Although the facts were before his eyes, Chu Yao still wanted to struggle and asked softly, "My lord, have you been drinking?"
"Drink it!"
Chu Yao: “…”
God knows that my master has quit drinking for many years.
Ever since he knew that she was also a unique drunkard, the master stopped drinking and didn't dare to boast that he could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. When Chu Yao occasionally had time, he didn't dare to add more vinegar when cooking for the master, for fear that she would get drunk. At this moment, the master was covered with a strong smell of alcohol. If he said that he drank it accidentally, Chu Yao would not believe it even if he was beaten to death. Who gave the master alcohol? ?
Chu Yao resisted the urge to catch the man and beat him up, but he said helplessly: "My lord, how can you be so elegant as to drink?"
Shen Tang frowned: "You were caught by the bad guys!"
Chu Yao: "...Who gave you the wine?"
Shen Tang said without hesitation: "Oh, Yuan Liang gave it to me."
Chu Yao: “…”
He now even wanted to strangle Qi Shan to death.
But the most urgent task is to appease the drunkard. I haven't seen the lord in this state for two years. No one knows how much she has improved and how much more destructive she is. We are here to negotiate, not to fight, so we can't overturn the negotiation table.
Chu Yao tried desperately to hold down the table that was overturned by Shen Tang.
Take a deep breath and try to keep yourself calm.
He urged: "My Lord, please put down your sword!"
"Let go? I won't!"
Chu Yao said: "But this is a misunderstanding!"
Shen Tang was drunk, but his mind was clear and his thoughts were very clear and organized. He asked back: "Misunderstanding? His detention of you was a misunderstanding? Is it false that he has an old grudge against you?"
Chu Yao was choked by the question: "It's all true..."
"Hmph! If it's true, how can there be a misunderstanding? Wuhui, go to the back!" Shen Tang added a commanding tone to the last sentence. Seeing that Shen Tang couldn't be persuaded, Chu Yao had no choice but to wink at his former childhood friend opposite him.
Commander: “…”
I don't quite understand this look.
He looked at the two people arguing with each other, and felt mixed emotions. Chu Yao, as a subordinate, used "coaxing" to appease his still childish master, which gave him an absurd sense of déjà vu. He thought that the wise master that Chu Yao had set his sights on must be a young and outstanding person with great potential, but when he saw the person in person, he found that he was far from the majestic figure he had imagined.
He is a naughty and reckless boy.
The commander snorted and replied, "So what?"
His voice was not loud, but it could be easily transmitted to Shen Tang's ears through his martial energy, so that everyone could hear it clearly.
Shen Tang heard the commander admit it himself.
There was a faint trace of red under the eyelids of those almond-shaped eyes. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said something cruel and immature: "No matter what, I will beat you so hard that your head will roll on the ground today! I want you to know that my people are not something that anyone can touch!"
Everyone, whether they knew Shen Tang or not, fell silent.
However, the subordinates who followed behind the commander to watch the fun all laughed. It was not that Shen Tang's words were not fierce enough, but that they did not take him seriously because of his ignorant look. It was like the neighbor's naughty child who jumped up and down and shouted "I will beat you to death".
As mature and experienced adults, not making them laugh is the greatest respect they can be shown.
The commander looked at his childhood friend and asked him what he meant. Chu Yao was rubbing his wrist which had red marks left by Shen Tang's grip.
No response!
The main general can only play freely on this side.
He sneered: "With such a small number of people, you want to break through?"
Point your thumb behind you.
He shouted, "Arrogant!"
Negotiations are definitely necessary, but there is no harm in having a confrontation before the negotiations, which can be a good opportunity to curb the other party's young arrogance.
Despite Chu Yao's endorsement, the commander did not believe Shen Tang, especially after seeing him in person.
Hand over Yonggu Pass to such a person
He is willing to believe it, but are the soldiers behind him willing
Shen Tang refuted calmly: "You are short-sighted!"
The two sides have been hurling harsh words at each other to such an extent that it is not a friendly exchange and neither side can back down from the embarrassing situation, so they have to fight.
The commander wanted to pick a confidant to kill him, which would not only severely dampen Shen Tang's arrogance but also save some dignity for him. However, before he could wink at him, his childhood friend spoke loudly, "The commander of Yonggu Pass is quite powerful, so please be careful!"
This statement directly identified Shen Tang's opponent as the main general.
Commander: “…”
He was increasingly unable to understand his childhood friend's actions.
But since he was named, he simply stretched his muscles. The warhorse under his crotch was in tune with him and carried him out leisurely, saying, "No matter what, Mr. Shen is still the governor of Longwu County. There is no need for you and me to fight to the death, which would make the ten treacherous people happy in vain. Why don't we set a range of moves and decide the winner within the time limit?"
This is already a very elegant way of fighting.
I'm giving him this chance because we're childhood friends.
Shen Tang said, "One stick of incense!"
The winner will be decided within a stick of incense!
Commander: “…”
It seems that this lord of my childhood friend is a little too arrogant.
He laughed and raised his hand to order the soldier to bring a stick of incense.
He twisted his fingers and flicked them slightly. With a simple movement, the seemingly fragile incense stick shot out like a sharp blade. With a slight buzzing sound, it sank into the wooden pillar.
The incense stick flickers slightly, and white smoke curls up.
He said, "Please come in, Mr. Shen!"
Shen Tang stepped forward with a calm face and sword in hand.
Seeing this, the commander jumped off his horse, and thought that this scene was too funny. He saw clearly that the governor Shen was a scholar. Although there were some scholars who were as cruel as Chu Yao, no matter how cruel they were, they could not fight against a brave warrior. But this governor Shen wanted to fight with him because of his impulsiveness...
Is there really nothing wrong with Wuhui choosing this person
Jiang Sheng thought so too.
Is it okay for my lord to do this
He tried to stop them but found that his colleagues were calmer than each other. He felt as if he had missed something again.
"What are you hiding from me?"
Jiang Sheng stared at Shen Tang, ready to take action at any time.
Gu Chi thought about it and it seemed that there was no secret anymore.
"No."
Except that the lord is quite good at fighting.
But the fight was about to start, Jiang Sheng would soon know, and there was no need for him to waste words explaining, so he remained silent. Chu Yao was in no mood to answer, his attention was focused on his master and his former childhood friend.
His former childhood friend is very talented.
After more than ten years of absence, the other party stayed in a place like Yonggu Pass, where he had everything he needed to fight, and he had no idea what his cultivation level was. But one thing was certain, his former childhood friend's level should not be higher than that of Gong Xichou.
Hard work determines the lower limit while talent limits the upper limit.
But, nothing is absolute.
It is not uncommon for people to break the limits between life and death.
Shen Tang has grown a lot in the past two years, but compared to the Wudan warriors who are often two meters or more tall, with burly bodies and strong backs, he still looks short. He loses in appearance and momentum, and looks more like an exquisite decoration.
The lord did not want to delay playing house with her.
In his empty hand, the dazzling golden light turned into a big knife.
He just whispered the word "kill" and the blade opened the way, rushing straight towards Shen Tang. The blade was much higher than hers! The people from Yonggu Pass watched the show leisurely, and Jiang Sheng's heart was hanging in his throat.
result-
There was a loud "bang".
The golden light was cut by the snow-white sword light.
Where is Shen Tang’s shadow at the original place
The commander reacted quickly, and was alert the moment Shen Tang moved, but the huge force of the swords colliding still shocked him. This kind of power - it's not like such a weak body can burst out! The impact of the collision between the two swords plowed several cracks on the spot, which was shocking!
If the great strength only frightened the commander, Shen Tang's speed made him feel real pressure, and his neck seemed to be exposed to the opponent's sword at all times.
In just two or three breaths, they had already fought for nearly a hundred times!
Commander: “…”
You call this a scholar of literary mind
The two men separated, and the leader stamped his foot.
The rising martial spirit merged with the original half of the armor, and the whole body was shining with golden light, giving people a sense of "really expensive" at first glance. Every detail of the armor scales was noble, but if you smelled it carefully, you could smell a faint cold and sticky smell of blood. He wore dragon-patterned wrist guards on both hands, shoulder guards, and a waist guard with a ferocious dragon.
The skirt is short, reaching to the knee.
Wearing a pair of soap boots.
People who don't know the truth would think that this guy made a set of armor with pure gold that looks very flashy...
The commander's subordinates were surprised that Shen Tang could hold out for so long under the general's command, but they had never expected that he would use his armor.
It should be noted that when a Wudan warrior transforms into a Wujia, it is basically equivalent to "getting serious". Their general is the fourteenth-rank right-hand man!
this-
Is this an overreaction
Yu Zhubu frowned and looked at him.
With his understanding of the commander, he naturally knew that the other party was not a person who would let him win, especially in a serious occasion like a martial arts battlefield. The fact that the other party had transformed into a martial armor meant that the seemingly weak Shen Jun was really not a good person!
Thinking of this, Yu Zhubu turned his gaze to Chu Yao.
Chu Yao's attention was on Shen Tang.
Ding ding ding—
The clash of weapons produced brilliant sparks.
"Three cups of wine and a promise is made, and the five mountains are nothing in comparison!"
When the commander saw Shen Tang's lips move silently a few times, he guessed that the other party had used the power of words, and his vigilance reached its peak.
But he still underestimated Shen Tang.
This seemingly harmless young man was possessed by mania. He slashed dozens of times in a blink of an eye, each blow heavier than the last. The commander felt the overwhelming force coming like a huge wave, and frowned. He was on the defensive and was forced to retreat repeatedly by the intensive attack. A long footprint was left under his feet. As the footprint got longer, the depth got deeper, and finally it didn't even reach his ankles!
As the martial energy and the literary energy collided and clashed, wreaking havoc on the land around them, everyone was silent, and some even subconsciously held their breath, as if they were afraid that their loud breathing would affect the two people on the field...
The commander does not just defend.
Although he held back, this was just a fight and not a life-and-death duel. There were many unwritten rules about "forbidden moves", but the waves were too big and he was suppressed all the time, which was not a good look for him as the main commander.
There are so many brothers watching behind me.
The commander drew his sword and forced Shen Tang to retreat.
Taking advantage of the momentary gap, the long sword in his hand turned into a bow and arrow, and aimed at Shen Tang's face, heart, waist and abdomen, kidneys, and three inches below the navel. His movements were very sinister. He expected that Shen Tang would dodge the arrow, so he shot out another arrow to block the possible path.
In simple terms -
No matter how fast you are, you will be hit by an arrow.
Chu Yao: “…”
My former childhood friend is still so unsportsmanlike.
However, when you think about how this guy was able to kick someone in the crotch when he was a kid in order to skip classes and avoid being chased by servants, he is not very "honest" when he grows up. What a waste of this intimidating armor! Wearing the most masculine and bright armor, he uses the most despicable and shady tricks! Other onlookers were sweating for Shen Tang, wondering how she would dodge and resolve it...
But unexpectedly, the other person was too lazy to even hide.
With a wave of the sword, the wall of literary energy rose instantly.
He fought against the arrows that were aimed at his vital points, but ignored those arrows that were aimed at blocking his retreat, allowing them to pass by him, with the wind blades they brought lifting his hair at his temples.
Until they hit the ground and exploded with a roar.
"Are you okay?"
Shen Tang asked him.
The commander remained silent.
He was now doubting his past experience.
But Shen Tang would not give him time to think about these things. The two of them changed the location of the confrontation again and again, and the fighting was so fierce that the sand and rocks flew, and the sun and moon were dim. If it were not for the brave warriors and scholars who were all sharp-eyed and sharp-eared, they would probably not be able to see clearly what happened. Although Shen Tang had a cold face, his eyes gradually turned red, and the red under his eyelids seemed to be gradually deepening.
"Then it's my turn!"
The sword made a feint and forced the main general to retreat.
Shen Tang took the opportunity to tap the ground with her toes, and leaped lightly into the air until she reached the highest point. When the force she had borrowed was about to be released, the simple and narrow sword in her hand turned into a longbow nearly as tall as a person. The shape of the longbow was a little strange, and the bow seemed to be wrapped with an exquisite silver dragon. Every scale was so exquisite that it looked like a work of art, with a roaring dragon head and a winding dragon tail.
The moment Shen Tang plucked the bowstring with her fingers, countless dragon scales lit up and transformed into fine silver droplets. As Shen Tang drew the bow without hesitation, each drop stretched to a narrow, short arrow shape. When she loosened her fingers—
The arrowhead broke through the air.
With a buzzing sound and a long silver tail, each arrowhead seemed to have a faint shadow of a dragon circling around it, and it rushed towards the arrows shot from the same bow with unparalleled momentum.
A rough estimate with the naked eye could show that there were at least thousands of these thin silver arrows!
The density of the appearances is so great that it makes one's scalp tingle.
The commander's arrows were smashed into dust without any suspense, and at the same time, the remaining arrows rushed towards the commander with even more ferocious momentum. Seeing this, the commander had no choice but to shoot back dozens of feet to barely avoid the arrows' fire coverage.
Commander: “…”
Something seems to be wrong!
It's not that the attack just now was so powerful...
If it were someone weaker, he might get hit, with dozens of holes pierced through his body, but it was no pressure for him. So where did that subtle weird feeling come from? Just as this thought came to mind, arrows came at him again.
The commander looked at the battlefield that had been plowed countless times by martial energy and was in ruins. Suddenly, he caught something.
etc!
Martial spirit!
The commander's pupils shrank slightly.
His eyes were fixed on the bow in Shen Tang's hand.
Regardless of the shape of this thing, the aura it exudes is indeed the martial spirit of a brave warrior, not the literary spirit of a scholar... But, isn't this Mr. Shen a scholar? That literary seal and the previous confrontation...
Can't fake it!
A huge wave of emotion had already risen in the commander's heart.
The young man in front of me—
Could it be that he is practicing both civil and martial arts
"What are you staring at!"
The young man's murderous voice brought him back to his senses.
Commander: “…”
You can't say, I'm thinking you're a fool, right