Chapter 188 If I didn't carry a knife, I would definitely give you a heart (violent)
Chapter 188
Yang Qian put on the bamboo shawl and tried the feel. It was extremely elastic and light.
And the defensive power of this thing will definitely be higher than that of wooden armor of the same weight.
The sword is the Qinglong Yanyue Sword. Because it is unopened, it weighs several kilograms more than the ordinary Qinglong Yanyue Sword.
However, Yang Qian, who has an astonishing appetite and equally astonishing strength, has long been used to it, ever since beating his mother exposed her strength.
How could Yang Qian, who longed to gain true skills and survive in the coming troubled times, not cherish such an opportunity?
After putting in the hard work and sweat, the reward will naturally be the improvement of the sword technique, although it cannot be as fast as the knife throwing technique.
But at any rate, his sword skills have improved a lot. According to my mother, he is much better than his uncle who just joined the army.
The handsome young man with a jade-like face actually appeared wearing a helmet and carrying an exaggerated Qinglong Yanyue Sword.
Naturally, it attracted everyone's attention.
Mrs. Dou, who had been staying in the big tent, finally couldn't sit still anymore. Wrapped in a graceful light fur coat, she walked into the big tent with her husband Li Yuan.
Arriving next to Li Xiuning, who was standing arrogantly with his hands behind his back, Dou's attention fell on Yang Qian following his daughter's gaze.
Even if Mr. Dou has such and such opinions about Yang Qian, a young gentleman.
But I have to admit secretly that this handsome young man with a beautiful face is indeed very good-looking.
Even after wearing a bamboo robe and carrying an exaggerated Qinglong Yanyue Sword, not only did it not make people feel violent or rude.
On the contrary, there is a cute contrast, especially his elegant and gentle smile, which easily makes people feel irresistibly friendly.
Not far away, the girls from the dignitaries' families cast their burning eyes on Yang Qian's face and started talking in low voices.
"Oh my god... Yang Langjun is actually carrying such a big knife. Isn't he afraid of flashing his waist?"
"It's just that, compared with Yang Langjun, Mr. Chai makes people uncomfortable."
"Yes, yes, looking at his green face, he is obviously pretending to be young. He is not like Yang Langjun, he is really young..."
"Hey, sister Xu, how do you know whether it's tender or not? Have you tried it and felt it?"
"Ouch, Sister Chen is really bad, how could anyone else..."
"..." The smile on Yang Qian's face gradually stiffened. Young ladies, I admit that you are right to criticize Chai Shao.
But your topic seems to have gone awry. Can you be more positive? I, as the client, have ears, okay?
Li Xiuning, whose eyes never left Yang Qian's side, turned his head.
That ice-cold, razor-sharp gaze caused a group of pretty girls to shudder and stop talking.
This tall lady Li Sanniang is so scary, as if she wants to eat people alive.
Mrs. Li and Mrs. Li gave the fierce third sister a resentful look, and quickly comforted the frightened girls with words.
Very good, it was finally quiet. Li Xiuning raised the corner of his mouth almost unnoticeably and withdrew his gaze with satisfaction.
Yang Qian was very happy to see him, he had confirmed that this is how men and women kill each other, with domineering eyes. The young lady is so powerful, if she wasn't holding a knife, she would definitely give you a comparison.
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"Please advise..." Chai Shao took a deep breath and looked at the exaggerated Qinglong Yanyue Sword in Yang Qian's hand, feeling secretly wary.
I didn't expect that this kid was so strong that he could use such a heavy weapon.
But, judging by his gentle appearance, even if he can handle it, how many rounds can he play with it?
"Everyone else, please stay away and don't get too close." Li Jiancheng couldn't help but become anxious as he saw people from several parties getting closer and closer.
There were so many games just now, and everyone was huddled in the tent watching the fun.
It's good now, everyone rushed up as soon as they arrived, it's really...
When the crowd retreated slightly, following Li Jiancheng's orders, Yang Qianqing shouted, and the huge Qinglong Yanyue Sword stirred up a white band of light.
He slashed straight at Chai Shao's head. Chai Shao looked shocked, and he could only raise the iron spear that he wanted to thrust forward, intending to swing the blade away.
There was a clang sound and the moment the weapons collided, Chai Shao's expression immediately changed.
Nima, why does this gentle Yang Qian seem to be more powerful than the shameless villain Cheng Yaojin?
Split the head, pick the teeth, pick out the ears... three moves, different weapons, but the same cunning and cruel moves.
Chai Shao gritted his teeth and tried his best to block it, but he was secretly happy in his heart. This guy and Cheng Yaojin were indeed brothers.
The rooster is just hard when it comes to shit... As long as you can avoid these three moves and catch your breath, haha...
Chai Shao, who was suffering from a complex and turbulent inner drama, tried his best to parry Yang Qian's first three blows, but he didn't have time to take a breath.
Yang Qian had almost no time to pause. The sword once again blew up the cold wind pressure and came straight towards Chai Shao's door...
Li Yuan's face was full of surprise. Seeing Yang Qian who was dancing like a dragon and skilled in swordsmanship really refreshed his understanding of Yang Qian.
Li Xiuning's almond-shaped eyes were full of color, and the corners of her lips could not help but raise. Although, although she was still far from her opponent.
But Yang Qian's progress really made her both gratified and surprised.
He never expected that Yang Qian could master his sword skills to such an extent in such a short period of time.
Although he was still inferior to Chai Shao, he relied on his extraordinary physical strength and used sword skills with almost no return force to suppress Chai Shao, who was superb in marksmanship. He was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.
Seeing this scene, Li Xiuning swept his indifferent eyes aside, saw the dumbfounded Cheng Yaojin, and couldn't help but shake his head slightly.
Brothers from the same school, haha...
"Husband, what's going on? Who has the upper hand?"
Mr. Dou, who did not know anything about martial arts, looked at the competition in the school field where the lights of swords and guns intertwined, the sounds of breaking through the air and the sounds of weapons clashing, and he really couldn't tell who was higher and who was lower.
Li Yuan smacked his mouth and said hesitantly.
"Nephew Chai's marksmanship is more sophisticated, but Nephew Yang's aura is even better."
"..." Mrs. Dou was completely stunned. "Then you can't tell who loses and who wins?"
"It's hard to say..." Not far away, Xu Shiji, who had his hands in his sleeves, looked at Luo Shixin with a burning gaze.
"I didn't expect that Brother Yang Xian has improved in sword skills these days, and his strength seems to have increased even more."
At the beginning, Chai Shao could still act step by step and deal with it calmly. He always wanted to use the iron spear in his hand to swing Yang Qian's sword away in exchange for a chance.
But he never expected that Yang Qian's strength was three points stronger than that rough-faced man, and his sword skills seemed to be getting better and better.
After trying more than ten times in a row, Chai Shao, whose arms were starting to go numb, finally changed his expression.
I really couldn't care about my posture and demeanor, so I no longer just used my strength to resist the force, but started to change my methods to avoid head-on collisions as much as possible.
Otherwise, Chai Shao doubted whether he could support the opponent until the moment he was exhausted.