Fighting against a powerful opponent that you can't defeat is not only a crushing defeat, but also a new recognition of strength, as well as thinking about the battle.

After a long period of onslaught, I felt that my body was getting wet, the cotton jacket had already absorbed enough sweat, and even the cowhide pants were starting to soften and become saccharities.

I don't know how much sweat I've had, only that I've swung thousands of knives and my iron whiskers have blocked thousands of knives.

After thousands of consecutive killing intent chisel and erosion, the white light on the heavy sword was still strong.

Is this the gap between me and the strongest?

It's an exaggeration, but anyway, I've already advanced to level ten!

Thinking so, I swung the Datai Knife more often and with more momentum.

As I thought before, I had advanced to level 10, and my physical strength, stamina, agility, and strength had all improved qualitatively, and thousands of slashes in a row no longer made my arms weak and my body sore, but slowly getting better.

In the process, every muscle and blood vessel in my body, whether it is my limbs or my body, gradually heats up, as if a hot spring has been injected into it, warming my blood and muscle fibers, and strengthening my body and extending my endurance.

Feeling the series of changes that take place in my body, I am a little indulged in this feeling of being cleansed.

"The way you look now, like a cat addicted to catnip," Da Taidao's voice sounded in his head: "The difference is that the cat's reaction is to be paralyzed all over, while your reaction is a more ferocious offensive." ”

"You should be able to feel this kind of feeling, after all, you can also empathize with any of my perceptions and thoughts when you come into contact."

"Yes," said the Great Sword, "I also think this feeling is quite pleasant, like immersing yourself in a furnace with thousands of degrees of heat, enjoying the bath of hot iron." ”

Perhaps for Dataidao, bathing in molten iron in a furnace with a temperature of several thousand degrees is the same nature as our hot springs.

The speed of the slash became faster and faster, the strength and momentum became more and more intense, and the release and entanglement of the killing intent became more and more surging, but at this moment, an extremely powerful momentum, the heavy sword in front of itself burst out.

The outburst was so sudden that I was caught off guard, and the wave of qi that was stimulated by the momentum instantly pushed me three meters away.

Standing still, I gripped the hilt of my sword and looked in amazement at the iron whiskers three meters away.

Tie Xu put his sword at his side, bowed slightly towards me, and said, "Lord An Xiaoyi can make rapid progress while enjoying the battle, and the future must be limitless, but correspondingly, you also have a fatal shortcoming, that is, you rely too much on instinct during the battle, and lose control of your body. ”

In a word!

Ever since I abandoned my own ugly swordsmanship, I've always relied on my instinct to get by, but while relying on instinct, I've also discovered the drawback, that is, what I encounter in my instinct may not necessarily be true.

Take the fight I had with Boss Wren before, Boss Wren's agility was beyond my instincts, so no matter how I slashed, it would be difficult to hit his body.

But if I don't rely on instinct, what can I rely on?

Do you want me to pick up that ugly set of self-created knife techniques again?

Iron Beard seemed to see my concerns, and he said: "Although the fixed moves seem very clumsy, even extremely ugly, but in fact, the only ones that can really help us master the body and improve our strength are these fixed moves that we look down on, whether it is learned in the Adventurer Academy or created by ourselves, only adventurers with fixed moves will not get lost on the road of improving their strength." ”

With that, he slowly swung the heavy sword away, and with the swinging heavy sword, a ripple stirred up in the air, was it compressed air, or was it the space that was shaken?

I looked at the fleeting ripple in horror, and the voice of the iron whisker came to my ears again: "Just like I did when I fended off your attacks before, below, please try to fend off my attacks too." ”

As soon as the words fell, the iron whisker holding the heavy sword suddenly exerted his strength, and came straight towards me at an unimaginable speed, and behind him, a series of afterimages were drawn, and the afterimages did not disperse, gathering one, like a swimming dragon!

This...... I know this move, if ...... If memory serves, this should be the colorless crystal ultimate of a certain class in the game of Dropped City and Warriors - Raptor's Sky Slash!

Feeling the terrifying coercion coming from my face, and looking at the approaching iron whiskers, I subconsciously wanted to raise my hand to block, but at this moment, the voice of the big sword sounded in my head again: "Stinky boy, do you have to rely on instinct to fight again?" ”

yes, do I have to rely on instinct to fight?

No, no, absolutely not, I want to be stronger, keep getting stronger, I can't be driven by instinct, I want to master instinct, I want to master all the power that belongs to me!

"I-block!"

As I spoke, I forcibly withdrew my raised arm, and at the same time, in an extremely awkward way, I tucked the big knife under my left waist, and then slammed the knife out.

This is my usual move - drawing a knife.

In my eyes, the heavy sword of the iron beard has become one with his own momentum, turning into a huge white dragon head, with terrible eyes and sharp fangs, all showing me the power of being a dragon.

The black-red killing intent turned into a blade, and with the momentum of breaking through everything, it faced the huge mouth full of fangs of the white dragon.

This battle is no longer just a contest of strength, but also a contest of momentum.

At the same time, it was also a battle between me and instinct.

Black and red, along with white, are the most contrasting colors in the world, and when they collide, they burst out with the most brilliant brilliance I have ever seen.

With a loud bang, I felt that the entire Yanwu Hall was moving rapidly, and they were constantly moving forward?

No, I guess I'm constantly flying backwards.

Because, the figure of the iron beard in the eyes has become smaller.

In my ears, there was still a rumbling sound, which was a loud sound when gold and iron collided.

Ah, I don't really like ringing in my ears, because it makes me miss a lot of cheers.

However, in this martial arts hall, there shouldn't be any cheers, right, even if there is, it's just a rough man's applause.

However, why is my body still flying backwards, this raptor slash is really powerful, just one blow, it knocked me to this extent.

It is not appropriate to use a broken kite as a metaphor for my state at the moment, if I were to choose it myself, I would feel that I was like a chain ball thrown by a strong man.

Fly and fly, break through the clouds, break through the sky, and eventually become a satellite revolving around the Zephyr continent.

(End of chapter)