Guang Chang felt that he couldn't continue thinking about it. If he did, it would be like what the Swordsman said. He would have to learn from the ancient cultivators, where the three of them poured wine together to comprehend impermanence!
It wasn't like turning enemies into friends. It was like living a carefree life. Even if there were thousands of people around, they would still do as they pleased!
This was no longer the environment for ancient cultivators! Why are you f * cking doing this? If you were in Zhou Xian and they were the ones saying these words, how would you f * cking choose?
You can't be such a hooligan!
Moreover, he realized that the dead tree next to him seemed to be thinking too much! In this regard, the Buddhist heart was usually firmer than the Taoist heart!
He didn't say much. It was useless to say anything now. He rushed forward and twisted his hand on his own head. His head was already in his hand!
This was not suicide, but the most miraculous of his nine Guardian Gods, the Guardian God of Head Snatching!
Head-Holding was an attitude! It was a bit like the military saying, "If you don't succeed, you'll bring your head to me!"
In fact, it was a buff to himself. In this state, he could use the abilities of the other eight guardians at will, and the power would be much higher. However, the price he had to pay was that if he didn't succeed, he would never be able to put his head back!
His Guardian's Head-Holding, Blood Holding, and Clean Holding.
The difference was that if he first transformed into a guardian and then head-holding, it would be Clean Holding. This state would last for a long time, up to tens or hundreds of years. As long as the target died, he would be able to put his head back. However, this kind of head-holding had a limited effect on the battle, about 20% to 30%.
Blood Holding was just like what he was doing now. He would twist his head on his real body and then transform into a guardian. This state could increase his strength by at least 50%! The price was that he only had two hours. Once the two hours were up, he would collapse and disappear without needing to be killed.
He wanted to use this method to tell the dead tree, "I've done what we discussed. What about you?"
Seeing that Guang Chang acted as promised, the dead tree sighed in his heart. He abandoned his selfish thoughts and pointed his hand. The thundercloud was about to form, but he didn't have the chance to strike because the Swordsman, who kept talking about the ancient cultivators, had already swept up the flying swords in the sky!
Words were words, actions were actions! Lou Xiaoyi wasn't going to give them a chance to strike after he finished his lecture.
What face? What state of mind? What ancient cultivation … His life was more important!
In the blink of an eye, the three of them came together. Thunder rumbled and the Sword Qi was like a river. Under the main theme, the Guardians of Guang Chang appeared and disappeared unpredictably. Owls, live snakes, lion beasts, pestles, and Buddhist swords came and went!
Life and death often happened in the blink of an eye, and changes were often unexpected!
This was the most intense battle, but it was also the most interesting battle. Because the three of them were all good at evading, those with poor eyesight would not be able to keep up with their rhythm, let alone understand their tactics … There was only one word to describe it, and that was it.
Without a defense-type cultivator, everything was happening at an extremely fast pace. Attacks were often unable to be used to their fullest potential. Once they saw that they weren't doing well, they would immediately change. Once they attacked, they would immediately withdraw, and once they touched, they would disperse. It was a competition of foundations and even more so, a competition of performance. Most importantly, it was the limit of judgment in the time it took for a spark to fly off a flint.
Here, plans simply couldn't keep up with changes. Everything was purely based on instinct, based on hundreds and thousands of years of experience. As they subconsciously executed their moves, each of them condensed their profound understanding of battle!
It had to be said that from a technical level alone, this was Lou Xiaoyi's most hearty battle in the past thousand years of cultivation. It was the strength of the opponents, the evenness of the opponents, and the uncertainty of everything!
He liked this kind of decisive battle, and the other two were also good at it. Only when the three of them went all out, the true essence of the battle was quietly unveiled! In the eyes of the tens of thousands of spectators, how many of them shook their heads and sighed, how many of them felt ashamed of their inferiority, and how many of them set new goals for themselves?
This was a benchmark. If you couldn't reach this level, don't call yourself a strong expert!
There was no trump card, because every move was a trump card!
There was no holding back, because in the next moment, you might be powerless forever!
There was no conspiracy, because the extremely fast pace of the battle instinctively made your mind unable to focus on other aspects!
There was no mutual destruction, because every time it happened, it would be mutual destruction!
Lou Xiaoyi's pre-battle mentality was shaken, but it was useless in the face of life and death. How could a top-notch Yuanying still consider such nonsense at this time?
Everything was instinctive, a killing intent hidden deep in the human soul! It was a pure desire to battle! It was a desire to indulge in everything and only seek pleasure!
This rhythm became faster and faster, just like the strings of a zither getting faster and faster. In the end, whoever couldn't hold on would die!
Injury? This was a question that didn't need to be considered at all! Because everyone was injured! Exchanging injury for life was the norm, and exchanging life for life was also normal.
Everyone knew that if they didn't fight, they would die! There was no such thing as a soft-hearted person here!
This was a stage for people of their level!
Black Star was dazzled. Towards this senior brother, well, before he came, he was still a junior brother. He had always felt that this person was too strange and wasn't on the right path. But now, he understood. Previously, he seemed to be scheming a lot, but it was only because he hadn't met his match that he was lazy!
With the strength that Single-ear had displayed, it wasn't wrong for him to call him senior brother! In fact, he could even be his martial uncle!
His worry had never stopped since the beginning, and now, it was getting deeper and deeper, to the point that he couldn't help but open his mouth.
"Martial uncle, if they fight like this, won't there be too many coincidences?"
Qiang Di's expression didn't change. "Cultivation is something formed by too many coincidences! Without coincidences, there is no cultivation!
In a battle, you have to look at the essence! What is the essence of their battle? Can you see it? "
Black Star was stunned. Essence? Sword? Lightning? Buddha? Cultivation? Dao realm? None of them!
Qiang Di smiled. He was really not worried, because everything was going according to the Swordsman's rhythm!
"In such a battle, everything else is secondary. The most important thing is willpower! Without a battle heart that has been tempered, you won't be able to hold on for long! It's not something that can be done with hot-bloodedness!
The foundation of willpower is the spirit! It's not about the strength of your spirit, but the refinement!
It's like an old vine, tenacious within! "
Yu Chang nodded. He was even more direct. "Among the three of them, Guang Chang's fighting style is the most hot-blooded! This doesn't seem to be in line with what Buddhists have always pursued. It's not what it looks like, and it can't last long! I think he'll be the first to give up!
Ku Mu, this person's Lightning Technique is very impressive. Many Perfected Lords can't do it. He's not just hot-bloodedness. In such a battle, he knows how to restrain himself because he's worried!
What's so scary about a worried Lightning Cultivator? Lightning Techniques should be hot-blooded in the first place!
Look at your senior brother! He's just acting! He looks like he's going to charge forward bravely, but he's actually very calm from the start!
He's not hot-blooded or numb! He's not rash or reserved! That's because such a battle is the most ordinary way of fighting for a Swordsman! When you're already used to fighting like this, what's there to be excited about?
It's just one of the countless times you'll die!
The excitement on his face was just to make his opponents excited as well!
You have to know that excitement can't last long! There's bound to be a moment of weakness! "
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