Chapter 4 - One-on-One

"Actually, I had doubts from the beginning. Anoro walked slowly towards Isli, but his stride grew larger and faster, and his stride became faster and faster, gradually changing from walking to running high, moving so fast that it almost brought out a cascading phantom. As he got close to Isli, he leapt to his feet with a bend of his knees, and with all his strength, he slammed his knees into Isli's chest.

"Oh, what's the doubt?" Isli drew his sword and slashed diagonally, drawing a silver arc with rounded edges in the air, and the blade slashed diagonally from top to bottom, blocking the form of Anolo, if he still didn't retreat, he would inevitably crash into the sword with his flesh.

"After our big sword has been fused with the flesh and blood of the demons, we can kill the demons with both hands with just our body" When Janolo waited until Isli's sword slashed in front of him, he suddenly stretched out his hands, stretched his ten fingers, and struck several times in a row on the sword body of the Isli alloy greatsword with great precision, and changed the trajectory of the original slash of the greatsword with the power of the continuous percussion, and at the same time, his body spun upside down in the air for a week with the help of his body, and successfully avoided this slash.

"That's true, but so what?" Isli's eyes swept the corner of his eye to the big sword he was holding, and seeing that the white blade was already stained with a trace of blood, the corners of his mouth smiled: "Speaking of which, you are injured." ”

"It's just this kind of process. Janolo raised his right arm, the four fingers of his right hand had been almost completely severed from the sword that had been forced into the sword just now, and now only half of the phalanges were still connected. Even with such a severe injury, Yanolo did not show the slightest pain, he only held the almost broken fingers of his right hand in the palm of his hand with his intact left hand, and when Yanolo released his palm after a few seconds, the fingers of his right hand were already restored.

If I hadn't seen you choose the path of an offensive greatsword, I would have thought you were the strongest of the defensive greatswords. Seeing this, Isli raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"It's just that those garbage below No.5 don't know this, don't you understand it either?" Yanolo narrowed his eyes, "transplanting the same demon flesh and blood to exist as a greatsword warrior, how can the gap between the offensive and defensive greatsword be so obvious?!This is entirely because of the unconscious limitations placed on your own power due to the personal subjective factors at the time of transplantation, as long as you break the limitations of your thinking, and at the same time be able to integrate our own unique power-' Demon Qi 'controls to the extremely fine Cheng dù, and there is actually no difference between the offensive type and the defensive type at all. ”

"Breaking the limit of thinking is secondary, the key to being able to freely transform the state is to be fine enough demon qi control zhì force. Isli laughed.

"yes. Janolo admits calmly, "You're right to think so. But he saw a little essence flashing in his silver-white eyes, and an extremely obscure aura burst out from his body. At the same time, Isli, who was standing opposite Yanolo, suddenly felt his body become heavy and sluggish, his joints as if rusty, and a feeling of weakness spread throughout his body.

"Strange powerlessness" Isli was shocked in his heart, and subconsciously raised his big sword in front of him, and the next moment he blocked the punch that Yanolo swung out instantly, and Yanolo saw that the blow did not make a difference, so he turned his fist into a palm and grabbed it horizontally, trying to lock Isli's wrist holding the sword, turning the situation into a powerful melee battle against himself.

Isli pointed to the ground on tiptoe, his body retreated a few meters backwards, and at the same time, because of his weak and heavy body, he changed his one-handed sword swing to a two-handed sword split, which was not inferior to a one-handed sword, but the strength was still victorious

For a while, in front of Yanolo, who was in a hurry, countless staggered silver sword rays suddenly exploded, but this sword light was not messy, but like a slowly blooming flower, scattering its own countless petals, but between these petals, there was the most powerful killing intention.

Facing the death net formed by the intertwined swords, Anoro did not hesitate to rush straight in. The arms stretched out like a spiritual snake, and the ten fingers shuttled through the sword with great agility, winding, wiping, sealing, winding, and coiling, not hard, but mainly based on jiu-jitsu dodging, supplemented by precise calculations, and changing its direction by interfering with the blade of the big sword, making it easy to dodge.

With a sharp sound of breaking the air, Isli put away his sword and carried it on his back, and then swept out a sword slash with the momentum of drawing his sword, and Yanolo, who was close to his figure, suddenly leaned back and half-knelt, and his high-moving body with inertia was still gliding on the ground and approaching Isli, Isli's horizontal slash almost grazed the tip of his nose, which seemed thrilling, but it was the most economical and efficient way to dodge after careful calculation.

"It's this feeling again!" A sword missed, Isli just wanted to twist his wrist and press his arm, turning this sword into a continuous attack that slashed vertically downward, but he felt that the originally smooth flow of demonic qi in his right arm suddenly staggered for a while, and then began to move violently and abnormally, and the boiling demonic qi made the unexpected Yisli's sword blade deviate from the correct direction.

Over there, Isli failed to change the angle of the blade, and here Yanolo had already jumped up like a spring suppressed to the limit, and his body slightly obliquely avoided Isli's sword that had lost its head, and then the middle finger of the index finger of his right palm was pinched into a sword, and when his right arm was twisted to a strange angle, he pointed at the part where Isli's left arm and shoulder met.

With a point, Anolo pulled back sharply.

Isli's pupils instantly contracted to the limit, and just now, Yanolo pointed out with a seemingly understatement, injecting some of his demonic qi into his body, as if pouring a cup of cold water into a boiling oil pot, the demonic qi inside his body that was already running endlessly because of the fierce battle exploded like an explosion, and because the reaction was too violent, even the skin on Isli's chest and back was exploded by the swollen demonic qi, spewing out a puff of blood mist.

That's not all, the part that Isli had just been hit by Yanolo had lost all sensation after the severe pain, and even the numbness and itching did not appear, as if this piece of skin and flesh had become a piece of dead skin, and it did not belong to him at all, not only that, but the scope of this loss of feeling was gradually expanding.

Isli tore open the garment on his left shoulder, only to see that the part of himself that had been pointed out had turned a horrible gray-black, as if it had lost all its vitality, as if it had lost all its elasticity like the skin of a drooping old man, covered with shriveled folds and cracks.

Hardly without any hesitation, Isli stabbed his left shoulder with his right hand and fingers, and tore off the gray-black flesh of this ** from his shoulder, and picked out the nearby contaminated flesh cleanly, until the gray-black ** blood as sticky as jelly at the wound site was cleaned up, and when the normal blood flowed out of the wound, Isli tore off a piece of clothing and hastily wrapped it, frowned and asked:" It is understandable that my demonic qi ran wild before, after all, you are the most subtle demon qi control among the trainees in this class, but this kind of wound"

"It's a unique trait of my demonic spirit. The five fingers of Yanolo's right hand were half-grasped in the void, as if grasping an invisible mass of matter, and the invisible demonic qi spiraled in his palm, bringing invisible wind pressure. Isli could clearly feel that the demonic qi that should have no nature in Yanolo's palm had a sense of depression and desolation, like a dead desert without a trace of life, but it contained a tyranny that seemed to be able to destroy it.

"I don't know the specific reason, I guess I had some problems when I fused the demon's flesh and blood," Yanolo dispersed a wisp of demonic energy in his palm, "The unique characteristic effect of my demonic qi is very simple, it is the purest power of destruction and annihilation, which can destroy the life of miè qiē, the quick self-healing ability of the big sword and the demon is useless when fighting me, because the destruction is always faster than the recovery, and the part that I hit will be deprived of a qiē vitality in an instant, from 'life' to 'death'!"

"This demonic trait is a foul. The corners of Isley's mouth twitched slightly, if he was not hit in the vital part, he could still break the wrist of the strong man, and take the initiative to abandon the hit part, but if it was hit in the chest, abdomen or head, it would be death if it was rubbed, and it would be even more difficult to find death if it was consumed and injured in exchange for injury.

"Don't mention that. Yanolo ignored Isli's admiration for this ability, and continued to turn back to the previous topic: "Until now, I guess you don't plan to continue fighting, we all know each other, even if I kill you, you will be seriously injured, which is very bad for the fierce competition for the great sword." So how about just leaving it at that?"

"I have no objection. Isli laughed, "Next, please continue to talk about your doubts about the nature of the Great Sword." ”

(PS: The protagonist also has a hatred for the world, and his [outflow of hatred] is not the same as Priscia's expression xiàn, which is the opposite of "creation".) Another point, in fact, the demonic energy of the big sword can be released, but different people are different, because how to control the demonic qi is a big problem. )

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