Chapter 150: Own and control

It's dusk.
He He never returned.
Chu Yu suddenly became tense. Although he did not know swordsmanship, judging from the attitudes of the people around him and the victory or defeat in the previous days, Heshu ’s swordsmanship can be said to be very clever. Cowardly, even if he was originally a strong person, bleeds so much blood, and suffered serious injuries to his ankle, it is difficult to stand up and fight with the crane.
But I did n’t even look at Crane. Although he knew that this man could kill him with only one sword, he still looked like that. He just lowered his head and pulled out the third silver needle, and continued to insert it near the wound. As he moved, he said, "Don't you ask me knowingly? If I can kill you with the only poisonous needle, why is it so hard?"
His purpose is to get the least benefit for the least. He was chased by a fast horse. He took an ambush before going up the mountain and came to the carriage ambush. After doing this, he was almost exhausted. At the same time, he hurried out and had no time to make adequate preparations. Not very toxic needles.
He lay on a tree trunk in front of the carriage, and jumped in front of the carriage as the carriage passed. He quickly shot while the assassin was driving, stabbed three poisonous needles into the assassin's face, and then cut it silently. Assassin's throat, abandoned body.
At that time, the carriage was bumpy, and the body accidentally hit the rocks or something nearby, so the movement of the dead body did not attract the attention of the crane, but when it was allowed to stand in front of the carriage, it was forced to stand firmly and forcefully. Using your last strength, reach into the place where you have been grinding him.
After the encounter, whether it is Chu Yu or He Ju, we all know.
Do not use the same method to deal with He Ju. One is that the opponent's skill is far above the previous assassin. Even if the poisonous needle is thrown, he cannot be stabbed. On the other hand, even if it is stabbed, the force of the poisonous needle is not enough to Strong young men make a big difference.
Hehe never approached the tolerance immediately, but stood at a distance beyond four feet and looked down at the marks on the ground.
When he was going down the mountain, he found that his subordinate's body was nailed with poisonous needles, and the sword marks on his neck were very shallow. Then he woke up only to allow him to pretend to be a pretend, and deliberately pretended to have a strong appearance, which made him heart. He resigned, so he quietly returned to check, and the situation was as he expected.
Tong Rongzhi was not slow or slow. He inserted the fifth silver needle calmly, and his pale lips evoked a slight arc: "Are you going to kill me?"
He looked at the traces on the ground very carefully, starting from the position where Rongzhe was able to cut horse legs, to the underside of the carriage next to the two of them, then moved his gaze to the trunk on which Rongzhe leaned, and he spit out a moment later. Tone: "Yes, I want to kill you." Slowly raised the sword, there was a trace of respect and a dread in He's eyes. "I only know that there are only three notable masters in Princess Mansion, which entangles my subordinates. They do n’t know that you are the most terrible. If I let you live, I will be very uneasy.
He is an assassin, not a bright swordsman, and finds a powerful enemy. It ’s right to kill early to save the trouble. .
Although deficient in some respects, He Jue is a qualified assassin and a savvy swordsman. He has an extraordinary vision, and from the traces left on the ground and the carriage, he can almost infer the whole process of the carriage turning. Doing all this with little power is no longer simple to describe.
If you let this boy have 50% of him ... No, 30% of the power can defeat him and kill him. Sometimes, the victory or defeat is not entirely determined by the amount of power, but lies in the control of the power.
Even though he has strong brute force, when he did not follow the practice of tolerance, he was afraid that he could not even spend the wrong hand.
It's the same thing.
The focus is not on how much you have, but how much you can control.
After talking about the gossip, He Ju came slowly, although tolerating the current state is equivalent to half disabled, and it can not pose any threat to him, but he was extremely wary of the boy in his heart. He could be relieved by removing him earlier. .
Seeing the crane step by step, Chu Yu subconsciously stood in front of Rong Zhi, and her slightly cold shoulder reminded her of her talent. She bit her teeth and raised her hand to prepare to tear the clothes apart.
Wu Rongzhi's voice came from behind, still so unhurried: "Princess, you don't have to do more. You have said wrong. Although He is afraid of women, but after one pass, it will remain unaffected for at least ten and a half months."
If the attack occurs all the time, seeing a blood spurt once, the crane will never live now.
After listening to Rong Zhi's words, Chu Yu was almost desperate. The reason why she hadn't completely lost hope was because the stability and calmness in Rong's discourse made her look forward to what he could do.
Tolerance does not look at He Ju. Take out the eighth needle and move the position of the needle up, but it is in the position of the thigh: "He Ju, I said wrong about the flowers. The two of you are like little children. A small quarrel a year ago, do you have to remember to hate it so far? If you don't have a big heart, how can you use the vertical and horizontal swordsmanship? "
Xi He never stopped involuntarily, because Rong Fang's words mentioned flowers wrong, and also mentioned ... swordsmanship.
Wu Rongzhi was very calm, and the ninth silver needle was steadily pierced into his left wrist. There was no trembling in his hands: "Both of you are too young and furious. No wonder it is still unbearable until now."
"What did you say?" Hearing Rong Zhi belittled him without hesitation. He could not help but be furious, and his anger was multiplied. Chu Yu was also startled. She looked around, and probably guessed that the tolerance was delayed, but there were Is he so delayed? Shouldn't he appease Heze's emotions first, but how to anger him intentionally?
Tolerance still lowered his head and made a slight smirk. The needle-sticking action on the hand was still non-stop, but this time it was no longer limited to hurting the leg, but in a wider range of hands, shoulders, and knees. Stable, without hesitation, it seems that it is not your own body, but the puppet for practice: "Since you don't want to mention it, that's it, but I also want to tell you that you want the flower to bow to you wrongly, When I found the wrong person, I should be the right one. "When he was just resting, Chu Yu had already told him the purpose of the crane.
From the moment he stopped and returned to the face, it is only now that Rong Zhi raised his head and stared directly at him: "The flower mistake is for me to stay in Princess Mansion, otherwise you think, how can I easily know the life of your swordsmanship? The door? Of course, it was told by the wrong flower. "In the faint twilight, his eyes were black and white, and frost and snow were sharp.
He Hejue's eyes turned red all of a sudden, and looked a bit horrible in the dim dusk. Tolerance of a slight smile, said without fear: "It's just a trivial matter that you can easily get angry."
He supported the trunk, slowly stood up, and then let Chu Yu pick up the sword and handed it to him: "Now I will show you what is vertical and horizontal swordsmanship." He moved very hard, and after saying this, He bowed his head for a while, breathing, but in his dark eyes, there was no weakness, but firmness and confidence.
Wu He never did it in a hurry, but looked at Rong with his eyes blinking, waiting to see the so-called "vertical swordsmanship". He is now tolerating serious injuries, and it doesn't matter if he let it go for a moment.
Wu Rongzhi walked to the open space in front of him, but he walked vainly, but his expression was very stable.
Chu Yu looked aside and couldn't help slowing her breathing: Maybe He never noticed, but she saw that from the beginning, the passive situation was tolerated between talk, advance and retreat. Hostility, unknowingly controlled the situation in their own hands.
The focus is not on how much you have, but how much you can control.