After the battle with Dong Tianzhen, Bai Cangdong realized that his martial arts training was indeed too poor to deal with a truly powerful enemy. If he met another Dong Tianzhen again, and he didn't want to understand his demonic name, he might be a
Big trouble.
"Although the Eight Ultimate Swords of Dragon Gate are only top-grade, if you can really practice it to a great level, it is best to be able to condense the artistic conception. Coupled with the strengthening blessing effects of the Sky Color Ruler and the Ancient Emperor's Kiss, you will be able to encounter any demon at the level of a demon soldier.
The power of war." Bai Cangdong rolled his eyes and thought of Red Tears.
When it comes to swordsmanship, Honglei's swordsmanship level is definitely beyond the level of scribe. In fact, Honglei has reached the real person level before, and even has a good chance of entering the sage level.
"With Honglei's wisdom, if he is willing to teach me the swordsmanship, he will definitely make me practice the Eight Swordsmanship of Longmen twice the result with half the effort." Bai Cangdong thought, and summoned Honglei.
"Why are you looking at me?" Hong Lei's charming and handsome face showed no emotion at all. She just looked at Bai Cangdong coldly. It seemed that he was very unhappy about being summoned.
"I am practicing a swordsmanship. How do you think my swordsmanship is?" Bai Candong quickly rehearsed the first seven swords of the Longmen Eight Ultimate Swords.
"How's it going? How do you think my swordsmanship goes?" Bai Candong is still very satisfied with the progress of his practice. In just these few days, he has mastered the seven swords.
"Is this swordsmanship?" Honglei said coldly.
Bai Cangdong was so swallowed that he was speechless. He coughed a few times and then said, "Did I practice wrongly? Then how should I practice correctly?"
"Are you begging me to teach you swordsmanship?" Honglei looked at Bai Candong expressionlessly, obviously having seen through Bai Candong's mind.
"Ahem, brother Honglei, your swordsmanship is like a god. Please teach me two moves. How can I master the Eight Ultimate Swords of Dragon Gate?" Bai Candong is an earthling, and he has no concept of high and low in his heart, and Hong
Lei's IQ is too high, and he can't treat Red Tears like an ordinary pet.
Honglei looked at Bai Candong with a strange expression, and after a long time he said, "I only know how to use the fast sword. I can't teach you other sword skills."
Bai Cangdong was immediately disappointed. He originally hoped that Honglei could teach him some shortcuts to practicing swordsmanship, but now it seemed that there was no hope.
"But no matter what kind of swordsmanship, if you want to kill people, you must focus on actual combat." Hong Lei said, and with a move of his right hand holding the hilt of the sword, a sword light slashed towards Bai Candong's neck.
Bai Candong was startled, and quickly summoned the Kongse ruler to resist. The Kongse ruler was hit by the sword blade and immediately bounced to the side. The red tear blade scratched against the skin of Bai Candong's neck, leaving a mark on the skin.
There was a shallow scar. If it were deeper, Bai Candong's blood vessels would be severed.
"Are you crazy? I was almost killed by you!" Bai Cangdong looked at Hong Lei and shouted.
Fortunately, he had just acquired the original power of Dongzhen, created the bones of the ancient emperor with strong resilience, and had the blood of the ancient emperor that could control your heart. The injuries on his body healed automatically almost in the blink of an eye.
"How can you understand the art of swordsmanship if you have not experienced real life and death? I have lowered the sword speed to the lowest level. If you still get killed like this, you deserve to die." Hong Lei said, and struck with another sword.
Bai Candong stabbed, so fast that Bai Candong couldn't even see what the sword looked like. He only saw a flash of red light and the tip of the sword had already reached his chest.
Bai Cangdong knew that Hong Lei's temper would mean what he said, so he quickly held the empty color ruler and deployed the Dragon Gate Eight Absolute Swords to deal with it, but Hong Lei's sword technique was too fast, even though it was many times slower than his usual.
However, Bai Candong was still not able to completely block it, and a bloody hole was suddenly pierced through his chest.
Seeing Bai Cangdong's wounds healed in the blink of an eye, a look of surprise flashed through his red eyes, and his sword speed quietly increased.
Bai Cangdong has grown up so big, and the total suffering he has suffered is not as much as in the spatial rift, and practicing swordsmanship with Honglei is definitely more painful than in the spatial rift.
Honglei's sword shows no mercy at all. This is not sword training, it's just murder. There is almost no place on his body that Honglei's sword has not pierced. If he hadn't just achieved the Ancient Emperor's Bone,*
*'s recovery ability is extremely strong, and he has been killed by red tears countless times.
Although these injuries are nothing to Bai Candong, the pain is like being scratched with thousands of cuts. But this kind of pain is not something that ordinary people can endure.
An ordinary person would have summoned Honglei back to the virtual world long ago, but Bai Cangdong also has a stubborn temper at heart. He knew that Honglei had already moved the sword very slowly, but even so, he didn't even move Honglei.
He couldn't even block it with a sword, which made him feel very humiliated.
"No matter what, I have to block Honglei's sword, as long as I block the sword beautifully." With this thought, Bai Cangdong took more than a thousand swords, but in the end he didn't even get one sword.
Can be blocked.
Even though Bai Cangdong blessed his body with the Kiss of the Ancient Emperor, the result was still the same, unable to withstand the sword of Red Tears.
Now Bai Candong really wishes he had the Demonic Bee Eyes of the Ten Thousand Flowers Swordsman so that he could clearly see the sharp sword of Red Tears.
"In a swordsmanship duel, what matters is not the sword, but the movement of the opponent's body. No matter how the swordsmanship changes, it can't go beyond the movement of the body. You can't even see through this. You, two hundred and thirteen
The sword was in vain." Hong Lei said coldly after piercing Bai Candong's arm with the sword again.
"How could I not know, but I have too little combat experience and your figure is too fast. After I judged it, it was already too late." Bai Cangdong was depressed. The few fierce battles he had experienced in the past had basically failed.
It was mainly a battle of wits. He had really never experienced a battle like this that relied purely on skills and strength. He was too inexperienced.
"You will naturally be able to react if you suffer a lot of injuries. If you can't react, it only means that you haven't been injured enough and haven't formed the body's memory yet." Honglei drew his sword again with an expressionless face, and the sword light flashed again.
In a flash, Bai Cangdong had another sword mark on his body.
Bai Cangdong no longer remembers how many times he was stabbed and slashed by Honglei. If he hadn't held back his breath or wanted to block Honglei's sword, he would have stopped practicing this bullshit swordsmanship.
It's a pity that Bai Cangdong couldn't really block Honglei's sword until Qingyang was about to come out.
"That's it, send me back to the virtual world." In the end, Honglei took the initiative to stop and let Bai Cangdong send him back to the virtual world.
Bai Cangdong was lying on the ground in a state of exhaustion. Each of Hong Lei's sword strikes was like a sure-kill move for him. He needed to concentrate 100% of his energy to deal with it, causing him to collapse both physically and mentally.
On the edge of the limit, now that I relax, I feel like my whole body is paralyzed, and I don't even want to move my fingers.