The Yang Gods of Heaven's Choice had different opinions.
A Yang God who knew him well secretly sent a message. "Senior Brother Pang! It seems that the gathering of providence from the Nine Reduced Square Matrix Technique didn't completely appear in the battle? "
Senior Brother Pang sighed. "Yes! This Swordsman is also a capable person. He couldn't resist the matrix technique, so he simply merged his providence with his opponent's. This way, everyone will be on par and no one will be able to take advantage of the other! Hmm, it's a very clever method! "
The Yang God was surprised. "How did he know that the Heaven's Choice Association used the matrix technique?"
Senior Brother Pang snorted. "Of course he didn't! But such a smart cultivator, if he couldn't see through the obvious providence bias in the previous few times, then he doesn't deserve to stand here!
Why do you think he said those words before the battle? Ancient cultivation, state of mind, sharing, and going forward despite millions of people are all nonsense!
He used those words to temporarily shake his opponent's mind. Even if it was only for a moment, it was enough for him to merge his providence with his opponent's!
The fusion of providence requires a prerequisite, and the prerequisite is that both sides have reached an agreement on a certain point of view! Therefore, I dare say that the two of us, the Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators of the Heaven's Chosen Stage, were shaken when we heard his bullsh * t. Even if we reacted immediately, it was already too late! "
The Yang God was a little speechless. "This guy is too cunning, isn't he?"
Senior Brother Pang sighed. "I'm afraid that this hooligan is cultured!"
The Yang God was silent for a moment. "There is such a person in Zhou Xian, and his Sword Vein is unfathomable. We..."
Senior Brother Pang sneered. "Zhou Xian sword cultivator my ass! How could a cultivation soil like the Immortal of Zhou Upper Realm nurture such a person?
Only fertile soil produces grain, and sand only produces melons! "
The Yang God's eyes lit up. "Senior Brother, then we..."
Senior Brother Pang shook his head. "We don't know anything! Don't worry about him! This is a big problem, and it's inauspicious to touch him... This kind of person is best left to Zhou Xian and the others to deal with! Why are we acting recklessly? Don't let us get our hands dirty when the time comes! "
The high-intensity battle continued for several minutes, but there were still no signs of it slowing down. Even if someone wanted to slow down, the frenzied river of swords would not cooperate at all. It was as if the battle had only just begun!
When someone was still immersed in this crazy rhythm, the other two had no choice but to follow closely, not daring to relax in the slightest.
Guang Chang and Dead Tree could also choose to leave temporarily and come back after some rest. However, if they did that, the previous battle would be meaningless!
Moreover, with Guang Chang's victory, there was no reason for him to relax! His face might belong to others, but his head was his.
Therefore, they continued, and some of them couldn't keep up with the pace!
The sword light was still berserk, but the calmness displayed in the midst of the berserk was the most terrifying. Everyone was an expert, but there were professionals and amateurs among them!
For example, in Guang Chang, how many times had he fought with his head on the line? Unlike a certain someone, who had been in this rhythm ever since he picked up the sword. This was the biggest difference between them!
Some people were pretending to be iron-blooded, while some people were iron-blooded by instinct. After a period of intense clashes, the differences between the two sides finally began to show!
Lou Xiaoyi had no intention of holding back. From the beginning, he had made it clear that he didn't mind sharing. However, since he didn't want to give face, he wouldn't ask again.
Yuanying cultivators should be responsible for their own choices!
Guang Chang Bodhisattva began to exert his strength again. This time, it was different from the beginning. This time, he was fighting with his life on the line. He had no choice but to fight because he only had two hours left. Now, there was less than half an hour left. There wasn't much time left for him.
Relatively speaking, Dead Tree was different from him! The differences between Buddhism and Taoism were gradually revealed after a period of intense fighting. Just like the persistence in the bones of Buddhism, the Buddha's body was ignited; the Taoist's nature was to go with the flow and not fight against the general trend!
Moreover, Dead Tree didn't think that fighting with his life on the line was meaningful. He had already fought with his life on the line and used all his means. What was the point of repeating it again?
He would only leave more loopholes in front of the Swordsman!
After all, a battle between cultivators required their own strength as the foundation. It wasn't something that could be resolved by clenching one's teeth. If one's strength wasn't up to par, there was no point in clenching one's teeth.
His current awkwardness was that he had no way of retreating. He didn't even know where to hide! The monk didn't need to think anymore. There was no place for him to hide. However, he actually had more choices. Only after the battle did he understand the value of the Swordsman's first few sentences.
Dead Tree was still cooperating, just like before. However, there were some subtle changes in his cooperation now. He was more concerned about his own safety in his actions, instead of being hot-blooded and brainless.
It looked like he was accompanying the monk on his last journey!
It was a little tragic, a little helpless! However, if one wanted to fight against the general trend, this seemed to be the inevitable outcome.
If they had changed the scene, the environment, and the atmosphere, the two of them wouldn't have come looking for trouble with the Swordsman. After several battles, they were well aware of the level of each other!
In cultivation, the most taboo thing was to force things. The result wouldn't be good, just like now!
At their level, the so-called backup plan, the so-called comeback, and the so-called fighting to survive from the jaws of death were nothing but jokes made by the ignorant. They would never be careless. A truly powerful cultivator would never be careless, let alone this cold-blooded Swordsman.
Guang Chang's life on the line began to repeat itself. After all, a person's energy was limited, and their trump cards were limited as well. It was impossible to come up with new ideas all the time. It would only become more and more repetitive. When you started to repeat your so-called life on the line technique, the opponent would be able to predict your moves first. Naturally, an opportunity would appear, and the Swordsman was the best at seizing opportunities.
His injuries were worsening. Even with the Nine Statues Guardian Gods, they were still on the same level. They weren't True Gods, so they couldn't be hurt!
His head was bleeding less and less. When the blood ran out, it would be the end of his life. The monk should be grateful to the Swordsman. If the Swordsman had escaped to buy time, he wouldn't even have the chance to struggle!
At the very least, the Swordsman had provided him with a chance to vent his anger!
Withered Tree saw everything clearly from the side! From the beginning to the end, it didn't escape his eyes. He had made the wrong choice from the start, and the result was still a mistake. This was the consequence of going against the trend.
He suddenly felt that the sword cultivator's words were very reasonable. Although it was a little shameless, as a cultivator, he should have this ability. He had to learn to use the great principles and the demeanor of an ancient cultivator to find a way out for himself. There were also various ways to be cowardly, and some of them were even very high and mighty!
While he was distracted, the Bodhisattva of Guang Chang walked to the end …
He just watched quietly. It was a pity, but that was all!
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