Chapter 93 She is coming
Three days passed in a flash.
In the past three days, Zhao Changhe and Han Wubing stayed at home to recuperate. Except for Han Wubing who went to the blacksmith shop and bought a new sword, they even had their meals with the waiter in the house and did not bother him again. trouble.
The Blood God Sect didn't know whether it was Zhao Changhe's last words that had the effect, or Xia Chichi's words that no one was allowed to steal his head. In short, no one came to trouble him even though they knew he was in Jianhu City. Other enemies from the Cui family or Tingxuelou didn't show up again, and everything was calm for three days.
It's very interesting that these two people haven't even exchanged a word in these three days. Han Wubing doesn't like to talk, and Zhao Changhe has a bad face when he sees him. However, the friendship between the two has improved.
Because Zhao Changhe practices swordplay in the yard every day, and every time he steps out of the door, he sees Han Wubing coming out to practice swordplay.
That feeling is quite interesting. So it's quite easy to get a man's friendship. All you need to do is see someone who likes the same game or follows the same fan.
The two of them had separate areas to practice swordsmanship and swordplay. Naturally, no special skills would be revealed during the practice, but everyone had a sharp eye and could see the tricks.
In terms of basic skills alone, Zhao Changhe must admit that Han Wubing is more solid than himself.
Basic skills require neither intelligence nor physical strength. They require years of hard work and accumulation. If he insists on practicing every day like this, then how can he compare to others for ten years after practicing for only half a year? The reason why we were better than others before was because all living beings are busy. Few people have been working hard, but most of them have been idle for a long time.
The same sword was drawn, why was Han Wubing faster than others?
Because how to pull the sword out of the scabbard as quickly as possible and directly attack from different angles, Han Wubing had to practice this hundreds of times every day. It had been ten years since he drew the sword.
Han Wubing's cultivation is higher than his own, and his understanding of swordsmanship, aptitude, and practical training are definitely no worse than his own. Although he probably doesn't have any particularly good swordsmanship skills, his Blood Evil Sword The law is not that top-notch...
It can be seen that compared with the outstanding peers on the Qianlong list, I actually have no advantage.
Zhao Changhe discovered that the people he had bullied for a long time seemed to be novices. Not counting Yue Hongling's sparring, this seems to be her first time fighting with someone on the Hidden Dragon Ranking... and it's very likely that she will lose.
The time for practicing martial arts is too short... Even if you can find treasures to make up for it later by washing the meridians and cutting down the marrow, the accumulation of this time still cannot make up for it.
If you want to win, you may have to rely on the power of Daxia Longque. Zhao Changhe, who was accustomed to being the sixth one, couldn't help but blush a little. After all, it was a martial arts competition, and the nature was different from before. He felt that he could not win with the strength of weapons.
Actually, he didn't know that Han Wubing watched him practice swordsmanship, and he admired him in his heart. His level in half a year was simply unbelievable.
Even before the fight started, we already felt sympathy for each other.
“Shua!”
The swords were put away almost at the same time. The two looked at each other and smiled.
Zhao Changhe said: "Is the injury completely healed?"
“Hmm.” Han Wubing still didn’t say much.
“How about going out for a walk today? They said there is something in Jianhu City, but in the end, we kept it in the house and it was a waste of time.”
Han Wubing said, "Just go."
"You bought the sword casually before, just so that you wouldn't have any swords on hand. Are you really planning to fight me with this thing that costs one tael of silver from the blacksmith shop?" Zhao Changhe pulled him out without any explanation: "Let's go. Come on, get a good sword, I think you are not without money."
Han Wubing: "...it hasn't been opened for a long time, and we really don't have much money."
“I have it, let’s go, let’s go.”
Han Wubing asked curiously: "You don't have a living, how can you get so much money?"
“I was eating too much before... Oh, the Cui family gave me a lot of Cheng Yi to express their gratitude for saving Yuan Yang. I thought it was too heavy and didn’t ask for too much, so I took some banknotes that could be exchanged.”
Han Wubing turned to look at the horse in the yard, then at the knife on his back, and finally at the banknotes he seemed to be hiding in his arms, his face expressionless.
I was there at that time, why didn’t you think of sending it off together?
But he did not refuse Zhao Changhe's proposal to give him a sword, and actually went out of the street with Zhao Changhe.
Sword Lake City is a place where many people gather together, a mixture of fish and dragons. There are obviously many weapons shops, and there are also quite a few good swords and knives. Han Wubing walked around various weapons stores for a long time, frowning.
Lao Zhao is indeed a man. Han Wubing is very grateful and has no intention of being polite to him about money. His life was saved by him. What's more? Men have more opportunities to return the favor. The problem is that it is really hard to find a sword that can match his sword. Even if it is downgraded a few levels and mostly relies on wandering, just to be able to parry a few times without breaking when necessary, I am afraid it will be difficult to find. Zhao Changhe also asked the store owner there: "That's it? Are there any better ones?"
The shopkeeper looked at the knife on his back: "Although I don't know the material of your knife, just looking at its size... If you two want to be able to compete with this knife, then I suggest you find a dark iron heavy sword. , looking for a hammer for these long swords?"
Han Wubing: "I don't know how to use an epee..."
"You really want to fight with this sword?" The store owner was incredulous: "You want to fight? And then he buys a sword for you?"
Han Wubing nodded: "Yes."
The store owner looked at Zhao Changhe and muttered: "Silly bird."
Zhao Changhe: "You know nothing...forget it, let's look for it separately. The city is so big, but I don't believe it's just these few stores."
Han Wubing nodded, and the two of them walked left and right.
Zhao Changhe himself wanted to go shopping, saying that this kind of city is very interesting... As soon as he walked out of the corner, he saw an acquaintance, Wu Weiyang, the Demon Suppressor.
“Looking at Mr. Zhao’s appearance, are you looking for a good sword?”
Zhao Changhe sighed: "Don't tell me that you followed me all the way? Or did you squat in front of my inn for three days?"
Wu Weiyang smiled and said: "I'll tell you the truth, Mr. Zhao... Although Wu is not watching personally, there are indeed subordinates who are watching. I heard that you two are going out, so I came here for a while."
Zhao Changhe said: "Although we want to find a good sword, we really don't want to ask the Demon Suppressor for it, so I think we should forget it."
Wu Weiyang smiled and said: "Master Zhao, are you afraid of owing a favor to the Demon Suppressor?"
"I just don't want to get involved too much. Government matters are the most troublesome. I'm afraid of getting a headache."
“Then Mr. Zhao also promised that the Chief Minister of the Tang Dynasty would come to see you in person?”
“Because she can’t come, so I can get high, hahaha…”
“But here she comes.”
"?" Zhao Changhe's laughter was cut off in his throat, and his eyes widened: "Is she okay? How far is it from the capital to here!"
“To be honest, Wu doesn’t understand either.” Wu Weiyang sighed: “Since she is here and she was personally invited by Mr. Zhao, shouldn’t she go and meet her?”
Zhao Changhe was silent for a moment, and finally nodded: "Let's go."
“Master Zhao, please.” Wu Weiyang made a gesture of invitation and led the way.
Zhao Changhe followed silently, feeling quite a headache.
I have always avoided royal matters. No matter how the old fox of the Cui family made explicit or implicit hints, I never responded. It was because this fact was troublesome. Once involved, there would be no way to be cool.
But it’s not enough to just avoid it all the time... Since Mr. Tang can really travel thousands of miles to visit in person, he has sincerity, and it’s time to face it.
Just as he was thinking this, Wu Weiyang stopped and said, "We're here."
Zhao Changhe looked up and was stunned.
Isn't this the brothel where I asked the other day, "Is there anyone who is the best at playing chess, calligraphy and painting in the Tang Dynasty?" You told me this was the Demon-Suppressing Division!
Calculate how many things I have enjoyed in Tang Shouzuo from beginning to end...
“The man who couldn’t get enough makeup in the late Tang Dynasty.”
“Not only am I a gangster, but next time I may be coveting Tang Wanzhuang! Let her wash up and wait!”
Plus this compares her with a brothel girl.
This meeting...will you die in an ugly way?
(End of this chapter)