Chapter 657: The Battle That Ended
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And the Huitian seal at this moment perfectly fits the characteristics of the name: Huitian, with the moment the seal is in, everything changes. Whether it is Zhao Shuo, or Shi Qianzhong, and the stunned audience around the ring.
The breath is very stable, the middle qi is very sufficient, the spiritual power is not a trace of disorder and fluctuation, the face is ruddy and complex, and the eyebrows are radiant, no matter what angle you look at, you can only get one answer: Zhao Shuo is in a good state now, just like when he just started the war.
But this is actually very abnormal, because Zhao Shuo obviously suffered a heavy blow, and even more forcibly used a force that did not belong to him, and his throat was once stained, how could it be like this? Could it be that this is actually a disguise, a complete trick to cover the eyes?
No, no, all the changes come from the palms that slapped into his chest, the endless spiritual seal: the seal of returning to the sky.
"I can probably understand why you are so annoying!" Shi Qianzhong said angrily, feeling very bitter.
Yes, there is probably no opponent who will be so annoying as Zhao Shuo in front of him. Halfway through the fight, he suddenly resurrected with full blood, which made Shi Qianzhong very hurt and annoyed: he should have stopped it just now, instead of preparing to take it.
It's not that Zhao Shuo's Huitian Seal is so perverted, in fact, there is a very obvious weakness, that is, preparation time.
Shi Qianzhong had enough time to disrupt the opponent's attack just now, but he didn't do that because he didn't come to win.
As long as Zhao Shuo can consume a lot, Shi Qianzhong can be regarded as winning, this is his requirement for himself, and it has never changed.
When doing things, the most fearful thing is to have other ideas, such as not completing the current goal, and starting to think about the next stage, which is likely to lead to the consequence that even the goal of this stage has not been completed. Shi Qianzhong is not stupid and understands this principle.
It was precisely because he understood this principle that he was misled and let Zhao Shuo go, but he fell into a quagmire.
"That's why I said, you made a wrong decision! You know, I don't like to lie to people!" Zhao Shuo said indifferently.
"But you're not deceiving, so I can't believe you at all!" Shi Qianzhong smiled helplessly, blaming himself.
"Then what's next?" Zhao Shuo asked with a deep look in his eyes, looking at Shi Qianzhong, who was still in a mountain state.
It was obvious that he was looking up at Shi Qianzhong, but he had a condescending spirit, as if everything was already under control.
But isn't that exactly the case? Shi Qianzhong was already wounded, but Zhao Shuo was intact, and the battle continued with the same ending.
And even if it's just asking for a process and fighting for a chance for the next game, the current Shi Qianzhong has little chance.
However, "Since you want to ask me, of course you still have to continue fighting!" Shi Qianzhong smiled, laughing very easily and very freely.
Is this question difficult to answer? Not at all, because the answer to the question was there from the very beginning: fight until the last moment.
It doesn't matter if you win or not, the answer will naturally be revealed at the last moment of the battle, so why think so much?
Shi Qianzhong may be a shrewd guy, but the more shrewd, in fact, the easier it is to see on some issues.
And this, "That's right, I think so too!" Zhao Shuo also held his thoughts, and the two coincided.
Then, the battle began again, and this battle without suspense, but in another way, showed its charm.
"Is it necessary?" In the ring, it was already a completely different world, and there was no audience watching, only two people.
Fengchen doesn't understand it very well, it's obviously impossible to win, why do you continue to fight hard, is there such a big feud and such a big grudge between two people? Do you have to insist on it in this way, you have to use bloodshed to emphasize it? No, it shouldn't be needed.
But Shi Qianzhong is doing it, and he is doing it desperately, although the mountain has been torn by the Doutian Seal several times, and even countless blood has flowed out, dyeing the entire ring red, the mountain is still standing, not giving up, let alone being broken, even if it is the Doutian Seal.
Shi Qianzhong fought very scariably, very terrifying, but even more terrifying was Zhao Shuo. From beginning to end, it is a martial art, and the same martial art has not been used from beginning to end, slashing the sky seal, stabbing the sky seal, and shattering the sky sealγγγγγ Countless names came out of Zhao Shuo's mouth, and none of them were repeated, and the martial arts displayed also had this quality: no move was exactly the same.
Sometimes the mountain is cut in two, sometimes the mountain is opened into a sharp hole, and sometimes the mountain is broken into pieces.
Almost every move can seriously injure Shi Qianzhong, making the blood flow more cheerful, and every move is also taken in the same way.
Shi Qianzhong did not fall, on the contrary, he contributed many attacks, but the effect was not so obvious.
Even, he could clearly see that after attacking and defending again and again, Zhao Shuo's state began to languish again.
There is no injury, even if there is a wound, it is very slight, it is really just because Doutian Yin has used it too much, which brings backlash.
Seeing this scene, Shi Qianzhong smiled again, and smiled happily, but before it lasted a few seconds, the smile froze.
Because he saw a scene that made him want to scold his mother: the same posture appeared again, the same move was staged again, and the pair of palms that incarnated as light seals were imprinted on his chest again in front of Shi Qianzhong, exactly the same as before.
And the next reaction was exactly the same as before: Zhao Shuo regained his full heyday again, looked at the scarred Shi Qianzhong coldly, and slowly opened his mouth: "I said, you made a very wrong decision, and this decision will lead to everything you did in vain!" There was new content compared to before, and Shi Qianzhong finally understood that he actually understood wrongly.
It's not that after not stopping that time, Zhao Shuo got a new life. Rather, he didn't stop the first time, and the second time, did Shi Qianzhong still have the strength to stop it? The answer is no, this is the case with Shi Qianzhong at this moment.
He was originally an evenly matched opponent, but after he suddenly resurrected with full blood in the middle of the fight, and continued to fight to the death, the other party told you that he actually had countless lives, and unless you could stop it at the first time, there was no way.
At this time, Shi Qianzhong didn't have any thoughts except that he wanted to vomit blood, even though he was vomiting blood at the moment.
"How about it, do you want to admit defeat?" Zhao Shuo asked sincerely, even though he already knew the answer to this question.
"If you want your sister, how can I admit defeat to you?!" Shi Qianzhong's answer seemed very inadequate, although he couldn't see that face.
Therefore, he was flattened and slapped hard by a palm, and this palm is called the Seal of the Heavens.
A palm can turn the sky, the strength is strong, and the terror of the power can be seen, but it is like an ordinary slap, lightly imprinted.
Then, the brilliance was exhausted, the spirit was slammed, and the mountain, which was already full of holes, was also planted under this last palm.
At this point, the regional battle for the captain's war area, in the first game of the fourth round, Zhao Shuo vs. Shi Qianzhong, ended with Zhao Shuo's complete victory.
No one could have imagined in advance that such an outcome would be the case in the fourth round, when both sides fought with all their might.
But no one will be afraid of anything, because they saw Zhao Shuo's battle and understood what to do, unlike Shi Qianzhong, who made one wrong step and one wrong step, until he lost all the games, and he was only contributing to others.
"Aren't you going to help him heal?" Fengchen glanced at the clear ripples beside him, and the other party's performance was more indifferent than he imagined.
"I'm not going to cure!" Qing Lianyi shook her head, if someone else asked this question, she would definitely not even answer.
"But I've been cured by you, haven't I?" Fengchen said very seriously, the meaning of which was very clear and simple.
"But you also said that if you can, I will be your exclusive one, right?" Qing Ripple was not annoyed, looking at the wind and dust.
Then, Fengchen was speechless, even if it was just a sigh, if someone took it seriously, Fengchen would not be able to refuse.
Qing Lianyi's attitude was very resolute, which made Fengchen think clearly, but he still wanted to hold on, but he was immediately generalized.
"Then forget it, the other party is still measured!" Fengchen said helplessly, his words were actually a little unconscionable.
The other party is indeed measured, but the guy who has no sense of proportion from beginning to end is Shi Qianzhong himself. It can even be said that it is not him, and he will not make it like this. So who is to blame, there is really nothing to talk about on this question.
"That move, isn't there really a little limit?" One thing that Fengchen was more interested in was actually Dou Tianyin.
Instant recovery may have been prepared for a short second or two, but this ability can already be said to be terrifying.
"There is no limit, because that martial art itself is the biggest limit!" Liu Xun shook his head, dispelling the luck of the wind and dust.
Fighting the Heavenly Seal, fighting with the Heavens, and seizing the law from heaven and earth is an extremely difficult thing in itself. Being able to complete this martial art is the biggest difficulty, and as long as this is completed, the benefits will be obvious to all. Therefore, Liu Xun was not surprised to be able to do that, but it was better to say that he couldn't do this, and Doutian Seal couldn't be called Doutian Seal at all.
"In fact, as long as the persecution is tight, that trick is still difficult to use!" Shan Yue seemed to be comforting Fengchen. None of them forgot one thing, after Fengchen won today, the opponent in the next game was this intact Heaven Fighter, Zhao Shuo.
Although there is a Chu Mingxi in front of him, he is also a terrifying opponent, but sometimes he should look forward and see further.
"Is it really that simple?" Fengchen glanced at Shan Yue deeply, making the other party panic for no reason.
"It's not that simple, since this is his weakness, he will naturally ensure that he will not be targeted by others, or use others to target him! It is very difficult to stop it, unless he can always grasp the rhythm!" Fengchen said to himself, not knowing the object.
A second or two can be short or long, short enough to end a fight, or long enough to be desperate. Because of the similarity in strength, the battle can end very quickly, so fast that it is difficult to detect. But also because of the similarity in strength, the battle can last for a long, long time, so long that it is suffocating. How to choose, it depends on the two people fighting, as long as one of them is unwilling, the situation will change.
But the question is, "Can I change that situation?" Fengchen asked with a heartfelt concern, and then, smiling slightly.
No one understands why Fengchen suddenly laughed, laughing so silly, so stupid, but indeed very happy.
Qing Lianyi didn't understand, Liu Xun didn't understand, Shan Yue didn't understand, and Li Yanshuang, who was passing by Fengchen, didn't understand either.
But it doesn't matter if you don't understand, it's good to speak, so Li Yanshuang spoke: "In the next game, you must win!"
The next game, which game is the next game, why do you have to win, what happens after you win, and what happens if you lose?
Questions like these went around in Fengchen's mind, and in the end they all disappeared, leaving only one answer left for that Qingli's back: "Each other!" Since I want to win, then you must also win, otherwise, it will be unfair.
Qingli's back did not stagnate at all, as if the sound of wind and dust did not reach her ears, and she went on stage like that.
A minute later, the back changed to the front, the pace was still light, and he passed by Fengchen's side again, but he only left surprise.
It's not that I forgot to take something, but the battle that belongs to her has just ended, and the winner can only be her.
It was almost unbelievable for a short time, but no one went back to question the outcome of the battle, because they all saw it. I saw everything, saw the process, and also saw Li Yanshuang's calmness, the tragedy of the crown, and the final ending.
"When did she become so terrifying?" Fengchen turned around and asked, the object of the question was the seriously injured Shi Qianzhong.
"She's always been terrifying, but after meeting you, she doesn't restrain anymore!" Shi Qianzhong didn't think about it and said with a smile.
In a battle, it took twenty seconds to get on the field, twenty seconds to get off the stage, fifteen seconds to wait in the middle, and four seconds left, which was a short stay, and the time to really make a move was only less than a second, and two simple actions were completed.
Take out the sword, close the sword. When these two actions are completed, the enemy is no longer the enemy, but becomes the loser, and the winner is Li Yanshuang.
"How did she win?" Surprised, Shan Yue, as a dazed melon-eating crowd, couldn't help but ask Fengchen.
"Potential, her potential, and the prototype of her spiritual realm have been perfectly combined, so, he has failed!" Fengchen said.
Maybe the crown can make a move, but it is useless. When a battle turns into a one-hit battle, it's the blow that breaks out, not the strength of each blow. The crown is not as good as Li Yanshuang in this regard, it is better to say that it is an area that he is not good at, and this sword already contains too much, so the crown is defeated, there is no suspense, and no one despises it.