Rebirth of a Star General Chapter 111: Next
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On the stage of performing martial arts, Wei Huan's water dragon knife is glued to Wala's stone axe.
One is a young and simple recruit from the forward camp in the Central Plains, and the other is a fierce and brutal battlefield veteran from Xiqiang. Even though Wei Huan’s sword skills are outstanding, his actual combat experience is unfamiliar. What's more, the other party is still a powerful man.
Compared with Wei Huan’s agility, Wala’s stone axe is huge and heavy, like an unstructured smash. The stone axe looks heavy and strong. When Wei Huan is avoiding, the stone axe hits the ground, even the stone. A crack was cut.
Wei Huan's physical strength gradually couldn't keep up.
He is young and not as strong as Vara. It won’t take long for him to fight like this. Besides putting a color on Vara’s face, he can’t even get close to the opponent's body—the other party is wearing armor. of!
This is an unfair battle. Wei Huan has more and more scars on his body, but Vala doesn’t want his life. Every time a hit is possible, he gets a point or two and doesn’t hit the point. , But it left Wei Huan with scars.
It's like a cat catching a mouse. When you catch it, you don't rush to eat it in one bite. You have to play with it until the mouse is exhausted before swallowing it.
This is simply a unilateral killing.
When Shen Han in the audience saw this, his fists creaked and he was about to step forward and was blocked by Rita Muzi.
The born vulture-like strong man leaned on the horse with a bloodthirsty smile: "Teacher, you can't help."
Shen Han pulled out the knife.
"Why? Do you want to fight with me too?" Ridamuzi laughed, his eyes gloomy, "Of course I want to, I will stay with you to the end."
A group of Qiang soldiers consciously or unintentionally surrounded the Yanwu Platform. Once Liangzhouwei’s recruits wanted to help out, these Qiangs would fight against the recruits, even if it was possible, it was too late.
On the stage, Wei Huan’s vision has slowly blurred, and the chase behind him is getting slower and slower. His strength is quickly draining, panting "whooping", unable to avoid it, and he was hit by an axe. He hit his right leg and felt a pain in his heart, but he actually suppressed it without making a sound.
Wala walked up to him, and Wei Huan had no strength to run away. He saw Wala looking at him condescendingly, like a butcher looking at a lamb on the chopping board, Wala said: "Hey, it's over so soon, it's boring. The people of the Central Plains are so weak that they can't even match a finger of the Qiang nationality."
Wei Huan did not speak, sweat dripping from his forehead, mixed with blood on his face, very miserable.
"Don't worry, it won't hurt," Vala licked his lips, staring greedily at him: "If this stone is hit, your brain will fly out, very beautiful. Unfortunately, you can't see it by yourself. ."
After all, swing a huge axe and take the head of Weihuan!
"Wei Huan!" Ma Damei exclaimed. Before Wei Huan entered the forward camp, he used to lead, and the friendship was deep. He wanted to step forward to save people, but was stopped by a Xiqiang man with a knife, and saw that Wei Huan was about to lose his life.
This is at this time.
Behind the martial arts stage, there was a luxuriant banyan tree. Even in winter, there was no half-deterioration. Everyone was in front of the martial arts stage, and they didn’t notice when a person was sitting in the banyan tree.
When I saw it, the man was like a black shadow of lightning, clutching the cloth towel tied to the tree and swaying like a swing. He had let go in mid-air. All this happened so fast, she swept along. Before the stage, kick the axe that was cut off Wei Huan's head——
Through inertia, the body was strong, but also kicked by her side and fell back. The axe was heavy and sharp, and cut him himself. If it weren't for his great strength, he would fall back two times. Step stopped, perhaps this stone axe should be cut a little deeper.
"He Yan?" Wei Huan murmured.
The recruits from Liangzhouwei were also stunned.
He Yan was locked up in Liangzhouwei's dungeon because of Baiyue Mountain. How could he suddenly appear here and he was released?
Wala looked at the person in front of him.
The young man with strong black clothes akimbo his hands, tilts his head and smiles: "Your Excellency is too fierce. If I hadn't taken the shot, my brother's head would not be able to keep it."
The recruits of Liangzhouwei regard them as a thorn in their eyes, and because they have wiped out all the sentinels, they are full of blood and hatred, and seeing them all have red eyes. The best thing is that Wei Huan’s expressionless face is the best, but this young man smiles. As if nothing happened, Vala gave birth to a trace of interest, as if he had found a new prey.
"Who are you again?" he asked.
The black-clothed boy brushed his head and laughed, "I, He Yan, Liangzhou Wei fought for the first place some time ago." She looked at Wala, "Maybe you don’t know what fight for the flag is, it’s okay. , You just need to remember that I am the number one Liangzhouwei."
"First?" Rita Muzi in the audience squinted at her and said: "Just you?"
He Yan looked too short and thin after all. If Wala and Weihuan stand together like a strong tiger and a lamb, then He Yan, who looks weaker than Weihuan, compares with Wala, like a chicken and an eagle.
"Sorry, I'm late, I don't know what you guys are doing?" The young man said with a smile, Yan Yan, "If you are in a competition, it would be a violent thing if you don't find me to find someone else."
Wala laughed loudly: "You are so brash!"
"He Yan!" Shen Han called her.
"Head coach Shen," He Yan looked at him, "I have been suffocating my breath for the past few days. It's okay to fight a fight to calm my breath. Please beg the head coach to get rid of me and stop obstructing me. "
Shen Han has nothing to say.
Rida Muzi came to Liangzhouwei’s recruits, and he refused to let the instructor go, so he could only let the recruits go. Among the recruits, except for He Yan, there were not many who could fight against him. Those with outstanding skills and lack of actual combat experience, and those with actual combat experience, who are older and weaker than young people. He Yan's martial arts is superb, and his mind is dexterous and intelligent, and he has a lot to win.
Whether this end on the martial arts stage has attracted the attention of the Qiang people, more importantly......
He Yan said: "May I ask if you want to learn from each other now. If so, can I take the place of my brother?"
"You?"
"Yes. I am the number one Liangzhou Wei. I defeated me more than defeated him." He Yan glanced at Wei Huan on the ground, "I feel more fulfilled."
The Xiqiang people in the audience laughed loudly.
Rita Muzi looked at her: "I like this person's temperament! Replace him!"
He Yan said: "Come here, please carry this brother down."
Wei Huan was taken away. When he was taken away, he looked at He Yan and whispered: "You... be careful."
He Yan: "I see."
On the high stage of the martial arts field, there are two more people left.
The recruits in the audience were all sweating for He Yan.
In the past half a year, He Yan has been on the limelight, not once or twice. Some sincerely admire and admire her, and some are jealous and unhappy with her, but at this moment, the recruits of Liangzhouwei are in the same hatred, and only wish her. Can beat
Wala, show the Qiang people some color, let the Qiang people know that Liangzhouwei is not good to bully!
The recruits in the audience were worried, but He Yan on the stage was totally undecided. She smiled and said: "Yes, I don't know what the winning prize is for the competition here. I'll talk about it first. Why not, I lost. Leave it to you, you lose," she thought of the teenager in her memory, chuckled, and said, "You have to call me daddy."
Now, the recruits from Liangzhouwei laughed out loud.
Liang Ping is worried and proud: "When is it all, I am still poor!"
No one of Ridamuzi can laugh. Wala looked at He Yan gloomily, wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, and said: "We don't need a lottery, we don't need a lottery. The loser will die and the winner will live. This is the rule."
"What about life and death?" He Yan said.
"Why, afraid?"
"Not really." He Yan said: "Teacher, throw a steel whip for me, it needs to be longer!"
Shen Han grabbed the top and longest steel whip from the weapon rack and threw it over. He Yan caught it, played with it in his hand, and looked at Wala: "Can I use a weapon?"
"Yes." Wala sneered: "But are you sure you don't change to a sword? A whip, you can't kill people."
The corners of the young man’s lips tick slightly: "Kill you, it's enough."
Wala hadn't recollected what she meant when she saw the boy suddenly rushing with a whip. Wala was taken aback for a moment, then he laughed and raised his axe to fight.
The young man rushed forward, but didn't make a move. He just tapped his toes to avoid the attack of the stone axe. He walked behind Vala, and when Vala turned around, he swung his axe and avoided it again.
She seemed to take the initiative, but she didn't make a move. The whip was wrapped around her hand. She didn't know what she was doing. She seemed to be moving around Vala, but after a while, she turned and ran, followed with Vala, and as soon as she lifted her foot, she Feeling that there was something wrapped around my feet, I couldn't maintain my balance, and fell to one side.
But the big guy reacted extremely quickly. After realizing that he was entangled in He Yan's whip, he had to stabilize his pace, but where would He Yan give him the opportunity to carry the whip behind his back, like a camel carrying goods? Pull hard——
Wala can't hold it anymore. He is already huge and cumbersome. He stepped on his feet firmly, one foot lost his balance, and the other foot was difficult to stabilize. In addition, He Yan pulled on the other end. He fell to the ground with a thud.
The whip seemed to grow alone. I don’t know how He Yan made it. Pulling from Wa La, the whip returned to her hand easily. She didn’t stop, rushed to Wa La, stretched out her hand, and walked around Wa La’s neck with one hand. , The whip wrapped around Wala's neck.
Wala subconsciously pulls.
He Yan pulled his hands together--
Sung Ri threw a stone lock, the strength of his hands should not be underestimated. The weird warrior wore armor on his body, but his neck was not covered at all. The ordinary flesh and blood was also the most vulnerable place. After all, he was not a real steel and iron bone.
The people in the martial arts field only heard a sorely "Roll--"
Wala's head dropped limply.
"You are not a human being, you are a beast," He Yan whispered: "So, to kill you, a whip is enough."
She raised her head again, although she was smiling, her eyes were chilling, and she looked at everyone in the audience calmly and said, "He is dead, I won. The winner is divided, the next one."
On the martial arts stage, the situation turned abruptly.
Just now, he beat and killed Wei Huan, like a cat and a mouse, and he was slow to make the final blow. I probably did not expect that he would die in the hands of the seemingly weak young man in front of him.
How long does it take to kill a person? A cup of tea, a stick of incense, or a quarter of an hour?
Not needed at all.
The recruits of Liangzhouwei know that He Yan is great. The scenes of the previous competition with Huang Xiong Jiang Jiao here are still vivid, but the current He Yan seems to be different from the previous He Yan on the martial arts stage. . When the young man put away his joking, he was cold and cold, and he was so angry that he could not look at him.
She laughed and said, "There is no need for fancy performances on the battlefield. You can do it when you figure out how to kill." Her eyes fell on Ridamuzi.
Rida Muzi looked back at her.
Slowly, the Liangzhou recruits in the audience gradually reacted and said excitedly: "He Yan won! He Yan killed Wala!"
"Brother He is great!" Cheng Lisu was caught, and he did not forget to applaud He Yan, "Kill them all!"
Liang Ping and Ma Damei looked at each other. He Yan's killing speed was too fast, even if he was a wizard of Tianzong.
"You guys," the young man stood on the high platform and looked at the Xiqiang people with a smile, "I can't afford to lose, who will be next?"
On the other side of the Xiqiang people, no one speaks for the time being.
She laughed again, with a slightly provocative smile, "I know that taking life as a bet is a bit scary. I didn't expect that the Xiqiang warriors who speak fearlessly will sometimes dare not come on stage. However. It’s okay, I’m a big Wei Zhongyuan Jirou. I’ve always been kind, but I really don’t want to, so I just give in. Just like I said just now, call me daddy, this end of the discussion, how about it?"
"But, who is calling me daddy?" He Yan stared at Ridamuzi: "You are their leader, why don't you call me?"
"Bastard!" A soldier behind Ridamuzi stepped forward angrily.
He Yan didn't fear at all, and said innocently, "Is this also OK?"
Wang Ba whispered: "It's a pleasure!"
"She was deliberately angering her opponent," Huang Xiong said solemnly: "It's just that, in this situation, it seems unnecessary to do so."
He Yan's temperament has always been so arrogant and self-confident. In the past, others only regarded him as a juvenile instinct. Now this situation irritates Ridamuzi and it is not a good thing.
"I will compare with you." A voice rang from behind Ridamuzi, "Commander, Ba is willing to fight."
Rida Muzi glanced at him, but couldn't see the happiness or anger, only said: "Go."
This man named Ba Xuan staged the martial arts stage.
Different from Wala who was just now, although Ba Xuan is strong, he is not as huge as Wala, and he is a bit older than Wala, in his early thirties. He was covered in a black cloak, and even his head was hidden in the drapery, half of his chin was exposed, and his eyebrows were not very clear. The whole person looked pale and weird, like a ghost. His voice was also hoarse, as if it had been burned by fire, as unpleasant as the cry of a crow.
Ba Xuan walked to Vala. Although he was a partner, he had no sympathy. He kicked Vala's body off the stage of the martial arts platform, cursing: "Something in the way."
Wala's corpse rolled down gruntingly. He didn't even look at it, but said to He Yan: "You have old wounds on your body."
He Yan's heart sinks. This man named Ba Xuan is more difficult than Wala.
Wala is nothing more than a strong man who has brute force and does not know how to work. To deal with such a person, as long as he grasps his weakness and strikes it, the battle will be ended soon. In every battle, the most fearful thing is to encounter a brainy enemy like the one in front of you. He can discover the weakness of his opponent, so that every next step will be restrained.
He slowly raised the knife in his hand, and He Yan wrapped the iron whip around his hand and rushed towards the opponent.
In the match between Wei Huan and Wala, He Yan was an audience member. He saw Wala's weaknesses and shortcomings in advance, so when fighting Wala, he was able to solve the opponent quickly and ruthlessly. But in this scene, Ba Xuan was someone she hadn't seen before, and when Wala fought against herself, she was clearly seen by this person.
In other words, Ba Xuan knows He Yan, but He Yan doesn't know anything about Ba Xuan.
There seems to be a lot of other things hidden under his cloak. He Yan is on guard. This person is also very cunning and does not collide with He Yan head-on. With the lessons of the past, he keeps with He Yan. Distance, as long as the whip is swung towards him, Ba Xiao will quickly change direction. His body is much more flexible than Wala, and for a while, the iron whip can't get closer.
He Yan's waist is already aching.
When she was in Liangzhou City, she was injured when she fought with Ding Yi. Later, he was tricked into Baiyue Mountain and fought against the people hiding in the dark, several times, and the wound that was about to heal had already cracked open. Not counting, he was thrown into Liangzhouwei's dungeon when he turned around. In the dungeon, there would be no time to send decoctions. It was cold and damp, and the wound was about to worsen.
When I just killed Vala, I used too much force and involved the wound. It was fine for a short time. For a long time at this moment, I felt more and more painful.
Ba Zuo smiled and said: "Why don't you look good? Is it because of the old disease on your waist?"
He Yan was startled. The scimitar in Ba Ju's hand was already wrapped around her iron whip, and he pulled He Yan forward. Everyone in the audience exclaimed that the knife in Ba Ju's hand was entangled. The old wound on Chao Heyan's waist without hesitation was a palm.
He Yan received a sturdy palm, but did not stop. The whip in his hand was loosened, and he rolled up his face. He was evaded by Ba, but he rolled off his veil, revealing it. This man's face comes.
The two stood back and stood still.
The palm was firmly attached to her old wound. He Yan reluctantly swallowed the blood from her throat, with a smile still on her face, looked at the person in front of her, and laughed: "Tsk , Really ugly."
Without the veil of the veil, he showed his true face. Half of this man's face is good, and he is considered handsome when he is born, but the other half of his face has been burned by fire, pitted, with dark red scars like a centipede, growing on his face, squeezing all the features out of place.
Someone in the audience screamed in surprise.
Before He Yan knocked down the drapery hat, before he was really exposed, Ba Xian's face was extremely ugly, staring at He Yan's gaze, wishing He Yan would eat meat and drink blood.
He Yan smiled and hooked his finger at him: "Come again!"
Ba Su sneered and rushed over.
As soon as He Yanfu moved, she knew it was not good. She just slapped the palm without mercy. Now the blood has soaked out. Fortunately, when she came, to keep warm, she changed into Lei Hou’s black costume. Even if it bleeds, it can't be seen. It's just that if this continues, I don't know how long it will last.
In fact, the competition on the high stage of the martial arts field has never been the focus. The point is to use these three "comparisons" to gain more time. If no one can hold the scimitar of the Xiqiang people and become a unilateral massacre, then there will be no chance for everything behind.
You must kill Ba Xuan before there will be a third game.
The Xiqiang people make good use of scimitars, and each person’s scimitar will be adjusted according to the strength of the body. Ba Xiao's scimitar tends to be flexible, and He Yan's iron whip is not easy to entangle his knife.
He Yan's whip wrapped Ba Su's leg, Ba Su said contemptuously: "The same trick, you want to use it on two people, it's too naive!" After all, he bypassed He Yan, and the scimitar turned towards He. Yan's neck cuts down——
Unlike Wala, Ba Xuan went to He Yan's life from the very beginning, without any false moves. He Yan pulled the whip with both hands and pulled Ba Xiao's scimitar in front of him. Ba Xiao grinned and fell back. He Yan couldn't avoid it. Seeing this person's right hand from the cloak, he took out a dagger again.
This dagger is only as long as a human thumb and as thin as paper. It is more like a blade than a dagger. When he slapped a palm on He Yan's waist, no one except He Yan knew that the sharp weapon in his palm was completely submerged.
He Yan only felt the pain in the waist, and suddenly squeezed his fist, Ba Xiao's face was close in front of him, and he grinned and said: "Does it hurt? If it hurts you--"
His words stopped abruptly.
He Yan's clenched fist pressed against his throat, never letting go.
Ba Xuan struggled frantically, but at some point, the iron whip actually tied He Yan's leg to his leg. He escaped from nowhere, struggling violently, but the more struggling, the more he rolled his eyes. Finally, he vomited blood and gradually stopped moving.
He Yan has no expression on his face, and pushes his fist in again. After confirming that the person under him is no longer breathless, he releases his hand.
On Ba Xiao's neck, there was a little iron-like thing exposed, only a little bit, the rest is no longer visible, as if it was inserted deep into the throat. That is an iron tribulus.
He Yan picked it up on the ground when he came.
Anytime, anywhere, put some hidden weapons on your body. There are only benefits and no harm. No one knows what kind of enemies they will encounter, what kind of things they will encounter next, and when they will encounter them. What can be done is to increase the weight of living.
She can't get close to Bazha, because Bazha has been wary of her, and the last blow is nothing but a strategy of hurting the enemy by 800 and losing one thousand by oneself. But she is better than Bazha, she was just an old wound on the waist by a dagger, and Bazha is now dead.
"You have a hole card, don't you know if I don't?" she murmured.
After a while, He Yan pulled the iron whip out of Ba Xuan and herself with difficulty, and wrapped it around her wrist again. She stood up and put the black jersey on her, which was not as lively as the red jersey. Kind of killing. She also stood straight, not seemingly tired, playing with the iron whip between her wrists, smiling faintly, and saying exactly the same words as she had just now.
"He is dead, I won, the outcome is divided, the next one."