Chapter seven hundred and fortieth must be boring duel warm-up
"Why don't you fight? They've been standing there for three hours."
Zuo Zhou listened to the unscrupulous discussions of the martial arts people below with an indifferent expression, but his heart was at a loss.
Yes, the duel between Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue began. After the duel period came, the two stood on the roof speechless, neither of them looking away, staring at each other for three hours.
Zuo Zhou doesn't care about this. At their level, they can basically understand it. The two of them are not deliberately stalling for time, but are constantly adjusting, adjusting their fighting spirit and their sword intent. Comparing each other.
, until reaching the limit!
According to Zuo Zhou's eyesight, the two of them would stare at each other for at least half an hour.
But this is not the reason why Zuo Zhou feels confused. What really makes him a little unaccustomed is such a big thing as the decisive battle on the top of the Forbidden City. Could something be wrong? With so many enemies and so many people with ulterior motives, could it be that
Why don't you take advantage of this time to do something? Being a villain, now you also ask for a holiday? Roll it up!
"What are you thinking about?" A naughty voice sounded from behind Zuo Zhou.
He didn't look back, just yawned and said leisurely: "You are not a swordsman. Why are you here to see a duel?"
"Who said they came to see the duel? They obviously came to see you. But as soon as I came, I saw that you are a heartless person... Humph!"
"Don't talk nonsense. Who am I betraying? There was such a loud noise last night, but Axiang and the others didn't say anything. What kind of betrayal are you talking about here? Is there a relationship between us?"
Wanwan covered her mouth from behind and looked at him with tears in her eyes. "I used to call you a good senior sister. Now that I have a little slut, it doesn't matter anymore."
Zuo Zhou drooped his eyelids and showed no interest in looking back. "If the relationship in your words is limited to mutual understanding between each other's bodies. But we really have nothing to do with it."
"Huh? What's this little resentment in Junior Brother's tone? Do you want to beat him back?"
Zuo Zhou finally turned around, reached out to Wanwan's waist and pulled her into his arms. Wanwan didn't resist. She just stared at him with doubts.
"There is a saying that men are animals with lower bodies. This is actually correct, but it is not entirely correct. Men respect because of love. The more affectionate a person is, the more they respect each other. They will never rush to bed in a hurry.
Go. And the more emotionless a person is, the more he will deceive the other person into winning with the idea of having an advantage and not taking advantage of the bastard."
Wanwan blinked and continued uncertainly, "So junior brother has always respected senior sister because he has a deep relationship with senior sister?"
"That's right. All the other men just want to take advantage of you. Only my junior brother feels sorry for my sister."
Wanwan chuckled. "Listen to your nonsense."
Zuo Zhou didn't care when he saw that she didn't believe it. Isn't this the case in this world? Sometimes those who tell the truth seem less sincere. "How is the intelligence in the Chaos Domain? Is there any breakthrough progress?"
"I'm just here to tell you this important thing." Wanwan said, raising her head and glancing at the two people still standing on the roof. Then she approached Zuo Zhou's ear, and the ambiguous aura filled her ears.
"If you have something to say, just talk and don't get so close, okay? Your hair is getting stuck in my nostrils."
Wanwan snorted, "I followed the prompts you gave me and sent a small number of spies into the Chaos Realm. Although they infiltrated into Fang La's forces, I couldn't find any traces of the masters on the Earth Ranking. The same spies from different regions
The information they came back with was similar. Those masters on the Earth Ranking seemed to have evaporated in an instant, and no one could be seen anymore."
When Zuo Zhou heard this, he immediately understood what she meant. "It means that those defective products on the ground list have sneaked away to some unknown place."
Zuo Zhou's eyes sharpened instantly. The first thing he thought of was whether the opponent would take advantage of the duel to cause trouble. However, he scanned around with his senses but found nothing. Instead, he saw something outside the palace gate.
There was a carriage belonging to his family. Sitting on the side of the carriage was a beautiful woman. Isn't it Yagyu Piaoxu who he had tortured for half the night yesterday?
Thinking of this, he felt a little hot in his lower abdomen. Then he criticized the old pervert Yagyu God of Death in his heart, which was painful to the bone. I'm afraid that old ghost has been plotting against Yagyu Piaoxu for a long time. According to her, she has known it since she was a child.
Teach her some skills to please her future husband, but as her sister, Yagyu Yukihime has not learned these skills, but now these skills are all used on Zuo Zhou.
I originally thought that Yagyu Shengpiaoxu would not be able to get out of bed after a lot of tossing. But Zuo Zhou seemed to have underestimated Yagyu Shengpiaoxu's desire for strength. He actually supported his uncomfortable body and came out in a carriage to watch the battle. Thinking about the various postures last night
.Should we take care of it? Yes. At least we should take care of ourselves!
"Hey, let me tell you something serious. Where have you been thinking about?" Wanwan angrily hit his chin with her forehead.
Zuo Zhou tightened his arms to stop him from moving. "So many defective products from the land list disappeared at the same time. There must be a conspiracy. Go back and tell your master to guard the palace carefully. Maybe they will try to attack Jiang Yufeng.
thoughts."
Wanwan frowned lightly. "What clues did you get?"
"The clue is so hard to tell, it's just a name. Dragon Slaying Plan! Doesn't it sound very impressive?"
Wanwan lowered her head in thought, and leaned into Zuo Zhou's arms naturally. Anyone who saw it looked like a couple in love, and Zuo Zhou felt in his heart that this hand was so naturally dishonest.
"If this is what you said, we should indeed be vigilant. But now there are many formations arranged by Huang Shang in the palace. I'm afraid it won't be so easy for the enemy to succeed!" Wanwan seemed to have no feeling, letting Zuo Zhou take advantage of it.
Cheap to wear.
Zuo Zhou was happy, "When Hu Hai was here, Huang Shang didn't deploy many formations in the palace. How would those enemies know about such a thing now? After all, the masters of the Earth Ranking do things based on their preferences."
"Okay, I will go back and tell the master what you said."
Zuo Zhou nodded. Then his smile gradually became lewd. "Senior sister! We have known each other for such a long time. I think it is time to get closer to each other."
Wanwan's eyes became charming. She gave him an angry look, and while lifting his chin, she whispered softly, "We are already so close. If we get closer, does it mean that you don't respect senior sister?"
"Junior brother feels that not doing anything at this time is disrespectful to senior sister."
"Then you should do it. People also want to see, do so many martial arts people want to watch the duel or do they want to watch us?"
Zuo Zhou stared. "Oh, senior sister, this is a method of provoking generals. Let me tell you. What I am not afraid of the most is the method of provoking generals." Zuo Zhou hugged Wanwan and lay down on the roof. A golden light shone around him, and the image of the Arhat fell down.
It blocked everyone's sight. Wanwan screamed strangely. She did not expect that Zuo Zhou would use this method to block everyone's sight. However, it was quite exciting to think about doing these things under the Buddhist Dharma.
Wanwan was distracted for a moment, and Zuo Zhou was addicted to his hands in that moment. Just when he was about to untie his belt, Wanwan twisted around like a slippery loach and escaped from Zuo Zhou's arms.
"The orders of parents are the words of matchmakers. If junior brother wants to disrespect senior sister, he should ask his master first."
Zuo Zhou watched the other party run away with a blush on his face. He curled up his lips in disdain, "Well, practicing this charming skill is in vain. I almost let you succeed, but you actually gave up. It's really unfortunate for the Demon Sect.
ah!"
After the Arhat Dharma was removed, many inexplicable people in the world turned their attention to Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue. Just as Zuo Zhou had thought before, the fighting spirit of the two people climbed up to each other and finally reached its peak. They unfolded the swords in their hands almost at the same time.
, two figures flashed past at the same time.
The decisive battle begins!
Dazzling cold light flashed one after another, and every appearance of a figure had special movements and wonderful angles. The tinkling metal symphony resounded throughout the capital.
However, Zuo Zhou actually guessed that the first session would be a competition of moves, but he did not expect that it would be a competition of moves. There was only one sound each time the swords struck each other. There was no rhythm and no continuity. It was like a guard firing.
After receiving the ball, the midfielder organized the attack, and the forward made a pass down the line. He saw his own team grabbing the high ground, but stopped at the last moment of shooting.
That suffocating feeling broke the minds of countless people in the arena in an instant. This is not a competition, this is torture. However, only when you have enough strength can you truly understand the secrets involved.
The battle between Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng indeed consisted of two swords fighting each other once and then retreating. Fighting again and retreating again. In the final analysis, it was because they already had a clear understanding of what the other party would do next. Simple.
Say, I know what your next move will be, and you also know what my next move will be. How should we deal with each other? We already know it well. I predicted your prediction, and you predicted what I predicted.
Prejudgment. Such a nesting doll, such an endless cycle. This is the awkward situation we have today.
Unless one of the two is suddenly stupid, the competition will be just like that in the end. It can be regarded as a warm-up at best.
"I'm not as good as I am." Xie Xun sighed and shook his head. He sat on the roof of an unknown palace, picked up the wine gourd and took a sip.
Next to him were Shangguan Haitang, Sikong Zhaixing, and Lu Xiaofeng. They all understood it, but they couldn't keep up with their rhythm. After all, it's one thing to know how to fight, but it's another to do it yourself.
thing.
"Is this the scene that will appear after practicing the moves to the extreme?" Fu Junma's eyes were blank. She suddenly lost all confidence in one thing. If you can see through simple thinking and habits where the enemy will point his sword next? Then
What’s the point of practicing Yi swordsmanship?
Zhu Wuwu and Shangguan Jinhong and Murong Qiudi are both good at using conspiracy and tricks. When they see this kind of confrontation, they will feel cold all over. They can't help but think that if such a master comes to assassinate them, how will they avoid it?
"It seems to be almost over." A childish voice came from the female family members of the Li Mansion. It was as if they were responding to the voice. In the duel field, the figures of Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng appeared again, separated on the left and right. Part of the moves were tied.