Volume 1 A Hundred Years of Luck in the Rivers and Lakes Chapter 111 Rules
Some warriors who have been in the rivers and lakes for a long time and have experienced a lot of wind and waves will always say such a sentence: Fighting is an art!
When this sentence falls on the ears of fledgling boys, it is inevitable that they will feel scorned, but after they have been tempered by a battle, they will know that how to continue this art is the key to the survival of most warriors.
Fighting is not only about moving forward, but also about retreating. How to use true qi reasonably is the first lesson they need to learn.
There is no doubt that Meng Qian, who has not yet entered the rivers and lakes, is this kind of little chick who does not know the depth of the rivers and lakes. Although I heard Boss Li's guidance, it was still a little difficult to understand when I didn't experience it personally.
"However, Meng Li's true qi is less than Li Baitao'......"
Without waiting for Meng Qian to finish speaking, Liang Yin, who had long been unable to stand on the sidelines, finally couldn't bear the stupidity of the fat man next to him anymore, lifted the latter's fat ears, pointed to the martial arts field and said: "Fool, stare at your dog eyes and give me a good look, haven't you found out yet? Meng Li and that Li Botao's true qi consumption, who consumes more." ”
Meng Qian's eyes widened, looking intently at the two people in the battle, and as he observed carefully, he soon found the clue.
"Li Botao's consumption of true qi is far more than Meng Li!"
Meng Qian was stunned by his own discovery.
On the martial arts field, the two people facing each other with swords, the blades they held were all injected with true qi, shining with the unique brilliance of true qi, but this brilliance was bright and dark, and at this time it was forming a sharp contrast.
It's easier to defend than to attack!
Meng Li's sword light was far darker than Li Baitao's sword light, which showed that Li Baitao consumed much more true qi than Meng Li at this time.
Boss Li said with emotion: "This Meng Li doesn't know how to cultivate, the foundation of the sword technique is so solid that it is simply unbelievable, plus I don't know what method is used, the tenacity of the body is far beyond the normal five forging realm, this can only compete with Li Botao's Flying Star Sword with very little true qi, according to their current consumption level, before Meng Li's true qi is exhausted, Li Botao himself will not be able to support it first." ”
Hearing that Li Botao couldn't solve Meng Li, Meng Qian suddenly became anxious. But then I heard Boss Li say it again.
"But you are not wrong about one thing, this Meng Li must die today. ”
Boss Li looked at Meng Qian, whose expression instantly changed from anxious to ecstatic, and said with a smile: "The rivers and lakes are bottomless, if we want to survive in this stormy rivers and lakes, we can't just rely on force, no matter how big the fist is, it is still a fist after all, not as good as the head and ass!"
Meng Qian held his head in both hands, and then hugged his hips, looking thoughtful.
Boss Li pursed the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly, holding the brand-new steel knife in his hand, while feeling the weight of the steel knife, his eyes had already looked at the young figure in the martial arts field again.
I've even changed a knife for you, don't let me down too much!
Out of the knife out of the knife and out of the knife again!
Meng Li slashed one after another, swinging with a flat belt, the soles of his feet seemed to have roots, firmly nailed to the ground, but his body sank slightly, and he didn't move anymore.
With five forgings against six forgings, Meng Li perfectly interpreted his understanding of knife techniques with his impeccable performance.
For his own sword skills, Meng Li has a considerable degree of self-confidence, confident that he can be safe and sound under Li Botao's flying sword.
However, this is not a long-term solution.
Boss Li's judgment was not wrong, if he continued to develop in this form, Meng Li would indeed be able to drag Li Botao down, but the premise was that he had to be a normal five-forging martial artist.
Meng Li, who cultivates simple and lazy skills, has only half the true qi of a normal martial artist, even if he is promoted to the Five Forging Realm, at most he is a Five Forging Disability, as for the subtlety of qi control in the eyes of outsiders, it is just a helpless move to do it as a last resort.
Meng Li's true qi is only half of that of ordinary people, and it is not enough to drag Li Botao to exhaustion. If it really goes on like this, he will definitely be the last person to die.
Li Botao seemed to be crazy, sword after sword, completely ignoring the consumption of true qi.
Meng Li originally wanted to wait for the other party to realize it later, and take the initiative to stop this illusion that seemed to be a chronic suicide on the surface. It wasn't until he noticed Li Botao's abnormality that he smiled bitterly and had to make changes from himself.
Meng Lina's legs, which seemed to have taken root, seemed to finally know what "Xiao Biesheng was newly married" after experiencing "glue-like" with the ground, and reluctantly left the ground.
The knife in his hand was flipped, changing the previous flat knife method, changing the swing to blocking, and with the power of Li Botao's sword, he quickly floated backwards while performing his body technique.
"Don't want to escape!"
Li Botao saw that Meng Li was "retreating", where was he willing to let it go easily, and immediately took advantage of the victory to pursue, and it was another flying star sword, attacking with all his might.
A sword crossed the sky, and the long sword that was firmly held in Li Botao's hand was like a flying sword, pulling Li Botao and quickly closing the distance between the two.
Meng Li narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Li Baitao who was chasing quickly, with a touch of coldness on his face.
The knife swings downwards with the blade tilted inward, revealing a strange posture that seems to be unthreatening, but if you look closely, you will find the exact opposite.
Ready to go, Blade Hanzo!
Li Botao, who lost his mind due to anger and only wanted to cut Meng Li under the sword, did not notice the coldness in Meng Li's eyes when he retreated. The moment Meng Li was approaching, the long sword in his hand was sent out without hesitation.
Shout!
The long sword flew incrediblely fast, but it was the wooden knife that was faster than the long sword.
A hidden blade shot out, like a flash flood erupting unstoppable. Hanzo's blade was filled with true qi, and the true power of this sword technique burst out in a flash of light.
Tibetan blade, this ordinary knife technique recorded on the knife book left by his father, does not seem to be as ordinary as depicted in the score. At least the power it burst out at this time was not like an ordinary sword technique that could not enter the grade.
The blade flipped over, changing from Hanzang to forward, and the Tibetan blade, which was already at least the third-grade level, showed the power it should have, and instantly shook the long sword stabbed by Li Botao, and slashed towards his right chest.
Even though he had a deep grudge against Li Botao, Meng Li still didn't plan to kill him, so he just slashed at his right chest, which was not the point.
When the blade falls, the next moment blood will surely splatter.
Just when Meng Li thought it was over, a cold ruthlessness flashed on Li Botao's serious face. I saw that he raised his left arm, and chose to block the blow with his arm.
The blade fell, and sure enough, it was a picture of blood splattering. But this was not the result Meng Li wanted.
Is it worth it to take this knife at the cost of an arm?
Li Botao's answer is that it is worth it.
Before the duel, he had already made a decision, this battle is either you die or I forget, and it is a good deal to exchange one arm for one life.
"Boy, you can give me death!"
Li Botao grinned coldly, as if he didn't care about the injury on his left arm at all, but his hideous face with green tendons betrayed him in an instant.
The pain of his broken arm was like a drill, and his face was instantly distorted under the unbearable pain of ordinary people.
Meng Li looked at this hideous face that was close at hand, and instantly broke out in a cold sweat, and in a trance, he saw a black shadow attacking, and after a closer look, it was actually the long sword that was shocked by the hidden blade before.
"Not good!"
Meng Li didn't expect that Li Botao's determination to kill him would be so strong, and he would rather cut off an arm than create an opportunity to kill him.
Faced with this situation, Meng Li could only exert his strength with all his strength, his body was volleyed high in the air, and his head and feet were able to dodge this fatal knife.
However, how could Li Botao, who did not hesitate to cut off his arm and put Meng Li to death, could easily let Meng Li go?
With a flick of his wrist, he threw the long sword out of his hand.
The long sword flew out, and this time it became a "flying" sword that was clear and straightforward.
Meng Li was in mid-air, with nowhere to be forced. No matter how you look at it, it's a certain death.
But just as the long sword was about to pierce his body, he suddenly stretched out his left hand, which had never held a knife, and raised his hand to hit a true qi in the air.
True Qi detached from the body, producing a faint repulsion force, and it was through this repulsion force out of nothing that Meng Li forcibly used his body to avoid the long sword thrown by Li Botao.
Changing direction in the air without contact with foreign objects, it is by no means a simple thing to do this, Meng Li was able to do this, thanks to the earnest teaching of Lu Jihan and Yan Xingguan, it was the body method adapted by these two people that he was able to dodge Li Botao's two fatal blows.
The sword sped by, grazing his cheek.
Meng Li's gaze swept back, looking at the long sword flying far away, and breathed a sigh of relief, but just when he thought that Li Botao finally had nothing to do, the third attack of the other party arrived.
The unguardable sword was missed, this seemed to be the ending that Li Botao had expected, when he took off the long sword, the person had already rushed over, and the remaining right hand was clenched into a fist, and a punch hit Meng Li's body.
Meng Li dodged the previous two attacks, but he couldn't dodge the third attack that was bound to happen.
Meng Li, who was hit by a punch, suddenly flew out upside down, suffocated his throat, and sprayed a blood mist.
Burst......
The sky was full of blood and mist.
On the martial arts field, the crowd was shocked, and they were speechless by the terrifying scene that had just happened.
First Li Botao was cut off an arm, and then Meng Li was slapped and vomited blood, all of this happened in an instant, so fast that he couldn't even blink an eye.
Alas, the last thing you wanted to happen happened!
The old village chief looked at the changes that happened in the martial arts field weakly, his fists clenched and then released, among the people, he was the only one who clearly understood the whole story, and the only one who could prevent this scene, but at that moment, he still gave up.
Something, no matter how much you stop it, will eventually happen. Since there is a grudge between the two, let them settle it here at once!
The old man's eyes rose slightly, and he couldn't help but think of his experience when he was young.
Meng Xi, who was standing in the crowd, rushed to the ring because he was worried about Li Botao's injury, and when he passed by the old man, he was glared at by the old man and stopped his steps.
"Since it's a duel, it should look like a duel, even if it's a brother, you can't interfere casually, didn't Li Botao teach you this rule?"
The rivers and lakes have rules of the rivers and lakes, and those who violate these rules will eventually be expelled.
Meng Xi looked at the old man who got along with him day and night, and for the first time felt that this grandfather was a little strange.