Yingzhou Kyoto.
It has been cloudy for many days.
There is only the last day left before the decisive battle between Shirakawa Hideze and Chiba Gen.
"Snowing."
In the backyard of Li Mansion, Li Ziye, who was practicing his sword, suddenly felt a chill flashing through his neck and subconsciously raised his head.
I saw white snow falling in the sky, so beautiful.
It snowed for the first time in a month since the beginning of winter.
In the courtyard, Hua Fengdu and Bai Wangyu also looked at the sky one after another, with a strange look on their faces.
It's snowing, which means that the New Year's Day is not far away.
I don’t know if it’s too late to rush back to celebrate the New Year.
"Don't be distracted, keep going!"
In the courtyard, Li Qingzhi spoke.
"yes!"
Li Ziye came to his senses and continued practicing his sword.
Ten days.
Li Ziye made progress again.
The hand holding the sword was obviously much more stable.
"I kept looking at the young master and realized that he is not as stupid as I thought."
In front of the porch, Hua Fengdu said with a smile on his face, "Although I'm not like geniuses like you who can learn it instantly, my young master is making progress every day."
"Brother Li has a good mentality, so even if his cultivation speed is not fast, he will not be impatient."
On the side, Bai Wangyu said softly, "The Confucian leader once said that Brother Li's mentality is better than that of all the disciples of the Confucian sect. This is the greatest advantage of Brother Li. He is neither impatient nor impatient, and can make progress every day." , a little will make a lot.”
"He just has a big heart." Hua Fengdu smiled.
"Sage Fighting!"
While the two were talking, Li Ziye shouted loudly in the courtyard, and his true energy rushed into Shenzang, and his cultivation level rose sharply.
Ten steps away, Li Qingzhi narrowed his eyes when he saw this.
coming!
In this state, it is not easy to use Bingzi Jue.
"The secret blessing of Liujia, the most powerful soldiers!"
The Supreme Saint Fighting Technique merged with the Dao Sect's Bing Zi Jue. Suddenly, violent zhenqi surged out of Li Ziye's body, and the pure Jun sword in his hand also vibrated crazily. The power far exceeded the limit, and there was a sign of losing control.
"Is the young master crazy?"
Outside the battle, Hua Feng looked shocked when he saw this scene.
He is not very proficient in the art of military arts, so how dare he use this secret technique while performing the Holy Fighting Technique.
"You can't defeat Qianye Feiyu in a single battle alone."
On the side, Bai Wangyu said solemnly, "So, Brother Li has no choice but to take the risk."
In the courtyard.
Li Ziye forcibly merged the Supreme Saint Fighting Technique and the Taoist secret art of Bing Zi Jue, and a trace of blood appeared in the hand holding the sword.
The power came back, but Li Ziye acted as if he didn't know it. He gritted his teeth and forcibly held the Chunjun sword that was about to lose control.
After a moment, Li Ziye lost all his energy, and there was only one sword, so sharp and dazzling.
"The secret blessing of Liujia, the mysterious person determines the origin."
Ten steps away, Li Qingzhi saw this and pointed to condense his Qi. A faint protective Qi shield appeared in front of him.
The protective aura with the strength of the four realms, the flowing brilliance, and the Taoist's zijue show different magical effects in the hands of the Li family's unparalleled genius.
"Attack here!"
Li Qingzhi looked at his younger brother in front of him and said.
"yes!"
Li Ziye resisted the backlash from the sword, clenched the sword in his hand, stepped forward, and rushed forward.
But smell!
There was a loud bang.
The two huge forces collided, and the sword in Li Ziye's hand was released immediately, and his entire right hand was stained with blood.
The remaining energy shook, and Li Ziye took several steps back.
Outside the battle.
Hua Fengdu and Bai Wangyu's expressions changed slightly.
I was about to think I had failed.
Sudden.
In front of Li Qingzhi, the protective air shield collapsed with a sound.
The dissipated starlight merged into the sky and the earth and disappeared without a trace.
"Barely."
Li Qingzhi glanced at the fallen sword not far away and said in an indifferent tone, "It's still the same problem. The sword is not stable. The sword is the life of the swordsman. You must hold your sword tightly at all times."
"Um."
Ten steps away, Li Ziye stabilized his figure, nodded slightly and said, "I understand."
"Practice yourself. Tomorrow, whether you win or lose depends on your luck."
Li Qingzhi said something and left immediately.
When he entered the room, an undetectable smile appeared on Li Qingzhi's lips.
He is more capable than he thought.
It’s not in vain that he worked so hard to practice with this kid for so many days.
"Young Master, have you finished your training?"
Seeing the landlord enter the house, Hua Feng came back to his senses and asked with some uncertainty.
"It's done."
On the side, Bai Wangyu smiled and said, "I'm just a little unskilled. In addition, the hand holding the sword is still unstable. Brother Li can only overcome these things by himself."
"nice!"
Hua Fengdu heard this and said happily, "I thought the young master couldn't practice it!"
"Brother Li, this is amazing."
Bai Wangyu looked at the young man in front of him and said with a smile, "Perhaps, with one more break, Brother Li can catch up with us."
"Breaking another vein?"
Hua Fengdu twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Are you going to break it with his head? Find a god for him somewhere. Moreover, it must be stronger than the Yingzhou God of Disaster. Even if we find it, we can't defeat it."
"I believe that there is no perfect way out."
Bai Wangyu smiled and said, "There will be a turn for the better."
In the courtyard.
Li Ziye ignored the two of them, stepped forward and drew out the Pure Jun Sword, and immediately continued practicing.
He seemed to have found a feeling.
Maybe, in the battle tomorrow, he can really win!
Snow falls.
The sound of swords rustled.
Under the watchful eyes of the two of them, Li Ziye practiced hard all the time, very diligently.
The four words "diligence can make up for weakness" are vividly reflected in Li Ziye.
Li Qingzhi did not lie about the time he spent practicing Bing Zi Jue. He indeed only spent an hour at the beginning.
Li Ziye spent ten days.
The difference was not even a tiny bit, but Li Ziye still succeeded.
Geniuses have their own genius path, and ordinary people have their ordinary path.
"Young Master, I will accompany you through two moves."
When night fell, Hua Fengdu put down the umbrella in his hand, stepped forward and said.
"Okay, but Sister Hua, you have to be more careful. I still can't control the strength of my sword."
Li Ziye reminded with a look of eagerness on his face.
"Ah."
Hua Fengdu chuckled and said, "Don't worry, come on."
After saying that, Hua Feng pulled out the long knife from his waist. The snowflakes reflected the blade, which was as red as blood and had a sharp edge.
"I am coming!"
Li Ziye shouted loudly and immediately rushed forward.
The swords clashed together, and after a few short moves.
In Li Ziye's body, an extremely astonishing amount of true energy burst out, and in an instant, it was all poured into the sword in his hand.
next moment.
A sharp and violent sword struck through the air.
Hua Feng saw this and stood in front of his sword to block the incoming attack.
"boom!"
The swords clashed again, and with the harsh collision, snowflakes filled the garden.
At Hua Fengdu's feet, he took half a step back at some point, and the hand holding the knife felt a little numb.
"sharp!"
Hua Fengdu exerted force on his feet, released his remaining strength, and praised, "This sword has at least the power of the middle stage of the Fourth Realm."
Three steps away, Li Ziye staggered to steady his body, the hand holding the sword trembling continuously.
"Brother Li, you have reached your limit."
In front of the porch, Bai Wangyu paid attention to the trembling right hand of the young man in front of him, and reminded him seriously, "Remember, in tomorrow's battle, this move can only be used twice at most, otherwise, your arm will not be able to withstand the backlash of this force. Injury to the root bones and meridians.”
