Chapter 340 Unfamiliar Sword Intent
Jiang Shuo shook his head and smiled, "I can't blame you."
"In the end, we still have to rely on our own people, and foreign aid is not reliable after all."< br>
"Qingzhou will have its own eighth-level soul master in the future, and I think it will be you."
Ye Guyi raised his blue autumn eyes and was slightly startled when he saw the young man's confident look. .
For a moment, lower your head and tap lightly.
"You are right, we still have to rely on ourselves, I will work hard."
Jiang Shuo smiled casually, curled his fingers and patted the shoulder of the woman next to him.
At this moment, suddenly there was a breath coming from far and near, teasing Jiang Shuo's senses.
A temperament as sharp as a javelin.
Just stepping forward made the air feel more spiritual.
A figure with long light green hair passed by three meters away from the two of them. He was dressed in ancient clothes and had a very upright figure. Every step he took seemed to be very powerful.
Jiang Shuo raised his eyebrows slightly.
Why can he feel a little sympathy from this person?
Just when he turned his eyes and paused, the man in ancient costume who looked like a knight also turned his head.
The sight was instant contact.
The two looked at each other for a moment before letting go.
Jiang Shuo held down Ye Guyi's question and said slowly: "Brother, there is a weapon in his body. It doesn't look like a soul master. Is he also a soul master who came here to visit?"
The man's expression changed, "Can you feel my sword intention?"
"You seem to have a kind of intention in your body, you are a cultivator or something."
It is indeed the sword intention.
Besides the old guy Moon and him, there is another person in the world who is delving into this path.
Jiang Shuo couldn't help but smile.
"Gun."
He is a practitioner of the way of gun, but his mind has been born out of the gun and turned into the perception and understanding of the kingly way of heaven and earth.
The man perked up and said, "Gun?!"
"It turns out that you actually have the intention of a gun. No wonder, no wonder you are also very powerful...and there is a sense of grandeur."
The man took two steps. Take a step, excitement is approaching.
“Your spear is the king of soldiers, my sword is the king of soldiers.”
“Let’s fight, you use your will, I will use mine .”
After hearing this straightforward request, Jiang Shuo thought for a while.
Looked inquiringly at the angel girl who had been waiting beside him.
Seeing this, Ye Guyi smiled and said, "It's okay, it's still early, you can hit me if you want."
Jiang Shuosui nodded, he also wanted to see this strange fellow person. How far have we come?
The man's slightly stiff face lit up with joy and said: "Follow me, I know a quiet and spacious place where I often go to learn swordsmanship."
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the back of Xuan Ziwen's office.
After walking about three to four hundred meters through the green bamboo forest and path planted next to the office building, a small open space overgrown with weeds appeared.
It looks like the corner of the school.
"Please show your gun."
The man stopped and said solemnly.
He didn't ask about his rank or his name. He only asked, 'What do you do?'
It seems that they really regard themselves as the same kind... Jiang Shuo nodded and motioned for Ye Guyi to go further away.
With a move of his hand, the seven-foot-long body of the Taichu Xuan Spear appeared in his hand.
At the same time, the golden sea between his eyebrows rippled, and the dragon's power that seemed to be wandering on the silver spear also revived, gradually increasing Jiang Shuo's momentum.
The man opposite was shocked.
He couldn't help but said: "Okay, okay! Okay!!"
"Can you integrate your own intention into other auras, and then transform them together?"
Jiang Shuo was slightly surprised, but at a glance he understood It can be seen that no one has seen through my approach.
Seeing no rebuttal, the man's face was even more shaken, "Your method is very powerful."
"Look at me." As soon as he finished speaking, he clenched his hands and A four-foot long sword with a handle as black as ink then appeared.
The sword is not very beautiful because it does not follow the beauty of symmetry. Except for the blade, the rest of the sword body is not even very smooth.
The long sword appeared, and the sharp temperament of the man seemed to rise to a higher level, cutting the surrounding air into pieces, and the fallen leaves shattered.
Jiang Shuo saw his sword.
Sure enough, the sword intention is sharp, it seems that it only cultivates sharpness, but does not have the magnificence to soothe people's hearts, nor the domineering power to be on par with the sky.
Maybe this is the difference between a gentleman and a tyrant?
It is also the difference between the arena and the battlefield.
The man moved, his footsteps quickly left the afterimage, he raised the long black sword and slashed upward.
Jiang Shuo quickly recovered and stabbed with his spear.
Immediately, the sword edge hit the tip of the spear.
There was a sound of clanging metal and stone.
As soon as the two thoughts came into contact, they immediately collided like tides.
The man flipped his wrist, put the blade of the sword on the gun shaft, and slashed upward.
How could Jiang Shuo give him a chance to get close? The wrist that was holding the gun barrel suddenly vibrated. In an instant, the concussive force swung away the blade of the sword that was leaning forward.
With one move, Jiang Shuo raised his spear diagonally and struck the sword's edge.
The man held the sword in one hand and was knocked back a few steps by the huge force, forcing him to distance himself and missing the opportunity to get closer.
Sword and gun fights can only be done at close range.
After all, holding a sword in one hand is not as good as holding a gun in two hands, not to mention that Jiang Shuo's physique has been strong since he was a child.
The gun barrel slid halfway out from the palm of his hand, and Jiang Shuo held the middle part of the gun barrel tightly with his right hand.
The mark between the eyebrows is bright, and the silver tip of the spear is quickly covered with a touch of golden light.
The spear technique uses the mountain-breaking style, coupled with the true meaning of the king's way, it is an indomitable force that breaks through the world and rushes forward.
In an instant, it penetrated the distance between the man and Jiang Shuo, causing the tip of the spear to penetrate the space and come out from the other end.
The man's pupils shrank.
The tip of the sword was raised upwards, but it was immediately knocked away, and the power of the spear did not decrease at all.
I wanted to block it again, but the gun was so fast that it penetrated his chest in half a breath.
Qin...
The wind blew the tip of the gun, making a crisp and sweet chirping sound.
Jiang Shuo stopped the momentum, and the tip of the gun stopped steadily just half an inch in front of the man's chest.
The man took a deep breath.
In the moment of life and death, he seemed to have escaped from the gate of hell. His chest was almost penetrated, but it didn't.
His eyes were instantly complicated.
The force created by the integration of such thoughts into the spear was so strong that the young man in front of him was able to hold it back in an instant. Not only did he hold it back, he didn't release the spear even half a minute, otherwise his clothes would have been torn. He was so strong. Control means.
If it were his sword, he would definitely not be able to stop.
“You win.”
The man said bitterly.
And the victory was complete.
Jiang Shuo has put away his gun and returned.
Hearing the sound, he smiled and said, "You are not bad at all. You were able to sneak up on me when I wasn't prepared. If it weren't for your strong muscle memory, your hand would have been hit by you."
The man said nothing.
Muscle memory that can react instantly is even rarer than the will of a weapon. It takes countless swings of a gun to form it.
Seeing that he didn't answer, Jiang Shuo didn't say anything. He clasped his fists lightly and said, "I'm very happy to see a third person taking this path. I'm not alone in my path."
"I hope brother will stick to this." Heart, when you and I meet again in the future, can you go further?"
The man was stunned and did not hear the meaning of separation. Instead, he showed a trace of doubt, "The third person?"
"In the world. Are there other people like you and me?"
"Yes, but he has passed away." Jiang Shuo nodded and said softly.
The man's confusion turned into silence.
After being silent for a long time, he said: "Forget it next time, I'll go with you."
"I can sell my strength in exchange for wages, just give me a straw mat to live in."
< br>(End of this chapter)