"Wu Zi Paint!"

The muscular man clenched his heavy sword in both hands, barely supporting his body, and his golden messy hair and blood on his face made him look like a dying lion: "Is it worth it to lose an arm and ruin your future for the sake of two untouchables?" ”

He knew very well that his six internal organs were damaged, and such an injury was no longer able to recover, and the difference was only that death came sooner or later.

The reason why the word "untouchable" is used is just to let the young man named Wu Ziqi on the opposite side show his flaws because of his emotional turmoil, and fight with the other party before he dies.

Three meters in front of the strong man, a young man with black hair and black eyes with a broken arm turned pale and looked like he had lost too much blood.

Because his left arm was smashed into pulp, Wu Ziqi's movements were obviously much slower at the moment, but he was still vigilant, but he was unforgiving, rampant, and very arrogant: "It's hard to buy a master!" ”

"What's more, the couple you call 'untouchables' gave me a mouthful of hot porridge to eat after I wandered to this place, when I was hungry and cold, and had no way out."

"Originally, I planned to devote myself to hard cultivation, and after I became the strongest in this world and won the name of [Sword Head], I would return to my hometown, so that they would be rich and rich for the rest of their lives."

"It's just that I didn't expect ......"

Speaking of this, the young man's eyebrows furrowed, and he squinted at the strong man: "They were smashed into pulp by you just because of the ridiculous reason of 'kneeling in time'." ”

When the strong man heard this, an incredible look suddenly appeared on his face.

Although avenging his benefactor and gambling on his future and even his life does have a bit of the flavor of ancient heroes, but ......

Wu Ziqi is not much stronger than himself!

Just a meal of grace, just run to fight with yourself?

"Hey!"

Wu Ziqi's sharp gaze was firmly locked on the strong man, keeping a relatively safe distance from the other party, tearing off a piece of cloth from the hem of his clothes, not caring about whether there were bacteria or viruses, he roughly wrapped it around the severed arm, and forcibly stopped the bleeding: "The grace of dripping water, you should repay it with a gushing spring - you haven't heard of this sentence, have you?" ”

"That's the cultural difference and the generation gap in the world."

Hearing this, the strong man was uneasy.

"Righteous Men ......"

The thought of dying with the boy in the blonde man's mind faltered for a moment.

"Nope! You must kill this little ghost! Even if it is death, it will make him pay! ”

The eyes of the strong man with chaotic thoughts lit up, and he reaffirmed his killing intent.

He was about to make a move, but he felt the alarm bell in his heart ring suddenly, and he only had time to pull the heavy sword out of the mud when he noticed a flash of black light in front of him.

Suddenly!

The blade strikes, and the cold front rages!

The strong man only felt a chill in his throat, and the whole person became fluttering, and he immediately fell into an eternal sleep.

"Whew...... Finally got rid of this guy! ”

Looking at the headless body of the strong man, Wu Ziqi kicked the dead head out with a kick, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, poofed, and collapsed to the ground without any image.

"Shhh It hurts! It turns out that this is how it feels to lose an arm! Interesting ......"

Wu Ziqi's handsome face, because of excessive blood loss at the moment, looks like a sick ghost who has been holding a medicine jar all the year round, and even has trouble breathing, making people worry that he may die violently at any time.

"Can't sleep! It's not safe here! ”

The boy gritted his teeth like a carp on the shore, rolling on the ground, struggling for a while, covered with mud and blood, before he barely stood up: "It's almost daylight, if you pass out in this place, there is a high probability that you will be killed by those monsters." ”

"Only when you are alive can you have more fun!"

Looking around and observing for a moment, Wu Ziqi took heavy steps and slowly moved towards the passenger compartment in the southwest.

One-step, three-step, five-step......

Closer, closer!

In a state of serious injury, Wu Ziqi walked the most difficult fifty steps in his life.

Finally, he came to the wing, pushed the large bed with one arm and his body, and blocked the door.

After rebandaging the injury, Wu Ziqi's head almost just touched the jade pillow and instantly lost consciousness.

The sun sinks and the moon rises, and the stars fill the sky.

The next day, Wu Ziqi, who had been lying in bed for almost a whole day, finally broke free from the state of not knowing whether he was in a coma or a deep sleep.

The hard and brittle blood scabs on the body are very unpleasant to the touch.

The thick smell of blood lingering between the wings of the nose is even more disgusting.

"The wound must be cleaned as soon as possible to avoid infection!"

Wu Ziqi subconsciously wanted to poke out his left hand, but he grabbed it - after the battle just now, he had already lost his left arm, but ...... Personal habits take a while to correct.

With the only remaining right hand, he took off the cowhide water bladder he carried with him, poured a few large mouthfuls of water, and washed the blood stains on the broken arm with a frown, and Wu Ziqi relaxed a little.

Although he had no appetite, he still took off the homemade dry food sewn into the lining of his jacket, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it little by little.

Salt and sugar mixed with jerky, soaked in blood and sweat, is not very tasty, but it is the most convenient nourishment right now, it can quickly replenish the electrolytes, protein and calories you desperately need.

"Now, it's the review stage of the post-war summary."

Glancing at his empty left arm, Wu Ziqi raised his eyebrows: "I've become a one-armed man......"

"The disadvantage is that I lost an arm, because of the incomplete limbs and loss of qi and blood, the speed of martial arts cultivation in the future will be much reduced."

"If you encounter a strong enemy in the future, there is no need to go head-on."

"It's okay to use a bow and crossbow, poison, set traps, and lime to sprinkle your face, and I was still a little iron before."

"However, it's not too late to make amends! When it's safe, you can find a way to increase your cultivation speed and make up for your own shortcomings! Even, in this world of swordsmanship, even the rebirth of a broken arm may not be impossible! ”

However......

The strong sense of weakness and uncertain future brought about by the loss of an arm did not make Wu Ziqi depressed, but instead made a smile outline the corner of his mouth: "The good thing is that I have avenged Junior Brother Zhao and my brother-in-law." ”

Is it worth it?

Value!

Those who practice martial arts are trying to reach a single thought!

If you have to be timid in everything you do, then it's better not to practice swords from the beginning!

When he came to this world of swordsmanship just now, it was the cold winter wax moon, he was unfamiliar with life, and he didn't understand the language, if it wasn't for the newlywed Yan'er Zhao couple who kindly took him in, I am afraid that he would have been frozen to death on the first day of crossing.

Although I lost an arm, I don't regret it!

People live for a lifetime, and they should have a clear conscience!

Wu Ziqi, whose thoughts were boiling, suddenly felt a burst of heat in his heart.

The next moment......

A fiery air current, along the heart, suddenly spread all over the limbs.

Poof!

Poof!

Poof!

The sound like a drum came from the chest, and a mysterious power evolved out of thin air from the dantian under the lower abdomen, infiltrating and nourishing every cell in his body.

"This ...... This is...... The legendary [Sword Technique True Species] realm? ”

Wu Ziqi's eyes widened, his right fist clenched, and the feeling of weakness was swept away, replaced by seemingly inexhaustible energy: "There will be absolutely no mistake!" ”

"Truly transcendental power! Hahahahaha! ”

The one-armed boy with black hair and black eyes laughed wildly, flipped his right hand, and spread his palm.

His mind moved slightly, and a pitch-black flame of light spawned at his fingertips, flickering and disappearing.

"Where is this? The first step in the long march! Wu Ziqi, you must not be complacent! ”

"Weakness is never an obstacle to survival, arrogance is! If one day I think I'm 'strong enough to improve,' it's a way to die! ”

Just as the boy silently warned himself not to be swelled by his newly acquired mysterious power, he suddenly found ......

The transcendent power that has just been conceived is being consumed at the speed of light, and it is converging in one point!

"Huh?"

Before they could stop it, they had already condensed into an inverted figure 8 on the back of the right hand, representing "infinity".

After repeatedly confirming that the [Sword Technique True Seed] he had just produced had not completely disappeared and was slowly recovering, Wu Ziqi focused his attention on that mysterious symbol.

Rumble!

After a moment of distraction, a strange look appeared on Wuzi's lacquered face.

"So I have a golden finger."

"When I truly set foot on the path of transcendence, the talent that can only be awakened ......"

"[Great Divine Power: Fate]!"

After understanding the function of this talent, Wu Ziqi couldn't help but think of four big golden characters in his mind.

"Lord God, activate!"