0351 One against two hundred, dare?

Early the next morning after Borg Langdon's visit to Wednesday, Borg Langdon revisited Wednesday and said that he had reassembled the swordsmen and asked Wednesday to come over and continue training.

Truth be told, Borg Langdon was really like a corporal of courtesy at this time. It's a pity that I saw Leonard's ending on Wednesday, and I know that this person is actually quite thin-hearted, and once he is useless to him, he will leave you aside, and there is no human touch. Of course, Wednesday didn't really play for Borg Langdon, who has nothing to do with him, and even the more mediocre he is, the better it will be for Wednesday.

However, at this time, the task has not been completed, so it is natural to give Borg Langdon some face on the surface, just like catching a big fish, not to drag hard, but to loosen and tighten a little bit of the fish's body, until he can no longer struggle and then close the net. And Borg Langdon is Wednesday's fish, he has already taken the bait, and this time is just consuming Borg Langdon's strength, delaying time and making people unknowingly attack. Presumably, when Borg Langdon comes to his senses, he will die.

Following Borg Langdon back to the training ground, looking at the swordsmen who were still a little unconvinced, Wednesday sneered, "A bunch of cowards, you are not convinced, do you, think I am using Mr. Langdon to suppress you?"

With Borg Langdon here, even if those swordsmen were not convinced, they didn't dare to say it directly, but the expressions on their faces were extremely obvious, after all, they were all the elite of Borg Langdon, even Borg Langdon himself hadn't reprimanded them like a grandson, how could he stand Wednesday's scolding, so although they were silent one by one, the expressions on their faces had already explained a word, anyway, it meant the same thing. That's not convinced!

Seeing this, Wednesday felt that if he continued to delay, he would definitely arouse the suspicion of Borg Langdon, and he should do something practical at this time. After thinking about this, Wednesday snorted and beckoned to the men, "I know you're not convinced. Do you think I don't have any real skills, just those showmanship?"

"Yes!" a swordsman standing at the front of the queue suddenly shouted, "We suspect that the things you taught can't be used at all, and we tried it ourselves after we learned it, and it didn't have any actual combat effect at all, it was just a showcase." ”

Wednesday deliberately showed some angry and laughing expressions, "Flower shelf, then I'll use my flower shelf to try it with you?" ”

"Don't dare, as long as Mr. Langdon has no opinion," this swordsman is not a fool. Also know about Borg Langdon.

But Borg Langdon was begging for Wednesday at this time, and although he didn't say that he was obedient to Wednesday, he didn't have any problem with training, after all, he had seen Wednesday with his own eyes. After receiving Wednesday's suggestive look, he nodded and said, "Okay, I allow you to challenge Mr. Tolan, but if you lose, you must completely obey Mr. Tolan's orders, dare to agree?"

"Dare!" replied the swordsman in a loud voice. As he spoke, he suddenly stood up and stood on the opposite side of Wednesday. Showing off his strong pectoral muscles, like a rooster ready to fight.

Wednesday grinned, "You're so bold, how are you going to fight me?"

"Hmph, I'm empty-handed, you only use your legs. Let's see how good your leg skills are," the swordsman said defiantly.

"Well, I don't have a problem with that, it's just a little unfair," Wednesday mused, deliberately touching his own bar.

"Not fair?" the swordsman heard Wednesday's words. Sneered, "Then I don't even need to fight in addition to weapons, so it's fair, right?" As his words came out, the other swordsmen also burst into laughter.

In the face of the sneering of these swordsmen, Wednesday said unhurriedly: "I mean it's unfair to you, so let's do it, how many of you are here? Let's go together, don't use weapons, use your fighting spirit casually, and I'll only use my legs to see if you beat me up or if I will beat you down alone." ”

Hearing Wednesday's words, not only the swordsman in front of him was stunned, but also Borg Langdon, these people were also dumbfounded, one person has to challenge two hundred people? These two hundred people are not ordinary people, but swordsmen, and their strength is quite good, they are all between senior swordsmen and great swordsmen, and more importantly, they are very experienced in combat, and they can fight one by one.

Although these swordsmen don't use weapons, they can only use their legs on Wednesday, and this duel is very unfair no matter how you look at it. In their imagination, no matter how powerful Wednesday is, they will be beaten by these swordsmen, after all, there are many people, and they can all use fighting energy, and their attack and defense are very strong.

If you use Dou Qi empty-handed, it may not cause a bleeding effect such as a slash and stab of the great sword, but the blunt effect is very strong. The fists of those swordsmen are stronger than iron hammers after activating the fighting qi, and they can smash stones with a single fist, which is definitely not a joke.

But Wednesday said that he wanted to challenge these 200 swordsmen with his legs, which seemed to everyone to be a joke, because everyone knew that it was almost impossible. It wouldn't be impossible if all of these swordsmen didn't use Dou Qi, but Wednesday actually emphasized that they could use Dou Qi casually, which made everyone incomprehensible.

Could it be that this Bichel wants these swordsmen to beat him up and get angry? Borg Langdon laughed at the thought of this possibility, but he still wanted to save some face for Wednesday, "Ahem, Mr. Tolan, this, why don't you come one by one? It's too exaggerated for two hundred people to go up together," Borg Langdon said beautifully, but the meaning is actually obvious, that is, Bichiel, are you stupid to propose such a duel, take advantage of this opportunity to go downhill.

Of course, Wednesday knew what Borg Langdon meant, but he smiled lightly and said: "Mr. Langdon, don't worry, just these fools, don't say two hundred, even four hundred, I'm not afraid, let them come, if they can beat me up, I will immediately contribute all my cultivation know-how, want them to bow and apologize, and every time I see them in the future, I will salute them." ”

Hearing Wednesday's words, and seeing Wednesday's expression, everyone realized that Wednesday was not joking, but really following 200 people. At this time, the swordsman realized that this was a big problem, because in any case, the Bichel played on Wednesday was an instructor invited by Borg Langdon, and if Bichel was beaten up, it would not only hit the instructor, but also the face of the leader of Borg Langdon. After thinking of this, the leading swordsman hesitated a little.

Seeing this, Wednesday simply added fuel to the fire and said: "What? The cowards are scared? I challenge you with two legs alone and two legs to use the two hundred people who can use the fighting spirit, don't you dare to accept it?"

"Why don't you dare, but you mean what you say?" was provoked by Wednesday, and the swordsman couldn't care so much, and blurted out.

Wednesday nodded, "Of course words count, but if you lose, you must listen to me in the future, dare to agree?"

"Sun Tzu doesn't dare," the swordsman roared.

Wednesday asked again, "Can you represent the one hundred and ninety-nine people behind you?"

"Of course," the swordsman said proudly.

Wednesday secretly pondered in his heart, this swordsman seems to be the most prestigious person among these swordsmen, but his strength may be average, and the most powerful is only a great swordsman. Because the great swordsman is a swordsman above him, and the masters of the swordsman level are all people with very high official positions, just like Benedict, they will not mix with these ordinary swordsmen, although they will also have official positions, but they will definitely not be very high.

Thinking of this, Wednesday beckoned, "Then let's start, you use your fighting qi empty-handed, I only use my feet, to see if you two hundred people leave, or if I have great leg skills," he said and slowly stood in a posture, followed by an extremely arrogant hook index finger.

Seeing Wednesday's movements, the swordsman's eyes became fascinated, and then he beckoned back, "One team and two teams follow me," and with his words, nineteen people were thrown out of the large formation, and a standard team was ten people. The swordsman was still a little hesitant in his heart, and instead of directly letting the ten squads surround him, he only called out two squads, wanting to try Wednesday's strength first.

Wednesday sneered, "You'll regret your carelessness," he said, kicking his feet on the ground and his waist flashed, shooting straight at the swordsman like a sharp arrow, followed by a sturdy kick on his chest after reaching him.

The swordsman didn't react at all, just blocked it with his arm, but in the face of Wednesday's kick, it was completely useless, and the whole person seemed to have been hit head-on by a flying dragon, flying out with four feet upside down, and then slammed into the nineteen people who had just rushed out. Fortunately, the swordsman turned on his fighting spirit in time and was not injured much.

It's true that he wasn't injured, but this face was lost, and the swordsman roared angrily, "Up," he shook his shoulders and stood up, and then rushed towards Wednesday with nineteen swordsmen, and in the process of charging, he unconsciously dispersed in a semicircle, surrounding Wednesday's front and side in three directions, it was a standard half-moon battle formation, after all, it was an experienced soldier, and these skills were very skillful.

It's a pity that Wednesday is not an ordinary enemy, but a master who is proficient in national arts and hides most of his strength, especially the advantage in internal strength gives him a natural upper hand in the face of these swordsmen. In the face of the flanking attack of twenty people, Wednesday snorted and rushed into their formation without fear, hula threw off the two long legs and smashed it. (To be continued......)