Chapter 40 Sword Fighting
A valley of birds and flowers, full of peach blossoms, purple and red. A woman in white strokes the piano under the tree, the sound of the piano is faint, full of worry.
"Mother, today is my father's death day, just the two of us go, you have been in a trance recently, so don't bother. The girl in red said sweetly.
The woman in white looked up at the sky, and before she could speak, she let out a long sigh to herself.
"Mother, when I was leaving the day before yesterday, my husband said that he would come back around noon today. ”
"It's been three months, and in the past three months, the Nantian Gate has been closed, and the immortals are separated, I really don't know what happened!"
"No matter what happens, as long as our family of three is together, even if the earth is turned upside down, even if the vicissitudes of the sea, there is nothing to fear!"
"Lately, I've been feeling uneasy, and I've been in the past with my eyes open and closed. Kid, we're all wrong!"
"Mother, what's wrong?" the girl in red was visibly panicked.
"He left me for more than 10,000 years, it was not the fault of the year, I really can't believe that his departure is a full 10,000 years!"
"Mother, don't think about it, he's gone forever. ”
"No!" the woman in white almost roared, "He is not dead, he will not die, even if the ten thousand worlds are destroyed, he will not be able to die!"
The woman in white no longer seemed to be as holy and dignified as before, and tears were already flowing down her face, "No one knows him better than me, his miraculous skills are beyond the world, even if he is a Heavenly Venerable Dao Ancestor, he is not as good as him." In this world, there is absolutely no one or nothing that can let him die!"
But his heart was already dead. The girl in red didn't have time to cover her mouth, and blurted out a sentence that pulled the atmosphere towards a deathly silence.
After a long time, the woman in white coughed to break the deadlock, and the girl hurriedly supported the woman.
"It's a pity that he has a sister who is so stupid and ruthless!"
"Mother, don't do this, he won't blame you, don't torture yourself anymore. ”
"However, the recent vision of heaven and earth has made me vaguely remember that a great calamity is coming. ”
The girl looked at the woman in bewilderment, and the woman's eyes suddenly became misty, and her voice became more and more distant.
"There is a lot of ancient demon beasts in his magic treasure mountain, river society, and there are many ancient demon beasts sealed, as long as his mana is not enough to maintain the seal, the demon beasts will escape. For more than 10,000 years, there has never been news of a monster causing a disaster, so I don't believe he died. It's just that since he is not dead, why didn't he come to look for me, he has been hidden for 10,000 years, and he has not been heard from. ”
"What my mother said was that since there was no news of death, she should mourn. I think we are a family of three, with a fairy body, the Tao is mysterious, and it should benefit the world. ”
"It's just that the world has changed recently, and I always dream of it for my mother...... I'm afraid to be, I'm afraid to be...... Hey, I'm a little tired......" The woman in white felt bitter in her heart, but she stopped talking.
Watching the girl in red slowly walk away, when the woman turned her face, her eyes were full of endless pain and remorse.
"Second brother, second brother, why don't you go home yet? Cicada is so tired and bitter waiting!"
In the other corner, the black and white shuangsha are still paying attention to Erlang, different from Lao Hei's irrational blind confidence in Erlang, Lao Bai's face is worried.
"Lao Bai, don't have a bitter gourd face all day long, the boss will be very satisfied when he sees Erlang's performance!"
"No, it's not going to be easy. That kid is the one who Ba Dao fancies. ”
"Cut, our Seven Evil Regiment may not be weaker than his sword, so let Erlang fire this cannon for us!"
"Old Hei, speak softly! Use your brain, now Erlang is not a member of our group!"
“......”
In the ring, the referee's whistle sounded, and Jiro and Hollis stood looking at each other. Hollis was silent, Erlang didn't smile, the two just nodded to each other, and then began to brew momentum.
Hollis was dressed in a black swordsman suit, and the tip of the three-foot thin sword was full of fighting energy, rushing towards Erlang like lightning, and before he got close, there was a sharp fighting spirit fluctuating in the air. A faint phantom was nowhere to hide in Erlang's eyes, and Erlang's figure was unfolded, so that he was still calm on his face.
Without waiting for Erlang to counterattack, Hollis slashed down again with a fast sword, and Erlang dodged more than ten swords in a row, that is, he didn't use a magic shield, and he didn't make a move, I don't know if it was courtesy, or it was too late to fight back. In an instant, the sword light in the ring shone brightly, and the short and thin black figure of Hollis became more and more blurred, and most of the audience only felt that the speed of the two people was getting faster and faster, and they couldn't even see the movements of the two people clearly.
There was a slight surprise in Erlang's heart, Hollis was different from any other opponent, he didn't win with fighting spirit, in the battle, what impressed the audience the most was his speed, and his fighting spirit cultivation was easily ignored by everyone. Erlang found that the opponent's speed was not slower than him at all, and this is the reason why most people were worried about Erlang, the vindictive spirit cultivation was not as good as Hollis, and the speed was not superior, and Hollis, who had the advantage of speed, restrained the magician, how should Erlang fight back?
However, Jiro's hole cards are more than just speed. His ice sword was full of chill, and he was high and low under Hollis's fast sword attack, although he defended more and attacked less, he could barely cope with it. As the game deepened, every time the two swords intersected, Erlang could feel the pressure of the opponent's sword, but God was fair, Hollis focused on the improvement of speed, but he could not do a perfect job in the injection of fighting energy, and each sword could only exert three percent of the power to attack. Erlang barely resisted the opponent's attack with his slightly weak Fighting Qi cultivation, and every time he took it, Erlang consumed one more point of Fighting Qi, but Hollis's speed also slowed down by one more point.
Two minutes later, the two didn't know how many swords they had fought against, and Erlang's fighting spirit was almost exhausted, but Erlang's eyes slowly lit up. As he continued to infuse ice magic into his ice sword, Hollis gradually found himself unwittingly falling for ice slowing magic, and the battle became more and more out of his control.
The tide of the battle between the two was constantly changing, and Jiro gradually equalized the game from a completely passive start. For every time Hollis strikes two swords, Erlang can also have one or two chances to shoot his sword, and such a match makes the audience addicted and makes Hollis extremely unhappy. It is true that Jiro's ice sword does not have much fighting energy, but somehow, the chill on the ice sword makes Hollis extremely uncomfortable.
The resoluteness in Hollis's eyes was fleeting, and the situation of the battle changed again, and Hollis's sword no longer did any defense, and some only had an indomitable attack. It was a deadly way of playing, and even everyone on the rostrum was a little dissatisfied, and in the exclamation of the audience, the two were in danger again and again.
Erlang's eyes also had a hint of caution, his fighting spirit was exhausted, and his mental power was also consumed a lot, at this time, the opponent still had to fight with his life, and if he continued to fight, he didn't know what the outcome would be. It's just that in this sword fight, can you use magic, are you willing to use magic? The stubbornness that comes from the bones makes Jiro heavily deny this idea.
Hollis's fast sword was sharp and cold-blooded, and Erlang's ice sword was cold and cold, and the two swords intersected again, and the crisp sound of the blade crashing before was not unexpected. Hollis immediately found that there was a burst of traction on Erlang's sword, and as the tip of Erlang's sword rotated, he was a little involuntarily, what kind of magic is this? Hollis was shocked, and hurriedly shook his wrist to shake off Erlang's pull, and took two steps back.
Seeing Hollis retreat, Jiro stepped on the chain, and the ice sword slashed through a circle in the air, slashing at Hollis again. Hollis didn't dodge or dodge, he raised his sword and pointed it directly at Erlang's chest, and Erlang's wrist flipped to pocket Hollis's short sword. Hollis flickered with hesitation in his eyes, and he tried his best to urge the fighting spirit, and stabbed Erlang with his sword. The two swords met again, the fast sword was deflected, the fighting spirit of the tip of the sword swept past Erlang, Hollis's sword momentum was exhausted, and the Shou Ice Sword was pulled, and he couldn't help but rush forward two steps. Frightened, Hollis once again shook off the traction of the ice sword, and swung his sword quickly to protect his vital point. After coming back to his senses, he found that Erlang did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, and only took precautions with his sword in front of him.
"What kind of magic is this?" Nicks couldn't help but ask Smith beside him.
At the same time, Smith's question rang in his ears: "What kind of fighting skill is this?"
Erlang raised his sword and stood up, there was also surprise in his heart, looking at the tip of his sword, his heart was really uneasy, one of his unexpected actions actually had a miraculous effect, but it was the original reason, it seemed that he was waiting for himself to recover his memory.
Some people in the audience also began to discover this strangeness, and countless people had the same idea in their hearts: There must be something wrong with this Erlang! If the current Erlang is just a child, a trainee magician, and an apprentice swordsman, however, the talent he has shown can already be called a demon, what kind of existence will he be in ten or twenty years? Many people with good intentions began to fall into contemplation.
The performance in the ring continued, and Hollis was trying to break the net, but Erlang was like a ball of cotton, completely unable to focus, whether it was the statement that only fast and unbreakable, or the statement that the realm was victorious, it was ruthlessly broken at this moment. I don't know if Erlang is because he doesn't have absolute strength to solve the battle, or if he is immersed in the world of martial arts, the two can't hold each other for a while.
In the audience, a burly young man in a fancy costume stood up, turned around and walked outside the martial arts arena, followed by four teenagers.
"Boss, don't you want to watch it? This is related to whether Hollis can advance or not!"
"The results of this game are already in, there is no need to pay attention. ”
"You're saying Hollis lost?"
Seeing that the leading boy didn't speak, the questioning boy asked again: "What about the repechage match later?"
"I'm not interested in him anymore. ”
"Yes, yes, of course this level of competition is not in the eyes of the boss!" the young man sneered.
"You don't understand, if you do, you won't say such things. ”
The young man's smile froze on his face, and his companion in the back bumped him on the shoulder, and the group disappeared at the door of the martial arts arena.
"Senior sister, the sword is gone!" Lilith reminded softly, a little surprised in her voice.
"Normal, with the arrogance of the sword, this kind of competition is not in his eyes, and he insisted on being a spectator for a day, purely to watch this little guy's performance. When he saw it, he could naturally leave. ”
Lilith nodded, her eyes a little burning, "Senior sister, what is the realm of the overlord sword, is he really stronger than you?"
"I'm not sure about the realm of the sword, but you have to know that he is definitely a powerful faction, although I still have my own hole cards and hidden strength, but I can't beat him, he is the only classmate who makes me feel extremely dangerous. ”
"Ahh
"However, he is no more talented than you. Lilith, come on, I'm optimistic about you! You're the most gifted classmate I've ever met, and before today, there wasn't one!"
"Senior sister is too famous, how can I be so good!" Lilith said modestly, but a handsome figure appeared in her mind.
"Lilith, you, cultivate with peace of mind, you will soon surpass him!"
"Him?" said Lilith.
"Yes, it's him! If you had the guidance of the master, you would have surpassed him a long time ago! If you hadn't caused a big accident when you entered the school, the master would have accepted you a long time ago! In that case, you and him would be brothers and sisters in the same school! It's a pity!"
"Senior sister, hate it! Let's talk about the game!"
"The game can be said to be over a long time ago! Let's go!"
"Classmates, look! The sword and the witch are gone!"
In the ring, Hollis seemed to be in a quagmire, his eyes were complicated and entangled for a long time, he jumped out of the circle, admitted defeat to Erlang, and ended a strange game.
"Erlang, Erlang!" In the cheers of the audience, Erlang also fled from everyone's focus, and after the game, he did not continue to watch the game, and went directly out of the martial arts arena.
When he came to the lake, it was already dark, and Erlang sat on the grass, thinking about the details of the game, and his heart was full of thoughts, and he couldn't think of himself.
"Second brother!" I don't know how long it took, a coquettish call came, Erlang turned his head, and Anna stood behind him.
"Nana, when did you come?"
"Second brother, let's go, I'm waiting for you!" Without waiting for Erlang to continue asking, Anna pulled Erlang up, turned around and left.