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Pengcheng Hidden Surge Chapter 83 The First Victory of Hook Setting

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    Sun Yu, who was trying his best to go back as quickly as possible, was soaked all over and his face was covered with rainwater. He seemed to rush into the tent as if he was afraid of missing something, holding the bow and Liu Yong's cloth in his chest.  Wrapped hook setting.  Xiang Ben couldn't bear to see Sun Yu's thin figure and wretched appearance. He stood up, took the bow and hook inlay, and asked Sun Yu to sit at the table. At the same time, he looked at Sun Yu's slightly bulging chest in surprise.  Sun Yu has been dressing up in a masculine direction recently. Her corset is extremely tight, and she tries to stoop her shoulders and look rough when walking. In addition, the midsummer sun is scorching, and she has more opportunities to be seen in public, and her skin looks much healthier, so she really has  It shows some of the appearance and spirit of a female man.  Xiang Ben had just met, but unintentionally, he never discovered her daughter's body.  It wasn't until his body was wet from the rain, he wasn't wearing any armor, and his jacket clung to his body that he noticed it.  Sun Yu himself also knew that he was suspected of being exposed. As soon as he took off his bow and hook, he immediately leaned over and sat down, as close as possible to the cases. He wished he could bury his shoulders as well, leaving only his head exposed and a pair of eyes to observe the situation in the tent.  .  Xiang Ben didn't have time to think too much and stopped looking at Sun Yu. He pushed the bow in front of his case and said, "Here's the gambling money. Brother Guan, see clearly!" Ji Xin had already entered the arena, holding the scabbard in his left hand, with another look in his eyes.  There was no vague confusion just now, as if he was a different person as soon as he picked up this sword.  Liu Yong was surprised when he saw it, wondering what the mystery of this sword was.  Unintentionally guessing, he turned back to Sun Yu beside his table and put the single hook on the table.  Sun Yu looked at Liu Yong, knowingly grabbed the cloth-wrapped hook and handed it over.  Liu Yong glanced at Sun Yu, his hair was a little messy, his face was cold and peach blossoms, his eyes blinked, there was some faint concern in his eyes.  Liu Yong shrank, took a breath, and smiled.  Xiang Ben saw Liu Yong mentioning the hook inlay and said with a smile: "Are you finally going to use it?" Liu Yong nodded: "It has to see the light of day!" Then he turned back to the field, pulled up the white cloth, and threw it away.  Every now and then it spreads on the ground.  ??The hook inlay suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and in the light of the candle, the green light shone.  Everyone in the tent suddenly let out an exclamation of surprise when they saw such a strange thing.  Ji Xin was also startled when he saw Liu Yong carrying out such a weird thing again.  Xiang Xiang couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, stared at Liu Yong, and murmured: "It's really interesting" Liu Yong held the hook in his left hand to guard his body, and held the sword in his right hand and said to Ji Xin: "Please!" ¡ª¡ª  ¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª Ji Xin roared, his eyes wide open, and with a sound of Qing Yue, he unsheathed his sword with his right hand.  The blade of the sword is cold and bright, wide and long. The lines on the sword body are overlapping and long, and the glow immediately fills the tent.  Liu Yong was shocked, this was not a bronze sword.  It¡¯s not even an ordinary iron sword.  Look at the bright color and simple and elegant forging patterns, it looks more like it is made of fine steel!  Liu Yong took a breath.  The weapons in the hands of Liu Yong and other warriors were almost green bronze weapons. The weapons of the late Qin and early Han Dynasties were roughly like this.  But in fact, the iron smelting technology at the end of the Warring States Period had reached a certain height, especially in the Chu and Qi states. There were many famous swords forged by famous craftsmen who refined iron ying and became famous for later generations.  However, the people of Qin and even the entire Qin Dynasty did not generally promote iron weapons. There are almost no iron weapons in the pits of Qin Terracotta Warriors and Horses.  Some experts two thousand years later felt strange about this matter, and even tried to argue based on this that the terracotta warriors and horses were not made during the period of the First Emperor, because experts believed that by this time there were conditions for large-scale production of iron swords.  Liu Yong still doesn¡¯t know the specific reason why he is not equipped with iron weapons, but the weapons and equipment in his army are indeed still set in the Bronze Age.  Therefore, this dazzling iron sword naturally surprised Liu Yong.  The purpose of his creation of hook inlay is to use new technology to arm his soldiers and strengthen himself.  The sword named Zhan Lu in front of him is obviously also an advanced technology, and it can be called an advanced technology that transcends the times.  Liu Yong clearly felt that when facing an enemy in battle, it is quite uncomfortable to suddenly discover that the opponent has more effective advanced technology.  He originally wanted to use crochet to instill this feeling into Ji Xin, but now it seems that he is feeling this more strongly.  If this Zhanlu Sword is really as powerful as it appears, it may mean that the bronze weapon in his hand will only turn into twigs and leaves under its chop.  No wonder Ji Xin has such a fierce and confident expression on her face now.  Ji Xin didn't say anything, but opened his eyes wide. He suddenly shouted and charged forward with his sword. He jumped up at a very fast speed, like a roc, and slashed down hard with his long sword, a bright cold light flashing across his face.Arrival.  Liu Yong concentrated his mind and did not dare to neglect at all. He walked away with his feet, trying his best to avoid a head-on collision with Ji Xin. He danced his sword exquisitely, using what he had learned in his life, and relying on his exquisite swordsmanship, he deflected Zhan Lu's fierce attacks several times.  Ji Xin, on the other hand, was exactly the opposite. She completely abandoned her exquisite sword skills and opened and closed her sword with a fierce wind. She was determined to force Liu Yong to fight with his sword in order to achieve a decisive battle.  Liu Yong knew clearly that the bronze sword in his right hand, which had been with him for a long time, would break into pieces immediately if it collided with Zhan Lu under Ji Xin's attack.  In front of the Zhanlu Sword, which is wide open and closed, the hook inlay on the left hand does not dare to be easily handed out. Compared with the long sword in the right hand, the hook inlay on the left hand is probably even more brittle under the crazy waving of the stainless steel sword.  wing.  The battle between the two was obviously one-sided. Ji Xin suppressed Liu Yong so much that he could hardly breathe, and there was a cold glow in front of his eyes.  Fortunately, Liu Yong's figure was still there. He was moving forward, retreating, and avoiding. He was still following the rules, trying his best to breathe evenly and keep his mind as clear as possible.  There was a commotion all around, and Xiang Guan displayed a momentum comparable to that of a football fan, waving his fists and shouting, and if he pressed harder, he would probably smash a hole in the case in front of him.  The Ji Xin in front of Liu Yong was very much like the tiger he met while mowing the grass that day on the expedition. It roared and threatened, and Liu Yong gritted his teeth, feeling that he could only parry.  But suddenly my heart moved.  Just like the tiger was consumed to death that day, Ji Xin must have been under a huge load in such a battle.  Liu Yong breathed steadily, his eyes were steady, and his mood became clearer.  Ji Xin's every move, eyebrow opening, and even the trembling of every hair gradually entered his eyes.  Ji Xin had already struck more than forty times with his sword, but Liu Yong kept turning around without making any counterattack, and was slightly wounded by the sword.  Ji Xin¡¯s breathing was obviously heavier.  A sword thrust is slightly slower.  Ji Xin suddenly turned around and held the sword in both hands. His movements were slightly slower, but the door was more strict. With each move and drink, he slashed horizontally and vertically, and his power became more fierce.  Liu Yong felt awe-struck, this was close to a samurai sword attack.  Ji Xin shouted loudly, still pressing forward step by step.  Liu Yong counted Ji Xin¡¯s breaths.  When Ji Xin took his breath and slashed out again, Liu Yong suddenly shouted: "Slow down!" At the same time, his eyes tightened suddenly, and he suddenly moved up. The green light of the sword in his right hand rose sharply, heading straight towards Zhan Lu.  Ji Xin's eyes almost burst out with fire, she gritted her teeth and used all her strength to strike down with a sword.  An extremely loud and ear-splitting sound resounded. Zhan Lu had already slashed through Liu Yong's long sword. The bronze sword responded with two blows, and debris flew out.  Liu Yong's right hand suffered severe numbness and pain, and he could hardly hold the sword. He simply threw away his hand and the broken sword flew up.  Zhan Lu also paused for a moment. Ji Xin realized something and instinctively panicked.  Liu Yong had already stepped forward, and the hook-set lightning met him. When Zhanlu Zhuan Peak came up again, it made several noises, and twisted with the hook-set hinge stretched out to block it, and was immediately locked back and forth by the curved long and short hooks.  Hook-inlaid hook locks the opponent's weapon, and the emphasis is on rapid movement. The space for the opponent's weapon to move is immediately greatly reduced by the tip of the two hook-inlaid hooks. Although Zhanlu is powerful, he cannot swing it. He has no potential energy and cannot be used.  It cuts iron like clay.  ??At this time, Ji Xin made a sword move and Liu Yong made a hook move. The two of them tried their best to fight each other. There was nothing more to do, so they really used their best skills.  Everyone just watched a sword, a hook and a hinge entangled with each other, extremely fast, the two people's footwork was avoiding each other, their moves were exquisite, and the tension was extremely high. Some people kept exclaiming occasionally.  The sound of clanging was endless. After ten moves, Liu Yong had actually performed a skill that was far beyond his previous level. He finally deflected Ji Xin's long sword slightly. He didn't dare to neglect anymore. He let out a loud shout and exerted force with his feet.  , lift up the hook and rush forward.  The sharp thorns on the shield were heading toward Ji Xin's chest.  Ji Xin was shocked, his eyes were about to burst, he retreated hastily, but he was too late, Liu Yong rushed forward with three steps, and the sharp spikes stalled.  Ji Xin didn¡¯t move anymore.  The hook-inlaid long tip is right at Ji Xin's heart, but has not penetrated.  Ji Xin¡¯s face was already flushed with heat, and her eyes were wide open.  Liu Yong, on the other hand, was covered in cold sweat.  Both of them stood there, breathing heavily.  After a while, the Zhanlu in Ji Xin's hand fell to the ground with a clang.  Liu Yong's breathing gradually became evener, he stopped his hook stroke, took a step back, and looked at Ji Xin calmly.  Everyone in the tent became excited again, cheering and cursing incessantly.  Of course, those who applaud are the winners of the bet, and those who are scolded must be the losers.  There was a commotion in Liu Yong's ears, but he didn't pay attention to it. He felt pain from several sword wounds on his body.  Looking down at Zhan Lu, Liu Yong couldn't help but feel scared under the cold light.    If I had known that Xiang Guan had such a powerful weapon, I would not have wanted to pretend to be a hero and have such a fight with Ji Xin.  After thinking about it, I was stunned again. Although Xiang Guan had this sword, it was obviously very precious.  Judging from the few words he said before handing the sword to Ji Xin, except for occasionally using Zhanlu to show off, he was never willing to let his subordinates use it.  The reason why Liu Yong faced off with this sword this time was obviously because of the bet between the two brothers Xiang Ben and Xiang Guan, which forced Xiang Guan to sacrifice the sword in order to win.  Liu Yong inhaled.  With Xiang Ben's quick thinking, since he already knew that Xiang Guan had such a powerful magic weapon, he should have thought that once his gamble came out, Xiang Guan would definitely push Zhan Lu into a mutual conflict situation in order to protect Zhan Lu.  When Xiang Ben faced the enemy in battle, instead of trying to stop Xiang Guan from taking out the sword, he forced Xiang Guan to take it out in a gambling game. What was the purpose?  Could it be that Xiang Ben really risked his own face to fight for this Zhanlu?  Or is it that his confidence in Liu Yong is so high that it is almost irrational?  For Zhanlu?  Trust yourself?  Of course, these reasons are all reasonable, but to say that they are completely reasonable, Liu Yong always feels that he still owes a little.  Looking back at Xiang Ben, Xiang Ben and Sun Yu beside him had already stood up, clenching their fists and raising their arms, unable to conceal their excitement.  They all seemed so sincere.  Liu Yong pursed his lips to support a smile, and raised his left hand holding the hook inlay. Dazzling green light shone in all directions in the tent.
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