Chapter 17: Don't Fight
The next game is flail against Wu Hui, flail walked into the ring slowly, it was really not a step down, but Wu Hui did not urge him, but waited quietly with an indifferent face. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
"You're in a good state of mind. Walking into the ring, Flail Blue commented sincerely.
"Hehe, it's too late for you to regret the bet. Wu Hui looked at the flail, his eyes full of battle intent, "I want to defeat you in my strongest state." ”
"Come on. Flail Lan smiled indifferently, stood still, and looked at the other party, just this bland glance, Wu Hui actually felt a terrifying aura rushing towards him, pressing on his shoulders like substance.
"Hmm. Wu Hui felt as if he was caught in the abyss, everything in front of him turned black, gray and white, making people feel an urge to die generously, as if death could be faced calmly, and all his weaknesses were actively exposed to the other party.
"What's going on?" Several people on the viewing platform were very puzzled by Wu Hui's state, and at this moment, Wu Hui's middle door was wide open, as if he had no heart to resist at all.
"Young Master, if you use your killing intent, you won't be able to experience the power of the opponent's sword intent. The sword spirit reminded the flail.
"Well, yes. Flails put away the power of her eyes.
"Ah!" Without the influence of killing intent, Wu Hui shouted, forcibly raised his courage, and then used his spiritual power to dilute those fearful feelings, and pulled out the bone knife to slash at the flail, although his knife has raised the sword intent he has mastered to the highest level, obviously his knife intent has been far higher than the stage of entering the house, and he has touched the edge of Dacheng, it can be seen that Wu Hui is arrogant and still has his own capital;
"Poh!" The bone knife hit the Kunwu sword without making a sound of half a metal colliding, Wu Hui felt that the blow was forceless, and there was no violent collision that should have occurred; the reason for this result was unexpected, it was that the flail took the initiative to completely introduce Wu Hui's blow into the body, and then carefully experienced, felt, and analyzed the power of the knife intent a little bit, and finally eliminated Wu Hui's power in the body.
"Alas?" The suspicious Wu Hui drew his knife and retreated, showing his flail blue body technique, without giving Wu Hui time to think at all, and appeared directly on his side; Kun Wu's sword was inserted on the ground, and his left hand was used as a sword, pointing out again and again, which seemed to be an understatement, but it was full of momentum, although Wu Hui encouraged him to make a defense, he was still retreated by Lian Zhen.
"Impossible!" Wu Hui, who was surprised, stabilized his body, and looked at it fixedly, but did not see the flail attack, but saw that he had drawn the Kunwu sword and held it in his hand, while smiling at himself.
"Hey, look at my broken moon slash!" Wu Hui shouted, the knife turned into blue light, exploded three feet long, and swirled towards the flail blue.
"The sword intent also said that the sword qi is staggered, but this move, thousands of turns, the sword qi is staggered, it is inevitably a bit far-fetched to call the broken moon, boy, you should read more, or go out to practice more. As he spoke, the Kunwu sword suddenly turned, and several lightning flashes struck, hitting Wu Hui's surging sword qi one after another, and immediately stagnated the opponent's combat skills, and then the Kunwu sword was sent, "Bang!" The sudden burst of force shook Wu Hui in mid-air, "Boy, if you call the Broken Moon Slash, you will have the momentum of breaking!" Let's say, the flail flashed the thunder light to Wu Hui, this blow contains a lot of flail blue's feelings, and many means are concentrated in this blow; the thunder flash roared and rushed towards Wu Hui, in the face of such a majestic blow, Wu Hui felt that death was approaching, as if he was about to be split in two; under this fear, Wu Hui suddenly shouted: "Ah!~~" The bone knife instinctively crossed in front of him, and his eyes no longer dared to look directly, closed tightly, waiting for the arrival of 'death'.
The moment the thunder flashed on Wu Hui's body, he suddenly turned around and flew straight into the sky, "Boy, do you feel what is broken?" The blue and clear voice of the flail floated into Wu Hui's ears and woke him up.
"I, I'm okay?" Wu Hui rolled in the air a few times, landed in the ring, looked at the untouched flail on the opposite side, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart, "What kind of person is this? Isn't it the third layer of the Genius Master?" The corners of his mouth turned up, "You are still in battle to teach me?"
Wu Hui waved his left hand quickly, and one after another slashed into the ring, "Brother Wutian, you are so powerful that you forced me to use this method." ”
"Hehe, if you have the means, you can use it. Flail Blue rolled up the cloak with his right hand, then raised it horizontally with his left hand, and the middle door opened, putting everything in the eyes of the other party, full of provocation.
"It's ...... This is a knife formation!" Leng Feng looked at the traces of Wu Hui's knife qi cutting on the ring, and actually formed a pattern of a tiger's head, "Wutian is so powerful? forced Wu Hui to use this method of pressing the bottom of the box." "The cold wind didn't face that blow directly, and the blue thunder flash was already very familiar and restrained, so the cold wind couldn't feel the power of it.
"Ha!" Wu Hui shouted and rushed to the flail, and at a distance of less than two feet, Wu Hui's feet began to move at a certain pace, "Roar!" The ring inexplicably let out a tiger roar.
"Huh, what is this?" Before he could understand the situation, he saw that Wu Hui had already attacked, and the knife flew around his body, rushing directly to the side of the flail, and in the face of Wu Hui who suddenly approached, Flail had to retreat, but he never expected that as soon as Flail Lan moved, a knife qi erupted from the ground.
"Hey, that's a good trick. In an instant, the flail was as if he was attacked by two Wu Hui at the same time, his body twisted, and the Kunwu sword in his left hand held the sword qi, blocking and leading, and as he turned around, the sword qi flying out of the ground was directly directed in front of Wu Hui.
"Okay!" Wu Hui also praised when he saw that the other party was still understating his own attack, and he set up his sword qi, withdrew and retreated, and then directly plunged the bone knife into the ground, "Brother Wutian, it seems that attacking one at a time will not be able to deal with you!"
As soon as the words fell, there was a sound of "boom!", the tiger head on the ground seemed to be alive, and all the sword qi flew out from the ground; Flail Lan finally saw the power of this blow this time, and a tiger composed of knife qi rushed towards him, "Wu Hui, this blow is very good; hehe, come on." Flails smiled, the spiritual power was transported all over the body, and the vital points were protected with both hands, and the 'tiger' flashed a pride and passed directly through Flails.
"Wow!" everyone watching the battle exclaimed in surprise, not only for Wu Hui's knife formation, but also for the flail reaction-not to block, all relying on the body to resist. "Is this lawless crazy? Why don't you block it?" and then the light flooded the flail blue.
The glory dissipated, and everyone found that Wu Hui had already cooperated with the Sword Qi Tiger to attack the flail, and it seemed that he had already hit the flail hard.
"Wu Hui won. The thought came to everyone's minds.
"Ahh
"Maniac!"
"Yes, he actually held the bone knife with his bare hands! As long as Wu Hui turned, wouldn't that hand be useless?" Everyone who saw the facts clearly exclaimed in amazement, but these people knew that Wu Hui's knife could not be moved, let alone turn.
At this time, Flailan opened his eyes, "Wu Hui, your sword intent is very pure, not bad, and you will not let go of the knife until you die, whether you win or lose, you have become a swordsman, very good; After saying that, Flail Lan threw Wu Hui out of the air, and then picked up the sword stuck in the ground again.
"Do you admit defeat? If you don't admit defeat, you will continue. Flails turned and asked.
"I admit defeat, but, big brother, what kind of realm are you?" Wu Hui asked intermittently as the corners of his mouth twitched, thinking: "Wutian is so strong, I can't make a move under him, and even my tiger killing didn't hurt him, and not only that, he also pointed me in a new direction." ”
"You'll find out later. After speaking, Lan Lan walked over and grabbed Wu Hui's shoulder and threw him to the viewing platform, "Cold wind, come on." ”
"Don't you have to rest?" the official asked, and the flail shook his head slightly, signaling that he didn't need to.
"Okay!" Leng Feng jumped into the ring, his face unusually solemn.
"Wind!No, don't fight!Admit defeat!~" Wu Hui, who fell into the ring, shouted loudly.
"Why?" asked Leng Feng.