Chapter 41: The Best in the World
The so-called eighteen kinds of weapons include swords, guns, swords and halberds, axes and axes, hooks and forks, whips, maces, hammers, gongs, sticks, sticks, spears and rakes.
The whip inside usually refers to a hard whip, not a soft whip.
Whips and maces, as blunt weapons in short-term combat, are more flexible and controllable to use than hammers and axes, which can also break armor.
For example, it is not easy to smash into the enemy's body and be unable to pull it out.
Generally speaking, among whips and maces, the whip is slightly longer than the mace. Each inch longer is stronger, making it more suitable for one-handed use.
In addition, compared to four-edged maces, most whips are six-edged, with more striking angles. When swung, the force-bearing surfaces in the air are more dispersed and smoother.
......
The steel whip in Qin Lang's hand is not actually made of steel.
With the current smelting level of Dazhou, the strength and quality of the "Thirty Refined" and "Fifty Refined" steels are generally not high, and the exquisite "Hundred Refined Steel" is too expensive, so the so-called steel whip is actually It generally refers to hard whips, most of which are made of copper, iron, ironwood, or even pure wood.
The whip in Qin Lang's hand is made of iron wood, in the shape of a six-sided pagoda, with a total of thirteen sections, and has a handle and a spear like a sword.
Qin Lang jumped down from the beam, and with just one hand, he smashed a large piece of his earthen stove into pieces. You can imagine the power of the impact on people!
Of course, with this intensity, Qin Lang himself who uses the whip must have enough internal strength or strong physique to support it. Otherwise, if he didn’t hit the person just now, he would easily be shocked. crack!
“Young Qin Lang! You really have some secret treasure on you!”
The remaining elder of the Blood Knife Sect, the white-haired old man Wan Qingyang, was in a good mood at this time, and all the preparations he had made in advance were Qin Lang broke through, but still spoke with ease:
"I just put in so much Ruanjin Powder, but it didn't do anything to you. What wonderful thing do you have with you?"
"Ruanjin Powder?"
Qin Langyi Thinking about it, isn't it the one on Xue Guiren's leather mask?
“It’s just a waste of time.”
Qin Lang smiled calmly and said:
"The elders think that my internal strength will be that bad?"
"..."
"You have also explored it. On the day when your Blood Knife Sect was destroyed, you smashed so many large and small bags. What can I do if I am addicted to medicine?”
“Stop talking nonsense! Let’s take a look at the knife!”
The old man was very quick to speak, and he raised the short knife in his hand.
It's just that I don't know if it's because he is old and frail like Xue Gui, but his movements are too slow. His posture is set, but the knife has not been unsheathed.
Qin Lang originally bowed and prepared to retreat, temporarily avoiding his move to draw his sword, but when he saw that he was actually taking his time, he subconsciously paused.
Unexpectedly, Wan Qingyang played right into Wan Qingyang’s hands.
The white-haired old man's eyes were cold. Taking advantage of the moment when Qin Lang relaxed his vigilance, his hand movements were suddenly as fast as lightning, and the blade was instantly unsheathed.
Buzz——!
However, this time when he took out the scabbard, a cloud of white mist flew away from the scabbard!
Drugs again?
Qin Lang frowned, even though there was Xingnao Pill in his mouth, he casually held his breath.
But the next moment, his heart tightened.
This is not a drug! It's lime!
It can only be said that the elders of the Blood Knife Sect are getting worse and worse. Qin Lang hurriedly closed his eyes and raised his arm, picking up the steel whip in his hand and swinging it wildly.
Of course, this hit didn't hit anything, but when Qin Lang reopened his eyes and regained his vision, his chest suddenly felt like being hit by a copper hammer, and a sharp pain shot through his muscles. Inner organs!
Qin Lang was shocked, not only that he received such a heavy blow, but also that the palm technique of this blow was inexplicably familiar to him.
Qin Lang has practiced martial arts since he was a child in Tianshan, but he has always learned a lot of miscellaneous things. From various weapons to swords, fists, kicks and legs, he will learn whatever his senior sister teaches him.
As for the palm skills, I have learned a lot, and they are all unknown martial arts like the sword skills in "Sword Art Armor", and the senior sister herself does not know the name.
Now Qin Lang can master the palm that Wan Qingyang gave him.
This palm fully mobilizes the internal force. After hitting the human body, the external injury will not be obvious, but the force will quickly spread within the body. If the defense is not adjusted in time, the person will become paralyzed in an instant and lose their ability to move. power!
Clang...
After Qin Lang was hit, he immediately leaned against the bed. The steel whip in his hand hung weakly, and he stared indifferently at Wan Qingyang in front of him.
“Hahaha…”
Wan Qingyang made no secret of his emotions. He was obviously not ashamed but proud of the fact that there was a lime hand hidden in the scabbard.
Seeing Qin Lang, a young man who was still full of energy just now, slumped on the bedside because of his sinister plot, he was even more proud:
"Qin Lang, you think you are the only one You know "Dragon Elephant Moves the Clouds", but you don't know that I can also "Eight Extremes Capturing the Dragon Palm", right? Hahaha..."
"..."
Eight Extremes Capturing the Dragon Palm?
Just like the Dragon Elephant Cloud Mover, the martial arts that he was originally familiar with was given a name that he had never heard of.
Although Qin Lang was confused, he pretended to be deliberately calm and joyless on the surface.
The old man had never wanted to kill himself since he entered the house tonight. This also explained Qin Lang’s previous suspicion that the elder of the Blood Knife Sect was not targeting him to avenge the sect, but It is obvious that he wants something from himself.
Qin Lang wanted to see what his purpose was at this time...
"Longding Villa, a legend in the world..."
Wan Qingyang looked very emotional. He sat on a small stool and stared at Qin Lang for a while:
"I have checked that Longding Villa should not have a descendant of the Qin family. Tell me, What is your real name?”
“…”
It seems that this Lao Deng, like Brother Seven, regards himself as the descendant of Longding Villa, the leader of the old six sects... Seeing that Qin Lang still didn't speak, Wan Qingyang was not in a hurry, Nian Xu said coldly:
"Boy, it doesn't matter if you don't tell me. To tell you the truth, I don't want to pursue the matter of you destroying my Blood Knife Sect. ...The Blood Knife Sect has exhausted its strength. Even without you, it would not have existed for long. Now, I am only interested in the inheritance of Longding Villa in you.”
"Inheritance...?"
Qin Lang raised his eyes and said calmly:
"You also want to learn the Dragon Elephant Cloud Move Hand?"
"Also …? Have you taught this secret to others?”
Wan Qingyang frowned, but immediately relaxed and waved his hand:
"It doesn't matter, everyone knows that "Dragon Elephant Moves the Clouds" is the secret skill of Longding Villa, but few people know it. This is just one of the complete set of "Dragon Elephant Technique"! "
After saying this, Wan Qingyang glanced at Qin Lang again, and he felt even more happy when he saw that Qin Lang actually rolled his eyes at him! .
It seems that this kid knows what he knows...
So he chuckled and continued as if he was confronting Qin Lang:
"The complete set of "Dragon Elephant Kung Fu" at Longding Villa actually includes "Dragon Elephant Cloud Hand", "Eight Extremes Capturing Dragon Palm", "Xiangshan Buddha Fist" and the most important "Dragon Heart Technique"...I don't know about these. How many things does little brother Qin Lang have?”
How many things do you have?
Strictly speaking, nothing!
After all, Qin Lang knew how to move the clouds, seize the dragon palm, etc., but I really didn’t know what it was related to the "Dragon Elephant Skill" before.
"When I examined the bodies of Xue Gui and Lao Qi, I recognized the "Dragon Elephant Cloud Mover" you used. The blow I just struck you must have also recognized the "Baji" "Capturing the Dragon's Palm", now let's open the skylight and speak frankly..."
Wan Qingyang calmed down the wind and clouds on his face, moved slightly closer to Qin Lang's face, and his expression became serious and solemn:
"...I'm not greedy either, I don't need to use the Cloud Sweeping Hand or even the Futu Fist. , as long as you hand over the "Dragon Heart Secret" now, I will definitely save your life tonight! From now on, I will fly away, and you and I will forget each other! "
"..."
Qin Lang glanced at Wan Qingyang:
"You only want "Dragon Heart Jue"?"
"Yes!"
Wan Qingyang's eyes flashed:
"I keep what I say!"
"Tsk..."
Qin Lang took a deep breath After taking a breath, closing his eyes and being silent for a long time, he smiled bitterly with a face full of trouble and helplessness:
"Dragon Heart Jue Dragon Heart Jue...Why do people in the world want this thing so much?"
"Haha..."
Wan Qingyang sneered when he heard this:
"Boy , after all, you are still too young to understand the concept of "Dragon Heart Jue", the world's number one internal skill! Let alone how much old people like us need it!"
The first inner strength and mental method...?
Qin Lang was shocked by these words.
As for internal strength, Qin Lang has been practicing the "Filial Heart Jue" in Tianshan Mountain. Now after going down to Tianshan Mountain, his internal strength has become so useless that he can't support it. It's not like Qin Lang hasn't considered practicing it elsewhere, or Practice one more inner strength method and see if there will be any changes in your Dantian.
It’s just that this kind of thing involves the foundation of martial arts. If you study randomly or study poorly, it will affect your life.
Now that he heard about this so-called "Dragon Heart Jue", which actually has the title of the best internal skill in the world, how could Qin Lang not be moved?
But now facing Wan Qingyang, Qin Lang just said disdainfully:
"What is the best in the world? It's just a false name!"
"A false name?"
Wan Qingyang sneered:
"From the previous dynasty to the present, for thousands of years, the Jianghu court has There are countless experts who appear frequently. However, even counting the two transcendental immortal lands of Zenzhen Temple and Wuliang Mountain, there are only two people who dare to claim to be the best in the world. One is the founder of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Emperor Taizu, and the other is, It’s the former owner of Longding Villa!”
“…”
"When the late emperor pacified the country, the owner of the village smashed two hundred cavalry with a Xiangshan Buddha Fist! People in the world thought it was just superficial skills, but they didn't know that it was all because of the "Dragon Heart Art" he practiced! That was the real The best method of mind in the world is to use one mind to control all methods, and all methods can become magical powers! Boy Qin Lang, as the inheritor of Longding Villa, you don’t know this..."
"Okay, okay! Now, I won’t talk nonsense.”
Qin Lang interrupted Wan Qingyang impatiently:
“I don’t have the Dragon Heart Jue either. Complete.”
“Oh?”
Hearing this, Wan Qingyang's eyes shone brightly again:
"It doesn't matter! As long as the second part! Or the second part after the second part will be fine!"
"Hiss... So, what's wrong with you? The first one? "
"? "
The sudden smile on Qin Lang's lips made Wan Qingyang, who was originally immersed in joy, feel an inexplicable chill in his heart.
"You!...No! You!"
Then the next moment, Qin Lang, who should have lost his mobility, suddenly stood up from the bed.
"With your level of Eight-ji Dragon Capturing Palm, you can resolve the dispersion of strength in the body by lowering your arms slightly in time and adjusting your strength. You may not know this..."
Bang——!
Before he finished speaking, the steel whip in Qin Lang's hand had already hit Wan Qingyang's abdomen.
Wan Qingyang broke out in cold sweat and spurted out a mouthful of old blood. He immediately knelt down on the ground slowly like a shrimp. He raised his head and could not say a word. He could only stare at Qin Lang with a pair of eyes.
"Stop reading, how about handing over the first chapter of "Dragon Heart Jue" and I'll save your life?"
(End of this chapter)