Chapter 100 Mr. Zhao, I have been waiting for you for a long time
“Kneel down!”
Tie family's front yard.
As Ma Yan rushed out, a force in his palm traced the dozens of pounds of the "drum hammer" backwards and reached the arm of the owner who was holding it.
The fierce general Tie Chiguan on the battlefield felt as if he was struck by lightning.
The arm holding the hammer handle had drops of bright red blood oozing from its pores. As if struck by electricity, it was forced to drop the weapon.
The whole person was like a cannonball, whistling and flying backwards, crashing heavily into a flower bed in the courtyard.
"Bang!"
The flower bed was shattered into pieces, mud and bricks flew everywhere, and several servants were accidentally hit and fell to the ground wailing.
The whole place was silent.
Zhao Duan, who took a step back in advance and was protecting Ma Yan in front of him, twitched his eyelids.
I truly felt the difference in martial arts strength.
When Zhao Duan was about to kill him with the iron bar hammer, although he had his flying knife drawn but not fired, he still sensed a great threat out of his martial artist instinct.
Know:
With my own fighting power, I am definitely no match for the other party.
After a few rounds at most, they will be beaten to the ground.
But this powerful general who was enough to defeat him was easily defeated by Ma Yanru as if he was holding a chicken, without any effort.
The other Jinyis from Lihua Hall also fell silent, feeling a strong sense of security as they watched the show.
"Dugong!?"
Tiechiguan crawled out from the rubble and spat out a mouthful of blood.
This muscular and fierce man had several scarlet cuts on his face from tiles, but his eyes no longer contained any violence, only bitterness:
"Yes, I should have known that without the Governor, this sinister boy would never have dared to provoke me."
Ma Yan's face was stern and his eyes were filled with regret.
Looking down at his subordinates who he had personally promoted from the army and had been with him for two years, he said:
"I can give you a chance to defend yourself."
Tie Chiguan was silent for a moment, but then shook his head and squeezed out a complicated and incomprehensible smile through his bloodstained teeth:
"Now that the truth has been revealed, Tie has nothing to say."
Ma Yan sighed, but then heard Tie Chiguan continue:
"I know that I am doomed today because of the martial arts of the governor. I have only one wish.
Tie had been in the army since he was seventeen years old. In the army, the strong are respected. After entering the imperial court, he had heard a lot about the governor's high level of martial arts, but he had never had the chance to fight with him.
After today, I'm afraid I won't have another chance in this life.
"I have no wish today, but to be defeated squarely by the Governor. I will submit. It would be better than being captured by some treacherous villain or a prostitute!"
Zhao Duan, who was watching the game from the back, was unexpectedly called out and became unhappy.
Why is this guy still cursing when he is about to die?
Ma Yan was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised his leg and kicked the 80-jin hammer on the ground:
"As you wish."
"Thank you, Governor, for your help!" Tie Chiguan raised his hand, caught the drum hammer, took a deep breath, and a faint light flickered in his dantian.
Accompanied by the sound of rushing tides.
Zhao Duan suddenly heard Ma Yan say:
“Watch carefully, when you enter the Divine Chapter Realm, you will also see waves in your Qi Sea.
The so-called accumulation of power by a warrior refers to the number of times the internal energy in the dantian circulates. With each wave and each rotation, the power is accumulated to a higher level. The more times the power is accumulated, the more ferocious the killing that can be unleashed.
However, when fighting, martial artists must be efficient, and most of the time, the opponent will not allow you to accumulate your strength to the limit."
Why is there a live teaching here... I am just an average mortal... Zhao Duan listened attentively.
Ma Yan seemed not to be taking it seriously at all, and was still explaining the details of charging:
"Don't think that just because you're a mortal you don't need to master these things.
The method of accumulating power has nothing to do with one's realm. Even a warrior who has never practiced martial arts can accumulate the strength of qi, blood, muscles and bones. Whether drawing a bow and arrow or slashing with a steel sword, how to accumulate power to achieve the best result is the key.
Zhao Duan's heart moved, and he silently memorized the explanation in his heart.
The other side.
In Tie Chi Guan's dantian, the tide of the sea of qi had accumulated to thirteen layers, reaching the limit, and his overall momentum also climbed to the peak.
The emanating aura moved many of the men in brocade clothes and filled them with fear.
"Dugong, take my barrier-breaking hammer!!!"
Suddenly, Tie Chiguan roared angrily, spread his feet on the ground, and the thin ropes in his boots broke, revealing his thick toes.
He held the hammer in both hands and raised it high. The sound of the tide was continuous, as if tens of meters high waves were accumulating behind him.
The next second, the eighty-pound drum hammer came crashing down and flew out of his hand, and circles of white turbulent air waves swirled around and chased the hammer handle.
“Ka-ka-ka—”
At the foot of Tiechi Pass, the blue brick floor of the courtyard suddenly cracked.
The strong wind swept through, lifting up pieces of blue bricks, like mud tiles baked by the scorching sun in the fields during a year of severe drought.
Zhao Duan narrowed his eyes, feeling a little horrified.
Is this the blow that Shen Zhang Wufu can deliver with all his strength accumulated?
Looking at the drum hammer that was whistling towards him like a derailed train, Zhao Duan had no doubt:
Even if there is a small city gate in front of him, it will be broken by this hammer.
It was just after he delivered the strongest attack of his life at Tiechi Pass.
This warrior who boasted that he would lose fairly and honorably, actually ran towards the courtyard wall like an arrow!
Before anyone could react, he had already knelt on the ground.
Like a spring board, it jumped onto the courtyard wall and fled outwards!
Run away!
Zhao Duan's pupils suddenly shrank, but he forcibly blocked the flying knife in his sleeve.
The first thing he did was look at Ma Yan.
But this "King Yama" snorted coldly, as if he had expected it. He took a step forward with his left leg, spread out the five fingers of his left hand, and still used his physical body to block the drum hammer.
"clang--"
Amid the sound of metal clashing, half of his body was covered in golden light, as hard as iron, colliding head-on with the drum hammer.
A force was transmitted from his left leg into the earth.
In an instant, the floor tiles within a few feet cracked and collapsed, turning into shallow pits.
Pull the right fist back and accumulate force several times in an instant.
In the distance, Tie Chiguan, who had just jumped onto the courtyard wall and was in mid-air, smashed through the air.
This punch actually produced a sonic boom.
Zhao Duan witnessed a straight "ripple" in the air, at the end of which was Tiechi Pass.
"puff!"
Blood spurted out from the iron gate, and it fell down like a bird with broken wings, landing at the foot of the courtyard wall.
He was only half a step away from escaping the yard.
“Dang!”
The drum hammer fell to the ground almost at the same time. The head of the 80-jin hammer was dented inward, leaving a mark half the size of a fist.
The glow on his body faded away, Ma Yan exhaled lightly, and said calmly:
"In a fight, life and death don't necessarily depend on the level of cultivation or the strength of martial arts. Experience can also play a role in turning the tide.
People like him who have come back from the battlefield know that there is no limit to what one should do. The so-called brave generals on the battlefield and the fair and just duels are just stories in vernacular novels and the stories told by craftsmen in teahouses. They cannot be taken seriously.
Unless they are of high enough status and have a mutual respect for each other, they will be able to maintain integrity and avoid surprise in a fight."
Zhao Duan was stunned.
I thought to myself, you've been beaten like this, and you're still teaching here?
Ma Yan glanced at him, feeling slightly smug.
In the carriage, he was "educated" by this kid for a long time. How could he not "educate" him back now?
If I don't show my skills, I'll really think that my position as "Superintendent" is just for show.
"My lord, the man is still alive, but he can't move."
At this time, someone in brocade clothes dragged Tie Chiguan back.
He lay on the ground, covered in blood, motionless, with only his chest rising and falling and his eyes wide open.
He glanced at the two of them, sighed, closed his eyes and stopped talking.
Zhao Duan frowned: "Is he going to die soon?"
Ma Yan said calmly: "He is fine, he can think and speak, I just cut off his meridians."
After a pause, he glanced at Zhao Duan and said quietly:
"If he dies at my hands, wouldn't that be troublesome?"
There was something implied... Zhao Duan smiled awkwardly.
If the iron ruler is turned off, Ma Yan will be highly suspected.
There are three reasons for bringing Ma Yan here to cheat people.
Firstly, he wanted to take charge, and secondly, it was also a test. He didn't say it, but Ma Yan had obviously guessed it.
As for the third point, if Ma Yan has any problems, then keeping him by his side can prevent him from having the opportunity to make additional arrangements to deal with the situation.
"You're right. Before the dust settles, everyone, including me, is worthy of suspicion." Ma Yan said lightly.
Zhao Du'an smiled and said, "I have never doubted you, sir."
Well, after all, according to my guess, Zhuang Xiaocheng originally planned to kill you... However, guesses are just guesses after all.
While the two of them were talking, the other Jinyi also reacted.
They rushed forward and tied up the rest of the Tie family members.
"Qian Kerou, Zheng Laojiu," Zhao Duan called over two of his subordinates:
"Take a few people with you and search this house carefully for anything suspicious."
There must be a way of communication between the rebels and the upper and lower lines. Tie Chi keeps his mouth shut and resists, so he wants this house to speak.
"Yes!" the two responded.
Zhao Duan waved his hand and directed the rest of the people to evacuate:
"Go to the third game."
Ma Yan personally lifted the "Iron Ruler" and blocked his mouth, preparing to keep a close watch on him. He was stunned when he heard this.
Zhao Duan explained with a smile:
"Don't relax, Brother. What if there's more than one traitor?"
…
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The third suspect is Haitang, the detective of Narcissus Hall.
Haitang is not married yet, and her house is the smallest among the three.
As the group marched forward, they completed the encirclement with skill.
When trying to break the door, they were surprised to find that the gate of the Hai family's courtyard was wide open.
This made Hou Renmeng, who was addicted to breaking down doors, a little disappointed.
And when Zhao Duan led the crowd into the front courtyard.
What was even more surprising was that the maids and servants in the courtyard seemed to be unfazed and were waiting quietly under the eaves, with an attitude of sweeping the mat to welcome him.
In the courtyard, next to a stone table.
The heroic female inspector with long legs, high ponytail and teardrop moles at the corners of her eyes is wearing casual home clothes and drinking.
A cloth bag filled with throwing knives was casually thrown on the table, and the murderous Lihuatang officials ignored the crossbows on the courtyard wall.
He raised his head, looked at Zhao Duan with clear eyes, smiled, and said:
"Zhao Jishi is finally here. I've been waiting for you for a long time. I've even prepared some fine wine. You've been traveling so long, would you like a drink?"
this……
The officers of Lihuatang were stunned, thinking that this was a little different from the previous two games.
Hou Renmeng and Shen Juan looked at each other and then looked at Zhao Duan at the same time.
Zhao Duan also narrowed his eyes, looked at the beautiful female colleague, and suddenly smiled:
"Beautiful women, fine wine, a warm invitation, who can refuse?"
He said this, but his feet did not move. He changed the subject:
"Just lady, could you please throw away the knife first?"
Thanks to Datang Empire for the 100-coin reward~
(End of this chapter)
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