The originally quiet square became even quieter now, only the occasional sound of wind blowing was so clear.
Meng Yu stared blankly at the ground on the square, no more than 200 pieces of wood that were broken in half, and then looked back at the old man Gongsun, Meng Yu didn't know what expression he had at this time , but he knew that it must be an extremely surprised expression.
Ye Zhuang also told him before that the old man Gongsun used to be a senior swordsman, but after seeing the old man Gongsun, even if Meng Yu didn't have the habit of judging people by their appearance, he didn't think that the old man Gongsun still had any strength, because, Ye Zhuang Also said, it used to be.
However, the combat power displayed by the old man Gongsun at this time is probably not much better than that of an intermediate swordsman. At least, Meng Yu can't do such a movement at this time.
This is not simply splitting a hundred wooden figures into pieces with one sword, but splitting a hundred wooden figures into two identical halves with one sword. Even the neat incisions are exactly the same. This requires not only strong strength , but also need the same terrifying control.
Returning the long sword to Meng Yu's hand, the old man Gongsun covered his mouth and coughed a few times, came to the edge of the square, and sat down on the ground.
"This is the power of Shixiu. All things in the world have power. Since they have power, they can naturally take advantage of it." The old man Gongsun's expression was full of indescribable pride, and his eyes had a look that people couldn't look directly at. But this look only lasted for a moment, and his face darkened again.
"If it was my heyday, I could turn all these logs into powder. How could it be like now, I can only do this to this extent, I am really old!"
Meng Yu on the side rolled his eyes, getting old
If this kind of behavior is considered old, how should he deal with himself
Meng Yu stared at the old man, looked at the old man's pale face, and the look of disappointment on his face that didn't look like a disguise, that is to say, the old man Gongsun didn't mean to brag, did he
Is it really like what he said, he can knock a hundred wooden people into powder with one sword? What kind of power should that be
"The biggest difference between a high-level swordsman and an intermediate swordsman is the comprehension of the power of heaven and earth. In fact, if you want to break through from a high-level swordsman to a great swordsman, the most important thing is to understand the power of the world. It’s like taking a shortcut, starting to cultivate momentum in the early stage of cultivation, once you really master the momentum, not only can you have unimaginable combat power, but the subsequent cultivation will be even smoother.”
The old man Gongsun let out a long sigh, put away the look of decline on his face, and then said to Meng Yu seriously: "Remember the sword I just made, if one day you can use this sword, then you are far away from me. A senior swordsman is not far away."
Hearing the old man Gongsun's words, Meng Yu patted his head, took the long sword in his hand and returned to the square again, then closed his eyes and recalled the sword of the old man Gongsun. .
It has its shape first, and then its spirit. Meng Yu's mind came up with what a high school art teacher said in a class, and he couldn't help smiling: "If this art teacher also comes to this world, maybe he can become a master." .”
Looking at the young man standing in the middle of the square with his eyes closed, stabbing out a sword or two from time to time, occasionally causing a little wind noise, and occasionally not changing anything, the old man Gongsun smiled again showing his big yellow teeth, only this time, he had just sucked As soon as the wind came in, it turned into a series of coughing sounds.
After coughing for a while, the old man Gongsun stopped. After taking a look at Meng Yu, he got up and limped away, probably because he was afraid that his cough would disturb Meng Yu.
It's just that the leaving back, the indescribable loneliness!
When Meng Yu returned to the city wall again, the soldiers who saw him were all refreshed. Under Ye Zhuang's leadership, the already high morale had been raised again.
The scene of Meng Yu fighting with the junior sword master yesterday was not only seen by the soldiers and mercenaries who went to support, but also many soldiers in the distance witnessed that amazing scene. After all, the momentum of the two people fighting , but it is a bit big.
The soldiers of the Reynolds Empire, who originally worshiped the strong, were naturally excited, and Meng Yu was like a tumbler. Since he appeared on the city wall, he has never stopped every day. Hope average.
Unknowingly, Meng Yu became an existence like Ye Zhuang. If I had to use one word to describe them, I think it should be "spiritual leader".
Today, Meng Yu didn't turn into a ghost to wander around the city wall again, but walked back and forth on the city wall slowly like a stroll in the garden, and then stabbed a sword from time to time, as if there was no one else around.
However, it is this kind of seemingly careless walking, the effect obtained is not as bad as the effect of becoming a ghost a few days ago.
It’s just that Meng Yu felt a little strange today. He obviously felt that the attack strength of the Morin Empire was getting lower, so he fought all afternoon, and he couldn’t even find a decent opponent. Meng Yu, who was eager to try his new moves, couldn’t help feeling a little bit Not happy, there is a feeling of not being happy.
But soon, this displeasure turned into worry: "Could it be that the Morin Empire has exhausted its soldiers after so many days of attacking the city? Or is it that the Morin Empire is about to give up after being unable to attack for a long time?"
He stopped and came to the battlements. Meng Yu looked in the direction of the Morin Empire army, and saw that the cavalry and magician regiments were still in order, without any sense of panic, and those who were used as cannon fodder for the siege The infantry phalanx was also seen.
And behind these armies, there is still a large area of darkness, that is to say, the Molin Empire still has spare power. On the other hand, the Reynolds Empire, after more than a month of defending the city, although with the help of the city wall, the loss is greater than that of Molin. The empire is much smaller, but, after all, the number of soldiers in the Reynolds Empire is much smaller. Most of those who are still standing on the top of the city are wounded, and many more will never be able to stand on the top of the city.
"Since it's not a shortage of troops, and it doesn't seem to be a sign of retreat, then what does the Morin Empire want to do?" Meng Yu stood on the top of the city, meditating in his heart, and an inexplicable sense of danger shrouded Meng Yu's heart.
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In the Morin Empire military camp, in a luxurious tent sewn from snow wolf skins, five mages and five warriors lined up in two rows, standing quietly in the tent.
Those five magicians are the heads of the five magician groups, that is to say, these five people are at least all magicians.
Then, shouldn't the five warriors standing opposite them be at least junior sword masters? If Meng Yu was here, he would definitely recognize that one of the five warriors was the middle-aged tiger rider who intercepted them last time, but today, his tiger went somewhere.
However, such a person is actually only standing in the tent, then, what are the identities of the two people sitting on the main seat of the tent? These people are not going to attack the city, why are they staying here
On the only two seats in the tent, the owner was already seated, a magician and a warrior obviously.
The magician was stroking his chin, staring blankly at the front, as if the other people in the tent were completely out of his sight. It seemed that he was thinking about something.
This is the real commander of the Molin Empire army this time, the vice president of the Molin Empire Royal Magician Academy, the earth magician-Runtu, perhaps this name is not prominent among the common people, but in the Molin Empire military However, this name is a unique existence. In the army, he has a nickname - Morin Killing God. He may be regarded as the one who kills the most among the magisters in the whole continent.
However, I don't know what happened to make Runtu, who is a magister, so embarrassed.
"Now, why are you still hesitating? The Renault Empire and the Tianling Empire are fighting so fiercely. Last time our Tianling Empire sent all the masters to fight against the Renault Empire's masters. At this time, even if they want to send people Come to support, I'm afraid I dare not."
"Your Morin Empire has already lost tens of thousands of troops. Do you really want to let the blood of your Morin Empire soldiers be shed here?"
At this moment, a hoarse voice broke the silence in the tent. It was the old man sitting in another seat who spoke.