I am a fairy in the world of mortals

Chapter 188 Evenly matched
"Don't give me a hand either, so we don't have to use any magical powers and just compete in martial arts... how about it?" Li Lang said to Shen Xinghai.

Shen Xinghai didn't show any pretense and said directly: "Okay!"

Then he turned to a soldier and said, "Get him one of my spare armors!"

The armors worn by the eight guards entering the palace in the capital are not the conventional tethered or buckled armors that can be easily worn, but are worn on the chest, abdomen, back, buttocks, thighs, calves, and feet. , all use special nails and unique techniques to drive them in and close them up on the human body.

Often one person cannot put it on or take it off independently.

To wear or remove armor by one person, at least five or six people who have mastered the corresponding skills need to help.

In this way, the defense is more perfect, and it can also increase the combat effectiveness and defense power.

Of course, this also absolutely eliminates the possibility of the Nine Guards officers getting together with the harem maids or even concubines while guarding the palace.

After all, wearing such a thick carapace, the roc can't fly out of the bird's nest, so what use can it have for its eggs?
Although there are some experts among the eunuchs, their physical deficiencies are actually not good for their practice.

What's more important is that real talents can rarely tolerate their own incomplete bodies, so the armors of the Nine Guards soldiers are all specially made.

Some time had passed, and with the help of the sweatshop, Li Lang had already fully digested Yun Xue's strength.

After patting his chest and using a little force, Li Lang found that there was no sound at all. It seemed that the force of the patting had been absorbed by the special steel plates on the armor.

Although Shen Xinghai's halberd was launched later, it was powerful in many aspects, with a hint of domineering power.

Facing Li Lang's powerful sword, Shen Xinghai just took a step back, then carried a halberd with one hand and swept towards Li Lang.

If Li Lang distanced himself too far from him, he would probably suffer more the more he fought.

Before the sword arrives, the sword energy shoots out, sharp, domineering and terrifying.

Therefore, Li Lang moved his body, accelerated suddenly, and slammed the knife into Shen Xinghai's arms.

Li Lang, on the other hand, looked very relaxed. He held the long knife in his hand, and at first glance, he looked full of flaws.

It even goes one step further on the original basis.

Li Lang held a long sword and stood opposite Shen Xinghai who held a halberd.

The wind was blowing the flags of the Dragon Guards. Shen Xinghai looked at Li Lang with his halberd in hand, not in a hurry to launch an offensive.

Shen Xinghai's expression did not change, and his halberd did not turn back to guard. Instead, he struck Li Lang with one hand and one palm.

A monk, but he fully displayed the murderous intent and domineering force in this sword technique, which is enough to surprise any sword technique master.

Strike first and control others later. This principle works most of the time.

The law that the last move will win and that the left side of the wave will lose is just a joke. It would be too stupid to take it seriously.

Suddenly, Li Lang exerted force on his feet, and his body suddenly jumped out.

Li Lang's sword was as cold and beautiful as the bright moonlight.

This armor feels thick to the touch, but does not feel burdensome when worn on the body, which shows that the materials used are extremely extraordinary.

It is one of the nine swords of Long Xuan.

The group moved to a training ground, and Li Lang put on Shen Xinghai's spare armor with the help of everyone.

Simple, direct, and domineering. Although he is far from as sophisticated as when he was in his full form, as the saying goes, although the son of tiger and leopard has not yet been written, he already has the spirit of eating cattle, and the wings of the swan are not yet complete, but he has the heart of the world.

With this palm of his hand, he has many skills.

Li Lang saw the shadow of at least four or five kinds of palm techniques. Although he has not yet fully mastered them, he already has some martial arts imprints of his own.

"It's really not that simple! This guy is even more exaggerated than me who cheated." Li Lang thought to himself.

At the same time, he met this palm with a punch.

The fists and palms of the two people collided, which only affected the true energy, but did not leverage the magical powers and supernatural powers.

Therefore, under the collision of infuriating energy, they both took a few steps back after making a crackling sound. The eyes he looked at each other became more and more solemn.

"You are so handsome. If your magical powers are not bad, I was stingy just now!" Shen Xinghai said openly.

He has an upright and open-minded character. If he doubted Li Lang's ability and might be doing something bad, he directly asked for a test.

Now that he had his approval, he immediately admitted his mistake.

"Stop talking nonsense and take another move from me." Li Lang showed interest.

Although this battle was still restrained and he did not let go of all his strength, he definitely did not want to lose again this time.

If he loses to Shen Xinghai a hundred years later, there is nothing to say. After all, he lacks years, lacks experience, and lacks realm.

This was a hundred years ago, and we still lost... Does this make sense?

The more fighting spirit boiled in Li Lang's heart, the calmer he became.

After so much experience, how could Li Lang still be the stupid good-for-nothing he was before he traveled through time? He was deceived into the sea, injected with poison, and thrown into the sea?

The powerful sword energy was spitting on the blade.

He wrapped his head around his head and struck out with a knife. The knife was halfway in, but he suddenly let go.

Li Lang kept his body low, like a spiritual ape, and approached Shen Xinghai again.

At this moment, Li Lang was divided into two roles.

The released blade still followed the traction and inertia of the true energy, using sharp sword skills to restrain Shen Xinghai.

The fists that were continuously bombarded had already reached Shen Xinghai's chest. Once the fists were hit hard, even if the opponent was protected by a battle armor, it would definitely not be able to cause any major substantial damage, but this also meant that this match In the fight, Li Lang had the upper hand.

If you are thin-skinned, you can just admit defeat.

Ding!
The sound of weapons clashing was heard. Shen Xinghai threw the halberd in his hand and flew out with the long knife that Li Lang had thrown away.

He doesn't have Li Lang's exquisite knife skills and strength control, but he can defeat skill with strength.

He gave up his weapon and fought Li Lang with his bare hands.

Bang bang bang bang bang!
After several collisions, the fists, palms, claws, fingers, and various kung fu skills on the hands were changing wantonly.

Li Lang crossed time and space and briefly became Yun Xue, so his magical powers and most of his supernatural powers could not be brought with him.

But martial arts skills, these are things that exist in memory and cognition, and they will not be sealed in the same way.

And Li Lang has an extremely 'unremarkable', but quite superior feature and advantage.

That is, he has practiced almost all the martial arts he has learned to the extreme.

It was just a competition of moves, regardless of realm, regardless of actual combat experience, Li Lang had almost no opponent.

Even the most talented people will make choices when learning martial arts.

Those who are good at and are accustomed to the martial arts will be trained to a higher level as much as possible, while those who are only used to focus on the martial arts will be able to achieve great success with experience and talent.

This is the more common option.

Even for talented people like Shen Xinghai and Yu Ruyi, the same is true.

Because they also lack time.

Every practitioner is racing against time.

Only Li Lang, in a sense, had far more time than others.

(End of this chapter)