Three days passed in a flash.
During these three days, Zhao Changhe and Han Wubing stayed at home to recuperate. Except for Han Wubing going to the blacksmith shop to casually buy a new sword, they even asked the waiter to bring their meals to the house and did not cause any trouble.
As for the Blood God Cult, it was unknown whether it was the effect of Zhao Changhe's last words or Xia Chichi's words that no one was allowed to steal his head, but no one came to cause trouble even though they knew he was in Jianhu City. Other enemies, whether from the Cui family or Listening Snow Tower, did not appear again, and everything was peaceful for three days.
What’s very interesting is that these two people didn’t say a single word to each other during these three days. Han Wubing was not talkative, and Zhao Changhe would have a sour face when he saw him. However, the relationship between the two people became better.
Because Zhao Changhe practiced sword in the yard every day, every time he stepped out of the door, he would see Han Wubing also coming out to practice sword.
That feeling is quite interesting. So it is quite easy to gain the friendship of men, you just need to see that there are people who like the same game or follow the same anime as him.
The two of them practiced swordplay and saber in separate areas. Naturally, they wouldn't reveal any special skills during practice, but everyone had sharp eyes and could see the tricks.
In terms of basic skills alone, Zhao Changhe had to admit that Han Wubing was more solid than himself.
Basic skills require neither intelligence nor physical strength, but years of practice and accumulation. If he practices every day like this, how can he compare to others who have practiced for ten years after only practicing for half a year? The reason why he was better than others before was that people were busy and few people worked hard all the time, and most of them had wasted their time.
Why is Han Wubing faster than others when they both draw their swords
Han Wubing has to practice how to pull the sword out of the scabbard as quickly as possible and launch attacks at different angles hundreds of times every day, and he has been practicing sword pulling for ten years.
Han Wubing's cultivation is higher than his own, and his understanding of swordsmanship, his aptitude for comprehension, and his practical training are definitely not worse than his own. Although he may not have any particularly good swordsmanship, his bloody swordsmanship is not top-notch either...
From this, it can be seen that compared with the outstanding peers on the Hidden Dragon List, I actually have no advantages.
Zhao Changhe found that the people he had been bullying for a long time seemed to be noobs. If the sparring with Yue Hongling was not counted, this seemed to be the first time he had challenged someone on the Hidden Dragon Ranking... and he was likely to lose.
The time spent practicing martial arts is too short... Even if I can find treasures to make up for it after cleansing my meridians and marrow, the accumulation of time still cannot make up for it.
If they want to win, they may have to rely on the might of the Great Xia Dragon Bird. Zhao Changhe, who is used to being the sixth, couldn't help but blush. After all, it was a martial arts competition, which was different from the previous ones. It felt unfair to rely on the advantage of weapons to win.
In fact, he didn't know that Han Wubing was quite impressed when he saw him practicing with the sword. After half a year, he had reached this level, which was simply incredible.
Even before the fight started, they already felt a sense of mutual respect.
“Swish!”
The sword and the knife were put away almost at the same time. The two looked at each other and smiled.
Zhao Changhe asked: "Is your injury completely healed?"
"Yeah." Han Wubing still didn't say much.
"Then why don't you go out for a walk today? He said there was something in Jianhu City, but he ended up staying indoors the whole time. It was a wasted trip."
Han Wubing said, "Just go ahead."
"You just bought a sword casually before, just to make sure you don't have a sword to use. You don't really intend to fight me with this thing that costs only one or two silver coins in the blacksmith shop?" Zhao Changhe pulled him out without saying anything: "Let's go, get a good sword first. I see you are not without money."
Han Wubing: "… We haven't been open for a long time, so we don't have much money."
"I have it, go, go, go."
Han Wubing asked curiously, "You don't have a job, where do you get so much money?"
"I ate soft food before... Oh, the Cui family gave me a lot of Chengyi to express their gratitude for saving Yuanyang. I didn't take too much because it was too heavy, so I took some silver notes that can be exchanged."
Han Wubing turned his head to look at the horse in the yard, then at the knife on his back, and finally at the silver bills that were suspected to be hidden in his arms, his face expressionless.
I was there at the time, why didn’t you want to send him off together
But he did not refuse Zhao Changhe's proposal to give him a sword, and really went out to the street with Zhao Changhe.
Jianhu City is a place where many people gather and there are good and bad people mixed together. Obviously there are many weapon shops, and there are many that can be considered good swords and knives. Han Wubing wandered around the weapon shops for a long time, frowning.
In the past, he didn't have any special requirements for swords, but this time he met an opponent with a good sword, and his sword was cut off, which was a big wake-up call. Moreover, Zhao Changhe's sword was too outrageous, and it was really difficult to fight with an ordinary sword. He knew that Zhao Changhe's intention of taking him out to buy a sword was not to take advantage of the weapon.
Old Zhao is indeed a man. Han Wubing is very grateful and does not intend to be polite with him about money. He saved his life, so what else is missing? Men have many opportunities to repay favors. The problem is that it is really hard to find a sword that can match his sword. Even if it is a few levels lower, most of the time it depends on fighting, and only hope that it can parry a few times when necessary without breaking, it is probably difficult to find. Zhao Changhe also asked the store owner: "Is this it? Is there anything better?"
The shopkeeper looked at the knife on his back and said, "Although I don't know what material your knife is made of, just looking at its size... If you two want to fight this knife, then I suggest you find a heavy black iron sword. Do you think these long swords can be used as hammers?"
Han Wubing: "I don't know how to use the heavy sword..."
"You really want to fight this sword?" The shopkeeper was incredulous: "You want to fight? And then he will help you buy the sword?"
Han Wubing nodded: "Yes."
The shopkeeper looked at Zhao Changhe and muttered, "Silly bird."
Zhao Changhe: "You know nothing... Forget it, let's split up and look for it. The city is so big, I don't believe there are only these few stores."
Han Wubing nodded, and the two of them went their separate ways.
Zhao Changhe himself wanted to go shopping, saying that this kind of city is very interesting... As a result, just as he walked out of the corner of the street, he saw an acquaintance, Wu Weiyang from the Demon Suppression Division.
"From the look of Master Zhao, are you looking for a good sword?"
Zhao Changhe sighed: "Don't tell me you followed me all the way? Or have you been squatting at the door of my inn for three days?"
Wu Weiyang smiled and said, "To be honest, Mr. Zhao... Although I am not watching you personally, I do have subordinates watching you. I heard that you two were out, so I came here for a while."
Zhao Changhe said: "Although we want to find a good sword, we really don't want to ask the Demon Suppression Bureau for it. I think we should just forget it."
Wu Weiyang laughed and said, "Master Zhao, are you afraid of owing a favor to the Demon Suppression Division?"
"I just don't want to get involved any more. Government affairs are the most troublesome, and I'm afraid of the headaches."
"Then Mr. Zhao also said that he wanted Lord Tang to come and see you in person?"
"Because she can't come, so I can only talk nonsense, hahaha..."
"But here she is."
"?" Zhao Changhe's laughter was cut off in his throat, and his eyes widened: "Doesn't she have anything to do? How far is it from the capital to here!"
"Honestly, I don't understand it either." Wu Weiyang sighed, "Since she is here, and Young Master Zhao invited her personally, shouldn't I go meet her?"
Zhao Changhe was silent for a moment, and finally nodded: "Let's go."
"Please come in, Mr. Zhao." Wu Weiyang made a gesture of invitation and led the way.
Zhao Changhe followed behind silently, feeling quite a headache.
He had always avoided the royal affairs. No matter how the old fox of the Cui family hinted at him, he never responded. It was because this matter was too troublesome. Once he was involved, he would no longer be able to live a carefree life.
But we can't just keep avoiding it... Since Lord Tang has really come all the way to visit us in person, he is sincere, and it's time to face it.
Just thinking this, Wu Weiyang stopped and said, "We're here."
When Zhao Changhe looked up, he was stunned.
Isn't this the brothel where I asked the other day, "Is there anyone as good as Tang Shouzu in music, chess, calligraphy and painting?" You told me this is the Demon Suppression Division!
Count how many things I have said to Tang Shouzuo from beginning to end...
"The man Tang Wanzhuang couldn't get."
"Not only am I a gangster, but next time I'll be coveting Tang Wanzhuang! Tell her to wash herself clean and wait!"
Plus this compares her to the prostitutes.
This time we meet... Will I die in an ugly way...
(End of this chapter)