Chapter 458 The Khan of the Future
Gu Xu thought about it and felt that what the white-haired boy said made sense.
Using one's own strengths to attack the weaknesses of others is indeed a bit of bullying.
So, he took the "Binding Talisman" he originally planned to use into "Xianyun Residence".
Then he took out another talisman and turned it into a three-foot long sword with a thought.
Gu Xu has almost never practiced martial arts.
Because of this, his action of holding the long sword and preparing to block fell into Harabar's eyes, and there were almost flaws everywhere.
Harabar was also a little confused by his actions.
In Harabar's view, this man in Tsing Yi is obviously an unfathomable master of magic. He can make his people fall into disgrace from a distance of more than ten meters, making them feel extremely aggrieved. .
But why did he choose to fight in close combat and compete with himself with his poor swordsmanship?
"Is it possible that this guy doesn't really have any real abilities," Harabar secretly guessed in his mind. "The terrifying tricks he just performed were all based on the talisman and seal magic weapon given to him by his fathers?
"If that's the case, then he shouldn't be too difficult to deal with. ”
While he was thinking this, he raised his scimitar high and slashed hard at Gu Xu’s head.
Gu Xu held the sword horizontally with an awkward posture. In front of his forehead, he tried to resist Harabar's fatal attack.
Harabar's eyes became more and more contemptuous - this boy had thin arms and legs, and he didn't even hold the sword correctly. Desperately trying to block his own thundering Wolf Howling Heavenly Sword?
However, at this moment, something unexpected happened -
A spasmodic, twitching pain suddenly came from Harabar's calf, causing him to tighten his legs and hold the scimitar in his hand. He also deviated from the direction and passed by Gu Xu.
Harabar frowned and groaned in pain. He really couldn't understand why he suddenly suffered from leg cramps at this critical moment of the battle.
After all, as an outstanding warrior on the grassland, he has meticulous control over every inch of his body. Cramps have not happened to him for many years.
He circulates Qi and blood, quickly relieving the severe pain in his legs.
Soon, his power suddenly increased, and a fierce aura burst out from his body like a great beast.
I saw him stepping forward with one foot, then kicking to follow. The veins on his right arm holding the handle of the knife stood out, making the beast pattern tattooed on his arm look even more ferocious and terrifying.
He waved his scimitar, drawing a cold arc in the air, pointing directly at Gu Xu's throat.
Under this sharp sword intent, the swaying sedges all around were cut in half, and the cut surfaces were as smooth and flat as top-grade porcelain.
At this moment, Gu Xu was holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, stepping back awkwardly - in Harabar's opinion, his posture was even more ridiculous than that of a child in the depression tribe who had just started practicing martial arts.
However, before Harabar's blade came into contact with Gu Xu's skin, an accident happened again.
Harabar's toes that he stepped forward hit hard on a raised rock, causing him to lose his balance and fall to the ground with a "bang".
Harabar became increasingly angry.
He really couldn't understand why a warrior with such superb martial arts skills as himself would make such an extremely low-level mistake as "tripping over a stone" during the fight.
“This man in Tsing Yi is a bit evil,” he thought secretly, “I feel like my luck will become very bad in front of him.”
As Harabar got up from the ground, Gu Xu casually took out a "Binding Talisman", tied Harabar with five flowers, and used a spell to seal his energy and blood so that he could not move.
"I want to ask you a few questions," Gu Xu said, "If you answer me honestly, I can spare your life."
Hearing his words, Harabar A confused look on his face. Gu Xu realized that the Daqi Dynasty and the Northwest Wasteland did not speak the same language.
So he took out a piece of talisman paper from "Xianyunju", quickly drew a "knowledge talisman", stuck it on himself, and then repeated what he just said .
Harabar stared at him, his eyes like bells, expressing an attitude that he would rather die than surrender.
Gu Xu chuckled lightly and did not respond immediately. Instead, he pointed at the barbarians stuck in the mud.
With blood splattering, half of the people's heads fell to the ground like ripe watermelons, while the other half were pale and frightened, begging Gu Xu for mercy.
"Whatever you ask, I will answer!" Seeing the deaths of his tribesmen one after another, Harabar's expression instantly changed 180 degrees, "Please let my tribesmen go!"< br>
Gu Xu's smile seemed to be more cheerful.
He waved slightly.
Harabar felt dizzy.
When he came back to his senses, he discovered that the heads of his tribe were still on their necks, and there was no blood splattering around them. They were still struggling in the mud.
It turns out that everything that just happened was just his hallucination!
“Big guy, tell me about the powerful people on this grassland who deserve attention.”
"The strongest people on the grassland are naturally the shamans on the holy mountain." Speaking of the shamans, Harabar couldn't help but show an expression of reverence and yearning on his face. "They are transcendent above the world, immortal, and have the power to control the wind and rain. Powerful and recognized as the patron saint of all tribes in the grasslands.
“They do not participate in inter-tribal disputes, but every tribe will respect their opinions, and even the khans who are elected need to be on the throne. Mountain, get their approval——”
“——Is your khan elected through election? "Gu Xu raised his eyebrows slightly and interrupted him.
"Yes," Harabar replied, "A long time ago, the great wolf god once sent an oracle, indicating that only the strongest warriors , Only then can we lead the brave grassland people.
“So after the death of the current khan, each tribe will gather under the holy mountain, select their best, and start a duel under the witness of the shamans. The final winner will become the new leader of the grassland. ”
Hearing his description, Gu Xu secretly sighed, feeling that this way of competing with Khan was really in line with the grassland's usual style of respecting the strong.
His eyes fell on Harabar again and looked him up and down.
"If I guessed correctly," he asked, "your trip is to go to the Holy Mountain to fight to be the Khan!"
After possessing the magical power of "Destiny", His precognition skills have reached a new level. With the help of the astrolabe, he can often glimpse some vague future without the need for special divination and incantation.
Harabar nodded.
"The great Khan Altan was seriously wounded in the battle with your Qi people, and the shaman declared that he could only live for another month at most," he replied, "I long to be a man like him, A king and hero who was born on the battlefield and died on the battlefield."
Gu Xu chuckled: "A future Khan who can trip over stones is really interesting."
Harabar. Angry from shame.
But under the restraints of the rope, he could not punch Gu Xu and could only endure the other party's ridicule silently.
“By the way, your energy and blood cultivation seems to be at the level of a Daqi fourth-level monk at most,” Gu Xu then asked, “Can you also be a khan?< br>
"If all your candidates are of this strength, then any general from Daqi can take over all of you!"
Harabar became even more angry.
However, as a prisoner of the other party, he could only swallow his anger and say: "Those who become Khans will receive the 'Wolf God's Blessing'. When the time comes, the saints from Qi will not be able to fight." Win.”
(End of this chapter)