The whirling long-handled knife set off a whirlwind of death, and the blade and handle formed a perfect "circle". If you dare to step into it, you will die, if you try to move forward, you will fail.
The hit on a whim failed to achieve its full effect. The ranger rotated the shield as he pleased, relying on the rotation of the electric light on the buckler to construct another defensive "circle". The force of the sword collapsed, and the finger strike flashed out. Two tricky fingers pointed at his eyes, and his right leg simultaneously grabbed the ranger's ankle. Ranger Witte changed his slashing attack, causing the long handle of the stone ax to be smashed down like a stick. The turbulence caused Qin Qianbai's move to be broken, and both sides retreated at the same time. The 38th round ended——
No one was injured. No one is out of power. No one has found a surefire way to defeat the enemy with one blow.
Still no winner or loser.
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"Boss, I seem to be able to see clearly." Morimoto's younger brother said in a daze.
"I can see it too." Morimoto whispered, "Everyone can see it."
This time there was no drinking glass falling from a high place, because this was a duel that everyone could see and understand. It's not like when you fight against the cold steel beasts, you bravely defeat thousands of armies, and you move with the spirit of destroying mountains and rivers; it's not like when you duel with the divine light swordsmen, who are unparalleled in speed, even the clairvoyant who is proud of his dynamic vision can only see them. afterimage. There is no great strength or speed, just warriors holding swords fighting each other in the ring. What is reflected in that posture is the power of "martial arts" itself.
Can I block this move? The warriors, who were proud of their strength, asked themselves.
Can I keep up with this sword? The warriors, who pride themselves on their speed, reflect on themselves at the same time.
The negative answer emerged in his heart, and he looked at the ring with shame and admiration. The people in the ring have long forgotten the reaction of the outside world. They only have victory or defeat in their hearts, and only their opponents.
The round shield was thrown out like a boomerang, and the lightning bolts on the shield contained violent tension. The left side of the defenseless man was wide open, and the winner could be determined by hitting it with a quick slash——
no. If you do that, you will be hit by the "bite" of the hands and feet and die. I don't know what kind of move it is, but I can feel that there is such a fighting method.
Qin Qianbai turned around to dodge, his hands swaying like willow branches swallowed black light, and the needles turned into prairie fire. The ranger laughed and swung his ax, bringing up thunder branches as dense as a forest in one slash. The burst of purple lightning wiped out the hidden weapon, and the spinning shield returned to the ranger's hand. Vitti jumped up with his axe, and the burly figure illuminated by the laser was dark, and in the girl's eyes it was like a shadow in the night.
Qin Qianbai couldn't see clearly.
The Valpurgis fighting technique is the most widely circulated "entry" technique in the Northern Continent. This simple martial arts can reach its end at most. Ranger Witte claimed that he practiced this skill, but the predecessor of this fighting skill was a small but fine round shield and a one-handed sword, and it was by no means the skill of a giant shield and a giant axe. Not to mention the Northland, even if you look around the world, you cannot find another martial arts that can use the powerful soldiers who hunt giant beasts so superbly.
The Qin family in the imperial capital prides itself on its extensive knowledge, but none of the moves it has seen so far has been truly "seen". There is only one reason that can explain it. The easy-to-learn one-handed sword and shield technique is also the "starting point" for many unique skills. It is the "cornerstone" that every warrior understands and every warrior has mastered. This man's martial arts is not one-handed swordsmanship at all. He has mastered that technique a long time ago. Everything he shows after the extreme realm is a unique skill that he has developed from the cornerstone. It is pure "I-ryu"!
So I couldn't see my heels and feet clearly, so I couldn't find where to go. Even if the celestial eye can see the enemy's actions, there is no sure-fire solution to victory. This makes it impossible to rely on experience...
You have to rely on your own intuition and martial arts.
"Drink!"
The emotion that has not even occurred is as ethereal as the birds flying over the lake in the heart. The ranger in reality shouted loudly, and the condescending ax slash and shield attack struck at the same time. The sharp ax blade was like the teeth of a beast, and the wide and flat shield surface became the jaw of the evil beast. Qin Qianbai saw a gloomy thunder light. A ferocious giant beast, the two heads of the giant beast overlapped. If you break one of them, you will be bitten and your body will be torn apart. These are two attacks at the same time!
"Yin Lei!"
Qin Qianbai's blood was as cold as ice, and the crisis of death and defeat made her thoughts flow to the limit. She wanted to gamble, like every madman in the casino, betting everything she had. Bet that your thinking is correct, bet that your clever moves can defeat the enemy's stunts.
"Hidden attack!"
The moment before the fangs hit, Qin Qianbai closed her eyes, sheathed her sword, and punched. The fierce fists were as fierce as the rising sun, but contained both yin and soft power. She used the hidden punch of yin to conceal yang, but she did the opposite. The back of the fist hit the giant mouth of the thunder beast, and the strength of both sides exploded at the same time. The fangs transformed by the Yin thunder collapsed, and the hidden strike caused the rising sun to dim.
The vigorous confrontation came to an end, and the two men landed in reality. Qin Qianbai's left arm had a very long and deep blood mark from the center of his fist bone to his shoulder, and a deep and clear fist mark was left on Werther's right abdomen. By the 39th round of the battle, both sides were injured at the same time.
The two exhaled, their eyes clear. Qin Qianbai raised his sword and praised: "What a great skill, I broke it!"
"Your moves are beautiful!"
The ranger laughed, his golden eyes showing the joyful look of a child. At this time, his speech was not as stumbling as usual, but instead he was as fluent as a good talker.
"It's so amazing, Qin Qianbai. Like water, like the sun... no, like a work of art! It's like the artillery displayed in the museum, cast by the craftsmen of the Fire Wind State. The skill of turning fighting into art! How on earth can one develop such a beautiful move?”
The moment he heard these words, Qin Qianbai understood.
The same goes for him.
In the eyes of Ranger Werther, her martial arts are the result of continuous inheritance and improvement from generation to generation over the past two thousand years——
The same is true of the unknown world.
Most likely, this man has no experience of traveling around the world, let alone many opponents with advanced martial arts skills. He had never learned any more subtle moves, but if he wanted to move into unknown territory, he used his talent and whimsy to create new stunts. This man has not seen many powerful warriors, so to him most of his opponents are the same "unknowns". He has to rely on intuition and martial arts to deal with them, and he can only deal with them like a gambler.
How wonderful. The term "working behind closed doors" is always used to describe people who sit in a well and look at the sky, but who would have thought that there is really a genius in the world who built a giant tower that reaches the sky in a well? But if this man went out to travel early like Qin Ming, he would not be as simple as "strong". Because if you see too much, you will think too much, and if you have too many distracting thoughts, it will be difficult to understand. Qin Qianbai, who was once trapped by distracting thoughts, knows this all too well.
"This is a skill passed down from generation to generation by my Qin family. It is called Qin's secret biography. It is the result of two thousand years of accumulation and improvement." Qin Qianbai replied.
"Two thousand years is an admirable distance." The ranger regained his posture, "Are there any more skills? Just bring them out!"
"What you can do in front of me is just the tip of the iceberg, let's see how I defeat you!"
The injured warriors raised their troops again, and their swords clashed with each other, bursting with heroic spirit. Quick cuts, thunder collapse, mountain penetration, sun and moon, all kinds of unique skills were used gracefully and smoothly, but were blocked and broken through by rough and nameless skills. The octagonal ring was no longer enough for the two men to fight. They broke away from the ring midway and started a further fight to the death in the air. The outsides of the auditoriums became a temporary stop for the warriors. Thunder, lightning and sword light weaved a fine net over people's heads, and then dissipated as the warriors shouted loudly.
The two sides fighting non-stop are like trapped animals fighting to the death in a desperate situation, or like generals commanding thousands of armies on the battlefield. The situation on the battlefield is unpredictable, but the spirits of both sides remain as free and happy as before. That spirit infected the madmen in the casino and every spectator watching the fight. Unconsciously, as if praying, they clasped their hands together.
The same emotions flow in the hearts of the people as those of the fighters. It turns out that the world is so vast, and the unknown realm is so vast!
Entering the 76th round, the two sides returned to the ring, with three more scars added to their bodies. When the confrontation entered the heat, a change occurred.
"Well..." Qin Ming, who was at the top, said happily, "Martial arts."
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The first person to realize something was wrong was the nervous Gongsun Ce.
Since entering the casino to watch the battle, he has gradually understood the performance of warriors who have crossed the extreme realm. The warriors' thoughts can be poured into their moves, and their fists and feet possess supernatural destructive power and unconventional effects. Therefore, Qin Qianbai can use one move to stop the storm and destroy the unparalleled power of the cold steel beast.
This is actually the "memetic mind" and "symbolic technique" of the warriors, but they do not need to rely on the meme library. They use the mind they have developed as the cornerstone. That intention will make others see the essence of the moves, just like the divine swordsman's unique skills will bring rainbows, and the thunderous Iai will have the mighty thunder. In fact, it is not a visual dislocation, but the warrior's spirit that is conveyed to people. heart.
But even the players who were extremely talented before were only interested in using the few moves at the bottom of the box. At this moment, every move and style of the two people on the scene, even the most plain slashing and straight punches, have a dazzling essence. The sun, moon, mountains and rivers were covered by lightning as soon as they rose, and the ferocious beasts and weapons were defeated by the vision just now. The audience could no longer "see" the details, and the minds of both sides were shattered and blurred in the fight. Those shattered essences turned into monotonous blocks of color like the simplest memes, lingering, rotating, and gathering beside the warriors...
"——!"
Then Gongsun Ce saw it.
Behind the blond ranger, the countless turbid colors condensed and took shape with a powerful blow, transforming into a giant standing tall on the sky and the earth. The rough purple skin like a monster is covered with golden armor, and the eyes are as angry as stars on the ferocious face of a beast. The giant held a shield in one hand and an ax in the other, showing a mighty fighting posture. It was as rough as the primitive worship of ancient tribes, but it also contained simple and unsophisticated power.
"Thor..." Beretta whispered.
At the same moment, Qin Qianbai brilliantly broke through Ranger Witte's attack, and the essence of her skills also turned into a visible form. The human figure is dressed in gorgeous clothes and is as jade-like as the goddess descending from the mural. But instead of holding a long harp and lute in her hand, she held a long black sword. Thousands of well-proportioned lotus-rooted arms sprouted from behind the goddess, holding swords, bows and spears in their palms, or performing various fighting gestures. She is not a goddess who is good at singing and dancing. She is a warlike and brave Rakshasa, with a beautiful figure and a majestic spirit like a demon.
Shigure Rei's tone was complicated: "It's really... a Jade-faced Rakshasa..."
The title that the champion claimed as a joke was confirmed at this time in a way that no one could have expected. Gongsun Ce stared blankly at the two people fighting endlessly in the field, looking at the human figure whose body he couldn't tell, and suddenly a flash of enlightenment flashed in his heart.
"Get together...become one...not attached to a single technique..."
The thought passed away in a flash, without giving him any more time to think. Gongsun Ce grabbed the railing tightly and shouted forward: "Qin Qianbai! Come on!"
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The young man's shouts came clearly into her heart.
Met a well-matched opponent. Witnessed unimaginable stunts. Entered new territory. Got support from my lover.
As a warrior, I can't think of anything happier than this.
Martial arts practitioners should exercise restraint.
Can we move forward more greedily?
In such a happy time, let’s pursue the end called victory——
The intersecting swords and axes drove back the two fighting men.
From the corner of his eye, he saw a blue-haired woman on the high platform opposite, shouting to cheer for the rangers.
He was in the same situation. That's why they have the same feelings in each other's eyes.
Not greed, but curiosity.
How happy would I be if I won at this moment... How would I feel after winning this game... Will I become stronger...
want to know. Want to feel. The reason why martial arts keeps advancing and the warriors keep fighting is this indelible curiosity!
"please!"
"Come!"
The two people who shouted loudly moved forward at the same time. The purple lightning bloomed like a flower on the large shield of Ranger Werther. He used the shield to attack his hand again, but he used the power of King Ming's wrath. If you want to defeat the move, you must first break through the strongest defense. If you want to dodge, you will be defeated by Thor's murderous intent. A blow that emphasizes destructive power is executed with extreme defense, and the fierce look of the God of Thunder emerges from the mystery of the transformation of the two extremes.
I flow purple thunder and strike furiously.
Qin Qianbai's eyes looked directly at the surging electric light. It can't be defended, it can't be broken, and there is no room for harder and more intense moves. At this moment, her family knowledge and experience turned into the soil for her intuition to burst out. In a flash of inspiration, she turned the long knife in her hand into flowing water. She covered the upper side of the shield with her left palm, and the strength in her wrist exploded. He neither attacks nor defends nor dodges, his ordinary palm is like a chess player deciding the game, fixing the thunder god's roar in the air.
Secret Biography of Qin Tianyuan.
Qin Qianbai used the force of the recoil to leap into the air, and Werther's shield was thrown off due to the violent collision. The spirits of Rakshasa and Thunder God each occupied one side of the ring. The warriors with visions laughed loudly and used their strongest hands.
The stone ax that had been charged for a long time was slashed out from bottom to top, and faced the flying Rakshasa with the force of opening the sky. It was clearly a strong and heavy weapon, but it was as light and ethereal as a dream, as if the ancient god in the mural was waving the weapon in chaos, triggering the birth and destruction of three thousand worlds in an instant with just a flash. This attack has entered reality from legend. Its sharpness and vigor can even cut the "world" born from one's own heart.
I flow·a flash of divine thunder!
Qin Qianbai's left arm was already weak. She wanted to be in this situation, so she changed the weapon in her hand early. The Wanhua Sword turned into a long bow at this moment, and the blood splattered from the wound became a long arrow. She opened the string of the bow with one arm, and the move she realized in the charming mist transformed and sublimated at this moment. The arrow from the string traces a beautiful and mysterious trajectory, like an awakened goddess flying through the clouds, brushing the rising sun in the infinite distance with her hand. There is no distance or obstacle in her eyes, even the stars in the sky are no more than the pearls in her palm, within reach.
I am flowing through the clouds and skimming the sun!
The sun-grazing arrow that transcended the sky hit the divine thunder that tore apart the world. Rakshasa made a last stand with the shadow of the ancient god, and his strength and divine will exploded at the same time at the moment of martial arts collision. The eruption of spirit in the fierce battle silenced the entire audience. It was clear that not a grain of sand was stirred up in the arena, but people's eyes were in awe as if they were witnessing the conquest of a god.
The casino fanatics forgot to breathe, and thousands of pairs of eyes stared motionlessly at the ring. They saw the stone ax fall from their hands, the long bow fall to the ground, the shadow of martial arts disappear in the conflict, the unarmed two sides sprinted at the same time, Qin Qianbai's right arm turned into a snake and popped out, and Witte's left hand evolved into a fang!
The battle in the arena was still at this moment, Qin Qianbai's fingertips floated in front of the ranger's Adam's apple, and Witte's hand knife stopped on the warrior's Tianling Cap. No one could see the blow clearly, and the audience couldn't tell the difference between fast and slow. People looked nervously at the champion, the only arbiter of the outcome.
The champion walked to the edge of the ring and put the microphone between the two of them: "Who wins and who loses, you decide for yourself."
"I'm so fast." Qin Qianbai said proudly.
The ranger grinned and laughed uncontrollably.
"Hahaha! Slow down, just a trace!"
He took the lead in closing his palms, putting on his sunglasses, and retreated to the edge of the ring.
"Well done, you won." Witte said, "That's it, keep going!"
In the silence, Gongsun Ce on the second floor took the lead in applauding and shouted: "Okay!"
Immediately afterwards, cheers and applause swept across the arena, and the people's shouts even toppled the ceiling. Ranger Witt walked out of the ring carrying his shield and axe, and was greeted with the same cheers as the winner.
The champion looked at all this from the ring and felt that times had really changed. When he became the champion, the casino was still a ruthless place. If he lost, he deserved to be stepped on by ten thousand feet and insulted to death. What the hell kind of world is this? Since when did we start to respect losers here? Since when did these lunatics know how to spell the word "respect"? Everyone looks like a stupid dragon. It is true that the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. It is a mistake to let them take care of things when they are not in the casino.
Or maybe it's because the smoke of Secret War has long dissipated in the memories, and the current audience is not as competitive as before. It has become less like a shabby place and more like a playing field...
"It's your influence." He heard Qin Ming's voice, "You are not a serious person either."
"Ah."
The champion chuckled lowly and walked into the crowd with a microphone: "Okay, please be quiet! Today's ring is over. Keep the coins in your pockets until I personally--"
"Champion Valens!"
A crisp shout came from the arena. Qin Qianbai raised the knife with one hand and pointed the tip at the champion's back. After a hard fight, she was seriously injured. She didn't even have enough energy in her body, but her eyes were astonishingly bright. There was a scorching flame in her eyes, as bright as the stars, which would never be extinguished due to persistence.
"I challenge you. Now, here!"
The champion stopped, and the rough face under the mask evoked a heroic smile. He shook his neck like a gangster before a fight, turned around and shouted happily.
"good!"
