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Humans were born with the desire to fight and the instinct to enjoy fighting. This was no different from beasts. The thrill of life and death, the feeling of being unscrupulous, the sense of conquering, and the sense of accomplishment of turning the tables. This was the so-called meeting one's match, the thrill of fighting.
But what did it feel like when your opponent never saw you as an opponent? Wang Nianzhi didn't know in the past, but with the reputation of being the best swordsman on the 72 Islands of the East Sea, even Gu Jiansheng didn't dare to underestimate him. But now he knew this feeling — —
"Really, how dare they!" Wang Nianzhi was unprecedentedly angry. Although the two youths in front of him were exchanging blows with him, they saw each other as opponents, as if he was just a medium for them to compete. For the first time in his life, he felt that the sword technique was so irritating. When he was extremely angry, he would use it!
Wang Nianzhi spat out his sword energy and shook off the two people who were tangled with him. His body spun in the air and then spun out seven phantoms that were no different from real people. The seven phantoms each used a move from the Seven Changes of the Sly Fireflies and attacked Ming Ye and Ren Jiuxiao like ghosts.
Ming Ye and Ren Jiuxiao were both on guard, but they were completely fearless. Ming Ye raised his sword to the sky and stomped his feet on the ground, using his body to attract the Heavenly Thunder and Earthly Fire. The ferocious Earthly Fire and the rolling Heavenly Thunder converged into a fierce strike and slashed out, wrapping all the phantoms within it.
"Don't fight with me!" Ren Jiuxiao threw the broken sword into the sword coffin that flew over on its own, and suddenly slapped the sword coffin. The broken sword entered the coffin, but it turned into thousands of sharp Sword Qis, rushing to be the first to pour out, also sweeping towards all the illusions, afraid that they would be a step too slow.
There was no tacit understanding, no cooperation at all. The two of them were fighting to block all the phantoms together and fight against Wang Nianzhi's Seven Changes of the Sly Fireflies!
The two phantoms passed through the thunder fire and the sword auras like ghosts!
"Shing!" The flesh under Ming Ye's ribs burst open, using his blood as fuel. The thunder fire crackled and burned even more fiercely.
"Hiss!" A deep cut appeared on Ren Jiuxiao's shoulder and blood flowed down his arm to the sword coffin.
In the eyes of others, the outcome was decided, but Ren Jiuxiao and Ming Ye didn't think so because they hadn't fought yet!
After taking the blow, the two didn't wait to catch their breath and fought again, not giving Wang Nianzhi a chance to catch his breath.
The sword in his hand became smoother and smoother. Stab, pick, sweep, fly, wipe, cut, each move radiated a completely different power under the sword light. Wang Nianzhi turned around to dodge, but the high stone slab under his feet was not so lucky. It was cut into crisscrossed pieces like a piece of tofu.
Ming Ye did not say a word, but a smile naturally appeared on his usually icy face. If he was unable to cultivate in the future, if this was his last battle, then this battle must be satisfying! In close combat, Ming Ye displayed his fine control over his Zhen Qi. He locked his power in his sword. He didn't wave his sword, but the flame power on his sword was so hot that it could roast the air. Wang Nianzhi didn't doubt that if he was careless and got hit by the sword, he would be burnt to a crisp in an instant. The only way was to block all of Ming Ye's attacks, but when the two swords clashed, Ming Ye's hidden electric force would drill into his body from every pore, causing him to be unable to bear it.
Even so, Wang Nianzhi still had the upper hand.
However, Ren Jiuxiao and Ming Ye's injuries accumulated, and the more they fought, the braver they became. If you're strong, I'm stronger. If you're fast, I'm faster. As they competed with each other, their potential was continuously stimulated, and each sword attack surpassed the previous one.
It wasn't a two-on-one battle, but it was more powerful than any other. Finally —
Ming Ye's shoulder was pierced by Wang Nianzhi's sword, but he acted as if he didn't feel the pain. He grabbed Wang Nianzhi's sword with one hand and stabbed it at Wang Nianzhi's face with the other. Wang Nianzhi only felt a wave of heat coming at him, and his hair curled up under the heat. Behind him, Ren Jiuxiao also shook his sword light and stabbed at the vital acupoint on his back.
"Back off!" Wang Nianzhi changed his moves, lowering his waist and twisting his wrist. He used his sword like a spear, and flipped Ming Ye half a circle before smashing him hard at Ren Jiuxiao behind him.
Seeing that the two of them were colliding, Ming Ye stepped on Ren Jiuxiao's blade and transferred all the strength in his body to him. At the same time, he used the force to turn around and regroup his attack before falling from the sky. A blazing fireball condensed at the tip of the sword and struck at Wang Nianzhi. It was the move of the Nine Suns Clear Sky Sword Technique — "Sunset Falls in the West, Red Clouds Stain Everywhere."
Ren Jiuxiao cursed in a low voice, and the broken sword was about to pierce the ground, plowing a straight sword mark. Sparks flew everywhere as he stopped retreating. As soon as he stopped retreating, Ren Jiuxiao raised his sword, and a row of bricks rolled up like a mat. At the same time, he used the bricks to block Wang Nianzhi's line of sight. He waved his broken sword continuously, and light golden sharp sword aura crisscrossed, cutting the bricks into small pieces. The sword aura had already arrived.
The incoming moves were all extraordinary. Wang Nianzhi also used his movement technique, dragging a strange afterimage to dodge the incoming moves. Under the afterimage of the sword aura and flame, three figures quickly intertwined and then stood in a triangle. For a moment, there was no sound in the surroundings.
"Chi!"
"Chi!"
Ming Ye and Ren Jiuxiao each had a bone-deep wound on their backs, breaking the moment of silence. Then, a mist of blood floated in the air, and it was a tragic sight.
"Chi!" Wang Nianzhi was also injured for the first time. Two sword marks that could barely be considered injuries appeared on his shoulder and arm at the same time.
The two juniors worked together to injure Wang Nianzhi, who was famous for being a cripple of poetry and books. Although it was only a minor injury, it was enough for them to brag about. However —
At the same time?
Then the outcome of the battle was not decided!
Ming Ye and Ren Jiuxiao sealed their acupoints to seal their blood, and then attacked again. Their eyes were burning with joy, as if they had met their match.
"Enough! What are you guys so happy about?! " Wang Nianzhi was furious. He only felt that he was being looked down on like never before. In his anger, he used his ultimate move again, and the seven phantoms appeared again with a roar.
It looked like he was using the same old move, but in fact, the seven moves of the Sly Firefly's Seven Transformations were used at the same time, and according to the sequence, they could form various combinations. It looked like the same move, but in fact, it was unpredictable.
He used his powerful sword move again, but Wang Nianzhi had a feeling that after this move, the two people would still be able to stand, just like every time they were injured. He thought he could defeat them, but they attacked even more fiercely, and would not stop until the outcome of the battle was decided. However, he still attacked fiercely because he had nowhere to vent the anger in his heart!
Just as the two of them were about to receive the move, a sudden change occurred. Water vapor condensed, and a water dragon appeared out of thin air, shaking its body and pouncing towards Ming Ye.
"Squeak — la —" The water vapor and the flame collided, turning into steam. Ming Ye resisted the water dragon, but was lifted off the ground, and was knocked out of the mountain gate along with the dragon.
Ming Ye was suddenly hit, and Ren Jiuxiao could not hold on alone. In the dense water vapor, blurry silhouettes could be seen, and the sound of weapons clashing could be heard. Suddenly, the sound of weapons clashing stopped, and was replaced by a scream. The water vapor was suddenly torn apart by the strong wind, and Wang Nianzhi's steady figure appeared in the center of the wind. Ren Jiuxiao had already vomited blood, and was sent flying. He fell off the stage, and knelt on the ground with his sword! He wanted to get up, but immediately fell down, and was supported by a few disciples of Ling Xiao Sword School. His blood was boiling, and he could not speak.
"What are you doing!"
"What are you doing!"
Two voices, one old and one young, rang out at the same time. Wang Nianzhi and Miao Miao glared at the summoner of the water dragon, and also the initiator of the battle — Princess Linglong, who was yawning.
"Little girl, why are you so fierce? Didn't you want to stop your little lover? Now that I'm helping you, aren't you going to thank me?" Princess Linglong condensed her Qi into pearls, and with a flick of her finger, three water droplets flew out, unsealing Miao Miao's sealed acupoints.
Miao Miao glared at Princess Linglong again, and hurriedly ran down the mountain to look for Ming Ye.
Princess Linglong said to Wang Nianzhi confidently, "Don't forget what you're here for. But why are you so hesitant to deal with two juniors? If it weren't for me, who knows how long you'd have dragged this out."
According to human rules, Wang Nianzhi was fighting with two juniors in front of so many people. If others helped him, it would be considered an insult, no matter what their intentions were. If word got out, they would only be laughed at. Therefore, even though there were many people present, they could only wait quietly for the result. But Princess Linglong was a demon, and she did as she pleased, completely ignoring human rules. Wang Nianzhi was furious, but he had nowhere to vent his anger. He could only shake his sword angrily, and continue with what he had been interrupted.
"Let's see if anyone will save you now!" Wang Nianzhi pointed his sword at Ying Feiyang, ready to vent all his anger on him.
Ying Feiyang's head hung low, and his drooping hair covered his eyes. To others, he looked like he was waiting for death, but they did not see that under the cover of his hair, Ying Feiyang's eyes were clear and focused on the shadow under his feet. He said softly, "It's time."
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"It's time!"
He looked up and muttered to himself as he looked at the slowly moving sun outside the room.
It was almost noon, but the punishment for Ying Feiyang was still not over. He had thought that he could let Wang Nianzhi and the others do it for him, but now it seemed that he had to do it himself.
He sighed, but thought to himself, "It's fine. I can only be at ease if I do it myself."
After making up his mind, he stood up, and the bones in his body crackled like beans being fried. He used the Bone Shrinkage Technique to change his body shape.
He then put on an ordinary High Firmament Sword Sect robe, equipped with a standard longsword, and put on a human skin mask. In the blink of an eye, the person in the mirror had become another person. He looked up and down to make sure that there were no flaws. No one would be able to recognize him based on his appearance.
Then, he walked out calmly. Now that the people of Ling Xiao Sword School had their eyes on the public trial in front of the hall, no one would notice his movements. Of course, even if they did, he could easily avoid everyone's eyes with his skills.
He walked past the most crowded hall of the main peak and sped up. His destination was the Sword Comprehension Cave of Misty Peak.
If noon was Gu Jiansheng's declining period, then he was confident that he could remove Sword Crown's name.
Yes, if.
He knew that there were many things he had to do, and he could only fight for an "if". But nothing was absolute in this world, not to mention that he had to gamble this time!
Soon, he arrived at Misty Peak. There was no one around Misty Peak, and the Sword Comprehension Cave was a forbidden area. The disciples of Ling Xiao Sword School all thought that the Sword Comprehension Cave was set as a forbidden area to prevent disciples from disturbing Sword Crown's cultivation, but they didn't know that it was actually to cover up a lie and not let the disciples find out that the Sword Comprehension Cave was actually empty.
Gu Jiansheng had never been in the Sword Comprehension Cave for the past eight years, except for today!
The Sword Comprehension Cave was on a cliff, and there was a sword formation restriction outside. In fact, it was difficult for ordinary disciples to get close.
But for him, any kind of cliff was no different from flat ground. As for the restriction? He happened to be one of the people who had the qualifications and status to travel unhindered everywhere in Ling Xiao Sword School. Naturally, he knew the method to close the restriction.
He stuck close to the cliff, and like a light feather, he landed lightly in front of the Sword Comprehension Cave. Not even a speck of dust was stirred up. He softly chanted a few incantations, and the invisible sword formation restriction at the entrance of the cave was removed by him. Then, he quietly entered the cave.
The natural cave was like a winding snake, and the side walls were densely covered with dense sword marks. At that time, the ancestors of the past had obtained it by chance when they were comprehending the sword in the cave. Every sword mark could be a treasure, but he was not in the mood to take another look at it.
His essence, Qi, and spirit were all adjusted to the best state as he moved. He needed to be completely focused in order to ensure that the next attack would be foolproof.
Finally, at the end of the winding cave, he saw that figure. That figure was sitting on a praying mat against the wall, leaving only an unguarded back view. At a glance, he could not tell how deep it was, but it had a kind of captivating charm.
"Sorry!" He said silently in his heart, holding the hilt firmly, and his killing intent suddenly reached its peak!
Just at the moment when he was about to move, he suddenly felt a stronger killing intent overflow from that figure!
"No!" This kind of killing intent was not what Gu Jian Sheng should have, but belonged to someone else — He Guqiong!
With a thought, his killing intent leaked out, and the next moment, a Sword Qi with the Qi of Nirvana came straight at him.
"It's a trap!" He knew in his heart, but he was not as surprised as he had expected. Because he had weighed all the possibilities before he attacked, and the fact was that he had lost the gamble. After losing the gamble, the most important thing was to stop the loss.
With a tap of his foot, he and the Sword Qi, one advancing and one retreating, suddenly turned around to avoid the Sword Qi, while the silhouette also turned around to attack. Although it was disguised, it was undoubtedly He Guqiong.
"Where are you going!" He Guqiong chased relentlessly, and several more Sword Qi shot at him, but he did not have the slightest intention to fight, because He Guqiong knew him well enough. Once they fought, it was very likely that he would be recognized, so he just kept retreating. The moment he came out of the cave, he waved his hand, and the sword array at the entrance of the cave changed accordingly, forming a new array. The next moment, the Sword Qi shot out from the ground, and the new sword array blocked He Guqiong's pursuit.
The sword array naturally could not stop He Guqiong, but even for a moment, it was enough for him to escape. He rose on his sword and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
But he did not notice that his body was stained with a faint fragrance, which could not be dispersed no matter how much the mountain wind blew.
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