Chapter 43 Momentum
This Wang Dazhi can make his name loud nearby, and he must have his own ability.
This sword is not only fast, but his body is also fast, and the two are superimposed, making Wang Dazhi seem to appear in front of Li Mubai in an instant.
However, Li Mubai has been experienced all the way, although Wang Dazhi's speed surprised him a little, but for him, it is just like that, unless he can be so fast that he can't react, it is basically impossible to beat him with speed alone.
Li Mubai's hand on the hilt moved, and the blood-red blade was a foot in front of Li Mubai's body, accurately blocking the wind-chasing sword.
"This ......" Wang Dazhi was extremely surprised, he had already decided in his heart that Li Mubai was a young man with little ability and an extraordinary background, but he didn't expect that the swordsmanship he was determined to achieve was blocked by the other party, and he was stunned for a while.
Li Mubai was very speechless, he was distracted during the martial arts competition, how long had it been since he had done anything with others, but Li Mubai didn't come here to defeat Wang Dazhi simply, he wanted to see the other party's martial arts, but he didn't want to win so easily, so he reminded: "Is this admitting defeat?"
Wang Dazhi was awakened instantly, first startled, and then his face instantly turned red, he naturally knew what it meant to be stunned in the fight, but he still wanted to continue to fight, otherwise wouldn't it mean that he was defeated by one move, then his reputation would not be left at all.
After such a move, Wang Dazhi understood that he had underestimated his opponent and had put Li Mubai at the same level as himself, but he still had to round out the previous things: "Xiaoyou's move just now looks very familiar, very similar to the move of a friend of mine, which shocked me all of a sudden." ”
“......”
Li Mubai rolled his eyes, he just blocked his sword with a knife, where did he get any moves, if he insisted on it, the technique of drawing the knife was barely enough.
But the onlookers didn't think so, they had wondered why the Wind Chasing Sword had stopped, and it turned out to be the case. Of course, it's not that I didn't see it, but it's no good to say it, and it offends people, besides, even Li Mubai, who is an opponent, didn't say anything, what if there really are moves that they didn't see? Isn't that embarrassing?
Seeing that Li Mubai didn't mean to speak, Wang Dazhi breathed a sigh of relief, and his good impression of Li Mubai increased a little, of course, it was still negative overall, and this feeling passed by in his heart.
"Xiaoyou, be careful, I won't keep my hand this time!"
As soon as Wang Dazhi's voice fell, in order to save his image, this time he could be said to have made a lot of energy, and the wind-chasing sword in his hand attacked Li Mubai like a storm, sword after sword, as if it did not stop.
Before the trip to Liufu, with this speed, he could also pose some threats to Li Mubai, but now Li Mubai was like a leisurely stroll between the dense sword shadows, and the blood in his hand was obviously just an ordinary catch or block, but it was like a swimming dragon, with his own strong dragon body, lying between the two, so that Wang Dazhi's attack failed to make a contribution.
Wang Dazhi seemed to have seen a ghost, on the surface, he had the upper hand, and Li Mubai was forced by him to defend, but he knew that it was just an appearance, no matter how much he accelerated his speed, no matter how he changed the angle of the sword, it was difficult to help Li Mubai. Li Mubai seemed to be performing with him, allowing him to use all his skills and use his skills.
Looking at Li Mubai's face without a little fluctuation and a concentrated expression, Wang Dazhi had already guessed his purpose, because this kind of person is not uncommon.
Fight with different people, see different martial arts, enrich your own knowledge, absorb what you need, strengthen your own martial arts cultivation, and even create your own martial arts that are most suitable for you.
Li Mubai didn't know what Wang Dazhi was thinking, he had been observing Wang Dazhi's martial arts, secretly writing it down, and planning to go back and figure it out, he had been doing it all these days.
Although he had insight into Li Mubai's thoughts, Wang Dazhi did not stop, first, his martial arts had been used, and second, he still had a glimmer of hope for defeating Li Mubai, if he could defeat Li Mubai, his fame would definitely rise instantly, because he already understood that Li Mubai defeated others by his own strength.
Wang Dazhi abandoned other distracting thoughts, the only thought was to defeat the opponent in front of him, the fighting spirit was high, the will became more and more concentrated, he felt that he had become faster, and the sword was faster, and the shackles that had not broken through for many years were actually cracked at this time!
"Huh! Interesting!" Li Mubai found that this opponent was actually faster, thinking that Wang Dazhi was deliberately hiding it before, and when he found out, he couldn't help him, so he used all his strength.
This made Li Mubai excited, to be honest, Wang Dazhi made Li Mubai feel okay before, but if he took the initiative to attack, he was sure that he would be able to defeat the other party soon. And now it's against an evenly matched opponent.
The blood danced with Li Mubai's mind, no longer blindly defending, but began to show his edge, a layer of sword nets appeared, and in turn covered those sword shadows, the wind chasing sword was like a fish in a net, whether it was a left or right collision, it was impossible to get rid of the shackles of that layer of knife nets.
Wang Dazhi felt that the momentum of the young man opposite had changed, as if he had changed people, from ordinary to sharp, from harmless to human-like beasts, which made him feel breathless. The seemingly weak net of the sword slowly pressed over, making his sword slower and slower, as if he was dying.
And Li Mubai did not "kill them all", the knife technique changed, and it became wide open and closed, but the momentum exuded from his body became more and more powerful, as each knife fell, the momentum on his body became more and more powerful, and the knife momentum became more and more powerful, which gradually made Wang Dazhi feel unbearable.
Wang Dazhi wanted to use his outstanding body skills to avoid the oppression of this momentum, but the blood-red knife was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, moving with his body, and he couldn't get rid of it.
"What's going on? How can this be?" Wang Dazhi didn't know why this was happening, and the light martial arts method he was proud of was completely useless.
This is Li Mubai's progress since Li Mubai has been in the past few years, and he has a new understanding of the God-devouring White Tiger Sword during this time.
He knew that this set of sword techniques was the first momentum, and he also studied it very much, but the results were not satisfactory, and his comprehension of this set of sword techniques has always been far inferior to that of the fierce bull Qinglong slash.
And during this time, he understood that "devouring gods" does not only refer to acting on the spiritual level...... Read the latest chapters, stay tuned