When Ye Wen's sword pressed against the steel leg, the noble prince was not discouraged, and when the ice sword suddenly came out, he noticed that his steel leg had been frozen by frost, so he finally began to despair.

When a person is ready to die and be reborn, it may be a Jedi counterattack, or it may be a futile struggle, the first baptism of the prince has a trace of growth in an instant, but then he is taught a harsher lesson that the world is not so beautiful, and it is not a random decision that can be exchanged for proud results.

But he was still very unwilling, so his shoulders trembled slightly, and a flame burst out of his skin, burning the material of his clothes, and flew out like a mouse burrowing out of the ground, condensing into a small fire shield in front of his shoulder.

At this moment, he grew a little more, because he at least learned what it means not to admit defeat, and he also realized that even in a desperate situation, he must struggle until he stops breathing.

Where did he lose, and why did he lose so badly? In an instant, Kisuke Gongzi thought bitterly that if he returned alive, he would never be arrogant and take it lightly in the future, and then he would have to cultivate to a level sufficient to defeat the other party before he could get out.

He does not doubt that the other party has the courage to kill himself, although the trial theoretically prohibits killing, but after all, it is only a superficial rule, the rules are made for the living, and the living are also made by the living, and the dead person has no chance to appeal whether the other party has broken the rules, and there is no chance to prove whether he was deliberately killed or made a mistake.

Incidents of manslaughter abound in trials over the years. I didn't expect it to happen to me in the end. Guisuke Gongzi thought helplessly in confusion, maybe it was the pressure under the shadow of death, he had been arrogant and arrogant since he was a child, and he was impatient, but at this moment, he actually felt a trace of peace, and he was calm in the face of death.

He doesn't want to die so simply, but the opponent is not going to give him a way to live. He felt the cold sword against his shoulder slowly pierce into his flesh, the cold coldness blocked his body sense, he didn't actually feel too much pain, only the loneliness of being frozen in ice.

His eyes widened wide, and even though his body, limbs, and even skin began to freeze, he still breathed hard and rapidly, only thinking about more air, more warmth, and the fiery flame in his body had gradually extinguished, and even the last counterattack force had completely disappeared.

The sound of crackling echoed on the stone platform, the sound of the lake freezing in winter and then amplified hundreds of times, just listening to this sound is enough to make the listener feel the frozen breath.

At the same time, Kisuke only felt that his breathing was getting faster and louder, as if only the sound of his own humiliating struggle was left between heaven and earth, and this sound seemed to be endless......

Wait a minute, never-ending?

At this thought, Guijie Gongzi opened his eyes violently, he was already waiting for death with his eyes closed, although he had the intention of survival, but there was no way to survive, in the face of death is coming, even if it is a tenacious person, most of them will be afraid, not to mention that he is a young talent who lacks tempering, and it is already a rare courage to close his eyes and try not to be nostalgic for the world.

But he didn't expect that after such a long time, he would breathe as usual, and he didn't have the rumored experience of falling into darkness at all.

Kisuke Gongzi swallowed his saliva and subconsciously moved his limbs, but found that the original feeling of being frozen was completely gone, and although he was still weak, he could at least barely support his body, turn his head, and project his confused gaze on the surrounding environment.

He found that there was a light door at the end of the stone platform, which seemed to be the entrance, and in front of the entrance, the figure of the young man was approaching steadily, not in a hurry, not in a panic, the pace under his feet had an indescribable calmness, and the back that greeted him was as majestic as a mountain, even though he could not see the face in front, but he seemed to be able to faintly feel that it was definitely a calm and unhurried demeanor.

Am I being let ......?

An unbelievable feeling of the aftermath of the catastrophe rose from the bottom of his heart, and then transformed into a mixed emotion of joy and sorrow, humiliation or rejoicing, which eventually blocked his throat and made his Adam's apple tremble.

Seeing that the seemingly thin but faintly majestic figure was about to step into the light gate, suddenly, an inexplicable impulse emerged from the heart of the prince of Guisuke, and then caused him to tear his throat towards the back figure and shouted loudly: "Why don't you kill me?"

One step away from the light gate, the young man's figure stopped, then slowly turned his head, his eyes swept over, and fell into the eyes of the prince of Guisuke who was lying on the ground in embarrassment and raising his head, it was so full of majesty, it was so condescending, but there was no kind of annoying arrogance, but it was as clear as his ice sword.

Kisuke swallowed. He subconsciously regretted that some people with a repetitive temperament would kill or save people without warning, and perhaps after hearing his rude shouts, the original compassion would disappear, and then stab him to death with a sword like stepping on an ant.

The young man's crisp and powerful voice sounded: "There is a chance to fight again." ”

Just when he was nervous, the prince was stunned when he heard such a sentence that was as indifferent as smoke and had no murderous intent, but found that the young man had already turned around and left, raised his feet along the open door of light and disappeared without a trace.

"Have a chance to talk again......" Kisuke Gongzi opened his eyes and muttered to himself suspiciously, and after a moment, a look of relief appeared on his face, and then the strength he barely lifted was finally completely consumed, and as soon as his hands and feet were weak, he lay on the ground with his whole face against the floor.

Ye Wen didn't know that the prince of Guijie who had just been defeated by him, maybe because of the ups and downs in his emotions between life and death, or maybe because he surrendered to the nature of the strong, he didn't have any resentment, and even faintly had a hint of gratitude to Ye Wen, so that the follow-up revenge that would theoretically happen disappeared.

At this time, he was raising his eyes, looking at the second venue after stepping out of the light gate, the featureless and identical stone platform, as if the white mist of the standard system continued to surround him, thinking about the mystery that he had just figured out from the leg method, and the reason why he left a sentence to discuss in the future was not a pure scene, but a sincere wish.

Although that noble prince is not a strong enemy, his family heirloom skills are indeed rare, completely different from the general rune technique, the pursuit is not only pure lethality, Ye Wen vaguely peeked into it a trace of indescribable beauty, this beauty is not flashy, but a faint fit in the context of heaven and earth.

The monk who can combine the sword intent and the leg method with ingenuity is afraid that it is an existence beyond the sevenfold realm, and the mysteries of the runes created by this existence naturally contain a trace of mystery above the sevenfold, if you can appreciate one or two from it, maybe you can completely break the bottleneck that is faintly loose.

Thinking of this, Ye Wen couldn't help but feel a surge in his heart, and he had a sense of expectation that he would fight with more noble sons and brothers in the future, and he had a much stronger sense of expectation than at the beginning.