The strongest talent

Chapter 37 Uncle Liu's Evaluation

The Emperor Wu sword pays attention to the word "fast". It is extremely fast, and the opponent has nowhere to hide. It is enough to kill the opponent with one move.

Yuan Qing didn't say any more nonsense to the middle-aged mercenary, and took the lead to charge and attack, his right arm trembled, and the alloy sword in his hand seemed like a silver light, piercing his throat with a whoosh.

"Huh?!" The mercenary's pupils shrank, his right hand blocked like lightning, and the alloy dagger slashed towards Yuan Qing's alloy sword. At the same time, he swung his left hand, and the alloy dagger pierced Yuan Qing's heart.

Just when Yuan Qing's sword was halfway through, his arm suddenly retracted, and another sword with his backhand pierced the mercenary's crotch.

"Changing moves so quickly?" The mercenary only felt his crotch was cold, and he didn't dare to exchange injuries with Yuan Qing. He turned his right wrist quickly, and the alloy dagger changed its angle, from bottom to top, towards Yuan Qing's alloy sword.

Yuan Qing's sword changed again, his elbow sank in an instant, and the tip of the sword jumped up, avoiding the mercenary's alloy dagger, and piercing his forehead and brow.

"It's too fast. How could the speed of the third-level spirit warrior be so fast? What level of swordsmanship is he using!" Three moves, he has been completely defeated by Yuan Qing. After the psychic power is combined, the right arm changes too quickly, and the targets are all the mercenaries' fatal points, so you can't dodge!

Yuan Qing squinted his eyes tightly, and his sword was as powerful as the Yangtze River. With one move, he drove back the mercenaries, and his figure immediately followed up. The somewhat incomplete alloy sword in his hand was like a silver light, either piercing straight or cutting horizontally. Or slanting, or picking up, or chopping down.

One sword after another, the sword never leaves the mercenary's vital point, the alloy sword is changing moves faster and faster, like a group of disorderly silver rays of light, dazzling the eyes, completely unable to see the routine, but always covering the mercenary's body around.

The strange thing is that no matter how the mercenary resisted, the alloy dagger in his hand never touched Yuan Qing's alloy sword, and he was forced to back away without even time to breathe, passively making subconscious gestures. Blocking the action, the rhythm of the battle is completely controlled by Yuan Qing!
"Didn't you let me choose how to die just now?" Yuan Qing cut the mercenary's throat with a sword, about [-] centimeters away from his Adam's apple, suddenly flicked his wrist, and the direction of the sword tip immediately changed, and stabbed him fiercely. left eye.

The middle-aged mercenary was flustered by his violent attack. The alloy dagger in his left hand had just been raised, and it was within a centimeter of contact with the alloy sword. in front of the eyes.

"I'll tell you my choice now." Yuan Qing's arm suddenly retracted about ten centimeters, and he charged forward again. I was a mistake, I never wanted you to leave alive from the very beginning!"

Swish!
The alloy sword moved straight forward, less than three centimeters away from the heart of the middle-aged mercenary!
"A third-tier spirit warrior can't be this strong. No matter how fast you are, I'm a fourth-tier warrior. You can't break through my torso defense!" At the same time, he shot out at Yuan Qing's throat and genitals. This was a desperate style of play. Yuan Qing forced out his anger and traded injuries for injuries!

Yuan Qing sent his right hand forward fiercely, and at the same time let go of the palm, like throwing a spear, and threw the alloy sword out; then his forearm was raised horizontally, blocking the front of his body, his feet hit the ground violently, and his whole body was almost horizontal stand up.

Whoosh!when!
Two completely different voices sounded at the same time, an alloy dagger almost brushed against Yuan Qing's abdomen, and shot away; the other alloy dagger pierced Yuan Qing's right arm, stabbing the surface skin It is sunken downwards, oppressing the surrounding blood, showing a white color like blood loss.

At the same time, the Yuanqing alloy sword pierced into the heart of the middle-aged mercenary until it reached the hilt. He pierced through his back with a stream of hot blood and pierced through the animal skin package on his back, revealing a small piece of blood-stained flesh. sword tip.

Under the powerful impact force of the alloy dagger, Yuan Qing's body was shaken, and he did a backflip and landed firmly on the ground; while the body of the middle-aged mercenary was led back by the alloy sword, retreating more than ten steps in a row , was nailed to the mountain wall behind.

"It's no wonder no one has been able to get your bounty. Your strength is indeed very strange. Your swordsmanship is fast enough and your strength is outrageous." The middle-aged mercenary's mouth was bloodshot, and he didn't pull out the alloy sword on his chest. His body shook violently, and he left the mountain wall. With his right hand, he slowly took out the animal bone pistol at his waist, pointed the muzzle at Yuan Qing, put his finger on the trigger, and smiled sinisterly: "Your sword didn't instantly kill me, now I don’t have a sword in my hand, but I still have a gun! I forgot to tell you, my talent is a bit special, and I am equally proficient in cold weapons and hot weapons!”

Yuan Qing glanced at the animal bone pistol in his hand, frowned slightly, and slowly held the handle of the alloy saber behind him with his right hand.

Emperor Wu's sword is indeed powerful, and can completely put this person at a disadvantage, but his strength as a fourth-order peak spirit warrior is not casual, his vitality is very strong, even if he is pierced through the heart by the alloy sword, as long as he doesn't draw the sword immediately, he can still fight. Survive for a long time, and if you can take high-level recovery potions in time, you may even have a chance to survive.

And his animal bone pistol is inlaid with a fire-attributed animal crystal, which is obviously of great value. The phantom of the evil bird in it is lifelike, and it is a third-order mutant beast "Iron-mouthed Fire Crow". His full strength!
"Scared." The middle-aged mercenary couldn't help coughing a few times, more blood gushed from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes revealed a trace of greed: "Cough, cough, Yuan Qing, according to the information released by the arrest warrant, your weapon is Dao, I never imagined that swordsmanship is so powerful. If my guess is correct, swordsmanship should be your cover, and swordsmanship is your biggest hole card, right? Hand over the secret book of swordsmanship, I..."

Having said that, the middle-aged mercenary's expression remained unchanged, and he pulled the trigger of his pistol without warning.

Snapped!
After a soft sound, the beast crystal inlaid on the pistol suddenly emitted a dazzling red light, and a fire wave with a diameter of more than three meters sprayed out from the muzzle of the gun, mixed with the unique silvery white color of psionic power, shaped like a crow, and flew towards the Yuan Qing rushed madly.

"I knew you would sneak attack a long time ago!" Yuan Qing shouted, and charged against the psychic fire crow, suddenly drew out the alloy saber with his right hand, and then let go of his palm immediately.At the same time, his body tilted and rotated rapidly, he switched to grabbing the knife with his left hand, and used his right arm to hold the psychic fire crow, and accelerated the rotation speed of his body with the help of the impact. The alloy sword was like a white light surrounding the body. Gone by.

The Wudi sword that has not been used for a long time, the fifth style, ride the wind and waves!
"This, this..." On the waist of the middle-aged mercenary, an extremely neat wound was slowly opening. First, a line of bright red blood slowly appeared, and then hot blood gushed out like a spring, and the breath of life passed away quickly. There has been an irreversible decline.

With a flick of his arm, Yuan Qing shook off the blood stained on the saber, and then inserted it back into the scabbard on his back; he stretched out his hand and slowly pulled out the alloy sword from his chest, and said coldly: "There is one thing I forgot to tell you too. , I have just started to practice swordsmanship recently, and I am not proficient in applying it. For now, the sword is my trump card!"

The middle-aged man's lips squirmed a few times, and there was an indistinct strange sound in his throat. He stretched out his right hand blankly, as if he wanted to grab something, but in the end he couldn't catch anything. He fell powerlessly, and his head shook slightly. On the contrary, the body was completely broken in two, and fell to the ground with a snap, the broken large intestine and viscous blood splashed all over the ground.

"Mercenaries live a life of licking blood with knives. If you want to kill people, you must have the consciousness of death. It is not wrong to be killed by me." Yuan Qing shook his head, took out the animal bone pistol from the mercenary, and casually After playing with it for a while, he put his hand in his waist, then untied the animal skin package on his back, and checked it carefully.

Inside the package was a bunch of tendons from an unknown mutant beast, and there were still many dried dark brown blood stains on the surface. The overall toughness was full, but it was a pity that it was cut off by the knife just now, and it was no longer usable.

Yuan Qing threw away the animal tendons, found a few bottles of potion from his body, stood there silent for a while, then turned and walked towards Qingyuan Base.

Until Yuan Qing's figure disappeared in the depths of the dense forest, and at a very high place in the sky, a blurry figure floated to the ground. He was wearing a Tang suit and his white hair was combed back. Every hair was meticulous. It was the old man beside Jinsha—— Uncle Liu.

Uncle Liu took a few steps forward, looked at the corpse of the middle-aged mercenary, said nothing, stepped on the void again and flew back to Qingyuan Base.

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At around 05:30 in the afternoon, the villas on the roof of the Jinsha Bathing City were illuminated with soft orange lights.

In the living room, Jin Sha was sitting on the sofa. After hearing the news that Uncle Liu had brought back, she was surprised and delighted: "Uncle Liu, what you said is true?!"

"Yes." Uncle Liu took a sip of hot tea with a cup of hot tea in his hand, as if he couldn't figure out something, he frowned and said slowly: "I watched Yuan Qing fight the whole time, and his swordsmanship is very strong... no, it should be called Swordsmanship. His swordsmanship is indomitable, attacking the enemy will save him, very clever. The swordsmanship is also very strange, the body rotates and accelerates - I have never seen such a swordsmanship. More importantly, I am very sure that Yuan Qing's The right arm has already realized the psychic union, realizing the master's martial arts concept!"

Jinsha reached out and touched the metal mask on her face. She seemed a little uncomfortable. She adjusted it a little, coughed a few times to clear her throat, and looked down at her smart watch with a strange voice: "The teacher's wish for many years has finally come true. , such a big matter must be reported to the teacher, I think the teacher is likely to accept Yuan Qing directly, so in the future, it will be my senior brother... No, it should be my junior brother."

"This matter is too big, and it is indeed necessary to tell the master." Uncle Liu put down his teacup, his face full of respect: "Master, this is the master's long-cherished wish, and it is also Yuan Qing's great fortune. Among the young people in China, we are considered outstanding, and I think he is absolutely qualified to be the master's disciple."

Jin Sha didn't hesitate anymore, reached out her hand to quickly operate the smart watch, dialed a very special 28-digit phone number, and silently waited for the communication to be established.

(End of this chapter)