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Liu Qingye had no time to turn around and look during the fight. He only felt that the sky suddenly darkened and there was a rumble behind him like thunder. It was indeed the precursor of the sandstorm. He couldn't help but scream in his heart that something was wrong. His moves slowed down and he immediately felt a burning pain in his forearm. A cut was made. He only heard the soldier on the opposite side shouting and the long knife chopped down his head.
Liu Qingye felt a chill in his heart: Stop it, stop it! But he was suddenly pushed aside. It turned out to be Moller, who was screaming and stabbing the enemy's wrist with a dagger.
The soldier's long sword fell out of his hand, and he shouted angrily, and grabbed Moller's neck with his other hand, lifting him up. Although Moller was very strong, the soldier was as tall as an iron tower, and he was lifted up in the air. No matter how he kicked and hit, he couldn't hurt the enemy.
Liu Qingye's right arm was bleeding profusely, and he could no longer fight. However, how could he ignore the danger that Moller was in because of him? He gritted his teeth, changed his left hand to hold the knife, shouted angrily and rushed towards the soldier, using all his strength to stab the waist knife straight into his chest and abdomen.
A puff of dirty blood gushed out, splashing all over Liu Qingye's face, making it impossible for him to open his eyes. He heard the whistling of the wind in his ears, and the flying sand and rocks all cut his face, and he knew that he was in a sandstorm.
"Liu Qingye, run! Run!" Moller grabbed him, "Otherwise you'll be dead!"
Liu Qingye wiped his eyes with his sleeve, but still couldn't see anything. It was pitch black, and the sand and dust kept pouring into his mouth and nose, making it difficult to breathe. He only knew that Moller was pulling his injured arm and trying to drag him somewhere, and the piercing pain spread from the wound to his whole body.
Liu Qingye suspected that he was dead, because everything was quiet, with only a slight "crackling" sound. He opened his eyes hazily, but couldn't see clearly, it seemed to be the kind face of a middle-aged woman - oh, this is not death, seeing my mother? He fell into a deep sleep again.
This time, I don’t know how long I slept, but the surroundings were not so quiet anymore, and it was obvious that someone was talking.
A girl said, "You said he was amazing, but how could he faint and never wake up? I don't believe it."
One of the young men said, "It's true. I saw it with my own eyes. He killed all his enemies by himself, and he was able to lift such a big stone. He is really amazing!"
It was Moller's voice.
Liu Qingye propped himself up and looked at the dazzling sunlight, which made him dizzy. He shook his head vigorously and slowly recalled that Moler had dragged him out of danger that day and ran all the way to this Uyghur village. He fainted when he rushed into Moler's mud house. Moler's mother, Dali Ama, had been taking care of him these days. He looked around carefully and saw that the door of the house was open and the curtain was half lifted. The sunlight came in from there. Looking outside from the opened curtain, it was Moler who was outside.
Moller said, "Miss Dan Ying, my brother is still sick. When he wakes up, I will bring him to see you and walk the horse with you."
The girl was obviously Dan Ying. She spoke in a loud and domineering voice: "You said someone chopped him on the arm and he was sick for many days. Last time I fell off a horse and broke my arm, but I didn't say a word. Humph, you still dare to say he is a hero? I don't believe it! Call him out and show me what he can do!"
Dan Ying was about to come in while talking, but Moller quickly stopped her: "Miss Dan Ying, he is sick. When have I ever lied to you?"
Dan Ying snorted and said, "You're lying to me? I don't think you'd have the guts to do that. Get out of my way or I'll whip you!" As he spoke, he actually pulled out a long golden whip from his waist and shook it, causing dust to fly all over the ground.
Liu Qingye thought to himself, Miss Dan Ying is such a tyrannical character. If she really beats Moller without showing up, it will be his fault. After all, Moller saved him from the sandstorm, so he can't cause trouble for him!
When he thought of this, he jumped up, regardless of the fact that he was top-heavy, stepped out of the tent and said, "Morler, I'm fine now, thank you."
Outside the mud house, the sun was shining brightly. Moler was smiling foolishly, just like the first time they met. The girl next to him, Dan Ying, was wearing a bright red dress, a bright red hat, and a bright red headscarf. Her face looked like rose petals floating on milk. Under her thin black bangs, her stubborn and proud eyebrows were slightly raised, forming two graceful arcs. Her eyes under her long eyelashes were actually emerald green, which was breathtaking. Liu Qingye had originally been disgusted by her words, but when he saw her for the first time, he felt as if he had suddenly seen the sun in winter. He was slightly tipsy and didn't know what to say.
He didn't know what to say, but Dan Ying spoke first. She circled around Liu Qingye, looked him up and down, and said, "You are Liu Qingye? The hero that Moller mentioned?"
Liu Qingye didn't know how to answer.
Dan Ying circled around him again: "It seems that you really look like a human being."
Liu Qingye's slightly tipsy feeling was completely wiped out by her rude words. He felt that Dan Ying was looking at him like a beast, which was really too much. He immediately shut up, frowned, and said nothing.
Dan Ying didn't notice his expression. He bit his nails and thought for a moment before saying, "Hey, Liu Qingye, if you really have the ability that Moler said, just lift up my father's cow for me to see."
Liu Qingye snorted softly and still ignored it.
Dan Ying walked up to him, glared at him and said, "Hey, did you hear me? Go lift the cow up. If you do, I'll give you a reward!"
Liu Qingye shook his sleeves and said coldly: "I don't lift cows."
"You--" Dan Ying's face turned red when he was blocked by him, and he said angrily, "I told you to raise it, and you dared not raise it! Look, I'm going to whip you!" As he said that, he shook the whip, and a lot of dust was raised again.
Liu Qingye couldn't see Dan Ying's movements clearly in the dust, but he suddenly felt his chest lift, and he was actually hit by the whip. He couldn't help but angrily asked, "Why are you hitting someone?"
Dan Ying chuckled: "What? Girl, I will beat you if I want to. If I want you to lift the cow, you have to lift the cow, otherwise - hum!" He whipped her on the head again and licked the tip of Liu Qingye's nose.
Liu Qingye was startled and quickly dodged, letting Dan Ying's whip spit out its tongue in front of his eyes like a snake, and then retracted it. He quickly jumped back a few feet, stood firm again, brushed off the dust on his clothes, and said, "Miss, don't go too far, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!" He didn't know that he had just been hit in the chest by Dan Ying, and his clothes had been torn, and the dust was torn beyond repair.
Dan Ying raised his long eyebrows, his eyes sparkled like stars, he put away the whip and said, "Who asked you to be polite! You are unwilling to lift my father's ox, if you have the guts, come and compete with me. If you beat me, I will believe that you have the ability that Moler said."
Liu Qingye said angrily: "What a joke, whether I have the ability or not is none of your business."
Dan Ying said, "What? You come to my territory and dare not obey me? Watch out -" As soon as he finished speaking, the whip attacked again.
Liu Qingye had no intention of fighting with the girl, but Dan Ying's whip was unequivocal, lashing and lashing, and every move was vicious, as if he was fighting with her to the death, dancing with golden light, stones and sand flying, forcing her to fight back. He had no choice but to use the light skill of willow catkins flying and the palm method of butterflies flying through flowers to fight with Dan Ying.
Moler was anxious, calling the young lady, but the young lady didn't listen, calling the brother, but the brother didn't respond. Instead, a group of people came to watch the fun, and surrounded his house. It turned out that although the Ale tribe, like many Uyghur tribes, had stopped nomadic and turned to agriculture, they still maintained the habits of herdsmen because they settled in an oasis near the grassland. This day was the day of the grassland competition. These people had watched horse riding and archery for a long time, and suddenly found that the competition here was exciting and attractive, so they all ran over from the field to watch. At this time, they saw Liu Qingye dodging and moving, and the red eagle's sleeves fluttering. The herdsmen couldn't help pointing and poking, criticizing, and those who were interested in it placed bets at the time to bet on the winner.
Liu Qingye knew that Dan Ying's martial arts might be considered rare among ordinary herdsmen, but it was still far behind his own. It was just that she was holding the nine-foot long whip, and her moves were so skillful that it was difficult for people to get close to her. However, this difficulty in getting close to her meant that Liu Qingye had practiced a good palm technique but was unable to do anything to her. He kept fighting her, which was really embarrassing!
He thought that this was not a solution. If it went on for too long, the wound on his arm would probably split open, and he would most likely be hit by Dan Ying again. That would be very embarrassing. The only solution now was to end the battle quickly... But how could he defeat Dan Ying?
He recalled the martial arts his master had taught him one by one, and suddenly an idea flashed before his eyes: Yes, this is the method! He immediately showed off his weakness and grabbed the tip of Dan Ying's whip.
Dan Ying saw that this move of his was clearly a move to seek his own destruction, and he was immediately overjoyed. Without thinking, he shook his wrist, allowing the long whip to tightly wrap around Liu Qingye's wrist. He smiled and said, "Lie down, don't you admit defeat?" Then he pulled Liu Qingye with all his strength.
She had never thought that Liu Qingye was secretly exerting strength on his wrist, using the newly learned "Eighteen Falls of the Clothes", a clever strategy of using the opponent's force to defeat the opponent. Dan Ying pulled so hard that she lost her balance and fell backwards. There was a cry of surprise from the crowd, and Moller rushed over to support Dan Ying and said, "Miss Dan Ying, are you okay?"
Dan Ying's face was red with anger, and even his eyes were about to spit fire. Seeing Liu Qingye standing there leisurely, he became even more annoyed. He pushed Moller away, jumped up, pointed at Liu Qingye's nose and said, "Hey, Liu Qingye, what kind of magic did you use? Why did I pull you and you fell backwards?"
Seeing her angry look, Liu Qingye suddenly became cute and coquettish. He swallowed back the sneer he was about to sneer and said with a fist: "Thank you, young lady."
"Thank you!" Dan Ying pouted, "You used magic, it doesn't count, let's start over!"
The people watching nearby also echoed: "Yes, this kid must be using magic, how could Miss Dan Ying lose!"
Liu Qingye was half angry at the people for their lack of vision, and half wanted Dan Ying to admit defeat sincerely. For a moment, he threw all his master's teachings out of his mind, took a horse stance, half hung his hands and said, "Let's do it again. You can push me, I won't move."
Seeing him like this, Moller came up to persuade him: "Liu Qingye, don't be so stubborn, the young lady is very powerful."
Liu Qingye had a childish temper and was trying to show off his power. He was not willing to listen and said in a deep voice, "I'm not afraid of her!"
"Okay, you said it!" Dan Ying shouted, put the whip away and put it on her waist. She really ran two steps and pounced on Liu Qingye with all her strength, grabbing Liu Qingye's shoulders with both hands.
Liu Qingye tilted his head back slightly to avoid the attack, but Dan Ying did not stop. He struck downward with both palms, then suddenly changed the strike into a hook, twisted Liu Qingye's wrist, and shouted, "Get down!" At the same time, he stretched out his leg to sweep Liu Qingye's lower body.
Liu Qingye had never expected that Dan Ying was so eager to win that she would attack him so viciously. If he didn't move, he would have to take her kick. But if he moved, wouldn't he fall into her trap and lose the competition? He thought to himself, a real man can be killed but not humiliated. I've taken a kick, let's see what you can do to me! He refused to move until Dan Ying kicked him and tried to pull him with both hands. Then he used the same trick again and threw Dan Ying out with his skillful force.
But this time, Dan Ying was smart enough to flip over in the air and did not fall down. Instead, Liu Qingye was stunned and suddenly felt a pain in his knee. He lost his balance and fell to his knees.
He knew that someone was plotting against him, so he shouted angrily to Dan Ying, "You shot me from behind!"
Dan Ying didn't seem to expect that he would win like this. He was stunned for a moment before he smiled smugly and said, "Whoever stabbed someone in the back will falsely accuse others if he loses!"
