Chapter 11 Sword Trial

Zhu Hui's hand on the sword tightened. He had already recognized the two people from Pingyang Medical Center and spoke first: "You two came to visit in the middle of the night. I don't know why?"

"Deliver medicine."

Su Hanshan looked up and said, "I'm also sending someone here."

Dora put down the sack on her back, untied the rope, took out several packages of medicine from the bag, and then lowered the sack.

Lu Xiaochuan, whose clothes were stained with soil and whose shoulders were stained with blood, was exposed to the moonlight and fell to the ground.

Zhu Hui frowned, showing a puzzled look.

"This man is Xiaochuan, the fourth stall driver of Dongchang. Do any of you recognize him?"

As soon as Su Hanshan said this, Zhu Hui and others were still skeptical, but Tie Zhu in the yard reacted greatly.

He quickly handed Yu Xin to another person to support him, took a two-step approach, jumped onto the courtyard wall, and looked outside.

"Lu Xiaochuan? It's really him!"

Tie Zhu took a second look and pulled off his turban in excitement, revealing a head with only inch-long short hair.

"The team that went to copy my Dongchang fanzi was led by this gangster. I will never forget this face in my life."

"The brothers who came to drink that day all died at their hands. I was the only one who escaped. I shaved my hair and beard, pretended to be a monk, and got out of the capital."

He was so excited that he wanted to jump off the wall, but Zhu Hui grabbed him.

Dora smiled, grabbed Lu Xiaochuan's arms, lifted them up and shook them.

The arms swayed like thick hemp ropes, and the bones inside were obviously broken into several sections.

Only then did Zhu Hui feel relieved. He let go of the iron bamboo and jumped down. The sword in his left hand was not sheathed. He just held it behind his back and cupped his fist. He said, "I am Zhu Hui. My father and brother have both served under your lord. Is this also for Master Yu, to deal with people like Dongchang?"

Dora said: "During the first battle in the capital, I served as a soldier under Lord Yu, and was later transferred to the Jinyi Guards. However, Lu Xiaochuan was captured by this brother Su Hanshan."

Tie Zhu kicked Lu Xiaochuan and was overjoyed when he heard Lu Xiaochuan groan a few times after he fell to the ground.

"Not dead yet? Well, the sky has eyes and gives me the opportunity to avenge this with my own hands."

Zhu Hui wanted to stop him, but then he thought, it would be of no use if the Dongchang people held him in his hands.

A stall can only be used to threaten his direct subordinates. Facing the men led by other stalls, the effect is minimal. They are burdensome and can be killed.

But after all, the person was not captured by himself, so Zhu Hui asked Su Hanshan first.

Su Hanshan has already asked everything he can. He brought this fourth-speed driver here tonight with the intention of using him as a sacrifice.

Tie Zhu immediately drew his knife and chopped off the fourth gear head with one stroke.

This guy wanted to kill Su Hanshan that day, but today he finally took his own life.

"He Hu, Yang Da, Mo Yan, you all know something..."

Tie Zhu muttered a few words, with a mix of sadness and joy on his face. He turned around, knelt down to Su Hanshan, and kowtowed twice, "Thank you very much!"

"Killing a fourth gear head is nothing."

Su Hanshan said, "Thirty or forty people have entered the city from Dongchang, and there may be more than one stall inside."

"Some of them have been to the medical center today, and they must have seen some clues. Since they have a deadly feud, I think we should strike first and make a surprise attack on them to kill them."

Zhu Hui said in surprise: "Do you know where they live?"

Su Hanshan nodded. At this time, the back door of the ruined temple opened, and Zhu Ji and others also walked out.

"but……"

Su Hanshan said, "Before dealing with those people in Dongchang, I would like to ask you to fight with me a few times."

Zhu Hui said: "This is what it should be."

She only thought that Su Hanshan wanted to test the abilities of everyone on her side, and without thinking much, she signaled Zhu Ji to take action first.

Zhu Ji had seen Su Hanshan's kung fu during the day and did not despise him just because Su Hanshan used crutches.

"Be careful!"

Zhu Ji held the knife with the scabbard in his hand, holding the handle of the knife in his left hand and the front half of the scabbard in his right hand. The moves he used were [-]-[-]% similar to Dora's.

However, Dora wanted to be quick when she drew the sword. Each sword actually only used three or four points of force. Only when drawing the sword, changing direction, and thrusting, could it be the fastest state.

Zhu Ji's sword was thrust forward with a heavy force, his body leaned forward, and he thrust forward like a sprint.

Su Hanshan has to rely on his crutches to move. If the enemy uses tricks such as slashing and sweeping, it will be easier for him to block it. Only when facing stabbings, it is relatively difficult.But he approached his friends first because he wanted to test it out to see how well his crutches could be used in this world.

The opponent's offensive was difficult, and it played into his ambition.

Bang! !

Su Hanshan moved both hands together. He thrust his left crutch toward the ground behind him and supported his body diagonally. His right crutch was pointed straight at the top of the scabbard.

Zhu Ji's forward body was suddenly frustrated.

Su Hanshan released the inner strength of his right hand, and the tip of the crutch seemed to burst open a small, fleeting and fuzzy ring of energy.

The front half of Zhu Ji's scabbard exploded directly, the blade trembled, and the tiger's mouth on his left hand hurt. The tall man was so powerful that he took two or three steps back, staggered, and almost fell.

But at this moment, Zhu Hui's body dwarfed, and he shot the dart with his right hand close to the ground, directly grabbing the crutch in Su Hanshan's left hand.

Su Hanshan saw six directions and listened in all directions. The crutch in his left hand was raised and pressed back in the blink of an eye.

The dart entered the crutch's original position just as the crutch was being raised, and was knocked down by the crutch that instantly pressed it back to its original position.

Because the lifting and lowering speeds were so fast, Su Hanshan's upper body did not shake at all.

But after Zhu Hui sent out the dart, his offensive didn't stop at all. He spun forward in a posture that was similar to kneeling on his knees.

Moving forward like this, it was not even slower than her brother's sprinting speed just now.

Su Hanshan slashed down with the crutch in his right hand, just in time to collide with Zhu Hui's long sword that he was holding in reverse.

The weapons of both sides were filled with internal energy, but the wooden crutches showed no signs of damage and even made a "dang" sound.

Zhu Hui had already expected it, and he didn't expect to take advantage of it with weapons.

Seizing the moment when the weapons of the two sides collided, Zhu Hui's squatting legs and feet suddenly exerted force, and his right hand pushed his left hand. He suddenly stood up and pushed the long sword towards Su Hanshan.

When she used this move, she used pure strength, both internal and physical, which was much stronger than her brother.

What's more important is that her power is not a single impulse, but a mixture of "lifting energy" from the bottom up.

Su Hanshan put his left crutch behind his back, so that he could have enough fulcrum to resist the impact from the front.

However, when the opponent tried to knock him into the air, no matter which crutch it was, it was impossible to provide him with a downward force to stabilize his body.

Zhu Hui's plan was brilliant.

But there was one thing she still wasn't sure about.

The moment before her body straightened up, the force on Su Hanshan's right crutch that was supposed to be used to resist her had already changed in advance.

His right crutch no longer maintains the force of slashing and pressing down, but instead rises and stands vertically earlier than the opponent's movement of getting up and pushing the sword.

Before Zhu Hui could stand up straight, Su Hanshan's right fist holding the spherical handle had already struck from under the horizontal long sword, hitting her chest and abdomen, and pushed her away.

"Ahem, cough, cough, good, good work!"

Zhu Hui coughed twice and looked at Su Hanshan with a little more admiration.

Su Hanshan turned right and landed again, his eyes flickered, and he breathed a long sigh of relief.

Zhu Hui's moves and tricks were obviously much better than those of his junior fellow apprentices, and his skills were even deeper.

She also knew how to target Su Hanshan who was on crutches.

The play style just now was actually what he wanted to achieve, similar to the scene when Su Hanshan used the iron cane.

Because of the fierce confrontation between the enemy and ourselves, Su Hanshan suddenly lost his balance and fell to the ground.

However, because her internal force is not strong enough, relying solely on the internal force collision of the weapon is far from achieving the desired effect. She needs to rely on her own body movements to add as much "power" to this move as possible. bold".

That's why she didn't succeed.

The forcefulness brought about by the movement of the limbs is much slower than the process of the warriors of the Chu Dynasty directly bursting out their inner strength from a single thought.

Su Hanshan was completely sure.

If there really was a master in this world whose skill exceeded him by more than six levels, it might be easier to pierce his heart directly than to knock him down with one blow.

"it is good!"

Su Hanshan smiled and said, "Then let's kill those people in Dongchang now!"

(End of this chapter)

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