71 The Second Touch Monkey King
Rather than waiting to be happy and complacent at the correct choice, the ring changed formation again.
The large rings failed in one blow, split in two, and continued the pursuit, while the rest of the rings maintained their speed and gradually converged in the direction where they were happy.
Glancing at the ring that came quickly, his brows furrowed into a Sichuan character, the ring is not a problem, you can rely on your body to dodge, the problem is that Hou Yu is gone.
Happy perception quickly covered a range of ten meters around him, and he could keenly capture even the slightest wind and grass, but no matter how strong his perception was, he couldn't capture the traces of Hou Yu's movement.
Either Hou Yu's speed was fast enough to escape the capture of his senses, or Hou Yu didn't get close to Xingxing's side.
If he didn't get closer, why couldn't he be seen?
Where did he go?
I was glad that my thinking that had just been clear was disrupted by my opponent again, and I didn't know what to do for a while.
The rings of different speeds came again, the two fastest flew over the edge of his body, and finally knocked together, the high-speed rotating rings collided with each other and made a piercing friction sound, the color of the ring edge was much duller under the violent friction, the sharp ring blade bumped out of cracks of different sizes, and the other three rings continued to approach from the left, middle and right angles, the speed was not fast, but the victory was stable, the gap of the ring was getting smaller and smaller in the movement, and the range of happy movement was narrowed in disguise.
When it matters most, distance is life.
No matter how strong your body is, there is no point in not having enough distance to exert it.
When there is no way to avoid it, you can only choose to break it head-on.
Happy clenched the sword in his hand, his sore arm shook back, giving himself a force to take the initiative to move forward, the reason why he had always chosen to dodge before was because he didn't know the strength of the opponent, and he didn't want to waste too much energy in the initial collision, but, everything was afraid of but.
Feeling the parasite's reaction, Tian Que let out a cheerful hum.
The replenishment of a large amount of scripture energy made Tianque light up with golden light again, and with a wave of the long sword, he slashed head-on on the ring in the center.
Break it for me!
The happy heart exploded, the swelling pain in the thighs and arms had reached a critical point, and the scripture energy that had nowhere to go finally stopped frantically surging to the happy limbs, and rushed towards a bigger exit.
The long sword slashed out, and the sword body slashed through a golden light, and the gold and black colors collided, but the expected energy collision did not happen, and the energy ring that was almost materialized into an entity suddenly disappeared, and the happy sword seemed to be slashed in the air.
Not good!
The ring light of the black ring flashed and disappeared, and it couldn't resist the slash of the sky at all, and as soon as the sword ring touched, the ring immediately shattered.
Judge from above!
Wrong!
The sense of crisis was not dissipated, and the hairs on the back of the neck stood on end as if they could predict danger.
The ring disappeared, and a black figure miraculously appeared from the center of the ring, the figure's arms were raised high, and the black iron rod in his hand swung downward, the movement was fast and terrifying.
There was a thud of metal, and Joy was pressed to the ground with a strong force, and the huge impact pushed him backwards.
At the critical moment, Xing Xing raised his arm to make a blocking posture, and Tian Que and the black rod collided solidly.
This is also the first time that two people have fought in the real sense, there is no lightning shooting, and there is no competition between you chasing me, just a simple collision of weapons on both sides.
The impact slowed down, Xing barely stabilized his body, he stood up at the first time he stopped, his feet touched the ground on tiptoe, one arm gave the ground a reverse force, and his thighs cooperated with the force, and he actually took the initiative to rush out in the direction where he came.
Everyone in the audience thought that this was a one-sided thrashing at different levels, and from the body that had just been happy to deal with the ring formation, the state after the weapon battle, and the figure of the opponent who had not been able to catch it with the naked eye so far, the people who had previously had three points of doubt about the identity of the heir of the chosen will and seven points of curiosity shook their heads.
More people were speechless, and it seemed that they were also young people with a halo, and they were still too tender.
This included Zhuang Yan, Xie Yi, and the other two generals of Jinchengwei, as well as the retinue of Xiu and Xiu's side.
"Chairman of the Board, it seems that this young man is exactly what you judged, he is simply an embroidered pillow, bearing the false name of the heir of the Chosen Will," a man standing a little farther away behind the cultivator lowered his head and said, he shook his neck slightly as he spoke, the soft fabric of Jinchengwei's uniform seemed to be very uncomfortable for him, but under the nose of the man in front of him, he couldn't be too presumptuous, and he could only relieve the itch in this way.
The cultivation face was expressionless, it stands to reason that he should be happy at the moment, because happiness is just as he thinks, it can be described as vulnerable, a player of this level, there is no need to test his depth at all, he always has an incomprehensible confusion about the things explained by the Venerable, but just as the man who just spoke out is for himself, he is about the same as the status of the Venerable.
Some people, some things, can only be obeyed, no problems are allowed, and no words are allowed.
What's more, the other party is not a human being, and his temperament and temperament cannot be judged according to human standards.
But the strange thing is that at this moment, in the heart of the cultivator, there is an inexplicable hope that Xing Xing can be a little stronger, and a little stronger, at least not like the one in front of him.
Also thinking the same way as him is Zhuang Yan.
Losing is a certainty.
Even Zhuang Yan made a systematic assessment of Xingxing's combat power and future development potential, but in the face of the offensive of absolutely strong opponents, Xingxing, who was at an absolute disadvantage in all data, had no possibility of winning.
Zhuang Yan believes in science, and even for a practitioner of a supernatural human defense system like Jinchengwei, Zhuang Yan has never given up her firm materialistic thinking.
Xie Yi beside him grabbed his arm several times while happily dodging the ring and being knocked to the ground, Zhuang Yan herself was very resistant to this kind of physical touch, but seeing Xie Yi's eyes full of worry and excitement, she was silent.
Brotherhood without any impurities.
Very precious and luxurious.
I haven't seen such pure eyes in many years.
Happy, you have to be more aggressive, don't lose so fast.
At least a few more rounds.
Even Zhuang Yan was surprised why such a strange idea suddenly popped up in her heart, this is not her character.
In fact, Happy is not as embarrassed as the audience thinks, at least that's what he thinks.
With years of practice, Xing successfully avoided the threat of the ring formation, but the biggest problem that always plagued him was that he could not find the position of his opponent, and even the extremely sharp perception could not detect the opponent's position, which was a big blow to Xing in the center of the storm.
But at the same time as splitting the front ring, the opponent finally couldn't hold back the shot, which also confirmed the idea when he was happy to cut the ring with the sword, the existence of the ring is not only to limit his movement space and cause damage, its biggest role is to hide the opponent's body.
As for why the ring can hide its body, he is overjoyed, and the situation in front of him does not allow him to think too much.
The joy that came out of the backlash was unstoppable, and there was transparent air in front of them, and all the audience didn't know why the sudden burst of joy was, and they all thought that he was making a goalless move to save lost face.
At the moment when the other party made a move, the happy perceptual force field finally gave a trace of feedback, and the extremely subtle fluctuations brought joy to great ecstasy.
The ripple was fleeting, and the happy sword had been accurately sharpened on the long-overdue ring.
With a click, Tianqi's sharp blade made a crisp sound.
When and where the sound shouldn't have been. A black list stood in front of him, and Hou Yu's eyes showed a hint of difference, and then he was relieved.
"Good boy, you can see through my ring so quickly. ”
Hou Yu's voice was so small that perhaps only he could hear it.
The iron rod and the spirit sword were separated at the touch, and Hou Yu didn't seem to have the idea of fighting, his figure flashed, and he disappeared here.
Well, I was right!
The idea was confirmed, and he happily stopped putting away his sword, and with a flash of inspiration in his mind, he thought of a way to break through the realm.
Happy suddenly lifted his breath, as if to inhale the oxygen in the entire space into his body, as the air began to flow and the scripture energy of his whole body, the infusion of a large amount of oxygen made his tense spirit relax to a certain extent, and the scripture energy that began to be active flowed happily along the arm towards the spirit sword, and the tiny arc on the rattling sword blade jumped and flowed, and the originally two-foot-long sword was forced to three feet by the abundant scripture energy.
Where the sword blade was, hoarfrost began to condense on the ground, and the air seemed to burn out, and for a while, the entire spirit sword became a vacuum.
Raising his sword in both hands, his happy momentum continued unabated, and he swung it violently at the oncoming ring of different speeds and slowness.
"Give it to me...... Come out!"