Lord of the Desert

Chapter 274 Consciousness
Six rounds of arrows passed by, and Hong Sheng was hit for the first time.

The distance between the two sides is still 20 meters.

From this arrow, his defeat was determined.

"Ah Sheng is not weak even at the peak of Heavenly Soul, but facing the Honglu Formation, this is the limit."

Hong Li commented.

Sure enough, in the next three rounds of arrow rain, Hong Sheng's accuracy declined further and he was hit one after another.

He stopped trying to break through and waved his hand.

The martial arts performance was interrupted.

Hong She went over to deliver the antidote.

After Hong Sheng took it, he meditated and regained his strength after a while.

"The next step is to assume that the opponent breaks the arrow formation."

Hong Wu explained.

In the Honglu Formation, the heavy armored soldiers gave up their iron bows and replaced them with heavy shields and single swords.

Then, powerful flames gathered from each ten-man team.

The air twisted and rose, and Hong Fan visually estimated that the temperature was about five to six hundred degrees.

"Seven-step cage?"

he asked in surprise.

"It's a weakened version."

Hong Wu smiled.

"The innate flame flow is the basis of the seven-step cage. It stands to reason that it cannot be used without the interaction between heaven and man."

"Fortunately, the difficulty of this move lies in the squandering of true energy, so we can rely on combined efforts to make a trick."

As he spoke, Hong Sheng entered the battle to fight.

In the rolling heat, he quickly advanced and exited with one against ten, showing the absolute combat power of the Xiaowu Leak Realm.

As for the high temperature of [-] degrees, it is naturally ineffective against Hong Sheng.

"You have also seen snake men in the city who have innate fighting power, surpassing Ah Sheng by an unknown amount. Compared with those in the Penetration Realm, they are like a child versus an adult."

Hong Wu said, looking at the battle group - three ten-man shield formations were constantly compressing their positions, making the heat flow stronger.

"Compared with innate masters, the biggest difference is not the power of moves, but speed, agility, and reaction."

Hong Wu looked at the heavy armored soldiers knocked down by Hong Sheng and sighed softly.

"If you can't erase this threshold, thirty one-on-one is just thirty one-on-one; no matter how sharp your weapon is, not even a hair can hurt the opponent."

"It is precisely because of this that the Hong Furnace Formation was created."

His tone was both heavy and proud.

"The so-called Hong Lu means that there is no move, and there is no need to parry; as long as the opponent gets close, he will naturally be harmed."

Hong Fan summarized.

"It's really cruel to exchange one life for one kill."

He sighed, fully understanding the purpose of the formation here.

"It is inevitable that the weak will defeat the strong."

The person who answered was "King Huo Xuming" Hong Ming.

The following people were trained by him.

"With the Hong Furnace Formation, life is no longer life, but has become a consumable product like arrows, true energy, and true essence."

"The gap in cultivation, the absolute gap in strength, speed, five senses, etc., is the cruelty of martial arts."

"If a weak person cherishes his life, then he has no chance of winning."

Hong Ming's tone was relaxed, but there was an iron-blooded and domineering undertone.

"'When you follow me later, don't treat yourself as a human being, just as a target'; this was the lesson I gave them when they faced Li Heming."

He rubbed the long beard under his chin with his fingertips.

"Brother Fan, you have lived in Xijing for a long time now, and your horizons are broad - in those luxurious places, a penetrating realm is nothing."

"But the Honglu Formation is used at the last moment to defend the Lord."

"With a large shield, iron armor, and a risking life, even Li Heming must at least be able to use his Thunder Sword with all his strength!"

Hong Ming pressed his knees and said, turning his head to look deeply.

Hong Fan looked at him and nodded silently.

In the previous life, in the early [-]th century, European cavalry were equipped with a large number of breastplates in order to withstand muskets.

In 1829, French officer Jaquino described in the "Military History Course" that the seven to eight kilogram breastplates equipped by French cuirassiers could block rifle bullets fired from a hundred meters away.

The armor is only installed on the chest because this is where the heart is.

The martial arts performance was coming to an end. After knocking down 17 people, Hong Sheng exhausted his energy and surrendered.

Over the past two years, Hong Fan has practiced diligently and developed many killing methods.In his opinion, the Honglu Formation itself did not have any astonishing subtlety or ingenuity.

Only the intention and awareness behind it can't help but move people.

"I have been away from home for half a year and met many aristocratic families."

Hong Fan straightened up and sighed.

"Based on the spirit, energy and spirit, I think there are not as many as my family!"

Just two sentences.

But it is sincere and comes from the heart.

……

That night, New Year's Eve.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, Hong Fan, Hong Fu and other brothers watched the fireworks set off by their family.

The next day is the first day of the 29th year of Zhenghe.

As usual, the ancestral hall was opened and clan sacrifices were held.

Hong Fan served as the officiant this time.

In the second grade of junior high school, things became more complicated and numerous.

In the morning, Hong Fan first walked around to all the elders of the clan, and in the afternoon he met with Hong Wu and Hong Sheng the disciples of the Chen family in Xijing who came over on Qingqing.

Mrs. Hong Chen was also there, with a rare smile on her face.

In the evening, Hong Fan went to the banquet hosted by Jin Hai's new Chief Supervisor of Equipment Manufacturing. With the news that Wen Zhongguan had been promoted to supervisor, at least within the Liangzhou system, Hong Fan's energy was already well known.

It wasn't until the third day of the Lunar New Year, the sixth day after returning to his hometown, that he had time to meet with his peers in the city.

It is afternoon.

The location is the Cui Family Courtyard, which is more private than Tinghai Pavilion or Jinfeng Tower.

When Hong Fan arrived, more than ten people were already there.

There was only one woman in the house.

Of course it’s Zheng Furui.

But compared to before, this city guard daughter was completely different.

She was not wearing a skirt, but was wearing a military uniform, her hair was tied in a man bun, and her mouth was covered with thin calluses.

His expression was calm, only for a moment when Hong Fan entered the room, and a slight puff of smoke rose up.

"Master Hong, long time no see."

She no longer calls Hong Fan by name at will.

"We haven't seen each other for more than half a year, why are we so different?"

Hong Fan smiled curiously.

"Not long after you left, I started practicing martial arts."

Zheng Furui replied.

"Now I have just opened up two serious paths."

"Oh? Which family do you belong to?"

Hong Fan was surprised and asked again.

The Zheng family comes from the south of the Yangtze River and is not a martial arts family. Zheng Zhun only knows some health-preserving boxing techniques that are limited to the inner vision realm.

So if she wanted to practice martial arts, she could only find an outside master.

"Sister Fu Rui is now my junior sister."

Gao Junxia took the initiative to answer, with a gentle tone.

"Master Ge personally accepts disciples in June."

Ge Tianlang Hongfan had met him several times. He was the master of the Whirlpool Sect, a person in the realm of communion between heaven and man, and had fought against Broken Ya.

"So it was just six months ago?"

Hong Fan gave a polite compliment.

"It took half a year to break through from the realm of inner vision to two serious realms. It's very slow."

Zheng Fuli looked somewhat arrogant when he heard this - it should be noted that the martial arts talent of the person in front of him was recognized as the ceiling in Jinhai City.

But she immediately shook her head.

"With this progress, it's just that the family doesn't hesitate to waste the pills."

Miss Zheng was in such a state that Hong Fan almost didn't recognize her.

In his mind, two figures flashed across his mind: the girl who raised her chin to teach him martial arts, and the tall young man who was reciting poetry to the girl.

But these reveries were immediately covered up by the new greetings in the tea room.

(End of this chapter)