Chapter Twenty-Three: Sword Confusion
Early in the morning, Lian was sitting in his office and heard the regular sound of "ding" and "ding" coming from the corridor, like the sound of metal hitting the ground, and Lian frowned. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
The door to the office opened, and a strange man stood in the doorway, his jaw bones were broad, his head was square, his hair was gray, long and unkempt, like a lion, he was short and stocky, his whole body was covered with dark muscle bumps, and he was wearing only a coarse cloth jacket, which looked very rough, but the most surprising thing was that his right knee was completely gone, and he was replaced by a short sword, so there was a "ding" sound when he walked with the concrete floor.
"Wait, wait, don't come in, I don't want my beautiful black walnut floor to be poked with a few holes by your straight-bladed Su Sakura," Lian said quickly.
The man stood at the door, and Lian asked, "Why did the No. 1 Technician of the Northern Realm come to me?" I don't remember what weapons I ordered from you. ”
The man said in an old voice, "I have come to ask for a debt, immortal bird." ”
"Craftsman, don't you know that I never used weapons?" Refining the eyebrows.
"It's not the weapon you ordered, it's the weapon that your apprentice ordered." Craftsman said.
"Red Moon? Lan Ruo? How could they possibly ask you to craft weapons for them? Lian waved his hand again and again.
"Your apprentice naturally please don't move me, it's the order of Lord Qing, Lord Qing gave me a picture, let me create a strange weapon for the child surnamed Lan, that weapon is difficult to manufacture with ordinary forging techniques, I used alchemy to create it, the materials used are very valuable, including Mithril and Cold Crystal Steel, that weapon I have delivered to Lord Qing, Lord Qing said that since this weapon is for your apprentice, then the account should also be counted on your head, so, pay." The craftsman said with his little finger as he plucked his ears.
In ancient times, people used alchemy to refine pills, weapons, precious metals, etc., and there are very few people who know this technology, and craftsmen are one of the few people who are proficient in this technology.
"Lord Qing is back? He has never asked about mundane things, so why should he help my apprentice order weapons...... It's really strange......" Lian was surprised.
"Don't be verbose, pay, I still have to guide my apprentice, I don't have time to chat with you." The craftsman was getting impatient.
"Isn't it just some money, I will be missing you, brother is not short of money, the weapon order is at the door, I will remit the money to your account." Lian said with a cold face.
The craftsman put the order on the ground and left, and after a while, when the footsteps of the craftsman could no longer be heard, the refining monkey hurriedly ran to the door to pick up the order and looked at it, and said sadly: "Damn, is this old boy blackmailing?" It's so expensive, it hurts! ”
Lan Ruo went downstairs today, and the housekeeper told him that he had his package, Lan Ruo was a little inexplicable, I didn't know who would send him the package, and when he opened it, he was stunned, this was the sword he designed, and it was exactly the same. However, the blueprints are still there...... How was this sword made? There was also a small note in the package, which was written in a delicate font: A gift for you, little white rabbit.
"It's ...... That strange young man I met that day? Did he write down my diagram with just one glance, and he actually made the sword. Lan Ruo muttered to herself.
The top 16 matches of the three academies were held in the amphitheater of the school, which was an oval-shaped open arena, surrounded by seven layers of surrounding seats in a stepped manner, and the center of the theater was a stage, which was also oval.
Lei Guang Liz, the dean of the Yanling Academy in the VIP seat, announced the start of the martial arts meeting of the three academies through the amplification magic array.
The first battle of the round of 16 kicked off, the arena stands were full of people, this is a once-in-a-four event, everyone is looking forward to the birth of the strongest in the three academies, Lan Ruo and the three roommates are sitting in the stands to watch the game, and the other three are chattering about the blonde beauty at ten o'clock, and the other three are not thinking about the beauty.
The two people who will fight in the ring, Lan Ruo, don't know each other, and both of them are from the Martial Arts Academy. The slender young man had a slender sword pinned to his waist and several bandages wrapped around his hands, and his eyes were closed as if he were recuperating; Opposite him was a little girl with a flaxen ponytail, with a knife at her waist, and her eyes were as clear as citrine.
"Hey, hey, look, that's the legendary knife sister Nankong, although she looks pure and harmless to people and animals, but it is said that the knife is amazing, according to the peach evaluation, she is a look, temperament, and figure are A-level top grades!" Peach rubbed his hands together and said.
"Who is that man?" Lan Ruo asked.
"How do I know, man." Peach shrugged.
"The male one is the one who is recognized as the No. 1 swordsman in the school, and his swordsmanship is mainly based on stabbing protrusions." Yincai said.
"When did you understand that way, Yincai?" Lan Ruo was a little surprised.
"Knowing yourself and knowing your opponent will win all battles, and you must do your homework." Yincai smiled slightly.
In the ring, Shizuru said in a gentle voice: "Please advise, Nankong-san." ”
Nankong's voice was as cold as a stone: "There is no need to say more polite words. ”
Shizuru closed his eyes and slowly pulled out the sword, the sword body is thin and thin, snowflake-shaped blade, so it is called "snow needle" a word, because the hilt of the sword is engraved with 16 chrysanthemums, also called chrysanthemum text. Shizuru pressed his left hand on the tip of the sword, and his right arm was pulled back to the limit like a bow, and the arm and sword were wrapped with an aqua-blue fighting qi.
Nankong is holding down the handle of the knife with one hand, and the purple thunder fighting spirit gathered on the arm, ready to go, that knife is one of the nine divine works of the day that fell in the north after the war between the north and the eastern island country of the country of the day - May rain, its blade is cast of cold iron, stainless and non-corroded, and water vapor will condense on the blade when exposed in the air, and the water droplets will wash away the bloodstains, just like the spring rain in May.
As soon as the battle gong sounded, the two of them stabbed forward almost at the same time, the distance of ten meters turned to zero in an instant, Jingliu still closed his eyes, and his right hand, which was as tight as a bow, suddenly burst out with powerful power, this was an explosive thrust technique, even a steel plate of tens of centimeters would be penetrated under the powerful thrust of a fifth-order martial artist; And Nankong's sword was drawn by Lan Ruo's eyes and couldn't see clearly, it was a god-fast Juhe slash, and the moment the May rain came out of the sheath, the cold air on the knife came to the face, and the air was actually a thin mist.
"Bell-" The swords intersected, the blue and purple fighting qi collided, and the storm spread out from the intersection of the swords, and the shock wave of this exchange alone was already comparable to the wind system technique above the fourth order, and the first move of the two of them was actually performed with all their might, and they did not dare to hide their secrets at all.
The strong impact separated the two, but the two immediately fought together again, sparks flew everywhere, and the mutual attack of the two swords was extremely fast, and many people could not see the trajectory of the swords, only hearing the dense "ding ding" sword exchange. The sword skills and sword skills of the two are indistinguishable.
Tao swallowed her saliva: "This knife girl's physical skills are really terrifying, this is a girl, she is simply a fierce opponent of martial artists!" ”
Lan Ruo suddenly said in surprise: "That swordsman actually kept his eyes closed all the time. ”
"He's a blind man, and he's fighting entirely by hearing. ”
At this time, Shizuru suddenly stepped back, and threw out three flying knives at the same time, Nankong easily blocked the flying knives with the knife, wanting to continue the pursuit, but after the three flying knives were knocked away, they actually flew back in the air like birds and stabbed Nankong.
Lan Ruo was dumbfounded, like all the unknown students on the field, he didn't know what was going on.
Yincai said: "This is a high-level use of fighting spirit, spirit line operation, this technique has been lost for a long time, I didn't expect to be able to see it today, it is really an eye-opener, you focus the spirit on the eyes, use the spirit pupil to see." ”
Lan Ruo did so, a trace of green light flashed in his eyes, and then he suddenly found that there were many blue filaments in the arena, and the flying knife was controlled by that filament to fly, which was the spirit silk formed by the fighting qi of Jing Liu, and all the spirit threads finally converged on Jing Liu's left hand.
Shizuru uses the tip of his left finger to control the throwing knife to disrupt Nankong, and his right hand uses a character to grapple with Nankong, and the battle mode has also changed to a defensive counterattack type.
The battle between the two lasted for several hours, and finally Nankong was physically exhausted, and the May rain in his hand was blown away, and Shizuru won the victory.
"I don't like that Jingliu, I actually fought a war of attrition with my sister, does this person have any humanity." Momo shouted.
"He judged the form right, he just made the right decision for the win." Yincai said.
Peach was speechless, a little sullen, when did Yincai become so serious and serious? Can you still have a pleasant chat?