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It is better to be passive than active! You can only strike from behind if you are much higher than your opponent. In the real world, getting the upper hand is always the most effective way to test the situation, especially when you are facing off against an expert who can’t figure out the details. You must get the upper hand first! We rushed towards each other at the same time. I guess ShenHan thought the same way, right? Based on my past habits, I prefer to pick up a stick and hit it. This way I can test the opponent's strength, and secondly, I can force the opponent to defend me so that I can seize the offensive initiative in the next step. But facing Shen Han is not possible. The thin steel Long Staff in his hand is lighter and longer than my Steel Rod, so it is bound to be faster than me. He will probably be able to poke me before I hit him. . So I held the stick with both hands and stabbed him flatly. The stick heads at both ends were conical, so he wouldn't feel well if it hit him. As expected, Shen Han stabbed over with a spear, a little faster than me in speed, and my weapon was short, so I had to use both hands in the middle of the shot, and the head of the stick turned over to block Shen Han's spear head. There was a crisp sound, and I was stunned for a moment, because with just this contact, I felt that Shen Han's thin gun was empty! Originally I thought Shen Han was using a solid steel body like me, but when the two weapons intersected, Shen Han withdrew the thin gun at the touch of a touch. The resistance and lightness I felt was really strange, Shen Han What are you using this hollow steel pipe gun for? Is it just to speed up? The way to defeat the enemy is to attack their weaknesses. Now that I know that what Shen Han is holding is a hollow thin steel pipe, I have to continue to take advantage of my strength and sheer weight. My mind was thinking like this, but my hands didn’t stop. I simply let go of my left hand, held the tail end of Steel Rod with my right hand, and pushed it hard. Under my strong urging and the action of gravity, the end of Steel Rod slanted down and poked straight at it. ShenHan’s belly! By the way, Shen Han in the duel did not look dull at all. His whole temperament had changed and he became very agile. His body seemed to be almost integrated with the thin gun. When he saw me stabbing him with a stick, he didn't even notice. Without hesitation, I stabbed the gun with one hand, and the target was my heart! My heart sank. This style of play seems to be a lose-lose situation, but in fact, Shen Han wins, because his Fine Tube Gun has a gun tip, and my stick tip will hurt him at most. He is a pure warrior, he is really fast and accurate, and he never cares about the consequences in the duel. He is really awesome. I glanced at Shen Han who was looking attentively, sighed secretly, and suddenly moved my right hand to the upper left area Steel Rod , with a clang, the stick body blocked Shen Han's Fine Tube Gun again. Shen Han still chose not to confront me head-on. When he saw that he was blocked and castrated, he immediately drew the gun again, like poison Snake Head, retracted it and spit it out, but this time it stabbed me in the head. I caught the stick with my left hand, took a deep breath, took a step forward, grabbed the stick with both hands, danced a word in front of me and above my head, and smashed away the thorn. When Shen Han retracted his gun, I shouted to the ground, held a stick with both hands and hit Shen Han on the head. It is rude to come and not reciprocate! Shen Han did not choose to resist forcefully, but turned his lower body sharply to the right. At the same time, he stabbed the ground with his right hand. If I continued to hit, I would not be able to hit Shen Han No, the head of the gun would hit the center. My left arm. He also reacted very quickly, completely different from his usual silent and dull appearance. It was too late to withdraw and dodge, so I had no choice but to grit my teeth, yell, and yank my hands to the left. The Steel Rod that had hit Shen Han's head suddenly changed direction and swept over. Shen Han If you don’t withdraw your gun and bend down to avoid or step back, you will have to hit him. Although the direction is temporarily changed and the energy is not enough, the hit is not uncomfortable. Anyway, it only pokes my arm, so it’s worth it. Take this hit. In the flash of lightning, Shen Han suddenly stepped back, but his right hand did not close the gun, but continued to send it forward. Ouch, my left arm hurts! The tip of Shen Han's gun has already pierced my left arm, but since Shen Han is also retreating, the force of the gun is reduced, and the tip of the gun is not sharpened. Fortunately, although the blunt end hurts, But no blood was seen. ShenHan was also baring his teeth. The head of my stick also passed under his right hand holding the gun, and the conical tip of the stick hit his right rib. We each took three steps back and looked at each other without distinction! "I'm still looking at you." Shen Han smiled slightly, well, this kind of tone is the kind of confidence that only Shen Han can have in fighting. This is Shen Han's true strength. I didn't underestimate you, I thought silently in my heart. I hung one end of the stick on the ground and held it diagonally in front of my chest.
"Equal footing! Shall we continue?" it was Old Bi shouting from the side.
"Of course!" I replied, raising my voice. In martial arts, there is no second place; there must always be a winner and a loser, right?
"Good! Here we go!" This time, Shen Han charged forward with his spear. With a flick of his hands, he thrust the spear directly at my right shoulder. This strike was clearly his full power—so fast!
I held my staff with both hands and suddenly lifted it up. The tip of the staff bounced off the ground with a clang, blocking the spear from below.
After my block, Shen Han's spear was deflected upward and then arched back down toward my head. Startled, I continued to lift my Steel Rod, and with another clang, I deflected Shen Han's spear above me.
Both our weapons were now raised above our heads, leaving our midsections wide open. In a flash of inspiration, I kicked out with my left foot, hoping to push him away and regain control of my weapon for another attack.
To my surprise, Shen Han also kicked out with his right foot. With a thud, we both struck each other simultaneously and stumbled backward.
"The second round ends in a draw! You two really have great synergy!" Old Bi cheered again.
"Let's go again!" Shen Han said this time, lowering his voice as he charged at me again, holding his spear in one hand for another thrust. Was he sticking to the same old routine? I scoffed inwardly. My staff was heavy; even if I wasn't as fast as him, as long as I could block him, what could he do? Besides, wielding a spear with one hand meant he had less power than I did!
However, after switching to one-handed thrusts, every time I blocked his spearhead, he would arc it in the air and strike from another angle—each time faster and more unpredictable. He aimed for my head, chest, and abdomen like a relentless parasite. Strangely enough, the harder I blocked him, the quicker his spear returned to attack. But if I didn't use force to block it, I couldn't stop his strikes either.
After five or six exchanges like this, I grew increasingly alarmed. My Steel Rod was much heavier than his Fine Tube Gun; over time, that weight would affect my speed. This passive situation was draining my strength. Eventually, there would come a moment when I couldn't keep up with Shen Han's rhythm.
In any duel or competition, maintaining rhythm is crucial. This was the most important lesson I learned from sparring with Old Bi and Ah Huang. Once you fall into your opponent's rhythm, you will never have a chance to turn things around. Conversely, if your opponent falls into your rhythm, no matter how fierce they are, they cannot sustain it for long.
I couldn't remain passive any longer! I needed to regain control of the rhythm!
I retreated several steps to diffuse the continuous onslaught of his spear strikes. To my dismay, every step back he took forward kept targeting my upper body.
If this continued, I'd be pushed against the edge! It was time to make a decision.
As Shen Han lunged at me again with a thrust aimed at my chest, I moved both hands to the middle of my staff and pressed the separation button. The Steel Rod quietly split into two Short Staffs. Holding one in each hand, I suddenly used my left hand to deflect his spear while bringing down my right staff for a powerful strike.
At that moment, Shen Han's expression finally changed; he was taken aback as his right hand holding the spear was knocked aside and could not defend against my blow. Although he sidestepped to avoid the direct hit from my staff overhead, I pressed down on his spear with my left staff while sweeping horizontally with my right staff. Despite his desperate attempt to pull back the end of his spear for defense, it was just a moment too late—the end of his spear barely managed to block as my staff struck him in the chest.
With a dull thud echoing through the air, I knew that the force had transferred through the spear and impacted him directly. His body jolted back as he staggered several steps away from me, creating distance between us—Shen Han's strange spear technique had been broken!
"No wonder it's so heavy; it can split into two Short Staffs! Only dual-wielding heavy weapons can counter my shadow-like spear technique," Shen Han remarked with a smile as he looked at the two Short Staffs in my hands. "I initially thought only Qin Sihu posed a threat; little did I know you had hidden talents too, Brother."
This was probably a name he had come up with himself. I chuckled lightly, holding my Short Staff in both hands, "You're not bad either. If it were a long weapon, you might really defeat me. But this is quite enjoyable!"
The approach of Shen Han was completely different from Ah Huang's bold and open shooting style. It was hard to say who was stronger, but they were definitely on the same level. In the past, whether I fought with Old Bi or Ah Huang, it was always a clash of brute force. However, facing Shen Han felt like guarding against a sword in the darkness; that Fine Tube Gun was unpredictable and ever-changing, requiring my full attention.
"Indeed, but you better be careful now," Shen Han smiled and raised his Fine Tube Gun. "I'm going to show my true skills."
True skills?! I focused intently on Shen Han. He didn’t move, still holding the gun with one hand as before. At that moment, an idea struck me, and I charged forward!
I remembered a story about a child who managed to draw with two top Go masters. The child challenged Master A and Master B separately, using A's opening against B and B's response against A. Since A and B were closely matched in skill, the result was that the child managed to draw with both masters.
Smart readers might have guessed what method I intended to use.
That's right! I directly borrowed Qin Sihu's dual-handed technique, using my forward momentum and the strength of my waist and hips to swing the Short Staff in my hands, continuously striking at Shen Han. The hollow steel tube of his gun couldn’t withstand the blows from my Short Staff; even when he tried to counter with his left-hand weapon, he couldn't gain the upper hand.
Each time we clashed, Shen Han's weapon was always deflected by one of my Short Staffs while the other struck swiftly at him. He had no choice but to retreat and dodge, finding himself pushed back toward the edge of the arena just like I had been moments ago.
(To be continued; tomorrow will be even more exciting!)
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