Since Quishan has said to fight at will, Shentang naturally does not hold back. She is like a rainbow, wielding the "Merciful Mother Sword" in her hand with no room for air to escape. The sword shines brightly, even though the man in black is using a long spear, occupying the advantage of weaponry, he is still overwhelmed by her relentless attack rhythm, causing him to retreat repeatedly.
Bang! A sword pierces the wall behind the man in black. Seizing the opportunity when Shentang draws her sword, the man in black roars and abandons his spear, condensing gray energy in his fist, and strikes towards her chest with a punch, the gray energy accompanied by a slight explosive sound. Shentang doesn't hesitate for a moment, raising her hand to meet the attack. Unexpectedly, at this moment, the target disappears into thin air! She barely has time to hold back her strength, and a punch smashes a large hole in the wall.
Shentang: "???" Not--where is he? Quishan reminds her with a smile, "Shen Xiaolang, do not lose focus when facing the enemy." "Did you just move him?" Quishan has not yet answered, the man in black's face is so solemn that it seems water could drip out: "Military formation mantra, 'moving flowers and trees'?"
各家诸侯为壮大自身,不被吞噬,大力启用某些擅长军阵,兵法言灵的士人谋者. Over the past two hundred years, these unscrupulous characters have played with the mantras, and it has become a compulsory course for later generations to embark on a career or contribute to it.修炼文心的难度比武胆大得多. Controlling mantras is difficult, and even if mastered, the application effect is unpredictable. Moreover, the effect of each person's mantra is slightly different, and the situation on the battlefield changes rapidly, requiring strategy adjustments based on the situation. A slight negligence can lead to a complete loss.
祈善默认黑衣男人的判断. Quishan defaults to the judgment of the man in black. The man sneered. "In that case, I cannot let you two live!" When! Another loud noise! Quishan, who is about to be stabbed in the face by a long spear, neither dodges nor evades. With a smile on his lips, he calmly watches the man in black, who is full of strength, with veins bulging on his forehead due to the exertion. His long spear is only two feet away from him, and he might have been killed if it were any closer. However, this short distance becomes an insurmountable barrier. It's difficult to make any further progress.
Shentang, who bears everything: "..."
She elegantly expresses her thoughts: "Quishan, have you had enough? Are you going to stand there foolishly without dodging?" Quishan is not flustered. Regardless of whether he wants to or not, Shen Xiaolang must protect him unscathed. With this assurance, he can relax and occasionally help alleviate Shentang's pressure. Overall, he's on the edge. In another round of fighting, Shentang clearly feels that the man in black is different from before. Not to mention strength and speed, just his momentum is much weaker. Even she is shaken, with numbness in her tiger's mouth and a stifling feeling in her chest, as if this person has undergone a complete transformation in a short time.
At this moment, Quishan provides some insights. "Don't be surprised by his changes. This is the most common tactic among warriors. It forcibly extracts all the potential of the dantian in a short period, giving the warrior a strong temporary boost. A fourth-grade Notary can rival a fifth-grade official. Once the time has passed, they will become weak and powerless, at the mercy of others. Just hold on a little longer." Shentang: "..." Isn't this a desperate move? "Why didn't you remind me earlier?" The man in black came aggressively, with murderous intent, what if she didn't realize the danger and underestimated the enemy, and was killed in one blow?
Quishan observes Shentang with a smile, "I see Shen Xiaolang is strong when faced with a strong opponent, and handles it with ease. Speaking up would only distract you." A mere fourth-grade Notary is simply not worth his attention, and it's not worth worrying about. He is more curious about this mysterious Shen Xiaolang. This person is so interesting! Clearly possessing literary talent, yet engaging in a melee with ruffians without falling behind. Even as a fourth-grade Notary, she can fight, and even with the secret technique to temporarily raise her martial spirit to the level of a fifth-grade official, she can still hold her own. This is truly against common sense. Could she have the strength to fight further?
A young man with the national seal, possessing special literary talent, and whose frontal combat power is not inferior to any fifth-grade official, is closely related to the Gong family, which was wiped out in the raid. All these factors make him unable to suppress his urge to explore and uncover the secrets. After a hundred moves, the man in black's momentum plummets, and he is decisively skewered to the wall by Shentang with a sword, unable to move.
"Caught alive," Quishan said. "No, the man is already dead." Shentang pauses her sword movement. "Dead? How could he be dead..." Her gaze shifts to the body of the man in black, who hangs his head, and dark, foul-smelling blood oozes from his mouth. He's really dead! Quishan says: "This person is not a bandit but a dead soldier. In the event of a failed mission, there is only death! Suicide can still be a relief, but being alive is not necessarily so." Looking at the situation, his previous judgment was wrong. The man in black is not the same as the previous Notary. Perhaps the latter is the real bandit, intending to kill and rob, but was preempted by the man in black, and unfortunately ran into the two of them.
"A dead soldier? Who is he here to assassinate? Could it be Ayan?" Quishan is uninterested: "Maybe." "Why would they want to kill a mentally disabled idiot?" "Shen Xiaolang has no experience and naturally doesn't understand the world. How can you be sure that this idiocy is real? Perhaps this child is cunning, knowing how to hide his cleverness at a young age to protect himself from harm... There are many examples of patience and perseverance."
"This..." Quishan: "Earlier, Shen Xiaolang gave him three pieces of candy, but he refused to eat them and insisted on having you eat one first. How can you be sure that this action was not a test to see if you would help him test for poison?" Shentang: "..."