Chapter Seventy-Three: Persistence!
"How is this possible?" Huang Yue looked at all this in amazement, her mouth opened wide to the limit, and her eyes were all shocked and incredible.
What did she see?
It's obviously simple, it's very ordinary strength to crush, the battle between Mount Tai and the ants, the victory and defeat should have appeared instantly, how did it become like this?
At the beginning, things were normal, even if Zhou Yi used all his strength and exerted his strength to the limit, the intensity of the sword light shocked her, and even he had a lot of ideas and means to convert his unfavorable conditions into help!
After the combination of the flame and the black wind, coupled with his own sword light strength, he had already done everything he could and couldn't!
The strength is amazing!
However, Huang Yue knew that even if this was the case, even if he achieved this level, it did not prove that he had the strength to deal with Mo Hu's sword!
Because, this in itself is a huge gap, and Zhou Yi's efforts can't let him catch up with this gap!
In fact, as she thought, although Zhou Yi exerted his strength extraordinarily, the moment he touched the wooden sword, he was immediately knocked away, and even couldn't land for a long time.
The flying body kept drawing irregular traces in the air, it looked like Zhou Yi was like meat on the chopping board, there was no hope of turning the tables, next, a sword, just one sword, everything was over!
However, just when Huang Yue thought so, he suddenly saw that in the air, when Zhou Yi was flying in mid-air, with a wave of his arm, he condensed a long knife again, and the blade was soon covered with flames, connected by black wind, which looked quite ancient.
Then, in Huang Yue's dull gaze, the wooden sword that could block Mo Hu, although it was still vulnerable, was knocked away, and vomited blood, but he still didn't die!
At this moment, things seemed to be back to square one, Zhou Yi's body was still flying in the air, it looked like he should be dead, and he couldn't find a place to borrow strength, but he didn't know where to find the strength again, and it turned out to be a long knife.
It's still a familiar recipe, it's still a familiar taste, and even, it's still a familiar result!
It's just that, seeing this result again, Huang Yue's heart no longer has the excitement it had before, stable, there seems to be something between her chest and abdomen, rolling violently, round and round, just like her current mood, chaotic!
"Why? Why is he like a cockroach, he can't be killed!" Huang Yue's heart was very chaotic and annoying, and the chaos in her heart came out tangled, turning into an inexplicable emotion that came to her heart, and she couldn't go away, she didn't want to know, let alone admit that the name of this emotion was uneasiness!
In the same mood as her, Mo Hu still has the upper hand, and the wooden sword in his hand is still very powerful, in these few confrontations, he has not even reduced a single point, he can still easily defeat Zhou Yi!
However, his mood is still not good, he is still bored, from peace of mind to uneasiness, the change of the two emotions only took a little time, a little bit, really just a little bit!
This little bit of time is not even enough for him to blink his eyes once, but it is just such a little bit, so short that in a short period of time, his mood has changed drastically!
Before, he never thought that his mood could change to such a point, he never knew that a congenital little shrimp, even if he was a genius, how could he force him to this point!
He couldn't imagine!
But this is already a fact!
"Why don't you just die!" Mo Hu's face was ugly, even more ugly than Zhou Yi's, looking at Zhou Yi's eyes with extreme chagrin, but if he looked carefully, he could detect the extremely strong fear hidden in the depths of his eyes!
Rumble!
With angry eyes, Mo Hu's fingers moved, the wooden sword flew over, the speed limit increased, the corners of his eyes cracked, his muscles bulged, and he agitated again and again in the direction of Zhou Yi.
Boom!
Boom Boom!
Zhou Yi's skin is dry and cracked, cracks appear, it looks like a dry field in the great drought season, from the crisscross, at first glance, it seems to have a kind of dark wind beauty, strange and artistic, but then look again, you can immediately see the despair and death in these hooks and horizontals, hidden in these cracks, those dark places!
Zhou Yi was in a lot of pain, and he seemed to be speechless because he couldn't find the strength to speak!
He's tired, but he can't rest!
He knew that if it weren't for his golden finger, he might not have been able to hold on to it for a long time under the addition of energy, and the desperate death qi that lurked in the cracks that appeared on his skin would have already come out!
Every time, just when these desperate and dead qi were about to come out, he would grit his teeth and quickly add points, like dripping a drop of water in a raging flame, it was impossible to extinguish the flame, but it could make it burn less fiercely, and he could struggle again!
"I'm a man!" Zhou Yi said this to himself every time he was about to reach his limit, and every time he felt that he couldn't hold on, he said this to himself.
"It's life!" he said every time, after the thought of complaining in his heart!
Life is never simple, life is the foundation of everything, happiness is the decoration on it, pain is also, if you want to live, you can't just think about happiness, more, it is the happiness hidden behind the pain!
In life, there is as much happiness as pain, but it is more naughty, and they are hidden behind the pain!
This is a game, the name of the game is hide and seek, and when you get rid of the pain, you can be pleasantly surprised to find the happiness hidden behind it, when this time, it is really a great happiness!
"Come!" Zhou Yi's hoarse voice echoed in his mind, the sound shook the world, and he had the strength to shout pain, but he still had the strength to fight!
Rumble!
Arm outstretched, knife in hand!
Rumble!
The long knife is waved, embellished with red lines and black lines.
Bang!
The long knife slashed down quickly, collided with the incoming wooden sword, shattered, scattered, and disappeared.
"Come!" "Come!" Zhou Yi looked calm, his eyes were not moving, his aching and numb arm habitually stretched, and the internal force in his body appeared quickly under the blessing of energy, moving with his mind, carrying from his body, and coming to the palm of his arm along his arm, quickly forming a long knife!
Rumble!
The long knife turns red!
Rumble!
There is a black line on the blade!
Bang!
The wooden sword appears, the long knife fights, and the glass shatters!
"Come again!" Zhou Yi shouted in a low voice, his fighting spirit was undiminished, just like he was not the one who failed every time!
"You're crazy!" Mo Hu's face was distorted, his eyeballs bulged, his nose trembled, he was angry, and he shouted out of shape, as if it wasn't him who won!