Chapter 28 Duel
Hou Aji pointed to a slow box of wine and smiled proudly, "It took me a lot of effort to get it in!"
The colorful wine bottles are like slender vases, and the red wine stopper is as attractive as a beautiful fireworks. Even a bad wine person like Wang Wujian can't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva.
Hou Aji gently picked up a bottle, sniffed and said to Ge Tianren, "Try it?"
"Try it!" Ge Tianren nodded hurriedly and replied. In order to smell the wine at close range, the two's heads almost touched each other.
Hou Aji took out a box of exquisite wine glasses from the box and gently pulled out the plug. The stronger fragrance of wine filled the room. It was intoxicating to get drunk before drinking. Xi Diao unconsciously gathered around and stared at the slowly flowing wine.
"Cheers to be the elite students of Shengwu Academy!" Hou Aji picked up a cup and said to the three of them.
"Cheers to your generosity and our fate!" Ge Tianren picked up a glass and said, but his eyes did not leave the wine that was about to enter.
"Cheers for our goal!" Xi Diao picked up a glass of wine and said.
"Cheers to our six years of good time and eternal friendship!" Wang Wujian picked up the last glass of wine and said affectionately.
Four glasses full of wine gently collide with each other, making a crisp sound, which means that six years of classmate life has officially begun.
The so-called good wine is that when drunk unconsciously, the sweet wine enters the heart, immediately broadening people's expression, and the four young men who met for the first time immediately chatted with each other.
Hou Aji generously contributed good wine. After two cups of Xi Diao, who didn't like to talk, he took out the special dried fruits after dehydration in the north. Ge Tianren did not bring anything good, but he showed his rich experience. Although he was eighteen years old, he traveled around since he was a child. The world he experienced was far from comparable to that of three people. He talked about his strange and interesting stories eloquently, and the three of them listened with relish, marveling and cheering happily.
There is almost no difference in time in the silver bright world. The bell that goes to bed late is tinkling, and the four people are still lying asleep.
For a moment, Ge Tianren's snoring sounded, and Hou Aji was also muttering in his sleep. Xi Diao also gritted his teeth from time to time. Only Wang Wujian couldn't sleep over and over, and suddenly remembered that he had an agreement.
Wang Wujian quickly put on his clothes, put on his weapons, and quietly walked out of the door. A cold air came towards him, which made his nose sore and his breathing paused for a few seconds.
Snowflakes have been falling for days, and God seems to be tired of this monotonous work. He stops to rest on this indifferent night. The sky has returned to the long-lost clear sky, but there is no moon, and the sky is dotted with small stars.
In the northwest corner is the duel field, and a big flag is shaking with the wind - the sky flag. This flagpole is made of dead almond eucalyptus trees, which is 180 meters high. It was originally called "Wangtian Tree". The dazzling red flag is inlaid with the four characters "Shengwu Academy".
Almost everyone knows that there is the highest flag in the world at the gate of the duel arena of Shengwu Academy. Throughout the ages, countless people have wanted to worship it in person. Unfortunately, there is no chance.
Wang Wujian stared at it and couldn't help walking downstairs, walking along the rugged road with the towering flag. He couldn't wait to see what the grand duel field looked like? I want to feel what it feels like to stand under the highest flagpole.
As soon as the path turned, Wang Wujian suddenly found his opponent coming from the other end.
"Haha, do you really dare to come? One person? Humph! That's enough!" The first classmate was stunned for a moment and then gave a thumbs up and laughed. At this time, he was holding a round-headed axe.
Wang Wujian glanced at them coldly and asked gloomily, "Are you coming one by one? Or do you want to go together?"
"Hahahaha..."
The three of them laughed at each other. They knew very well that if they fought alone, they might be defeated by Wang Wujian, but if they played together, Wang Wujian would definitely not be cheap.
"Is it funny?" Wang Wujian asked and answered contemptuously, with a disdainful smile on his face.
"How do you want to do it? You set the rules, so as not to say that we bully you by relying on more people!" The leading classmate smiled and said that he took a step back. It seemed that he wanted to let the two powerful little brothers be cannon fodder to kill Wang Wujian's physical strength, and finally he showed his skills to deal with Wang Wujian.
"Okay, in order not to attract the attention of others, don't use martial souls, fight martial arts alone, the three of you." Wang Wujian pointed to the three people and said, "Come on!"
"Haha, it's a joke. For the sake of your stupid and cuteness, I'll give you a chance to beg for mercy, lest you can't go back to the dormitory tonight!" The classmate smiled proudly and said that he was a little worried, because in his opinion, the strength of Wang Wujian is that he is already a martial spirit in the medium refining realm, that is, the power of the martial soul is particularly strong. Once he gives up this advantage, the three of them.
"Thank you for your kindness. Let's do it immediately. I have to rush back to bed!" I don't want to waste time here." Wang Wujian pulled out his weapon with two voices while talking.
"Hmm, I don't know how to praise!" The leading classmate shouted in a low voice and was ready to welcome him.
"Let me do it!" Another classmate said, pulled out his sword and rushed over first.
Wang Wu's sword machete tried his best to deflect his attack, and an arrow leaped in front of him, and the dagger in his right hand had already pointed to his throat.
"No, it seems that someone is coming." Another younger brother exclaimed.
Wang Wujian immediately jumped a few steps back and took back the weapon and pretended to be fine, but looked at the other side in consterling.
I don't know whether it was the shadow of the tree or the fanning of the human figure. The three turned around and ran away when they heard the noise. Fighting in the college is not a misdemeanor, not to mention the first day of school!
"Wah!!"
A man screamed and suddenly jumped to the front of Wang Wujian, almost facing him. Wang Wujian's hair stood upside down and subconsciously put his hand on the handle of the knife at his waist, but when he was about to pull out his weapon, he was preempted by his opponent.
But the opponent did not use Wang Wujian's weapons, but threw them into the snowdrift.
Wang Wujian was shocked and slipped back three steps in a row, trying to avoid fighting with the strange man who suddenly came out.
However, the other party did not mean to contract him. He stepped forward and still faced him face. His two hollow and deep eyes stared at Wang Wujian. The two white breaths in his nostrils rushed straight to his face, and the dirty smell from all over his body almost smoked him to death.
"Faling, how many years has this person not taken a shower?" Wang Wujian held his breath and kept changing his pace to try to keep a distance from him, but the other party seemed to be able to understand his thoughts, always expected his next move in advance, and followed him in the blink of an eye and continued to stand in front of him without attacking or giving up.
Soon, Wang Wujian's fist broke out with cold sweat. The other party's martial arts skills were much higher than his own, and he couldn't see the other party's face clearly, let alone his origin.
Wang Wujian knew that he could not dodge. He gave up escaping and decisively fought with him. At this time, Wang Wujian realized a powerful martial arts spirit. If there was no strong unarmed fighting skills, the loss of the weapon in his hand was equivalent to more than half of the failure, because the martial soul had to exert its power through weapons. Losing a weapon is equivalent to losing a lever.
" Stop, who are you? Why bother me?" The first actual battle, and it was a bare-handed fight, Wang Wujian felt a trace of hard work and unaccustomedness, and shouted and asked.
"Are you from the Wang family? Haha, come on! Use your skills, or you will die here tonight!" The opponent roared fiercely.
Wang Wujian was shocked, and he didn't expect that the other party would guess his origin.
"Is he in the same group with those bandits?" Wang Wujian suddenly came up with such an idea. He was distracted by his steel-like left punch in the right chest, and the violent shock was instantly scattered in the internal organs, which made him involuntarily take a few steps back.
"Who the hell are you?" After making sure that the other party had no mercy, Wang Wujian no longer dared to take care of it anymore. He attacked with all his strength. After sweeping out the continuous chain of legs, he forced his opponent three steps away. Only then could see his whole picture clearly: his messy hair was attached to his burnt black face, his hands were as hard and slender as eagle's claws, and his rout jacket barely wrapped around his strong body. The tattered place reveals his dirty skin and flesh. At first glance, he is a beggar who has not been frozen to death.
However, such a rapid beggar like him is really rare. Wang Wujian can feel that he is a master of the advanced star spirit realm, and now he has the intention to escape. However, the fierce attack of the other party made him give up the idea, because he didn't even have a chance to turn around.
Fortunately, the other party did not use the martial soul, otherwise a master of the star spirit realm could kill the child in the refining realm of Wang Wujian in seconds.
Wang Wujian took a look at the right time and flew a whip leg to his neck, but his opponent did not move at all and accepted his strong blow.
Wang Wujian's shin is numb and painful like kicking on a wooden stake, but the other party is as stable as a mountain, and his indifferent reaction makes him unbelievable.
"Are I really so bad?" This was the first reaction in Wang Wujian's mind, but the other party did not give him time to think about the answer.
The man grabbed Wang Wujian's right leg with one hand and kicked it on his left leg to support his body.
Wang Wujian shouted in pain, and his body lost its balance and fell into the snow. Before he could react, a pair of cold and smelly hands pinched his throat, and Wang Wujian immediately felt suffocating.