Wushuang Wushuang Swordsman

Chapter 3 Duel
After Yidaoxian left, the oppressive atmosphere finally disappeared from Shuangqi Town, and the town came alive again. The townspeople dragged the bodies of the two swordsmen out of the village as if nothing had happened.

As Ouyang Feng said, the wild dogs and wolves would clean up the corpses.

Li Xuange was still engrossed in the short duel just now, and there was only one knife in the fight, but it left an indelible impression on him.

He has dueled with people in modern times, even if it does not include practice matches, there are more than [-] duels. The opponents he has faced include European masters, domestic martial artists, and ancient Japanese masters of swordsmanship.

Li Xuange had never experienced a defeat, but he knew that that kind of duel was under the protection of modern civilization, wearing protective gear and using imitation swords, and a sports competition judged by a referee.

On the surface, it looks very similar to an irregular swordsmanship confrontation, but in fact the mentality of the two sides in the duel is completely different from the life-and-death struggle just seen.

Modern duel competitions are about winning or losing, and the score is about. In this kind of duel, there is only one chance, one life, and there is no room for mistakes.

To make a mistake is to die, and the dead cannot compete with the living.

That's why Yidaoxian's sword technique gave him a great shock. It is a real knife for killing people. It is simple, quick, sharp and precise, without any hesitation. Life and death can be judged immediately when the knife comes out!
It's not the same as Li Xuange's murder yesterday, it was at most a legitimate defense against hooligans.

But it also made him familiar with the feeling of killing people, and this feeling may be tasted again today.

"Hey, it's time to eat noodles! After eating noodles, go to the middle of the town, and the mayor will be a witness later.

Damn, there is also a swordsman over there, who looks stronger than you, and I don't know if he can win the fight. "

Li Xuange happened to be hungry, and it was quite sad that he was traveling through time, not having enough food or clothing, and having to sleep in a stable.

I took the noodles cooked by the proprietress. This is a typical Northwest trouser belt noodle, with thick gluten and a bowl of sour soup, which is actually okay.

But the problem is that the boss's family is stingy, they use sour soup for their own noodles, and Li Xuange eats noodles with clear water without any salt.

He turned his head to look at the boss and his wife, and saw that their table was really rich, besides noodles, there was also a bowl of horse meat, a few vegetables and garlic cloves.

Li Xuange's eyes turned green. He walked over, stretched out his chopsticks, and was about to pick up horse meat, but he opened it for the boss, and said viciously: "I only eat you, I didn't say you eat meat! If you have clear soup and noodles, you can eat it." Shout out!"

Ouyang Feng's laughter came from outside the window. He looked at Li Xuange, eating horse meat buns with relish.

Li Xuange had no choice but to squat at the door with the bowl in his arms, like an authentic Northwesterner, Xili Hulu didn't even chew, and swallowed a bowl of trousers noodles with the widow water soup.

After eating, he put the bowl on the boss's table and said: "If I kill the other party, you can't lose me for five taels of silver, grandma's miser."

After the meal, the boss brought Li Xuange and Ouyang Feng to the center of the town, which was already surrounded by spectators.

In the middle of the circle stood a swordsman with his arms around his chest, his eyes closed, and he looked like a master.

Li Xuange was almost bluffed, his expression became extremely serious, and he didn't even know what the boss behind him had quarreled with his opponent.

The scene was noisy for a long time, and finally the mayor pulled away the two bosses who were about to fight, and said, "Okay, don't quarrel! Which of your two shops will continue to open and which one will close, the outcome of this battle will be decided.

The swordsmen have already arrived, so there is nothing to argue about.The two swordsmen shouldn't need me to say anything more. According to the rules of Kansai, except for using hidden weapons and calling for helpers, they should fight until the other party admits defeat or kills the other party. Understand? "

The swordsman on the opposite side slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were very sharp. He silently pulled out the knife in his hand and threw away the scabbard. Li Xuange was the only one in his eyes.

Li Xuange's saber did not have a scabbard, and even had some rust spots on it, which could not be compared with the other party's gleaming saber.

He took a deep breath, "Understood."

The mayor stepped back three steps, and the duel officially began.

Li Xuange's mind suddenly flashed the duel between Immortal Yidao and others just now. It was unpretentious, short-lived, swift and deadly. Although it was only a single blow, it was better than a thousand swords!

Suddenly, the wind blows dust and sand, and the sound of thunder bursts, deafening.

The swordsman in front of him had a ferocious face like a ghost, his blood was as red as a tide, he held the knife in both hands, and his body had already leaped into the air and slashed towards him like a thunderbolt.

With such momentum, he was the first to catch people's attention, causing the surrounding townspeople to back away with their chests covered, their faces pale.

Li Xuange's employer also had a look of despair, and the competitor beside him clenched his fists.

Ouyang Feng was the only one who was still gnawing on the Roujiamo leisurely, watching Li Xuange's response with a smile.

Li Xuange only had Yidaoxian's knife in his mind, so he also swung a knife. This knife goes from bottom to top, but it's a slap in the face!

As simple and sharp as Yidaoxian's sword, the rusty blade also showed a cold and stern light at this moment!
The cold light brushed across the swordsman's wrist, slashed towards his chest, and slanted out.

The swordsman's knife brushed against Li Xuange's shoulder, and fell aside.

A knife!

It was also only one knife, and the outcome was decided.

Li Xuange's blood vibrated, and the blood from the knife spilled into the yellow sand.

The swordsman fell to the ground with the knife on his wrist, his eyes glared at the front like cracks, and there was a foot and a half long bloodstain on his chest. A large amount of blood splashed out instantly, quickly taking away all his strength.

The swordsman fell to the ground like a mountain, and soon a pool of red blood pooled under him.

The audience was silent, and no one uttered a sound, as if they were witnessing a duel between Immortal Yidao and others again.

After a while, Li Xuange's employer jumped up in surprise, laughing and cursing wildly.

His competitor left with his head bowed like a concubine. Although Shuangqi Town is a remote and savage town, the people here are very well behaved.

No one knew that Li Xuange's heart was beating like a drum at this time, and when he was dueling, as long as he thought of Yidaoxian's sword, he would be very calm, as if he was admiring a work of art.

But after the duel, feeling the smell of blood in the scorching air, although he no longer wanted to vomit, he could no longer restrain the adrenaline that was secreted crazily.

Not only was the heart beating faster, but even the muscles trembled uncontrollably.

Ouyang Feng came to his side, put his hands on his shoulders, a warm current flowed into his meridians, his body seemed to be baked in the warm sunshine for a moment, and all kinds of discomfort quickly disappeared.

Ouyang Feng's internal strength is very deep.

He said: "This feeling, if you kill a few more people, it will disappear naturally. When you step into the rivers and lakes, you have to get used to it sooner or later."

Li Xuange took a deep breath, turned around and said, "Thank you, don't forget, there are still five taels of silver."

Of course, the employer didn't dare to pay the debt, so he immediately took out five taels of silver, which belonged to Ouyang Feng.

Li Xuange and Ouyang Feng split the accounts [-]-[-], Li Xuange worked hard and Ouyang Feng made money.

"What's next?"

"Find a blacksmith and make a sword. By the way, I am a swordsman, not a swordsman."

(End of this chapter)