"A master at the Nine Dragons level, right?" Lin Shuo listened to Helen's narration on the satellite phone, and nodded before hanging up, "Understood."
After learning this information, Lin Shuo put the satellite phone in his pocket and looked up at the village not far ahead.
This morning, he took a military vehicle provided by the Saudi military and drove all the way south along the coastline of the Red Sea. When he arrived near a port city named Muha, the military vehicle did not dare to continue going south.
Naturally, Lin Shuo wouldn't make things difficult for the driver, so he simply got out of the car and walked. When the evening approached, he came to this deserted village by the sea.
This village looks like it should have been a small fishing village, but now no one lives there, and it has been abandoned for a long time.
According to the agreement between the two parties, the meeting place today is on the Hainan cliff to the west of the village, with the Red Sea on one side and the desert on the other.
Lin Shuo looked up, and sure enough, he saw a person standing on the black basalt rock, waving at him from a distance.
When he got closer, Lin Shuo lightly jumped onto the twenty-meter-high basalt rock, stopped five meters in front of the man, and began to look at him.
This man should be less than forty years old, thin, with a goatee, wearing a dark purple robe with a black belt in the middle, and a pair of black leather boots under his feet.
He was empty-handed and had no weapon on him.
Lin Shuo himself did not bring any weapons this trip, and Mr. Zhui is still lying in the Kunlun Park.
"Hi, my name is Saleh." The man grinned at Lin Shuo, showing half of his white teeth, and introduced himself in English with a strong accent.
"My name is Lin Shuo." Lin Shuo replied.
"Heir of the Lin Family of Huaxia Hunter, you are finally here." Saleh smiled slightly.
"I don't know what the descendants of the Mamluks have learned?"
"More than a hundred years ago, my great-grandfather went to China and visited your Lin family. The two sides had extensive exchanges in terms of practice." Saleh said leisurely, "In my generation, there is a scimitar It should be able to match your Lin family's spear skills, why don't we have a hand-to-hand conversation to prove the friendship of our ancestors."
As soon as Lin Shuo heard this, he understood that this was to verify his integrity. To confirm his identity as the heir of the Lin family through martial arts competition.
Of course, it is also possible that the opponent just wants to kill himself, first use words to limit the intensity of the battle, and then make a surprise attack.
In fact, when Lin Shuo was sizing up the other party just now, Lin Shuo didn't just look at the person's appearance, appearance and clothing. The most important thing was to evaluate the person's strength.
Helen had already called him before and told him that the other party was a Nine-Dragon-level existence.
But after looking at it just now, Lin Shuo felt that he still couldn't reach it.
The scale of Qi and blood in Saleh's body is indeed powerful, and the unity of spirit and soul is almost impeccable. On the whole, this is a character at the highest level of the nine realms.
As far as Liemen is concerned, he is stronger than Miao Xiaoxian and Jin Wenlan, and weaker than Chu Hongyi, and roughly the same as Yang Chengzhi.
A cultivator of this level, if one-on-one with a ninth-level knight like Ponweather, is actually on par with each other.
It is difficult to suppress each other in terms of cultivation and strength, and the outcome depends on the martial arts endurance of both parties.
And according to Helen, Ponweser had no strength to resist in front of this person, and was beaten into autism immediately.
The current reality seems to be somewhat inconsistent with this information.
This is a doubtful point, and if this descendant of Mamluks really only has this level, then he would seek death if he tried to plot something wrong in front of Lin Shuo.
If he has no relationship with the Lin family, he will be killed if he is killed.
After all, his righteous sister Helen had complained to him before, saying that nine of his subordinates died at the hands of this man.
There is nothing wrong with being an elder brother standing in for a younger sister, anyway, the wives are not by my side right now.
The key is that the Mamluk lineage still has friendship with the Lin family.
More than a hundred years ago, Saleh's great-grandfather went to China and exchanged martial arts with Lin Shuo's great-grandfather, and both sides benefited a lot.
The Mamluks were born as elite cavalrymen, and once defeated the Mongolian cavalry head-on, they were extremely skilled on horseback.
The Lin family has a tradition of joining the army since ancient times, and they are also proficient in fighting on the battlefield, but they mostly fight on foot.
The characteristics of the two sides are different, so they learn from each other's strengths and complement each other's weaknesses. Therefore, the Lin family has greatly enhanced their ability on mounts.
At that time in the Red Desert, Lin Shuo was standing alone on the roof of the six-wheeled Hummer, and the few times he swung the chasing master to deal with the Dover demon was actually the way of this kind of horse battle.
Among practitioners, the greatest friendship is this kind, teaching each other skills, this is the great merit of Ze Quilt's descendants.
In the interior of Liemen, the only one who can get along so well with the Lin family is Lao Zhang's family.
Mamluk descendant, this identity is very important in Lin Shuo's heart, it is inappropriate to directly kill him.
In addition, what is this person's current intentions is still a question, and the heart of defense is indispensable.
Therefore, it is quite difficult for Lin Shuo to prove martial arts to each other, and it is not easy to handle.
At the same time, this is also an opportunity to find out the details and thoughts of this person.
The last one is very practical. Since it is a battle between scimitar art and long spear art, it must have a weapon.
The leader of the Hunting Gate looked at Saleh and smiled slightly: "The discussion is just what I like, but since it is a machete versus a spear, we must have weapons in our hands. Now we are empty-handed, how can we talk?"
Saleh pointed to the village not far away, and said, "Go to the village, my companions have weapons in their hands."
After saying this, Saleh led the way, which meant to let Lin Shuo follow.
The village is an abandoned fishing village, no one has lived in it for a long time, but when Lin Shuo came here just now, he found that there are actually people now.
There are quite a few people, fifty-three inside and out, and judging from the scale of energy and blood and the toughness of spirit and soul of this group of people, all of them are fighters with superb cultivation bases, and almost all of them are from the Nine Realms in terms of cultivation power.
Mamluks were a warrior class back then, just like inheritance hunters. This is a status attribute, and there is not only one inheritance inside. These people in the village should all be descendants of Mamluks.
Lin Shuo has long heard that in the Middle East, especially in Yemen, the water in the practice circle is very deep, and today he has learned the lesson.
Such a group of people is actually very scary in the practice world.
Now in the hands of the Pope of the European Holy See, the Teutonic Knights plus priests and warlocks are almost such a force, which is the core combat power of the entire European practice circle.
China's hunting gate, if it was more than ten years ago, the inherited hunters of all the families would be at this level, and there may not be so many people in the Nine Realms.
Now that Saleh brought Lin Shuo into the village, he actually entered the encirclement of these elite fighters.
It was just a matter of throwing a cup as a sign, and then everyone swarmed up and hacked the leader of the hunting gate to death.
However, in Lin Shuo's eyes, this kind of scene was just that.
Follow Saleh to the center of the village, where there is a flat land, similar to the grain drying field in the Su family's ancestral home, it should be dried fish in the fishing village before, with a faint smell of the sea.
Saleh stood firm and did not move forward. Of course, Lin Shuo also stopped.
There were more than fifty fighters around, and they slowly gathered together, forming a circle around the fishing ground.
Lin Shuo observed them. When he saw this group of people, he felt as if he had seen Zhou Lingshi, Mao Dahai and others in the Himalayas ten years ago.
These people are all the same as Saleh, skinny, unshaven, and the clothes on them, let's call them war robes, are also tattered, and all of them are dusty, and it is difficult to identify the original color.
Looking at the weapons they carry, there are quite a lot of tricks.
Scimitars, spears, armor-piercing hammers, bows and arrows, everything that knights used to use in horse battles.
But the maintenance of these weapons, Lin Shuo, as an expert, knew the situation at a glance, and it was not very good.
For example, the scimitar that Saleh took from his companion at this moment, the problem is obvious.
The scimitar is different from the long sword. It was originally a weapon for horse warfare. The reason why the blade should be bent is that the center of gravity of the blade should be on the back.
In this way, it is much easier for a person to return the saber after he swung the saber out immediately, and it will not shift the center of gravity of the saber-wielding man on the horse.
Therefore, the scimitar is more convenient than the ordinary long sword and machete on the horse, but if it is facing each other on the horse, this thing is still afraid of the spear.
People are facing each other on horseback, one inch is longer and one inch is stronger, and the spear is stabbed with the horse's charge, which is the most overbearing.
In foot combat, the scimitar and the spear are reversed. Generally speaking, the spear is afraid of the scimitar.
Because the scimitar returns quickly, people follow the knife in a continuous manner, and it has both offense and defense.
As long as it can block a shot, the machete can be close to the body, and the spear is most afraid of the opponent's close body.
This is the principle of the weapon, but now Lin Shuo looked at the scimitar in Saleh's hand, and knew that it was not in the best condition of the scimitar.
It has been handed down for too long, and there are too many cuts. The edge of the blade keeps rolling and being smoothed. The lower half of the blade becomes narrower and narrower, while the upper half of the arc does not change much.
This caused the counterweight of the machete to be different from when it was originally designed. The center of gravity was too far back, and the swing of the knife was not strong enough.
In other words, when the scimitar is swung, its strength will be slightly reduced.
And so many fighters present, almost all of them have scimitars, although they are not in the best condition, but they are all better than this knife, but Saleh chose the least convenient one.
A layman watched the excitement while an expert watched the doorway, so Lin Shuo roughly understood what the other party meant.
Spears are at a disadvantage against scimitars, so Saleh will use this kind of scimitar, which is not easy to use, to covertly make up for the disadvantages of long spears.
So this person didn't have any malicious intentions. To put it bluntly, he was testing himself by making such a fuss.
Courage and eyesight, these are the first two, and the next thing to test is the ability of the hands.
Lin Shuo was not only a little dumbfounded about this.
Since I worked as a teacher in Guangxi for six years and gave students test questions for six years, I came out again, and it seems that I have been tested.
First, he was tested by his father-in-law, then by the Queen Mother of the West, and most recently by his own mother, and then he was to represent human civilization and accept the final test of the civilization of female demons.
So the current situation is roughly like this: a high-achieving student who has been studying for more than 20 years has passed various examinations in elementary school, middle school, and university with excellent grades. He is about to defend his doctoral thesis. Suddenly, a kindergarten teacher asked him, One plus one equals how much.
The question is of course very simple, but not every graduate student has this patience, and some graduate students will think about it, thinking it is the one plus one conjectured by Goldbach.
For example, yesterday's Pang Weiser probably wanted to go wrong, but the two sides fought, and nine people died in the Holy See.
Saleh swung the scimitar in his hand a few times, then raised his head and said to Lin Shuo, "Choose a weapon too."
Lin Shuo nodded to a soldier on the left, and he took a fancy to the spear in his hand.
It is said that it is a spear, but it is actually a bit out of reach, because it is the only one without an iron blade among all the long weapons present.
It is a wooden stick about two meters long, the top is carbonized by fire and then sharpened.
The soldier on the left also nodded, and threw the wooden spear in his hand over. Lin Shuo took it and looked at it.
It's actually okay, the poplar wood pole has been oil-sealed for more than three years.
This method of making wooden spears is actually quite easy to intimidate people. It looks ugly, but in fact it is not light in weight and has good toughness. Someone secretly stuffed one end of lead at the bottom of the wooden spear, and the counterweight was adjusted quite smoothly.
This spear pierces out, although it does not have an iron tip, but since the owner is already at the level of the Ninth Realm, it still has a hole in each spear.
Of course, no matter how good something is, it can be compared with something. Compared with the Lin family's black phoenix iron gun, this is a toy.
Holding the spear in his hand, Lin Shuo said to Saleh, "Please."
But Saleh shook his head: "The distance is not right. The distance between you and me is less than ten meters at this time. This kind of spear is at a disadvantage. You should step back."
Lin Shuo was amused, but he still suppressed the smile on his face, and took three steps back as he liked.
When the distance of ten meters was enough, Lin Shuo said again, "Please."
"Heirs of the Lin family are guests, and the guests attack first." Saleh said.
Lin Shuo had lost his temper by this man.
This person said he was a frog in a well, that would be too harsh, after all, his own cultivation level is really high, but in front of Lin Shuo, this is a bit embarrassing.
So Lin Shuo could only put in his strength and suppress himself to the level of the peak of the Nine Realms, and then he activated, raised his spear, and stabbed.
This whole set of movements has been practiced since he was eight years old, and he has to do it tens of thousands of times.
Therefore, the movements are extremely standard, every muscle in the body is perfectly mobilized, and every ounce of strength is properly deployed. The final spear stabbing directly at the opponent's chest, no matter the speed or strength, does not exceed nine. category of the environment.
Fighting so honestly, in fact, Lin Shuo has not experienced it for many years, and it is quite good.
And Saleh dared to let Lin Shuo ten meters away, he was obviously not an ordinary person.
The Mamluk descendant swung Lin Shuo's wooden spear away with a flick of the knife, and then he slammed into Lin Shuo's arms with the knife.
With regard to this move, if it had been left ten years ago, Lin Shuo would have had no choice but to close his eyes and wait for death.
It's just that moment when masters confront each other. Once there is a problem with the choice of the shot, the defeat will be very fast.
Lin Shuo's unremarkable spear just now is a typical way to kill.
If the Lin family really faced the scimitar, they would definitely not fight like this.
Lin Shuo dared to play like this today because he was no longer the Lin Shuo who was at the peak of the Ninth Realm of cultivation ten years ago.
Although his physical strength and speed were suppressed in the Ninth Realm, his ability to process dynamic information was no longer what it used to be, and this thing couldn't release water.
Before fighting against this kind of opponent who was also at the top of the Nine Realms, Lin Shuo had to rely on calculations, using various methods to predict how the opponent would fight in advance, and then target as a whole.
Now he doesn't need to forget about it, just like playing chess, he can dismantle the moves as he sees them, because the reaction speed and thinking speed can completely keep up with the real-time battle situation.
The five senses have already been raised to another level. Saleh's incomparably quick movements at this time, under Lin Shuo's induction, are the Taijiquan performed by the old lady in the park in the morning.
So Lin Shuo came to a conclusion, if he still suppressed the speed and power within the scope of the Ninth Realm with the opponent's sword, then the Lin family's long spear skills really couldn't handle it.
This is called killing, and his game of chess is already dead.
Then there was a "click", and when the surrounding soldiers heard the sound, the battle was over.
The wooden spear in Lin Shuo's hand was forcibly broken into two pieces by him.
A long spear becomes a double spear. The black phoenix spear in Lin Shuo's family is organically attached and can be split into two short spears at any time. The wooden spear had no mechanism, so Lin Shuo simply snapped it off.
Immediately afterwards, the wooden stick in his left hand supported the opponent's knife against his throat, and the tip of the short spear in his right hand hit the heart of the opponent's left chest.
Lin Shuo used this strategy more than once. He also used this method against Zhang Jin before, using a long spear to lure the enemy, and a two-handed short spear to win.
However, it was different from Zhang Jin's fight. This time he was on someone else's territory. If he won the battle at this time, he might lose the matter.
So after a successful move, Lin Shuo hurriedly took three steps back. In the eyes of others, the two sides seemed to be at odds, and they couldn't see clearly what happened in the middle.
They only saw one result, that is, the spear in Lin Shuo's hand was broken, while the dagger in Saleh's hand was unharmed.
This is called winning or losing.
The leader of the hunting gate clasped his fists and cupped his hands: "The descendants of the Mamluks are really extraordinary. I lost the spear against the scimitar."
There is nothing wrong with Lin Shuo's words, because it is true that he did not win with long spears, and he won with two-handed short spears.
And Saleh knew what happened, after all, his chest was still aching. He stroked his chest slightly, bowed slightly, returned the gift, and said solemnly, "The successor of the Lin family lives up to their reputation."
Lin Shuo smiled, walked a few steps to the left, and came to the soldier who lent him the wooden spear.
"Sorry, the spear is broken, but don't ask me to settle the bill." Lin Shuo returned the two wooden poles in his hand to the man, then pointed to Saleh: "He broke it, you can ask him for it." pay."
The soldier was a little at a loss, while the muscles on Saleh's face twitched, and he said dumbfoundedly: "I will pay."
"That's good." Lin Shuo nodded, and suggested to the Mamluk heir, "Then let's talk about things first?"
Saleh turned sideways, stretched out his hand to lead to the room behind him: "I also invite Chief Lin to enter the room to discuss matters."
"It's easy to say."
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