Text Season 8: Danger _ "Phantom Spear (8)" Chapter 18: Fateful Duel

In the first few rounds of confrontation, Jiang Feng predicted Wan Tianba's moves everywhere, and used the dragon marksmanship to cooperate with the earth's heart method, and attacked around Wan Tianba's knife-wielding hand all the time, and deliberately exposed the flaw at the critical moment, and stabbed Wan Tianba's right arm with the "return gun" trick, but Wan Tianba lowered his head, and his eyes were full of bloodshots.

Wan Tianba's lips began to twitch, and although he lowered his head, he could vaguely hear his whispering laughter. Jiang Feng had seen this state before. At the beginning, Wan Tianba came to the Zhaoxian Pavilion to make trouble, and after Yue Xingchen suppressed him with a sword, he slowly became similar.

"Into the Devil", this flashed through Jiang Feng's mind like a thunderbolt on a sunny day. Once Wan Tianba enters this state, his strength will be very different from before, and it will be even more difficult to win at that time.

Jiang Feng raised the silver spear with both hands, stepped on the snow, and stabbed directly into Wan Tianba's heart, and the demon soul knife in Wan Tianba's hand had already begun to overflow with a trace of black qi. He was not in a hurry, he retreated while blocking, Jiang Feng immediately grabbed the tail of the gun, turned the cold iron silver spear, and used a "spiral shot" move, Wan Tianba suddenly roared, and the surroundings of his body were instantly shrouded by internal force, which directly shook Jiang Feng's killing move.

Jiang Feng's heart is not good, but Wan Tianba is not much better, it takes some time to enter the demon state, and the evil qi in the demon soul knife is fused with the internal force in his own body, in this process, Wan Tianba was forced to use part of the internal force to turn into a protective circle to shake Jiang Feng's attack, it is conceivable that he has no way to retreat.

"Hahahahaha! Although at the last moment, I was interrupted by you, and I couldn't fully use my hands and feet. But in this state, I am enough to look at the world, hahaha! Jiang Feng, I am eager to lick your hot blood, come on!" As soon as the words fell, Wan Tianba waved his right hand, and the black sword qi instantly emitted, and the power had already shaken the snow under his feet.

Jiang Feng's eyes appeared with the shadow of black sword qi, although he should not be hard connected, but at this critical moment, if he didn't try to see if he could catch Wan Tianba's moves, how could he have a slight chance of winning? Jiang Feng stepped forward with his left foot, stepped forward with his right foot, and quickly rotated the silver spear with both hands, the spear head was aimed at the center of the knife qi, and a shot directly stepped forward.

Suddenly, there was a clang, Jiang Feng's hands were a little numb, and he was shocked to take a few steps back. Wan Tianba's extremely excited face actually showed a look of surprise, and he said in disbelief: "Impossible, with your martial arts, you can't catch my black sword qi at all!"

On the contrary, Jiang Feng showed a smile on his face and said: "Wan Tianba, although your demon is powerful, I, Jiang Feng, will naturally not lose to you, even if you enter the finals of the World Martial Arts Conference, you will definitely lose to me." Although Jiang Feng himself didn't believe what he said, but when facing the enemy, the strength of martial arts is naturally the key to victory, but the suppression of momentum is also extremely important. It can be regarded as Jiang Feng's luck, he used the spiral shot in time before, so that Wan Tianba unloaded part of his internal force, otherwise Jiang Feng might not be able to catch the trick just now.

"Don't be complacent, the nightmare is still to come!" After speaking, Wan Tianba was still gritting his teeth just now, and in an instant, people seemed to have lost their souls. He was covered in the black qi of the Demon Soul Knife, soaking his whole body, his eyes became more bloodshot, and he began to sway from side to side, as if he was drunk.

Jiang Feng was suspicious in his heart, but he couldn't take care of it at the moment, with the silver gun in his hand, with the rhythm of the snowflakes falling, he drew a beautiful arc, and the "two-in-a-row" in the Jiang family's marksmanship stabbed out, attacking the opponent's middle and upper two ways. In this marksmanship, one move is real, and the other trick is false, which is confusing. But just when Jiang Feng thought he was about to succeed, the tip of the spear actually swooped into the air, and Wan Tianba disappeared in front of his eyes in an instant. Jiang Feng was shocked, he didn't look back, he immediately withdrew the silver gun, stood diagonally and blocked directly behind his back, and sure enough, he blocked Wan Tianba's blow. By the time he turned around, there was no trace of Wan Tianba.

"Netherworld Ghost Step", this is the evil martial arts of the Ten Thousand Heavenly Tyrants. Using the murderous aura of the Demon Soul Knife and the internal force in the body, all of them were infused on the knees, and the speed of footwork was beyond ordinary people. Before, even Yue Xingchen, who was famous for his swift sword, couldn't keep up with this set of footwork.

Jiang Feng's eyes quickly turned left and right, and the disappearance of Wan Tianba was really the most terrifying thing. Masters make moves between them, and victory or defeat is often in an instant. As the thought flashed through his mind, his back was already scratched, and a rush of pain quickly came. By the time Jiang Feng reacted and turned around to make a move, Wan Tianba had already disappeared. Jiang Feng paid attention to the snow around him, dozens of messy footprints had already appeared, and Wan Tianba had stepped on so many steps in just a short period of effort. The invisible pressure shrouded Jiang Feng's surroundings. There was another burst of pain, Jiang Feng's back was scratched again, a fork-shaped wound had appeared, and the originally snow-white robe had begun to be stained red by the overflowing blood.

Is there really no way? The eyes can't keep up, how should I deal with it? In this fateful duel of life and death, have I already failed in advance?

At this critical juncture, Jiang Feng suddenly recalled an incident that happened on Yunhua Mountain back then.

In the fourth year after Huang Yue went down the mountain with his mother, Lei Jin took him to hunt in the mountains. At the beginning, the young Jiang Feng was already able to catch up with and kill live rabbits, and his skills were extraordinary. But just as he was about to take away the prey he had worked so hard to take, there was a sharp cry above the sky, it was a huge wild eagle, which coveted the rabbit that Jiang Feng hunted in mid-air. Jiang Feng didn't care about it at first, but when he stepped forward to pick up the rabbit, the wild eagle actually attacked him quickly. His sharp beak pecked Jiang Feng, and the continuous three-dimensional attack made Jiang Feng helpless and almost killed. Fortunately, Lei Jin arrived in time, he stood motionless in place, his eyes closed, and the moment the wild eagle attacked him, he immediately shot it and stabbed it to death.

"Feng'er, do you know where you lost just now?" Lei Jin touched Jiang Feng's head and asked.

"Feng'er doesn't know, please ask Uncle Lei to teach me!" At this moment, Xiao Jiang Feng's eyes flashed with admiration.

"If you are facing an enemy, you need to remember the three points I have said today. Weapons are one inch long and one inch strong, long weapons are inherently more advantageous than short weapons, if your long weapons can be like short weapons, handy, you will be invincible; second, the world's martial arts, only fast and unbreakable, no flawed gun moves with the swiftness of the body, can definitely take the lead; third, if the opponent is faster than you, just like this goshawk, you must not make random moves, because you can't keep up with its speed, once rashly attacked, not only will the physical strength be quickly consumed, but also will expose your own flaws to the opponent, which is quite dangerous。 Lei Jin said very seriously.

"Then Uncle Lei, teach me how to deal with such a situation. Jiang Feng begged.

"Okay, first of all, your mind must be completely calm, if your mind is not still, then your body will be chaotic, and you will be defeated. When you practice martial arts to the top level, you don't particularly care about the sharpness of the tricks, the combination of virtual and real is important, but your eyes will deceive you. The body can generally keep up with what the eyes can see, but once the eyes can't see it, then do you have to let others slaughter it? Therefore, only your own body will not lie to you, at this time, close your useless eyes, and feel the surroundings with your body. Whether it's the subtle sounds, the movement of the steps, or the movements of the moves, you can catch their shadows. And at this time, if you have trained countless gun moves on weekdays, you can no longer hesitate, decisively take advantage of the situation, and don't be afraid of failure, but if you have a trace of timidity in your heart, your move will be slow. This is what we martial arts practitioners often call the 'heart's eye' and instinctive reaction. Only those who can open the 'heart eye' can become a top master, and the extent to which the 'heart eye' and the body's instincts can be combined will directly determine the lethality of your moves. Lei Jin said a long sentence.

Xiao Jiang Feng back then, naturally, couldn't fully understand. Lei Jin shook his head with a smile and said, "You are still young, and you lack the experience of facing the enemy, one day in the future, you will finally have an epiphany of the truth." Feng'er, you just remember one sentence, don't look with your eyes, when your eyes catch the prey, you are already slow, you have to feel it with your body, understand?"

Xiao Jiang Feng smiled and said, "Uncle Lei, I seem to understand a little bit when you say this, but it's easy to say, and it's really difficult to really do it." ”

"Hehe, no master can be made in a day. Okay, it's not too early, let's go back!" Lei Jin helped Jiang Feng carry the hare, and the two walked back to the house together.

The memories of the past seemed to be very long, but they flashed in Jiang Feng's mind, but it was only a short time. At this moment, Wan Tianba, who was walking on the ghost steps in the snowy night, smiled extremely terrifyingly, and in the wind and snow, he was only heard excitedly saying: "You will continue to be dyed red, Jiang Feng!"

Wan Tianba flashed behind Jiang Feng again with great confidence, and the Demon Soul Knife also swung out at the same time, just like when he scratched Jiang Feng the first two times. But this knife did not hurt Jiang Feng's back again, but collided violently with the barrel of the cold iron silver spear, sparking sparks. Wan Tianba, who was in a state of enchantment, showed a look of surprise while being excited, he moved away in an instant, and with the help of light skills, he stood on the high outer wall of the Death Gate.

Wan Tianba was facing Jiang Feng, looking down and looking, Jiang Feng, who had just taken his move, turned around with his eyes closed, Wan Tianba frowned for the first time, and said in his heart: It must have been a coincidence just now, he must have calculated that I would attack his back continuously, so he could block it, and in the next move, I will directly cut your chest.

Blood!Blood!Hot blood!Hahahaha!Wan Tianba's deeper demonization, the consciousness in his mind has changed......

What is the winner of this fateful match?

Let's see the next breakdown.