Chapter 242: No Victory, No Defeat
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Three years is enough time for any cultivator's strength to climb to a higher level.
What's more, whether it is Nan Qiushui or Ye Tianlong, they are all the kind of people with extraordinary talent among cultivators. Three years, the interval between the two Shenzhou Martial Arts Associations, is also a period of time for their strength to really enter the room.
"You've improved. This is Nan Qiushui's affirmation of Ye Tianlong.
"You've gotten stronger. This is Ye Tianlong's praise for Nan Qiushui.
Both of them responded to each other's growth.
As they agreed three years ago: next time, I will let you admit my strength.
This is a mutual "compliment" between the strong, and it is also a sympathy between the masters!
Ye Tianlong was surrounded by purple flames, and he calmly looked at Nan Qiushui not far away, and was not complacent because of the small victory in the first round. Because he won't forget, he also won the first round three years ago.
"Hee-hee. Unexpectedly, in the face of Ye Tianlong's calm gaze, Nan Qiushui smiled and said, "Today's situation reminds me of the last time." Three years ago, you looked at me like this, right? You, there has always been a heroic spirit in your eyes that does not admit defeat. ”
As he spoke, Nan Qiushui's palms condensed into ice again.
She seemed to be immersed in memories, memories that only the two of them could remember.
The martial arts venue three years ago, just like today, was misty and unreal. In the test arena full of "autumn water condensation", the sound of fighting did not last long, and when the mist dispersed and the ice melted, the results came out.
Nanqiu won the water, and Ye Tianlong lost.
The fight didn't last long, and no one knew what tricks the two of them had come up with, and no one knew how the two of them won or lost. The audience of that session only knew the results of Nanqiu Shuisheng.
"If you don't admit defeat, you still lose after all. ”
With a sonorous sound, he pulled out the spear inserted into the ground, Ye Tianlong responded lightly, and he couldn't hear joy or sorrow in his tone. In other words, there is no joy or sorrow.
"So today, you're going to be ashamed?"
A chill broke out of her palms again, and Nan Qiushui resumed her somewhat playful tone.
Ye Tianlong didn't answer, only the hand holding the spear showed determination.
"I'm sorry. Nan Qiushui's tone suddenly changed.
Hmm, his nose snorted slightly, Ye Tianlong didn't understand the meaning of the other party's apology for a while.
"I was going to tell you three years ago, but I didn't expect you to go back to your own empire without even participating in the third round. Nan Qiushui's cold palms were behind her back, she looked directly at Ye Tianlong, and said, "I didn't expect that this 'I'm sorry' was late for three whole years." ”
"You don't have to apologize, you're right. We are all burdened with the mission of the entire empire, and if we don't want to disappoint the thousands of people in the empire, we can only let the opponent fall, and do everything possible and unscrupulous. Ye Tianlong understood why Nan Qiushui apologized, but he didn't seem to accept what he meant.
"Well, three years ago I was convinced of such a creed. I didn't expect that three years later, I changed, and so did you. Oh, creation is like this, unpredictable, and not shallow. The corners of Nan Qiushui's mouth curled up to a certain extent, but she didn't look like she was laughing, but more like she was crying.
"Forget the past, let's divide the winners and losers in a fair way. With a snort, Ye Tianlong waved his spear, and pointed the tip of the spear at Nan Qiushui.
An autumn breeze swept by, blowing away a lot of water vapor in the field.
Through the huge amethyst screen at the top of the tower, the audience can vaguely see the scene in the "autumn water condensation".
"Everything that needs to be said has been said, and it is much more comfortable. The ice palm behind his back was raised, Nan Qiushui was relieved, and exhaled and said, "It's also time to be upright." ”
She said the words "dignified" very seriously, which made Xiao Yun can't help but have some guesses about their competition three years ago.
Sou.
Ye Tianlong moved.
With a spear in his hand, on the smooth ice, it was hard to imagine that he could attack so smoothly. Pulling the spear diagonally, the tip of the spear made an ice mark on the ice at the bottom of his feet, and where the tip of the spear touched the ice, there were incredible brilliant sparks.
Hiss.
Nan Qiushui also moved, but she only moved her cold palms.
Bing grasped the fist, and Ye Tianlong seemed to hear the sound of her knuckles when she clenched her fist, and the sound was more like the ice ballast shattering.
A purple rainbow, wrapped around Ye Tianlong's gun-carrying figure, quickly approached Nan Qiushui at the other end.
Wherever Zihong passed, the ice crystals formed by the "autumn water condensation" were all crushed, transpired, melted, and disappeared one after another. And the lilac fireworks, on the contrary, rose with the explosion of Ye Tianlong's momentum.
Purple Pole Demon Flame Gun, a spiritual weapon named after "purple".
Xiao Yun, who was a few feet away, also felt a scorching heat at this time. Surrounded by cold ice crystals, it was an indescribable feeling to be hit head-on by the hot breath.
It was only at this time that Xiao Yun truly felt the power of the Purple Pole Demon Flame Spear.
Thinking about it now, in the depths of the palace, Ye Tianlong's power was not at least one-third of what it is now.
"It's so strong. Xiao Yun praised without hesitation.
The purple rainbow moved too fast, carving out a purple passage among the countless ice crystals.
"Do you think that's all there is to Autumn Ice?"
Smiling and staring at Ye Tianlong, who came with a gun, Nan Qiushui stood in place, muttering softly. She even stood on tiptoe slightly, leaning forward, as if taking the initiative to meet the tip of the spear.
Click.
Suddenly, two streaks of broken ice rang out.
Xiao Yun was stunned for a moment, and was immediately attracted by this voice.
I saw that Ye Tianlong's body was in shape, and his speed also decreased a lot with this pause. And the sound of clattering ice came from the soles of his feet. When Xiao Yun looked at it, he saw that the ice on the ground was like a vine growing wildly, condensing up along Ye Tianlong's ankle.
Just the moment it hit the ground, the ice had already spread to the knees!
Fortunately, Ye Tianlong's running speed was not low, and the ice condensed on his calf was kicked and shattered by the huge force he rushed out in the next moment. However, although the ice layer failed to freeze Ye Tianlong and could not restrict his movements, it was undeniable that Ye Tianlong's speed had been reduced by more than three times.
What an autumn water freeze!
Although he had expected that the autumn water ice would have another wonderful use, when Xiao Yun saw this situation, he couldn't help but praise it in his heart. In the battle of cultivators, if the speed is controlled by the opponent, it is extremely bad.
However, Ye Tianlong didn't seem to care about the reduction in speed at all.
He was still holding the Purple Pole Demon Flame Spear, approaching Nan Qiushui step by step, and the tip of the spear was handed forward, making a stabbing motion.
The ice under his feet climbed his knees again and again, and he kicked them to pieces again and again.
Ice broke and flew in the field, and explosions rang out one after another.
One zhang.
Five feet.
Three feet.
Even though his speed was slowed down, Ye Tianlong still quickly approached Nan Qiushui.
And the tip of his spear was still before him.
One foot.
The Purple Extreme Demon Flame Spear glowed with the tip of the purple flame, and in the blink of an eye, it was a foot in front of Nan Qiushui's chest.
One more breath, and the cold tip of the spear would pierce Nan Qiushui's skin, pierce her chest, and even pierce her heart, robbing her of life.
"It's time for her to dodge. Looking at Nan Qiushui, who was always motionless, Xiao Yun guessed in his heart.
But his guess was wrong.
Nan Qiushui still didn't move.
Could it be that her speed was already fast enough to ignore Ye Tianlong? Xiao Yun guessed again, because according to the strength of the Nanqiu Water Pulse Realm, in theory, a distance of five inches was the limit of what she could react instantly. In other words, as long as the attack was five inches away from her body, she was sure to dodge it completely.
However, the tip of the spear at this time was only three inches away from her.
Two inches.
Xiao Yun even felt that Nan Qiushui couldn't dodge Ye Tianlong's attack at all, Ye Tianlong was too fast, so fast that she didn't have time to react. If it weren't for Nan Qiushui still smiling, Xiao Yun would definitely believe his opinion.
One inch.
Half a finger length.
"What do you mean?" At this time, Nan Qiushui still didn't move his body, Xiao Yun had almost foreseen the scene of the spear piercing Nan Qiushui's body, but he still didn't understand: Why didn't Nan Qiushui hide?
Does she have another hole card? Or does she have the super strength to ignore Ye Tianlong's attacks?
The answer will only take 0.00001 seconds to reveal.
Xiao Yun didn't even blink his eyes, he wanted to see clearly how Nan Qiushui dodged.
But at that moment, the gun stopped.
Ye Tianlong stopped.
The Purple Pole Demon Flame Spear stopped in front of Nan Qiushui's chest, and between the tip of the spear and Nan Qiushui's clothes, there was only a strand of hair.
Xiao Yun was stunned for a moment, he didn't think about what was happening at all, because a conversation came over at the right time.
"Why don't you hide?" this was Ye Tianlong's voice.
At this time, Ye Tianlong, because his feet fell on the ice, the ice had spread to the top of his knees.
"That's what you asked me about three years ago. Nan Qiushui smiled with his hands behind his back, and stared at Ye Tianlong with big watery eyes. Her smile was more vivid, and it was obvious that she was in a good mood.
Ye Tianlong was stunned.
Three years ago......
Looking up at Nanqiushui, the scene three years ago and the scene in front of him overlapped amazingly.
"You're not going to do it again. Ye Tianlong shook his head, but what he said was very determined.
Nan Qiushui smiled, did not answer, did not deny.
"You're not afraid of death?"
"Three years ago, I didn't dodge your gun, because I knew you couldn't stab, and today, I still don't dodge your gun, because I bet you still can't. Hee-hee, I didn't expect to win. Nan Qiushui actually reached out and knocked on the spear hanging in front of him, smiling nonstop.
"I'm not the same person I was three years ago. Without going to see Nanqiushui, Ye Tianlong said to himself, "I am in the border town, working and resting with the soldiers, we kill people, kill all the soldiers who intend to attack the Yanhua Empire. I've got blood on my hands, I'm not that me anymore......"
"But you still didn't stab it. Interrupting Ye Tianlong's words, Nan Qiushui pointed to the spear and said.
"You didn't plan to go all out from the beginning, did you?" asked Ye Tianlong.
Nan Qiushui paused and said, "If you don't accept my apology, I won't fight you." She stuck out her tongue as she spoke, and the ice on her palms began to melt. As mentioned earlier, no matter who it is, Nan Qiushui is ready to fight.
But for Ye Tianlong, her preparation is like this.
"But!" After listening to Nan Qiushui's answer, Ye Tianlong suddenly raised his spear and shouted loudly, "You lost the bet!"
The spear was raised above his head, and with Ye Tianlong's roar, it slashed down.
The spear whined against the air. At this moment, Xiao Yun seemed to see the purple flame on the Purple Pole Demon Flame Spear transform into a purple dragon, and the whining sound was the roar of the dragon.
Dragon's Breath!
Bang bang.
The ice crystals in the entire venue all shattered, turning into mist, covering the two people in the middle of the battlefield.
The white expanse on the amethyst screen, no one can see what is happening in the mist.
Rumble!
Xiao Yun imagined the earth-shattering momentum of the "dragon's breath".
The mist dissipated, and Ye Tianlong, who was carrying a gun on his shoulder, walked out first.
With a wave of his right hand, the three Divine Orders that had been shot into the ground before were taken back by him.
Then, slowly, he turned around and walked to the edge of the first stone platform.
Did he win?
No, he only took three Shenzhou Orders.
Did he lose?
No, he got back three Shenzhou Orders.
In this competition, no wins, no losses!
The autumn wind swept by, the mist steamed, and a shadow slowly walked out of the center of the stone platform.