"Are you happy?" asked the man standing on the other side first.

The heart of joy is empty.

It was only a few dozen meters away from the elevator, and I was happy to walk on thin ice.

From the moment he stepped out of the elevator, he felt that he was surrounded by a cold aura, and the source of the aura was the emanation of the long body on the other side.

This person's facial features are delicate, his face as white as jade always has a faint smile, and a small black stud earring in his right ear shines under a stable light source.

The other party was full of laughter, but I don't know why, but I was happy but felt that he was smiling fakely.

"The rookie of Jinchengwei, the inheritor of the Jizo Speech Spirit, the first in the human world, has long admired it. ”

The other party's voice was very crisp, every word came out, it was like a wind chime blown by the wind hitting his chest, happy chest produced a feeling of discomfort, that feeling was indescribable, the vision appeared confused for a moment, and then quickly recovered.

Happy to return the salute, but not weak-hearted.

Since Xing Xing walked out of the Information Division, whether it is Lao Dingtou, Chu Qiu, Zhuang Yan and everyone who Jin Chengwei knows or has seen, whether they have said it or not, the identity of the heir of Xing Xing's Chosen Will seems to have a different meaning in the eyes of everyone, and the most basic representative is that this person must be very strong and strong.

But he couldn't be more aware of what he was like, facing Tiannanxing and facing Qi Guo, that kind of ubiquitous danger prediction was like a wake-up call to remind him.

I'm strong?

Not necessarily.

At least the opponents encountered in taking on the case are not of the same level.

In the face of a strong enemy, Happy has also had fear, or even retreat, like most young people.

This should be the first time that Gao Xing has officially appeared in the human world as the heir of the Chosen Will in the true sense.

"My name is Chu Bei, I am one of the fourth-generation heirs of the Chu family, I am not talented, I have had several encounters with the previous generation of Yanling heir Xiao Zhiming Brother Xiao, and my lifelong pursuit is to catch up with or even surpass him. The expression of happiness and weakness turned into restraint in Chu Bei's eyes, and Chu Bei took the initiative to continue.

"But there are unforeseen circumstances, and now the heir of the spirit of words has become you, so you have naturally become my target. Chu Bei always stared at his happy eyes when he spoke, his eyes were clear, fanatical, and full of hostility.

"So in the next game, please do your best," Chu Bei took the initiative to take the initiative with the words that did not fall.

Bite!

A crisp metal clash sounded, and the two figures had already exchanged directions in the blink of an eye, Tianque almost appeared without an owner at the moment when Chu Bei was present, and after colliding with Chu Bei's long sword, he was suspended in front of Xing Xing, the Buddha light on the long sword embryo flowed, exuding a gentle buzz, Chu Bei's right hand A light blue long sword tip pointed obliquely at the ground, a white suit without wind and automatic, and the smile on his face was even stronger.

"You use a sword, I use a sword, then let's fight it on the sword. ”

Chu Bei held the sword in front of his chest and took the initiative to attack.

The rear slit tail placket of the white suit loomed in the flickering and moving, and the blue sword light continued to swing out and retract, leaving countless irregular trajectories in the air.

Among the few remaining old men of the Chu clan, an old man with white hair stroked his beard and nodded lightly.

Chu Bei is the one with the best qualifications in the decades that he gave up the things in the clan and concentrated on teaching his juniors, he perfectly inherited his perception of the way of the sword, and what he always insisted on in the heart of the sword was to attack!

On the way of the sword, we must adhere to one direction and always unswervingly work in this direction in order to achieve something.

Attack! Blindly and constantly attack, destroy the enemy's defenses, and disintegrate the enemy's sword heart.

As soon as Kenshin is destroyed, the fighting spirit is lost, so what is there to win?

Changing direction twice in a row, Happy easily dodged the two sword lights of Chu Bei behind him, and the moment his body turned around and wanted to turn back to fight back, Chu Bei suddenly changed the frequency of the sword, stopped his body, and the blue long sword stretched out strangely from behind and swept over, and with a bang, it collided with Happy Suddenly Rushing into the figure.

Happy was full of surprise in his heart, and under the radical change, he subconsciously stopped his body and retreated, and the blue sword light swept in front of him, fortunately it did not hurt him.

The figures of the two of them were so close that they were invisible to the naked eye reappeared, Chu Bei maintained the posture of the long sword stretched forward, and happily looked down at a sword mark on the hem of the black uniform, and the high-quality fabric was swept out by the sword light A crack more than three inches long.

Happy took a few deep breaths, the high-speed movement just now was a lot of physical exertion, he thought that he had touched the frequency of Chu Bei's movement and sword, but just now the other party's sudden change of move completely disrupted the cognition he had just established, and his happy eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Chu Bei.

Chu Bei's sword just now had the initial effect, and he stood with his sword in his eyes, his eyes full of undisguised ecstasy.

He didn't speak, but at this time he felt a fever on his face, his expression, his posture, hurt more than saying 10,000 words.

His breathing gradually calmed down, and he was happy that he was only now beginning to face the enemy in front of him, the same youth, the same spirit, but the difference was the persistence in his eyes.

It was an almost insane obsession with victory.

For a moment, a thought popped into his eyes, "Can I defeat him?"

As soon as the mind moved, the scripture energy in the body moved with it, but the previously smooth energy cycle became a little obscure at this time.

Beside him was the heavenly void that exuded the light of the Buddha, and he happily stretched out his hand to hold the sword, and the long sword seemed to feel the call, and the humming sound suddenly became louder.

"Great! You're finally starting to face this game!"

Although Chu Bei controlled his emotions well, the damage caused by the few swords he had just shot to Xing greatly boosted his confidence, the heir of the spirit of words?

That's it!

It can't be compared with the previous Brother Xiao at all.

That used to be an existence that disintegrated his sword heart with his eyes!

Thinking of that figure that was so majestic that he couldn't look at it directly, a faint sense of excitement spread all over his body, and he couldn't wait to scream out loud.

Although the operation of the power of the scriptures is obscure, it does not mean that it cannot be operated, and the joy forcibly urges the energy of the scriptures to pour into the sky, and the sword light is visible to the naked eye.

Happy always kept his mouth shut, holding his breath in his chest and couldn't get in or out, choking him enough, forcibly swallowing this breath, trying to suppress the nausea, Tianque let out a sword roar, happy no longer had any hesitation on the soles of his feet, and a golden light moved quickly towards Chu Bei's location.

A sword aimed at the enemy!

The scripture energy that can be controlled in the body is quickly evacuated, and the sky is moving forward at full speed, and the scripture energy that cannot be flexibly operated almost makes Happy's body unable to keep up with the speed of the Spirit Sword, but Happiness doesn't care, the real victory or defeat depends on an instant, Happiness now just wants to solve Chu Bei quickly, and in the battle just now, he found some problems.

The first time I came into contact with the sky, in the process of inheriting the will, I was completely pushed by the will to contact the scripture energy, the scripture energy at that time was mellow and gentle, like a docile white rabbit for the joy at that time, and that time out of the sword, a large part of the reason is because the body is really unable to carry too much energy and a release behavior, and even if it is earth-shattering, in fact, it did not cause even the slightest damage to the enemy, now in retrospect, after the matter is over, happy did not further feel the operation mode of the scripture energy, but let it rely on its own inertia。

The time to get the will is not short, but this is the first time that Joy has taken the initiative to use the energy of the scriptures in the real sense of the word, like a child holding a cornucopia and not knowing the essentials, Joy has a trace of remorse, but at this time regret is useless, you must fully control the energy you can control, and rely on it to win the battle in front of you.

There was no time for him to sit down and ponder, and he had to move forward and deal with the enemy in the way he was most familiar with.

Happy held the sword high with both hands, and the forward body gradually left the ground, forming a downward slashing momentum.

Chu Bei felt the happy battle intent for the first time, he no longer suppressed the excitement in his body, and followed the happy posture, and actually made the same posture.

The two of them rushed forward at the same time, and the two sword lights, one gold and one blue, were about to form a split in the air.

Rumble!

The two sword lights collided fiercely, and the fluctuations quickly dispersed in all directions with the two of them as the center.

The two of them landed at the same time, their feet retreated rapidly, Chu Bei took five steps back and forcibly stabilized the retreat, took the lead in stopping, on the other hand, he was happy, and he took a dozen steps back to stop his body.

"What are you hesitating about?" The phantom of the spirit suddenly appeared in Happy Mind, and the old monk's eyes slowly opened in a fog, as if he was not very happy.

"I don't feel the connection between Heaven and Heaven. Yan Ling's tone became more and more indifferent, and his chest rose and fell violently, and he felt that Yan Ling had been staring at him, as if he could pierce the surface and see his heart.

"It seems that you don't really think of me as you, at this moment you can't even exert the strength of the sky, if you are still hesitating, then give me the body. Happy opened his mouth to speak, but found that his mouth was open and he couldn't make any sound, and he seemed to be losing control of his body.

"Don't insult the prestige of the Chosen Will, open your eyes and see how I did it. Yan Ling raised his sleeves and flicked his sleeves, happy to feel that he was free from the shackles of his body, and the sensitivity of his entire perception had increased a lot.

He could clearly see the trajectory of his own movement with the enemy, and the sword that had just been slashed appeared in front of him like a slow motion.

"My brother is a little wrong today..."Xie Yi's originally soothing mood wrinkled tightly together with the defeat of the last sword, and his tone became extremely serious.

Zhuang Yan didn't speak, her fingers pressed tightly on the edge of the tablet, she didn't notice that her emotions had become tense as the battle progressed.