In the field, everyone subconsciously held their breath and silently witnessed the completely opposite picture of Ishida Yulong. At that moment, it will also be a node where Wu Yue is ready to die, watching himself go to destruction, but he is powerless to change anything.

However, Wu Yue didn't think so, if he didn't know the existence of complete opposites, and fought with Ishida Yulong with normal thinking, he would be killed by this guy, but now that he knows, of course he won't blow up with the other party head-on.

He had to wait, waiting for a chance to kill Ishida Yulong in one blow!

Not to take his life, but to make him no longer have the power to resist.

Youhabach sat peacefully on the throne, his long hair scattered over his shoulders covering most of his face, making it difficult to see his expression, and asked slowly, "Are you worried about him too?" Hasward? ”

Hasward stood at his side, his eyes full of joy and carelessness.

"If even Ishida Yuryu can't win, proving that His Highness is not enough to be the successor of the empire, at that time, I will execute him with my own hands."

"Nope! Both of them are very good, both in terms of talent and the speed of progress, it is beyond my imagination, leaving two geniuses to compete against each other, that's more interesting, isn't it? Youharbach shook his head slowly, and there was no intention of holding the loser accountable at all.

If Wu Yue was still here, of course he knew what this thing wanted to do, but Hasward didn't know, so when he heard this kind of words that obviously didn't fit Youha's style, his eyes were filled with deep suspicion.

I couldn't help but secretly wonder, what was so special about those two people that they could arouse His Majesty's great attention, it was really incredible.

If it is said that Youha has taken a fancy to Wu Yue, it is because the system in his body has evolved for countless years, and has long since transcended the limitations of the original soul fragment, reaching a point that even Youha himself envies.

And what about Yuryu Ishida? Aside from being able to resist the saint, Hasward really couldn't see anything worth paying attention to in that skinny and weak boy.

Although he was suspicious of this, Hasward had no intention of asking, and he also understood that what His Majesty did not want to tell him, even if he asked, it would be in vain.

In the field, Ishida Yulong kept running his flying feet, continuously flashing and moving in the air, changing positions, and finally narrowly avoided the attack of the storm.

But at this moment, Wu Yue suddenly dodged, and his body appeared behind Ishida Yulong across a space of nearly thirty meters, and his right hand, which had been inserted in his trouser pocket, was raised high, and the spirit condensed on the surface of his arm was like a substantiated sword, slashing towards the back of the opponent's neck like lightning.

Before the sword came, the chilling killing intent contained in it seemed that even blood could freeze!

"Damn!"

Ishida Yulong was horrified, and without thinking about it, he accelerated forward, and finally dodged the fatal blow by a fraction of a second, and appeared in the air more than ten meters away, his little heart fluttering wildly.

However, Wu Yue didn't seem to want to give him time to stop and think about countermeasures, and the moment the sword fell short, he immediately chased after him like a shadow, and his free left hand raised his index finger and pointed at the opponent's eyebrows.

"How can it be so fast?"

Until the start of the battle, Ishida Yulong's impression of Wu Yue was still stuck in the image of a dick who didn't dare to confront him head-on a few months ago and only knew how to run for his life.

In his mind, no matter how talented Wu Yue is, but the starting point is relatively low, how much growth can he have in a few months? It's just a vice-captain-level reaper.

But who knows, when the battle really began, he was shocked to find that no matter the spiritual pressure, speed or swordsmanship, he fell into the disadvantage in all directions, and he was almost powerless to fight back!

The more Ishida Yulong fought, the more panicked he became, secretly wondering, what kind of changes did this guy go through to grow to such a terrifying point in less than half a year?!

If he knew that Wu Yue's attacks just now were deliberately releasing water, which seemed to be murderous, but in fact, he didn't even exert half of his strength, and there was a high probability that he would be hit by the blow!

Seeing Ishida Yulong dodging and escaping from his attack again, Wu Yue did not pursue, stopped and said, "Retreating can't solve the problem, friendly reminder, if you don't take out some dry goods, you will die here." ”

The breezy words seemed to have a convincing magic, even the members of the knights who were not optimistic about Wu Yue couldn't help but murmur in their hearts, is this guy really so strong?

"Impossible! As long as Ishida Yulong uses the A script, there is absolutely no way to compete with that level of attack. Bombiaita spoke the hearts of the people.

As long as Ishida Yulong uses the holy script, Wu Yue will definitely die!

However, what they didn't know was that Ishida Yulong was fighting more and more hard, and several times in the face of Wu Yue's attacks, he was actually just making a show, preparing to avoid the vital point, resist with his body, and then use complete opposition to transfer the damage to the past.

The BUG-like ability of direct damage transfer naturally has the effect of ignoring defense, and even if Wu Yue has Holy Word Steel, it is useless, but he will still take 100% of these damages.

Although the idea was good, Wu Yue was completely untrapped, and every time the blade touched Ishida Yuryu's body, he would consciously slow down his attack speed, leaving him enough time to dodge.

This made Ishida Yulong depressed, everyone was interested in releasing water, and it was impossible for him to use his body directly to make it up, right? The intent is also a little too obvious......

"Whew, Whew......"

Ishida Yulong couldn't stop gasping in his mouth, and a little sweat slid down his cheeks.

The continuous and uninterrupted crazy use of Fei Lian Foot has a lot of load on the body, coupled with the fact that you must always be vigilant against the sword that is cut down from nowhere, a nerve is tense, and you dare not relax for a moment, and the huge mental pressure makes the speed of physical loss a little faster.

"Damn, we can't be so passive anymore! Since you can't transfer the damage, let's just transfer the attack! Facing Wu Yue, who flew at high speed again, Ishida Yulong gritted his teeth, did not dodge or dodge, and met him head-on.

In mid-air, a heaven-shattering sword ray tens of meters long had just broken away from Wu Yue's palm, and immediately seemed to be controlled by an invisible giant palm, and it reversed with a violent roar, and slashed straight at his head!

"Huh? This is...... The power of the Holy Word?! ”

Wu Yue was taken aback, but he didn't expect Ishida Yulong to change his strategy so decisively after a few moves with him, so that his reaction was a little slower.

The sword mang was only two or three meters away from his body, such a short distance, even if Wu Yue was fully vigilant, he might not be able to react, not to mention that he was stunned.

The results speak for themselves......