Long white hair, a strange long knife, a steady and powerful pace, cold and lonely eyes, and obviously no murderous aura was released on his body, but it made people feel that he was even more terrifying than death.

Medicel's palm holding the knife was placed behind his head, and his left hand gently dragged the front of the war knife, and in an instant, the aura on the strange war knife changed sharply, as if it was suddenly alive, and it was cold in Lin Yue's heart!

Under the moonlight, his knife looked extraordinarily slender and cold.

Out of the instinct of a martial artist, Lin Yue even suspected that this Medicel was here to kill him, not to train him.

For a moment, his soul seemed to be sucked in by those eyes that suddenly became deep, and he saw something terrifying hidden in the depths.

Indifferent and cold, like an unsheathed dagger, but extremely hard and cold.

His eyes burned with a calm, indifferent, black and icy flame that symbolized strength and indifference.

Medicel gently stroked the scabbard of his sword, as if he were caressing the woman he loved the most. His eyes still didn't change his emotions and said, "If you can't take this knife, you will die." ”

What the!!

Lin Yue shuddered, Medicel's words were definitely not joking, such a man would never be joking, the words just now were full of cold killing intent!

He's really going to be here...... Kill me! Lin Yue subconsciously took a step back.

Although he didn't know what the consequences of dying in this virtual training space were, he could imagine that it was definitely not very good.

"Draw your sword." Medicel's words remained crisp.

Lin Yue gritted his teeth, this is definitely not child's play, this is the battle of life and death!

The sword is unsheathed, and the sword light is overflowing, like lightning in the night! His knife made an eerie arc like a dream, slashing towards the Medicel.

Moment! Medicel had already come to a position less than three meters away from Lin Yue, his battle knife was not unsheathed, the slender scabbard wrapped the war knife, and he cut out his personal knife without any pause.

Boom!

Lin Yue retreated again and again, and the Grim Reaper smiled and passed by him.

"If you can't take this knife, you'll die."

The dialogue without any new ideas, the way Medicel's body moved, once again appeared within the attack distance of his war knife without Lin Yue understanding it.

Boom!

The battle knife was still unsheathed, but Lin Yue was almost turned upside down.

Medicel floated around him, the scabbard streaking through the void with a cold light, a cold breath that almost touched his skin.

At this moment, a cold light flashed in Lin Yue's eyes, his blood boiled like fire, and his true power was injected into the scimitar, stabbing at half a speed faster than usual.

Wounds for wounds! It's a lose-lose game!

Snort-

The knife stabbed at high speed swooped into the air, and Medicel's body was like a poisonous snake, twisting slightly beyond the limit of his bones, and he dodged the blow by half a point.

And under Lin Yue's ribs, there was an extra hideous wound, and blood was gushing and flowing.

The expression in Medicel's eyes was still indifferent, as if he was as cold as a machine, and every movement of his body was crisp and neat, not wasting any strength, but exerting the greatest effect.

Lin Yue, who was attacking with all his might, suddenly felt that something was wrong, and opposite Medicel's eyes that were like stagnant water, he only felt an invisible chill and persecution.

The other party's speed was not much faster than him, but the amplitude of movement was greatly reduced, each step was only an inch or two, and his body was like a spirit snake, sometimes twisted, sometimes bent.

These movements, with a small amplitude, are decisive, smooth, and accurate, as if they were mechanically error-free.

Even under his own attack as fierce as a storm, the opponent used it within three meters of the same place, and never stepped out of that circle for half a step, always just with precise and effective movements, flashing and attacking again and again.

In the process, he even just walked back and forth in place, his body tilting, bending, and twisting again and again.

Lin Yue's heart was shocked, and the more he fought, the more frightened he became, and all the fierce attacks failed at one time.

The other party is like an emotionless machine, calculating every angle, trajectory and retreat.

The eyes that were as cold as stagnant water, the face that was fearless and emotionless, and the precise dodging movements of absolute sanity spread out in his heart like a devil and a shadow.

This...... Is this still human?

Fear, chills...... Spread in his heart!

"You still don't understand."

Medicel's eyes, which were rarely emotional, revealed a faint hint of disappointment.

Got it? Understand what? Lin Yue didn't dare to ask, maybe he lost his concentration when he opened his mouth, and the other party's murderous knife slashed again.

"Are you really the chosen successor of the system? It's just too weak. ”

"Now you're not even worth my knife."

Hearing such words, no matter how good Lin Yue's temper was, he couldn't help but feel a wave of anger in his heart.

He himself is an unruly person, even if the other party is the top powerhouse who once roamed the galaxy universe, he has never been afraid.

No one likes to be defeated, and no one likes to be taught a lesson like a fool!

He didn't pay much attention to the victory or defeat between this training, but being ignored by Medicel like this, he gradually began to play a little angry.

In the depths of his eyes, the only piece of calmness was also completely burning at this time, as if there was a flame sticking out of his body.

Holding his breath and concentrating, his whole body's true power surged wildly, and he poured all his strength into a single sword, and then slashed down with a shattering momentum!

"The strength is good, but it's a pity that the speed and accuracy are too slow to control the attacks that are issued." Medicel stood behind him again at some point, and the hilt of the war knife in his hand hit his spine: "Break! ”

The strong force rushed into his back, knocking Lin Yue away.

made a tumbling in the air to slow down the force, Lin Yue landed, and there was a sharp pain in the spine behind his back, as if it was about to break, and the pain was so painful that he almost couldn't hold the knife in his hand.

He endured the pain, raised his head in surprise, and there was some confusion in his eyes, although the route of Mediasell's movement was strange, he could instinctively feel the position of this person every time before, why didn't he feel it at all this time?

"It's called flashstep," Medicel said slowly, standing still, "it's a way to move at super high speeds." ”

The voice was still fluttering in the air, and he had already reappeared beside Lin Yue, and the collision of the two swords produced countless fierce sparks.

Flashstep? Lin Yue wanted to know if his ability to limit speed exploded, if there was such a speed of the other party.

"It's my original technique after fusing the six uniques of the world, and the word trick [Piercing the Cloud and Shuttle Mist]." "I don't know how to teach, so let's learn in the way of life. ”

Lin Yue looked at Medicel, who had disappeared again, and felt very aggrieved in his chest.

"Watch my steps, remember my moves, feel them with your heart, and make fighting an instinct in your life."

"It's too slow, it's too slow, let go of your body and mind and let the knife be a part of your body."

Lin Yue didn't pay attention to the extra wounds on his body from time to time, even if the blood was splashed, he didn't care, he just stared at every movement of Medicel, and used the ability of mental memory to record it in his mind.

If you want to make yourself particularly fast, there is only one secret, and that is to practice to make your body lighter. With the same height and weight, some people move and their bodies look heavy, but some people look particularly light, which is the relationship between power skills. A punch blasts out, you only need to completely burst out your own strength, relatively speaking, but this kind of rapidity is often to completely explode, and sometimes it is to put away a part of the power, giving people a sense of swiftness, not rushing and stopping, and you can't consume your own strength on stopping your body.

With the help of precision talent, his movements were corrected little by little, and the speed of the knife became faster.

His sense of battle is taking shape little by little.

In the next second, his mind instantly detached from his body, crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, and entered a wonderful realm, in which it seemed that an instant was eternal, and the scenery around him changed in an instant.

Stimulating his potential, Lin Yue, who was in that absolutely calm state, felt his strength at the moment, the height of his spiritual will, and he felt that every movement maximized the power of his body, hearing, vision, and touch...... All the senses, elevated to the extreme.

The limits in the human body can be constantly broken, the limits can be surpassed over and over again, and the potential of the human body is endless and never limited. Medicel's attack seemed thrilling, but in his eyes at this moment, it was no longer so invincible.

Every movement of the other party, in his eyes, is presented without leakage.

The step under his feet was staggered, and the strange disappearance of his figure was actually a flash step of Medicel!

The strange sword slashed upwards from his waist in a strange trajectory, and in the darkness of the night, the sword burst into a light brighter than the moon, slashing diagonally from behind to Medicel's head.

"This knife is kind of interesting."

The voice of Medicel's praise rang out, but in this voice, there was no joy in it, but a kind of emotional coldness.

A pair of cold eyes shot into Lin Yue's pupils. It was a cold that completely ignored everything, and the long silver hair fluttered in the wind to show an indescribable bewitching beauty!

There was a trace of ruthless coldness in Medicel's lonely eyes, it was a look of indifference to everything in the world, and at this moment it seemed that nothing in the world had any value in his eyes.

The Medicel has finally drawn its sword!

His knife was thin, sharp, and cold, and a thin mist quickly formed on the surface, and on the dark and dull surface, the patterns were like layers of deep and shallow waves.

The moment the knife came out of the sheath, the blade made a crisp groan, the knife roared, with a trace of sharp whistling, and the blade on the edge of the blade was extremely thin, and it looked sharp, as if it was like a cicada's wings. It doesn't look like it's made of metal.

A knife is waved, without the slightest smell of fireworks, without any feelings, it is a very ordinary move, without any subsequent changes, this is a straight knife, dignified.