The surging waves broke through and rowed over the waves on both sides of the bow. The freighter whistled and shone down. The sunlight shone down and landed on a small tabletop. In front of the table was a short-haired man in a white suit, looking at the spreading map of the island country. On the right side was a historical introduction about the island country, studying quietly.

The sound of footsteps sounded outside the corridor, and then the door was knocked on.

"Come in."

With his cold response, the door opened and Yelu Hongyu stood at the door: "Master, on the other ship, it seems that the crow and Lu Bu are fighting."

"It should be just a competition of skills. You often recruit generals on the battlefield. When you meet someone who can fight, your hands will naturally itch."

"Too."

Yelu Hongyu leaned against the door frame and thought for a moment, then clenched her fist and raised her: "Actually, I want to fight with that crow too. I heard that he can also fight with bare hands."

"If you don't limit weapons, you can't win. The psychics have too many advantages in this regard. Once you wake up, you can get more than ten years of hard practice."

Bai Ning closed the history of the island country and looked out the window and the cargo ship traveling with him in the distance for a moment. "But Hongyu, you have to remember that no good things in this world fall on one person's head. It is not a good thing that Xia Yi has made progress too fast."

"Master knows?"

"What do you know?" Bai Ning waved his hand, sorted out the things on the table, and put them aside: "Actually, I don't know much, but here's the experience."

He nodded his head.

"There is an unwritten taboo in practicing martial arts. Haste can't be achieved. In the supernatural powers, it actually makes sense. Lin Jianyuan, who had committed rebellion before, heard that he was originally at the fifth level, and used the red stone provided by Xia Yi and forced to level six. What's the result?"

"In recent contact, Xia Yi's body is full of strength, but how many of it is his own? If he is turned against the enemy, it is what we often call the end of external evil entering the body and becoming possessed by the devil."

Yelu Hongyu frowned and said, "Master, should you remind him? This person is actually not bad, but his personality is a bit extreme. Besides, some of the previous relationships are nothing to do..."

Over there, Bai Ning raised his hand to interrupt her.

"I don't understand the superpowers, let alone his own body, don't he knows it? With his personality, he will never come here..."

Speaking of this, Bai Ning raised his gaze and looked into the distance again. In the sunshine, the freighter that was passing through the sea was very soft.

"...unless, he already knows that he will not live long and wants to do the last thing."

On the deck of the freighter across the sea, as Bai Ning spoke here, two figures collided and separated, and the sound of metal and iron fighting continued to sound.

But not much sound of breaking through the air came out.

The weapons collided one after another, and Mars splashed across the eyes for a moment. Xia Yi slid out several steps. The weapons in his hand suddenly stirred. The Lu Bu's painting halberd on the opposite side swung away, and the two pairs of branches scraped, pulling out a spark. When he saw the figure retreat, he frowned.

Lu Lingqi, who was a little further away, touched the black cat with a narrowed eyes in her arms, and a look of confusion appeared on her face.

"Why is this person's halberd technique so similar to his father..."

The two of them did not use much power in their competition. They simply competed with martial arts, otherwise this ship would not be enough for them to struggle.

After a moment, Lu Bu's brow suddenly stretched, and in Xia Yi's sight, he made a move of the halberd technique. He stepped forward and stabbed it out suddenly. With a sound of blocking, Xia Yi showed doubts in his eyes, but as the opponent's moves were still followed step by step, the ability to obtain from weapons was originally from Lu Bu's skills. When the opponent made a move, his body instinctively judged the opponent's attack.

After a while, the battle between the two on the deck was no longer as intense as before. On the contrary, it seemed soft and regular, and fell into the eyes of others. It was like two masters feeding each other and their movements became smooth and smooth. The movements of the two gradually turned into uniform, like a mirror, with figures inside and outside practicing.

Even Zhao Yun, dressed in white, walked out curiously and saw some tricks. As the two halberds collided in the air, they all fell down the deck and smashed two parallel dents. Lu Bu took the Fang Tian halberd and threw it to the people beside him, without saying a word, laughing.

Go elsewhere with your hands behind your back.

The deck was quiet, and many people watched this strange scene. I didn't know what had just happened. Lu Lingqi looked at her father and looked at the sea view along the ship bar. She approached Zhao Yun not far away: "Uncle Zhao, what's wrong with my father and that Xia Yi?"

"This is Wen Hou, who is guiding his juniors in his way."

On the other side, Xia Yi stood there, holding the Huaji halberd, and the tattoo on the Fang Tian Huaji behind him hurt his skin. It was not because of the battle, but because of his clear feeling that as he fought a set of halberd techniques with the real Lu Bu, the ability he obtained from the Huaji seemed to be completely imprinted in his body.

"boss!"

Zhou Jin and Jiu Kuang who had been watching the game came over. Xia Yi waved his hand at them, turned around with his halberd and headed towards the room in the cabin.

Close the door, Xia Yi rushed to the bed and sat on it with his weapons. The redstone particles in his body were gathering rapidly, and the directly received impression of skills was gradually transformed by them, as if he was performing a self-improvement ceremony.

"Lu Bu's martial arts, which were simulated before, have come into contact with real things. They have begun to absorb and transform the essence... Damn, although it is good for me, it has also accelerated the crystallization process. It is really a blessing and misfortune..."

As soon as the words fell, the skin felt tingling and the internal organs seemed to be squeezing.

Sweat beads suddenly spread on Xia Yi's face. She put down her weapons and ran to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and poured cold water on the red skin. A large amount of water vapor was steamed, spreading into a small room.

At this time, the door opened, Zhou Jin walked in and quickly suffocated the steam in front of him, "Boss!?"

When I walked to the bathroom door, I turned around in the hazy mist and saw a figure shining with a red luster, and my eyes showed a scarlet light like a demon in the mist.

The woman was so scared that she took a step back instinctively.

In the fog, the outline of the figure walked out and rushed to the ground in an instant. Zhou Jin saw that it was Xia Yi and hurriedly dragged him to the edge of the bed and asked Xia Yi to lie down. When he wanted to call someone outside to the doctor on the boat, his hand was raised on the bed and shook it weakly.

"Don't let others see it... others see it... I'm like this."

Zhou Jin leaned over and took the bed sheet to wipe the water stains on Xia Yi's body. The temperature that came could be felt through the fabric. She said anxiously and had a slight choking.

"Boss, you are like this now, so don't go to the island country... Let's turn around and go back." She covered her lips, and somehow began, but in front of this man, she became a little crying, and the tears were slid down and were quickly wiped away by her.

"......I know the boss is worried about Jiang Yu, but you are not like this. We endured hardships together, fought out of the mountains together, and acted in the island country together, we killed people and robbed other people's things. But when did you become like this? You were also covered in bruises before, but you knew that you were going forward and retreat. All the people in the world died. What does it have to do with us? I just don't understand why you became like this now!!"

Zhou Jin tried hard to suppress his emotions, but still cried, grabbed the man on the bed, and shook his arm: "I can't stand it like this now... Everyone is dead, what's the matter--"

Listening to the woman's crying, Xia Yi looked at the ceiling and fell silent.

He opened his mouth slightly.

"Stop crying, I may not die..." Xia Yi paused, brushed across her hot chest, and her tone was weak.

"Don't think too much."

There is another sentence later, 'This body has reached its limit...' and it didn't say it.

As the sun gradually passed, Xia Yi's body recovered after night, as usual, as usual, they arrived on the west coast of the island country the next afternoon.
Chapter completed!