Chapter 96: Wilderness anchor x Guwu swordsman

Han Qianling held up the long sword, Luo Jiujiang held a short sword. The two stood facing each other, their bodies slightly tilted, avoiding the angle of the frontal charge.
Both of them were relaxed and pleasant, and didn't care about the outcome of this written test. What is ironic is that, compared to the two people's calmness, it is the spectators who are most excited about this.
Someone directly expressed their emotions on the matter:
-"Pick the cold face to face! The anchor is really kind."
-"Fine People like anchors."
There are also people who have nothing to do with themselves, and they are all eating melons and watching movies:
-"Does anyone want to bet, I bet Hanshen will win, the odds are one to one hundred."
-"I also bet on the cold god",-"the same cold god"-"that must be the cold god, do you still have to think about it!"
-"You all bet on Hanshen to win, I won't accept it, I have to be upset. Look at me, I-Hanshen!"
-"Hahahaha, above, my forty-meter knife can't be collected."
In addition, there are people who rely on the technology flow and forcefully analyze the situation based on the scene.
-"Don't laugh at this anchor, I think he also has a chance of winning. Just now everyone saw the anchor's light work, Han Shen doesn't necessarily know about it now, I think this is a strange soldier. As for Han Shen, he The biggest reason for being enshrined is because he has no shortcomings-but no shortcomings, which means that he has no specialties..."
Such people were quickly mocked by the onlookers:
-"Smelly and long, don't watch."
-"This kind of speech is a waste of keyboard."
-"After serving, what does decathlon mean that there is no specialty? If you can defeat Hanshen with a light gong, should all martial artists in the world practice light gong?"
The atmosphere in the live broadcast room has been heated up by people, and the barrage was swept densely on the screen for a while, pressing on top of each other, making it difficult to see the two people who were about to do it.
Because of the huge traffic in this live broadcast room, official administrators have been watching. Now the administrators have come forward manually and cleared dozens of phishing barrages in the blink of an eye.
Compared to the spectators who were discussing and gearing up, and were almost more excited than the protagonist, the thoughts of Han Qianling and Luo Jiujiang were clearly more uniform.
At this moment, their thinking circuits, deductive logic, and even feelings and moods are all subtly converging.
Even though it is the first time the two have met in this world, the brainwaves of Zhuma have spanned space and time for many years, tending to unite in the details.
Han Qianling thought: I can't strike too hard, and I must never hurt him.
Luo Jiujiang's thinking is even more affectionate: Qianling hasn't even cultivated immortals, how can I start with him? Of course it was just two gestures, and he didn't even break his oily skin.
The flying camera not far away caused a mechanical hum inside because of the heavy load on the network.
Han Qianling was immediately reminded by this sound: Yes, there is also live broadcast. He is the anchor, so of course he can't be too ugly...I have to keep him from losing.
Luo Jiujiang also came back to his senses: Yes, there is a live broadcast. Qianling is spontaneously loved and admired by so many people in this world. How warm is this? How can I make heavy moves? Of course Cold God must have the Godhead of Cold God!
Thinking of this, the two of them all made up their minds, and their eyes softened uncontrollably.
The moment their eyes met, they didn't feel much about it, but the audience had keenly smelled the smell of adultery.
-"I want to say..."
-"I want to say too..."
-"Shut up, hold back!"
-"No, I can't hold it back anymore, I must say it now! I want to match a Nie Hai Qingtian BGM, it's the part of the slapstick..."
But the subtle atmosphere was quickly obscured by their actions. When the two of them started their hands, everyone was distracted. Few people still remember the moments before, the anchor and Hanshen looked at each other as if they were affectionate. .
Luo Jiujiang and Han Qianling both had scruples when they started their hands, and they couldn't grasp each other's current force value well, so when the two of them shot their hands, their strength was light and fluttering.
At the moment when the short soldiers met, Dao Gang and Jian Qi entangled with each other. Not to mention the sparks that should have occurred when the blades collided, but even larger movements were not transmitted.
When the two met, they felt that each other's wrists were as soft as cotton.
really!
Luo Jiujiang's heart is full of compassion and love: Qianling is a world that cannot bear the principles of cultivating immortals. The upper limit of the world directly determines the upper limit of Qianling. Although he can't be said to be weak, he is not strong.
Although Qianling could cut the towering rock in two with a single sword, it might not be easy to tear a mountain open with claws just like before.
indeed!
Han Qianling also had a feeling of back protection, but compared to Luo Jiujiang, his way of thinking was obviously much simpler, straightforward and rude.
He guessed right, this anchor is really a weak chicken!
Although from the perspective of the strength of the sword, he is competent enough to enter the deep mountains with himself, and can also hang up 99% of the people on this planet to fight, but if it is to face the A-class mutant creature, it is It's a little hotter.
If you don't have yourself by your side, you can protect you all the way, and let the opponent enter the mutant creature area above A grade, I'm afraid it will be more fortunate.
Thinking of this, Han Qianling couldn't help but sighed in his heart: He guessed that Luo Jiujiang didn't have much idea about his own force value, otherwise, how could he directly challenge him?
But after thinking about it again, Han Qianling felt that the people in front of him spoke so nicely, and they laughed so nicely. They can cook a good dish that can make people swallow their tongues, and they can also make fire with wood.
A person who can have an outstanding advantage is enough to be praised. I have only spent less than one night with each other, and I have discovered four advantages that others can’t match. Isn’t that enough?
Why must the person in front of you have a high force value? Isn't that too demanding?
As soon as the two touched them, they found out about each other's force (what they thought). Seeing that Luo Jiujiang turned his wrist and turned, Han Qianling also fell in his heart, and took away the mixed emotions.
He now has only one most important thought in his mind: How do I release the water to appear more obscure and reliable?
Coincidentally, Luo Jiujiang thought so too.
As a result, the two became more restrained and friendly when fighting each other. Not only did the sword wind and sword aura deliberately weaken, but even their tricks slowed down a bit, and they looked more lingering.
Inadvertently, they played like a pair of male dogs who had been certified for many years.
The system 5555, who watched the whole process on the sidelines, said: It has been in the system for many years, and I have never seen two people who are keen to wear filters for each other. As for the degree of flood discharge between each other, I have never heard of it.
If Dayu reincarnated and saw these two Three Gorges Dams who could dismantle the flooding dams with bare hands, I was afraid that they would die on the spot.
However, the audience did not know anything about the psychological activities of these two individuals.
In their eyes, Hanshen and the anchor played quite brilliantly: the two of you come and go, advancing and retreating, every move and every style is like a butterfly wearing a flower, dazzling.
Not to mention the released sword gangs and the sword energy that almost forced them into entities. You know, there are only a few hundred people on the entire planet that can be released internally?
Such internal struggles are generally the internal learning materials of the martial arts people, how can they be seen casually? Today they were so lucky that they watched it for free.
However, the real foundations of the two were placed there after all, and a little bit of it was brought out from the hands of the match, which aroused a point of war.
Years of hands-on experience has turned the tricks into instincts that are remembered in the muscles. In contrast, draining water is more difficult than killing.
So after the fight, the more he fought, the more comfortable he felt, and the more he came out, the more he felt the two people above him. They couldn't help being very embarrassed.
In the eyes of the audience, this competition is getting better and more exciting.
After thirty tricks passed, Han Qianling hurriedly stopped.
Luo Jiujiang has been paying attention to Han Qianling's tricks to determine his own changes. Seeing Han Qianling's intention to withdraw from the battle, he immediately reacted, and the speed of closing the sword was not slower than Han Qianling.
Seeing this, Han Qianling was even more sure: It seems that Jiujiang is also very reluctant for these 30 moves against the enemy.
Luo Jiujiang was grateful: It's great, if he keeps going, he may not be able to help but show his stuff.
Thinking of the thrill of injuring each other just because of the danger and almost without restraint, the two of them couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Their eyes were facing each other, looking at each other's complete limbs, neat clothes, clean hands and ties, they couldn't help showing the same, surviving smile.
Han Qianling nodded slightly towards Luo Jiujiang, his conscience was completely blinded by the tempest of love at first sight, Han Qianling praised: "Yes."
He doesn't need a helper anyway, as long as he knows that the person in front of him can protect himself. As for the remaining work...If he can't protect this person, what kind of "cold god" is he still called?
Luo Jiujiang also smiled at Han Qianling warmly, with thousands of layers of filters completely covering his eyes. Luo Jiujiang said sincerely: "The Cold God is so powerful."
His Qianling, even in such a world where there is no spiritual energy to support immortal cultivation, is as good as it is, several times he even tried to bring out Luo Jiujiang's true level.
Han Qianling looked up at the sky, and said solemnly to Luo Jiujiang: "There is rain at night, so we can't camp here. Come with me."
The location chosen by Luo Jiujiang is low and low, so there are many moss growing leeward, making it easy to obtain local materials and build shelters. If it rains, it will undoubtedly become an uninhabitable blister.
Luo Jiujiang certainly has no objection. He hurriedly put everything in order, especially the big tortoise-shell pot—we can cook wild vegetable soup for Qianling tomorrow morning.
And during this whole process, Han Qianling behind him has been watching silently.
He saw Luo Jiujiang carefully put away the mouthful of the delicious mushroom soup, and also made the tortoise-shell cauldron with spicy meat and cold rabbits. For a while, his heart moved slightly.
He is a swordsman, so he takes great care of his sword, just like Luo Jiujiang is a cook, so he also takes good care of his pot.
So, besides the slightly weaker force, what is wrong with this person?
Even if he ate his meal, he didn't even get paid.
Seeing Luo Jiujiang push the forty-five-liter big bag onto his back and lift up a pot of things in his hand, Han Qianling couldn't help feeling a little strange hesitation in his heart.
Logically speaking, at this time, I should have passed by and took over the things in his hands, right?
What should I do to look natural?
By the way, just after a fight, his internal strength must have been lost a lot. By the way, I passed some more internal forces to him, he must have thought it was a wilderness hunter taking care of his partner, and there would be no trace.
Han Qianling took a deep breath, blinked quickly with the camera on his back, and quickly adjusted his face as if nothing had happened.
He walked to Luo Jiujiang and reached out to pick up the large tortoise-shell cauldron that he was carrying, which was full of sundries and did not look light.
However, he was deep and long just now, and the obviously different breathing sounds could not fool Luo Jiujiang.
Qianling is... just spent too much, exhausted?
Luo Jiujiang's thoughts were turned, and he was ready in the blink of an eye, and processed it into the internal force of this world with aura.
When Han Qianling stretched out his hand to take what was in his hand, and the two of them "unintentionally" stuck their hands together, they immediately poured in without saying anything.
The internal strength of the two of them is as if they don't need money, and they want to enter each other from the palm of their hands, but in the end they all stop in the palm of their hands.
Not to mention that the two forces canceled each other out, but also produced a huge momentum.
The tortoise shell cauldron was the first to bear the brunt. Just now Luo Jiujiang was cooking and boiling the soup without breaking its layer. Now it is torn apart under the impact of two opposing internal forces, and most of it is turned into dust on the spot.
Luo Jiujiang and Han Qianling slid back two steps each following the force of the shock wave. At that moment, they not only sensed each other's kindness, but at the same time they sensed the power that flooded in each other's bodies like a large ocean current.
The reserve is very large, the internal interest is very long, and the moisturizing range is very wide.
Luo Jiujiang: "..."
Han Qianling: "..."
Now, I can't hide it.
The two looked at each other, and then both flickered away.
The atmosphere between the air suddenly became very embarrassing.