Yuan Liang did not give up the dagger, but instead held the phosphorescent short sword in one hand and the dagger in the other. Ronan saw the other party's posture and showed a trace of regret in his eyes, as if it was because the swordsman in front of him had such a dual-wielding weapon because of his distrust of his original short sword.

Yuan Liang didn't see the emotion in Ronan's eyes, and his spirit seemed to have sunk on the short sword since he took out the short sword that had been refrigerated for many years.

"The look is okay, but it's not enough. Ronan muttered something in a low voice and then took the lead in attacking with a sword in both hands, Ronan and Motora had completely different fighting styles, and he ran forward with a very large stride. In general, it is rare to use big strides in battles between masters, so that there will be a lot less variation and allow the opponent to seize the gap.

But Ronan is different, and his momentum rises a few points with every step he takes. In Yuan Liang's eyes, this young man with a heavy sword seemed to have turned into an invincible god of war in the process of approaching, and the two-handed heavy sword in his hand slashed over with a momentum that gave up no one else.

Yuan Liang could see that if he let the other party continue to rush, he was afraid that the qi contained in this sword would have an unpredictable effect, and he was afraid that it would be difficult for him to dodge at that time. At that moment, he did not hesitate to rush towards Ronan head-on, and engaged him when the opponent's momentum was not yet fully up.

The two met each other, and Yuan Liang immediately used his short sword to vent his heavy sword to the side, and then attacked with the dagger in his other hand. However, upon this contact, Yuan Liang found that Ronan's heavy sword was really powerful and unshakable, like a mountain pressure.

Instead of unloading the opponent's heavy sword as he wished, he was pressed down by the heavy sword. Yuan Liang hurriedly used his shoulder to support the arm holding the short sword, and put the short sword across his shoulder, and with the help of the strength of his shoulder, he barely resisted Ronan's heavy sword.

Ronan saw that he suppressed the other party, and his hand was strengthened again. With a pop, Yuan Liang couldn't support himself and fell to the ground on one knee. Ronan, of course, was unforgiving, and continued to exert downward pressure in his hands. Motora clenched his teeth, he didn't expect this young Izumo swordsman to have this kind of strength.

In fact, when Yuan Liang saw Ronan's heavy sword, he knew that he must be powerful, because those who use heavy swords all pay attention to might, as the so-called big sword has no edge, but he still didn't estimate that Ronan's strength was outrageous.

However, this was not difficult for him Yuan Liang, only to see Yuan Liang's half-kneeling feet twisted, and his whole body turned around and got out from under the heavy sword. And when the heavy sword grazed Yuan Liang's shoulder, Yuan Liang's figure quickly rushed towards Ronan and stabbed the dagger in his hand fiercely.

At such a short distance, the dagger was more agile and fierce, and at this time, it bit towards Ronan's chest like a fang. Ronan didn't move at all, but just pulled it with one hand, and the heavy sword was instantly pulled back in front of him by him. The thick sword body protected most of Ronan's body like a shield, and Yuanliang's blow was once again defused.

But Yuan Liang did not retreat at all, and the opponent used a heavy sword to attack a wide range and great power. However, the weakness is also obvious, that is, the fit is not flexible enough. Although Ronan's heavy sword is like an arm command, it can pull the heavy sword back into defense in such a short time. But there is no doubt that close combat is still the most disadvantageous for him. At this time, Yuan Liang successfully got close, how could he easily let the other party distance again?

As the saying goes, one inch is long and one inch is strong, and one inch is short and one inch is dangerous. The short sword dagger in Yuan Liang's hand behind him played the advantage of being light and fast, and when he waved his hands, it was like a whirlwind of sword blades hovering in front of Ronan, and for a while, the sound of clanging blades colliding came out closely, and Gust on the side couldn't see the situation of the two clearly.

I saw a shock from the heavy sword in Ronan's hand, and a wave of qi ripples came out of the heavy sword, forcing Yuan Liang to retreat. When the two of them pulled away, they saw that at this time, there were many not very deep wounds on Ronan's shoulders and arms, but Yuan Liang was not injured in the slightest. It's just that at this time, Yuan Liang's hands were trembling slightly, although he tried his best to control the trembling.

Ronan didn't fluctuate in the slightest because of the injuries on his body, as if he wasn't the one who was hurt. He was still holding his heavy sword with a calm face, just like before.

"Are you ready to continue? Looks like you're not my match yet. Yuan Liang said with a chuckle.

"Why don't you continue before you know the winner?" Ronan stopped saying a few words, just preoccupied with the sword in his hand.

"At this point, you already have several scars, and any more fights will only be more and more bad for you. Yuan Liang shook his head and said, "Originally, I couldn't bear to see a talented young man like you, but seeing that you don't know the current affairs like this, I, Yuan Liang, am not good at stubble." ”

Yuan Liang's figure rushed more quickly than before, and the double blades in his hands glowed with cold light in the night. Ronan was unmoved, just swept forward with a focused expression.

The heavy sword swept, but it was a hundred times more fierce than the previous slash, and Yuan Liang could see that the opponent's heavy sword actually spat out an air blade more than a meter long, directly enveloping himself who was not close.

There is no way to avoid it, but he can only catch it, Yuan Liang gritted his teeth and rose up with all his strength to block it with a double blade. With a bang, Yuan Liang was directly shocked again and retreated. Ronan's figure followed, and he took great steps and moved forward, as if he had not used all his strength at all.

But Yuan Liang understood that this kid's previous horizontal slash was absolutely full strength, or he would never be directly shocked back. But it's unimaginable that the other party can chase after him with all his strength.

After Ronan caught up with him in a few steps, the heavy sword slashed over again from top to bottom, and Yuan Liang actually felt a belief in cutting nothing.

Collided again, and Yuanliang's figure flew backwards, flipped a few times and landed on the ground. He glanced at the dagger in his hand, and found that the dagger made of rare metal that the Knife Guild President had personally given him had actually appeared with a curly blade. He looked up again, and Ronan stood still and didn't continue his attack. At this time, he could see that the look in Ronan's eyes seemed to be a deep disappointment.

"Disappointment? Is it because he is weaker than him, so that he can't enjoy himself and is disappointed?" This thought made a sigh in Yuan's conscience, he was weaker than him? How could this kind of thought appear? Could it be that he subconsciously thought that he would lose?

Thinking of this, Yuan Liang, who had always been silent, couldn't help but shout in annoyance: "What kind of eyes are you, what are you disappointed?"

"Nothing. Ronan shook his head and said, "It's just a pity." ”

"It's a pity?" Yuan Liang couldn't help but smile and said, "What is a pity? It's a pity that I'm not a good opponent? You kid is too arrogant, I'll let you see what a real sword is!"

After saying that, Yuan Liang put the dagger back on his waist, made a sword pose with a short sword in one hand, and then sprinted forward suddenly. This time, Yuan Liang's speed increased several times compared to before, and his entire body began to emit a faint white light, forming a white light in the night.

When it was approaching, Yuan Liang stabbed forward with the short sword in his hand, and a strong white light erupted on the short sword in an instant, and the white light made Gust in the distance instantly blind and covered his eyes uncomfortably.

I heard a loud bang, and then a sound like a broken leather falling to the ground, Gist rubbed his eyes anxiously, desperate to restore his sight as soon as possible. When the white light in front of his eyes gradually faded and the night scenery gradually emerged in front of him, he muttered in his mouth, "Lao Luo, don't have an accident!!

When he was finally able to see clearly, he couldn't help but open his mouth wide. I saw that Ronan was still standing there as he was at this time, and the bleeding wounds on his body were still the small ones before. At this time, he made a forward swing of his sword, and the front of him was exaggerated, and a crack extended from the ground in front of him, until it reached the woods not far away, and several large trees were now crooked.

And on the edge of the woods, a man covered in blood lay there, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, and as soon as he said that he did not know whether he was alive or dead, the man moved, and then struggled to get up and look at Ronan.

"Open the River Realm?"

Ronan shook his head and said, "Not yet." ”

"Then why can you slash out such a sword qi?"

"Because there is a sword in the heart. ”

"Do you have a sword in your heart?" Yuan Liang looked at the phosphorescent short sword in his hand stupidly. "Is that why you're disappointed?"

Ronan nodded and said, "That's right, when I saw you take out your short sword and still refuse to give up the dagger, I knew you couldn't win against me, because you didn't believe in your sword anymore." ”

"I see, I lost this time. Yuan Liang sighed, and his whole body fell again, and this time he was unconscious.