There were too many things in life that were unpredictable.
Holding the hilt of the saber in his hand tightly, Ning Yi took a deep breath and calmed his excited heartbeat down to a level that he could control.
There weren't many bargaining chips that he could use for what was going to happen next. Strategies and calculations were things that were too far away. The disparity in the number of people and martial strength was almost an insurmountable obstacle at this moment. The soldiers that Li Tianyou left downstairs also eliminated the possibility of escaping by breaking the building. If there was anything that could support him to remain calm at this moment, perhaps it was because he had encountered similar situations too many times.
Some situations were related to life and death, while some situations could only be said to be a difficult problem. Those situations that seemed to have no way to retreat and no way to think about were solved might not be considered optimistic. At most, it was just an appropriate attitude to deal with it.
There had never been anyone who was truly favored by the heavens. From the beginning, they could ride the wind and waves, cut through all the obstacles, and suppress all the difficulties in the smallest area. At least for Ning Yi, what the successful people that he had seen really had was not the fighting force or the power that surrounded them. The only difference might be that they had the attitude of a lion or a rabbit after abandoning external things.
Breathing quietly, calming his heartbeat, calming his fear, letting go of his expectations, and making the appropriate choice … He held the saber in his hand tightly.
The rest was up to fate.
However, if possible, he didn't mind being a rabbit at the beginning. When he waved the saber, he thought in his heart … He was not really a young man anymore. Sigh …
"Who's next!"
*****
Ning Yi temporarily suppressed his feelings. At least in the hearts of the onlookers, they had a rather strange feeling at this moment.
Whether it was Zhu Yanlin, Lou Jingzhi, Liu Xiyang in the crowd, or even Li Tianyou, they couldn't help but have strange feelings at this moment.
Zhu Yanlin and the people around him were similar. It was the first time they met Ning Yi. Even before this, they had only heard of his poems. At this moment, they were even more surprised when they heard that he was going to marry into Ning Yi's family. Lou Jingzhi frowned. Before this … she had actually heard of this person, but it was her first time seeing him. As for Liu Xiyang and the others who had known Ning Yi before, at this moment, they truly felt that they could not recognize the scholar before them at all. Although everyone's impression of Ning Yi had been changed time and time again during his time at Wenlie Academy, this was probably the only time that it had been changed the most.
Many people could understand the spirit of a scholar and the integrity of a scholar. Even though he might not be able to do it, there were some who were not afraid of weapons and confronted Fang La's army head-on ever since they entered the city. However, integrity was integrity. The unyielding spirit of standing in front of the enemy and letting them chop his neck without saying a word, or the spirit of wielding a saber with bloodshot eyes, was completely different from the scene in front of him.
From the beginning until now, the scholar named Ning Liheng had shown more than just an imposing manner of clenching his teeth and not fearing death. From the beginning, he seemed to be confronting Li Tianyou and the others on an equal footing. At this moment, when he pulled out his saber, what he showed was only the valiance of a martial artist facing an enemy. It seemed that under such circumstances, he was sincerely trying to fight back against the enemy.
Even Wenren Bu 'er, who was hiding at the side, was a little surprised to see this situation. He had learned a lot about this scholar named Ning Liheng since he had received the task. To be honest, he quite admired Ning Yi at this moment. However, whether it was the battle in Taiping Alley or the battle in Taiping Alley where he gathered 3,000 defeated soldiers to turn the situation around, none of them could prove that he was a powerful martial artist. Even if it was Wenren Bu 'er, if he was targeted by Li Tianyou and a dozen masters, he could only fight with his life on the line without any hope. However, there was no such emotion in him at this moment. Wenren Bu' er could not imagine where his hope lay.
What happened next pushed the situation even further into the abyss.
The cause of the change came from the macheteman named Liu Jin. But in the final analysis, it was Ning Yi's attitude that influenced him. When Ning Yi waved his saber, the dozen elites of the Xuanwei Camp had already stood up and were about to attack. Liu Jin almost put down his saber because of Ning Yi's words. However, at the moment when Li Tianyou suddenly stood up, this young man looked at Ning Yi with red eyes and his expression became fierce again. He held his Tyrant Saber horizontally, took two steps back, and still stood beside Ning Yi.
"F * ck your ancestors … You bunch of cowards, who dares to come up!"
With a bang, Li Tianyou, who had just stood up, slammed his palm on the table in front of him. The table broke into two with a loud bang, and the wood chips flew everywhere. One of the soldiers on the side shouted, "What did you say!?" A Damascus Iron Spear broke free from the cloth binding it, and with a terrible sound of breaking the wind, it smashed over! Even the flame of an oil lamp above was swept up, and the light suddenly brightened!
Liu Jin leaped to the side, and the front end of the spear fell to the ground with a loud bang. The floor of the restaurant was originally sturdy, but under this swing, it almost smashed through the top floor. Ning Yi took a step back, and Liu Jin had already swung his saber towards the person using the spear. The moment the spear smashed down, it was already pulled back under the control of the person using the spear. The moment it smashed through the surface of the floor, the body of the spear made of Damascus Iron bent like an arrow. In the next moment, the spearhead leaped up like a dragon, and the body of the spear fiercely collided with the Tyrant Saber. The sound on the floor was like thunder, and sparks flew in all directions. In the blink of an eye, the spear was swung like a dragon, and the Tyrant Saber slashed like a tiger. Along with the sparks, the spear had already collided three times.
If it was a scholar who did not know martial arts, he would only be shocked by the intensity of the collision at that moment. However, on Wenren Bu Er's side, they could already see the difference between the two sides. The young man named Liu Jin's Tyrant Saber was firm and fierce, and it was obvious that he was taught by a famous teacher. However, he was only able to fight evenly with his opponent by relying on his ferocious and youthful strength. The person using the spear had swung the spear with one hand. The spear was originally heavy, and the body of the spear was long. However, he was only holding the spear with one hand. Under the inertia of the spear, he pulled the spear in the opposite direction. He was also only using strength with one hand. In just a few moves, the muscles on his arm were so tight that they almost burst out of his sleeves. It was enough to show that his arm strength was strong, and his control of the spear was enough to make him a master spear user.
After all, Liu Jin was still young. Suddenly, he was so fierce that he even shouted words like f * cking 18 generations of ancestors. This had already forced the martial artists, who cared about their reputation, to make a move. Even if Li Tianyou was a little afraid of the Tyrant's Saber Camp, he would not be able to get out of this embarrassing situation.
While Wenren Bu Er was thinking, there were three collisions, and sparks burst out. The person using the spear waved his spear like a steel whip. After hitting the Tyrant Saber three times, the spear body suddenly returned to his hand. Liu Jin pounced over like a ferocious tiger, and his saber slashed down from above. The weapons of the Tyrant's Saber Camp were originally heavier than ordinary weapons. Most of the time, they were not slashing, but smashing. The explosive force was unparalleled. However, the person using the spear stood at his original position and used both hands to block, pushing Liu Jin back a step.
In the next moment, Liu Jin stabilized his body and lowered his body. He waved his saber horizontally and slashed at the person's legs. The person's spear stabbed downwards, and it crashed into the floor. At this moment, Liu Jin's body had already been stagnated by the counterattack. However, the person was calm and ruthless. He pulled out the spear with both hands and fiercely swung it from above, smashing it down towards Liu Jin's bent back.
With his strength and the weight of the spear, once the spear landed, it would immediately break the person's back!
Almost at the same time when the person swung his spear, someone at the side shouted, "You are about to die, and you still dare to move!" A huge sound of wind breaking could be heard, and the oil lamps on the ceiling were extinguished at the same time. At this moment, the person who made a move was Ning Yi, who had been behind Liu Jin. At this moment, he forcefully grabbed a corner of the tablecloth beside him and swung it towards the direction of the spear. There was originally a table of dishes on the side. At this moment, more than half of the dishes and soup flew towards Li Tianyou's group. A small portion was wrapped in the tablecloth, which increased the speed and fierceness of the tablecloth.
"Hu, peng." The tablecloth slightly wrapped around the spear, which caused the trajectory of the spear to change. At the same time, some of the dishes and soup flew towards the person using the spear. For a moment, the surroundings became even more chaotic.
"You are courting death!"
"Motherf * cker!"
"I will kill you — —"
Following this explosive shout, the scene of the people using various methods to scatter the dishes and soup could be seen. They were originally the tyrants of the Greenwood Forest. Although they were soldiers, this was not a battlefield. When seeking help from others, it was important to give them face. The other party was about to die, and if they were to be drenched, then they would be laughed at by others. For a moment, the tables and chairs at the side were picked up by people. Some people also pulled up tablecloths to deflect the soup back. Some people were like the spear user, who wrapped their weapons in cloth and waved the cloth to block the soup. Although it was extremely difficult to use a sword or saber to prevent water from splashing through, everyone had the ability to do so.
The instant the tablecloth wrapped around the spear, Ning Yi suddenly waved his hand in a circle, wrapping the tablecloth and the spear even tighter. On the other side of the field of view, the person using the spear raised his left hand to block his face. On his right hand, the spear swung a few times in an attempt to tear apart the tablecloth. However, the strength of his single hand only caused Ning Yi's body to sway a few times. A portion of the tablecloth was still unfolded, causing Ning Yi's figure to appear and disappear. Ning Yi was on the other side, looking at the person's eyes.
In the next moment, the strength from the other side of the tablecloth loosened. At this moment, Liu Jin had already taken the opportunity to roll to the side. The person swung his spear and smashed Liu Jin away, but his heart suddenly tightened. This was because the previously silent and calm Ning Yi had already pounced over like a ferocious tiger.
The tablecloth was still wrapped around his spear, greatly reducing the speed at which he exerted his strength. However, he was already a veteran and did not attack at this time. Instead, he pulled back his spear. However, Ning Yi directly waved the military knife in his hand, throwing it at his face like a flying knife. The moment the man tilted his head to avoid it, Ning Yi directly hugged the spear. However, the man shouted fiercely. The force of his retraction was so great that the body of the spear rattled rapidly, like a flood dragon frantically struggling. In the next moment, Ning Yi tightened his grip on the two ends of the tablecloth. The tablecloth tightened, and this time, it was as if it was strangling the throat of the flood dragon.
At this moment, the strength that he exerted was also astonishing.
"Kill him."
A voice as cold as ice sounded at this moment in the noisy and chaotic environment.
The voice came from Ning Yi. He was also a member of this chaotic scene. It was hard to believe that at this time, he would speak in such a quiet and almost cold tone. It was as if he was not risking his life, nor was it as if he was talking about something related to himself. However, Liu Jin, who was at the side, was valiant. Seeing this situation, he suddenly wielded his knife and rushed forward.
The iron spear spun rapidly. Ning Yi let go of the tablecloth. Countless pieces of cloth and porcelain flew in the air. His figure had already closed in on the spear-wielding man. On the side, Liu Jin waved his knife angrily. However, the spear-wielding man only took a step back with his right foot, still trying to block. However, Ning Yi's right hand had already directly slapped down on his face. He was only moving forward quickly and slapping down with his palm. However, the sound of the palm breaking through the air was enough to show that if this palm had landed on his head, it would probably have flattened his face.
At the same time, several figures and sword lights from the side had already closed in.
At this moment, an indescribable chaos erupted before everyone's eyes. Among the spectators, not many could clearly see what was happening at this moment. There was a loud sound, the sound of saber lights clashing, and shouts. Sparks and intersecting figures mixed together. When everyone focused their eyes again, Ning Yi's body had already been sent flying backward. Blood splattered everywhere, and wood splinters flew in the air. A table that had been smashed apart flew along with Ning Yi's body, crashing into a few long benches. The spear-wielding man had already retreated more than ten feet away. Liu Jin's Tyrant Knife had been sent flying, but he still closed in on the spear-wielding man. At this moment, he maintained his standing posture. His right arm had been pierced by a sword. The sword hilt was in the hands of a tall and skinny man beside him. However, his left arm was pierced by a blade. A person in front of him had smashed a metal rod into his shoulder. His flesh and blood were badly mangled. There were three or four people surrounding him.
At this moment, blood was spilling out of his mouth. His eyes were still looking straight at the spear-wielding man. He actually smiled and said, "You have already … cough … died."
The bystanders might not have been clear about what had just happened. Even the people involved might not have seen everything clearly. Perhaps only bystanders like Wenren Bu 'er, who were skilled in martial arts, could see everything clearly at that moment.
The elites of the Xuanwei Camp were not mediocre. The moment Ning Yi waved the tablecloth, half of them had already reacted. When Ning Yi moved forward, the surrounding people who were not affected by the soup rushed over together.
When Ning Yi waved his hand and smashed it down, his palm in the air suddenly clenched into a fist. This punch came from above. From the power of the punch, it seemed that it was enough to smash a person's face. However, the surrounding people had already reacted. The person behind the man had already used a wooden table to catch the military knife that Ning Yi had thrown over and smashed it over. Another person held the spear-wielding man's body and pulled him back quickly. At the side, all kinds of weapons had already pressed over. This was to save people, so they couldn't care too much.
The spear-wielding man seemed to be a master in Wenren Bu 'er's eyes. However, to be able to force him to such an extent, perhaps it could only be said that the aggressive were afraid of the reckless, and the reckless were afraid of the reckless. On the other hand, they had underestimated the scholar, Ning Yi. Perhaps this was also one of the reasons. After they pulled the man away, the momentum of Ning Yi's fist did not decrease at all. The wooden table that was flying over was smashed by him in the air. However, it was also because of this wooden table that the fierce attack from the side was also blocked. He himself suffered a punch and a kick and flew backward.
However, Liu Jin did not have such good luck. He directly rushed forward. It seemed that he had the idea of taking his opponent's life even if it meant perishing together with him. After suffering a few consecutive attacks, the big knife in his hand was finally knocked away. Although everyone was still a little afraid of the consequences of killing him, and they did not really use their full strength to hit his vital parts in the situation where there were many people, but after suffering a few consecutive attacks, it seemed that the situation was not good.
"Cough, cough, you're dead … If there weren't so many people, you would already be dead …"
Liu Jin spat out a mouthful of blood and said with a smile. Everyone was momentarily stunned by his tragic appearance. Zhu Yanlin, Liu Xiyang, and the other scholars who participated in the gathering were even more dumbfounded. A few women turned their faces away and did not dare to look. There were also some who looked and their eyes turned red. It seemed that they were about to cry.
Even Li Tianyou was a little stunned. The scene was almost silent for a moment. Li Tianyou did not say anything. After all, the people around him did not know whether they could kill Liu Jin. Just as they were waiting, a whooshing sound suddenly rang out from one of the dimly lit corners of the room.
The figure waved away a broken wooden board that was piled on his body and slowly sat up. After shaking his head, he supported himself on the ground and stood up straight in front of everyone's eyes. He patted the dust off his body.
That was Ning Yi.
Although he had not suffered a fatal injury just now, there were a few places on his scholar's robes. There was also a knife wound that was not deep. His right arm, which had smashed the table, was cut by the sawdust. His sleeve was tattered and his hand was also soaked in blood. It seemed to be quite serious. His head was probably broken and was bleeding. However, these bleeding injuries did not seem to have occurred to him at all. He just patted the dust off his clothes a few times, stood up straight, and looked at the center of the scene.
Then, he walked to the side.
The table that flew over was smashed by him, but the military knife that he had thrown out was still nailed to the table. He walked over there and pulled out the knife.
"There's still me."
He said so. However, after he finished speaking, Liu Jin suddenly moved a few times and stepped back, freeing himself from the grip of the sword and saber beside him.
"What, what do you mean by there's still … Mister Ning …" As he spoke, he staggered backward. It was not easy for the crowd to stop him, and his knife did not fall too far. After a few steps, he walked to the front of the Tyrant Saber and reached out his hand to pick it up. He fell to the ground and then tried to stand up with the help of the knife.
"I, I am not dead yet. We … still have two people … haha, this group of people … bullying the few … ha, ha …"
He said this while gasping for breath.
Not far away, Wenren Bu 'Er watched all of this with a tragic and desolate heart. He had been thinking of countermeasures in his heart. If there was anyone in this restaurant who could be used as a bargaining chip for Ning Liheng's side, it could only be him. However, under the current situation, even if he threw caution to the wind, he could not think of anything. Moreover, there would be more troubles in the future.
However, no matter what happened today, the enmity between the Xuanwei Camp and the Tyrant Saber Manor had really been formed, and it could not be resolved even if they wanted to.
As he thought of this, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind. Before he could think carefully, he heard Li Tianyou say something in a deep voice, "… You are a real man.
Alright, I will give you … a chance to die in peace. Don't say that the Xuanwei Camp … bullied you with our numbers! "
In the dim light, Ning Yi slightly closed his eyes and then opened them again.
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