Looking at the entire rivers and lakes, Wenshun, the king of the Storm Sword, can actually be regarded as a strong man.

There has been no saying about whether there is an accurate standard for the "strong", after all, compared to ordinary people, even if the evil qi enters the body, it is strong, but the evil qi enters the body in the face of the master of the evil qi release, it is only as weak as a chicken - in general, the standard of the "strong" will have different algorithms at different times, but in general, there are still some broad standards.

For example, one against a hundred.

Being able to defeat hundreds of besieging enemies head-on at least means that the worldly forces have no way to take this person, and this person already has some power to ignore the rules of the world, unless he encounters another stronger master...... But that's a dispute between masters, and it has little to do with ordinary people.

From this point of view, Wang Wenshun is a very typical strong man, and among the strong people, he can also be called a master.

But Wang Wenshun at the moment doesn't think so.

Indeed, he may be able to easily defeat those so-called warriors who have entered the body, and even kill some so-called masters who have achieved the release of evil spirits, and he has always felt that he is quite capable - of course, there are indeed masters in this world who are even higher than him, but after all, they are still very few, at least in terms of his own experience, he is still quite proud of his Storm Knife.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, and my predecessors are still so young."

The boy didn't know what to say for a while, after all, it was the first time he had encountered such a bullshit thing.

“…… Well. ”

Just like now, since he admits that he is not running in the hall, but just experiencing life, it is equivalent to admitting the identity of the so-called "senior" in the other party's mouth.

"So senior, can you elaborate on the details of that day?"

And the scratch on the iron whip, like a crack between the dark clouds, made him feel warm again, and he also saw the direction of progress again.

It's still the same sentence, he knows how to fight a fart, he hasn't even practiced serious play, how can he describe the situation of fighting - but now it's all about this, even if you don't understand, you have to say it, otherwise you can't speak for a long time, and this brother Wang finds out that he is just a runaway, so do you want his face?

"Think of a way, think of a way......"

So there had to be another way, and it sounded like the way of the strong......

Wang Wenshun nodded, and then looked at the handkerchief on the young man's shoulder.

"It's okay, what could be the matter?"

But just as he walked into the inn, ready to challenge his former enemy, the iron whip on the wall caught his eye.

The boy who was just about to pour water almost snapped the teapot onto him.

"Ah, this."

Wang Wenshun was stupid, this life-and-death confrontation could still be solved in such a way.

It was at this time that the voice of the Storm Sword King sounded again.

"Are you alright? Why do you sweat so much? ”

"What's wrong with you, senior?"

The opponent's knife actually contains his knife technique, but his knife technique has no way to explain the opponent's knife move, just this point, it is already a superior judgment.

The details, he knows the details of a fart, he didn't fight that battle, what can he understand - he is even immersed in the "senior" just now and has not come to his senses, he really can't think of how to deal with this situation now.

So, the man who wielded the sword was the boy who wielded it......

Seeing this, Wang Wenshun was even more deeply aware of the huge gap between himself and the strong man who remained in this scar.

The boy wanted to explain two sentences, after all, he really couldn't afford this senior.

Obviously, judging from the results, it was the strong man in the sword who retreated, but this senior is also a person with martial virtues, and the iron whip hanging on the wall is not only a commemoration of that battle, but also an opportunity for future generations to observe, so that people can feel what the real strong man is like.

Wang Wenshun bowed deeply to the young man in front of him.

But this silence, in the eyes of Wang Wenshun, turned into a kind of silent majesty.

"One more force, the iron whip will break, one less force, the iron whip will be knocked away, to cut out marks on the steel, this force of internal rotation...... How can I still have my own knife skills? ”

With this in mind, the boy cleared his throat and began his performance.

He was ready to chat with his old acquaintance, but he really didn't expect this senior-you must know that his current age is less than fourteen, which is still a virtual age, and the Storm Sword King in front of him is forty years old just by looking at his face, why did he become a senior instead?

"So isn't the Iron Whip hanging there? Collecting tickets can be regarded as his labor. ”

Of course, there are pros and cons.

"I'm definitely not going to say it...... If there is really any secret involved, it is good that I didn't ask about it, after all, the details of the fight are ......"

Wang Wenshun himself is a swordsman, and naturally knows that there is such a thing as a knife, and many times it also has its own limitations - but this kind of thing is generally known to the swordsman himself, this young man uses an iron whip, and he is so familiar with the secrets between this swordsman?

As he spoke, Wang Wenshun had already pulled the young man away from the crowd and came to the outside of the post station.

He really knew one.

"Senior, this is in...... Experience life? ”

"In short, I don't think it's easy for him, so I ended up fighting with him, and it was all his money for wine and food."

The boy was sweating a little.

"This, this, this, ......"

The words of defense were choked back into his stomach, and the boy gritted his teeth and nodded.

Although that strong man doesn't look like a strong man, and he doesn't talk and do things like a strong man on weekdays, but the other party really won the terrifying swordsman, which he saw with his own eyes - in other words, he only needs to replace Du Chengfeng in that incident with himself, doesn't this matter make sense?

But since you want to imitate, you must imitate a whole set, not only to retell the thing itself, including the style of acting, the style of speaking, but also to imitate.

Yes, what sounds like a strong man, looks like a strong man, and the formalities are like a strong man, and no one will doubt his identity as a strong man?

"You mean to win the battle against that swordsman, there's nothing to say about this, it's that he wanted to pay the debt and not give the money, so I stopped him, and then he split like this, and I ......stopped him in advance."

The boy struggled to figure out a solution.

After several spins in his head, the boy gritted his teeth and gave his explanation.

As a master of knives, he could naturally see that the iron whip was left with a knife mark - he even knew this iron whip, after all, although the local boy did not exchange his name with him, this iron whip also impressed him.

He didn't know if the Storm Sword King would listen, but it would at least give him some peace of mind.

After all, the reason why many so-called masters are difficult to advance is not necessarily because they don't work hard, but more often because they are short of a key point - just like Wang Wenshun himself, after perfecting his own storm knife, he was also confused for a while and couldn't figure out the direction of progress.

Yes, he had heard of such a legend, saying that some masters did not put all their minds on killing, but focused on cultivating themselves, these masters are often well-looking, and even some masters are obviously old, but their faces and postures are still like teenage girls - perhaps the senior in front of him used a similar method, which also explains why the other party was able to compete with the strong man in the sword.

But in the eyes of a knowledgeable person like Wang Wenshun, it is already another matter.

He still remembered how Du Chengfeng fought at that time, it was a dazzling set of operations, including dodging, hand-to-hand short fights, and the unclear, but most critical lore - but the problem is here, Du Chengfeng used a pen at the time, but he used an iron whip in his mouth, and the gap between these two things is too big.

Such valuable knowledge is generously placed here for others to see, but this open-mindedness is already worthy of the word senior.

The boy barely managed to squeeze out a smile, and his back was already sweating.

The boy tried to make a gesture, but it was a little too clumsy.

"I ......"

Now that the other party can think crookedly, it would be great, but it saves him from making up his own rhetoric, after all, he doesn't have much talent in making up stories.

Speaking of which, the boy was stuck.

It's just because things are starting to fall wrong.

He can't say that he stabbed people through with an iron whip, right? That's not right.

"Fight, yes, fight."

"Seniors have a knack for rejuvenating their faces, I understand."

The person who wielded this sword could be so strong.

What's more, this way of describing is quite unreliable, if you really want to fight for three days and three nights in a row, not to mention physical strength, just talk about these two people themselves, do they eat or don't? Well, even if both of them are invincible Iron King Kong, and they can do it for three days and three nights without going to the thatched house, what about the horses that the two of them ride? Horses don't poop and pee?

"Senpai."

After all, he had heard what Mr. Storyteller had said, and the Storm Sword King in front of him must have also heard Mr. Storyteller say it.

"Stop the hand holding the knife in advance, this is not something ordinary people can do......"

The more carefully he looked at the knife mark, the more frightened Wang Wenshun became, such a knife, if he was to cut it, I am afraid that he would not be able to cut it ten years later - no, not even ten years later, if he hadn't seen this knife mark with his own eyes, he would have been fighting for twenty years, and I am afraid he would not be able to cut this exquisite knife.

Until he saw the iron whip in front of him.

"Yes, that's it, a strong man who lives in seclusion naturally doesn't show any strong man's style......"

"Well, I'm not really a ......"

Should it be said that it is worthy of being a superior method? At least if he were to come, there would definitely be a death between the two, but this senior not only gave the other party a face, let the other party go down the steps, but also left the other party with a knife intent, and he didn't lose money, of course, more importantly, such a valuable thing can be seen by everyone for money, which is really ......

But at this time, the Storm Sword King spoke first.

"Originally, after I threw him to the ground, I was going to let him go, but he still slashed with a knife, and I really couldn't help it, so I ......"

This is also why, Wang Wenshun will naturally call each other seniors.

Originally, when he came back here, he didn't actually think about any visits, he wanted revenge after that, he just wanted to erase his past mistakes - although he did lose that night, he could fight back, and fight again, if it was a big deal, he would die in battle, which was also a good talk.

When it comes to making up stories, the first thing that comes to the boy's mind is what he heard from Mr. Storyteller on weekdays, the two armies shouted in front of the formation, the two generals fought for 300 rounds, the battle lasted for three days and three nights, and for a time it was dark and people turned on their backs - but he immediately realized that he must not say that.

Or, this senior, was actually a swordsman originally?

"No, no, offended, offended."

The young man said this, but a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind.

Just when Wang Wenshun came back to his senses, the young man continued to talk.

"Anyway, don't say it."

First, the boy made a gesture of silence and gave a gag order.

Is it that strong?

"This knife technique ......"

A sentence of Brother Wang, this Wang Wenshun Khan is about to come out - he didn't know the details of the other party before, and it was nothing to listen to Brother Wang, but now the other party is obviously a hidden master, and he wants to dare to respond to this sentence Brother Wang, which is a bit too much to know whether to live or die.

There is nothing to do about this kind of thing, after all, the other party is a friend in the rivers and lakes, and when he talked to the other party before, he didn't talk about his work - a good man in the rivers and lakes actually ran in the post station, which is a bit embarrassing to say no matter how you look at it.

But the young man ......

At this moment, he already regarded this young senior as his idol.

If you can't think of it, you don't want to do it, and the boy chooses to break the can.

"I can't afford it! Can't afford it! ”

"I really want to know how it was ...... that day"

Thinking of this, Wang Wenshun himself stopped thinking first, after all, the seniors in front of him had already chosen to remain incognito, and it was a bit too much for him to delve into the past of others.

Seeing that the young man appeared in his sight, Wang Wenshun hurriedly leaned over, and even put an honorific title in his words.

"This ......"

"Seniors are righteous! Worship by the juniors! ”

There are also traces on the iron whip...... He patronized it just now, but he forgot to make up for this trace, but once he made up this paragraph, he had to say that he stood aside and was stabbed in vain, which is simply ......

A real powerhouse, of course! He just needs to imitate the real powerhouse!

As for the real powerhouse......

"Just, I'm here, I'm incognito, I don't want people to know, and you don't want to go around...... Do me a favor Brother Wang, don't say it. ”

If he can have the strength and open-mindedness of this senior, how can he not repay his great hatred?

"Please point me in!"

Thinking of this, Wang Wenshun bowed down again.

(End of chapter)