The next day at noon.

Lin Haiya arrived at the practice room on time, this time it was Hua Li who brought him in, and no one else saw it.

She was also the only viewer of the fight.

The moment he stepped into the practice room, Lin Haiya felt different, not that the venue had changed, but that the people were different and their temperament was different.

Yesterday's Hua Yuzhang looked old, his whole body was shrouded in a medicinal smell, and the air he exhaled was old.

And today, he changed into another set of clothes, and also shaved off his beard, his bronze skin has traces carved by the years, and the scars on his face are clearer and more calm, as if he is dozens of years younger.

The knife in Lin Haiya's left hand was raised unconsciously, and his eyes began to be solemn.

Seeing the other party's attitude, why did he need to ask anything more?

There's no need anymore.

Such an attitude is the best answer.

"Disciple of the Martial Saint Pavilion, Lin Haiya!"

"It's not broken, Hua Yuzhang!"

The two of them reported their calendars and titles, and saluted each other with fists in the air.

Hua Li looked at them nervously from the side, although she didn't think that her grandfather would lose to this young man, she still couldn't help but get nervous, and the orange she was holding in her hand was also a little harder, a drop of juice dripped down her fingers, and the orange-yellow liquid splashed down.

Like a signal for a starting gun.

The first to attack was Lin Haiya, and in a bright white afterimage that could barely be heard, the knife was unsheathed.

The left hand sheathed the right hand knife, one left and one right, staggered to the left and right sides of Hua Yuzhang, and a cross was rubbed in the middle.

"Silent knife, killing technique...... Should he be said to be Huo Qiushui's disciple? ”

While Hua Yuzhang commented, the muscles on his arm clenched suddenly, and the whole arm showed a brighter color, as if covered with a layer of dark yellow rock.

The scabbard and blade slashed into his arms, and suddenly burst out with a poignant and sharp sound, making Hua Li subconsciously hold his head and cover his ears.

The knife slashed down, leaving not a single scar, not even a white mark.

Lin Haiya immediately pulled back the distance, and he looked at his knife...... This knife is called 'Fangcao', and it is also one of the famous knives, and it used to be Huo Qiushui's saber when he was young.

The sharpness of the blade is definitely enough, and it is more than enough to cut through the iron cloth shirt of a Shaolin monk.

But Hua Yuzhang's body can't break the defense at all.

"Mysterious?"

"It's just the 'Xuanhuang Gong Body' that has reached the pinnacle of the realm." Hua Yuzhang explained in a flat tone: "The world's martial arts, but once you enter the grade, once you practice to the fullest, you can permanently change your physique and form a special body. ”

The five elements of the world, gold, wood, water, fire and earth, the representative of the central soil is the Yellow Dragon, which is also a cliché.

The Four Elephants Divine Skill is in the top ten of the Divine Skill List, and it can also be split into five different exercises, and Huanglongdui is one of them.

There are five kinds of exercises in the Four Elephant Divine Skills, which is normal.

Hua Yuzhang's body has been cultivated to the peak of the realm, and when his power runs, his body is like iron and stone.

Of course, since it is a martial art, there are flaws, and it is impossible to practice both eyes and lower yin, and at the same time, there is also a cover door like the immortal golden body that has no gods, but the cover door is optional...... Therefore, even cultivators who are also of the same kind of body do not know where the cover door is.

Lin Haiya turned his wrist and denied: "I'm afraid it's more than that, if it's just a gong body, there shouldn't be this kind of anti-shock power." ”

He deliberately distanced himself to sense the force.

Hua Yuzhang laughed: "This is my secret skill, maybe that's what Huo Qiushui wants you to see!" ”

Lin Haiya didn't say much: "Please teach me again!" ”

Swinging the knife, in an instant, the sword light was mixed with a layer of endless spirit.

Lin Haiya is a disciple of the sword saint, but also a genius in the sword arts, in the early years with Huo Qiushui all over the world, he came to the coast to watch the tide, sitting on the ground for a day to realize a set of knife techniques and unique luck methods.

Its breath is long, and the knife technique is as continuous as the tide of continuous shooting.

I saw that the light of the knife was like a shadow, and the tidal knife technique continued to beckon, one after another, as if as long as the time was enough, he could split here for a full day.

But Hua Yuzhang stood in place without retreating, as if it was a reef standing on the coast, letting it continue day and night, and the reef was still standing still.

One attack and one defense, the people who watch are dazzled.

And Hua Li rubbed his eyes, as if he saw Hua Yuzhang's struggle under the knife light.

There was a slight pause in the operation of the latter's aura, and he was shocked by the sword light and took half a step back.

But the next moment, he pushed it back again, and even stepped forward, raising his right leg and shaking his feet.

Boom ——!

In the fan-shaped area in front of it, the bricks on the ground within a range of 10 meters directly cracked and shattered, and the stones splashed out two or three meters high, some fell on the ceiling, some broke through the windows, and some were embedded behind the door.

The entire practice room was like an earthquake.

This move directly destroyed Lin Haiya's balance, and his offensive sword technique also came to a halt, and the whole person was shocked and hovered in mid-air.

Hua Yuzhang still had a combo, swinging his fist in the air, and the fist wind fell on Lin Haiya's back, he actually raised his scabbard to defend against this punch, as if he had eyes behind his back.

Hua Yuzhang was about to swing his fist again, but saw a fierce knife light set off under his flipped body.

The fists and knives collided, and at the same time as the two were staggered, a touch of red splashed out.

Hua Yuzhang had an extra five-centimeter scratch on the back of his hand, and the skin was traumatized, but it did not damage the muscles and bones.

Lin Haiya landed on the ground after three laps in mid-air.

"That ...... just now"

"One of the family teacher's proud moves, fluttering." Lin Haiya said: "But I haven't mastered it yet. ”

Being able to find the angle of the knife when it is completely out of balance is also a kind of self-sacrifice skill.

Hua Yuzhang laughed, he didn't care about the injury on the back of his hand, he only felt happy, maybe he hadn't felt this way for many years, injury, pain, and fighting.

Holding back a tingling pain in his heart, he said aloud, "Go on!" Show me your sword! ”

Lin Haiya's eyes were no longer flat, but showed a sense of hunger and thirst, and his tone couldn't help but reveal a little madness and middle two: "Fangcao is a little thirsty...... Me too! Grandmaster Hua, beware! ”

The only audience, Xiao Huali sat in the corner and watched these, she couldn't understand the subtlety of those swords and swords, she could only see the horror of these two people, the sharpness of their attacks, and the wildness of killing each other.

All this deeply affected her young heart.

This is the transcendent.

This is the transcendent.

It is not glamorous at all, but a cruel world where power is king, a jungle where beasts of prey fight each other but enjoy each other.

The battle lasted for more than an hour before it gradually came to an end.

Both sides pulled out all the stops.

Hua Yuzhang couldn't help but be even more amazed at the terrifying afterlife, this age was already at the peak of the second order, and it was not far from the third order, if the level was the same, he would definitely not be able to win.

It's a pity that after all, he is still a young man, too immature.

The offensive line is too simple, after all, he is inexperienced, and if he changes the offensive line at will, he will be more likely to be led by instinct, thus completely disrupting the offensive rhythm.

The knife technique can be crazy, but it can't be chaotic.

If you can't control the blade in your hand, it will become full of flaws in front of the master's eyes.

It's another knife, which seems to be incomparably precise timing control, and it seems to be an impeccable knife, but it is too reckless.

Just catch the knife and you're done.

Hua Yuzhang raised his hand and clasped it towards the blade, he had no doubt that he could take this sword, and entering the white blade empty-handed was not a dangerous act for him, a defense master.

Even the layman Hua Li can see it clearly, as long as he catches this knife, he can lock Lin Haiya's weapon, and the swordsman without the knife can only admit defeat.

But at this moment, the blade passed directly through Hua Yuzhang's palm, leaving a three-centimeter-deep wound at his tiger's mouth, penetrating his chest.

Hua Yuzhang opened his mouth and coughed up blood, his momentum suddenly declining.

It wasn't coughing up blood because of the penetrating wound.

Rather, it was the accumulation and explosion of old wounds, dark wounds, and the exhaustion and weakness of the old shell that reached its peak.

His body was lifted, and even his gaze was in a trance for a moment, and he couldn't hold the blade.

Lin Haiya drew his knife and retreated, blood splattered three feet.

He looked at his blade, and then at Hua Yuzhang, the blazing in his eyes slowly receded, and the corners of his mouth began to fall.

The disciples of the Martial Saint Pavilion stood here silently.

Hua Li couldn't hold back any longer, rushed out of the corner, and shouted with a blue face: "Grandpa! ”

"Don't come here!" Hua Yuzhang roared in a low voice, his suppressed roar was like an old lion, and the sound made Hua Li's steps freeze.

"It's not over yet." Hua Yuzhang stared at Lin Haiya and said slowly, he supported his body, straightened his back again, and stared at the young man: "You don't want to put away the knife!" ”

Lin Haiya said: "No, I still have a knife that hasn't come out." ”

"Then use it!" Hua Yuzhang smiled: "Let me see where the limit is!" ”

Lin Haiya replied, 'Okay'.

He had already mastered a supernatural sword.

It's just that if this knife is cut out, Hua Yuzhang has no chance of survival, he has reached the limit.

Out of respect, he still grasped the knife, put the blade into the scabbard, and began to gather strength, even though he knew exactly what the result would be if he swung it, he still did not hesitate.

Hua Yuzhang swallowed the bright red spit, he didn't know if his old body could still be released, but he still wanted to give it a try.

He would rather be beheaded by a knife than die of old age.

The dignity and pride in his bones made him want to choose a suitable way to die...... What if you use your own reputation to fulfill the latecomers?

He was willing to eat it.

Why be afraid of death?

The two men looked at each other, and the same awe-inspiring madness flashed in their eyes.

Lin Haiya drew his sword.

At that time, the knife light in his hand was no longer a blade, but a streamer, and the knife light pouring out was like opening a floodgate, roaring, and the whole room was an impermeable knife light.

"Chopping the waves—"

He also approached in a flash of light, but just as the attack arrived, he stopped.

The sword light hovered in front of Hua Yuzhang's body, and the move stopped with the pause, and the scattered sword light in the sky was scattered like shredded confetti.

Lin Haiya opened his mouth and turned into a silent sigh.

Hua Yuzhang stood in place, motionless like a stone carving.

The brilliance in his eyes slowly dissipated.

His consciousness was dissolving.

With the regret that they could not finish this battle.

His voice was weak and melancholy.

"It's hateful......"

"Am I not qualified to be a whetstone?"

It's yourself who hates it.

It's the pity for yourself.

It's also me who is sorry.

He fell on his back.

Hua Li walked to the old man's side, hugged his grandfather and shouted, crying heartbreakingly.

All kinds of illusions about the transcendent are completely shattered and vanished at this moment.

How much she longed for it in the past, how much she hated and feared it now.

What's so good about the transcendent?

She saw only the desperation of an old man in it.

Hua Li couldn't cry.

Lin Haiya put away the knife silently, planning to leave here, there was no need for him to stay in Nanling, there was not much joy and sorrow in his heart, only regret.

Tests between transcendentals, death and injury are common.

Hua Yuzhang died, and the Hua family might hate him, but he sent a letter to prove that this was a private challenge, so the Long Night Division would not care.

With this thought in mind, Lin Haiya stepped out of the door, and immediately heard a voice.

"—where are you going?"

(End of chapter)