, Wang Xuebin will not be rude, and he returns:

"My lord, Guanlan, came from the state of Qi. Passing by here, I was lucky enough to see the nobleman compare swords. I really benefited a lot!"

"Oh? It turned out to be Brother Guanlan. I heard that Brother Guanlan is proficient in swordsmanship. I wonder if I can give you some advice?"

Lian Jin was just 20 years old at this time, and he was also a competitive age, so he naturally refused to lose face in front of women.

He didn't have any malicious intentions, but he was a little annoyed when he heard Wang Xuebin's ignorant words. He wanted to let Wang Xuebin know that he knew that the sword skills were not spoken.

Wang Xuebin was helpless, Shanlan was looking out for himself, and he couldn't lose his own face, it is worth saying:

"Don't dare to advise, let's communicate with each other! Please!"

"Please!"

Lian Jin returned to the stage in high spirits and waited.

Shanrou on the side looked at her sister and sighed helplessly.

Fortunately, Mr. Lang is so generous that he doesn't care about his sister's deeds, but instead protects her face, he is a little moved while sighing.

"Lang Jun, use my sword!"

"Okay, don't worry, it will be soon!"

Wang Xuebin took Shan Rou's sword, comforted her, and walked onto the ring with the sword.

He looked at the sword in his hand, then at Lian Jin, and said relaxedly:

"please!"

1 Chapter Fifty

The sword itself is ordinary iron, and it is psychic because of holding it. Wang Xuebin is not dedicated to the sword, nor can he say that he is addicted to the sword. In his opinion, the sword is a tool, and he is the root.

It may be because he doesn't specialize in swords, so in his cognition, swords only have three realms.

The first is the art of deceit, using the skills of moves to cheat victory.

The second is the art of offense. When you understand the essence of kung fu enough, you will find that offense is everything, and defense is actually an organic supplement to the lack of offensive ability.

The third is the art of strength. Whether it is a fist or a weapon, as long as it is hitting someone, it will involve force. When it comes to force, it will involve two variables, one is the size and the other is the direction.

The issues involved in grappling are nothing more than these two variables.

As long as you can control these two variables, you will be invincible. While controlling, you can gain an advantage in any variable, and you will be invincible.

Of course, this only involves physical fighting, which is within Newton's jurisdiction, and what Newton can't control is another matter.

The sword and skill competition at this time happened to be within the scope of Newton's jurisdiction. Regardless of Wang Xuebin's understanding and knowledge of fighting, just comparing strength, Wang Xuebin could exert a force of [-] kilograms with all his strength.

This is not just a matter of strength, but the transcendence of overall quality.

The bones and muscles that can support [-] kilograms have already surpassed the scope of normal people, and they are extremely tough.

Even if he doesn't know martial arts, he can't lose with an iron sheet. You must know that it's not a joke to drop ten with one force.

"Your Excellency, let's go first!"

Lian Jin stood with his sword in his arms, looked at Wang Xuebin who was checking the sword, and said with a smile.

Wang Xuebin is checking the hardness of the sword at this time. After all, it is his wife's sword, and it is inappropriate to break it.