Chapter 100 Mr. Zhao, I have been waiting for you for a long time.
"Kneel down!"
Tie's front yard.
As Ma Yan swept out, a strong force in the palm of his hand traced the dozens of kilograms of "Drum Hammer" backwards and advanced into the owner's arm.
On the battlefield, the iron ruler is fiercely closed, and the whole body feels like being struck by lightning.
The arm holding the handle of the hammer had drops of red blood oozing from the pores, and it was like an electric shock, and he was forced to abandon the weapon.
The whole person was like a cannonball, roaring and flying backwards, hitting hard on a flower bed in the courtyard.
"Bang!"
The flower bed was torn apart, mud bricks were flying, and several servants were accidentally hit and fell to the ground wailing.
The whole place fell silent.
Zhao Duan, who took a step back early and protected Ma Yan in front of him, trembled.
I can really feel the difference in martial arts strength.
When he was killed with a hammer at Tiechuguan, Zhao Duan was able to draw the flying knife but did not fire it, but due to his instinct as a martial artist, he still sensed the great threat.
Know:
With his own fighting strength, he is definitely no match for the opponent.
If you can hold on for a few rounds at most, you will be beaten to the point of being "dismounted".
But this powerful general who was able to defeat him was easily repelled by Ma Yan like a portable chicken, without any effort.
The rest of the Jinyi in Lihuatang also fell silent for a moment, feeling a strong sense of security in their hearts as they watched the show.
"Governor!?"
Tiechuguan climbed out of the rubble and spat out blood.
This fierce man with bulging muscles had several scarlet gashes on his face from the tiles, but there was no violence in his eyes, only bitterness: "Yes, I should have known that without the Governor, Sit down, how dare this insidious boy provoke me."
Ma Yan's face was stern, with regret hidden in his eyes.
Looking down at his subordinates who had been promoted from the army by himself and had been with him for two years, he said:
"I can give you a chance to defend yourself."
Tie Chiguan was silent for a moment, but then he shook his head and forced out a complicated smile with blood-stained teeth:
"Now that the matter has been exposed, Tie has nothing to say."
Ma Yan sighed, but heard Tie Chiguan continue:
"My subordinates know in their hearts that I am in danger of escaping today because of the way I oversee public martial arts. I have only one wish.
Tie Mou has been in the army since he was seventeen years old. In the army, the strong are respected. After joining the imperial office, he heard many times that Du Gong was a master of martial arts, but he never had the chance to fight with Du Gong.
After today, I'm afraid I won't have another chance in this life.
I have nothing to wish for today, but I hope to be upright and upright. If I lose at the hands of the Governor, I will surrender. It's better than being captured by some treacherous villain or a prostitute! "
Zhao Duan, who was watching the battle from behind, was unexpectedly cueed and was unhappy.
Why is this guy still cursing when he is about to die?
Ma Yan was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised his leg and kicked the 80-pound hammer on the ground:
"As you wish."
"Thank you so much, Lord Du!" Tie Chiguan raised his hand, caught the drum hammer, and took a deep breath. There was a faint light flickering in the Dantian area of the sea of qi.
With the sound of rushing tides.
Zhao Duan suddenly heard Ma Yan say: "Watch it, when you step into the divine chapter realm, you will also make waves in the sea of air.
The so-called warrior's power accumulation refers to the number of times the internal energy in the Dantian rotates. With each wave and round, the power is accumulated by one level. The more times the power is accumulated, the more ferocious the killing blows that can be unleashed.
However, martial arts fighting requires high efficiency. Most of the time, your opponent will not allow you to accumulate power to the limit. "
How come I'm teaching on site...I'm just a middle-class mortal...Zhao Duan listens to the lecture with an open mind.
Ma Yan seemed not to be serious at all and was still explaining the details of power accumulation:
"Don't think that you don't need to master these things just in mortal form.
The method of accumulating energy has nothing to do with realm. Even a warrior who has never practiced martial arts can accumulate the power of energy, blood, muscles and bones. Drawing a bow with an arrow, chopping with a steel knife, and how to accumulate power in the best way are all key points. "
Zhao Duan felt moved and silently remembered his explanation in his heart.
other side.
In the Tiezhiguan dantian, the tide of the sea of qi has accumulated for thirteen levels, reaching the limit, and his entire aura has also climbed to its peak.
The breath that leaked out made many people in brocade clothes move and feel fear in their hearts.
"Duke, pick up my barrier-breaking hammer!!!"
Suddenly, Tie Chiguan roared angrily, spreading his feet on the ground, and the strings in his boots were broken, exposing his thick big toes
He held a hammer in both hands, raised it high, and the sound of the tide was continuous, as if he Waves tens of meters high gathered behind him.
The next second, the 80-kilogram drum hammer crashed down and came out of the hand. Circles of white turbulent air waves circled and chased the hammer handle.
"Kakaka-"
At the foot of Tiechuguan, the courtyard floor paved with blue bricks cracked instantly.
The strong wind swept through, and pieces of green bricks were lifted up, like mud tiles baked by the scorching sun in the fields during a drought.
Zhao Duan narrowed his eyes, feeling a little horrified.
Is this the blow that Shen Zhang Wufu can deliver when he has full strength?
Looking at the drum hammer roaring towards him like a derailed train, Zhao Duan had no doubt:
Even if there was a small city gate in front of him, it would be breached by this hammer.
It was just after he hit the strongest blow in his life at Tiechuguan.
This warrior who made bold statements and wanted to lose in a fair manner was like an arrow from a string, running towards the courtyard wall!
Before everyone could react, they already knelt on the ground.
Like a spring board, it jumped onto the courtyard wall and escaped outward!
Ran away!
Zhao Duan's pupils shrank suddenly, but he forcibly stopped the flying knife in his sleeve.
The first time he looked at Ma Yan.
However, this "King of Yama" snorted coldly, as if he had expected it, took a step forward with his left leg, spread the five fingers of his left hand, and still used his physical body to forcefully receive the drum hammer.
"clang--"
Amidst the sound of gold and iron clashing, half of his body was covered with golden glow, as hard as iron, and it clashed head-on with the drum hammer.
A force of strength passed from his left leg into the earth. In an instant, the floor tiles cracked and collapsed within a few feet, turning into a shallow pit.
Pull your right fist back, accumulating power several times in an instant.
In the distance, he just jumped onto the courtyard wall and hit Tiechuguan in the air.
This punch actually made a sonic boom sound.
Zhao Duan witnessed a straight line of "ripples" forming in the air, the end of which was Tiechuguan.
"puff!"
Blood spurted out from the Iron Ruler Pass, like a big bird with broken wings, slumped down and landed at the foot of the courtyard wall.
It was only half a step away from escaping the yard.
"Clang!"
The drum hammer fell to the ground almost at the same time. The head of the eighty-pound hammer was dented with half a fist mark inward.
As the glow on his body faded, Ma Yan exhaled gently and said calmly: "When fighting, life or death does not necessarily depend on the level of cultivation or the strength of martial arts. Experience can also play a role in turning the tables.
Like him, those who have come down from the battlefield know how to use all possible means. The so-called fierce generals on the battlefield can challenge each other with dignity. That is a novel. The teahouse tells the story from the mouth of the craftsman, which cannot be true.
Unless the characters are of high enough status and cherish each other, it is possible to maintain integrity in the fight without making any surprises. "
Zhao Duan was stunned for a moment.
My heart has been beaten like this, so why are you still teaching here?
Ma Yan glanced at him, feeling slightly proud.
In the carriage, he was "educated" by this kid for a long time. How could he not come back with "education"?
Without showing his hands, he really thought that he, the "superintendent", was in vain.
"Sir, the person is still alive, but he can't move."
At this time, You Jinyi dragged Tiechuguan back.
He was lying on the ground, covered in blood, motionless, only his chest was rising and falling, and his eyes were wide open.
After looking at the two of them, he sighed, closed his eyes and stopped talking.
Zhao Duan frowned: "Isn't he going to die soon?"
Ma Yan said calmly: "He is fine. He can think and speak. I just cut off his meridians."
After a pause, he glanced at Zhao Duan and said quietly: "If he died in my hands, wouldn't it be troublesome?"
What he meant... Zhao Duan smiled sarcastically.
If the iron ruler is cold, then Ma Yan will be more suspicious.
There are three reasons for bringing Ma Yan to deceive people.
Firstly, it was to take charge, and secondly, it was also a test. He didn't say it, but Ma Yan had obviously guessed it.
As for the third thing, if Ma Yan has a problem, keeping him by his side can also prevent him from having the opportunity to make additional arrangements to deal with it.
"You did the right thing. Before the dust settles, I, too, will be doubted." Ma Yan said calmly.
Zhao Duan smiled and said: "I have never doubted you, sir."
Well, after all, according to my guess, Zhuang Xiaocheng designed it to kill you... However, guesses are just guesses after all.
As soon as the two of them talked, the rest of Jinyi also reacted.
They swarmed up and tied up the rest of the Tie family.
"Qian Kerou, Zheng Laojiu," Zhao Duan called two subordinates:
"Take a few people and search this house carefully for suspicious objects."
There must be contact information between the rebels, both up and down the line. Tie Chi kept his mouth shut and refused to cooperate. He wanted this house to talk.
"Yes!" The two responded.
Zhao Duan waved his hand and directed the others to evacuate:
"Go to the third game."
Ma Yan personally mentioned the "Tie Chi Pass", blocked his mouth, and prepared to keep a close watch on him. He was stunned for a moment after hearing this.
Zhao Duan explained with a smile:
"You can't relax, senior brother, what if there is more than one ghost?"
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The third suspect is Narcissus Hall's Chief Inspector Haitang.
Haitang has not yet married, and her house is the smallest among the three.
When a large group of people completed the siege with familiarity.
When I tried to break in, I was surprised to find that the door of Haijiayuan was wide open.
This made Hou Renmeng, who was addicted to hacking, a little disappointed.
And when Zhao Duan led the crowd into the vestibule.
I was even more surprised to find that all the maids and servants in the courtyard seemed to have no surprise at all, waiting quietly under the eaves, as if they were sweeping the couch to welcome him.
In the courtyard, beside a stone table.
The female prosecutor, who has a dashing appearance, long legs, a high ponytail, and moles dotted around her eyes, is wearing casual clothes at home and is drinking.
A cloth bag full of throwing knives was thrown randomly on the table. He turned a blind eye to the crossbows on the wall of the courtyard and the murderous Ewha Hall official.
He raised his head, looked at Zhao Duan with clear eyes, seemed to smile, and said:
"Zhao Jisi is finally here. I've been waiting for a long time, and I've even prepared some fine wine. After a long journey, can you have a drink?"
this……
The Lihuatang officials were stunned, thinking that this was a little different from the previous two games.
Hou Renmeng and Shen Juan looked at each other and at the same time looked at Zhao Duan.
Zhao Duan also narrowed his eyes, looked at the beautiful female colleague, and suddenly smiled: "Beauty, wine, and kind invitation, who can refuse?"
He said this, but his steps did not move. He changed the subject: "It's just that the heroine, please throw away the knife first, okay?"
Thank you to the Tang Dynasty Empire for the hundred-coin reward~
(End of this chapter)