Volume 1: The Rise of the Western Regions Chapter 48 The Whetstone

The two mountain bandits watched Zhao Rang change his posture, but he didn't react, and his heart was still like water.

Zhao Rang noticed something unusual, he felt that these people were definitely not ordinary mountain bandits!

In the more than half a year since he left home, Zhao Rang has encountered many mountain kings, and there are countless people who rob roads and cut paths.

These bandits all have a common trait, that is, they are fierce and greedy, and they cannot even restrain their own emotions. As long as you don't talk about a word, the next moment you will definitely scream and pounce on you, you have to fight to the death!

After all, fighting for power is the capital of this industry. They don't even want their lives, and if they can't completely get out of the way, their jobs will be snatched away by others sooner or later.

In contrast, these guys are too calm.

It's very abnormal!

Although they also want money and women, they can restrain their emotions and greed very well.

Not to mention the leader, the two men armed with maces on his left and right are far more than some well-known high-rollers!

In particular, these two people have a degree of advance and retreat, and the stick method of attacking and defending properly will never be a wild way, it must be a regular sect teacher, and it can only be achieved after years of training.

After this trip just now, Zhao Rang already roughly knew that the martial arts cultivation of these two people should be above the seventh rank, barely reaching the edge of the sixth rank.

Compared with him, of course, there is still a layer behind, but these two people plus the leader, the three of them are in a zigzag formation, and no matter who Zhao Rang throws his knife to, he has to face the counterattack of the two at the same time.

In this way, it can basically make up for the lack of cultivation and drag Zhao Rang into the struggle.

But no matter what the true identity of this group of mountain bandits is, since the knife has been issued at the moment, it has become a dead end.

The so-called dead end is not an unbreakable situation, but one party must die!

No one wants to die.

It's the same even for bandits who don't take their lives seriously.

The purpose of doing businessless trading is to make more money, and to make money is to enjoy more, and to enjoy it must be life. Otherwise, if you become a ghost, what can you do if you guard the mountains of gold and silver?

Zhao Rang was short and decided to cut the two of them down with both hands.

Although the mace can be used as a stick, it is not a stick after all, and it is top-heavy!

If you attack with a quick knife, these two people will definitely slowly show their flaws due to the constraints of the blade.

When the two saw Zhao Rang put on a starting pose, they immediately pressed down and set up the mace in their hands, and the body of the stick was obliquely sideways.

"You're a border army!"

Seeing this posture, Zhao Rang blurted out.

There are also people in his Zhao family who serve as the head of the Dawei border army, and Zhao Rang has seen couplets in the battalion.

At that time, the sergeant who played the side of the Western Regions started by pressing down with a horse step, setting up a blade, and all his hands turned into a yin grip, and the vanguard hand pressed the tip and began to accumulate strength.

Now seeing the posture of these two people, exactly the same as what they saw in the couplet, Zhao Rangdeng knew the true identity of these mountain bandits!

Hearing what Zhao Rang said, the leader's face moved slightly, and he said a word to the two subordinates.

Zhao Rang estimated that he had revealed their identities, and the leader must have given a death order. Presumably, he didn't even leave the woman he was worried about before, and he wanted to cut down the grass and eradicate the roots of the four of them.

So he rushed to attack first.

After picking out a knife in the diagonal ground, he slashed it vertically.

The voice is very powerful, as if it has exhausted all its strength.

When the two of them set up their maces horizontally and were about to resist with the heart of the stick, Zhao Rang Jianfeng wiped it on the side of the stick, like a breeze!

He remembered the sparring with Ye Sanniang in the small courtyard of Wangcheng.

"First fast, not fast, the knife is fast!"

"Chase the form and seize the momentum, the last to come!"

Zhao Rang remembered these two items, and then his shoulders sank, and his arms pressed down on the handle of the knife, and the tip of the knife was raised upward.

The two thought that Zhao Rang was going to stab them in the throat from the bottom up.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Rang slashed out at the knees of the two with his arms horizontal.

When the two of them reacted, the mace was still flat on their chests, so they had to erect it, poke it heavily into the ground, and used the tail of the stick to resist most of Zhao Rang's knife.

But there was still an unblocked knife momentum, cutting a bloody hole under the knees of the two people!

The two of them were in pain, and subconsciously looked down at their wounds.

Zhao Rang slashed horizontally, hitting the mace hard.

He deliberately did it to let the two of them come back to their senses and block with a horizontal stick.

Sure enough, these two people were slashed by Zhao Rang's knife before, and they were already a little confused.

hurriedly resisted, but it fell into Zhao Rang's trap!

is in response to Ye Sanniang's "catching turtles in the urn".

Zhao Rang turned around and slashed, and the blade forced the two of them to face the door.

After holding the knife with both hands, Zhao Rang's speed and strength have changed a lot, and through Ye Sanniang's on-demand before, he has changed a lot of knife moves, and now in the face of the two, he has gained the upper hand and taken the initiative, and it has become a one-sided situation.

If Zhao Rang was willing, he could kill the two of them in three or four swords.

But he suddenly felt that it was not easy to meet such two opponents of equal strength, so it was better to use the two of them as his whetstones!

The path of martial arts, since ancient times, has been both superior and inferior, but also life and death.

Although the sparring with Ye Sanniang is useful, in fact, it is all Ye Sanniang feeding herself, and the improvement is limited.

Only in this way is the true life and death of a martial cultivator the right path to ascension!

The reaction and judgment when facing the enemy, and the combined use of moves and body techniques, can improve by leaps and bounds!

This knife is a few inches forward, and it can split the door of the two people, and Zhao Rang retracted his hand.

Seeing this, Yuan Kexin, who was standing behind him, said to Ye Sanniang anxiously:

"Sanniang, can you help him?"

The two talked a lot along the way, and they became acquainted. Although Yuan Kexin's vigilance against Ye Sanniang could not be said to be completely absent, at least most of it had dissipated.

At this time, I saw that Zhao Rangyi was one against two, although there was no crisis for the time being, but for a long time, I am afraid it would still be bad, so I begged Ye Sanniang, hoping that she could make a move.

With the cultivation of her three-rank great master, she must be able to ambush these clowns with her fingers.

But Ye Sanniang shook her head and said:

"If I make a move, he'll scold me!"

Yuan Kexin asked incomprehensibly:

"How so? Brother Zhao is not the kind of person who doesn't know what to do!"

Yuan Kexin thought that Ye Sanniang was making excuses and didn't want to make a move.

Before she could plead again, she heard Ye Sanniang say:

"Sister, don't you see that your brother Zhao is using the other party as a whetstone?"

Yuan Kexin frowned and looked at it for a while, but she still didn't understand what she meant, so she had to look at Ye Sanniang, waiting for her to explain to herself.

Ye Sanniang said slowly:

"You see, when knives and clubs are fighting, the most effective way is to slide up and down the pole to let them go."

"If you can cut the opponent's vanguard, you can break the power point of his stick, and the winner is basically decided."

Yuan Kexin heard this interjection and said:

"But Brother Zhao didn't go out like this, is it because he can't find an opportunity?"

Ye Sanniang shook her head and said:

"But there is a downside to this, that is, if the opponent is experienced in the face of the enemy, he will completely let go of his hands and then block with his mace behind his back."

"Have you noticed, every time these two people change hands, they change their moves. And what your brother Zhao just said is right, these people are not ordinary mountain bandits, they are indeed border troops! ”

As soon as Ye Sanniang's words fell, the two of them really changed their grips again.

Moved down with both hands, grabbed the bottom of the mace, picked it up high, and took advantage of inertia and length to smash Zhao Rang's head and face.

The two of them picked up their maces on their sides almost at the same time, and smashed them on their heads at the same time.

Zhao Rang was a little lower than the stick, and he couldn't dodge, so he had to hold the knife with both hands to resist!

The huge force from the knife body smashed all the energy he had mobilized...... The body staggered backwards, and the door in front of his chest suddenly opened.

"Brother Jean!"

Simon Da Zhuang was ready to step forward to help with one arrow step.

"Don't move!"

Unexpectedly, he was frozen by the two words in Ye Sanniang's mouth!

"Is this the legendary way of saying things? Where did Brother Jean find such a powerful sister-in-law, could it be that she is a fairy? ”

Ximen Dazhuang held a huge strength that was unmatched, but he was pressed by Ye Sanniang's fluttering words and couldn't move, and his back couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

After thinking about it, I felt that my worries were really unnecessary!

Since there is such a powerful sister-in-law in the rear, Brother Jean will definitely not be in danger. How can a person who can let a fairy descend to earth to be his wife be a short-lived ghost? There must be atmospheric luck!

As soon as the thought in his heart was understood, Simon Da Zhuang felt that his body was free again!

This made him feel that Ye Sanniang was a fairy...... Otherwise, how can you still find out what is in your heart?

In addition to admiring Zhao Rang, he has already begun to ponder in his heart, and he must ask Zhao Rang how he found the fairy later, and he must let him introduce him to himself!

sneaked out by himself, if he could bring a fairy back, no one would dare to say that he didn't know a word. Even grandma can't, her old man is the most immortal, kowtow to incense and the sun never sets!

Looking at Zhao Rang's side again, the two saw that the door of his chest was wide open, and they immediately poked forward with their maces, wanting to kill him!

Zhao gave his head to the side, which could be avoided.

The other person pressed down with a horizontal rod and completely infused the energy of his whole body.

According to this person's thoughts, Zhao Rang must be blocked with a knife. At that time, he pressed the blade down, lost his flexibility, and the other person smashed it back, and the plan took his life.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Rang's body was soft, like noodles.

Following the force of his mace, he lay down on the ground.

Then he rolled over, rolled over and slashed at his knee.

The blade was faster than the screams of the two.

After fighting for so long, Zhao Rang felt that he had run in enough, and the last knife was a killer move!

The two of them fell to the left and the right, and the mace in their hands rolled to the ground.

The muscles and bones below the knees of his legs were severed in unison, and one of them fainted in pain after two calls, while the other clutched his hands wildly and dragged himself in the direction of their leader.

Zhao Rang stood up, wiped the dirt stuck to his face, and then made up two knives and sent the two of them on the road completely.