Why has he never practiced the whip method at all, but he can play a set of routines that can deal with Guan Yu?

Even Liu He himself couldn't figure out this question.

There were too many doubts, which made Liu He feel upset.

He quickly realized this, and his previous experience of facing the enemy in the battle had taught him that the more critical the moment, the more calm he had to be in order to deal with it calmly.

Liu He adjusted his breathing, closed his eyes, and calmed down.

In his mind, a figure suddenly popped out, although he couldn't see the appearance clearly, but every movement was clearly visible.

That person was also holding a long whip in his hand, and Liu He soon discovered that the move he had inadvertently used just now was exactly the same as this person.

Liu He wanted to see who that person was, but the more he wanted to know, the more blurred that person's face became.

At this moment, Liu He only felt a strong wind coming, and he immediately reacted, Guan Yu's Qinglong Yanyue Knife had arrived.

Liu He didn't have time to care about who the person in his mind was, he opened his eyes suddenly and looked at Guan Yu who was rushing towards him.

This knife is obviously more rapid than the knife at the beginning, Liu He didn't dare to underestimate it, raised the spirit of twelve, and prepared to attack with all his might, but found that he seemed to suddenly become unable to use a long whip, and he couldn't think of any of those smooth moves just now.

Seeing that Guan Yu was about to be killed, Liu He had no way to deal with it, he desperately recalled that the moves he used inadvertently just now, even if it was one and a half moves, but no matter how hard he tried, it was all in vain.

And the harder he tried to think, the more his mind went blank.

Suddenly, Liu He had an idea that was so bold that even he was a little scared.

Contacting everything that happened just now, Liu He seemed to have found a pattern.

The more he cared about this contest and focused all his attention on the long whip in his hand, the more he couldn't use a single move and a half.

On the other hand, the more he didn't care about Guan Yu in front of him, and the more he didn't care about the Qinglong Glaive in the other party's hand, the more he could deal with it, and the more clever he was.

Thinking of this, Liu He gritted his teeth, and when Guan Yu's big knife fell head-on, he closed his eyes again.

This kind of behavior, which is almost equivalent to suicide, needs to overcome the strong fear in his heart, Liu He's face instantly turned pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

But he still gritted his teeth, even if he had already sensed that Guan Yu's Blue Dragon Glaive Knife was close to him, he still closed his eyes tightly.

Finally, Liu He saw the picture he wanted to see the most.

The person wielding the long whip appeared in his mind again, Liu He didn't have to care about how powerful Guan Yu's knife was, and he didn't even need to control his body, he just needed to stare at the person wielding the long whip in his mind, and the long whip in his own hand would naturally swing the same moves as that person.

Liu He's face gradually became ruddy, and he returned to his original complexion, and after a set of whipping techniques like flowing water, the figure of the person in his mind slowly disappeared.

Liu He slowly opened his eyes, with a look of satisfaction, mixed with this little bit of unfinished, as if he enjoyed the feeling of moving his body at will and moving at will.

Looking at Guan Yu again, Guan Yu had been forced to retreat by the whole set of tricks he had just made, and he was about to be forced out of the scope of the competition.

Liu He suddenly withdrew his long whip, jumped backwards, landed a few steps away, and looked at Guan Yu with a smile.

A series of ups and downs finally ended in a calm mood, and somehow, by this time, Liu He seemed to have completely left everything behind.

He no longer dwells on the outcome of the outcome, let alone the outcome of the aftermath.

At this moment, he only has this competition in his heart, and he has nothing to do with winning or losing, just enjoying the indescribable subtlety between one move and one style.

Suddenly, there was a cheering shout around the schoolyard.

Liu He frowned slightly, glanced around, and looked at Guan Yu suspiciously.

Guan Yu poked the Qinglong Yanyue Knife in his hand to the ground, holding his long beard, and also looked at Liu He, but he smiled and said nothing.

The enthusiastic soldier just now rushed forward again, stretched out his thumb and said to Liu He: "Sir's martial arts are really powerful, I have been by the side of the second general for several years, and it is the first time I have seen someone who can survive a hundred rounds under him!" ”

Liu He pondered the soldier's words repeatedly, but he couldn't hear that he was praising him.

The soldier seemed to see Liu He's thoughts, scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "I can't speak, don't be surprised, sir." Our people here shout all day long that they want to practice martial arts diligently, and sooner or later, one day, they will have to survive a hundred rounds under the second general's saber. ”

Liu He smiled faintly, feeling that this soldier was quite real, and suddenly felt a little more good.

The soldier continued: "You are definitely different from us, you don't call it a hundred rounds, it's a hundred rounds of equal competition!" ”

Hearing these words, Liu He immediately sweated for the soldier in front of him, and in front of Guan Yu, he praised himself like no one else, and somewhat snubbed Guan Yu on the side.

Liu He secretly glanced at Guan Yu, but unexpectedly found that Guan Yu was not only not angry at all, but looked at the soldier with a smile on his face, and nodded again and again, as if he agreed.

Liu He suddenly understood, it seems that Guan Yu is not the kind of person with a small belly, but he has rarely met opponents in his life, and his temperament has gradually become more arrogant unconsciously, and when he encounters an opponent who can really compete, even if he is at a disadvantage in front of everyone, Guan Yu will not hold a grudge.

Liu Hewan didn't expect that this competition, which originally didn't know how to end, was solved perfectly in an instant because of the rules of the 100 rounds in Guan Yu's camp.

After the competition, Guan Yu's attitude towards Liu He changed a lot, which made Liu He feel a little flattered, Guan Yu had no objection to Liu He's previous proposal to withdraw the army, and directly ordered the army to pull out the camp, return to the Jingzhou camp, collect the armament, and withdraw from Jingzhou in the near future.

For this competition between Liu He and Guan Yu, in addition to those soldiers who feasted their eyes, the most excited were the children of Xiaoshi.

On the way back to Jingzhou Daying from the border, Xiao Shi and Da Hu kept gesturing with their hands, reviewing all Liu He's tricks one move at a time, and when it came to the highlights, the expressions on their faces would become extremely excited.

The little sparrow always listened quietly on the sidelines, and from time to time would show a sweet smile.

Only the youngest little tiger never said a word, sitting in a corner of the carriage, with his head down, as if thinking about something.

"Hey, your brother is alone, what are you doing there?" After being excited all the way, Xiao Shi finally found that there was one person missing from his side, and hurriedly said to Dahu.