"So it's you?" Yun Ting frowned slightly, and there was an inexplicable meaning in his gaze as he looked at the war maniac.

He didn't expect that there were still people left in the base camp of this player alliance, but it was still his old acquaintance who was crazy about war. Yun Ting really didn't know whether to smile bitterly or smile bitterly? Unexpectedly, this war maniac had enough confidence in himself, but he was afraid that he firmly believed from the beginning that he would not be ambushed so easily, so he didn't even go out of this base camp, but stayed where he was waiting for himself after everyone else set off.

"Yes. It's me. The war maniac nodded, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

As he sits, his body is no longer the arrogance of the past, and the breath of no one in his eyes, but another kind of atmosphere that has gone through wind and frost and is quite vicissitudes. Not only that, but there is also a faint edge in the vicissitudes of life, as if there is nothing to swallow.

It's just that this is not enough to make Yun Ting pay attention to it, looking at the dark and featureless big sword, Yun Ting immediately thought of the Chongwu Sword, these two swords are similar, they are both heavy swords! Looking at the sitting posture of the war maniac again, it looks very relaxed, it doesn't seem to look at all, and there are weaknesses everywhere. But Yun Ting knew that once he did it himself, he would be able to react and fight back in time. This is just a possibility, but his subconscious belief is the most well-founded.

It can be seen that since he was defeated by Yun Ting when he was in Luoyang, trampled on it fiercely, and after a series of events in the Northern Governor's Office, he has changed a lot! even transformed, experienced earth-shaking and reborn changes, and this became the current war madness that Yun Ting saw in front of him.

In fact, Yun Ting has not finished talking in front of him, that is, among the talented people, there are also children of the family. Even if many people despise it and disdain it, thinking that it is entirely because of the merits of the parents and grandparents of these children of the family. But I have to admit that they are indeed a little more skilled than you in reincarnation.

What is Strength? Even if it's not yours, it can be mastered by you, and what you borrow is strength and power. Don't take the many families of the empire as an example, just take Yuan Shao in the game now, he is a child of a family, a child of a family that Cao Cao did not have the confidence to think that he could win before the battle of Guandu!

Therefore, why can so many families accompany the rise and fall of a dynasty? Some can span several dynasties? But it's not a few gentlemen in your eyes that can be simply summarized, from the starting point, people are born to stand on a high place.

"What do you want to do?" Yun Ting asked. At the same time, he waved his hand backwards, signaling the soldiers who followed him not to move forward and to stand on guard.

"Beat you, of course!" The war maniac grinned. He stared at it, and found that the light in Yun Ting's eyes was becoming more and more dangerous, and quickly slapped his palm gently.

He said softly, "Come out." ”

All around, including among the bushes and the tents of the camp, people leaned out one after another, holding a small delicate crossbow in their hands, facing Yun Ting and the soldiers behind him. It seems that as soon as one of them moves, a crossbow arrow will be fired, turning people into hedgehogs.

"So don't think about raiding, and honestly have a duel with me." The war maniac stroked his palms and smiled slightly.

"Repeater?" Yun Ting, who saw this scene, asked.

The war maniac hurriedly waved his hand, for fear that he would misunderstand, and explained: "No, no. It's just a normal crossbow, you can only shoot one arrow at a time, and if you want to continue, you need to stop and reload. This can't be a repeater, of course. In terms of the time it took to reload, it was enough to be hacked to death a few times. ”

He continued nonchalantly: "Of course, you must also understand that in case I am suddenly killed by you, the number of people I have prepared here is slightly more. ”

Yun Ting looked around, it was indeed as the war madman said, as far as the crossbowmen he saw here were already more than two hundred, and they must be more numerous. And, since they don't have repeaters, and since they don't have full-time crossbowmen, they become the owners of other weapons after firing the only single bolt on the crossbow.

Sure enough, if he wants to forcibly besiege or kill a war maniac, then he must first bear a baptism of arrows. The possible losses caused by this are unacceptable to Yunting.

As for whether he wants to fight with the war maniac, whether he can take this military camp, and whether the plan to draw salary from the bottom of the kettle can succeed, it is not important to him.

"Does it make sense?" Yun Ting asked.

"Yes. Of course it makes sense. The war maniac's hand tapped lightly on the arm of the chair under him, and then stood up.

"I want to know what the difference between me and you is, and I want to know how much I am still missing, and I want to know the gap between me and my brother!" As his striking voice sounded, the gaze of the war maniac became indifferent, and the flames burned brightly in it.

"Come on, fight me!" He slowly stretched out his hand, grasping the hilt of the dark iron sword standing beside him, and slowly pulled it out of its scabbard.

As the blade of the sword was drawn inch by inch, with each additional inch of the sheath, the light in the eyes of the war maniac exploded by one more point, and the fanatical battle intent flickered. The blades that appear are also mediocre, even pitted, featureless, almost ugly, and there is not even a bit of coldness that a weapon like a sword should have.

"As you wish." The clouds stepped forward, and the whole body rushed forward, and the green sword slashed up with a pool of green mangs, breaking through the air in front of him, and with a string of wind whistling.

"Bell!"

There was a sound of metal clashing around them, rippling between the clouds and the war madness, spreading to all sides, like a bell ringing, buzzing in everyone's ears, and it didn't disperse for a long time.

The green sword slashed at the half-out blade of the battle madness, and his sword body turned sideways, an inch across his chest.

"It's really strong." The battle maniac snorted, and his body involuntarily retreated, and his entire arm trembled.

Before he could fully accumulate his momentum and climb to the top, he suddenly came to an abrupt halt, and he had to stop dealing with the sudden slash of the clouds.

The war madness took advantage of the situation to completely pull the entire sword out of the scabbard, and one was not much different from the scabbard, at most it was a few points thinner, and a roughly polished iron sword appeared. The original scabbard fell, smashing heavily, and with a dull sound, the ground showed signs of a slight depression.

"The name of the sword is Wuyue, which is taken from the meaning of Wuyue, and it is made of rough tempering steel!" The war maniac said solemnly, his face extremely reverent.

"Instantaneous." He snorted, leaving a deep footprint in the ground beneath his feet. The arm stretched out straight, and the figure jumped, and with the deflection of the arm, a gust of wind suddenly blew around his body, and Wuyue turned into a dark shadow, pressing down towards the clouds!

(End of chapter)