Ma Jiamen: I was forced to fight for supremacy

Chapter 198: Panlong Stick, Gun Hidden at the End

The young man in black swung his long stick. Due to inertia, the wind from the short stick was stronger and faster.

The three whistling stick winds, although not as skillful and experienced as Dong Wei's sword energy, were more like the simple and effective ones used in the military, with great force and heavy power.

Ma Zhan activated his Chixia Qi and was just about to use his dragonfly-like technique to skim the water to avoid the whistling wind from the stick.

I just felt a warm breath passing by me.

Countless water droplets formed mist, enveloping the three stick winds.

Ma Zhan was delighted with the thought of "water element". Zheng Xiaoqiao was a spiritual master, and she was a practitioner of the water element.

The wind from the stick wrapped in water droplets is slower to see with the naked eye.

Then the water droplets spread forward and quickly enveloped the young man in black.

Facing a weapon like the Coiling Dragon Stick, once you're in the air, there's basically no way to defend yourself. You can only get close to it, making the Coiling Dragon Stick lose its advantage in swinging and striking.

With the help of Zheng Xiaoqiao, Ma Zhan felt relieved and used the Golden Swallow Skill without hesitation. Like a swift, he flew into the air and rushed towards the young man in black.

The young man in black was a veteran of battles, and he was not at all panicked when faced with a sudden attack from horsemen.

The protective true energy quickly shook off the water, and the Panlong stick turned in direction, with a sharp spear head emerging from the end of the stick.

The blunt weapon suddenly turned into a sharp weapon, and the spear head with a cold glow pierced Ma Zhan's face.

'It's over. . '

Due to a moment of carelessness, he found himself in mid-air with nowhere to gain support. Ma Zhan knew that he could not dodge the shot.

In desperation, Ma Zhan took out a dagger from his storage bag and planned to throw it away before his head was pierced.

Even if I die, I must avenge myself in advance.

The dragon-flipping hand threw out the dagger, and the gun tip gradually enlarged in front of his eyes.

With a "ding" sound, the gun tip was hit by a water arrow coming from the side, deflecting Ma Zhan's face and leaving a bloody mark on Ma Zhan's temple.

Ma Zhan didn't have time to think about it, a purple air shot out from his Xuanyin finger and hit the dagger.

The original flight trajectory changed instantly, and the rotating dagger easily cut through the black-clothed young man's protective true qi.

The young man in black had no time to put away his gun. He concentrated all his energy on the dagger and immediately withdrew his back hand to hold the short stick.

Just as the dagger was about to cut his skin, he pushed it away.

After a "thump" sound, the young man in black felt all his true energy and passively and quickly withdrew it into his dantian.

He looked up and saw a metal bracelet on his wrist that he had not retracted.

He instantly understood that it was this bracelet that suppressed his true energy.

Ma Zhan put a soul-locking ring on him while he was in the air.

Ma Zhan used the inertia of his body moving forward, extended his right upper arm forward, and lowered his forearm, and struck the man in black with a sudden elbow, knocking his jaw off.

The man in black lost consciousness and fell straight down.

Then two water ropes were used to tie up his limbs.

Ma Zhan quickly stepped forward and with a "click", he took off his arms, then took out a spare bowstring and tied him up tightly.

After finishing everything, Ma Zhan nodded to Zheng Xiaoqiao.

Zheng Xiaoqiao retracted the water rope, walked to Ma Zhan, looked at the soul-locking ring on the black-clothed young man's right hand, and asked.

"Luozhou's Soul Locking Ring?"

Ma Zhan nodded and replied:

“After the Luozhou competition, I became interested in this thing.

I used my family connections to ask Luozhou Mu for a pair. After some research, I found that they weren't that useful.

"Why? When I was in Luozhou, this thing made it impossible for me to mobilize any spiritual energy at all."

Because of the combat awareness shown by Zheng Xiaoqiao in the previous battle, Ma Zhan had a much better impression of her, so he patiently explained it to her.

“This Soul Locking Ring can indeed lock the true Qi and spiritual energy of cultivators below the fourth rank.

In the Luozhou competition, we are restricted by it because the rules do not allow us to take it off.

The person who was locked up at the time could easily remove it. It was just as easy as putting it on."

Zheng Xiaoqiao nodded, "I see."

With the help of the dim sunlight, Zheng Xiaoqiao discovered a bloodstain on Ma Zhan's temple.

She took out a porcelain bottle, poured out a little sticky white liquid, and gently applied it on Ma Zhan's wound.

Feeling the coolness on his temples and the softness of Zheng Xiaoqiao's fingers, Ma Zhan said gratefully:

"Thank you for saving my life just now."

Zheng Xiaoqiao smiled and said:

"Actually, I can see that it was because of my actions that you let your guard down, which led to your reckless behavior. You don't need to thank me. I should apologize to you."

This girl is a treasure. Her intelligence is almost catching up with Mengyao.

“If you hadn’t taken action, I would have taken the risk as well, but I didn’t expect that the gun hidden at the end of the stick was this guy’s trump card.

If it weren't for you, I would be dead now."

After this battle, the two developed feelings for each other, and Zheng Xiaoqiao was secretly happy.

'This little brother, who is only a year or two younger than me, is much better than those useless brothers in the family.'

“Uh, uh, uh~”

The young man in black had his jaw and arms dislocated and his legs tied. As a native of Guanlong and a fierce general in the army, he had never suffered such humiliation.

The conversation between Ma Zhan and Zheng Xiaoqiao was interrupted by the young man in black. Ma Zhan saw his angry eyes, walked up to him, and patted his face.

"I see you're not convinced."

This action, which was not very harmful but extremely insulting, cast a shadow on the black-clothed young man's firm determination to follow the Tao.

He struggled hard, and the bowstring cut through his skin and dug into his flesh.

Because his jaw couldn't close, he made a "uh, uh~" sound from his mouth, as if he was telling something.

I was born in Guanlong, a man of both civil and military talents. I joined the army without relying on family influence, always leading the charge in battle. I rose to the rank of captain through my military exploits. . . Today, I have been subjected to such an insult. . .

Ma Zhan couldn't stand his screams any more and said:

"Stop yelling. If you can speak properly, I'll fix your jaw."

Although the young man in black looked unfriendly, he still nodded.

Ma Zhan had no experience in jaw reattachment, so he held down his head and spent a long time reattaching it.

The young man in black was sweating profusely and glared at Ma Zhan:

"I suspect you're seeking revenge, but I have no evidence."

This made Ma Zhan laugh. "Tell me, what's your last name, how many people are in your family, how many acres of land you have, how many cows you have in the field..."

Why are you bothering me?"

The man in black shook his head coldly, indicating that he didn't want to pay attention to him.

Ma Zhan sat cross-legged in front of the man in black and said in a teaching tone:

"I'm telling you, if you lose, you have to admit it, and if you get beaten, you have to stand at attention. Now you're a prisoner, so you have to answer whatever I ask.

Otherwise, if I strip you naked and attract a few ghosts, I believe they will cherish you, a man full of vitality. Guess how they will enjoy you. "

Not to mention the man in black, Zheng Xiaoqiao could hardly bear to listen to these words. The scene was simply unimaginable.