On the road outside Lentinium, Red Knife resolutely got out of the car without much explanation.

...

Unlike the south, the north has already seen the coolness at this time, and when he walked off the road, Red Knife walked alone in the wilderness of early autumn.

At some point after leaving the city, he was driving and accidentally noticed that there seemed to be a person standing in the wilderness, and then, his keen sixth sense caught a trace of inexplicable thoughts.

There was a special emotion wafting in the air, not a cold killing intent, but a persistent battle intent.

....

Underneath the road, the Red Knife returns to the city of Lentinium.

In sight is the wall that has been divided in two, and the position of the gate is changed, and the entrance is directly opposite the bright avenue.

Soon, the goal appeared.

Not far from the city wall that had been broken by Xia Feng's sword, a bleak figure stood in plain clothes with a knife on his shoulder.

Staring at the back of this person, the red knife approached step by step, invisibly, he was already enveloped by a huge sense of oppression.

...

The red knife did not deliberately hide his aura, but in the face of his approach, the person did not react, and did not turn back until the red knife was less than five meters away from this person.

With his back to the red knife, a solitary voice drifted from the wind of the wilderness.

"Did you split this wall?"

Red Knife narrowed his eyes.

"It's not."

"Do you know the man who split the wall?"

"It's a friend of mine."

"Oh, then I want to ask, where is he now?"

With the character of the red knife, he would never say so much to a stranger he didn't know, and the reason why he was so abnormal at this moment was because he sensed the danger signal from this person's aura.

"Shouldn't you introduce yourself before asking someone a question?"

In the wilderness, this strange man in plain clothes slowly turned around.

His black hair was tied back at the back of his head, he was wearing a loose dark blue robe, he had the horns of the demon clan on his head, and at his feet, a pair of clogs.

Judging by his countenance, this man is neither young nor old, about 30-40 years old, and his appearance is unpretentious, just like his simple and exotic attire.

However, just the huge feeling of oppression brought by the action of turning around made the red knife unconsciously stretch his hand towards the long knife at his waist.

....

The middle-aged man had an ear of grass in his mouth and a cherry blossom crest carved on the hilt of the knife he carried.

"My name is Sakura Takeran, and I'm an idler who has traveled the world."

Ying Wulan, Red Knife obviously hadn't heard of this name, and his relationship was not an unfamiliar name at the moment.

"Why are you looking for someone who split the walls?"

"Oh, there's no particular reason, just passing by here today and finding something I'm interested in."

Red Knife's eyes gradually turned cold.

"What would you do if you found that person?"

Ying Wulan smiled lightly, and there seemed to be a hint of expectation in her voice.

"I want to beat him, that's all."

...

Ying Wulan's outfit is obviously not a dignitary, but a foreign warrior.

In the country of Victoria, the status of people who specialize in martial arts is not high, if you stand on the road and say, "I want to challenge XXX, I want to defeat XXX to prove myself", it is estimated that you will be persuaded by the uncle and aunt passing by, "Young man, it is better to find a job and get ahead if you have this spare time".

Victoria is different from Dongguo, but Red Knife is not from Victoria, he is from Yanguo, and he was born in Yanguo, and he immediately recognized the meaning of this sentence.

"You said beat him?"

Sakuratakeran's voice was ethereal.

"That's right, defeating the strong people I think is strong, that's my goal in life."

"Are you going to kill him?"

"Heh, the real victory or defeat is not judged by life and death."

Sakura looked sideways at the cracked city wall, as if she had imagined a shocking scene that had happened in this land.

"I want to defeat him, not to take advantage of the void, but to challenge his strongest state, whether it is physically or mentally, to defeat him head-on, in order to facilitate this showdown, I will do whatever it takes, this is my practice."

...

Unscrupulous means for a dignified duel, this sounds a bit contradictory, but what this person is obsessed with, Red Knife seems to understand.

"Huh!"

The long knife at his waist slowly unsheathed, and the sound of the red knife followed.

"I want to challenge that person, I don't know if you have that qualification."

"What are qualifications?"

Red Knife's eyes showed a rare seriousness.

"Defeat me first, it's your qualification, otherwise, you don't have to disturb the peace of this country, after all, this is something he is willing to be forgotten and guarded."

.....

Even if you see the wall cracked to such an exaggerated extent, you still want to challenge, which is no longer a matter of courage, but a kind of extreme confidence in your own strength.

Red Knife asked himself if he couldn't do this, if it was to protect his companions, he would stand up to him, even if it was a sea of swords and fire.

But just for the so-called challenge, he is not so self-conscious.

However, the mysterious man in front of him dared to stand under this city wall and say such big words, which made him have to be tempted.

Seeing the red knife's actions, Ying Wulan was not surprised, just looked at him lightly.

"I don't care about your so-called qualifications, but I'm a person who never refuses other people's challenges, and it can be seen that you are also a master of swords."

...

Red Knife is not a person who grinds and chirps, and has to talk a bunch of nonsense before the fight.

The palm on the handle of the knife tightened instantly, and the figure flashed, and the super explosive power had already made him appear in front of Ying Wulan's eyes in the next second.

"Ding!"

With a crisp sound of hand-to-hand combat, Ying Wulan's body remained unchanged, and he pulled out half of the saber with one hand, blocking the thunder of the red knife, and the whole movement was calm and calm, even the grass spike in his mouth did not move at all.

Against the blade of the red knife, Sakura Wulan's arrogant voice came from his mouth.

"If that's all there is to it, I seem to think highly of you."

....

Half a year has passed since the end of the Dark Ages, and Victoria has won peace, but everyone in Black Feather knows very well why peace comes from.

Even if that person is gone, peace needs to be guarded.

For half a year, Red Knife has not been slackened for a moment, and every night he thinks that if he was stronger at that time, maybe Xia Feng would not need to gouge out his right eye with his own hands.

"Zi~"

The heat gradually rose from the blade of the red knife, and even the weeds under his feet showed signs of burning.

Raising his head, the eyes of the red knife that activated the source stone technique under the hood were crimson, and illusory flames appeared on the long knife.

"Ding!"

The long knife was raised, and the power like a thousand catties of giant tripods lifted the cherry blossom in front of him.

Holding the knife in both hands, the red knife at this moment directly adjusted the state to the peak.

...

After landing, Sakura Wulan immediately felt the heat wave emanating from the red knife as the center, and his eyes showed a serious look.

The strength of the red knife at this moment has changed qualitatively compared to half a year ago, and the exclusive source stone skill has been upgraded to a higher level.

I saw him take a step forward, and the weeds under his feet were instantly burned into ashes by the strong flames.

A low, hollow voice came out of his mouth.

"Whether you think highly of me or not, defeat me first, and then talk about the man who split the wall."