Chapter 690: Divine Arithmetic
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Lin Jilei snorted coldly, and retreated to Zhang Gan's side in a daze, although he was not convinced, he was powerless to fight because of the churning blood and qi all over his body.
Wang Junlin's eyesight is so clever, and he knows that Lin Miaoru's skills are far better than Lin Jilei. However, it would be good if he could retreat from the enemy like this, pondered for a while, and said: "A word is a certainty, if you can't win in the next three moves, let Luo Ghost be caught with his hands tied, and never break his word." ”
Everyone on Zhang Qian's side immediately laughed and laughed, obviously thinking that Wang Junlin was beyond his strength.
The Fenhe Gang and the other travelers also buzzed, psychologically, they were all on the side of Wang Junlin, who was in the same boat, and they were also worried and sorry for his unwise decision.
You must know that the "femme fatale" Lin Miaoru is a famous master in Taiyuan City, and she is also a master of the breaking period, and she is in charge of the Taiyuan Casino, and her fame is not easy to win against her, not to mention that she must be defeated in three moves.
"Zheng!"
Lin Miaoru's sword is unsheathed.
Wang Junlin smiled and said, "Wait! ”
Zhang Qian sneered and sneered: "Do you want to regret it? ”
Wang Junlin smiled indifferently: "Don't be excited, senior, I'm just looking to see if I can find someone to borrow a knife to use." ”
The crowd was amazed.
If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools. Even if the knife is made by the same blacksmith, there is a difference in lightness, weight, bluntness and speed. Therefore, martial arts practitioners attach great importance to portable weapons, because if they do not become familiar with the characteristics of weapons for a long time, they will affect the play of strength.
Wang Junlin is now going to defeat the "femme fatale" Lin Miaoru in three moves, the importance of weapons is self-evident, and he even temporarily borrowed a weapon that is not suitable, before he is familiar with the characteristics of the weapon, I am afraid that the number of three moves has passed.
Wang Junlin didn't use the Dragon Bird Knife, and he didn't even carry the Dragon Bird Knife with him, naturally to prevent his identity from being exposed. At this time, the captain of the boat untied his saber, handed it to Wang Junlin, and said, "Brother Tai, let's see if this knife is suitable for use." ”
Lin Jilei snorted coldly, obviously dissatisfied with the ship boss's move.
"Thank you, Boss Du." Wang Junlin took the long knife, slowly pulled out the knife, sheathed the knife on the left and the knife on the right, the sharp essence in his eyes flashed away, turned around and covered Lin Jilei beside Zhang Gan, and said in a deep voice: "No matter now."
What is the outcome of the matter of heaven, this matter has nothing to do with the Fenhe Gang. If I lose, I am not qualified to speak. But if you win by luck, and your Taiyuan gambling house is looking for trouble with the Fenhe Gang afterwards, I hereby make an oath that no matter how big or small the matter is, I will take your life. ”
When he pulled out the knife from the sheath, a fierce knife aura suddenly emanated from the center of the long knife, attacking the enemy like an undercurrent, and with his arrogant and categorical words, Zhang Qian's pupils shrank slightly, and his heart was awe-inspiring.
Lin Miaoru, the "femme fatale" who bore the brunt of the attack, changed his face slightly, he never thought that someone could use the momentum of drawing a sword to send out such a powerful momentum, and he couldn't help but take a step back, swing the sword style, and fight against the opponent's invisible and substantial huge sword qi.
Zhang Qian was also discolored.
Lin Jilei was even more chilled by Wang Junlin's eyes, and when the sword qi surged, he had to take two steps back, and he didn't even dare to say anything to refute for a while.
Wang Junlin knew that he had deterred Lin Jilei, and his eyes turned to the "femme fatale" Lin Miaoru, and the blade pointed at him.
Something strange happened.
The sword aura that had enveloped everyone on Zhang Gan's side just now suddenly converged, and all of them shrouded Lin Miaoru alone.
Zhang Qian was shocked after all, and shouted: "Miaoru retreat!" ”
As he spoke, he reached out and pulled out the dust.
At this time, everyone knew that Wang Junlin's martial arts were strong, and I was afraid that it was far beyond Zhang Qian's imagination, which made him lose confidence in whether Lin Miaoru could take the other party's three moves.
Lin Miaoru's identity and status are there, and her personality is stubborn, how can she admit defeat without a move, gritted her teeth and shouted: "Master, don't worry!" ”
The long sword conjured up a heavy sword shadow, and the anti-guest was the main one, and it struck suddenly, overwhelmingly spilling towards Wang Junlin, which was also full of might.
Wang Junlin and Nie Xiaoyu learned the magic of arithmetic, not only to predict the opponent's moves in advance, but also to calculate the opponent's mind accurately, so that intentionally or unintentionally, lead the opponent's nose.
Therefore, Wang Junlin's every action and every sentence just now was targeted, and finally forced Lin Miaoru to take the initiative, and this is exactly what Wang Junlin wanted, because if Lin Miaoru kept on the defensive, he really couldn't guarantee whether he could defeat the other party within three moves.
Lin Miaoru was forced to take a step back by Wang Junlin's inexplicable sword qi at first, and just stood firm, how did she know that the other party could gather all the sword qi on herself, and when she landed, she was in chaos, if she didn't counterattack, she had only one way to retreat, she did know that she was suffering, she also thought about focusing on defense, and even if she won after resisting three moves, but in the momentum confrontation, she was completely defeated, and she took the initiative to take action unconsciously. However, at this time, she also knew in her heart that she was definitely not Wang Junlin's opponent, and she just hoped to use the sword technique to survive the three moves.
Masters compete, if the ambition is taken away and the confidence is damaged, the skill will naturally be greatly reduced, and Lin Miaoru is falling into the trap carefully laid by Wang Junlin.
Lin Miaoru can take care of the Taiyuan gambling house for the Wang family, and her intelligence is obviously not weak, but the gap between her and Wang Junlin in terms of combat awareness is too big.
Zhang Qian raised the dust and chased after Lin Miaoru, intending to join the battle circle, but it was already a step too late. Wang Junlin took half a step back, and the knife in his right hand drew a beautiful arc in the air, and the heavy knife slashed into the air.
Lin Miaoru's sword momentum seemed to be sucked by him all at once, leaving only a virtual posture of tangible and incorporeal, and he also looked like he was going to rush to his knife to die, and his soul was scattered, how could he care about the number of three moves, and hurriedly withdrew his sword and retreated.
Zhang Qian followed her in and out, passed by, and whisked the dust with the true strength of the whistling to Wang Junlin.
Wang Junlin was called lucky, he just performed the magic of arithmetic, and barely judged the direction of the other party's sword, and scared this femme fatale back without bloodshed, at this time, seeing the dust swept away, he didn't want to use the trick of the Spring and Autumn Sword Technique, and spied Zhang Qian's strongest point that slashed away.
"Poof!"
Zhang Gan's dust whisk was cut right by Wang Junlin's seemingly random knife, and all the subtle changes were sealed at the same time, and a sword aura that could not be resisted came through, and he snorted, although he was not convinced to the extreme, he still had to be repelled.
Wang Junlin's simple long knife slashed directly, but in Zhang Qian's eyes, it was extremely clever, and he only felt that he was both offensive and defensive, and there was no flaw at all.
With Zhang Qianzhi's ability, he also felt that attacking again under such circumstances would be a humiliating end, so he continued to take a step back for a while to dispel the idea of counterattacking.
At this time, the two sides returned to the situation of the initial confrontation.
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