Thirty-Three, Let the Gun Speak for Me (Second Update)

  However, Qin Yu's realm had exceeded Sheng Chang's imagination.

  As soon as they made a move, both parties' martial arts realms naturally couldn't be concealed.

  Including Tan Sanzhuan and all the strong onlookers, they were all shocked.

  Tan Yun, unexpectedly also became a master of dark realm.

  Everyone can see that Qin Yu's time in the dark realm is still quite short, and although he has made some progress, his foundation of qi and blood is still a bit shallow.

  However, paired with his exquisite lotus gun technique, he instantly made up for his lack of strength.

  Sheng Chang's two heavy copper hammers were too powerful, and even Qin Yun's spear couldn't get past them.

  The rain fell continuously, and the thunderous fists were hard to escape. Especially, Qin Yu had an extremely brilliant footwork, once he felt that Sheng Chang's power was too great to be restrained, he would immediately go with the flow, dissolving his opponent's strength into nothingness.

  Meanwhile, the flow of qi and blood, the transportation of power, and the coordination of gun moves, body moves, and footwork are all extremely proficient, completely without any hint of awkwardness that a beginner would have.

  After five moves, both sides jumped back two steps and made some adjustments. Under the gaze of each other's eyes, they were secretly apprehensive.

  Sheng Chang knew that this time, wanting to win the opponent was a bit uncertain. However, he still had some lingering hopes, after all, there were still fifteen moves left, and perhaps the opponent's strength would not be enough to hold on until then?

  In his heart, he secretly thought that it was lucky, if according to the first five suggestions, at this moment he would have already lost.

  Of course, if it's just a five-move fight, he naturally wouldn't be willing to concede three moves.

  "Tan's family has such an outstanding junior, it is indeed a blessing for our Wuling Five Streams." Sheng Chang was moved and praised.

  "Haha!" Qin Sanzhuang laughed twice, indicating that he had heard it. He could see that everyone had this feeling. A 16-year-old boy was already able to keep up with them, which was indeed a shocking thing.

  Qin Yulian gazed coldly at Sheng Chang, thinking: "What are you going to say next? The turning point has come, what will you do?"

  Sheng Chang saw Quan Yu's eyes, like a pair of sharp gun barrels, without the slightest sign of wavering, and his inner heart couldn't help but look up to him even more.

  "This kid is really one of a kind with an air about him!"

  "However, Sheng still had some misgivings. If he were to give up at this point, the others behind him would not agree."

  Zeng Yinyin stroked the hair on the back of Tang Nan's neck, while Tang Nan's tongue silently swept across his own gums.

  However, neither of them spoke up, allowing Shengchang to speak freely.

  "Then let's come again!" Qin Yu said with a pout, saying a thousand words and ten thousand ways, but in the end, it was still necessary to turn back.

  Everything still relies on one's own fist and the point of one's own gun!

  ……

  Not far away from the northeast, at a mountain bend, three tall war horses stood side by side. Each horse had an iron chain in its mouth to prevent sudden neighing.

  The terrain here is slightly higher and very hidden, with lush trees, hiding a few people is not particularly difficult.

  The passenger in the middle was a young man in fur clothes, slender and weak, with a pair of bright eyes like stars. He looked at the two opponents hundreds of meters away, already tiny as ants, and suddenly turned his head to ask the knight on the left: "Zhang Lao, what will be the final result of this trial?"

  On his left was a white-haired, silver-bearded old man in purple clothes. He glanced at Qin Yu and Sheng Chang in the distance and said: "The young man's spear technique is very strange. His opponent can only rely on a pair of copper hammers, and it's basically hopeless to win within twenty moves. However, if he takes out his weapon now to resist, it will be quite embarrassing and difficult to convince himself. By the time he comes to his senses, the time will have passed."

  The young man in the fur-lined garment smiled with satisfaction: "This is excellent!"

  As they spoke, Tan Yu and Sheng Chang had already started fighting again.

  The old man in purple clothes took a look, and it was not much different from his own expectations, so he ignored him and asked the young man in fur clothes: "Excuse me, sir, what benefits will we gain if Quan Yu wins?"

  "I need to let Quan Yu be independent and start his own business, so we can intervene later. This time he cannot lose. If he is defeated by Duan Yue, Wu Xi Man will have such a powerful vanguard, and also have an excuse to compete for the championship, then the prospects of Jing Nan will not be very good."

  The old man in purple clothes said: "In the eyes of Lao Fu, these are all earthly chickens and tile dogs! If the young master needs it, Lao Fu will go over there and take care of them one by one with his stick."

  The young man in fur clothes smiled and said "heh heh".

  "That's too wasteful! Zhang Lao, your golden rod should be used on Wang Yue instead."

  "Sir, I was just about to ask you, why don't we go to Shennongding?" Zhang Lao frowned.

  "They won't be competing at Shen Nong Ding, think about it, Old Zhang. The young man in brocade clothes had a glint of starlight in his eyes, "Now that place has attracted a large number of strong people from all over, so if they want to have a good competition, they must go."

  Zhang Lao put himself in his shoes and thought for a moment, indeed, he wouldn't dare to show off in front of so many people either.

  "What should we do then? How can we find them?"

  "Haha, don't worry about it, I'll make sure you get to see their duel." The young man in the brocade clothes shifted his gaze, "However, God Sword King Yue has been famous for over thirty years since he first appeared, not an easy opponent!"

  Zhang Lao simply nodded slightly: "So, I've come."

  The young man in the fur garment glanced at him and thought, "After that fierce battle between Wang Yue and Shi Huan, his energy must be greatly depleted. Zhang Jin, known as 'Arrogant', is one of the strongest bodyguards by Master's side, with nearly thirty years of experience in the Central Plains. Subduing a worn-out Divine Sword should be manageable. At most, I'll just make two more preparations."

  Suddenly Zhang let out a cry. The young man in the fur-lined robe hastily concentrated his attention and looked over, only to see that Qin Yu and Sheng Chang were both retreating backwards, while two girls were taking steps towards the center.

  "Xiao Lan?" The young man in the fur-lined robe looked slightly solemn, "How is it Xiao Lan who went up?"

  Zhang Jindao said: "The two sides fought for about eleven or twelve rounds, and the copper hammer man was unable to continue attacking. The two sides were at a stalemate, when Lan'er suddenly spoke up and challenged the woman on the red horse."

  "What nonsense!" The young man in the fur-lined robe clenched his right fist and lightly pounded it into his left palm, clearly displeased. "Qin Yu doesn't lose easily! This is an unnecessary branch, what's wrong with Xiao Lan being so muddled?"

  Zhang Jin also shook his head, Lan'er was half his disciple, he knew Lan'er's temperament very well, and estimated that the girl opposite had said something to provoke her, causing the little girl to lose her temper.

  "Zhang Lao, how is Xiao Mei's situation?" The young man in the embroidered robe asked reluctantly.

  Zhang Jin concentrated his mind and carefully observed Zeng Yinyin's aura, but it was too far away and felt a bit fuzzy, however...

  After a moment, Zhang Jin smiled bitterly: "The opponent's strength is obviously above Lan Er. Lan Er will probably suffer some losses, but recently Lan Er has made rapid progress and there is no mortal danger."

  "No way, I won't let Xiao Lan get hurt in the slightest." The young man in brocade clothes said resolutely.

  Zhang Jin nodded, he knew that Xizhilan was a brother who was wise and cunning, calm and cold-blooded, but once it involved his sister, the more he loved her, the more he would be willing to suffer.

  This young man is the younger brother of Xi Zilan, Xi Zhicai. He is one of Cao Cao's three most trusted strategists and has been hiding in Jingzhou for two years under Cao Cao's orders, specializing in some dark deeds. The old man in purple clothes was Zhang Jin, the leader of Cao Cao's imperial guard, known as "Ao Gun", who dominated Henan and Hebei, with a reputation as the "Central Plains Stick King".

  "Order number two, go find something decent for those barbarians to do."

  On the horse on the right side of Xi Zhicai, a young man in black clothes who had not spoken a word was sitting. At this moment, he heard Xi Zhicai's clear order and immediately responded: "Yes!"

  Zhang Jin suddenly said: "Young master, wait a minute. It seems that there is someone else coming from over there. We probably won't need our people to take action. This person is quite strong..."

  Before he had finished speaking, a loud and shrill whistle suddenly sounded from the horizon, rushing head-on towards them.

  Zhang Jin's face changed color, it was actually him?!

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