Before the battle began, Ai Hui still had the idea of measuring his strength, but when he really started fighting, he immediately threw this idea out of the clouds.

In the wilderness, every battle is a test of life and death for him.

There is no chance to do it again, there is no chance to review, there is no opportunity to preview in advance, no one will tell him, he didn't do well in the exam this time, and work hard next time.

There is no next time.

If you lose, you will die, and if you die, you will become food in the mouths of wild beasts, and you will become a forest of white bones that can be seen everywhere in the wild.

The reward you can get if you win is a battlefield full of blood, gasping next to those cold corpses, feeling your body temperature and heart still beating, greedily breathing the air, even if it is bitterly cold.

Because he doesn't know when the next exam will appear, and he doesn't know if he can pass the next exam.

He was so weak that he could die at any moment, and he had to bring out all his potential. Every day, you have to tell yourself that there is no second chance, and you must work hard.

Will there be a tomorrow?

You may not survive tomorrow with all your might, but any negligence will lead to death. There is no room for negotiation, there is no room for luck, death is death.

I didn't dare to sleep, I sat in a sheltered corner with my sword in my hand, and I was trembling every day like walking on thin ice. The guillotine above his head would fall at any moment, and he was lucky that he didn't go crazy, and the coolies who were with him often had nervous breakdowns, and suddenly went crazy in the middle of the night, howling like wild beasts and rushing out of the camp, never to return.

This is the wilderness, the strong need to be in awe, and the weak can only do everything.

The teacher said that his sword was not a long-term solution, so how could he not know? But as far as he was concerned, he didn't know if there would be tomorrow, and if he didn't do everything today, he might not even have a chance to fight tomorrow.

Take one step at a time, and leave the opportunity for tomorrow's qualifications, not everyone has.

Ai Hui didn't remember, couldn't remember clearly, and didn't dare to remember, for fear that he would lose his courage. He can only do everything at a time, to bring out all his potential, and force himself to be ruthless, and in such extreme circumstances, any emotion will only make the situation worse.

Three years of wild life, like a shadow, also melted into his body like air.

He struggled to adapt to the sensing field, trying to remind him that this was not a wilderness, and all he could do now was not to kill in battle.

But his battle is still a fight.

Destiny is in his own hands? He never believed in it. Fate had never been in his hands, his fate was like a wilderness, he had to fight it constantly, and all that made him happy was a moment of respite after that brief victory.

Fighting is his only means of fighting fate, the only means of possibly winning, and beyond that, he has nothing.

He never joked about fighting.

He didn't even have a chance to laugh at himself for having such stupid and childish thoughts, and the moment the battle began, he was in combat mode.

His eyes are always cold, his heart is always cold, and he feels more like a sand puppet.

A killing machine born for battle, he didn't think there was anything wrong with that, what made him feel bad was that his strength was too weak.

He didn't have the idea of hitting hard, and the first punch was a temptation.

Although the other party covered it up well and behaved more sophisticated than last time, Ai Hui was still keenly aware of the change in Zu Yan's mood, although it was only a fleeting emotional change.

The fighting habits cultivated through retreat and the fighting habits formed by the struggle for life and death are completely different.

Ai Hui didn't understand why the other party had a change in mood, but he still keenly captured this, and in the moment of lightning, he began to take advantage of it.

In the induction field, Ai Hui is another creature that is different from everyone else.

The huge difference between the two sides at this moment is so vividly reflected.

Zu Qiuni, who was silent and exclaimed, watched Ai Hui rise into the air, and without any help, like a bat in the dark night, drew a strange arc and quietly rushed towards Brother Yan's side.

She reacted violently, her face full of horror.

She understands what the other party's idea is, and the other party has found the weakness of the earth fire cobweb!

That's right, Ai Hui did find the weakness of the Earthfire Cobweb.

After the last fight, he seriously summed up that fight. The weakness of the Earthfire Spider Web is actually very obvious, it is actually a Yuanli Web distributed on the ground, and it has a natural weakness, that is, in the air.

To be able to become a peerless school, of course, there will not be such an obvious omission, which is caused by the lack of realm. When the realm of Zuyan is more profound, the cobwebs will undergo essential changes.

But this weakness is not a weakness in the induction field, and before becoming Yuan Xiu, almost all the students have no air combat ability.

Ai Hui didn't either, but he still conceived three ways to deal with it.

This is his habit, he never thought that he would meet the other party again, and the plan he expected would really work one day.

However, it was only a little surprising, but not at all surprising.

The moment he rose into the air, he untied the blood bandage of the sword vine glove, and the yuan force that was many times purer than his previous yuan force entered his arm in an instant.

Zu Qiuni's feeling is very correct, the method Ai Hui uses is indeed related to bats, which is a swordsmanship.

The Wind Bat Sword, a very crude swordsmanship, imitates a very fast flying bat, the Wind Bat. There is a later reading of this note in the sword dictionary, and this kind of wind bat is extinct.

Ai Hui tried several schemes before he found a technique in the chaotic sword book that could change his body shape in mid-air.

Without a sword in his hand, he couldn't use this swordmanship, but it was only used to change direction, and there was no problem. Ai Hui's arm stretched out as straight as a sword, and Yuan Li was infused, and according to the experience of his own exploration last time, Yuan Li ran in an arc trajectory within his arm.

He immediately felt the wind take his body away, and his body suddenly arced in the air.

Ai Hui thought about every detail very thoughtfully, the only thing he didn't expect was that his Yuan Li was much purer than before!

So, the unexpected happened.

Ai Hui, who was about to attack the opponent's flank, found that he had gone around in circles and went behind the opponent's back.

Zu Yan's leg was very full of force, and his whole body was in a semi-suspended state.

If ordinary students face such a situation, they will be stunned for a short time. But Ai Hui didn't, there will always be all kinds of accidents in the battle, how can the battle go exactly according to his own ideas, don't dream!

Forcibly stopped, slammed on the ground, and the whole person slammed backwards.

The moment of fluctuation behind him, Zu Yan caught it, but he couldn't help but be stunned, how could it appear in that position......

Boom!

Ai Hui's back was trampled like a wild beast running wildly.

The fish arches its back, or the familiar recipe, or the familiar taste.