Mori Qianshan was shocked and speechless.
Because he didn't expect that there are people in this world who can directly understand the artistic conception without practicing Zhenqi, and judging from the degree of the power of the other party's artistic conception, the power of the artistic conception that he has practiced for many years is not as good as the artistic conception that the other party has just cultivated. The power is huge.
His own sword intent was easily wiped out by the power of the opponent's artistic conception.
Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, his face showed a hint of joy, and he said bluntly, "Boy, it doesn't matter if you understand the artistic conception."
"You don't have true energy. If the power of artistic conception doesn't have something to carry it, you won't be able to exert its true power."
"The most you can do is use the power of artistic conception as a means of self-defense."
Hearing this, Li Dao showed a look of surprise at first, but soon the corners of his mouth rose and he smiled lightly, "But, I understand the artistic conception to guard against your sword intention, so what if I can't exert its true power?"
At this point, Li Dao paused, then suddenly raised his head and continued, "Also, who told you that without true energy, there would be nothing to carry the power of my artistic conception?"
Mori Qianshan subconsciously retorted, "How can you let the power of artistic conception carry you with all your brute strength?"
Li Dao raised his hand and tried to carry the power of artistic conception to his body. He found that the power of artistic conception cannot be too far away from the body, up to three inches. If it is separated by three inches, it will automatically dissipate.
Obviously, Mori Qianshan's statement is not unreasonable.
but......
Suddenly, Li Dao held the dragon pattern halberd in his hand and swung it fiercely.
As he waved, Gang Qi emerged from the halberd.
As soon as he thought about it, he saw that the Gang Qi attached to the halberd suddenly surged.
Seeing this, he couldn't help but smile.
At this time, Mori Qianshan, who was on the opposite side, was stunned.
He has lived for hundreds of years and naturally knows something about Gang Qi.
It is something that is purely made with the strength of the human body. When people can practice Zhenqi, most people rarely study this kind of thing, because these are meaningless and cannot compare with the diversity of Zhenqi.
It is mainly suitable for those who have insufficient cultivation talent and need to hone their skills on the battlefield.
But he didn't expect that Gang Qi could carry the power of artistic conception. This was simply outrageous.
But soon, Mori Qianshan once again discovered the weakness of Gang Qi's power to carry artistic conception, and decisively commented, "So what if you have Gang Qi to carry artistic conception. Gang Qi is produced by strength and skill, and it also needs to be attached to the human body. Above that, it is completely impossible to change at will like true energy."
In response, Li Dao smiled faintly and said, "You will know if it works or not if you try it next time."
After saying that, Li Dao took the initiative this time.
Holding the dragon pattern halberd in his hand, he raised the halberd and waved towards Sen Qianshan.
When Sen Qianshan saw Li Dao waving his halberd at him in the air from ten meters away, he wanted to taunt him.
But the next second his expression suddenly changed.
He stepped back one step at a time.
I saw that after Li Dao swung a halberd, the Gang Qi above suddenly surged with the blessing of the power of artistic conception.
In the blink of an eye, a ten-meter-long phantom of the dragon-patterned halberd shrouded the dragon-patterned halberd.
Boom!
After the shadow of the dragon pattern halberd fell on the ground, the surrounding earth trembled.
When the aftermath dissipated, the shadow of the dragon-patterned halberd disappeared, leaving only a deep pit more than ten meters long on the ground, and the surrounding ground had cracked.
Seeing this scene, Li Dao raised his head and glanced at Sen Qianshan, who had just avoided it, and said bluntly, "Old man, you can see if this move of mine will work."
At this time, the expression on Mori Qianshan's face was numb.
But he couldn't help but feel crazy in his heart.
Who can use the power of artistic conception so simply and crudely? It is just a random use without any skills at all.
Simply put, he was filled with jealousy.
Because the power of artistic conception is the same as the true energy that people practice, and it has a quantity.
The stronger your own spirit, the better the concentration effect, the more power of artistic conception you can master, and the more things you can use in fighting with others.
As a result, after judging from the scene just now, he found that the power of artistic conception that he had cultivated for many years was far less than that of a guy who had practiced the power of artistic conception for less than a few minutes.
Just relying on the power of the artistic conception contained in the opponent's halberd just now was enough for him to swing out dozens of sword auras containing sword intent.
Although compared to the opponent's artistic conception, his artistic conception is more accurate and he also masters the attribute artistic conception, but in front of the massive power of artistic conception, he feels that all this seems to be nothing.
After the test, Li Dao was shirtless, looking at Sen Qianshan with a dragon-patterned halberd in his hand, and said bluntly, "Old man, this is our second game."
Hearing this, Mori Qianshan's face was no longer as relaxed as it was at the beginning, and his eyes became serious.
Although the opponent's physical strength was somewhat weaker than at the beginning, now that the opponent had such a big variable as his artistic conception, he had to be careful.
"Wushuang! Pojun!"
Li Dao waved the dragon-patterned halberd, and the Gang Qi overflowed. With the blessing of the artistic conception, the same huge halberd shadow as before appeared.
"Heaven and Earth Breath Slash!"
Sen Qianshan didn't dare to be careless and gave Li Dao a knife in return.
However, when the sword energy containing the sword intention collided with the halberd shadow, his sword intention was instantly consumed by the vast power of the halberd shadow's artistic conception.
The remaining sword energy was instantly torn apart by the strengthened gang energy.
In the end, Sen Qianshan could only avoid this move in embarrassment.
monster!
Mori Qianshan couldn't help but think in his mind after retreating dozens of meters.
This time he really meant it.
The monster in front of him was not only physically gifted, but also mentally terrifying. Otherwise, he would not have such a massive power of artistic conception as soon as he understood it.
He couldn't imagine what kind of situation could create such a monster.
Suddenly, he was somewhat glad that the monster in front of him had not cultivated his true energy.
If the other party had such superhuman talent in Qi cultivation, he couldn't imagine how far the other party would grow in the future.
What does a grandmaster or a great grandmaster mean? I'm afraid he will climb even higher.
At this time, Sen Qianshan's expression froze.
A terrible thing suddenly occurred to him.
From what he knew, the other party was a Daqian soldier, and there was an irresolvable conflict with their Tamu tribe.
If he can't get rid of the monster in front of him today, what kind of terrifying existence will the Tamu tribe face when the monster grows again in the future.
Thinking of this, Sen Qianshan raised his head and locked eyes on Li Dao with murderous intent.
Today, no matter what, he will keep this monster in front of him in the Tamu tribe forever!
Everything is for himself and for the Tamu tribe!
The next second, a huge halberd shadow struck, directly knocking Sen Qianshan back to reality.
Because, he suddenly discovered a very sad thing.
He found that after the other party mastered the power of artistic conception, he seemed to be a little helpless to the other party now.
At the beginning, he could still rely on the advantages of his true energy and sword intention to gain the upper hand and overwhelm the opponent, but what can he do now? The sword intention cannot break through the power of the opponent's artistic conception, and the result is that he cannot cause enough damage to kill the opponent.
In the end, Mori Qianshan only had one idea left in his mind.
That's dragging!
Keep dragging it on until the other party consumes all your energy, dragging it until the other party consumes all the power of artistic conception.
Only in this way can he completely eliminate the other party.
Now the only advantage he has is his movement.
Because just relying on the strength of the physical body, the opponent's movements cannot be as agile as his body skills.
And this is his only chance to make a comeback.
then......
Three hours later.
Sen Qianshan moved and successfully dodged another incoming halberd shadow.
Now, in addition to his numb expression, his heart was also numb.
Because opposite him, the monster fought for three hours without any sign of stopping.
It seems that there is endless energy, and the strength of the attack has not weakened at all until now, and has remained constant.
On the other hand, because he needed to concentrate on avoiding, he also had to use his true energy to resist from time to time. This alone consumed a lot of his true energy.
After another stick of incense.
Suddenly, Sen Qianshan found that Li Dao had stopped and stood still.
Seeing this, he suddenly felt hope in his heart.
Could it be that he is dying?
When he looked up, he found that the other party was looking at him with a faint smile.
Facing Sen Qianshan, Li Dao said seriously, "Old man, thank you."
Hearing this, Mori Qianshan looked confused, but he soon understood.
Li Dao stretched his muscles and said bluntly, "Thank you for teaching me artistic conception, and thank you for practicing with me for so long, allowing me to be completely proficient in these newly learned things."
"So, I will use all my strength to thank you for helping me."
Mori Qianshan: "???"
At this time, Mori Qianshan was overwhelmed with emotion.
What does this mean?
He had been in a relationship for so long and was just a sparring partner?
And the other party didn't use all its strength against him from the beginning?
Suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, Mori Qianshan said in a deep voice, "Boy, are you pretending? You can't scare me."
"After three hours of continuous consumption, I don't believe you still have any energy left."
Li Dao held the halberd in one hand and said with a chuckle, "You will know if you have any remaining strength."
Sen Qianshan's eyes were filled with uncertainty, and he was a little unsure for a moment.
Judging from the aura on the opponent's body, the opponent's strength has not recovered, and is much weaker than the original him. He has just tried the power of artistic conception, and even if it is superimposed, it is not enough to make the opponent say such big words, so the question Where did it come from?
After hesitating for a moment, Mori Qianshan gritted his teeth and made up his mind.
He didn't believe what the other party just said, and he must be trying to scare him now.
The other party spent three hours, and now is a good time for him to take action.
Not to be missed.
After confirming, Mori Qianshan no longer hesitated and decisively chose to take action.
"Boy, stop pretending. My more than 100 years have not been in vain. You can deceive others, but you cannot deceive me."
After saying that, he rushed towards Li Dao and waved his knife.
Seeing this, Li Dao held the dragon pattern halberd.
Since the other party doesn't believe it, he can only speak with facts.
