Wong Fei Hung can use a four- or five-meter bamboo pole in a narrow shrimp bar, and his kung fu is indeed unfathomable.

Wednesday watched from the sidelines, and the admiration for these two people in my heart was called a heartfelt one. Let's talk about Huang Feihong first, using such a long bamboo pole does not affect his flexibility at all, the combination of body and footwork is really amazing, and then with the conversion of his arms, a long bamboo pole is guerrilla around in the shrimp pen as if he is alive, forcing Nalan Yuanshu to not get close.

And Nalan Yuanshu's body style is also very good, but because the stick is too short, he has no place to vent his temper full of stomach, so he can only keep dodging around under Huang Feihong's sniper, waiting for an opportunity to get close.

To tell the truth, these two people are both desperate, especially Nalan Yuanshu, he knows that no matter what, he has no way out, but it is better to have a good fight with Huang Feihong before he dies, and fulfill his own wish. As for what will happen after the fight, Nalan Yuanshu himself doesn't know.

In the final analysis, Nalan Yuanshu is just a warrior, and once the word of loyalty collapses, there will only be one word of courage left.

Huang Feihong and Nalan Yuanshu were in full swing in the salted shrimp pen, but the surrounding shrimp pen was not much damaged, which shows that the control and use of power by the two people is wonderful.

The long bamboo pole in Huang Feihong's hand was still beaten into three by Nalan Yuanshu, and both of them became double sticks, and they were also inseparable, which was considered a state of no victory. However, the last two people still moved the battlefield to the alley, but this time it was not Huang Feihong who avoided it, but Huang Feihong forced Nalan Yuanshu into the alley.

On Wednesday, it was secretly estimated that Huang Feihong wanted to force Nalan Yuanshu into the alley, so that if the long stick could not be used, Nalan Yuanshu's strongest and fiercest offensive would be restricted. It's just that Huang Feihong didn't know that Nalan Yuanshu had another trick, which was to bundle the cloth into a stick.

To say that during the Yamen competition, Nalan Yuanshu had already lost a move, but when they met in the salted shrimp bar, Nalan Yuanshu still said that he wanted to see how many moves Huang Feihong could take from him, and it was obvious that Nalan Yuanshu was very confident in his tricks.

In fact, it is normal, to simply say that his attainments in stick law, Nalan Yuanshu is no worse than Huang Feihong. Huang Feihong's stick method is a combination of rigidity and softness, especially the Shaolin stick that originally walked all the way, but in Huang Feihong's hands, it became quite soft, and it was displayed without a trace of fireworks, which can be regarded as a model of turning rigidity into softness.

But Nalan Yuanshu is not bad, but he turned softness into rigidity, not only giving full play to the fierce four-door stick method, but also ingeniously creating the trick of "bunching cloth into sticks". You must know that Bu Lian is an extremely soft object, and no one else will use it for combat except for the legendary Liuyun Flying Sleeve.

However, Nalan Yuanshu was able to rely on his superb stick skills to bind the supple cloth practice into a long stick, turning the soft into rigid, and the attack power of a cloth stick was even stronger than that of a wooden long stick. To be able to reach this level, it is actually already a grandmaster-level level.

Huang Feihong's Shaolin stick method is rigid and soft, while Nalan Yuanshu's cloth stick is soft and rigid. If you only evaluate the attainments of stick law, Nalan Yuanshu is no worse than Huang Feihong, but when it comes to the ability to adapt to emergencies and comprehensive strength, Nalan Yuanshu is worse.

After all, Huang Feihong is a martial arts person, pays attention to the improvement of comprehensive strength, and has a stronger one-on-one combat quality, while Nalan Yuanshu is a soldier, and he prefers to fight on the battlefield, with murderous spirit and fierce blood, and is more inclined to specialize in a certain ability.

So when he saw Nalan Yuanshu wrapping Huang Feihong's neck and the short bamboo pole with a cloth stick, Wednesday's heart was also tightly pinched, but he couldn't intervene at all. Before the battle, Wednesday still thought that he would not be able to fight Nalan Yuanshu again, lest Nalan Yuanshu be killed by Huang Feihong.

But after watching the battle between the two people, Wednesday didn't have that kind of idea at all, because Nalan Yuanshu's murderous aura was too heavy, and there was only one purpose, that is, to kill Huang Feihong, and he didn't think about anything else, which was completely different from the competition in the yamen that day.

In the yamen, he fought with Nalan Yuanshu in front of Huang Feihong on Wednesday, and he was not Nalan Yuanshu's opponent at that time, let alone now. A simple competition and a life-and-death fight are completely two things, especially people like Nalan Yuanshu, who are very terrible when they are desperate.

But in the face of an opponent like Huang Feihong, it is not enough to work hard, although the cloth stick that Nalan Yuanshu is proud of is strong and varied, but he has just performed a few tricks, and before he can fully unleash it, he was cut by a thin bamboo wire The major artery in the neck was cut.

After seeing Nalan Yuanshu fall to the ground again like in the movie, Wednesday was a little dumbfounded, this, Nalan Yuanshu died like this?

Huang Feihong looked at Nalan Yuanshu, threw away the half of the bamboo pole in his hand and said to Wednesday: "Why are you back again?"

Wednesday hurriedly said: "I'm worried about Master Huang's safety, but it seems that the little monk is having a lot of trouble," and pretended to be anxious: "Master Huang, you can go quickly, you can catch the ship now, and you can also take it to Hong Kong to avoid it, I will help me take care of the things here." ”

Huang Feihong hesitated: "How can this work?"

Wednesday hurriedly waved his hand, "It's okay, I'm a monk, and my light skills are not weak, I will definitely not be arrested," and urged: "Go quickly, the boat that the female donor is on will depart later." ”

Hearing the thirteenth aunt on Wednesday, Huang Feihong no longer insisted, and turned around and left after saying "there will be a period later".

"Ding: Watching the competition between Huang Feihong and Nalan Yuanshu, the proficiency of the way of equipment is +100, and the proficiency of "Eight Treasures Mixed Yuan Stick" is +100. ”

Watching Huang Feihong leave, not caring about the reward he had received, Wednesday hurriedly ran to Nalan Yuanshu's side and touched his pulse, there was still but very weak, and the wound was still bleeding, but the artery should not have been completely cut, it should have just been cut. After all, what Huang Feihong was holding in his hand was only bamboo silk, and his lethality was limited.

Thinking of this, Wednesday hurriedly took out two intermediate gold sore medicines, put them all on Nalan Yuanshu's neck, watched the wound slowly heal, and then gently laid him flat on the ground, and then stood up and waited for the final result, whether Nalan Yuanshu can save the fire depends on his bad luck, or whether Wednesday's gold sore medicine is so magical.

The effect of the gold sore medicine has been tested on the little girl and Lu Haodong's body, and the effect is indeed no, the little girl's heavy wound can heal in a few minutes, and the effect of hemostasis and healing is very obvious, but I don't know if it has any effect on such a serious injury as Nalan Yuanshu.

Time slipped by minute by second, seven or eight minutes passed, looking at Nalan Yuanshu, who was still motionless, Wednesday's heart sank, couldn't he be saved? Bent down and leaned next to Nalan Yuanshu, reached out and gently put it on his neck, and tested his pulse.

No, the pulse has recovered, why haven't you woken up yet? It can't be a vegetative state, Wednesday thought in wonder, and just wanted to take a closer look at his wound, but suddenly saw Nalan Yuan sit up and grab his wrist.

Wednesday was completely unprepared that Nalan Yuanshu would wake up like this, with such a strong aggressiveness, and his wrist was pinched and painful, could it be that this guy had lost so much blood and had no sequelae at all? Thinking of this, Wednesday secretly complained, and he knew that he would only use one gold sore medicine.

One mid-level gold sore medicine can restore 100 health points, and two copies are 200 points, could it be that these 200 health points completely replenish the blood shed by Nalan Yuanshu?

Just about to speak, he saw Nalan Yuanshu snort, softened suddenly, and the palm holding Wednesday fell weakly on his body. Looking at his wound again, it began to bleed again.

Seeing this, Wednesday hurriedly took out a primary gold sore medicine, and while gently sprinkling it on the wound, he said to Nalan Yuan: "Lord Admiral, I have no malice, I just don't want you to die like this, no matter how rotten the imperial court is, you are good enough, and your supernatural four-door stick method, if you are taken away like this, it will be a pity." As he spoke, he tore Nalan Yuanshu's clothes apart, and then gently wrapped them around his neck, "Don't move, don't exert force, although my medicine is very effective, but you are too seriously injured, and the wound will collapse if you are not careful, so it will really be hopeless." ”

Seeing Nalan Yuanshu open his mouth to say something, Wednesday stretched out his index finger and shook it, "Don't speak," and then stood aside and waited for Nalan Yuanshu to recover.

It's just that don't look at Wednesday is quite calm, in fact, he is also a little nervous, because he doesn't know if his advanced mission can be completed after rescuing Nalan Yuanshu, and he doesn't know if Nalan Yuanshu will kill him again after he finishes it.

Although Wednesday is Nalan Yuanshu's life-saving benefactor, he is also a thief who colluded with Lu Haodong to rebel, if Nalan Yuanshu vented Lu Haodong's anger about Sun Wen's escape on him on Wednesday, he really didn't know what to do, and he could only hope that the system would quickly announce the end of the mission.

A few minutes later, Nalan Yuanshu stood up against the wall, refused Wednesday's kindness to support him, and then stared at Wednesday and said, "You monk, you really have some ability, you can still revive me even if I die, hum." ”

Looking at Nalan Yuanshu's weak but still strong face, Wednesday shook his head helplessly, "I'm not a Buddha, how can I save the dead, you're not dead, you're just in a coma, it just so happens that I have the healing medicine that my master gave me, and I came in time, if you delay for another three or two minutes, you will have nine lives and die." ”

Nalan Yuanshu took two steps against the wall, breathing in the fresh air, as if he had been imprisoned under the cellar for hundreds of years, and then looked at Wednesday and said, "You saved me, what reward do you want?"

Wednesday's eyebrows jumped, and he endured the excitement in his heart and said lightly: "The four-door stick method and the trick of bunching into sticks." ”