When Gallius hesitated for a moment, the opponent immediately seized on this flaw, and thrust out a sword that broke through the armor and wounded Gallius' shoulder. But Garius was no ordinary person. Regardless of the stinging pain on his shoulder, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the opponent's hood. While retreating, he used his own brute force to tear the opponent's cloak to pieces.
Hidden under the black robe is Qing Jun's handsome appearance. The opponent stands with a sword in his hand and looks like he is no more than a teenager. But it was such an existence, hidden among the Demon King's army, that had previously constituted the biggest obstacle to the southeastern front.
Garius felt confused, not only about the identity of the person in front of him - the commander of the Demon King's Army, but also about his resume. At least Galius believed that anyone who could fight him and gain a certain advantage was definitely not an ordinary person, but the opponent in front of him was too young based on his appearance.
"Are you surprised by my appearance? Hey, what's the matter? How many times have you seen the eternally youthful old monster?" He did not pursue rashly, but faced Gallius a few meters away. He behaved like a young swordsman. He looked relaxed and tilted his head indifferently.
"Indeed, but I can see that you are different from them. If the clarity in your eyes has not been experienced by the world for thousands of years, there is only one possibility left, and that is that you are the same on the outside. If my judgment is correct If so, the latter is the correct answer!" Gallius said decisively.
"Just treat it like this, but so what?" Facing Galius's gaze, the young swordsman spread his hands indifferently.
"Indeed, in normal times, I would not hesitate to praise a person with extraordinary talents like you, but now you are the culprit who provoked this war. I think so. We should not have too many hostile relations between us. There are no other emotions, but I’m just curious, why as a human being would you choose which side to stand on?”
"It has nothing to do with fate, or right or wrong. Just by following "that master", you will have the opportunity to challenge more powerful people. "Looking past Galius and looking behind him, the young swordsman looked at Barong and his group who had arrived and responded calmly: "One, two, three, you all come together, otherwise this will happen. I will take this fortress easily. "
Seeing Baron rushing to the scene with two seniors who were also kings, Garius' expression changed slightly, and he turned to say seriously: "Listen, this guy's talent and strength are quite outstanding, and he is just like boy Barong." You can gain experience in the process of fighting, and you can't relax even a little bit when fighting him, and don't hesitate to take his life once you find an opportunity!"
"I already understand the situation." Baron agreed with Galius's statement, not to mention that he also witnessed the battle between the two on the way here. He judged that the young man in front of him who looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old was different from His confrontation may be more threatening than facing the Dragon God directly!
Turning his head to signal everyone with his eyes, Barong then turned his gaze to the young man standing not far away. At this moment, the young man seemed to be observing him. Facing his gaze, his pupils were not only as clear as water, but he looked at them intently. , a whirlpool still full of magic power, like the light that restrains millions of people, quietly blooms in the other party's elegant smile.
With no time to think, Barong pulled out the Jade Sword from the void and held it tightly in his hand. While moving his body, he said in a deep voice: "Everyone, come together!"
As for what Baron Bokar is good at, that is clarifying the five senses of the body and keenly feeling all the subtle changes around him.
It has been exactly two hundred years since that day's decision, one year since the hand holding the hilt of the sword stopped bleeding; then three years since the sword could no longer be swung; and finally, the touch of the sword can be felt only through the blade. So far ten years.
Although he has never slackened in training, the time he has actually devoted himself to basic swordsmanship training has only been in the first ten years. No swordsman can become a master by relying only on basic swordsmanship, just like no scholar who is proficient in mathematics can become a master by relying only on simple symbols such as addition, subtraction, multiplication and division. Balong thinks so, because this is a matter of course.
However, at this moment, the young man standing proudly opposite them changed his perception of this aspect.
The horizontal sword is used to attack with skills in order to gain benefit, which is called opening; the vertical sword is used to attack with power in order to achieve reality, which is called joining.
This is the feeling that the fingers that remain calm at all times get from the opponent's moves and moves through the blade in their hands when they are clashing with the boy's sharp sword. Regardless of the speed, power and angle, it all followed the predicted trajectory exactly. The young man's sword blade is just like a piece of white paper. There is no anticipation of retaliation and no fake moves. It is so simple and strong, which makes Barong recall himself when he first picked up the sword blade. But it is different. Compared with myself at that time, the movements and concentration of the guy in front of me were much sharper.
"Interesting!" An imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth. The double-blade clash was accompanied by a burst of thunder. With the pressure of thunder, his sword could withstand the young swordsman's swift and violent blows.
And just when the young man was about to continue to advance in pursuit, under his feet - the ground that trembled for a moment suddenly pulled up sharp rock protrusions, and the earth-attribute magic cast by King Kunling drove the young swordsman into a desperate situation at an unimaginable speed.
However, just a few inches away, the sharp earth thorns passed close to the opponent's neck. With the young swordsman's agile retreat, he perfectly avoided the next eighteen consecutive rock spurs. In the process of flying back, the sword in the young swordsman's hand showed its edge. The dilapidated earth cracked again in the flash of the sword light, and the subsequent rock outcrops were forcibly interrupted by the attack of the sword light.
Feeling a chill coming from the side, the young swordsman turned around and saw a cherry-red sword flashing past his eyes.
"Qiang——!"
One of the eight-sided magic swords, named "Snow Sakura", was blocked by the young swordsman who raised his sword at an unimaginable speed. But it's not over yet. In a thousandth of a second, another cold light swept across, and the dark blue sword light broke through the wind. It only took out the young man's abdomen with two strikes and one swift blow. If he had been slow to react, this blow would have landed. He must have had his intestines cut open at the sight of blood, but the boy's reaction was so quick. The other hand gathered magic power and punched the void. The air wave generated knocked Kujoji Genro away from him, and the knife aimed at the abdomen failed.
"I was in the middle of the pack for two days. I have earned my reputation in vain. If I were an ordinary person, I would have quit after just one appearance."
With his toes touching the ground, the young swordsman danced his sword magnificently, and then smoothly swung the sword energy to his feet. In an instant, a deep valley opened on the ground, and Gallius' intention to pursue was blocked.
The young man took a step forward, his short silver hair swaying in the wind and waves caused by the swing of his sword. The young man raised his sword and walked towards Kujo Temple with a proud attitude.
"I would like to have a one-on-one discussion with the Second Heavenly Sword King, I wonder if any of you can fulfill my wish?"
"I'm afraid you will be disappointed!"
Feeling the approaching killing intent, the young swordsman's eyes suddenly focused, but he saw the ethereal spear tip with cold air burst into his field of vision. Before he could respond with a parry, the spear tip suddenly exploded and turned into a ball of ice mist covering him. vision.
Barong, who had flashed up to this point, didn't give the other party a chance to react. He swung out a thunderous fist and hit his handsome face.
"Since swordsmanship can't do anything to you, then you might as well change to something different!"
