"Young master, young master ......"

A deep and deep voice sounded from the young man's body, like a heart booster injected into Yang Ming's heart little by little, causing the heart that had become weak due to the pain to gradually recover little by little and wake up.

"Who's in me? Oh, it's Zuze. ”

Yang Ming fell to the ground face to the ground, because his whole body was stabbed by countless needle-like stabs to varying degrees, the boy's breath was weak, and the blood stained red on his chest. Hearing Zu Ze's voice, Yang Ming struggled to open his somewhat dilated pupils, and his vision was blurred by the blood dripping from his forehead.

"Young Master, you must stand up now!" Zu Ze's voice continued to shout, "You still have to defeat Gao Li." ”

Hearing this, Yang Ming laughed bitterly in his heart, "Hehe, don't say it so easily, I'm dying of pain all over my body now." ”

"Do you want to admit defeat, lose to Gao Li again?" Zu Ze asked coldly.

"How is it possible? No matter what this competition is, even if I fight for my life, I want to win!" The young man was instantly inspired when he heard the word "lose", and his blood surged violently in his chest, he had to win, for himself, and even for Jiang Guo.

"But, Zuze, what am I supposed to do? I have exhausted all my strength, but my sword still cannot break through Gao Li's shield. ”

Gao Li cannot be defeated with only one blood, and if Yang Ming wants to win the competition, he must swing a more powerful sword.

"Young Master, do you still remember what Mr. Wu Jian taught? Zu Ze's words of reminder were like a stone thrown into the mind of the young man's memory, and Yang Ming remembered the words that Wu Jian had pointed out......

Yesterday, in the forest outside the camp, Yang Ming asked Wu Jian for advice on how to make his sword sharper, however, at that time, Wu Jian did not directly tell Yang Ming the answer, but asked him to swing the stone, and then asked him:

"Yang Ming, let me ask you, what did you see when you swung your sword and slashed at the stone?"

"What did you see?" Yang Ming didn't understand the meaning of Wu Jian's words at that time, and the young man recalled everything he saw with his eyes when he swung his sword, and said with the memory of his eyes: "Well, I saw stones, land, fallen leaves, and trees behind the stones......"

Yang Ming tried to remember what he saw, but the more he spoke, the tighter Wu Jian's brow wrinkled.

Wu Jian shook his head, interrupted the young man's continuation, and said, "Okay, it's already too much. ”

"Yang Ming, you see too many things, which is why you can't focus. Wu Jian said coldly.

Then, Wu Jian stared at Yang Ming, his face was solemn, he raised his left index finger and said to the young man: "Yang Ming, remember, the sword you swing out is only one blow, and you can only see one. This 'one' is the concentration of swinging the sword. ”

At this time, the young man's consciousness became more and more sober and gathered, and his memory was tightly fixed on the word "one" raised by Wu Jian's left hand

Yang Ming fell into deep thought for a long time, and muttered to himself: "A sword, what you see is also one!"

......

"One, what does this 'one' mean......"

Yang Ming thought hard, but he still couldn't figure it out, or he couldn't understand it. The stone that the boy had seen in his eyes yesterday now raised his eyes to see the high ball shield.

Yes, a stone is a stone, a ball shield is a ball shield, how can it become "one"?

At this time, the blood on his forehead continued to drip and seep into Yang Ming's eye sockets, the young man's vision became more and more blurred, the more Yang Ming wanted to see clearly, but the more blurred he looked, and there was a chaos of blood red and black shadows in his vision.

"Oh no, my eyes can't see clearly. Yang Ming blinked, trying to squeeze out the blood in his eye sockets, and at this time, when his gaze narrowed into a line, "One" appeared.

It was pitch black as far as the eye could see, and there was nothing but an extremely tiny gap in the middle, like walking into an extremely dangerous canyon, and there was a narrow path in the middle that shone brightly. Looking at the light of this narrow gap, I suddenly had a sudden feeling of breaking through the darkness and being able to break through all obstacles.

At this moment, the world around Yang Ming instantly fell silent, as if it was the last dark night before dawn, and the first ray of light pierced in from the end of the night sky, and nothing else could be seen in sight except this light.

"Is this the 'one'?" Yang Ming looked at the light of this gap and slowly stood up, at this moment, he could no longer see anything else in his sight, only this "one".

Yang Ming stood up and stood quietly on the ground, the young man was surprisingly quiet, his eyes were flat into the water, only a pair of eyes stared tightly, staring at the "one".

At this time, the young man's eyes couldn't see Gao Li's ball shield, nor could he see the students behind him, everything around him seemed to be automatically dyed into a black background, and now Yang Ming was absolutely focused, focusing on the shining "one", and this "one" was the trajectory he was going to swing.

Yang Ming understood, this is the "one" that Wu Jian said, this is the absolute concentration of the sword-wielder, there is not the slightest distraction in his eyes, only the sword to be slashed.

"The sword I wielded was only one, and my eyes were only one. ”

Gao Li sat in the ball shield, and continuously urged the ball shield to attack, causing him to consume a large amount of Wu Yao, Gao Li exhaled a mouthful of turbid qi in his chest, and then gathered his spirit again.

At this time, Gao Li saw Yang Ming slowly standing up from the ground through the ball shield, and immediately a sneer broke out at the corner of his mouth, "Hmph, Yang Ming, your life is really hard enough, okay, I'll see how many times you can be attacked by me." ”

With a sneer in his heart, Gao Li's hands tightened, and he gathered the powerful Wu Yao, and even his arms were filled with coldness. The powerful Wu Yao poured into the goal shield, causing the ball shield to suddenly accelerate, and the light from the shield thorn became sharper, and the fierce momentum shook the air, and the light shot out of the shield thorn was even more dazzling.

However, such a dazzling light didn't matter to Yang Ming, his eyes couldn't see anything else.

In the face of Gao Li's more sharp attack, Yang Ming still stood upright, as quiet as a lighthouse, welcoming the coming wind and rain, and when this fierce wind and rain approached, the young man's eyes narrowed slightly, and suddenly burst out with a cold aura.

That kind of coldness, like a sharp sword drawn from its scabbard, inadvertently revealed a sharp light.

The ball shield rushed towards Yang Ming, and after rushing out of a distance, the ball shield suddenly stopped in mid-air, like a galloping carriage suddenly stopped by some obstacle. After a momentary pause, the ball shield immediately retreated rapidly, until it reached the edge of the ring, as if frightened by something.

Gao Li retreated in shock, he sat inside the ball shield, his face was pale, his chest was panting rapidly, and a drop of cold sweat was oozing from his forehead.

"What was the feeling at that moment just now? There was an inexplicable fear in my heart that I would be killed!" Gao Li couldn't believe that the moment he rushed out just now, he actually felt an unprecedented fear from Yang Ming's body, no, to be precise, from his sword blade, just like a sleeping lion suddenly opened its eyes, revealing an awe-inspiring fierce light, making the hunters who approached it frightened and quickly fled.

Gao Li was keenly aware of Yang Ming's changes, his pupils constricted, staring at the sword in Yang Ming's hand, from the edge of the sword, Gao Li obviously felt a different aura.

"What's the matter? His sword seems to be sharper!" In a very short moment, Yang Ming's sword became sharper as if it had been polished by iron and stone, and this feeling of sharpness made Gao Li feel a faint fear in his heart.

"What's going on, why did Gao Li suddenly stop attacking?"

"Yes, it's so strange, Gao Li could have attacked just now, why did he suddenly stop and even retreat backwards?"

Outside the ring, both Rongguo and Jiang Guo were full of doubts, and a pair of surprised eyes stared at Taichung incomprehensibly. In their eyes, Gao Li could obviously take advantage of the victory to attack and give Yang Ming the final fatal blow, but at the critical moment, Gao Li stopped inexplicably, and not only that, but he retreated backwards.

Such a strange scene is incomprehensible to everyone.

Because Yang Ming's sword had changed and become sharper, Gao Li must have noticed this and stopped. Liu Qianyu hugged his arms, his eyes stared, he stared closely at the sword blade in Yang Ming's hand, Wu Yao, who was condensed outside the young man's sword blade, suddenly tightened into a line at the moment just now, although Wu Yao was also condensed on the sword blade before, but it was in a state of free attachment, the light was scattered, and the blade scattered the edge to the surroundings, but now those free Wu Yao lights suddenly contracted like a taut cotton thread, tightly gathered on the sword blade without any gaps, and at the same time, the edge of the sword blade was no longer scattered around, but concentrated in one direction, that is, Gao Li's ball shield。

Looking at the blade in the young man's hand from a distance, such a large and sharp Wu Yao contracted and condensed very tightly, like a long "one", straight and extremely thin, and extremely sharp at the same time.

......

"Yang Ming, it seems that your sword has become sharper, that's right, let's have a good fight, is your sword sharp, or my shield is strong?"

After that, Gao Li's arms were tight, his two hands were tightly fitted together, the blood vessels on the back of his hands were high and bulging, and the blood flow was surging, and at the same time, the flow of Wu Yao in the high three-dimensional body was also changing rapidly, Gao Li had previously transformed part of Wu Yao in his body into an attack form, and Wu Yao released it very violently, and now he quickly retracted this part of Wu Yao, and all Wu Yao turned into a defensive state, and at the same time, the shield thorns outside the ball shield were also quickly withdrawn into the shield. Although the shield spike increases the attack of the ball shield, it also reduces the defense of the shield, and the shield of Gao Li is best at defense, not attack. Therefore, he wanted to use all of his martial arts to strengthen his defenses and use the strongest shield to meet Yang Ming's sword.

"Yang Ming, I will use the strongest shield to meet your sword. ”

In an instant, an even more intense ripple quickly spread out in the air, and the air vibrated violently, like a circle of wind, gathering outside the ball shield. Obviously, Gao Li's ball shield has also reached an extreme defensive state.