Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Pride of the Warrior
Yue Youcheng was stunned at first when he heard this, and then drew his sword out of the sheath with a wry smile. He really wouldn't let go of this opportunity to get the land, even if it was at the risk of the wrath of the clan elders.
If that's the case, there's no need to talk about it!
At this time, Yue Yu's heart was also full of helplessness. Xiao Yueyu is really poorly qualified, but the problem is that he will never be able to explain this to others.
But at the moment, he didn't have much time to dwell on the matter. In the next moment, his eyes and all his mind were attracted by the dazzling white light that suddenly lit up in front of him.
Yue Youcheng's speed was slightly faster than he had imagined before. After stepping on his right foot, it was just a rise and fall and it came to him. The long sword in his hand also turned into a white light that could not be distinguished by the naked eye, and slashed towards his neck.
Yue Yu could be sure that this sword Yue Youcheng would use at least eighty percent of his strength. And the reason why there are reservations. It's just because of the prevention of possible variables, as well as the power of the tiger on the side.
-- There is no doubt that without these factors. This old man, who is already old, will definitely use all his strength to kill him here!
Yue Yu didn't feel afraid at all, but his eyes showed a hint of excitement. A head-to-head confrontation with a martial artist-level powerhouse, he has been looking forward to it for a long time. And if the target is an intermediate martial artist, it will be even better!
In Yue Yu's mind, a large amount of data related to Yue Youcheng's body, true qi level, and explosive power was appearing on the interface of the auxiliary intelligent system one by one. At the same time, a trace of true air flow was instilled into his feet. Then all the detailed terrain within ten meters of the fallen leaves appeared in my mind in the form of a diorama.
At the same time as these data began to be incorporated into the technical calculations, Yue Yu's figure opened to the left, and then the long knife swung diagonally.
Xiao Yueyu's left hand, like his right hand, has extremely flexible elbow joints, and the tendons of the brachioradialis muscle in his arm are about half a minute longer than ordinary people. However, for the Divine Sword he created, it was very suitable.
Because in his previous life, the same was true of his body structure, not even the slightest difference!
――Actually, Yue Yu himself had doubts about this matter when he first woke up. He also guessed in his heart that it might be because of this physical fit that his soul could be reborn in this body. But this is unfounded.
But one thing is certain, that is, those sword techniques and martial arts in his previous life, using Xiao Yue Yu's body, can be fully exerted without discount!
When the fifth-level Great Mixed Yuan True Qi was poured into the knife, Yue Yu could clearly see the surprise that flashed in Yue Youcheng's eyes.
The brachioradialis muscle of the arm is long, which will certainly make the muscle retraction insufficient, resulting in a lower force on the knife than ordinary people. However, the speed of swinging the knife is often faster than the average number of minutes. And Yue Yu's diagonal swing of the sword was actually in time for Yue Youcheng's long sword to change direction, and the sword qi slashed Yue Yu's head, and approached Yue Youcheng's abdomen. Although it didn't hit in the end, it forced the latter to return to his sword to save himself, and his figure rolled and retreated a few steps away.
"No wonder it's so big, it turns out that he really has some ability!"
Yue Youcheng snorted coldly, and as soon as his figure landed, he pounced on his body again. The ice-blue sword qi that erupted from the tip of the sword in his hand also increased by an inch again.
The mental method he cultivated was the medium-sized internal strength mental method collected by the clan. At this moment, the thirteenth-level true qi was exerted with all his might, not only was the sword qi two inches long, but the temperature in Fang Yuanzhang was also suddenly reduced below freezing.
Yue Yu, on the other hand, took a deep breath and tried his best to suppress the faint uneasiness in his heart, he knew the power contained in this ice blue sword qi. It may be that just rubbing and touching it can lead to death.
What was really terrifying was not the sharpness of the sword qi, it should be the chill that was radiating from the surroundings.
About three months ago, Yue Yu was fortunate enough to see a first-level martial artist in the clan demonstrating a tenth-level dry ice duel in public in the martial arts training ground. At that time, with just a light palm, a wooden figure used for sword training was frozen into ice, and then shattered inch by inch.
A low-level martial artist can still exert such a power in the dry ice duel. The strength of the one in front of him can naturally be imagined.
So in the next battle, he probably can't afford to make any mistakes, no matter how small.
However, when he looked at the black figure in front of him that was as fast as lightning and quickly rushed towards him, Yue Yu suddenly burst out laughing.
This Yue Youcheng didn't know what he was afraid of, and he didn't attack head-on twice in a row, but drew a small arc in the air. Originally, Yue Yu thought that the body technique that this old man had learned was such a special surname. However, this second time, he saw it. Not only the arc of the arc, but also the place where he landed, Yue Youde was as unconventional as possible. To be precise, it should have exceeded his expectations!
- Although this did not help him much in the next battle, and even increased the difficulty of the calculation of the auxiliary intelligent system to a certain extent. However, Yue Yu was inexplicable, and felt that his mood had relaxed. He shook the horizontal knife in his hand, and suddenly, he remembered that in his previous life in the army, he used a long knife to thwart the heroic ambition of the heroes of the three armies. And the state of mind, which originally maintained a little calm and rationality, began to gradually be eroded by the high fighting spirit.
This is the strength of a fourth-level martial artist?
A trace of excitement and trembling rose in Yue Yu's body, and at this moment, he almost all of the body and terrain data analysis in the interface of the auxiliary system in his brain were out of the sea of clouds. In the field of vision, only the sixty-year-old man in front of him was left, and the long sword that stabbed straight in the opponent's hand.
Yue Yu first leaned down, and then like a leopard, he slashed in the direction of the left. Without even any form of thinking, and without relying on the help of the computing power of the auxiliary system, Yue Yu's sense of martial arts subconsciously judged the direction of his forward rush, which was where the vitality lies!
At the same time, the horizontal knife in Yue Yu's hand was also slashed out diagonally again, heading straight for the opponent's neck. And if Yue Youcheng's sword momentum is a raging wave rushing in his face, it is irresistible. Then his knife is the petrel that flies against the wind. Like silver lightning, it breaks through the dark clouds that cover the sky.
Then, in Yue Yu's field of vision, Yue Youcheng let out a muffled snort, almost forcibly stopping his forward posture.
――Yue Yu was not surprised, whether it was the position he moved to avoid just now, or the direction of the horizontal knife obliquely, it was his opponent's blind spot and weak point. Even if it was him who faced the knife himself, there was no other way to go except to dodge.
With the slashing of this knife, Yue Yu's figure inevitably passed sideways with Yue Youcheng. However, Yue Yu's offensive did not stop at all. With his right leg as the axis, he leaned to the left, and in an instant, he used the cushion of the fallen leaves under his feet to complete the change of direction of his body. Then the whole person glides to the right almost close to the ground. And the horizontal knife in his hand also slashed towards Yue Youcheng's leg.
This time, Yue Youcheng was even more embarrassed. Slip back one side again, and this is a dangerous way to avoid it. However, this knife still inevitably slashed the hem of his clothes. If it weren't for his timely reaction, his entire calf might have been cut off by Yue Yusheng.
At this moment, in Yue Youcheng's eyes, some were not only surprised, but also shocked. Yue Yu slid out only two steps before he stopped. Then the whole person lunged forward again, dodging his sword by almost a fraction of a second, and then approached his own side. After that, the horizontal knife was still avoiding fighting with him, but it was also the position he felt the most uncomfortable. The knife momentum was obviously not sharp, and the speed was only average, but it always forced him to retreat and move to avoid its edge.
And at this moment, he finally felt the change in Yue Yu's temperament. Yue Youcheng even had an illusion. It seems that the person standing in front of him at this moment is no longer the immature boy who is not even thirteen, but a peerless warrior who has experienced a hundred battles and is invincible.