Since Lu Bing got Huang Duxian's guarantee, he no longer hesitated, so he didn't say anything.
Today's scenes can no longer tolerate him to retreat.
Seeing that Lu Bing didn't mean to admit defeat, Arak Khan gave a cold snort and called out the warrior he had arranged for Huang Duxian to carry.
A big man with five big and three thick came out and came to the front of the Ming army, with a bulging waist. Lu Bing and Huang Duxian looked at each other and saw that it was a weapon like a short blade. Lu Bing winked at Huang Duxian and reminded Huang Duxian that Arak Khan wanted to mess up again.
Huang Duxian smiled slightly at Lu Bing, calming his heart, meaning that he had already planned, and then said loudly to Arak Khan: "Let's start?"
The Ming army retreated three miles, so the distance between the two armies was about four or five miles.
During this time, Lu Bing was still worried. The sweaty BMW claims to travel eight hundred miles a day. This short distance, I am afraid that it will only take a dozen of a few clicks to finish...
People who don't practice martial arts can run half the speed of a sweaty BMW, which is already a scud among ordinary people. Martial arts people, after years of training explosive power, power-generating skills, light-weight kung fu, etc., can reach the sweaty BMW speed when sprinting is already considered a master. Even if Huang Duxian is very talented and good at it, he can maintain this explosive speed for a long time, but what about a strong man on his back
But the matter has come to this point, I can only trust Huang Duxian... I believe that his light work is really like the legend, and he can run for hundreds of miles overnight.
When Lu Bing secretly figured out, Arak Khan's knight was already on the opposite side and was ready to take his place.
Huang Duxian also came to the brawny man, the brawny man hugged his shoulders and stared at Huang Duxian.
Huang Duxian smiled slightly, and with a flick of his finger, a silver thread had been wrapped around the strong man's neck. It was the unique weapon he used to subdue my answer.
The brawny man couldn't help but furious, and touched his hand to his waist, but he felt empty.
I saw Huang Duxian stretch out his back, and a horned knife was spinning around in his hand.
Huang Duxian smiled faintly, hissed, and whispered to the brawny man in Mongolian: "No matter what your sweat instructs you, you'd better give up first. Do you recognize this thread? If you dare to move, the old man will move his finger. , You can cut off your head, anyway, carrying a living person to the end is the same as carrying a corpse to the end. If you are honest, when the old man puts you back, he will return the knife to you."
The strong man was full of anger, but he was helpless.
Seeing that the strong man did not object, Huang Duxian picked up the strong man on his back, and the strong man lay down on Huang Duxian's back.
I saw Huang Duxian’s legs one after the other, his hands on the ground, his back arched, his knees slightly arched, and he assumed a strange posture. Lu Bing took a closer look and found that Huang Duxian’s toes penetrated deeply into the ground without knowing when. in.
The sweaty BMW and rider on the opposite side are also ready.
Seeing that both parties were ready to take their positions, Arak Khan shouted: "Start!"
The Mongolian rider vibrated and drove his horse. The sweaty BMW immediately took a step, but it had just started and had not had time to accelerate.
He only heard Huang Duxian shout, and Lu Bing aside suddenly felt a blast of air.
Huang Duxian exerted force with both hands and feet at the same time, and it flew out with a bang, like a red cannonball out of the chamber. And his legs exploded with great power, pushing the grass out of two big pits!
Lu Bing is overjoyed!
This is Huang Feier's true strength, but this "fly" is not the kind of light and light exercise that Huang Duxian usually displays. It's a cannonball out of the chamber, a flying fire, a sharp arrow that leaves the string!
This is the ultimate display of power and speed!
The sweaty BMW over there just raised his speed. Huang Duxian had already rushed out nearly half a mile. His legs were like pile drivers, striking the ground quickly and alternately. When the earth returned to him, he used lightness again. The body exercises make the body rush forward as light as a swallow, and his feet will slam on the ground again without waiting for the strength to be exhausted.
Huang Duxian had already ran for nearly two miles between a few snaps. At this time, the sweaty BMW also raised the speed and entered the running state. It was immediately obvious that the real speed of the sweaty BMW was faster than Huang Duxian, who was carrying a strong man on his back.
The sweaty BMW is running very beautifully, and the muscle lines are full of explosive power! For an instant, Huang Duxian and the sweaty BMW passed by. At that moment, Lu Bing was in a trance, feeling that Huang Duxian and the sweaty BMW were running so similar.
The same is the limit of speed and strength!
Huang Duxian started faster and accelerated the advantage brought by, in the back two miles, he was almost leveled by the sweaty BMW, and the two sides reached each other's camp almost at the same time.
And this weak advantage was once again used by Huang Duxian. Huang Duxian used the advantage of arriving a little earlier and the advantage of a small body to make a turn. With a spin, he turned around and ran to his camp before the sweaty BMW.
Huang Duxian ran less than five feet away, and the sweaty BMW also turned his head and ran to his camp.
Although Huang Duxian has skillfully used his advantage several times, he temporarily leads the sweaty BMW. However, everyone present had already felt that the sweaty BMW just ran away and was still accelerating at this time!
Huang Duxian and the sweaty BMW passed by almost in the middle again!
If there are no accidents, the sweaty BMW will win, and the Mongolians... will win...
And at this moment, the accident actually happened, but it didn't happen to the sweaty BMW and the Mongolian knight on it, but to Huang Duxian.
The strong Mongolian man on Huang Duxian's back ignored the threat of death and suddenly made a sudden profit! Suddenly affected the rhythm of Huang Duxian's running! Huang Duxian made a decisive decision, and the silver thread cut into the brawny man's neck. Although it was not severed, the strong man's head still fell softly, obviously dead. The blood soaked the clothes behind Huang Duxian and flowed down the collar to his chest.
Huang Duxian didn't have time to take care of it, but the brawny's troubles still affected his speed, and the last advantage between him and the sweaty BMW disappeared.
At this time, the two sides were only less than half a mile away from their camp, which is the end of each other.
Just when everyone thought the overall situation was settled, Huang Duxian unexpectedly shouted again before Lu Bing had come and was considering how to end it!
The legs speed up again, and the footwork is changed!
Just alternate back and forth, the way of kicking the legs forward with big strides, just in the rhythm that was just disrupted, turned into a big stride, and stepped out in one step, it was nearly ten feet! It seems to be a bit slower, but it is actually faster!
"This is..." Lu Bing looked familiar, and then thought, slapped his thigh, and said loudly, "Eight steps to catch the cicada!"