Chapter 370: Killing is guilty, cutting down trees is justified
“Master Jiang, Master Jiang!” Qiao Lin hurriedly transmitted the message: “Look at the stands on the right, there is a peerless beauty! Believe me, even though her face is covered, she is definitely a beauty!”
Do you know that your sound transmission is as clear as a drum to the ears of real people, without any secret at all?
Jiang Wangyi refuted sternly: "What are you looking at? Let's see how you compete!"
Jolin closed his mouth in embarrassment.
This Master Jiang is too fickle!
Princess of the Mu Kingdom, didn’t you blame me for not telling you last time? I told you this time, and you became serious again!
Jiang Wang stared at the stands with a serious face and a very upright attitude.
Lingxiao Pavilion has always protected Jiang Anan, allowing him to travel around the world without any worries and quickly improve his strength. He is only grateful in his heart.
The dignified Ye Zhenren "suggested" him to protect his sister's news so as not to be discovered by the kings and ministers of the Zhuang Kingdom, so he naturally wanted to listen.
In fact, when he thought about it for a moment, he felt that he was a little rash.
Not to mention that the Yellow River Competition is not over yet, it is not yet known what ranking he will achieve in the end.
Even if he really wins the championship and becomes famous all over the world, he has decided to take his sister to Qi State, and there is no need to worry about Zhuang Gaoxian anymore.
But given his inevitable hostile relationship with Zhuang Gaoxian and Du Ruhui, and Lingxiao Pavilion openly protecting him, wouldn't Zhuang Guo become hostile to Yun Guo?
Even if Lingxiaoge is not afraid, how can he feel at ease and cause trouble for Lingxiaoge?
Hence, keeping a distance from Ye Qingyu openly is the right choice.
Thinking about it carefully, when he went to Yuncheng for the first time, he appeared in front of people with An An, and Ye Qingyu broke the "sky curtain" to greet him. But at that time, he had white hair, which was completely different from today.
After that, when I went to Yun Kingdom to play with An An, I always covered up my appearance.
He did not tell anyone about An An except Chong Xuan Sheng in Qi State, and he protected the news about his sister very well. Even Xiang Xiang did not tell anyone about An An until he left Qi State...
Wrong.
Jiang Wang suddenly thought that at that time he was blocked by Du Ruhui near the Qichang Mountains, and it was only Ye Lingxiao who managed to escape.
In other words, as long as he sees him again today, Du Ruhui will definitely be able to guess that he has some kind of relationship with Lingxiao Pavilion. So, can the matter about his sister in Lingxiao Pavilion be hidden from Du Ruhui?
How could this person neglect this point? How could he be so sophisticated?
From this point of view, it seems that Ye Zhenren’s statement of “protect your sister from being discovered by the kings and ministers of Zhuang Kingdom” is not very tenable.
But since he is a real person in this world, Pavilion Master Ye said so, he must have his reasons, right?
Perhaps there are other things I don’t know about, maybe my level is too low to understand the real person’s will...
Jiang Wang thought silently, but he did not look at Ye Lingxiao and his daughter again.
On the other side of the stands, Ye Zhenren calmly dealt with the senior officials of all parties and discussed various issues. It was a high-rise building with a grand layout and an impressive demeanor.
Watching the Tianjiao battle is just a name, and negotiation and cooperation are the main thing. They, who do not plan to compete in the Yellow River, came here specially to watch the ceremony, and of course they have something to ask for.
The specific caravan affairs are handled by the senior officials of the Yun State. He is now just communicating his intentions with the powerful figures in these small countries to reach a consensus on the will of the upper level.
However, the majestic Lord Ye Dazhen of Lingxiao Pavilion is just idle when he is divided between two things.
So the message also rang in my daughter’s ears at the same time
“You treat him as a friend, care about him so much, and help him so much, but he can’t even see you. Alas, it’s not like being a father to provoke, but this kid doesn’t seem to be able to do it!”
Ye Qingyu was fighting in the stands very seriously on the surface, but the voice transmission replied: "Ask a question!"
“Ask.”
“Which one is more naive, Lord Lingxiao Pavilion or Uncle A Chou?”
"That must be A Chou... What do you mean? How naive is your father!"
“Think for yourself.”
"How is it childish? No, please explain to me clearly, what kind of person I, Ye Lingxiao, am, I dominate the world and become the master of a pavilion, how is it childish?"
Ye Qingyu stood up silently, moved a few positions to the side, still staring at the battle on the field, and did not reply.
Ye Lingxiao let out a long sigh in his heart.
Looking at the core figures of several small countries nearby, I suddenly felt a little less interested.
But after all, he is not the kind of person who puts his personal feelings above the interests of the sect. He still dealt with it appropriately and maintained his grace.
only……
Jiang Wang suddenly heard an angry voice in his ears: "Be careful!"
Jiang Qingyang, the genius of Da Qi, was secretly frightened. He didn’t know what had happened. He quickly sent a message and replied: “Lord Pavilion Master, what happened?”
“It’s okay, I asked you to be careful. Du Ruhui is also here at Guanhe Terrace this time. This old guy is not easy to deal with.”
Jiang Wang thanked him repeatedly: "If this junior knows about it, he will definitely pay attention to it. Thank you Master Ye for your advice."
He waited for a while, and when he saw that Zhenren Ye didn't reply, he put down his thoughts.
An An did not follow Ye Lingxiao to Guanhe Terrace. He breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a little disappointed.
He didn't want An An to see him fighting life and death, so he didn't tell An An in the letter about his participation in the Yellow River Meeting, but just chatted with Ye Qingyu for a few words. But if An An could really come, he could see his scenery.
, he will also be very happy.
The feeling of being an older brother is quite contradictory.
“Chu Ming is on the stage!” Qiao Lin sent a message again to remind him.
This guy is indeed smart and knows how to figure out the meaning of "Shang". Such "talents" are not even commanders. It can be seen that Tianfu Army is still very strict and only focuses on hard power and real merits.
Jiang Wang looked away calmly.
Zhu Ming, whose face was scorched, just jumped onto the martial arts stage.
Standing opposite him was a young man wearing a double-breasted jacket with a childish look on his face.
"He is a genius from Rong Guo, but before participating in this Yellow River Conference, he had no reputation. His name is...Lin Xian."
Qiao Lin explained very competently: "It seems that there is no way to force the situation."
Xia State was a powerful country that once competed with Qi State for hegemony. Although it is now weakened, it is still a first-rate power.
And Rongguo......
Jiang Wang got to know a little about this neighbor of the Yang Kingdom when he was fighting the plague spread by the White Bone Road in Qingyang Town.
Its strength is almost the same as that of Yang State, and can only tremble under the military power of Qi State. Although it still barely maintains its independence, it is only a matter of time before it becomes a vassal state of Qi State.
When Rong Guo's team met Xia Guo's team, it was really bad luck.
Jiang Wang looked at Chu Min and Lin Xian, especially Lin Xian's knife and the hand holding it.
Suddenly sighed and said, "Not necessarily."
Lin Xian’s knife is a hatchet.
The head of the knife is extremely heavy, the back of the knife is extremely thick, the blade is extremely sharp, and the wooden handle is about one third of the length of the entire knife.
Lin Xian’s calloused hands firmly grasped the wooden handle without wavering.
His weathered hands really don’t match his young, slightly immature face.
But this hand and this knife go well together.
Jiang Wang looked at them carefully and had a vague feeling. His hand seemed to be the long handle of a knife, and the knife seemed to be an extension of his hand.
That kind of intimate connection is something he is very familiar with.
Because it was the same when he held the Sauvignon Blanc.
If a person and the sword can harmonize to this extent, his sword skills must be extraordinary.
This Lin Xian...
His reputation was not well known before, probably because Rong Guo wanted to make a splash in this Yellow River Meeting.
In this magnificent era, many countries and many individuals are doing their best to struggle...
As an elite member of the Tianfu Army, Qiao Lin has rich combat experience and has his own understanding of the outcome of the battle.
But he believed in Jiang Wang's judgment unconditionally.
So he immediately changed his stance and said with a rather gloating smile: "So Lin Xian is pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger? That's interesting. Looking at Chu Min's arrogant and careless look, he has no choice but to stop here. He won't even get a spot in the main competition.
!Haha, Xia people!"
The reason why he believed in Jiang Wang so much and changed his stance without hesitation was actually not because Jiang Wang had obtained a quota in the Yellow River Club.
It’s because of Wang Yiwu.
Along the way, Wang Yiwu defeated all the invincible opponents in the army and was worshiped by many soldiers. After winning the honor of being the first in the Tongtian realm in ancient times, he was defeated by Jiang Wang in the same realm of Tenglong realm, and he was defeated again after rising to the inner palace.
This achievement shocked Linzi and caused a storm in the army.
It is precisely because Wang Yiwu has been dominant and powerful in the army in every territory along the way. For Qi soldiers, defeating Wang Yiwu in the same territory is more convincing than anything else.
Jiang Wang sat upright, holding his knees and saying nothing. He had already entered the "battle" and was feeling the energy of both sides of the battle.
…
On the field, under the gaze of many eyes, Lin Xian held his sword and looked at his opponent motionless.
Chumian looked at him quietly.
The hatchet has no scabbard. Such a heavy knife with such shape also has no scabbard to support it.
But it does not appear lonely.
The hand is its support and the source of its strength. It is closely connected with it and works together.
When the general of the Shence Army announced that the battle had begun.
Lin Xian’s hand had already moved.
His expression is still reserved, and he is still a little shy about meeting strangers.
But his sword moved forward as naturally as chopping wood.
Even a young and shy boy can work very hard to chop wood.
Because...it is sinful to kill someone, but it is justified to cut down trees.
There is no opponent in his eyes, only a "tree".
The tree waiting for him to return from cutting firewood.
So this sword is a matter of course.
Very heavy and fierce, but without murderous intent.
It is precisely because of this that this sword is difficult to resist.
A cube, neither gold nor wood, fell in front of the hatchet at this very moment.
Like a fateful encounter.
Dang!
When the hatchet struck the block, the block suddenly bloomed like a flower bud.
Suddenly expanded, stretched out five fingers that exuded metallic luster, and grabbed the blade!
At the same time, the torso, head, legs, and other hand...are unfolded one by one.
This is a mechanical iron man with the same height as an ordinary person. He has terrible defensive power and can catch a knife with his bare hands. Moreover, he can catch such a heavy and severe knife.
Judging from the accuracy of grabbing the blade with bare hands, in terms of unarmed combat, this mechanical iron man probably has no less than a hundred sets of preset fighting methods.
Its reaction is more direct and tougher than that of ordinary powerful people in the inner realm. Because it has no feelings about life and death, it naturally has more choices!
Jiang Wang was not surprised that Chu Min was a Mohist monk. If Qiao Lin didn't even know this, he would be in vain for his reputation as he would have told him long ago.
At this time, Lin Xian made a very simple action.
He drew his sword.
Like when chopping firewood, the blade of the hatchet accidentally got stuck in the tree, so you pulled it out, and then cut again.
This is of course a simple action, and his action of drawing the sword is also very easy.
But the problem is...
This knife is obviously already in the hands of the mechanical iron man who is touching the mercy, and the blade has obviously been tightly grasped!
This is never simple!
The hatchet seemed to have suddenly lost its restraints and appeared in Lin Xian's hand again, chopping down freely and naturally once again.
Insert an app: a perfect replica of the old version of the book-chasing artifact and a replaceable source app—— .
Dang!
The machine man couldn't dodge or block in time, so he was directly slashed on his left arm with a knife.
Fires are flying!
That's not a fire technique, it's naked, the hatchet cuts into the iron hand, and the sparks are thrown out by the collision of gold and iron!
CE ground
The machine iron man made a very difficult noise, but the entire machine left arm flew up and fell extremely smoothly!
The hatchet chopped down a piece of firewood.
The woodcutter naturally won’t stop there.
He will chop down more wood and return with a full load.
Many people are waiting for his harvest.
The woodcutter’s house is waiting for him!
So Lin Xian walked forward.
His steps are simple and ordinary.
Lift your feet and take a step, as simple as a woodcutter walking towards the next tree.
At this step, he has already bypassed the iron man of the mechanism and faced Chu Min head-on.
The feeling of this step even reminded Jiang Wang of his own meteoric rise.
But Lin Xian just raised the knife and chopped again.
Anyone who has cut down a tree knows that it is difficult to cut a tree with one knife. It needs to be cut from different angles and apply force to the wound on the same horizontal line.
So Lin Xian's knife also changed its angle and slashed diagonally towards Chu Min's waist.
It’s too natural, and it’s also too “real”.
Lin Xian seemed to have held down the "tree" and immediately cut it off at the waist.
If this knife is carried out, I am afraid that Chu Ming's upper body and lower body will be separated.
But before Lin Xian’s footsteps, there was a dark round ball.
I don’t know when this round ball appeared there. At this time, it suddenly expanded.
The round shell opened, and a tiger-like machine beast rushed out of the round shell and bit it on the blade!
The round shell was tucked behind its back and turned into wings.
At first glance, it looks a bit like a ladybug.
This is Laohu!
"Puppet Theory" says: Like a tiger with wings, like a ladle with strength. Its evil is greater than that of a tiger, and its power is even greater.
Obviously, Chu Ming did not go as Qiao Lin expected and was not careless. He paid great attention to his opponent, and the second puppet was already prepared.
Yellow River Society prohibits magic weapons, armor, Taoist robes and other foreign objects. Except for weapons, cultivators can only rely on their own strength to win or lose.
For monks who practice Mohist techniques, there are other restrictions.
Monks from the Mohist family can only use puppets made by themselves, and the number cannot exceed five.
This is to prevent the Mohist monks from using puppets that far exceed their own strength to win, and turn the Yellow River meeting into a competition of national strength among various countries.
Before the competition, the puppets that the Mohist monks will use in battle must be inspected by a dedicated person to confirm that the owner of the puppet and the refiner are indeed consistent before they are allowed to be used.
Once a puppet that exceeds the approved limit is used, it will be immediately judged as a defeat and disqualified from continuing the battle.
This may not be fair to the Mohist monks. After all, "being good at fake things" is the pursuit of Mohist monks. Of course, the stronger the fake things are, the better. It doesn't matter who refines them. It is best to be a wandering pulse realm monk.
Being able to control a puppet at the level of a true king would be a wonderful thing!
Many Mohist monks have their entire wealth in puppets. Some Mohist monks win by the number of puppets...
However, there is no absolute fairness in the world. Any rules formulated are only "fair" in line with the vast majority of people.
When the Yong Kingdom becomes one of the most powerful countries in the world, the restrictions of the Yellow River Society in this regard may be changed. As for now, although the Mohists are the most prominent sect in the world, the Yellow River Society is a gathering of princes and states. In the name of the sect,
But it is impossible to interfere.
Because of the rules, after the sacrifice of a life-size mechanical iron man and a tiger, there were still three puppets left.
Chumin and Lin Xian both knew this.
Whether it is this mechanical iron man or this tiger, they are both very impressive. How strong should the remaining three puppets that have not been released yet be?
The chances of winning are too high.
But Lin Xian still just drew his sword.
He naturally pulled out the hatchet again, and somehow the knife got out of the tiger's mouth again.
And with one slash of the knife, it was directed at Touching Tianling!
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ˆ ps: "Puppet Theory" has no source and was compiled by the author himself. There will be more in the future, so I won’t explain it further.
