"Huh?" the monk was puzzled, "It's all under his control?"

The guru said, "This man is more clever than anyone present! That hunter is clever and has all the qualities of a hunter: patience, cunning, and prudence. But he also inevitably inherited the hunter's shortcoming, which is to be too focused. ”

"Too focused? Isn't that a plus?"

"Well, it's good for prey, but it's different for people. For himself, he was too focused on his identity as a hunter, and he saw everyone in the arena as his prey. So when he came on the field, his pace was fast but not chaotic, and he landed silently, and this just revealed the information to the ghost. Therefore, as soon as he came to power, Oniyuko began to lay out. First, as he intended, play the role of a prey. When he came up, he attacked violently, leaving the hunter to work at ease, and when he came again, the ghost pretended to be exhausted, let the hunter be tempted, and finally waited for the hunter to think that he had closed the net, and gave him a fatal blow. Of course, there are countless details and thoughts in this process. The second is to focus too much on the enemy's reaction, as for the rest, you can't even determine the real blood and fake blood in the end, how focused do you say he is!"

"Well, I was wondering how his mouth could fit so much watermelon and tomato juice. It turned out to be real blood! This ghost ghost is so complicated. ”

"Haha! Complicated is a good word. Do you think he's seriously injured now, or is he slightly injured?"

The monk looked at it, scratched his bald head, and said uncertainly: "If it is true blood according to what I said just now, he should be seriously injured." But he talked and laughed, and he didn't look like he was hurt at all. ”

"Well! That's what's complicated about him! The stupid ones will believe him on the surface, and the smarter ones, seeing how quickly he changes, will say that although he has a strategy, he is anticlimactic and not cautious enough, and will regard this as his shortcoming, but is that really the case?

"It doesn't matter if he's hurt or not, just come up and fight. ”

The guru said, "This is a kind of psychological suggestion, you fight him with all your might, and suddenly his strength weakens, and you will naturally think that he is injured, and you will not think that this may be his trick to lure the enemy." ”

"Oh! It turns out that there is still this layer of function! This person is too complicated!" The monk touched his bald head again, and the second monk was really confused.

At night, Duanwang's Mansion. Duan Wangye, Mobei Wangye and several other people sat at the same table.

The swordman stood behind the king.

Duan Wang said: "Abduma, you can also sit at the table! There are no outsiders today, so there is no need to be restrained." ”

"Yes, thank you, Lord Wang!" the swordsman sat down at the bottom of his head.

The prince of Mobei said: "This ghost is really not simple! In the end, he can turn defeat into victory!"

Duanwang drank a glass of wine and said, "This person has always given me the feeling that it is not simple! It seems that his behavior is rough, and he doesn't care about everything. However, it feels like everything that has happened recently seems to be related to him, which is unintentional and intentional, and it always feels less simple. Alas, this time it's a treasure for that guy from Mo Nan!"

The prince of Mobei nodded, and asked the swordsman instead: "After these days of observation, what do you think you have a chance of winning?"

The knife man thought for a moment: "About fifty percent!"

"Oh?" asked King Duan, "why did it drop by 10%?"

For some reason, the knife man's mind suddenly flashed the image of that night: the night was as dark as paint, a man was isolated, and there were severed limbs all around. Suddenly, two blood-red essence rays burst out!

The knife man's heart trembled!

Looking back on it to this day, I can't even suppress the fear in my heart!

"I always felt that this man didn't fully show his strength. ”

"Well, that's what I thought!" Duanwang nodded.

The prince of Mobei smiled: "Then what's the matter! Fifty percent of the odds of winning are enough! The other fifty percent of the prince has already settled for you!"

One of them also smiled and said: "Yes! If the prince is here, you have an eighty percent chance of winning! In total, you have a thirty percent more chance of winning!"

"Haha!" Duanwang laughed, "This is too much! The key is to look at Abduma." However, Abdul Ma, you just have to fight with confidence, and leave the rest to me! Heh! When you come to my territory, you are the king of heaven, and you have to bow to my feet!"

At the Monan Station, the man in black sneaked in secretly and went straight to the window of the ghost child's room. The ghost ghost was sitting in meditation and pranayama, as if he didn't realize it, and suddenly heard the sound of breaking the air!

"Hidden weapon!"

Oniyuko flipped backwards and rolled under the bed, thinking it was cover. The Assassin failed to struck a single blow, and broke through the window, throwing a string of darts under the bed. Oniyuko jumped to her feet and headed straight for the Assassin, trying to close the distance between her and the Assassin so that she could limit her use of hidden weapons and change the passive situation. Seeing this, the assassin pulled out his dagger and dealt with the iron fist of the Ghost Guyo. After a few rounds, the Assassin was already down. The Assassin rolled over with a harrier and tried to distance himself. How could the ghost ghost be as he wished, so he wanted to be entangled. A series of thistles smashed in the face! The ghost ghost boy waved his sleeves, took the hidden weapon, and then fixed his eyes to see that the person was no longer there. Kiyuko walked quickly to the window and saw her walking over the wall.

"Oh!

At this time, the guards rushed over to arrest the Assassin.

Oniyuko smiled: "The people have already run away! The prince also rushed to hear the news, expressed his condolences, discussed it again, and did not leave until late at night.

At the same time, the Golden Hidden Temple was also attacked, but this one was not with a hidden weapon, it flew directly into the sky. The mighty palm qi rushed open the doors and windows as soon as he opened the door, and went straight to the meditating monk! The monk intended to guard the dantian, and the luck was all around, and the Buddha's magic trick:

Golden bell jar - now!

With a bang, the attacker's mouth splashed vermilion, and he retreated several feet! Ran the monk sat firmly on the futon, not moving like a mountain.

"Ah, it's the Guru!"

When the people came to see this, they didn't care about anything, so they got up and ran.

Duanwang's Mansion, the banquet is over. Everyone was in the back garden, admiring the moon and talking, but they didn't see the figure of the knifeman. At this time, the housekeeper came over and reported to King Duan. Duan Wang Ye nodded and said, "Well, I know! Let them recuperate, go!"

The prince of Mobei asked, "How is the matter?"

Duan Wang smiled: "It's okay! Although I haven't found out the monk's situation, the ghost ghost is probably not lightly injured!"

"Heh, I'll just say how can he be safe! This guy is very cunning!" said Mobei Wangye.

"Well, it's a pity! no matter how cunning the fox is, it will show its tail!" Duan Wang looked like he was in control.

"That's! Who can escape the palm of the prince! ”

"Ha! Tomorrow you won't die, but you will be crippled!"

On the third day, sure enough, the ghost ghost drew lots to draw the monk, and the knife man faced the younger brother of the king of Weijiang.

In the first game, the knife man is against the master of Weijiang. The Weijiang master uses a sword, which is slightly shorter and richly decorated. The most eye-catching thing is the scabbard, the shining gems, the carved agate, and the huge pearls, which make everyone present smack their tongues and admire.

The two took to the field. The Weijiang master glanced at the swordsman, chuckled, and slowly drew out the short sword: "I lost to you last year, and I will let you taste defeat this year!"

The knife man was expressionless, and he pulled out the Molong knife, a horizontal, and the knife intent was cold!

The master of Weijiang threw his short sword and took the lead in attacking. The swordsman swung his sword and met him.

The short sword is flexible and treacherous, and the path is unpredictable, and the big sword is relaxed and relaxed, thick and fine. For a while, the two were entangled together, and it was difficult to inseparate.

How can the knife man have strong sword strength and exquisite moves, and after dozens of rounds, he has steadily suppressed the Weijiang master.

"It seems that it is a matter of time before the Weijiang master fails!"