Chapter 219: Drowning and the Wind

There are clouds in the soldiers: all those who fight, with the right fit, with the odd victory. Therefore, those who are good and surprising are as infinite as heaven and earth, and inexhaustible as rivers.

This statement expresses the true meaning of military affairs for thousands of years, which is nothing more than dealing with opponents with dignified strength and winning victory with surprise offensives. As for the Zhengqi controversy that extended later, it is the opinion of a hundred schools, and there are different opinions.

Some people say that the right person is the root of victory, and some people say that the strange person is the embodiment of wisdom, and the dispute between the right and the strange is the reason and the dependence.

But in the final analysis, when the strength is not obvious and the army is tired, it is a good choice to win by surprise.

This is true of soldiers, and the same is true of man-to-man fighting.

In the eyes of everyone, Wang Yun, who is not as good as Qian Yuze, if he wants to win in battle, the only chance is to surprise him, attack him unprepared, and win by surprise.

Of course, this is also the scene that is presented in front of everyone's eyes.

Wang Yun attacked Qian Yuze in a zigzag shape with three attacks at very short intervals, and pointed directly at the opponent's vital point.

However, in the face of this offensive, Qian Yuze stood on the spot and did not have any intention of dodging.

Just as the sharp arrow rushing to the front was approaching, he finally moved. He spun his left foot, and his body turned sharply.

The sharp arrow that rushed straight to his left chest brushed him by, and it fell backwards with a piece of cloth from the former shirt that it had cut off.

Next, in the face of the fireball and the wind blade that came at the same time, he took the lead and quickly dodged to the side.

But just as the fireball flew to his side, the fireball exploded, and the scattered flames splashed down on him in a way he didn't expect.

And he, who had never dealt with the Wind Blade, misjudged the direction of the Wind Blade's attack, and the position where he avoided was exactly the edge of the Wind Blade. The wind blade slashed, and with the same sharpness with which he underestimated the power, it cut a deep wound in his dangling left arm.

"Whew. โ€

He let out a muffled snort of pain, the damage caused by the flames was fine, it only caused him a little trouble, this kind of pain, he didn't care about it at all. The wound caused by the wind blade was the reason for his muffled snort, and with just one blow, his left arm suffered a lot of damage.

In addition, what puzzled him even more was that his left arm was a little soft, with a trace of inexplicable power, which was affecting him and making him feel a little tired.

At this time, if Wang Yun can take the opportunity to seize the opportunity and attack Qian Yuze again with continuous spiritual tricks, there is no doubt that he will gain a greater advantage since the start of the war, and there is hope that he will be able to take it down in one fell swoop.

Win by wonder, just like that.

However, Qian Yuze is not a waste, the spirit trick he released has taken the lead in enveloping Wang Yun before Wang Yun's attack arrived.

After the three attacks, Wang Yun had already set up his bow again, but when he was about to draw the arrow behind him, a "whooshing" sound of water suddenly appeared in his ears.

The next moment, a large amount of water poured down from the top of his head, and the water flowed continuously, rising a few inches above his head, enveloping him with a bang.

In that situation, it was like a change of time and space, he suddenly came to a waterfall, and everywhere he could see, there was water flowing, and he couldn't open his mouth to open his mouth.

In this case, it is human instinct to take two steps forward and leave the waterfall.

But he took a few steps forward, but the water above his head was still washing down, like Guanyin's jade bottle, endless water, pouring down on Wang Yun, no matter where he went, he couldn't leave the range of the water flow.

This kind of situation where there is water all around, and three inches away is a normal heaven and earth, makes Wang Yun extremely uncomfortable, and he can even feel that there is water pouring into his nose. If it goes on like this, not to mention whether he can see Qian Yuze's exact location, it won't take long, I'm afraid even breathing will be a problem.

Three Grades of Water Essence โ€ข Drowning. A realization arose in his heart, and as soon as he stepped on his feet, his body quickly fled in the opposite direction where Qian Yuze was. However, the already wet ground made him slip under his feet and almost fall.

He staggered two steps, and just adjusted his body to prepare for the speed, a sense of crisis suddenly enveloped him.

At the last moment, he suddenly bent down and came to an iron bridge.

And what he saw through the water, and from his blurred vision, was a sharp sword that glittered with cold light, piercing through the place where his skull had just been.

With a "bang", he stretched his legs forward, and the whole person lay on his back, and then, he quickly supported the ground with both hands, using it as a fulcrum, and used his legs to exert force, and kicked hard to the left two inches in the direction from which the sword stabbed.

"Bang", the sound of body contact sounded, and Qian Yuze was accurately grasped by Wang Yun and kicked back a few steps.

The first life-and-death crisis after drowning was over.

At this time, a new dilemma came to him again, and that was the word drowning in drowning.

In his previous life, he was quite proficient in swimming, and his experience of swimming in the reservoir many times also gave him some ways to save himself from drowning.

One way to do this is to drink water!

This method comes from a collection of extreme states he encountered during a certain swim.

Because he didn't stretch, and it was early summer, the cold water of the lake and his inactive body caused him to suffer from leg cramps when he swam back to the shore and was only about 10 meters away.

The cramps in his legs deformed his movements, and even cut off his motivation to move forward, and coincidentally, the originally raised head was somehow hit by a stream of water, and the water flowed into his nose, which suddenly made him fall into a state of choking.

Under normal circumstances, people who choke on water will be very uncomfortable, and the way to relieve this discomfort is to cough constantly. And he was in the water at the time, not to mention the cramps in his legs, which caused his body to lose the motivation to float.

Faced with that kind of predicament, he had two methods, one was to press down under the water with both hands, so that his head could poke out of the water, so as to relieve the symptoms of choking. Another way is to solve the problem of leg cramps first, regardless of the pain of choking.

He later chose the second option.

When swimming, the legs are far more important than the hands, and if you only rely on your hands, you will sink to the bottom like a person who has fallen into the water without water, in a frantic and disorderly flutter.

However, if he massages his legs with his hands to relieve his cramps, the problem of choking will make him feel the state of the drowning person immediately, and once his lungs explode and he is confused, he will be the first to be in danger.

At that time, he didn't know why he thought of that solution, maybe it was a flash of inspiration, or it could be fate.

He sank his head and chose to open his mouth and take a big gulp. And the body buried under the surface of the water made him clinging to the junction of the water, and at the same time, he stretched out his hands and kept rubbing his cramped legs that he had been familiar with.

After a while, the cramps in his legs were resolved, and he kicked his legs and headed towards the shore.

When he came to the shore and was down-to-earth, he stood up violently, and kept spitting out the water that was about to be full.

That time, it was dangerous, very dangerous. However, he survived in the end.

This seemingly absurd method can indeed play a role in quenching thirst. Of course, the most fortunate thing is that he was not far from the shore at that time, and if he was in the middle of the lake, it was difficult to say whether he would be able to hold out until he reached the shore after drinking enough water. (My real person and true story o(โ•ฏโ–กโ•ฐ)o.) ๏ผ‰

At this moment, because Wang Yun, who had been shrouded in water for a period of time and had a large movement in his body when he fought with Qian Yuze, his lungs were about to explode, and at the time of crisis, this method buried in his heart was remembered by him.

So, he opened his mouth and gulped down the flowing water, with the help of this action, absorbing the gas mixed in the water, so that his almost suffocated body had a little relief.

A fireball shot out of his hand towards where Qian Yuze might be, and then, he immediately got up, and as he adapted to the environment shrouded in water, his speed expanded, and he stayed away from the latter for the time being.

Of course, Qian Yuze must have taken advantage of his illness to kill him, and he quickly stopped the retreating figure and quickly pursued.

This time, a thin film of water had been put over his body.

Water! Water everywhere!

No matter how much he struggled, no matter what method he used, the damn water kept falling over his head, enveloping him in a rainstorm of a few inches square. Just a stone's throw away is the shore.

This state of being able to rush under the eaves in the next moment, but never reaching, can really drive people crazy.

Wang Yun felt exactly like this at the moment.

However, his flustered heart quietly landed at this moment, and he knew that his method of attacking his heart had worked.

On the way up the mountain, in the conversation with Hu Shun, he had a general understanding of the strength of these Tengyuanzhou Tianjiao.

He knew very well that the current opponent named Qian Yuze was a person with a circle of red ropes, and if there was no accident, the other party should only have mastered a three-grade spiritual technique.

Different from other spirits, when the water spirits release the water spirits, they are generally more hidden, and the words of the water spirits have their roots.

Therefore, he needed to know which of the three water spirit techniques the other party had mastered, was it drowning?

If he didn't know, when he was about to kill, he was shocked by a cleansing shock, he would have to work more hard in this battle, and even his life would be in danger.

Now, the opponent's hole cards have been known to him, and next, it is the starting point of his four kills!

"It is worthy of the spirit trick of the secret faction of the water spirits, this endless stream of water that is difficult to dodge is indeed worthy of being secretive, and it is indeed different from the immediate attack spirit trick of the water spirits. โ€

Wang Yun sighed with emotion, and then retracted his mind, his ears moved slightly, and in a state of almost suffocation, there was a wind, rising from his hand, blowing towards Qian Yuze.

Wind Spirit: Wind!

You're the stoic grass?

The strong gusts of wind brought by the gale, Qian Yuze didn't realize its power at the beginning, and even Hu Shun had to use an earthen wall to avoid its sharp edge, of course, it was not something that Qian Yuze could ignore with a layer of water clothes.

Soon, his rushing figure stopped, and even under the cutting of the wind, he turned into retreat and hid towards the rear.

Beside him, there was a cold wind, and red blood.

The wind comes from Wang Yun, and the blood comes from him.