Realm of Power

The fat man was riding on the horse. His fat body was bumping up and down as the horse ran at high speed. His face was pitifully green, and his head was hanging listlessly on the horse, like a little girl who had just been abused by a dozen strong men.

Having been running like this all morning with the cavalry in front, the fat man, who had never experienced long-distance horseback riding, was already covered in cold sweat. He felt as if the organs in his fat belly were being squeezed hard by a pair of invisible hands, and a disgusting feeling was rumbling in his stomach. I want to spit out everything, my chubby eyes are filled with pitiful white eyes, my originally rosy face is a little blue,

For the first time, Fatty learned that there are still people who are "horse-sick" in this world.

Seeing the fat man who had been dragged more than ten meters away by the cavalry in front, the leading knight running at the front of the cavalry gradually slowed down the speed of his horse, allowing the people behind him to lead the cavalry to pass him, and finally controlled the horse and the hanging horse. The fat man at the end of the team is none other than the spearman Caesar Sauron who claimed to have picked up the Silver Knight badge.

"Sir, you can't do this. Your stiff body will make you even more uncomfortable. In this state, you won't be able to fight the enemy even when you reach your destination."

The magnetic low voice of Caesar Zoro cheered up the fat man slightly. He nodded slightly towards Caesar Zoro with a pale face. The sound of his mouth slightly opened was almost like a moan. As soon as he opened his mouth to speak, he started to vomit again, all the way. The violent vomiting made the fat man almost vomit out all the bitter bile, and his face turned pale green.

"Sir, you should relax your body so that you can adjust your breathing rhythm according to the speed of the horse. Otherwise, even an iron man will be dragged down."

Seeing the pitiful and suffering look of the fat man, the spearman Caesar Sauron showed a disapproving smile on his face, and suddenly stretched out his rough right palm and patted the head of the war horse that the fat man was riding lightly like lightning. The moment I took the photo with my palm, I was slightly shocked, and the chaotic horse steps suddenly became more regular.

"Feel it with your heart, you will find that you are not riding a horse, you are flying into the wind!... Hold the reins... Relax... Relax again... Let The horse will become a part of you.”

Caesar Sauron rode a war horse to guard Du Yu's side, like a persuasive mentor. The low but penetrating voice in his mouth was like hypnosis, constantly correcting the fat man's mistakes. Whenever the war horse leaped, he appeared. At the first sign of chaos, he stretched out his right hand and quickly slapped the horse on the head.

The fat man followed Caesar Zoro's guidance and gradually felt that the war horse under his crotch was really like his own feet, jumping at high speed according to his thoughts. The nausea of ​​squeezing and vomiting just now had been thrown away. Arrived beyond the clouds

"This feels good!"

The cool breeze blowing against his face made the fat man feel extremely cool. The beautiful scenery on both sides was quickly surpassed by him, and the vast land flew by under his feet. The indescribable feeling was like driving on an empty highway. Du Yu completely forgot about the discomfort just now, and just wanted to release the passion in his heart at a faster speed. The vortex flowing in the sea of ​​​​qi in the body rotated rapidly with the comfort of the whole body, turning into a warm current on Du Yu's body and limbs. flow

Du Yu didn't notice that his horse was gradually speeding up under the surprised looks of the cavalry in front, and it had gradually caught up with the galloping cavalry in front. His fat body was coordinated as if it was integrated with the horse under his crotch, and he was running with a There is an unspeakable naturalness and unrestrainedness, and the spirit is like a wild horse breaking out of the cage.

"Fighting spirit? Could the white mist on this fat man be fighting spirit?"

Caesar Zoro, who was guarding him, suddenly slowed down the speed of his horse. He was surprised to see that the fat man's body was surrounded by a layer of faint white light mist. It was like a ribbon-shaped air vortex that was constantly rotating. Caesar Zoro You can even feel the coldness that cuts through your body

"Pick up your cavalry lance and thrust with all your strength according to the feeling in your heart!"

Caesar Zoro hesitated for a moment, then finally made up his mind to endure the biting cold around the fat man and approached the horse again. The low and magnetic guidance voice suddenly became louder, like a thunderclap ringing in the fat man's ears.

Du Yu, who was highly concentrated in his thoughts and fell into the extreme state of "human and horse unity", without hesitation, suddenly pulled out the cavalry spear from the weapon slot of his war horse, and with a flash of gorgeous white light, a set of marksmanship skills he had practiced in the past suddenly came into view of the fat man. mind,

"The horse is riding on Helan, the enemy's head is in hand, the spear is like a rain of pear blossoms, and it is buried in the enemy's throat!"

It was a set of marksmanship passed down from the practice of Yue Fei, a famous general in the Southern Song Dynasty. Legend has it that Yue Fei used this marksmanship to kill the Jurchen cavalry, which was said to be "invincible" and was so frightened that no one dared to block its edge.

Because Du Yu particularly respects this hero who "knows what cannot be done, but does it", he has painstakingly practiced this marksmanship for three years. Unfortunately, he has never mastered the essence, and when he uses it with all his strength, it is only as good as some "flower spears" but useless. This has always been the case. Du Yu felt regretful in his heart. He didn't know why this time, under the exhilarating stimulation of the galloping war horse, the air flow in his body poured into his arms, and his hands were like demons and he couldn't help but use this spear technique.

"Rainstorm Pear Blossom Throat Gun!"

As the fat man shouted violently, the cavalry spear in his hand suddenly turned into dozens of afterimages, like a sudden storm, white lights tearing through the air in front of him with a chill, making a shrill whistle.

The white cyclones surrounding the body seemed to have found an outlet to vent, and the phantom-like spear in the fat man's hand dragged out beautiful white tail marks, forming a trajectory like blooming white pear blossoms.

"Oh my God! What is that!"

All the cavalrymen in the cavalry team stopped when they noticed that Fatty was acting strangely. They saw the beautiful cyclone emerging from the shadow of the spear in Fatty's hand. The shrieking shadow of the spear ripped through the air and split the rocky ground in front of the horses, leaving traces that penetrated deep into the ground. , couldn’t help but take a deep breath of air-conditioning,

"It turns out that the knight's gun can still be used like this!"

The faces of the dozens of northern knights were even more pale, and their eyes almost burst out of their sockets. The white flowers blooming in front of them had completely attracted their attention.

"This is simply the flower of death sprinkled by the hand of death."

Such a marksmanship that combines violence and beauty is simply beyond the imagination of these orthodox knights who have believed that spears can only be used for stabbing since childhood, but this does not prevent them from conquering these knights who have been pursuing the "aesthetics of violence" their entire lives.

"Exposed fighting spirit" is at least the strength of the Silver Knights. These knights from the north never dreamed that this fat man who couldn't even ride a horse was not only a hidden "Silver", but also a man with superb martial arts skills. The invincible master

This is more shocking than telling these proud knights that there is a pig that can ride a horse!

"It's so cool. This way you can enjoy the pleasure of driving a long car across the Helan Mountains."

The fat man didn't expect that he would stab one hundred and thirty-three times in just three seconds. The pleasure he had held in his chest was emptied out. Although he had stopped, the indescribable pleasure was still in his body. The limbs are spread out, feeling as comfortable as flying in the clouds and mist,

The fat man squinted his eyes in contentment, completely unaware that he had become an "invincible master" in the eyes of others.

That kind of heartfelt pleasure suddenly made Fatty suddenly realize from the confusion in the past. No wonder he had been practicing this marksmanship for three years but could not get the essence of it. It turned out that this was a powerful killing technique used by generals on horses, but he thought it was a powerful killing technique used by generals on horses. Ordinary marksmanship training, it’s amazing if you can master it!

"Sir, you should be feeling much better now."

Caesar Zoro next to him cautiously probed, actually wiping a sweat secretly in his heart. Guessing in his mind and confirming reality are two different things. The white fighting spirit that he saw naturally coming out of the fat man's body just now made Caesar Zoro doubtful and tried to remind him. Unexpectedly, this fat man would burst out with such terrifying strength under his own guidance. The flowers of death transformed by the air flow made Caesar Zoro sweat on his back just thinking about it.

Caesar Sauron, who was once a "Silver Glory" knight, was not as superficial in understanding as the other knights. Although Caesar Sauron himself could not clearly see the dozens of afterimages that the fat man had just waved, he was very clear about those attached to the gun. The power of the white cyclone with strong destructive power. If this person really breaks into the enemy's dense military formation, he will be a bloodthirsty "killer"

"I feel much more comfortable! What kind of method did you teach me just now? I didn't expect you to be a master at hiding yourself."

The fat man came back to his senses with a satisfied look on his face, and was extremely grateful to Caesar Zoro who was guiding him next to him.

"Haha, sir, that's too kind. That's just the introductory instruction for some junior knights. All descendants of knights who are ten years old or older will receive this type of related introductory education. Under the guidance of their elders, they will learn how to ride a horse and how to wield a sword. , it’s that simple”

Caesar Zoro responded with an embarrassed expression. Such an answer was beyond Fatty's expectation. Fatty, who was full of surprise, thought he had just learned the legendary "Heart and Horse Unity" technique. This huge contrast was just like what he thought he had learned. The master teaches the "Nine Sun Magic Kung Fu" that dominates the martial arts world. He is confidently preparing to go out to conquer the world, but he is suddenly stopped by his master and tells him that what he is learning is the ordinary "horse-piercing pole". This is so heartbreaking for the fat man.

"No way, it's that simple?"

The fat man asked with a face full of reluctance, but when he saw Caesar Zoro's original expression like this, he shut up with a arrogant expression, and the speed of the galloping horse just slowed down again.

"Yes, it's that simple! Sir, you have thought too much!"

Caesar Zoro responded with an embarrassed look on his face. Seeing the fat man's frustrated look on his face, he started to fall behind the team again and muttered to himself.

"If you can have a Silver Knight take the initiative to teach you the horse-controlling and sword-breaking skills of a junior knight, you will be the only one in the entire kingdom."