Chapter 81: A True Master
There was no time to think about why the room was blocked, the puppet was already close in front of him, Lin Yi held a knife in both hands, and approached the other party, ready to make a move.
The puppet is eight feet tall, with metal as bone and stone and wood as skin, and through the gaps you can see the connection between the mechanisms, accompanied by the rattling sound of gears, slowly raising its right arm, and the iron rod in its hand is as thick as an arm, densely covered with rust.
The spirit core burst into light, and the energy spread to the puppet's body, and the eyes were scarlet as blood, and the iron rod roared down. Lin Yi swung his knife upward, with a sharp light, cut off the iron rod at the waist, slashed at the stone muscle, penetrated several feet, and stuck still.
But the puppet had no mind, did not flinch, and half of the iron rod fell as usual. Lin Yi didn't dodge, he was in the middle of the abdomen, and he was busy running his true qi to resist, and the whole person slipped backwards, covering the injury and kneeling in pain.
The puppet had a hideous face, lifted half of the iron rod, and with a long knife in his chest, he opened his thighs and caught up. Lin Yi glanced at Hanguang in annoyance, now unarmed, he had to retreat, and just about to retreat, a gust of wind sounded in his ears, and the surrounding fires dimmed.
"Hum-" The wooden pole trembled slightly, and a little cold light broke through the air. "Ding!" the puppet iron rod swung and smashed, but it was intercepted by the tip of the spear halfway and hovered in front of Lin Yi, and it was difficult to enter an inch.
It was Yu Jingrong who made the move!
The old man didn't say a word, the spear rolled to the left, and the iron rod was opened. The puppet drew the stick to fight back, just raised his arm, and the new force was not born, and the old man had already twisted the spear to the right, depressed the head of the stick, lattice it outside his body, and then stabbed again, through the gap, and hit the spirit core.
The golem's eyes lost their lustre, and they froze abruptly, returning to the dead. Yu Jingrong pulled out the tip of the spear, picked it up, hit Hanguang, and the long knife fell towards Lin Yi.
"It's so strong......" Lin Yi stretched out his hand to catch it, and his heart was shocked, this person's martial arts are far above Wu Lie, and compared to Luoshan, he is not too reckless. Hurriedly grateful: "Thank you seniors for your help!"
Yu Jingrong held a gun in his right hand, untied the pipe on his waist with his left hand, and smiled kindly: "Hou Sheng, you still have to practice this kung fu again." With that, he wrinkled his mouth and took a puff of cigarette and slowly spit it out.
Lin Yi was speechless, since he got off the holy mountain, he relied on the sharpness and swiftness of the divine soldiers to fight, and the basic skills did not play a role, and he was ashamed.
"Bang la!" The chains in front of them rang out, and the remaining eight puppets all recovered, raised their heads, and stared at the two of them with bloody eyes.
"Who wants to harm us?" Lin Yi said angrily, and when he saw that he had been tricked, the puppets were infinitely powerful and did not feel pain, and at this moment the divine soldiers had become a burden.
"What are you afraid of, you can dismantle them one by one. Yu Jingrong said as usual, but the person took a few steps back and leaned against the wall, "You can rest assured that you will fight, I will teach you skills." β
Lin Yi looked at him in disbelief and nodded slowly, "That'...... Rely on Yu Lao's guidance. β
"With the back of a knife. β
Lin Yi flipped the blade of the knife, he spit out the smoke ring, and said slowly: "Stand back and forth with your legs back and forth, your center of gravity hanging down on your crotch, your upper body straight, and all your joints relaxed." β
Lin Yi did as he was told, and the first puppet had rushed in front of him, and he said, "Intercept in front of him." β
The puppet was about to raise his hand, but Lin Yi made the first move, and a knife against the iron rod, making it unable to exert its strength. Then roll the blade, break its wrist, lean down and slash, and smash the spirit core at the waist.
The second puppet approached and smashed it with a stick, and Yu Jingrong continued: "Biased behind his strength." β
Lin Yi turned his head sideways to dodge the oblique smash, waited for his strength to exert his strength, went up to the back of the knife, deflected the iron rod to the outside of his body, and then slashed forward, cutting the shell of the stone statue and extinguishing the spirit core.
Yu Jingrong poured out the soot and said, "To parry, you should cut the side from the left and right, and don't bump it directly." β
Two more puppets pounced on them with blunt knives, waving them indiscriminately, and the wind was howling; Lin Yi was in a hurry, and danger was everywhere. Yu Jingrong shook his thighs, slapped the ground with the soles of his feet, and said leisurely: "If they are busy, I will be quiet, find them to beat." β
Lin Yi calmed his mind and blocked while retreating, not letting himself fall into the encirclement. He is already good at Jiugong Steps, but he has little experience in actual combat, and it is difficult to be handy when encountering strong enemies.
Lin Yi carefully observed the puppet's movements, cooperating with their attack rhythm, and dodging calmly. After a while, he found a gap, led the puppets to hit back and forth, and he stabbed into it with his sword, breaking the spirit core. He kept at his feet, retreating backwards, just to avoid the opponent's counterattack before stopping, and then picked up Hanguang and slashed another puppet.
At this moment, three more puppets crushed him, Lin Yi moved sideways to evade, and took advantage of their old moves to behead two in a row. Just about to rest, Yu Jingrong hurriedly shouted: "Don't stop, press step by step, keep suppressing!"
Lin Yi's eyes lit up, progress was pressing, and the offensive continued. The puppet was clumsy, and in the face of a series of attacks, it was quickly overwhelmed and exposed its flaws. Lin Yi slashed a knife, and the puppet swung a stick to the grid. Unexpectedly, halfway through, he pushed forward with his left hand, pulled Hanguang Shun's body down, lowered it to his chest, and slashed horizontally at the side wrist, cutting through the shell and shattering the spirit core.
The last puppet finally stepped out of the corner, nine feet tall, and his hand grabbed a four-edged steel mace, like the general who swept the formation, and waited for his men to retreat before he appeared on the stage.
"You kid, you have a good understanding. Yu Jingrong said with relief, put away his pipe, and stepped forward with a gun, "You step back and rest first, and I'll teach you a trick." β
"Thank you Elder Yu, this advice, the kid has benefited a lot!" Lin Yi was sincerely grateful, stepped aside, and gasped.
Yu Jingrong shook off the spear and stopped the puppet leader, his eyes narrowed slightly, like an eagle falcon, and said in a deep voice: "Weapon fighting, the most important thing is distance control, one inch long and one inch strong, one inch short and one inch dangerous, as if a thousand miles are missing." β
He held his gun in both hands and walked slowly, and the puppet was not impatient, dragging a steel shovel and wandering around with him. One person and one puppet seem to be casual, but in fact, they test each other, just waiting for each other to show their flaws.
"Sand, sand, sand......" cloth shoes step over the stone slabs.
"Bang la la......" steel shovel rubbed against the ground, stirring up a string of sparks.
......
Lin Yi held his breath and stared, and he didn't dare to breathe. Torches burned and swayed on the walls, and after a long time, a torch suddenly went out.
The light was darkened, and the puppets in the field rushed up at the same time, as fast as thunder!
Lin Yi breathed Lipton, and his heart beat violently!
"Poof!" the piercing sound sounded, and the strong wind dispersed, rolling up the flames. Lin Yi looked nervously, and a steel shovel landed in front of Yu Jingrong's nose, and it stopped, frozen, even if the puppet stretched out its arm with all its might, it could only be limited to this.
The steel wedge is less than half an inch from the tip of the opponent's nose!
And the spear in Yu Jingrong's hand had penetrated the puppet's chest, shattering the spirit core and intercepting it. As he pulled out the tip of his spear with lightning speed, the puppet fell to its knees, knocked down and scrapped, and kicked up three feet of dust.
In the rising smoke, Yu Jingrong carried the gun on his right shoulder, turned around, and said in a hoarse voice: "Remember the future life, this is called proportion." β
Lin Yi was shocked and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time: this old man looks ordinary, but his martial arts are unfathomable, and he can't look like a real person.
Yu Jingrong said half-intentionally, half-unintentionally: "The puppets have been dismantled by the two of us, and the winner of this trial can get a volume of Qi Cultivation Technique, who do you think should be assigned to it?"
Lin Yi looked solemn and said respectfully: "The kid is fortunate to have Yu Lao's order, and when he will go out, he will tell the bachelor, this time the struggle is all settled by the seniors, and the reward belongs to you." β
Yu Jingrong looked him up and down, and suddenly hehe: "The future is too modest, you tear down seven, I will tear down two...... No matter how you calculate it, it should be given to you. β
"The kid is ashamed, and it is difficult to feel at ease if he takes it. Lin Yi shook his head and refused.
Yu Jingrong was stunned for a few moments, and then laughed: "You baby, you have a good appetite for me! β
"Then ......," Lin Yi hesitated.
"You take it. β
"The kid can't take it. Lin Yi shook his hand and insisted on refusing.
Yu Jingrong said angrily: "If you don't accept it, I don't want it either, so who will it be for!?" Lin Yi thought for a moment, glanced at Xue Qinglong who was in a coma, and said with Nunu mouth: "Xue Shaoxia is powerful, how about one against nine?"
Yu Jingrong was stunned and asked, "Are you willing?"
Lin Yi sighed and said honestly: "I am reluctant, but it will be difficult to accept it day and night, and it will breed demons in the future, how can I practice?"
"Huh. Yu Jingrong smiled, nodded and said, "Very good, it's just a fragment of qigong, and it's not uncommon." Old decay is tired of fame and fortune, if you take the lead today, you will inevitably talk to others in the future, and you will be irritable.
He paused, and then said: "I see that you are pleasing to the eye, you might as well make a friend, and in the future, we can serve as a spiritual officer, and we can also take care of each other." β
"Okay!" Lin Yi was not rigid about his generation, he hit it off when he heard the words, and agreed loudly, "Brother Yu, the younger generation's surname is Shuangmulin, and the single name is a Yidang and singing Yizi." β
Yu Jingrong said solemnly: "Old Yu Jingrong, there are six out of fifty this year, and he will not shirk it, and dare to be a big brother when you are a big brother." β
The two glanced at each other, both of them smiled, and Xue Qinglong woke up not far away. Hearing the sound, Lin Yi immediately sat down on the ground and hissed and moaned: "Hey, these puppets are so powerful, the kid was almost carried in their hands, thanks to Xue Shaoxia's magical powers, he defeated the strong enemy with one block nine in a daze." β
His voice changed, and he said with a slight cry: "It's a pity that Xue Shaoxia was beaten and fainted by a puppet in order to save the kid, and now he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, and the kid doesn't want to live......"
Yu Jingrong stretched out his spear and threw the sword back into Xue Qinglong's hand, tensing his old face and smiling patiently. Xue Qinglong got up blankly and shouted, "What are you crying about, I'm not dead yet?"
Lin Yi cheered, rushed over to hold on, and wept gratefully: "Fortunately, fortunately, God bless Xue Shaoxia and teach you to wake up!"
Xue Qinglong clenched the hilt of his sword, looked around, saw the remains of the puppets all over the ground, and asked in disbelief: "This, this is really what I defeated?"
"That can be fake!" Lin Yi shouted, his mouth was like a river, and he told how he fought the puppets, the long sword was smashed one by one, and so on.
"So I'm so powerful?" Xue Qinglong stared at him in shock, his eyebrows were overjoyed, and he muttered the details he said, and he believed it a little. Said to himself: "Daddy once taught me a set of drunken swords, and I can only exert my power after drinking too much wine...... Could it be that Young Master Ben is a rare genius, the more dizzy he is, the stronger he becomes?"
"Boom......" The doors and windows opened, and a group of scholars anxiously rushed into the room, and hurriedly asked, "Everyone, are you okay?" Before the words fell, they were startled when they saw the mutilations everywhere, and screamed in a lost voice: "Could it be that the puppets are all runningβthe three of them can defeat them, it's really terrifying!"
Xue Qinglong coughed, attracted everyone's attention, stepped forward and said proudly: "These puppets are too unbearable, this young master will take care of them all with a little swordsmanship~~" Under the light of the fire, the bruises on his forehead were even more eye-catching.
"Brother Lin, are you okay?" Luo Caiwei flew into her arms. Lin Yi shook his head to indicate that it was okay, but his eyes fell on Zhu Ping.
Zhu Ping walked down the stairs and apologized: "It's all because the little old man is sloppy, the students checked for a mistake today, but fortunately, you are superb and all of you are fine." β
Lin Yihu frowned suspiciously, and said secretly: "No, his eyes dodged when he spoke, it seems that there is something else hidden......
(End of chapter)