Volume 38 [Rebuilding the Prestige] Clouds Turning Rain and Thunder in the Middle Line (Chapter 479)
There must be a lot at stake in this! ”
Xingyun groaned secretly, and after a while, he understood, and his heart realized: "There is only one implication between this demon subduing array and the Chaojian Sect!" That is Xiao Shouchen once attacked Shaolin at night and was trapped in the formation! ”
Thinking of this, Xingyun felt suddenly enlightened, and realized: "Could it be that Han Yong went to Shaolin with Xiao Shouchen that night?" Or even that he was one of the five people who were surrounded in the formation at that time? As long as he makes another move, the Shaolin disciples will be able to recognize him immediately? ”
The more Xingyun thought about it, the more reasonable he felt, that Master Guangtong was in a hurry to fight with him, thinking that he really didn't have to fight to the death here, but to use this big array to recognize whether it was the Ten Thousand Swords Sect that attacked Shaolin that night!
"That Guangtong didn't know that it was Xiao Shouchen who took him to the Sword Gate that day, in his opinion, it must have been the master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect who poured out of the nest that night, otherwise it would never have been possible to achieve such momentum!
But that night, Xiao Shouchen and they were all masked and couldn't be recognized from their faces, and Shaolin could only recognize them from martial arts. ”
Looking at Master Guangtong, Xingyun was dark again: "So today he has to do something with me, as long as he recognizes someone here, he can sit on the suspicion, and when that time comes, I am afraid that Shaolin will no longer care about his face, and immediately announce this matter to the whole martial arts, then the Ten Thousand Swords Sect will be in danger." ”
When Xingyun thought of this, he only felt cold sweat, and secretly thanks to Yan Qinghan's meticulous thoughts! Otherwise, once you start to do it, the consequences will be difficult to calculate.
Xingyun let Han Yong and Xu Anguo retreat, and they attracted everyone's attention. Among them, the martial arts highland naturally saw that Han and Xu were soul-level masters, and they were all puzzled by Xingyun at this important moment. Why do you want to cut off your arm?
Even Master Guangtong stepped forward a few steps and proclaimed the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, the sect master should not underestimate the sword formation of the temple, if you don't use all your strength, I'm afraid that the odds of winning are not high." ”
If this had been before, Xingyun might have been unable to understand the purpose of Master Guangtong's move. But at this time, I understand it very well.
"If this competition is to fight for who will protect this Shanxi, how can Shaolin care how many people I have to go to? The strength of soul-level masters is well known, and for Shaolin, the less the better, but Guangtong used words to dissuade me at this time and let me become more masters, which is really against common sense.
He cares so much about the number of people on my side, I'm afraid it's really to confirm whether the Shaolin attacked by the Ten Thousand Swords Sect that night. ”
Thinking of this, Xingyun was more settled at this time.
Since Shaolin cares so much about Han Yong and Xu Anguo, Xingyun will not let these two play. shook his head at the moment: "Master doesn't know, my two subordinates have suffered some internal injuries. It's really unplayable.
Thinking that Shaolin's Demon Formation is powerful in the world, I am still in awe of three points, and if they want to play with injuries, it will be child's play. ”
When Xingyun said this, Yan Qinghan on the side also interjected in a dumb voice: "As the abbot of Shaolin, the master naturally knows that he is in this big array. It doesn't matter how many people there are.
Especially those with poor martial arts, they were surrounded by the one hundred and eight demon arrays, and the more people who entered, the faster they lost, although the martial arts of the two of them were good, but with internal injuries, they became a drag. ”
Yan Qinghan's voice was much higher when he spoke, deliberately so that people outside could hear it, especially Mr. Ming Fei.
In this way, even Bian Kui, who was standing outside the field, was full of ears, and he was puzzled at the moment: "Two grandfathers." Why did Mr. Mo say that? Isn't there strength when there are more people? ”
Bian Kui hoped that Xingyun would win, and at this time, he saw that Xingyun took the initiative to reduce manpower. There are big doubts in my heart.
Although the martial arts of the two elders of the Bian family are not very superb, it can be seen that the knowledge is very, and the eldest grandson of Bian Kui is the hope of the Bian family in the future.
Seeing Bian Jinfu say at the moment: "With the enemy of the sword array, you can't infer only by the number, there are the same ten people on both sides, and everyone's martial arts are generally superior, one of them can form a sword formation, and the victory must be the formation of the party."
The function of the formation is to let these ten people exert greater strength together, and the people who have not formed the formation are just fighting on their own, and the difference between the two is far from the same.
Therefore, the large number of people is not necessarily a good thing, although the power of many people is great, but this power needs to be coordinated to exert itself. Otherwise, the more people there are, the more they hinder each other, the weaker their combat power will be, and if they encounter a large sword formation at this time, there will be only one way to fail. ”
Seeing that Bian Kui didn't seem to understand, Bian Jinfu pointed to the Chaojian Sect behind Xingyun and said, "Kui'er, look, how are the dozens of subordinates behind the sect master?" ”
Bian Kui immediately replied: "They are all masters of the sword gang level, and there are even many people who are even higher than my father's martial arts. ”
Bian Jinfu heard the words and asked again: "Then how do they compare to the Sect Master?" ”
Bian Kui shook his head and said: "Sect Master Xing's martial arts are superb, even those elders of famous families are not opponents, how can they be compared to Sect Master Xing?" ”
Bian Kui couldn't call Xingyun his master in front of outsiders, so he had to follow his grandfather to call Xingyun as the sect master.
Bian Jinfu smiled: "That's right, if these dozens of people enter the battle with the Xing Sect Master, do you think the Xing Sect Master can play better?" ”
Bian Kui is just honest, but he is really stupid, and he understands it at the moment: "At that time, the sect master will not only not be able to exert his strength at will, but even have to reach out to help his subordinates, although there are many more people, but it is chaos!" ”
Bian Jinfu heard the words of his eldest grandson, and was pleased: "Although there are many masters beside the sect master, if they are scattered, they will be extremely powerful, but now they are crowded in the array, it is difficult to play, these people are temporarily in one place, how can they be compared with the warrior monks who have practiced together for decades?" In vain.
Because of this, at this time, in terms of manpower, what is needed is fine, not more. Unless there are thousands of troops to do the attrition, it is not among them. ”
Bian Kui listened and thought to himself.
Bian Jinfu knows this truth, and Master Guangtong knows it even more, so when Yan Qinghan said this, he didn't have anything to say, although the two people who retreated were soul-level masters, they could be compared with Xingyundi's strength, but they were still a lot worse, and if there were some internal injuries, it would naturally be a burden.
Bringing a burden into the battle, Yu Xingyun is harmful, at this time Mr. Ming Fei is on the side, no matter how anxious Master Guangtong is, he can't force Xingyun to bring anyone into the battle.
Yan Qinghan saw Master Guangtong's brows furrowed, but he didn't care, and continued: "Not only him, but there will be no more than six people in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect this time. ”