On the premise of not being able to see Han Yue, what is the best way to deal with it?

Ling Shucheng remembered this classic proposition that circulated within the army, and at the same time recalled the answer that received the highest number of votes.

Of course, I chose to use the gun to spin Tutu in a circle.

There are still many people who have dreams and vainly try to emulate Han Yue's sword dance, but unfortunately in the end, most of them have to bow to reality. In a barrier-free environment, as long as someone who knows a little about Han Yue's talent, he will never give Han Yue a chance to get close. In principle, the long time before the close movement was enough for the enemy to leave the desired number of guns on the swordsman.

Therefore, knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent and having a small space for "learning" is equivalent to cutting off one of Han Yue's arms first. The other party gives up seventy percent of the advantage to compete with you, and there is nothing to be complacent about if you win.

Unexpectedly, except for a few people who can bargain because of their natural restraint or shit luck, the vast majority of people who started to be complacent in advance eventually had to face the cruel fate of inviting guests to dinner or singing and dancing in front of a group of doors.

At this time, they will know that the title of "grandmaster" carries far more than ridicule.

It takes a lot of money to be a maverick, and some people are indeed born wealthy.

Ling Shucheng naturally wouldn't raise his sword and slash at the air. Those who want to defend themselves against a sneak attack by expanding the attack surface of the South and Vietnam are overlooking.

They are far less fast than Han Yue.

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Han Yue silently jumped to the "peak" of the debris pile on the side, overlooked the back of Ling Shucheng's tense head for a while, and stretched his waist slightly.

If there is no environment that is suitable for the most performance, create an environment that is relatively more conducive to performance.

There are very few people who are willing to use cold weapons to fight him, and the number of people who can really be called "opponents" has to be cut in half, and the one in front of him is not necessarily the strongest, but it must be the most difficult.

Han Yue held the knife in both hands, and had to take out a small object in his pocket with two fingers in an awkward posture and throw it to another corner of the room with a crisp sound. But Ling Shucheng didn't seem to be misled at all, but slowly turned around in the direction where the thing was thrown.

If a person with a particular talent should be called a "genius", then how should he define the person who has no shortcomings at all?

No, there are still shortcomings. This person has no tricks in swinging his sword, and he doesn't have any tricks in doing things, but he does have a bit of a "swordsman" meaning.

Han Yue lightly tapped the back of the knife on the table and chair on the other side, and sure enough, he saw Ling Shucheng tense even tighter, and became vigilant in the direction of the slight deviation.

It is indeed only a slight deviation, and the misleading effect is even worse than Han Yue expected.

Han wanted to applaud him more and more sincerely, but unfortunately, let alone making a sound, stirring up too much dust floating in the air would enable Ling Shucheng to capture his location more accurately.

Han Yue clenched the hilt of the knife, jumped again from this position about one and a half heights above the ground, and lightly pulled up an astonishing height, and the double knives rushed straight above Ling Shucheng's head from the air, like birds swooping towards the ground to hunt. At the same time, the little dust that swept over his head made Ling Shucheng's heart move, and he instantly clasped his hands and quickly hung the feather fencing parallel above his head.

With the help of gravity, Han Yue's blow should have been very amazing—but when the three weapons staggered, they only made a sound similar to friction. Between the gaps between the two knives, Ling Shucheng kept leaning his center of gravity back, while looking at Han Yue calmly. He almost bent down before he used his feather strike to lure Han Yue to his back. Han Yue just "floated" over his head, but he didn't really fall, just rolled to the ground with a not-so-good-looking sticking to the ground.

Nice opportunity. Two people thought at the same time.

Ling Shucheng suddenly exerted his strength, leaned forward, and kicked the ground with his right foot, but he only made a spurt movement, and then slashed down neatly at a tricky angle. Han Yue reacted extremely quickly, and staggered the blade with the strength that turned over. But the expected slashing angle could be changed at the moment when the swords struck, and Ling Shucheng changed the slash to a stab again, and was blocked by Han Yue with a rib difference.

Meet at close quarters. Ling Shucheng moved his fingers, fine-tuned his center of gravity, and constantly changed his trajectory to slash down, forcing Han Yue to defend with two knives.

Han Yue provoked the corners of his mouth to smile rather than smile, shrunk his neck, and slammed Ling Shucheng's feather fencing, the backhand knife had already passed over Ling Shucheng's head, and was flashed by Ling Shucheng in an unsightly bending posture, he immediately used his forehand to prevent Ling Shucheng's counterattack, took a step back lightly, and "disappeared" in Ling Shucheng's sight again.

If you want to completely disrupt Ling Shucheng's rhythm, it's not fast enough.

The array of chandeliers above his head began to shake one after another, Ling Shucheng raised his head slightly, squinted his eyes, looked at the rope that pulled the chandelier, was slightly distracted, and suddenly faintly heard a metallic whistling behind him. He turned around, only to see the knife "Big Brother" coming straight to his door. Han Yue let go of his right hand that was clenching the knife and let it come out, as if he had thrown out a large hidden weapon, and at the same time he grabbed the ribs with both hands, and jumped high in the corner of the desk next to him, slashing sideways from the air with all his might.

The subconscious mind is faster than all normal responses. A huge pull violently dragged Han Yue and "Big Brother" to the ground. Ling Shucheng himself was stunned for a moment, restored the gravity field, and was embarrassed to pick up this meaningful knife, and handed it back to Han Yue, who stood up with a carp.

"Alas, your ability, foul." Han Yue touched the "Big Brother" several times in distress.

"I'm sorry." Ling Shucheng bowed his head slightly and sincerely admitted his mistake.

The high intensity affects gravity, and the influence is too great in hand-to-hand combat, which will make the sparring completely lose the effect of practice. So even if it sounds a little unfair, when the two are fighting, Ling Shucheng must use his "talent" to a limited extent. Only this time, he was disrupted by an inexplicable distraction.

"Forget it," Han Yue waved his hand, squinted his eyes and laughed again, obviously not really caring about the outcome of the game, "I am willing to gamble and lose." I'm going to run errands for you, can you help me with the 'Wind Cutting' and 'Moon Ride' for maintenance. ”

Ling Shucheng was stunned for a moment before reacting, Han Yue explained the new names of "Big Brother" and "Little Second Brother".

"Your style of naming is quite ......" Ling Shucheng took the double knife and considered the wording, "Inexplicable...... Unexpectedly. ”

"I'll just think you're complimenting me." Han Yue wiped the sweat from his head and trotted away happily.

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"I have a good or bad answer to your question." The middle-aged man gently rubbed the pen in his hand, and sat on the rotating chair with Erlang's legs crossed not very seriously, "The results came out in the afternoon, and the owner of that hair is not from our boat." ”

This is indeed good news. At least the hair plucked from the hand didn't make it evidence that the ship had been infiltrated, but the investigation of the source could be extremely difficult to follow. Ling Shucheng sat squarely across from the man and nodded.

"Don't be so serious, relax, relax, do you want to eat candy?" The man's tone was lively, and he pouted at the tin box stuffed with candy on the table.

"No, you don't."

"Be polite to Dad." The man put down the pen, tore open a shiny candy wrapper, and threw the candy into his mouth, "Oh, by the way, in fact, Han Yue told me about your application just now." ”

"Hmm." Ling Shucheng sat upright, bowing his head slightly.

"The two of us exchanged views on your personal issues and felt it was time." After the man finished speaking, he sighed deeply.

"What a personal problem." Ling Shucheng raised his eyes, looked at the man, and asked in a declarative tone.

"What do you think?" The man laughed, crunching on the candy, "About your personal question about smoking too much lately. ”

Ling Shucheng coughed lightly and stopped squeaking.

"We discussed it for a while and felt that you should be advised to eat sugar instead of smoking." The man gently kicked on the ground and spun around the swivel chair, "It's so cute." ”

“…… Regarding my application to land 'Durga' again with key witnesses," Ling Shucheng stated slowly, his voice so low that it was almost like a sigh, "I want your reply. ”

"Ah, that's it, of course." The man squinted his eyes and laughed, smoothing out the wrinkles on his forehead a little, "It's a very constructive proposal, it's rare that you are so concerned about your work, how could I object to it." ”

"I'm sorry if you're expressing that I'm not usually positive at work."

"No, no, don't over-interpret it. It's just that compared to some work that is too active, you and I are quite idle. ”

"Regarding this application, what procedures do I need to go through?" Ling Shucheng turned the topic back.

"When Han Yue came in the afternoon, I had already asked him to go through the procedure. You can go to Xiao Xu tomorrow and take the people away. The day after tomorrow, the ship will be pulled...... Much earlier than scheduled, this time it scared some people. ”

"Okay. What else do you have ......?"

"So impatient?" The man interrupted, "It's almost like you're going to say something straight out, 'Is there anything else you want to say, I'll slip away first.'" ’”

"I'll put it another way." Ling Shucheng nodded in acknowledgement.

"Since you've decided to take over this matter, let's do it nicely." The man's tone became serious, "Han Yue will go to the nearby boat to run errands before you, and check where the owner of this hair is." In fact, many people mean that we will set off tomorrow and run far away from this place of right and wrong. So, hopefully, when you come back, you'll come up with information worth the entire fleet's delay for you. ”

"I'll do my best."

After looking Ling Shucheng up and down for a moment's slightly tense look, the man laughed again and teased, "Don't be nervous." You don't need Dad to tell you to be careful when you go out with strangers, right? ”

“…… No. ”

"So, what about getting along with strange women?"

Ling Shucheng didn't answer, put the stool he had brought in place, and turned his head away almost at a trotting speed.

"Really, I don't even say hello." The man muttered and threw another piece of candy into his mouth.