Only a very few people present knew that the speed of Zhao Changhe's knife attack was due to some method that slightly deceived the visual sense.
When people's weapons collide with each other, there must be a predicted intersection point, and the force is at its peak at that time. Just like normal people have a predicted landing point when walking, once they use too much force in advance, they will most likely sprain their ankle.
Strangely enough, Zhao Changhe's knife collided with Batu's knife a little earlier than normal prediction. At this time, Batu's power had not reached its peak, but Zhao Changhe had been planning this for a long time.
At the same time, although Zhao Changhe's sword seemed to be a violent collision, it actually contained a little force dissipation.
His Liuhe Divine Art had always been used to amplify the power of the Blood Evil Art in the past, so he could challenge opponents of higher levels. But at this moment today, he used this part of the power to relieve the force, and a hint of softness was hidden in his extremely strong sword.
It was like a knife cut into the water. The water was still flowing, but the reefs in the water were still rebounding, and Batu's strength was no longer able to withstand it.
Then... Zhao Changhe's knife must have some skills. It is not as old and rusty as it looks on the surface. At least it is better than Batu's knife... The sharp knife energy burst out violently, causing Batu's strength to subconsciously shrink.
The intersection point was estimated incorrectly, the strength was estimated incorrectly, and the weapon was estimated incorrectly. Three mistakes in one attack. How could Batu, who was provoked to the point of wanting to compete with you in strength, not be defeated
He fought in an extremely frustrating way. He was definitely stronger than Zhao Changhe, but he didn't make full use of his strength. He was inexplicably swept away like a naked young wife. He was still in a daze all the way until he was helped away by his tribesmen. He couldn't figure anything out.
Even Yue Hongling didn't know how Zhao Changhe achieved this early intersection, and how he used the two poles of hardness and softness at the same time... It was very strange.
In the crowd, Tang Buqi muttered to himself: "Could it be the Spring Water Sword Technique? How is this possible..."
Those who heard it nearby all looked askance, wondering who could use such a broadsword to perform the Spring Water Sword Technique... It didn't look like it at all.
But no matter how Tang Buqi looked at it, he felt that it was somewhat similar, especially the feeling of the early intersection, which was as if the knife path deceived the vision, and it looked a little slower, but was actually a little faster.
That is to say, there are some skills, but they do not contain the effects of their skills, so there is only a trace, and the knife path is completely different from their sword path, and others certainly cannot see it. But how can Tang Buqi, a potential dragon and core member of the Tang family, not feel it at all
Damn it, you keep calling me your nephew, I thought it was just a malicious verbal attack, don't tell me how much of it is true! If it is true, why are you still chasing Yue Hongling in front of me? I am Tang Buqi, not Tang Buqi!
Zhao Changhe looked around the hall and found Wan Dongliu whispering with his subordinates. Soon, more than half of the Cao Gang members in the hall disappeared quietly. Zhao Changhe knew that Wan Dongliu was determined to take advantage of Chi Li's injury to kill all the aliens.
If this is true, this person seems... okay? Was I too suspicious before
At this time, Prefect Qian suddenly spoke up: "That's exactly what we should do. We should show off our Great Xia's power! Dongliu, bring some people to protect the foreign ethnic market. Don't let anyone disturb the guests and say that we Great Xia have no generosity."
Zhao Changhe clearly saw the fury flashing across Wan Dongliu's eyes, but he lowered his head to suppress it and whispered, "I know."
Prefect Qian stood up with a smile and said, "I am old, and I cannot endure as long as you young warriors. I will go back and rest. Everyone performed very well today. Very good."
He left without even eating. It can almost be concluded that he came here just to support the alien race. He also has no interest in the social banquet with these young warriors.
At this moment, even Yue Hongling's eyes turned cold, and she secretly wondered if there would be one more official on the list of corrupt officials to be killed.
But Zhao Changhe shook his head slightly at her, signaling her not to be anxious. Yue Hongling tilted her head slightly and said nothing.
Zhao Changhe walked over and lowered his voice: "I know you want to die together. People like Chi Li have infinite potential and must not be left alone. Otherwise, he will be a great threat to the Middle-earth in the future, no less than the Khan of the Golden Horde and the Great Shaman at this time. But I don't want to care about such far-reaching things. I just know that you can't die. Don't blame me for being nosy."
Yue Hongling looked at him for a long while and whispered, "You are fighting for my life, how can you not know what is good for you?"
"You are two years younger than him, so you have many opportunities." Zhao Changhe silently handed over a bottle of medicine: "Every time I see you... I always feel hurt..."
Hearing his distressed tone, Yue Hongling found it a little funny.
Although she got injured quite often in her adventures, it was not too frequent. She was injured twice in the past six months. The last time was with Cui Yuanyong, the third in Qianlong, and this time was with Chi Li, the first in Qianlong. These were battles with real opponents, and it was hard not to get injured. As a result, both times she was by his side, allowing him to see her at her weakest, as if it was God's will. What Zhao Changhe took out now was Cui's family's medicine, which was better than Yue Hongling's own. She took it without hesitation and joked, "Are you using Cui Yuanyang's things to pursue Yue Hongling?"
"Huh?" Zhao Changhe was dumbfounded: "No, no, you... I haven't asked you yet, what exactly do you mean by adding drama just now?"
“It’s meaningless.” Yue Hongling blushed slightly, and tilted her head, saying, “I can’t embarrass you in front of others… Anyway, I just talked about the criteria for choosing a spouse, I didn’t say that you can just meet them… There are so many people who meet these criteria…”
Zhao Changhe was speechless: "You think so, but others may not. At least they will think that you have no problem with me pursuing you..."
Yue Hongling thought about it and suddenly laughed: "I have no objection to this."
Zhao Changhe was stunned.
Yue Hongling walked upstairs with her hands behind her back in a playful manner: "There are many people who want to pursue me. That is their freedom. Who can control whether others want to pursue you? Let's go upstairs to eat. We are here for a banquet."
Zhao Changhe scratched his head. What did she mean
If you don’t mind, then I will really pursue her!
Just as he was about to follow her upstairs, Tang Buqi's deadpan face suddenly appeared in front of him: "The knife you used just now, was that the Spring Water Sword Intention? When you blocked my sword that day, I had a feeling..."
Zhao Changhe patted his shoulder and said, "A gentleman is not an instrument. It means that one should not be deceived by appearances, but should look at the essence. There are many things like the Spring Water Sword Intention. How come you are the only one who has it?"
Tang Buqi said expressionlessly: "The appearance is the knife you use, and the essence is the Spring Water Sword Intention."
Zhao Changhe blinked his eyes. This nephew is not stupid...
Of course, stealing someone else's sword skills is a taboo in the martial arts world. If you want to admit it, you have to admit it to Tang Wanzhuang later, and you can't talk nonsense with your nephew. Zhao Changhe rolled his eyes: "If you don't believe it, ask your cousin. What are you guessing here? I just saved you, and you are blocking my way like this?"
Tang Buqi hesitated for a moment and lowered his voice: "I want to invite you to go kill Chili and Batu together. They should live in the Alien Market."
Zhao Changhe was stunned for a moment, and turned to look for Wan Dongliu, but he couldn't find him. He might have gone upstairs. He thought about it, shook his head and said, "They are not stupid. They must have hidden themselves by now. With the prefect covering up, I'm afraid it will be difficult for Brother Wan to find them. By the way, I want to ask you something. I wonder if you have heard of it since you have been in Jiangnan for a long time."
Tang Buqi asked: "What?"
"Is there anyone in the grassland or Jiangnan who wears a mask?"
"… This kind of thing usually only happens to the Four Symbols Sect, and it's quite high-level. You've encountered it? Oh, yes, it's not surprising that the people of the Four Symbols Sect would give you trouble."
Zhao Changhe thought of Suzaku's mask and nodded, "If it's the Four Symbols Sect, whose mask is blue?"
Tang Buqi thought for a moment and said, "It's probably related to water. For example, the Jishuibao and Zhenshuiworm should all be blue."
"Twenty-eight Mansions?"
"Yes, you don't think that the Four Symbols Sect only has the Four Symbols Saints, right? Of course there are Twenty-Eight Mansions spread all over the world, but unfortunately their identities are very secretive and no one knows who they are."
Zhao Changhe pondered for a long time, and suddenly asked: "Before I came here just now, did Brother Wan or Xuan Chong leave?"
"Who cares about this? There's always someone who needs to pee. Why are you asking this? There's nothing you can do with a cup of tea."
Zhao Changhe smiled brightly: "It's okay, nephew, I find that except for being a little silly, you are pretty good in other aspects..."
(End of this chapter)