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Chapter 107 Competition

Before dawn, the big rooster from where he came from was chirping. Zhou Xian opened his eyes in a daze, put on a cotton coat, and stood up. He reached out to open the wooden window, and the cool breeze mixed with the fresh smell came to his face, which immediately dispelled Zhou Xian's tiredness. Hearing the rooster cries and the sound of birds coming from afar, he suddenly had the desire to go out for a walk.

Zhou Xian turned around to the bed, dressed neatly, and then pushed the door open and walked out. It was early March, and it was a good time for farming. Most of the people had already gotten up at this moment. They planted in groups in the fields, cultivated the land, calm and busy. There was a faint mist everywhere, and the moist smell touched the tip of their noses, making people feel inexplicably comfortable.

Zhou Xianshu breathed a long breath and twisted his stiff waist. He looked up at Lanshan in the distance, and felt much more comfortable. Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps behind him. He turned his head and looked at a familiar face slowly coming from a distance. He was wearing white clothes, floating in the air, and the sword on his waist became a little more chic.

When Li Xin saw Zhou Xian, his face looked slightly shocked, and he quickly ran up, and said with a very pleasant tone: "Brother Zhou, why didn't you sleep for a while? This countryside is not as good as the city. The morning of the lord is still very cold in the season."

Zhou Xian smiled and said, "I slept well last night. I couldn't sleep anymore when I heard the rooster crowing early in the morning." He pointed to the sword in Li Xin's hand and asked, "Brother Li, you are..."

Li Xin looked down and then smiled and said, "I'm itchy when I learned swordsmanship for a while before, but I haven't moved for a long time after traveling. Now when I get home, I can't help but want to practice. Brother Zhou, have you ever learned swordsmanship?"

Zhou Xian replied: "My master once said that swords are a gentleman's weapon and are not suitable for me. I followed him to learn a spear for a while and could barely deal with one or two people."

Li Xin looked surprised, smiled faintly, and asked, "Then how can we compete with each other?"

Zhou Xian saw that Li Xin was in a high spirit of fighting and nodded with a smile.

Li Xin ordered his servant to find a spear about ten feet long for Zhou Xian. The gun body was white and there was a steel spear tip on the front. Zhou Xian danced for a while. The gun body was soft and had a unique toughness. He grasped it very much. He smiled and said to Li Xin: "Brother Li, people say that weapons are one inch long and one inch strong. This gun is more than one inch long, but the sword in your hand is only three feet long. I have a slight advantage."

Li Xin smiled and said, "It makes sense that one inch long and one inch strong. But one inch short and one inch dangerous is not in vain. As long as I can get closer to your body and make your spear unable to play its advantages, the next thing will be my world."

Zhou Xian nodded, knowing that what Li Xin said was true. Therefore, he was no longer polite and raised his gun to Li Xin and signaled: "Brother Li, be careful."

Zhou Xian learned from Lin Bao. The latter's gun technique was sharpened on the battlefield. He pursued simple and direct, striving to kill the enemy with one blow without any fancy moves. After Zhou Xian reminded Li Xin, he immediately raised his spear and stabbed him straight towards Li Xin's chest. However, because he didn't know what Li Xin's sword technique was, Zhou Xian's movements were a little slower than before. In this way, even if Li Xin didn't react in time, Zhou Xian could withdraw the gun in time to prevent him from being injured.

Li Xin saw that Zhou Xian was talking until the gun arrived, and he smiled faintly. The sword in his hand was raised up instantly, and he immediately pushed the tip of the gun away, then turned his body obliquely, pressing towards Zhou Xian. As soon as the sword and gun came into contact, Zhou Xian obviously felt that his arms were hit by a stone, and his body trembled.

Li Xin was tall and thin, not like a very strong person, but he didn't expect that his strength was so great. Zhou Xian was slightly shocked and saw him raising his sword to approach him again, his speed was far faster than that of ordinary people. His heart suddenly sank. Fortunately, his body's reaction was sometimes faster than his brain. Zhou Xian stepped back quickly, and at the same time, the spear in his hand swept Li Xin from left to back, forcing him to stop immediately, so as to get out of the distance from him again.

Li Xin dodged his body and stopped chasing him. It was obvious that Zhou Xian had a smile on his face and said to Zhou Xian: "Brother Zhou, be careful." This was exactly what Zhou Xian said to him just now.

Just now, the two of them made a small test and had a rough understanding of each other's abilities. Zhou Xian was simply and Li Xin was direct. Li Xin was obviously slightly better in his ability, but Zhou Xian was not weak either. It would probably not be so easy for either party to defeat the other party in a very short time.

Li Xin's sword thrust left and right, constantly bullying himself and attacking, making Zhou Xian's spear unable to exert his advantage. Zhou Xian retreated step by step to break away from the distance and use his advantage of his weapon's wide range of attacks as much as possible. However, such continuous retreat is limited everywhere and the counterattack is insufficient. If this continues, it will be a matter of time before it will be defeated sooner or later.

Zhou Xian's arms were slightly numb, and his chest was a little breathing. He was not as strong as Li Xin, and his speed was not faster than him. All he could rely on was the advantage of the spear and distance in his hand. He swept away the sword that Li Xin stabbed, and his eyes swept to the surroundings. Suddenly he noticed that there was a small stone diagonally on the right side of the two duels, and a plan suddenly came to his mind. He tried his best to support the sword in Li Xin's hand, slowly walked backwards, and gradually moved to the right side in a circle.

Seeing that Zhou Xian was about to lose, Li Xin was even more aggressive, and seemed to be trying to win Zhou Xian in the fastest time. He pressed step by step and chased Zhou Xian step by step. However, just as he was bullying and was about to win Zhou Xian, his feet suddenly slipped and he staggered.

"He was fooled in the end." Zhou Xian was happy and stepped forward, and the gun rod hit Li Xin from top to bottom.

Zhou Xian saw that the gun rod was about to press on Li Xin's shoulder, but suddenly noticed that although his body was not fully balanced, there was a clear smile on the corners of his eyes. At the critical moment, he used the sword to support the ground and used the bending potential energy of the sword to move forward. Before Zhou Xian's spear had fallen on his shoulder, Li Xin bent his body slightly, knelt down on the ground with one leg, and stretched forward with one leg. The sword in his hand suddenly stretched forward and stopped straight three inches away from Zhou Xian.

Zhou Xian's face turned pale, withdrew his spear, pulled Li Xin with his right hand, and sighed silently, "Brother Li, I lost. Have you seen my thoughts long ago and followed the plan I set, making me feel that I have succeeded. And at the last moment, you counterattacked against the trend, leaving me without time to respond."
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