Chapter 7 Warrior

"This boy is good, brave and good at fighting, daring to fight and kill, he can be a leader." The general nodded and praised.

Among ordinary soldiers, there are few who are as brave and fierce as Sheng Huaian.

The lieutenant nodded and took note of Sheng Huaian.

Sheng Huaian, who kept slashing the Xiongnu enemy, did not know that he was being watched by the big boss of the garrison.

Sheng Huaian was very happy with the hearty slashing, as if he was born with a fighting factor in his body and now it was activated.

Although he killed many Xiongnu enemies, it also attracted the attention of the Xiongnu strongmen.

A Xiongnu strongman killed three garrison soldiers with one knife, and then killed Sheng Huaian.

There are strong people in the garrison, and naturally there are weak people, and the Xiongnu army is also the same.

Feeling the fierce killing intent coming, Sheng Huaian turned his head and saw a big and strong Xiongnu man killing him.

Sheng Huaian raised his sword to block the opponent's sword, but the opponent's sword was very powerful, and the huge force made him fly backwards.

He felt that the opponent's sword seemed to have true energy surging, which made his arm hurt and his knuckles cracked.

"Warrior?!"

Sheng Huaian looked at the opponent with a serious look. He didn't expect that he would attract the warriors in the Xiongnu army to attack him.

Ji Boxiao repelled Sheng Huaian with a sword, and was a little surprised: "You can take my sword, no wonder you can kill so many men of my tribe, but today your life is over."

He was a centurion in the front army of the Xiongnu, at the initial stage of the warrior realm, and Sheng Huaian, with the cultivation of the late martial arts disciple, could actually take his sword without getting hurt, which was worthy of his high regard.

But it was just a glance.

"Warrior, I don't know how to kill." Sheng Huaian shook his painful arm.

With a strength infinitely close to that of a warrior, plus a small success in the bloody sword technique, he also wanted to test the gap between himself and the warrior.

"Arrogant, let me show you the gap between a warrior and a martial apprentice." Ji Boxiao kicked his feet, and the whole person jumped up, raised the scimitar above his head, and slashed directly at Sheng Huaian.

Sheng Huaian slid directly, and changed his position to avoid the attack.

Bloody sword technique, fighting in all directions at night!

Sheng Huaian's sword was attached with a layer of light red evil spirit.

"Dang!"

"Dang..."

The two fought together, and the sword light and sparks flew.

Sheng Huaian's sword was very fast, and the power was not enough, so the speed was fast.

After a while, Sheng Huaian was panting, and at the same time, there were knife marks on his shoulder and back armor, and blood flowed out.

He was injured. A real warrior should not be underestimated.

Ji Boxiao was also uncomfortable. Sheng Huaian's sword was too fast, carrying the bloody aura. He didn't block many knives, so he was stabbed several times, and his battle clothes were stained with blood.

"Boy, not bad, you can actually hurt me, you are so proud, it's not a loss to die." Ji Boxiao looked at the wound on his body and then looked at Sheng Huaian and said.

"There are so many murals, does your family sell murals? If you want to kill me, come on." Sheng Huaian raised his middle finger and pointed it down.

Although Ji Boxiao didn't know what the gesture meant, he could feel that it was mocking him.

A warrior in the late stage of the little martial arts apprentice realm dared to mock him, which made Ji Boxiao furious.

"Die!"

Ji Boxiao vowed to cut off Sheng Huaian's head and take it back as a chamber pot.

"Blood Evil Sword Technique, lift the sword to cut the sparrow!"

Sheng Huaian rolled over, lifted the sword and cut, and went straight to Ji Boxiao's brother Ji Zhen to cut.

Ji Boxiao was startled and dodged quickly. He didn't expect that Sheng Huaian's sword technique was so dirty and went straight to the bottom road.

"Blood Evil Sword Technique, cut off your legs." Sheng Huaian came directly with a sweeping slash.

Veteran: Is there such a move in the Blood Evil Knife Technique? How come he doesn't remember it.

"Blood Evil Knife Technique, cut off your dog head!"

Sheng Huaian chopped the bottom and the top, and chopped towards the opponent's neck.

Veteran: ...

The martial arts in the world are indestructible, only speed can't break.

Sheng Huaian's knife is very fast. Even if Ji Boxiao is a martial arts practitioner at the level of a warrior, it will be difficult for him to get an advantage in Sheng Huaian's hands.

At this moment, he put away his contempt. Sheng Huaian is an enemy worthy of serious treatment.

At this time, Ji Boxiao entered Sheng Huaian's fighting rhythm. While dealing with it, he was looking for Sheng Huaian's flaws.

His strength is stronger than Sheng Huaian, but Sheng Huaian's knife is fast. He fell into Sheng Huaian's rhythm and could only keep resisting Sheng Huaian's offensive.

Finding a flaw, Ji Boxiao decisively took action and kicked Sheng Huaian out with one foot.

Sheng Huaian, who was kicked out, covered his chest and couldn't help spitting blood.

"What's the use of being faster? It's a pity that your strength is still too weak." Ji Boxiao laughed grimly.

"Be prepared to die. In the face of absolute strength, all struggles are in vain."

"I'll knock your grandma and kick your uncle to death."

Sheng Huaian got up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and rubbed his chest. It was indeed not so easy to fight across levels.

His strength was still far behind that of a warrior.

"Be prepared to die, little bastard." Ji Boxiao stepped forward with a knife and was about to chop off Sheng Huaian's head.

"Old Wang, don't do it yet. I'll resist." Sheng Huaian shouted at Ji Boxiao's back.

Ji Boxiao looked back and saw that the Hun army behind him was fighting with the Anning defenders. There was no one at all.

"Chi!!"

Ji Boxiao turned his head and saw an arrow stuck in his waist.

"My waist!"

"You fucking lied to me!" Gibshaw clutched his waist, his kidneys hurting so much that he grimaced.

"A war is never tiring of deceit. You don't understand this. You might as well go home and dig potatoes." Sheng Huaian said with a smile.

Time was short, and he only had time to nock the bow and draw the arrow before shooting. His accuracy was so poor that he only hit Gibshaw's waist.

It was obvious that he was aiming at the other person's chest.

It seems that the level of this archery skill needs to continue to improve.

"Damn boy, if you dare to shoot me in the waist, I will tear you into pieces."

Gibshaw was angry. Without a waist, the green flowers in his family would definitely leave him and look for someone with strong roots.

Then what's the point of him fighting abroad and obtaining a military title?

It was all because of this damn boy in front of him, and Gibshaw's anger level reached its peak.

"Crack!"

Jiboxiao broke the arrow but did not pull it out. He threw half of the arrow feathers on the ground, raised his knife and slashed at Sheng Huaian. He wanted to chop Sheng Huaian into eighteen pieces, otherwise it would be difficult to relieve the hatred in his heart.

Sheng Huaian put his bow and arrow on his back, picked up his sword, and prepared to fight Ji Boxiao.

He didn't believe that he couldn't defeat Gibshaw, who was shot in the waist by an arrow.

Dragging will drag the opponent until he bleeds and becomes weak.

Half of the arrow was pierced in his waist. Every time Gibshaw took a step, his kidneys felt like they were being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts, and he grinned in pain.

Seeing Ji Boxiao grimacing in pain, Sheng Huaian couldn't help but laugh.

"Hahaha, what do you think? Come here and beat me! Idiot!"

That expression was very unbeatable, comparable to Fang Tangjing's.

Perhaps these words were heard by a Hun soldier next to him.

"Centurion, I'll kill him for you."

The Hun soldier rushed towards Sheng Huaian with a steel knife in hand.

"Chi!!"

A piece of blood spattered, and the Hun soldier was seen to have had his throat chopped off by Sheng Huaian and fell limply to the ground.

Sheng Huaian looked at the corpse on the ground and said, "Si Que, you stupid centurions can't do anything to me. Have you always been so brave?"

Looking at the fussy Sheng Huaian, Gibshaw shouted.

"Ah... labor and management will kill you, you weirdo!"

Holding back the pain in his kidneys, Gibxiao rushed towards Sheng Huaian.

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