Chapter 57 Innocent Out Next

Even Xiao Hou, who is not skilled in Taoism, can see that many of the important ministers of the Liu Kingdom who watched the battle are from generals. ** They have been immersed in Taoism for decades, and their eyes are old and hot. How can they not see the return horse gun used by An Bochen is imitating Li Lin's previous move.

As soon as he came out innocently, he returned to the horse and mocked the double maples.

The old generals can no longer be forced to calm down. I don't know how many veterans of Liu stood up and looked at the little servant who was unknown five days ago in surprise, and his eyes were full of admiration.

Learning to use guns in front of the battle is still good, but it is a strange thing they have never seen for most of their lives.

It is also common sense in ancient times that literati despise each other and martial arts respect each other. What's more, the State of Liu lives in the south of the Yangtze River, and the fireworks river is blocked from the north of the river. In addition to abiding by the vow to take turns to travel to the southern wilderness, there are few war conflicts. The country regards itself as romantic, and there are more vassals and elegant people, and there are naturally fewer people who are willing to practice Taoist skills in a down-to-earth way. Therefore, the veterans of Liu will not be happy to see An Bochen, the pearl under the dust today.

However, after being immersed in the officialdom for a long time, they have become old foxes, and they can more or less guess the intention of the emperor to host this martial arts performance in person. Although the little servant named An Bochen is not worth it in the bottom of his heart, Da Kuang is strict from the top to the bottom, and it is inevitable that the folk customs are open like the State of Liu. The family is like a mountain. No matter how talented the young people are born well, they can't surpass the high mountain of the family.

With a sigh, the veterans sat back to the table, thought about it, and continued to look at the game on the field.

The horse gun is like a long rainbow holding the moon, coming with water and fire.

Although Li Lin was aware of it, it was too late.

The copper mave is five feet, not short, but not long. It can't sweep the mave on the back like An Bochen. At this time, all Li Lin could do was to twist his waist as hard as he could and greet him with a mace.

When he turned around, his innocence had arrived.

This gun is like a long rainbow, falling straight for nine days, and stabbing Li Lin unstoppably.

"Dang!"

Another impact, far away, but made everyone present scared.

In the middle of the martial arts arena, Li Lin's face turned red, and his two maces were firmly holding a silver gun, and the tip of the innocent gun was only three inches away from his eyes. If he stayed for a moment at night, he would probably have been stabbed off the horse. Although he was lucky enough to hold on without innocence, Li Lin was in a hurry after all, and An Bochen came with the general trend. Compared with the two, he made a judgment.

Just a moment later, Li Lin's arms trembled, a touch of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and his face turned from red to white.

With a return to the horse gun, An Bochen firmly prevailed and calmly looked at Li Lin with a reluctant face. An Bochen was about to pick down his mace.

"Good block!"

At this moment, a majestic voice came from the top of his head. An Bochen swept over, but Liu Jun stood up, walked to the front of the building, looked at Li Lin, and patted his hand.

No one expected that Liu Jun would suddenly applaud, and there was a sudden silence in the martial arts arena.

A moment later, another figure appeared in front of the building column.

"Good in the block."

He is handsome in white, with a high crown and hair, and his romantic style is obvious. Although he is not a woman, his face is enough to be charming.

Unlike Liu Jun, he went upstairs to cheer, but looked at An Bochen. His eyes seemed to be smiling, and his eyes were soft like gurgling water, but how could An Bochen not detect the warning inside?

With Liu Jun and Zuo Xiang cheering for Li Lin one after another, the silence in the martial arts arena was broken. Sifang Gaoge, Liu Guo Wenwu, all rushed to cheer for Li Lin. The civil servants shook their heads, and the generals smiled and stared at An Bochen with regret from time to time.

Then, not only the princes and ministers of the State of Liu, but also the people outside the martial arts arena cheered one after another. Li Xiaoguan and the three of them were sandwiched in a sea of people, willing to cheer for An Bochen, but they were powerless to do it. The three of them hung their heads and were full of unwillingness. They turned around and looked at the merchants who had come to cheer for An Bochen, and saw that they also stopped talking.

With the general trend, people's hearts have also changed.

Before the competition, An Bochen and Li Lin competed with each other. No one knew that although the momentum of people was spread over the people, they were in the hands of one person alone.

Even if Simajin has been resting for three days, he has been lobbying the merchants in Liujing, encircling the beautiful jasper, and finally borrowing the general trend for An Bochen. However, as long as the person sitting high above Jinluan opens his mouth, the borrowed momentum will be like an earth wall in the wind. In a blink of an eye, the earth will collapse and turn into powder.

Feeling the fighting spirit gradually rising from his opponent, An Bochen's heart tightened and forced to calm down. He was about to pick off the bronze mace, but Li Lin suddenly turned the horse's head, swept away the innocence with two mace, and passed by the wrong horse.

The original inevitable return horse gun was in vain, but An Bochen secretly said that it was a pity.

One shot failed, and the deafening cheers echoed in my ears, cheering for Li Lin. An Bochen turned his horse's head, calmly looked at the other side and gasped, stared at his Li Lin coldly.

There are hundreds of feet of land in the martial arts arena, with black bricks and red soil pavilions.

He rode the horse with a gun, and the cheers were higher than the waves. At this moment, An Bochen clearly felt that all the "potential" that originally belonged to him fell on his opponent.

I had the upper hand just now. Why are you cheering for Li Lin?

There was a lot of noise around his ears. In addition, there was no more noise. Gradually, An Bochen couldn't help but be in a trance. Although there is only one person riding fifty steps away, at this moment, An Bochen only feels that it is full of people, including Liu Jun, Liu's literature and martial arts, and countless people.

The whole city is full of enemies.

Unconsciously, An Bochen's breathing became heavier, and there seemed to be a stone in the depths of his heart, which made it difficult for him to breathe.

At this moment, those bright and touching eyes broke through many obstacles and fell into An Bochen's eyes. Only those eyes looked at him from beginning to end, and the belief in his eyes did not disappear from beginning to end, nor did it waver at all.

The autumn wind is as cold as frost, and the city is full of cold eyes. How can it match that smile?

Suddenly, a warm current gushed out from the bottom of my heart, and the stones that had been in An Bochen's heart for many years shook violently.

It's better to get angry than to wear a stone!

The innocent roared, the tip of the gun trembled slightly, and he was unwilling to talk.

At this moment, An Bochen could no longer suppress the hot blood running up. The boulder in his heart had already been smashed into pieces. There was no obstruction of the boulder, and the trajectory of fate turned around and extended to another road that did not belong to the son of the tenant.

Looking at the blue and clear sky above his head, An Bochen lowered his eyes and his breathing gradually calmed down. Only those veterans who have been on the battlefield can find that an inexplicable breath gushed out of An Bochen, like war, like murderous spirit, and more like the breath of a lonely tiger and wolf in the jungle at night.

only stayed for a moment.

A moment later, the breath disappeared. The young man rode a horse with a gun, hunted his green shirt, and rushed to Li Lin.

In the third round of charge, the two did not use any more tricks. It was completely a collision of a gun and a tach.

"Dang!"

The guns hit each other, but it seemed to stick together, and they couldn't separate for a long time.

Seeing that under his full blow, An Bochen still held the innocent gun firmly, Li Lin frowned slightly and was suspicious.

He has been practicing for more than ten years, and the fire is not small. It is reasonable that he should be far beyond the teenager in front of him, but he has failed to take advantage of several times. However, he did not know that An Bochen's practice method was very different from that of ordinary people. In An Bochen's body, there was not only fire, but also an invisible water. The fire made the fairy mansion. Although he had not been practicing for a long time, he had six or seven years of vitality. The invisible water is the incarnation of the water god in the fairy mansion. On that day, the water god fought alone with the three fire god kings alone, but he did not fall behind. It is difficult for even An Bochen to figure out how much vitality is contained in the invisible water.

Water and fire are not at odds with each other. It is simply An Bochen's God's Mansion. Under some mediation, the two gods are at peace with each other, and water and fire will live in harmony from then on. And that was also in the temple. When An Bochen's fetal state was interrupted, he realized the method of fire borrowing water. Although the vitality of the two cannot be superimposed, it can be helped by invisible water, and the vitality of the fire can also rise to about 14 or 15 years, which is not weak compared with Li Lin.

The gun was entangled, and the two of them exerted their strength at the same time, only half a foot apart. Li Lin's face was cold and faintly angry, while An Bochen looked indifferent, but there was a trace of indescribable loneliness between his eyebrows.

The two of them used their strength to be old, and the guns were staggered at the same time. They did not run to the other side, but they fought together like horse lanterns.

It's just three charges. It's hard to distinguish between the two. If you want to distinguish between high and low, you can't rely on the charge and attack anymore, so you can only fight closely.

An Bochen's legs are clamped between the horse's abdomen, and his waist is straight. The two potentials of water and fire penetrate into the arms and flow into the innocent gun. Every time he splits, picks, sweeps and thorns is based on water and fire, resulting in two changes, which are derived layer by layer, and it is difficult to distinguish the reality. Li Lin relied on an extra mace. Every time An Bochen took advantage of the opportunity to enter, he cut off the gun. The 18-way Li family's mace was unfolded one by one, rushing, sweeping, splitting, smashing, sometimes like a huge mountain, sometimes like a river blocking, opening, but there are many variables, making An Bochen almost difficult to fight.

In the first 50, it was Li Lin who had the upper hand, and the kings and ministers of Liu on the pavilion cheered him one after another.

After the fiftieth, Li Lin still couldn't help the tenacious An Bochen, and the speed and strength of the mace gradually weakened.

Although the copper mace is short, it is much heavier than the long gun. The hundred catties of double mace have been used for a long time. For Li Lin, who has a fire cultivation, it is extremely exhausting. On the contrary, An Bochen became more and more brave in the war. A silver gun danced loudly. The water and fire followed him again and again and flowed to the meridians in his body. Instead of weakening, he became more and more brave. There are two reasons for this. One is that the night when the innate fire was born, the water and fire competed to widen the acupuncture points of Anbochen Zhoutian, which was much thicker than ordinary adults. The meridians are wide, and the fire that can be accommodated increases, and the force that bursts out in an instant is naturally better than that of Li Lin. Second, because of the mystery hidden in the two potential of water and fire, water and fire do not blend together. An Bochen insists on integrating the two, but the combination of yin and yang. Over time, not only is there no loss, but also enhances vitality.

Today's An Bochen knows nothing about the mystery of water and fire. All he knows is that he is getting closer and closer to this battle.

In the afternoon, the fire was fierce, the heat wave was rolling, and the martial arts arena was silent.

The young man's green shirt, the horse galloped, and a silver gun danced like the wind, killing the Li family back one after another.