PDLP Chapter 462: Only One Sword
Chapter 462: Only One Sword
Wang Yusheng's face darkened. "You two, there's no time to lose. Hurry and think of a solution. Try to prepare everything before Lin Feng arrives in the city."
The other two family heads did not hesitate, stood up, bowed and said goodbye, and left in a hurry.
When Lin Feng arrived at the city gate, it was already noon on the third day.
Looking at the tall gate tower of the city from afar, it is still majestic and heavy.
Outside the city gate, in front of the drawbridge, Wen Cheng and a group of officials stood respectfully on both sides.
Qin Fangze rode his horse alone to meet them.
From a distance, he shouted loudly: "Boss, you are here."
Lin Feng slowed down his horse and looked Qin Fang up and down with a smile on his face.
"General Qin is so handsome and heroic, even more radiant than before."
"Hey, I feel so ashamed in front of the boss."
The two men rode side by side, their horses taking small steps as they slowly approached the suspension bridge.
Wen Cheng and other officials bowed together.
"Welcome General Zhenxi, Earl Zhongyuan."
Lin Feng did not dismount, but just waved his hand.
"Thank you for your hard work, let's go into the city."
The warhorse passed in front of the crowd and headed straight into the city.
The tall city gate of the city was crowded with common people, who were stopped on both sides by soldiers and raised their hands to greet Lin Feng.
Wen Cheng also rode a horse and followed Lin Feng.
Lin Feng nodded and smiled at the crowd while asking Wen Cheng.
"You made this?"
Wen Cheng leaned in quickly and said, "General, this wasn't my doing. I know you don't like this."
"spontaneous?"
Lin Feng looked at the crowd in confusion.
After taking over the provincial capital, he didn't stay there for long, and Wen Cheng was in charge of the subsequent work.
Wen Cheng was also bewildered: "I'm afraid someone is manipulating it."
"Is it complicated?"
"General, it's very simple, yet also somewhat complicated."
"Oh?"
"General, it is these three families who are resisting our policies. These three families are powerful and have complex relationships."
Qin Fang came up at this time: "Boss, these three families are giving me a headache. Fortunately you are here, otherwise...sigh."
Qin Fang felt very ashamed because he failed to ensure the smooth implementation of the reform policies.
Lin Feng turned to look at Qin Fang: "Why, can't you push it flat?"
"Boss, they are so powerful that they have spread all over the country. Even my mother is trying to put pressure on me..."
As he spoke, he shook his head and sighed.
As the three of them were talking, they passed through the city gate and arrived in the city.
The wide streets were also crowded with people who came to watch the excitement.
Lin Feng also knew that these people were not there to welcome him, but some of them wanted to stir up trouble and spread some rumors.
Just as they entered the city and walked a few dozen steps forward, they heard the front Fang Chengliang scolding.
"Who are you? Move aside."
A few people looked up and saw a tall, middle-aged man in the middle of the street, holding a long sword in his arms.
He wore a bamboo hat on his head, stood there steadily with his legs apart.
Seeing that he had no intention of leaving, Cheng Liang quickly raised his hand to signal the cavalry to stop moving forward.
Wen Jian immediately waved his hand, and several guards beside him rode their horses and rushed forward.
Zhao Shuo and Wen Jian came up to Lin Feng and looked around vigilantly.
Cheng Liang urged his horse forward a few steps and stared at the man.
"Take it!"
The guards who rushed forward jumped off their horses one after another. Some held steel knives, and some came out with ropes from their horses.
The man finally raised an arm and shouted.
"Wait a minute, I am Duan Shuiliu, the unrivaled swordsman of the Western Six Prefectures. Today, I heard that General Zhenxi had returned, so I waited here to learn from Earl Zhongyuan's swordsmanship."
Cheng Liang sneered: "Catch any of you, cats and dogs, for me."
Several guards leaned forward, ready to grab the person.
Duan Shuiliu chuckled and said, "I've heard that the great clan leader Zhongyuanbo is a master swordsman, unrivaled in killing all the enemies in Zhenxi. Could it be that you wouldn't even dare to attack me when you see me?"
His voice was so loud that the people around him could hear it clearly, and they immediately started talking in a mess.
"Ah, is Lin Feng's knife very powerful?"
"I think so. I heard that no one can withstand three of his sword strikes."
"Nonsense, General Lin only strikes once, he never wastes three strikes."
"Who told you that?"
“I saw it with my own eyes.”
"Bragging..."
Many men in the crowd began to talk nonsense.
Lin Feng looked at the man in front of him through the gap between the people and horses.
The body stood very steadily, the face was covered by the bamboo hat, the limbs were slender, and the hands were clasped in front of the chest, with broad and thick joints and very long fingers.
At this time, someone was heard speaking in a loud voice.
"Hey, I know this Wushuang Sword. It has no rivals in the entire Western Six Prefectures. It only takes two strikes to kill a person."
"Ah, just two swords?"
"Yeah, I heard that when you fight someone, you just draw and sheath your sword."
"and then?"
"There's nothing more to it. The opponent has already fallen."
“Hiss… awesome!”
Lin Feng pondered for a moment, he still couldn't see any problem.
This guy must be instructed by someone. Chasing me in a duel is just an excuse. I don't know what trouble he is up to.
"Wen Jian, you also use a sword, go and test his strength."
Lin Feng said in a deep voice.
Wen Jian had been eager to try it out. He had never practiced swordsmanship alone since he followed Lin Feng.
Generally, they all rush forward together, and there is no need to fight alone.
When Wen Jian heard Lin Feng's words, he immediately jumped up from his horse and drew his sword out of its sheath in mid-air.
He turned in mid-air and pounced towards Duan Shuiliu.
Countless people stretched their necks, stared at the two men with wide eyes, and didn't blink.
Duan Shuiliu still stood there without moving, and only shook slightly when the tip of Wen Jian's sword was close to his body.
The long sword in his arms clanged, and the swords of both sides collided with each other, causing a burst of sparks.
Wen Jian landed on the ground with both feet and thrust out with the sword again.
Unexpectedly, Duan Shuiliu's sword had already fallen back into the scabbard and his body retreated rapidly.
"Amazing! I usually only use one sword. I didn't expect that Zhongyuan Bo's men would have such a master. I admire you!"
He spoke loudly, turned his body while retreating, and kicked his long legs quickly.
It soon disappeared.
Only Wen Jian, who was a little confused, was left on the scene.
There was a burst of warm cheers all around.
Wen Jian scratched his head, turned back to his warhorse, and glanced at Lin Feng.
Lin Feng didn't understand what the other party was trying to do, so he could only wave his hand.
"gone."
The discussions on both sides of the street reached my ears again.
"He's really amazing! Even the subordinates of Lord Zhongyuan are so powerful, let alone Lord Zhongyuan himself."
"It seems that General Lin's swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world."
"How could it be fake? It's the unparalleled sword, it conquers all the six western prefectures."
"..."
Lin Feng's cavalry had already gone a long way.
Zhao Shuo slowed down his horse and approached Lin Feng.
"Brother, what the hell?"
"Haha, who cares about that? If he makes trouble again, I'll send him to see the real ghost."
"Brother, I've seen your swordsmanship. It's like a whirlwind, slashing like the wind. You can cut quickly, but I don't know how many times you've cut. How can you say you only cut once?"
Lin Feng laughed and said, "What they mean is that I draw my sword too quickly, so no matter how many times I strike, it's like just one strike."