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Chapter 150 Thirty-six

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    Feng Xue came back with Xiaoren after chasing her for most of the night. As soon as she entered the camp, Shen Yuan took the initiative to ask Han Qianling for advice before saying goodbye.

    Regarding Han Qianling's identity as a dragon, Luo Jiujiang has always kept silent.  He didn't open his mouth, and Mr. Gongyi and his master didn't need to say anything, but they really locked the news about Han Qianling's true identity within a very small range.

    However, Jiao can transform dragons, and the two have similarities.  Shen Yuan asked Han Qianling for advice for no other reason than he saw half of Han Qianling's heels - he didn't have the imagination to stick to Shenlong, but he just thought that Han Qianling should also be a dragon  .

    Similar in age and similar in race, Shen Yuan has never seen such a suitable opponent, so even if he pretends to forget how he was tied to a tree and dried in the camp for a night, he must compete with Han Qianling before leaving.

    Facing Luo Jiujiang's friends, Han Qianling rarely had a cold face.  Hearing Shen Yuan's request for a battle, he just thought about it, and then asked very politely: "When Jiujiang defeated Mr. Shen Yuan before, how many moves did you use?"

    Shen Yuan didn't like to talk, so he compared the number "thirty-six" to him.

    Han Qianling nodded, and said in a leisurely manner, "Then I also use thirty-six moves."

    ""

    Hearing what Han Qianling said, Shen Yuan's thick black brows were slightly frowned.  Han Qianling is well-mannered and polite, and there is absolutely nothing wrong with his words and deeds.  However, judging from the meaning of his words, behind this modest expression is overflowing pride.

    ? If you want to beat your opponent exactly at a certain time, you must have the self-confidence that far surpasses the opponent's strength.  For example, in a game of Go, a master may be able to win the attention of a master, but if you specify how much you want your opponent to lose before playing chess, then you are not only capable of masters, but also acting like a teacher.

    Being of the same species, pride is the same as inheriting memory, it is something rooted in the blood.  Although Shen Yuan is taciturn, his nostrils are not upturned purely because he has a good personality, but it doesn't mean that he can tolerate being taught like this.

    For the first time ever, he spoke up when he didn't have to.  Shen Yuan said: "Okay, Palace Master Han is here to try. If you want to defeat me, first defeat me with a knife."

    After a pause, Shen Yuan even turned his face towards Feng Xue's direction, and said softly: "If you are not satisfied with the tricks, you will fight with your wheels."

    Feng Xue: ""

    He Weiren sits at home, and the pot comes from the sky, Feng Xue can be regarded as having seen it thoroughly.  Goodness behold, she really just found Xiaoren and was passing by on her way back to camp.

    She doesn't understand Shen Yuan, the dragon with obvious speech impairment and confusion between the subject and the guest, so she won't comment for now, but what's the matter with Han Qianling?

    Feng Xue frowned unconsciously, wondering if this was my illusion, why did it feel like Han Qianling was beckoning cats and dogs that night?  Is it the reason why two dragons cannot be accommodated in one place unless one male and one female?  Does he really dislike Hei Jiao so much?

    Facing Shen Yuan's indistinct hostility, Han Qianling did not return his words, but just smiled slightly and made a gesture of please.

    You must know that Luo Jiujiang is a novice in Shenhun, and he won against Shen Yuan all by speculation and self-comprehension.  If the two of them were fighting on the ground, Luo Jiujiang would use one move to break the vault, but it would not have to take thirty-six moves.

    However, Han Qianling had already suppressed Shen Yuan's bloodline. At this time, the two of them were in the Holy Land, and Han Qianling even had a home bonus. From the moment he stepped into the Holy Land, he could feel the blood of the Holy Mountain all the time.  Connected nourishment.  Arguing that he had the right time, place, and people to win, he had to wait until thirty-six moves to win, not because he cared about Shen Yuan's face, but because he wanted to be consistent with Luo Jiujiang

    Even if he just beats the same opponent with the same number of tricks, it can make Han Qianling feel that he is closer to Jiujiang.

    ¡ª¡ªSo it's no wonder that Han Qianling can't understand Shen Yuan.  From Qidao to now, he and Luo Jiujiang have been able to get along with so many friends, even if Feng Xue couldn't help but talk to him in the end, the two sides never hurt their peace.  However, only Shen Yuan and Luo Jiujiang had the same dress and similar looks. If the two walked side by side on the street, they would be regarded as biological brothers.

    How similar, how close, how displeased Han Qianling.

    Han Qianling drew his sword out of its sheath, and the blade didn't even point directly at it, only pointing the back of the sword at Shen Yuan.  Before they were about to fight, he said something meaningful.

    "Master Shen Yuan, you have a good knife."

    Feng Xue had only seen the strength of Han Qianling positively today.

    ? In the seventh move of the confrontation, Shen Yuan was bullied by Han Qianling and cut a front of his front.

    ? In the twelfth move of the confrontation, Han Qianling cut off Shen Yuan's hairband with a single sword.

    &nbspIn the twenty-fourth move of the fight, Han Qianling reversed the hilt of the sword, and hit heavily on Shen Yuan's chest where the sea of ??energy was, unexpectedly interrupting Shen Yuan who was about to transform into a dragon, and forced him back into human form.

    As for the thirty-first move in the fight, there was only a clang of weapons colliding, and Han Qianling, who is usually indifferent and self-sufficient, actually showed a bit of savagery and bravery at this time, and cut off a piece of the front end of Shen Yuan's long knife!

    Feng Xue gasped, but Xiao Ren's eyes became brighter and brighter.

    After this move, Han Qianling used close-up to fight fast, and the extremely fast moves were exactly the same as the small blade.  She couldn't take it all in, but Feng Xue felt that her chest was tightening as if her breathing was stuck.

    There is no other reason. Since Han Qianling broke the tip of Shen Yuan's knife with the thirty-first move, his remaining moves were all directed at Shen Yuan's long knife.  A piece of iron, but judging by the ease of his steps and moves, he deliberately breaking the knife is no different from chopping melons and vegetables.

    He really did what Shen Yuan said before, before defeating the opponent, he first won his sword.

    By the time the thirty-sixth move fell, most of the sword in Shen Yuan's hand had been cut off by Han Qianling, and Han Qianling's long sword was also full of potholes and cracks, but it did not prevent him from placing the sword across Shen Yuan's neck.

    The cold air from the blade touched Shen Yuan's cold hair, but he never saw a trace of blood.

    Shen Yuan didn't say a word, and he and Han Qianling maintained this hostage and hostage posture for a long time, then suddenly turned their heads sideways.

    "I submit to you." He said.

    Han Qianling slowly withdrew his sword.

    "It's really a good knife. It's a pity that I ruined everything." Han Qianling said leisurely: "Fortunately, the material is still there, and the essence remains unchanged. If Mr. Shen Yuan doesn't mind, I would like to invite the master to come and save the rest for you.  to a dagger."

    Shen Yuan shook his head.

    Although he hadn't spoken for a long time, and there was a problem with the order of his words, the categorical meaning was clear.  Facing Han Qianling's proposal, he only said coldly: "I choose it. It is the iron that makes a knife, not a nondescript dagger. If it is broken by a knife, it will be broken. If it is not changed into a dagger, it will be perfect."

    Having said this, he actually threw the short broken knife in his hand to the ground, saluted Han Qianling, and strode away with only an empty silver sandskin sheath on.  .

    It took Feng Xue a while to come closer, but she still didn't know what to say, so she sighed a long time.

    Han Qianling treated her as gentle as ever, seeing Xiaoren came back, he stuffed her with a few pieces of candy first, and then asked Feng Xue with a smile: "Miss Feng Xue, do you still think Mr. Shen Yuan is similar to Jiujiang?  "

    Feng Xue was slightly taken aback.

    Han Qianling did not immediately answer her question.  He just squatted down, picked up a fistful of soil and buried it on the broken knife that Shen Yuan left behind.

    "Jiujiang's old sword, he collected the fragments and buried it in the sword hall of the Spirit Snake Realm." Han Qianling smiled, and his tone was full of exclamation, "The personalities are actually very different, only superficially similar.  "

    It was only then that Feng Xue came to her senses. She was puzzled and said, "He looks like Jiujiang, but it's the reason why you don't like him?"

    Han Qianling said half-heartedly, "Not all of them."

    "What's the matter? Racial old grievances?"

    Han Qianling avoided the seriousness and said lightly: "There are old grievances - in the whole world, there are very few people who have no hatred against me."

    ""

    It is also a skill to be able to say such words so calmly and even proudly.

    "I just don't quite understand." Han Qianling wrote lightly: "I can also take Jiujiang to do things like being carried to heaven."

    "" Feng Xue was silent for a very long time this time, longer than any time before.  After a while, she said quietly, "Youyou are jealous."

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