Chapter 204: The Moment of Life and Death
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As a pure master, Liu Muang is not only quite interested in hot weapons, but also plays with traditional cold weapons.
Although he didn't do anything about himself, no one could stop him. But Liu Muang also learned a lot of the content in the second volume of the "Encyclopedia of National Arts".
The long weapon Liu Muang chose to be a gun, of course, the guy he used would definitely not be an ordinary red cherry gun.
In addition to the absolute best in terms of materials, the shape is also adhering to the style of crazy and cool hanging and bombing.
It looks like the heroic spear in the hand of the "Diablo" archangel Imparis, and if you look closely, you will find that there are still a few points of the shape of the spear treasure in the world of "Fate".
The short weapon Liu Muang did not choose a three-foot long sword, but chose a knife.
Combining the advantages of Miao knife, Tang knife and even prop knife, this weapon, which is named a war knife, is not only beautiful in shape, but also quite easy to use.
As for long-range cold weapons, Liu Muang picked two.
One is the bow, which is not a modern pulley bow, but a very traditional recurve bow.
The other is darts, which are deadly hidden weapons that often appear in martial arts novels.
Coupled with some mysterious changes brought about by time and space travel, even if he didn't have any biotechnology on himself, even if he didn't use nano suits or other high-tech equipment, Liu Muang's individual combat strength was still quite strong.
"That sword must be an antique, it would be a shame if it was cut off." Liu Muang, who danced a knife flower in his hand. Said with a smile:
"If you're worried about my side of the weapon, it's okay, give me the sword. I'll let people make a handle as it is. ”
I don't know if it's the cold and awe-inspiring sword light that has played a role, or if I am very relieved of Liu Muang's character and strength.
Faced with this offer. Wang Zhong didn't say a word, and stretched out his hand to Qian Jiuzhou.
His eyes struggled for a few seconds, and Qian Jiuzhou, who had a baby face, finally handed over his sword.
Wang Zhong, who got the sword, put the sword in someone's hand without hesitation.
"The style of this sword looks quite old, but unfortunately ......"
Taking over this antique sword, Liu Muang sighed and didn't take it out to take a look, but directly handed it over to the internal guard beside him.
Originally, Wang Zhong and the others thought that even if someone mastered the powerful power of science and technology, it would take some time to copy an ancient sword.
But it didn't work out, and I didn't even ask for ten minutes before and after. Not long after leaving, the inner guard walked back with two swords.
"Give it to them." Liu Muang, who did not take the sword, pointed directly at Wang Zhong and said.
Wang Zhong, who took the long sword, suddenly contracted his eyes.
There is no way, how much time has passed, and two ancient swords that are not much different from the surface are placed in front of him.
Subconsciously weighed the weight, and the weight was almost the same.
Looking at the sword suit, there was hardly any difference except for some traces left by time.
If it weren't clear that Qian Jiuzhou only had one matching sword, Wang Zhong would have thought that this sword should have been a pair.
After throwing the original sword to Qian Kyushu. Wang Zhong: "Choke! With a bang, he pulled out the imitation ancient sword in his hand.
The difference is obvious now, even if the original longsword is maintained well, after all, it has been some years.
In addition, it uses ancient craftsmanship, even if it uses materials that are hard to find. It's not as bright as new.
The new sword body that can be imitated is as clear as the previous Tang knife like a flood of autumn water.
When Qian Jiuzhou was familiar with his new sword, the previous Yizi No. 18 internal guard directly stepped forward and pulled out a sword from the cloth scroll.
It is different from the clear sword of Qian Kyushu. The inner guard was holding an antique eight-sided Han sword.
Since the shape and weight of the new sword are almost the same as the original, Qian Jiuzhou is familiar with the sword in his hand with a set of swordsmanship. Also get physically active.
There is no way, Zhao Zhicheng lost too neatly before.
In order to be able to increase the odds a little bit. It is necessary to elevate the state of the body to its peak.
However, unlike Qian Jiuzhou's preparation, the No. 18 internal guard stood on the beach after taking the sword, and he didn't see the slightest meaning that he almost killed someone just now.
The beautiful Han sword in his hand was not pulled out, but he carried it on his left hand and waited for the other party to prepare there.
Fortunately, a set of swordsmanship did not add up to ten minutes in total, and after completely moving his body and raising his body function to the peak with some kind of secret spitting kung fu, Qian Jiuzhou walked to the opposite side of the internal guard with the sword in his hand.
There was no referee to say anything to start, and no one urged the two of them, and the beach was quiet for a while.
Suddenly, a dolphin suddenly jumped out of the sea not far from the beach, and with the sound of breaking water, the two people on the beach moved instantly.
It is not an exaggeration to use the words "quiet as a virgin" and "moving like a rabbit" to describe Qian Kyushu and Neiwei, who are invariably doing the same.
But I have to say that the national art of only killing people and not performing is not just talking.
The process of the two fighting is completely different from the description in the film and television novels, there are no good-looking special effects, and there is no clanging between weapons.
Some are just a moment of life and death, so fast that people don't have time to capture the cold light.
Almost after a few breaths, the two people who were moving at the same time had already staggered.
The unsheathed Han sword that the inner guard was holding had already fallen on his right hand at this moment.
Drops of crimson blood were dripping smoothly from the tip of the sword to the sand along the blade like autumn water.
By the time all the blood had dripped out, a small cloud of blood had already smeared on the beach pointed by the tip of the sword.
Without any superfluous movements, after raising his hand to put the Han sword back into its sheath, the internal guard turned around.
There was only a pair of close-fitting shorts, and a blood mark soon oozed from his body.
But the strange thing is that when the internal guard walked to the huge cloth scroll with many cold weapons, the sword mark that slanted on his chest had actually disappeared.
If it weren't for the fact that there were still some blood marks, it would definitely make people think that the sword wound just now didn't exist at all.
Almost when the internal guard inserted the Han sword in his hand back into its original place, Qian Jiuzhou, who was standing on the beach with a sword, said, "Snort! A cloud of blood sprayed out.
"Hurry!" Liu Muang, who waved his hand, commanded.
With his extraordinary dynamic visual ability, Liu Muang can see the electric scene just now very clearly.
Don't look at it just for a moment, Qian Jiuzhou has three swords.
The two swords were dodged by the eighteenth of the word B, and one fell on the chest.
But almost at the moment of being wounded, the Han sword in the hand of the internal guard suddenly came out of its sheath.
It seems that the ordinary sword was drawn, but it almost cut Qian Jiuzhou in half.
It is also because of the scary speed of this sword, and the sharp scary blade of the sword, so Qian Jiuzhou did not directly show any injuries at that time.
However, his family knew his own affairs, and after a sword was divided, Qian Jiuzhou knew that he couldn't move, and he would die if he moved.
As soon as he moved, blood spurted out of the wound, which is why he stood on the beach and posed cool. (To be continued.) )