The words of the old man Sansha echoed in Ye Wuque's ears, as if he was waiting for his choice.
But in just a moment, Ye Wuque made a choice.
There was also a sharp smile on his fair and handsome face, and a trace of heat flashed through his bright eyes.
"Returning to Sansha Senior, not only must I take this punch, but I will definitely be able to take it successfully!"
If you just killed the old man three times, it was actually a small trap.
If you choose to pick it up, success will be easy to say. If you fail to pick it up, you will be seriously injured. You can also just retreat without picking it up, but you will inevitably be afraid. Even if you try to enter this level again in the future, this fear will become more and more powerful.
, it may even shake the will and affect the mentality.
Especially for Ye Wuque, if he fails, fails to successfully receive the punch, is seriously injured, and cannot fight with others for a month, it means that he will not be able to participate in the Human Ranking Challenge Competition three days later, even if he is selected as a candidate.
To qualify, you can only wait for the next Ranking Challenge half a year later.
It seems that if Ye Wuque chooses to retreat, it is the safest way.
However, this will not be his choice!
Forge ahead with determination and be as sharp as a ray!
This is Ye Wuque’s consistent choice!
If you blindly retreat when faced with difficulties or leave when faced with danger, you will inevitably develop a cowardly mentality, and the fighting spirit and passion in your heart will completely disappear without a trace.
Whether you can take the punch from the Sansha old man is a matter of ability.
To accept or not to accept is a matter of attitude.
Ye Wuque followed his own attitude and also believed in his own abilities.
"Okay! As expected, no one who can break through to the seventh floor will be a coward. In that case, I'm here with this punch!"
The Sansha old man laughed, and his right hand that was originally behind him slowly stretched out, and slowly clenched it into a fist. At the same time, an excited but low voice slowly resounded, echoing on the seventh floor.
"Although I have been dead for thousands of years, my immortal soul will and the killing fist intention that I have studied all my life have been preserved and condensed into this spirit body to guard the seventh floor of the Tower of Trial. Although for thousands of years,
, extremely lonely, but this is the last bit of effort I can give to my holy path to the heavens, so how glorious is it!"
"I have been without a father or mother since I was a child. As long as I can remember, I was adopted by a veteran of a small country in the mortal world. I recognized him as a foster father. It can be said that I was born a soldier. For the first half of my life, I have been fighting with the country where my foster father lives.
He participated in no less than a thousand small wars."
"On the battlefield, there is a tragic and bloody scene. There is no right or wrong, no grudges, only everyone is his own master, and only life and death are relative. I have killed countless enemies. With my passion and desperate fighting style, I have been promoted from a soldier to a commander.
The commander of the army was promoted to the rank of captain, and from the rank of captain to the rank of general."
"On the battlefield, I summed up a set of boxing techniques based on human lives and killings. I studied it carefully and focused on it. Later, by chance, I joined the Holy Way of the Heavens. I still retained this boxing technique and completely refined the boxing intention contained in it.
Sublimate it and make it my killer weapon. This fist is full of my lifelong faith and unyielding, full of my lifelong will and soul. This fist, I call it...killing!"
The three-kill old man's voice was like a loud bell. After he finished his last words, the clenched right fist slowly stretched out, and the punch was extremely slow, but extremely firm.
Boom!
In an instant, Ye Wuque seemed to see the Sansha old man in front of him disappear, replaced by a battlefield with yellow sand flying and blood spilling in all directions!
The endless shouts of killing and the clash of swords came fiercely. As far as the eye could see, there were ferocious and crazy faces, covered in blood, but they kept moving forward. Either you die or I die!
A cruel and tragic battle broke out. Although the soldiers on both sides were armed with iron weapons and only knew the basic breathing method, and there was no monk, the iron blood and the fierceness continued to attack Ye Wuque's mind like a violent storm.
!
At this moment, Ye Wuque seemed to feel that he had become one of them, holding a bloody broken spear in his hand, turning into a mortal, constantly exchanging blood for blood, and life for life with the other soldiers, until the day turned into night, and night
Turn to dawn, day appears again!
Suddenly, Ye Wuque, who was stunned, realized that all the ferocious but different faces in front of him had changed, and he had also changed!
He is no longer a soldier fighting bravely to kill the enemy, but has become a general sitting on a horse and commanding the entire army to fight!
Rebuke Fang Qiu and guide the country!
The ferocious faces of the enemy all turned into the same face at this time, but you couldn't see clearly, you could only feel that they were all coming towards you!
In the end, Ye Wuque's eyes changed again, and his mind swayed. On the battlefield, there was no more soldiers, only a huge fist that suddenly attacked, constantly enlarging, with boundless cruelty and iron blood!
This punch came from nowhere, but it was accompanied by endless murderous intent. This murderous intent was terrifying and strong. It made Ye Wuque feel terrified and in a daze, unable to think of a single thought of resistance!
It seems that with one punch, the general's head can be taken from thousands of miles away!
"One killing punch!"
A sound like thunder exploded in Ye Wuque's ears, waking him up instantly. The battlefield, soldiers, and broken spears in front of him all disappeared!
The only thing left is the bloody fist of the old man Sansha, which contains extremely cruel and iron-blooded meaning, as if wherever this fist passes, it will kill all vitality and exterminate all life!
Domineering, brutal, and tenacious!
The intention of the killing fist is like a wave, making people feel boundless fear!
But Ye Wuque, at this time, was shocked to realize that he was still addicted to the illusion just now. He was sweating like liquid, his lips were chapped, he was in a trance, his mind was shaking, and his eyes were unfocused. It seemed that facing the punch of the Sansha old man, he could only
Able to sit back and wait for death without any resistance!
Ouch!
At the critical moment, Ye Wuque bit the tip of his tongue and looked sharply!
Immediately afterwards, a majestic dragon roar resounded, and he instantly activated the two-pole star with full combat power. His right hand was also clenched into a fist, and the fighting energy of the Holy Path surged like waves. A tiger head came out, and Ye Wuque also punched it.
out!
Roar! Bang!
The two fists clashed in the void, and boundless air waves immediately erupted, and huge power poured out. Ye Wuque's face changed wildly, his body collapsed, and his right fist instantly became dripping with blood. What was even more terrifying was that from behind the right fist
Uploaded is a violent fist force full of extermination and destructive power!
puff!
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Ye Wuque didn't stop until he hit the wall of the tower. His face instantly turned pale, and his body was being wreaked and destroyed by the Sansha old man's fist. It was like thousands of spears piercing his heart, and he was extremely uncomfortable, as if
It will explode at any time!
With just one punch, Ye Wuque was seriously injured. If it weren't for his physical strength, he would have been beaten to death by the Sansha Old Man!
"What a terrible punch! A killing punch! It's really powerful!"
Spitting out a mouthful of bruised blood, Ye Wuque struggled to stand up, but his eyes became a little confused at this moment. It seemed that his mind was completely occupied by the punch that the Sansha old man had just delivered. Then his eyes closed naturally, and his mind was in chaos.
It was clear and very strange.
Seeing that Ye Wufeng was in such a state, the Sansha old man showed a smile of appreciation.