In an instant, Huai Shi's movements changed from sluggish to nimble.
It was as if he had transformed into a fish and merged into the sea. He swam in the air as if he was flying. He dodged the white horse's attack at the last moment and smiled at the prince.
Then, with the help of the turbulent undercurrent in the sea, the axe fell without any delay.
Swift as the wind!
In the special seats, the representative of the Theravada Tantra stopped in shock. "That is …"
"Well, what's wrong?" The representative next to him asked, "Did you see anything?"
"No, nothing, I was mistaken."
The representative shook his head slowly, and the doubts in his heart gradually dissipated.
Although it looked like the Theravada Tantra's Dual Blade Technique, the movements were similar, and the core was completely different. It was most likely a coincidence, right?
But was there really such a coincidence?
Huai Shi was like a fish in water!
This set of Dual Blade Technique, which had been completely integrated into the performance method, was displayed in Huai Shi's hands again. As the axe fell, a turbulent undercurrent was set off in the air. Then, the dagger pierced out, bypassed the blade, and stabbed at the prince's neck.
The white horse suddenly turned in the sea and kicked with its iron hooves, but the current pushed Huai Shi to dodge calmly. The dagger slashed again, but was blocked by the sword.
Impeccable swordsmanship was displayed in the deep sea. Even with the heavy pressure and resistance of the sea, the prince was still graceful and did not look embarrassed at all.
The white horse charged, and the blade swept horizontally.
This time, they were evenly matched!
"Amazing."
In the midst of suffocation, Huai Shi's lips opened and closed, and he was not stingy with his praise and appreciation.
The prince smiled, as if they were talking about the same thing. A sudden burst of power on the blade, pushing Huai Shi away.
Huai Shi chased after him and stabbed with his spear, but the sea disappeared in an instant.
The two of them landed on the ground, and the lift suddenly bulged. The stage turned into an ominous grayish-black color. When the light gray light shone on top of their heads and turned into dark clouds, his nose smelled a hallucinatory, pungent smell of sulfur …
An uneasy premonition suddenly emerged.
Just as he was closing in, the ground in front of him suddenly split open, and the youth's pursuit came to an abrupt end. A roll of red cloth flew out from it and soared into the sky …
It was like lava spewing out from a volcano!
Even if it was a red cloth, if it was covered by it, it would probably be burned in an instant, right?
Unable to move forward, Huai Shi dodged backwards, but in the air, he threw the heavy axe towards the torrent in front of him.
A shrill whistle broke through the air.
The blade of the axe spiraled into the lava and tore through the red cloth. It was burned red, and with a raging fire, it spiraled towards the prince's face.
The prince dodged sideways, allowing the axe to fly past his ear.
Then, a chain flew over and tied itself to the handle of the axe.
Huai Shi suddenly tugged at it!
The blade of the axe came back!
Amidst the loud clanging of metal, a cut appeared on the prince's cheek. He no longer looked elegant, but his expression became more dignified and dignified.
The white horse neighed angrily, bypassing the flying lava and galloping towards Huai Shi.
Blade Pierce.
Bang!
The spear and the blade collided in the air.
Huai Shi retreated, but his movements suddenly stagnated … His sleeve was bitten by the white horse!
Could it be like this?
The blade of the sword was already chopping towards his arm!
At the last moment, Huai Shi summoned the sacrificial knife and held it upside down to block, but the blade of the sword wandered over the blade. In the end, it left a bone-deep wound on Huai Shi 'elbow.
The white horse and Huai Shi crossed each other and landed on the ground.
The volcano had disappeared without a trace. In the dramatic change of scenery, the two were already standing at the top of the cathedral. Their feet stepped on the towering flying buttresses, and behind them was the tower that pointed to the sky like a sharp blade.
The white horse nimbly turned around at the top of the cathedral. The prince on the horse stared at the youth in the distance and grinned. "You're really powerful, Huai Shi."
"Same to you."
Huai Shi twisted his neck and applied a Silver Blood Potion to the wound on his elbow. He looked up and asked, "You seem to be having a hard time holding back. Your Highness, do you have any other moves?"
"That's right." The prince nodded.
"So, you're going easy on me?" Huai Shi couldn't help but laugh. "I thought going all out was respecting my opponent."
"It's really a joy to have an opponent like you, Huai Shi."
The prince on the white horse smiled and seemed regretful. "Although it's a bit too much to say this, I just don't want this battle to end too quickly."
"If it's only to this extent, the battle will end soon, Your Highness."
The flames of Mountain Ghost rose from the youth's body. The strength of Yu's Steps erupted, and the footprints were deeply imprinted on the stone carvings of the cathedral. The youth moved forward and grinned. He said word by word, "I'm very powerful."
"Is that so?"
Staring at the youth's eyes, the prince was silent for a moment. Suddenly, he laughed. "So be it! Huai Shi, as you wish, I'll go all out, so — don't lose too quickly! "
At that moment, the prince on the white horse raised the sword in his hand again. The upright blade reflected his handsome face, as dignified as if he was praying.
He called out to the distance.
"— — Lady, please sing for me!"
Then, the soft sound of a harp sounded like a dream.
Just behind the curtain on the left side of the stage, the figure of a young girl appeared. She strummed the harp in her hand and hummed softly. As if she had traveled through thousands of years, the song of yesterday reappeared today.
The legend of the past was being played now.
The forgotten prince stood in front of the enemy again.
The impassioned sound of the horn surged from the melody. Amidst the cheers of countless phantoms, there was a faint but sonorous singing behind the curtain.
That was …
Huai Shi's pupils contracted. Then, he heard the prince's recitation.
"Tobe, or not tobe: this is the question …"
As if reciting a famous poem that had been passed down for thousands of years, the prince raised the sword in his hand. In the mournful and sonorous singing, it was as if he had grasped his own fate.
The legendary prince, the legendary knight, was now standing in front of Huai Shi.
A glorious halo rose from the top of his head. The bright brilliance condensed on his sword. With the roar of the white horse, a pair of huge wings spread out from its body. It rolled up the air, set off a hurricane, and soared above the sky.
"Pegasus?"
Dumbfounded, Huai Shi looked up at the prince who was hovering in the sky. "It's one thing to have background music, but it's like magic. That's too much!"
"Listen, Huai Shi!"
Above the sky, the prince laughed and proudly spread his arms. "This is the elegy of the past. This is the praise and praise from my people to me from the bottom of their hearts.
The so-called prince is definitely not one person! A prince without the protection of his people and his country is no different from a beggar! "
Behind the curtain, the girl's voice gradually became sonorous. In the soul-shaking melody, the white horse neighed. It had a single horn on its head, and it shone like the sun.
Then, the wind whistled, and the horse galloped over.
Boom!
It was just one blow.
Huai Shi flew backward, and he felt his vision darken.
The sound of the horse's hooves gradually approached. The white horse stepped on the air, and it made a roar like the sound of a drum. The singing behind the curtain rose to the peak again. The cold female voice burst upward, and the incredible high-pitched voice turned into a lament and struggle against fate.
The chorus of countless people sounded.
The light on the prince's sword was blazing.
Cut down!
Huai Shi retreated again, but she felt her arms go numb. She was sent flying back several meters, and she spat out a mouthful of blood. She was dumbfounded.
He propped himself up with the spear.
He stared at the prince in the distance who was waiting for the exhausted prince, but he felt powerless from the bottom of his heart.
It was just that it had grown a pair of wings. It was just that it was a little stronger. It was just that it could emit light … but it made people feel powerless.
It was as if there were thousands of people following behind him.
The prince stood in his own kingdom, on his own stage. Tens of thousands of people sang about his achievements and majesty, fairness and wisdom, gentleness and decisiveness.
The legend really came here, in this song.
"BGM, I have it too …"
Huai Shi pulled out his axe and waved it. The illusory sound of a cello sounded from behind the curtain behind him. It was so low, but the prince immediately drew his sword and slashed again.
The roaring symphony crushed the lonely sound of the cello.
Huai Shi staggered back.
"No, Huai Shi, no."
The prince looked down at his embarrassed opponent and was unhappy with his naivety. "If you're always alone, you can't always win. If you're always alone, you don't deserve to be a prince! Is this how you came to challenge me? "
Huai Shi coughed violently and gasped. "To be honest, I didn't think so much … I should have brought a player."
"Think about it, young man. Think about it carefully … Isn't this stage the time to show your bearing?"
The prince spurred his white horse forward and scolded angrily, "But where is the kingdom you're fighting for? Where are the people you're protecting?
Huai Shi, if you're so shallow, you're bound to lose! "
Wasn't the story of the prince like this?
He wouldn't be a king. He wouldn't hide in the castle and sit on the chair farthest away from people.
The prince rode a white horse and walked among his own country.
He was always young, always bright.
He was like the most gentle dream.
It was because of this that he was loved by countless people. It was because of this that many hopes and expectations could be placed on him. He was always righteous, always gentle, always carrying the expectations of the people. He was always victorious, valiant, and would never disappoint.
That was why he was always victorious.
That was why he shone like a star!
"I'm sorry, Your Highness."
Huai Shi stared at his bright appearance and sighed enviously. "Not everyone can be like you …"
That kind of thing, I've never had it, right?
At the end of the day, a prince … At best, I can only follow Old Liu and play the role of a cowherd. I can only be a follower, be splashed with wine and laughed at, and become a meme pack.
Even if I have magic long hair, magic hands, can talk to small animals, and have someone to help me solve my problems, I can't say that I'm a prince, right?
No matter how glamorous a fake is, once it meets the real one, it will reveal its true colors.
What kind of prince is a KTV prince!
He closed his eyes, exhaled the anxious breath in his lungs, clenched his weapon, and invited the prince to fight.
"Come, Your Highness." He whispered, "Your enemy is here."
"You can't even find a country to protect?"
The prince looked down with pity and clenched the blade of his sword.
"Then, let me end this battle …" Lin Yun said with a smile.
He whispered softly, and the horse's hooves hit the ground.
In the majestic light, the pegasus flew up, and thousands of people sang.
The prince raised the sword of light majestically and galloped toward Huai Shi!
Then, the light slashed down!
Huai Shi roared, roared, raised the spear in his hand, and stabbed forward.
At that moment, a roar broke out.
A hurricane swept through.
The tip of the spear and the blade of the sword collided!
He actually … blocked it?
Huai Shi widened his eyes in disbelief.
"Silly boy."
The Crow's sigh sounded in his ears, "Look behind you."
Then, in the dead silence, everyone heard — behind Huai Shi, at the end of the stage, behind the empty curtain, there was the sound of a door being pushed open.
"Are you playing the organ?"
An old and elegant voice sounded, "It just so happens that I learned a little."
Then, the stool was pulled out.
The musician took his seat.
Faint noise and chaos followed closely, and there were disorderly and low footsteps constantly sounded from behind the door, walking into the theater, as if the audience was entering.
Bent old people and women led thin and weak children, with the smell of wind and sand, came here from the forgotten story, looking at the audience uneasily. Finally, they sat in the choir chairs.
Then, the sailors, who were telling each other bad jokes, came in. The captain, who had a pipe in his mouth, walked at the front, picked up the trombone in front of the chair, and ordered, "You guys go and beat the drums. If you don't know how to play, just follow along and shout twice."
The sailors took their positions, and then one figure after another came out from behind the door and went to their seats. They picked up the instruments in front of them with some difficulty, not knowing how to use them.
In the blink of an eye, countless figures had occupied the performance seats behind the curtain. The characters from the story reappeared on this incredible stage, raising their instruments for their savior.
In the end, there was the sound of soft footsteps coming forward, and a slender figure stood at the front. The captain took off his pipe and seemed to be surprised, "Little girl, are you here to sing?"
"Yes."
The girl, who had not laughed for a long time, raised her head and looked at the stage. Across the thin curtain, she asked softly, "Can we start again, Mr. Huai Shi?"
"… Ah, anytime."
After a short silence, Huai Shi nodded slowly, holding back the joy and gratitude in his heart, and his eyes were red.
When he looked up at the prince who had been waiting for a long time, he smiled.
"Do you see? Your Highness. "
Huai Shi raised the weapon in his hand again, "My people have come to me, my country is here!"
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