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Wen Yuan returned to the carriage to catch up on sleep, and slept until the afternoon when he began to set up camp, and then he got up vigorously.

When I went out again, the treatment was noticeably different.

No matter where Wen Yuan went, there would be guards nearby who would keep an eye on him, no longer blending in the crowd like an invisible man like he had done a few days ago.

There was still some time before eating, Wen Yuan saw some dry branches for making a fire piled up on the ground, and suddenly his heart moved.

"I've already been considered a preliminary beginner, and I obviously feel that my strength has increased greatly in the past few days, and my body has become more agile and coordinated, but what level it is, I have never measured it carefully, and I have just exchanged the foundation of swordsmanship, why not take the opportunity to try it?"

"Professionals have begun to pay attention to me, with my current little ability, it is better to do the opposite, do my best to test, show the enemy to be strong, on the one hand, to dispel suspicions, on the other hand, you can also accurately understand your own strength, killing two birds with one stone!"

As soon as he thought of it, Wen Yuan took out two pieces of appropriate length and thickness from the pile of dead branches, picked up the axe next to him and sharpened it simply, and the two crude "long swords" took shape.

Carrying a wooden sword to patrol around, Wen Yuan quickly found the target, and a guard, who also used the Saerson one-handed sword as a weapon, immediately walked over quickly.

Wen Yuan handed over a wooden sword under the guard's puzzled gaze, then took a step back, held the sword in one hand in front of his chest, and swung it down.

The guard suddenly realized, then shook his head and waved his hand, and refused again and again: "No, no." I can't compete with you. ”

The servants and guards around them also understood what was going on, and burst into laughter, and many people began to heckle.

"William, compare with him! Teach him a good lesson, let him know that selling meat is more promising than holding a sword!"

"Are you a soft egg? William!

"Yes, let him see what a real man is!"

"Come on, get on, I bet if you upset him and he goes to the lady to complain, and the lady will discount your legs!"

"But if you hurt a hair of him, the lady will break your calf!"

"Hahaha! That's right, two legs or calves, which one do you choose?"

"What a bunch of bastards you guys are...... But I like it! William!

Wen Yuan was very unhappy, there were too many foul words, and these rough men were almost laughing at him with the greatest malice.

But the coaxing helped, and when he insisted on looking at William for more than half a minute, William finally nodded with a wry smile.

"Okay, little white face, this is what you brought on yourself, I hope you don't cry and go to the lady to complain...... Damn, I forgot you don't understand the lingua franca. ”

Wen Yuan didn't react on the surface, but a raging fire ignited in his heart.

You look down on me and laugh at me now, it doesn't matter, I will tell you the facts, who is worthy of the last laugh!

With the anger in his heart, Wen Yuan no longer hesitated, raised all his strength, and slashed over with a sword.

The exercise of the pike touching the shrimp is fruitful.

Wen Yuan took a step forward, the strength rose from the soles of his feet, and the muscles of his body were amplified layer by layer, twisting his waist and shoulders and waving his arms in one go.

An ordinary sword splitting blow made him use the momentum of splitting Huashan with all his strength, and there was even a slight afterimage at the tip of the sword.

The whole body stretches naturally, the movements are coherent and smooth, full of power and elegance, and there is a shocking beauty.

But that's not all!

At the moment when the wooden sword was on the verge of the head and the strength of his whole body was in place, Wen Yuan threw out his forearm, pumping the air like a whip, and the long sword actually accelerated again, and really dragged out an afterimage!

With William's original sword lifting speed, he could just hold Wen Yuan's sword in the most comfortable position.

But he obviously didn't expect Wen Yuan to be able to accelerate again, so he was a little caught off guard, and with a subconscious flick of his wrist, the wooden sword in his hand drew an arc in a very short distance, and accelerated and crashed into it.

"Oops!"

William's heart tightened, and then he only heard a "pop" explosion, and the two wooden swords, which could not withstand the strength, exploded into pieces at the same time.

Wen Yuan's upper body shook slightly, his arms were numb, but he felt extremely enjoyable and happy in his heart, as if the depression in his heart was vented through this sword.

Wen Yuan was refreshed, but the other onlookers were dumbfounded, looking at him like a ghost, and it was hard to hide the shock on their faces.

"What's going on! Didn't you say that this little white face was as weak as a chick?"

"This is a noble young master, so strong?"

"Are you kidding? I'm dizzy...... Such a beautiful sword?"

"I'm dazzled, too...... It's like seeing a master of swordsmanship......"

"William, you can't be soft-handed, right? You can't catch such a sword?"

"That's right, you're a master who has passed the second card of the human level, and the young master on the other side doesn't even have the fighting spirit, what are you doing!"

William's face flushed slightly, and he retorted, "you! I just don't want to hurt him." ”

"Cut!"

"Shh

"When we're all kids, we're fooling around!"

William said something that made his heart empty, but his heart was very shocked.

There were no laymen present, even a coachman had been working hard for many years and practicing martial arts, and everyone understood that this was an equal situation.

William himself felt it more clearly.

According to his original plan, he wanted to gently unload Wen Yuan's sword momentum, accompany him for a few rounds, satisfy the vanity of the noble young master, and then stop under the pretext.

In this way, he will not offend the lady's heart, nor will he lose face, and he will not be ridiculed by his peers.

As for accidents...... He hadn't thought about it.

Wen Yuan is just a noble young master who looks thin and tender, no matter how clever the family heirloom swordsmanship is, there is no doubt that he has no fighting spirit.

And he, William, as a second-order swordsman, no matter how rubbish the exercises he cultivated, he was also in the Mingshen realm, how could he not be able to deal with a nobleman with no rank?

However, the unexpected did happen.

Unloading force is the basic skill of any swordsman, and in the face of the sword style that is split from the front, it is nothing more than a fight and a pull, as simple as eating and drinking.

Letting Wen Yuan's wooden sword shatter means that he has not completely unloaded his power, which is already very embarrassing.

However, Wen Yuan's sword was completely shattered, which means that he did not unload any strength at all, but purely hard-hitting.

Not only that, but William couldn't even keep his own sword, which usually only happens when the game is evenly matched.

A second-order swordsman is evenly matched with an opponent of no rank?

William asked himself, there is indeed a big factor in the negligence of the enemy.

Because of the lack of preparation, the expected response was all bankrupt, and the final wrist shake was completely a subconscious reaction of the body.

At that moment, what he thought was, it's over, the strength is too big! If it hurts the young master's face, what should he do?

But the actual result was that he was hurt by this young master, and the laughter around him that was becoming more and more unaware of restraint was proof of this.