Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Game of Imitation
"Drink!" Changyu Feng roared, and the grass clippings that had been cut by the sword qi flew between the grass, and they turned into red flames in the scorching air, and rolled to the stands.
"Hah!" Hall ran to meet the battle, the blue light of the sword clenched in both hands, and he clenched his teeth, and there was a sense of death in his eyes.
The people in the stands were excited because of this fierce matchup.
They are like two fierce lions, doing you and I cull back and forth on the field, and the two spiritual powers, one blue and one red, are galloping on the field in a concrete way.
The two teenagers galloped and jumped, the swords were vertical and horizontal, the cold light was agitated, and the lions were galloping, like the sound of ruin, passing through the hall.
"Jack is learning Hale's moves?!" A snow-white Chihuahua looked at Pyros in surprise.
Pyros wiped his cowboy hat, glanced up at the two galloping teenagers in the swordsman group, and then lowered his head and continued to touch his cowboy hat.
"Huh? I think it's normal......" Pyros touched his cowboy hat, he felt that if he didn't wear it on his head, it would feel very uncomfortable, no, awkward.
"Normal? How can it be? Not normal at all. Learn and sell now, it's terrifying! "That Chihuahua, with one blue eye and one golden eye, was a little puzzled, how could such a thing be normal?
The swordsmanship used by two people simply is not uncommon on this stage, stabbing and slashing and hanging clouds to break the wrist is the basic skill of every swordsman, and the skills on top of this basic skill are by no means simple combos, but the understanding and application of skills, strength, brute strength, and the square inch of the three-foot wide sword, making a change of choice.
Of course, Chang Yu Feng didn't learn his moves, but they just looked similar, because in a sense, he almost couldn't use more ferocious moves, so this kind of basic skill sparring made Chang Yu Feng feel an unprecedented, comfortable feeling.
This kind of battle
It's really, it's amazing!
Unprecedented, like this, there is no external magic in the battle.
The wind swept up the heat of the silver cup, like a wave that rolled up thousands of layers, and Chang Yu Feng's enthusiasm for fighting was still rising, and everyone could see that he was under pressure on Hall.
"Pyros, is he the one you're looking for?"
The black cat beside Pyros gently touched her ears, and her name tag was Flandor IV. Just looking at her dark eyes were deep and terrifying, but she always squinted her eyes, and the cat glanced at Long Feather Kaede, who was rapidly retreating due to the violent air waves.
"If the ancient books are correct, it should be this person. How to say it, even the description of the appearance is in line with it, and the strength is also in line with it. This guy should be right. Pyros chuckled softly, for he also felt that there was something unusual about this child, and if the prophecy was correct, then he might need to try to believe it.
After all, the ancient books of prophecy are never wrong.
"Ah...... You're so scary, even that broken book can be used as a reference for you. Flandor narrowed her eyes and continued, "Actually, I think it's really silly. Very naΓ―ve. However, you should be such a person, and I will not discourage it. β
"You don't need to dissuade you, you better go and help Tang Zilong look at the space-time conversion device, he wants to get your space-time power in his dreams." Pyros tilted his head, leaned back on the judges' chairs, looked at the snowflakes falling outside the silver cup, and suddenly, he looked at Flendau with interest and said: "However, archaeology, sometimes it is necessary to collect some folk legends, since there is such a legend handed down, you can not believe it, but in order to understand the events of that era, as the greatest archaeologist, you can't believe it, even if it is a small seed, there are a lot of things involved."
Knowing that he had talked about the area that Pyros was bent on touching, Flando's paw touched his mouth and said with a smile, "Are you going to tell me about any archaeological theories?" I'm pretty much able to memorize it. However, according to me, the story you are talking about is just a matter of triggering, and there is nothing that can accurately foresee the future. What's more, it's still a leftover book. β
"That's certainly different, do you know the prophets and sacrifices in the elven kingdom? They are in charge of prophesying the future, and their prayers to God are basically fulfilled, which is why I believe even more in the broken book, although it also means that it is involved, but in a broader sense, prophecy and nonsense are fundamentally different. The prophecy is accurate, and nonsense is nonsense. Pyros saw that Flandor had turned the cat's head, and self-consciously continued to lie on his back in his chair.
"The situation you are talking about is very much like the work of a time-traveler, in this time and space, he really experienced all this, which is what you call the future in the book, and then traveled to that ancient era for unknown reasons, and wrote the book you found, so that the logic is a closed loop. It can be explained, however, as a member of the Time and Space Administration, in the face of time and space travelers, almost all the people I know from the distant past have been repatriated, and the managers of time and space do not have such a long lifespan, and the current director of the Time and Space Administration is only more than a thousand years old. The cat, named Flandor, said and licked her black cat's paws, but she was soon startled by Pyros next to her.
Pyros looked at her with a twinkle in his eyes, and even turned his chair to her side. That serious look didn't seem like a joke, but Pyros's face was so close that Flandor put her cat's paw on Pyros's face and slapped it away in disgust.
"What are you doing......" Flandor shook her head.
"I really, really want to know everything about your Temporal Authority! All! It's the dream of any archaeologist! You directors must have seen a lot of living historical changes! That's a living fossil of archaeology! Pyros was slapped on the face, his blue eyes were so longing, although his face was distorted when he was photographed, he was still a little handsome.
ββ¦β¦ Yes...... You are really, 10,000 words, 10,000 words, and you can't do without our director. You can't do without your archaeology. Frando shook her head and touched her cat's face, winking playfully.
"So, it's really good to have the power of time and space, so that you can travel to other time and space to take a look, and you can experience history by yourself, it's an ability I can never dream of." Pyros sat upright disappreciatively, the disappointment on his face palpable.
And, envy.
"So, if you have this kind of thought, the power of time and space will never be able to choose you as the user of its ability, and the power of time and space needs protection, otherwise the time and space will be messed up." Frando spat out her cat tongue, and then she sat and patted her ears, where there were some grass clippings that needed to be tickled.
"It's really ......," Pyros sadly lay on the judges' seat.
"Ah...... Pyros is really a thief. Coveting Flando's abilities, you really have to find an opportunity to beat him up. The Doberman Pinscher with the name brand Schormahon barked angrily.
"Shore, you're the one who deserves to be beaten the most, have you forgotten the maintenance money you owe? Tianguan is thinking about making trouble with Pyros, really, otherwise Skarna is not here, and Skarna is afraid that you wouldn't dare to put a fart around. The flower cat with a yellow background and white stripes next to the Doberman Pinscher Shore also joined the chat. However, she looked at Shore angrily. Her name tag is Marina Elizabeth, but in fact, his name is Marlena, so it may be that the logistics made a mistake with the name tag, but she didn't care about it.
"Shore still owes me a lot of money." Pyros sighed, and looked at the snowflakes falling from the sky again, the snowflakes could not enter the inside of the silver cup, but could only condense on the upper layer of the enchantment, which at the moment seemed to be plated with a layer of silver-white catkins.
"But then again, Skarna doesn't want to come...... He was bored and didn't want to come to the game...... "Pyros touched his stomach.
"I'm a little hungry......"
"It's you, Pyros! Such a fierce duel can't keep you focused. Shore cocked up one of the Doberman's paws. Compliments.
So, he didn't hear the words of the money owed and the Skana...... Still don't want to hear it?
"I'll go get you something to eat...... Pyros, can you hold up your stamina right now? Marlena was ready to get up and get something: "I remember I had some cookies in my bag."
"Thanks, no need, anyway, it's almost time to rest." Pyros smiled in decline, then tightened his face again.
"Okay." Marlena sat down and moved the cat's tail.
"But, then again, is this kind of fight really a child's fight?" Frando watched the two lions on the stage fight, and it was very tragic.
"Of course it is, can there be a fake?" Shore's answer gave Flanda a blank look, and it seemed that Shore was not so self-aware, because Flandor must have asked Pyros, and according to Flandau, Pyros was Flandau's recognized friend. Everyone else is just fellow professors at Flan College, with the exception of Headmaster Philip Dumbledore, who is her teacher.
"Yes, you read that right, it's a six-year-old kid's showdown." Pyros did not come out to relieve the siege, but continued with Flando's words: "In such a battle, even if an adult stands beside them, he will be overturned by the sword qi, this is the duel between the two geniuses of Wenti County."
"Although it is true to say so, you are willing to take over the Dragon Gathering in Wenti County, for the sake of not seeing such a fierce battle." Frando looked at Pyros, Pyros nodded, did not look at her, but slowly looked at the two people who were facing off the field, at this time the two had already distanced themselves, saying that they were pulling away, but in fact, they were very vaguely resting to adjust their state, and their collision had already feasted the audience's eyes.
Thorns and stabs, parrying one by one.
The cloud point collapses, and the part oscillates.
This feeling of not being up and down really makes the audience anxious, their duel is so exciting that they can't take their eyes off it, and even make the audience guess in their hearts who will be out because of a small mistake.
It's not exciting.
"Yes, I can't learn magic condensation by myself, I can't do any kind of fighting, I'm definitely not interested in this kind of thing for a long time." Pyros nodded.
"So, I'm still willing to believe the kind of conjecture you say, that the future may really be recorded in a broken book. After all, you've already believed it from the bottom of your heart. Flandor smiled, and the little face of the black cat bulged, lined with the angry Doberman, and it was a beautiful and lovely face.
"Thank you so much for believing in me, so don't you think about actually teaching me a little bit of the magic of the power of space?" Pyros grabbed Flando's cat's paw and waved it like a beckon.
"Hahaha, even if I teach you, you won't be able to learn it, will you!" Frando covered her mouth with her other hand and smiled.
At this time, an angry Doberman Pinscher and a wry-smiling yellow cat around them did not know how to express their emotions, and the Doberman Pinscher Shore had to gently hammer the table, and the white-striped and yellow-haired Marlena was eating biscuits in a low manner.
"That's right. Sometimes, I really want to learn magic...... Same with you. Pyros smiled wryly.
He dropped Flando's cat's paw and lay back on the table.
"Sad?" Frando patted him on the head, his blonde hair shining so brightly above his cat's paws.
"Of course not." Pyros raised his head violently, looked at Flando, and said with a bright smile: "I've been relieved of this kind of thing a long time ago, hehe."
"Mm-hmm, it's okay, Pyros, it's not a bad thing." Flando's eyes narrowed into a slit and smiled.
"Hmm." Pyros looked at the cowboy hat next to him and nodded.
A wave of air blew up the cowboy hat, and Pyros hurriedly reached out and grabbed it, this is his own life, after grabbing Pyros was obviously relieved, and then looked at the direction of the wave of air, the red and blue lion sky jumped up and fought, hissed, and frantically pulled the other party's magic.
And under the two lions that were almost crazy, there were two swords vibrating, and the protective spars on them had been broken, and the white ash was flying beside the faces of the two people, and it had not fallen for a long time.
"Huh...... Such an amazing ability to imitate. Hall gasped and slashed at a fixed point in front of Chang Yu Feng, Long Yu Feng fought back, the two swords violently shook together, and even the flying grass clippings rose into the sky and shook the stands.
Hall's eyes were not as bright as those of a child, and the green glow in his eyes seemed to be covered with a light green twilight.
"No, you're wrong, it's not just as simple as imitating a sentence." Chang Yu Feng stared at Hall's eyes, Long Yu Feng's black eyes were like deep darkness, and Hall felt that he couldn't look at him, just like after looking at each other like this, he would also feel that he was being peeped into his heart.
"What could that be?" Although Hall knew that Chang Yu Feng had already used the same moves as himself during the battle.
Although swordsmanship is like this, there is no subdivision, but condensing magic power in the form, attacking the opponent is different, the difference between the person who creates magic and creates the move, is naturally different, so it is divided into factions, divided into swordsmanship.
"Look closely, Niemann's crest!" Chang Yu Feng forcefully pushed out the spiritual power, shaking the hall.
"What......" Hall stepped back in surprise, and the blue lion he had jumped back sharply, jumping behind him.
The red male lion of the long feather maple began to disperse, and the male lion that was originally condensed by spiritual power slowly broke apart, the front and back paws were very different, and a large number of changes were gone, and a lone wolf with red eyes glowing with moonlight was prostrate and staring at Hall.
"Wolf ......"
The audience was surprised to shout, the original male lion turned out to be a lone wolf in disguise!
The lone wolf's body was red, and he exerted his strength on all fours with the force of an ambush, and those terrifying eyes actually made the male lion tremble.
"Be afraid! Hall! Chang Yu Feng stood still with his sword: "Let's see it!" My wolf soul! β