Chapter 15: A Roll of Silver Needles, Sword Fighting Sword

Meng Shuangjiang didn't notice anything, but the expressions of the few guards behind him were a bit strange.

Wang Fu walked over with big strides. Who knew that when he reached the center of the street, a smile appeared on his face.

"Young Master Meng, Doctor Chu."

Without anyone reminding him, his voice was not high, but he clasped his fists and shook his hands, looking very enthusiastic.

"Last night we met with martial arts, and it cost you a few silver needles. I thought about it left and right, admiring your skills, and I couldn't let you spend money for nothing, so I found a roll of new needles for you today."

Wang Fu took out a roll of silver needles, handed them over, and said with a smile, "Doctor Chu, see if it's useful."

Chu Tianshu stared at him, his brows raised slightly, took the silver needles, and unfolded them.

This was a typical set of medical silver needles, forty-nine in total, with different thicknesses and lengths.

Chu Tianshu pulled out one and pressed it lightly, and it straightened as soon as he let go. The workmanship was quite good.

"Then thank you very much."

Seeing him accept it, Wang Fu's smile became more real: "Can I borrow a step to talk?"

The two walked seven or eight steps to the side of the restaurant, away from others.

Wang Fu's voice was lower: "Doctor Chu, last night I didn't know Mount Tai, and I learned a lesson, which is deserved, but I am at this age, with old and young at home, and I can't lose face in front of the children."

"The matter of me vomiting as soon as I was defeated last night, please don't spread it."

When Wang Fu was defeated yesterday, he vomited until he was dizzy, and he was also very angry in his heart, wishing he could swing his sword and chase him to fight again.

But he was not young after all. After washing up, he thought about it and felt more and more scared.

That palm could be pressed on his chest, and it could also be slapped on his throat.

The wound on the corpse of the black-clothed robber was on the throat.

The one surnamed Ma was still a mage, and had a good relationship with the Meng family. Chu Tianshu was clearly connected with them.

If he formed an enmity with such a ruthless person with means, the one who would suffer the big loss in the end would mostly not be the other party.

Besides, he was not defeated for the first time. Not to mention when he was young, just a few years ago, he had a closed-door competition with the one surnamed Zhong. Outsiders didn't know, didn't he know how miserably he lost?

Thinking about it, Wang Fu stopped thinking about how to take revenge, but instead thought about how to maintain his face.

The few old people present yesterday were all human spirits, and the younger guards were insiders themselves, so they wouldn't despise Wang Fu because he lost to others.

As long as Chu Tianshu could speak tactfully about this matter in the future, his face would still be there.

Chu Tianshu understood his meaning and said: "Last night's competition, Escort Wang lost by half a move. If he were young, it would be hard to say who would win or lose. I am not a talkative person, Escort Wang can rest assured."

Wang Fu breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, thank you, I will definitely have a reward."

Chu Tianshu's mind moved: "Is Escort Wang interested in having another competition with me?"

Wang Fu was stunned: "Ah? No need!"

He had already refused subconsciously.

"Closed-door competition later, it won't be known by outsiders."

Chu Tianshu said with a smile, "I got a sword last night, mainly wanting to familiarize myself with the feel of using a sword. Can Escort Wang help me?"

In the fist manual of "Qi Family Old Tong Bei", there was a saying of "Sleeve-Combined Sword Art, footwork is wonderful and crazy".

It could be said that those actions of swinging arms and sleeves were directly converted into sword-swinging actions.

However, Chu Tianshu had never fought with a sword. The weight of an iron sword in his hand was different from fighting empty-handed.

After colliding with the enemy, the weapon itself would have tremors and changes, and the reaction force felt would be very different from hitting someone with an empty fist.

If he didn't familiarize himself with these things, it would be easier to have flaws when encountering strong enemies.

Wang Fu hesitated for a while and said: "That's fine, wait for me to patrol another circle, and when the sun is brighter, I'll come over."

At dawn, the daylight was still a turbid white, and the scenery in front of him was a bit faded.

When the sun jumped out of the mountains completely, the earth was a colorful brightness.

Shopkeeper Ma felt the dazzling sunlight, woke up, yawned, and yawned.

He saw Chu Tianshu sitting on the stone steps in front of the door eating something.

The old man rubbed his eyes: "Where did the food come from?"

"Sent by the Meng family."

Chu Tianshu looked back, "There are several more bags, want to taste it together?"

Shopkeeper Ma really got up, hammered his waist and legs, sat on the stone steps, looked at the street in front of him, without the usual bustle, only flat and empty.

Chu Tianshu handed over a bag of braised duck and said: "The changes in the town are too obvious. As long as those people look around from the surrounding mountains, it is estimated that they will find abnormalities before noon."

"Do you think they will fight over today?"

Shopkeeper Ma untied the paper bag: "It is possible, but it shouldn't be during the day."

Even ordinary bandits know that night raids are more advantageous, and besides, people who practice evil arts are also the smoothest when performing spells at night.

Chu Tianshu frowned: "Then it is eight or nine out of ten tonight."

Shopkeeper Ma tore off a piece of duck skin and chewed it, asking casually: "A lot of pressure?"

"Single enemies, whether ghosts or people, I think I am relatively well-prepared to deal with them."

Chu Tianshu said frankly, "Group battles, I really haven't experienced them, and the fist manual rarely talks about group battle methods in detail."

If he wanted to familiarize himself with the feel of using a sword, he could also compete with Wang Fu.

But group battles of life and death could absolutely not be simulated.

It was useless to ask Wang Fu. Wang Fu was from an escort agency and had a group of escort agency disciples with tacit understanding.

Chu Tianshu didn't have such tacit understanding with those people. What he really needed was the experience of one person charging into a group battle.

"People have to have a first time."

Shopkeeper Ma pondered for a moment, suddenly thinking of something, "By the way, there is something that really needs to be told to you."

"You didn't mention it, I didn't remember it. That was a lesson from my good brother when he was young."

"Like you powerful fist masters, when you kill into a crowd alone, you might feel that the movements of those people are more than a star and a half slower than yours."

"It's like a group of puppets, the oil on the joints is not well-oiled, and there are flaws everywhere in every move, making you feel that you can quickly knock down the people around you."

"But at this time, absolutely don't be greedy!"

Shopkeeper Ma's tone was very solemn, "It is absolutely, don't be greedy!"

"If you see the flaws of three people, then after you knock down one of them, you must kill out of the encirclement and continue to move forward. If you see the flaws of five people, then you can knock down at most two, and you must continue to charge forward."

"Don't stay in a small area for a long time, otherwise your energy will be dragged by the things in front of you, and there will be danger approaching in other parts of the battlefield."

"The warning of intuition might save you once or twice, but in the same range, the posture of human changes will eventually have limitations."

Shopkeeper Ma recalled the past, "My old friend back then, just out of the cottage, fought with a group of beggars who kidnapped children. The opposite side was not his match."

"But he made this mistake, a blowpipe needle hit his heel, and it was also coated with snake venom, it was dangerous. With his skills, he almost died in the hands of that group of beggars."

Chu Tianshu listened carefully and nodded.

He didn't eat his breakfast as fast as usual today, chewing while waiting.

As the sun got brighter, Wang Fu finally wandered back.

"Escort Wang is really punctual."

Chu Tianshu wiped his hands with the sack and stood up enthusiastically, "Come, come, let's go to the courtyard."

Wang Fu greeted Shopkeeper Ma.

Shopkeeper Ma looked at them twice more, but didn't feel very surprised.

Chu Tianshu took Wang Fu to the courtyard and put down the cloth curtain from the main hall to the courtyard.

The sun slanted down, and the shadow of the east house covered half of the courtyard.

The two were standing north and south, both standing on the dividing line between light and shadow.

Chu Tianshu held the sword in his left hand, touched the sword hilt with his right hand, and let go, saying: "This time, please let Escort Wang take the initiative."

Wang Fu was determined that he was not an opponent at first, but when he really got here, he couldn't help but want to try.

The other party said he was not familiar with the sword in his hand. If he was lucky, maybe he could take some advantage and find his face back.

Thinking of this, Wang Fu's face also became serious, staring at his opponent with concentration.

His sword scabbard was a green shark skin scabbard, with a sycee-shaped sword guard, a typical one-handed long sword, relatively light and agile, and also took the path of a fast sword.

Yesterday he had the idea of looking down on others, but today he corrected his mentality, his center of gravity pressed low, revealing a feeling that was much colder than yesterday.

Clang!!

Wang Fu stabbed with a sword, and the distance of more than two meters was suddenly shortened.

He watched Chu Tianshu's figure enlarge sharply. Because he took the initiative to advance, his field of vision changed from originally being able to include Chu Tianshu's whole body to only being able to include his upper body.

In that instant, he didn't see how Chu Tianshu drew his sword, but felt a flash of white light, and the sword in his hand was deflected by another sword.

Clang!

The force of the two swords colliding made Wang Fu's tiger mouth tremble, and he retracted his hand instantly, while his footsteps moved to the left.

The coordination of hands and feet was smooth, and he stabbed a sword diagonally, suddenly hitting Chu Tianshu's right shoulder and upper arm.

Chu Tianshu turned his body to the right, swept the sword body outward, and deflected the opponent's sword blade again.

Wang Fu was defeated too quickly yesterday, and today he finally showed his sword technique, which was a bit like the meaning of swimming body Bagua sword, which was indeed the most suitable sword technique for cooperating with people.

His footsteps moved forward and backward, suddenly shifted, and generally speaking, he was circling around Chu Tianshu.

The sword tip was always facing the position of the enemy in the center of the circle, but because of Wang Fu's footwork changes, the falling point of the sword naturally produced a lot of variables.

It seemed that every position from Chu Tianshu's head to his feet was a target that could be pierced.

In contrast, Chu Tianshu's footsteps didn't move much, just turned his direction, maintained the state of facing the opponent, and kept using the sword in his hand to pull away the opponent's sword blade.

The sound of clanging in the courtyard was endless.

After a few breaths, Wang Fu had walked a full circle around him and couldn't help but take a step back, wanting to change his breath.

Chu Tianshu stared at him, didn't pursue, and said after he panted twice: "Let me come."

Wang Fu's heart tightened. Seeing Chu Tianshu's rushing step and straight stab, his body subconsciously retreated, and the sword greeted him forward.

Ding!

The double swords crossed and touched in mid-air.

Chu Tianshu's sword suddenly slanted, flashed, and wiped on Wang Fu's wrist.

It looked so natural, as if the force of the sword body rebounding just let Chu Tianshu's sword deflect at a suitable angle.

It also seemed like skipping stones.

Wang Fu's sword was the water surface.

Chu Tianshu's sword was a small stone, and after that extreme refraction, it hit the target.

Wang Fu's wrist hurt, and he almost thought his hand was broken. He hurriedly retreated two steps before realizing his hand was still there.

Chu Tianshu's sword just wiped past his sleeve with the sword spine, and even controlled the force. The iron sword wiped so fast, but it didn't pull Wang Fu's wrist swollen.

Swish!!

Chu Tianshu's sword had returned to the scabbard, his eyes were shining, as if savoring, and he smiled: "Thank you, I have already familiarized myself with the feeling of iron collision, let me ponder the rest myself."

After the basic physical fitness became strong, the grasp of force became more and more precise. This round was enough for him to use as a reference.

The second failure, Wang Fu's mood was a bit complicated, and he slowly returned the sword to the scabbard.

Before leaving, he lifted the curtain and asked another question: "The robbers will come tonight, right, Master Chu, did that person really force you to be very dangerous?"

Chu Tianshu said: "I didn't lie."

"Sigh... okay, peaceful for a few years, and have to lick blood on the edge of the knife again."

Wang Fu was silent for a moment, but straightened his waist and lifted the curtain to step out.

"Master Chu, I hope we will meet again during the day tomorrow!!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 16 =====