Chapter 244: A Contest for the Sake of Celebrity (Medium)

Zhao Long regained his internal strength alone in the tent, and what Zhao Yunming told him before was still echoing in his ears until this time......

"On the battlefield, human life is like a mustard!"

"My life, from the current point of view, is indeed worth more than you little devils!"

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Yes, Zhao Yunming was ruthless when he said these words. As his direct blood relative, his only grandson actually said such cold words. If Zhao Long was the previous boy in the hat, I am afraid that he would feel more concerned about this, and he would be more silent for a period of time in the future.

However, the current Zhao Long is not the previous boy with a hat, at this time he has grown into a guard iron coat and took off the hat. At the same time, the cruelty of last night's night attack on the Iron Cavalry Camp made the two-knife boy grow up a lot.

The glance at Zhao Yunming made him understand a lot. The battlefield is never a place to sympathize with the weak, where weakness can lead to the loss of everything, not only life, but also what you swear to protect.

So on the battlefield, when his own grandson asked him why he didn't go to the battlefield, Zhao Yunming gave the answer, which was not an escape, but the most real cruelty on the battlefield.

Could it be that a tall and thin middle-aged man doesn't want to go into battle to kill the enemy? Don't want his grandson to hide safely behind him?

On the battlefield, human life is like a mustard. As everyone knows, whether it is a game of chess or a chess player, their fate is like duckweed, and they can't help themselves.

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At this moment, two people stood outside the tent, and without waiting for them to speak, Zhao Long said softly: "Just come in, you don't need to be polite." ”

Lin Fenghuo smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, took the lead in opening the door curtain, and walked in.

"You are really a stuffy gourd, such a rare opportunity, don't come out to do activities?" the swarthy young man smiled and looked at Zhao Long who was sitting cross-legged on the blanket.

The young man with the double knife was just immersed in his previous thoughts, and his face was a little ugly, but after all, the other party was one of his few friends, so he had to deal with it: "The war is not over, let's be in the standby camp." ”

In fact, this is an obvious shirk, if the two armies faced each other before, Yin Renfang was really worried about being attacked by the other party's night camp, but at this time, Ji Rentu had already led his troops to retreat twenty miles.

Not to mention the black-armored cavalry, even if Ji Rentu had such an elite squad with the same combat power as the Twelve Masters of Yanwu, it would be basically impossible to sneak attack from the territory of Yinren Village across this distance.

And the other party definitely doesn't have a squad with such strong combat power as Yi Xifeng and them, otherwise they wouldn't have stayed until now.

Zhao Long frowned and said softly, "Is there anyone outside?"

The curtain of the tent was lifted again, and a white young man walked in, with a shy smile on his face.

When Zhao Long saw this white and smiling face, his originally expressionless face instantly became a little colder. He simply closed his eyes slowly, ignoring the two people standing in his tent.

Kuroko glanced at the dead friend next to him, and tried his best to speak, meaning that if you have anything to say, you can say it yourself.

Yi Xifeng saw the other party's reaction, and ignored Lin Fenghuo beside him, but said straight to the point:

"How about a fight?"

Lin Fenghuo didn't expect that a madman would say it so bluntly, normally, he had to be tactful, on the grounds of learning from each other.

Zhao Long slowly opened his eyes, stared at the white young man in front of him, and said slowly: "You haven't even touched the realm of Mang, you are not my opponent!"

After that, the two-knife boy closed his eyes again, obviously not taking the other party's strength into account.

Yi Xifeng had already guessed that the other party's reaction would be like this, and he was sure that even if he made a provocation next, Zhao Long would still ignore him.

"Well, if the night is fine, you might as well make a bet. Whoever loses, stay away from Li Xintian. The white young man's clean mouth had a shy smile.

Lin Fenghuo frowned and reminded: "Crazy, gambling is forbidden in the barracks!"

It's just that the voice didn't fall, and Zhao Long interrupted: "A word is a certainty!"

Just when the swarthy young man was stunned, Yi Xifeng quickly added: "I will decide the way of fighting, and you will decide the venue!"

In fact, this request is a bit of a scoundrel, after all, they are all at war at this time, and they are not allowed to leave the camp in groups at night.

Of course, like the day before yesterday, Yi Xifeng was in the forest, except for those who practiced the sword all night and did not return to the camp.

However, Zhao Long didn't care about this, in fact, in his heart, he had long wanted to beat the other party.

Although this kind of thoughts and thoughts are constantly suppressed and restrained by the two-knife boy. It's just that when Yi Xifeng mentioned Li Xintian in front of him, that tyrannical emotion, Zhao Long couldn't control it anymore.

"Well, let's be outside the tent!" said him, and he got up from the top of the tent and walked out of the tent first.

Lin Fenghuo gave a thumbs up to the white young man and said in a low voice, "Be careful." ”

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Soon the matter of the two "fighting" spread in the camp, of course, Lin Fenghuo, as the middleman, naturally did not mention the gambling fight.

He knew the nature of these strong men, and the age of this group of people was older than the age of the seven of them, and if the matter of the exchange was infected with this kind of gossip, I believe that it would not be long before it spread throughout the camp, and finally it was forcibly terminated.

"Tell me what you're asking for!" Zhao Long asked in a low voice.

Yi Xifeng also put away the shy smile on his face and explained: "It's very simple, you are only allowed to use the martial arts of the water attribute, and I am only allowed to use the yang attribute. ”

The Twin Blade Young Man frowned and asked curiously, "Do you know any other martial arts techniques?"

The white boy snorted, "No." ”

Zhao Long replied a little helplessly: "Okay, let's start." ”

With that, the black Cold Star Sword and the cyan forehead blue lotus double-bladed blades were pulled out of their sheaths at the same time. In an instant, the fierce internal strength exchange between the fields continued.

The two of them were extremely accurate in positioning each other's strength, although Zhao Long kept saying just now, "Yi Xifeng is not his opponent!", but this does not mean that the Twin Knife Boy will underestimate the enemy.

And Yi Xifeng's pressure is even greater, after all, the difference between the two is a strength realm. He is not yet a cultivator at the peak of the realm of potential, and the opponent's strength realm has reached the peak of the realm of mang.

"Water dragon groan, two breezes!"

Zhao Long did not use the broken green lotus that he often used, but directly used the "two clear winds". The huge whirlwind of shattered mangs, wrapped in a powerful impact, went straight to the white boy.

Yi Xifeng saw that the other party came up and used a big move, so he had to parry first, so he slammed the cold star sword horizontally, and the wine around his body quickly surged towards the Guizang sword scabbard behind him.

"Bafang Sword Curtain!"

It is one of the two moves created by the white pure boy according to the wine qi and the strength of the spirit. Although in principle, this move is very similar to "Qianli River", but in detail, Qianli River is from the snow mountain cave around the body to the sword blade, and after the blessing of the sword blade itself, the sword shadow gushing out is sharper.

The Bafang Sword Curtain first gathers the internal energy in the scabbard behind him, so that the released sword shadow is more condensed and thick, and it is more suitable for defending against enemy attacks.