Every day, Wang Liangyu, in addition to going to work, practices swordplay, gathers energy, and takes time to shoot short videos when she gets home.
Probably because he really has no talent in this area, Wang Liangyu took a lot of sword dancing videos and posted them on Douyin, but there was no splash at all.
Wang Liangyu was very depressed about this, her interest was greatly reduced, and she became less and less interested in making videos.
So, two months have passed.
On this day, Wang Liangyu took a break and practiced swordplay on the balcony.
Suddenly, Wang Liangyu had a feeling.
Time travel again!
The induction period this time is only three hours.
"Fortunately, I prepared it in advance!" Wang Liangyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, quickly ran into the storage room, took out a backpack full of supplies, and was ready.
Three hours passed by in a flash.
When I opened my eyes again, everything was completely white.
"It's so cold!" Wang Liangyu shivered and couldn't help but shudder.
It's July now, the beginning of summer. Wang Liangyu is wearing a short shirt and shorts, but he doesn't expect to suddenly come into the world of winter snow, which is really unbearable.
"What a mistake, I forgot to prepare warm clothes!" Wang Liangyu's upper and lower teeth collided violently, and he couldn't speak clearly.
There are clothes in Wang Liangyu's bag, but they are ancient Hanfu, prepared for traveling through ancient times. There are two sets, one is an elegant martial arts-style gown, and the other is a simple black shorts, which are enough to cope with most ancient environments.
However, at this time, Wang Liangyu could no longer care about this.
After putting on two sets of clothes, I finally felt a little warm.
After exhaling a long breath of white mist, Wang Liangyu turned around and looked around. The vast white mountains were empty and lonely, with no trace of human beings in sight.
"What the hell is this place!" Wang Liangyu spat, complained, looked for a random direction, and strode away.
After walking for about half an hour, Wang Liangyu felt the coldness penetrate into the seams of his bones, making his whole body tremble with cold.
With no choice, Wang Liangyu pulled out the Longquan Sword, took up the ape step, and danced with the sword in his hands to circulate the true energy in his body.
The stagnant Qi in Dantian slowly circulated with the sword posture. Just after walking for a week, Wang Liangyu felt that his whole body felt a little warmer.
While walking, dance with the sword.
I don’t know how long it took, but just when Wang Liangyu was so obsessed with swordsmanship that he forgot about heaven and earth, there was a sudden explosion in his ears.
Wang Liangyu woke up suddenly, turned to look at the sound, and was shocked: "Is that a gunshot?"
This news shocked Wang Liangyu.
If there are guns, then it is most likely not ancient times!
Wang Liangyu pondered for a moment, strode forward, and flew towards the low mountain on the left.
The sound of gunfire came from the other side of the short mountain.
In the blink of an eye, Wang Liangyu ran up the hill, quietly hid behind the stone, and looked around.
At the foot of the short mountain, dozens of people were chasing five people, and there was loud gunfire.
The five people being chased in front were wearing blue-gray Chinese tunic suits, with a red five-pointed star on their octagonal hats. Each of them had a box cannon. They turned around to fight back from time to time, fighting and then retreating.
Look at the group of people at the back. They are dressed in dark green military uniforms and wearing big-brimmed hats. They look like little devils. They all have new rifles in their hands. They are fighting in a disorganized manner. It seems that there are many people and many guns, but in fact they are timid. p>
"Those people are little devils?" Wang Liangyu immediately became furious when he saw them.
However, Wang Liangyu did not act impulsively. He lowered his body, unloaded the heavy package, packed lightly, and moved quietly.
Wang Liangyu is sometimes reckless and reckless, but that is only if he has confidence and strength. Now that the opponent has a gun, Wang Liangyu does not think that his mortal body can withstand the damage of the gun.
The five people in front slowly retreated to the short mountain. Taking advantage of the withered trees and mountains on the mountain, they actually pinned the dozens of people behind them at the foot of the mountain, unable to move.
When Wang Liangyu saw this, his face was filled with disdain. He looked at the Japs at the foot of the mountain with even more disdain: "They are indeed Japs, so why don't they get beaten!"
With this thought in his mind, Wang Liangyu's movements were not slow at all. He made a big circle along the ridge, descended from the side of the mountain, and turned behind the little devil.
Only then did Wang Liangyu realize that these little Japs were not real Japs because they all spoke Chinese.
"Nah, the puppet troops are even more hateful!" Wang Liangyu was even more angry, and wanted to get rid of these traitors who betrayed the country and sought glory.
In the blink of an eye, Wang Liangyu looked at the right time and suddenly jumped out like a ghost. He instantly came behind the puppet army and stabbed him with his sword.
Modern swords cannot be sharpened.
Wang Liangyu's Longquan sword has no edge, but the tip of the sword is very sharp. With Wang Liangyu's strength and white ape sword skills, it is easy to stab and kill people.
In the blink of an eye, four people fell to the ground.
With the reduction of four people, no one noticed the puppet soldiers who were busy fighting on the mountain.
The puppet soldiers didn't pay attention, but the five people on the short mountain could see it clearly.
"Who is that person?" One of them, with a square face and a righteous face, couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw this situation.
Another man stuck his head out, fired several shots at the foot of the mountain, and said: "Whoever he is, if he fights traitors in the puppet army, he is a friend!"
Several other people looked at each other and nodded in agreement.
In this case, if you come to help, even if you are not a comrade, you must be a patriot.
"Representative Yang, this person may be from the Chinese Warriors Association." One person silently put down his telescope, turned to look at the leader, and whispered.
Representative Yang, the one who spoke first, turned around and looked over with doubts on his face: "Chinese Warriors Association? Mr. Gong Baosen's people?"
There is the Jingwu Association in the south and the Samurai Association in the north. Both are mainly composed of folk martial artists. Guided by Mr. Sun's thought of "strengthening the species to protect the country and strengthening the people for self-defense", they open martial arts schools widely and teach martial arts in order to strengthen the people and the country.
It has a long-standing reputation in China.
It's a pity that with the Japanese invasion of the three eastern provinces, the Chinese Samurai Association is now in an even more difficult situation.
"This is Fengtian, and this person is probably related to Mr. Gong."
"Mr. Gong is dedicated to serving the country, which is worthy of admiration!" Representative Yang nodded solemnly, immediately gave up the transfer, and instead carefully observed the situation at the foot of the mountain, thinking about countermeasures, "Friends came to help, we can't leave our friends behind." p>
"That's what Representative Yang said!" The other four people all agreed upon hearing this.
At the foot of the mountain.
Wang Liangyu didn't know that he had been seen through by the people on the mountain. After stabbing him four times in a row, he became more and more brave, his steps were erratic, and his sword came out like the wind.
During the roar, several more people died.
At this time, the puppet soldiers finally noticed Wang Liangyu suddenly appeared and turned their guns one after another.
Wang Liangyu, however, was calm and unhurried, jumping straight into the puppet army's camp, rushing left and right among the puppet troops, using the puppet army's body as a cover, and stabbing continuously with the Longquan Sword in his hand.
In panic, the puppet troops opened fire one after another without caring about their comrades.
In an instant, the puppet army was in chaos.
Many puppet soldiers did not die under Wang Liangyu's sword, but were killed by their former comrades.
In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen people fell down, injured or disabled, and miserable screams came one after another.
On the mountain, Representative Yang was overjoyed when he saw this, and rushed out first with a wave of his hand: "Follow me!"
The five people spread out in formation, cooperated with each other, and acted as each other's horns. Although there were only five people, they seemed to have thousands of troops, and they were like tigers running down the mountain.
Bang bang bang bang bang!
Five box cannons fired in unison, with only a few gunshots, but like a soul-killing sound, ruthlessly harvesting the lives of the puppet soldiers.
Dead people are small, scary people are big.
First frightened by Wang Liangyu's ghostly swordsmanship, and then by the gunfire from the box cannon, the remaining puppet soldiers were frightened on the spot. They dared not resist. They dropped their guns one after another, lay on the ground, and begged for mercy. The puppet army surrendered so quickly that Wang Liangyu did not react for a while.
The stabbing sword that was supposed to pierce the chest of the puppet soldier suddenly missed. The Longquan Sword, which had nowhere to use its force, rushed forward with inertia. Wang Liangyu also rushed forward, and his strength was unbalanced and he staggered.
Blanch!
Coward!
Wang Liangyu cursed secretly, trying to stabilize his body so as not to fall to the ground.
At this time, Wang Liangyu had noticed that five people on the mountain had charged down and all the puppet troops surrendered, all thanks to their charge.
"Thank you for your help, sir!" Representative Yang stepped forward and raised his hand to Wang Liangyu to thank him.
Wang Liangyu clasped his fists in return, glanced at the puppet soldiers lying on the ground, and said sternly: "Traitors and Japanese invaders, everyone will find them and punish them."
"Yes, he deserves to be killed!" Representative Yang laughed and agreed, and then said, "I, Yang Jisheng, may I ask your name?"
"Wang Liangyu." Wang Liangyu replied subconsciously, and immediately reacted, looking at the young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes in front of him in disbelief, and asked tremblingly, "Are you Yang Jisheng?!"