When the blades collided, a flame that was as long as one meter was drawn out.
A single spark can start a prairie fire, and it can also ignite the will to fight.
Lin Ze gripped the handleless knife tightly and gritted his steel teeth, not daring to relax and staring at Wan Hai, the second best man in the world, standing opposite.
Lin Ze already had three large and small scars on his body, one on his left shoulder, one on his right chest, and the last one on his cheek.
The scar on the cheek is oozing blood, maybe because it has been a long time, the blood has some signs of coagulation, and it does not look like a serious scar.
But only by witnessing the whole process with your own eyes can you know the danger Lin Ze faced when he suffered this injury.
At that time, Wan Hai slashed at Lin Ze's face with his sword, and his speed was unparalleled. Lin Ze was not allowed to react much. The only thing he could do was to block with the sword at an extremely fast speed.
In fact, Lin Ze's speed was extremely fast. He blocked Wan Hai's blow very accurately.
But so what if it’s blocked?
Wan Hai's fatal blow was so easily defused,
As soon as he blocked it, Lin Ze felt a majestic and indestructible force rushing toward his arm, as if it was going to shatter his arm. The next second, his wrist slid down involuntarily, even though Wan Hai had changed The trajectory of the blade was still very swift as it struck towards the left side of his face.
Whoosh,
Lin Ze twisted his waist and quickly turned away, but even so, the left side of his face was still cut.
In fact, if Lin Ze's angle had been just one or two inches more correct, half of his face would have been destroyed by this knife, instead of just being cut through some skin like it is now.
bang bang,
He hit Lin Ze with all his punches and kicks. Lin Ze, who suffered many injuries, was kicked out violently.
Deng Deng stared,
Lin Ze staggered back, with a cold and calm expression. He stamped his heel on the ground and then managed to steady himself.
"call,."
Taking a deep breath of air-conditioning, Lin Ze was shocked.
He is worthy of being a god-level expert from the older generation, and his combat power is definitely the most powerful Lin Ze has ever encountered.
Yue Qun is powerful enough,
Even stronger than himself, but Yue Qun's power is very limited, at least for him, it is very limited.
But facing Wan Hai, Lin Ze deeply felt the gap. It was quite a big gap.
He turned his arm slightly, trying to get some relief from his wrist, but his dark and deep eyes were staring at Wan Hai opposite him.
Wan Hai did not take the advantage at this moment and took it lightly. He was facing Lin Tianwang's son, a young man who was good at creating miracles. Even if he was at a disadvantage at the moment, who could guarantee that he would not have a chance to come back?
Wan Hai wants to kill Lin Ze today.
You can let go of any vanity and pride. As long as you can kill Lin Ze, everything can be earned back.
buzzing,
The blade made a slight sound in the air. Wan Hai raised his breath suddenly and stabbed Lin Ze in the chest again.
This battle was the one in which Wan Hai showed his best performance except for the battle with Lin Tianwang. In this battle, he could not lose, was not allowed to lose, and could not lose.
Like a phantom, Wan Hai fully reveals the demeanor of the older generation of strong men, which really makes people yearn for, dazzle and bewilder.
Whoosh,
As the blade approached, Lin Ze also raised the handleless knife and struck at Wan Hai,
In this confrontation, both sides engaged in a somewhat sweet fight. Wan Hai tried to reduce his physical energy consumption as much as possible. He clearly knew that Lin Ze definitely had an advantage over him in terms of physical fitness. He could face the shortcomings of his age calmly, and He won't force himself to support, and for Lin Ze, although entangled in a flattering way does not suit his style, he is not a fool. His opponent is Wan Hai, who is the most powerful old man in China besides his own old man. For a generation of strong men to act ruthlessly even though they know the disparity between us and the enemy, it is simply a suicidal act. They cannot even retain the image of a hero at all.
Ding ding ding,
The blades collided fiercely, and the two figures intertwined one after another, creating two agile and fast figures in the bright living room, which was extremely strange.
Wan Hai is an experienced and powerful man.
Lin Ze is a perverted strong man among the younger generation who becomes more and more courageous with every setback.
The old man and the young man can be said to be the top leaders of the two generations, and their battle can truly reveal the strength and weakness of the two generations.
Puchi,
Lin Ze stabbed Wan Hai in the arm, and his lower abdomen was also cut by Wan Hai.
Deng Deng
Both parties involuntarily took a few steps back,
This time, it was the first time Lin Ze injured Wan Hai tonight. Frankly speaking, there was a hint of excitement deep in his heart.
Wan Hai, on the other hand, stared deeply at Lin Ze, as if he wanted to stare at his whole body and refused to let go of an inch.
"Huh," Lin Ze, who had several obvious scars, took a deep breath of cold air, raised the blade in his hand suddenly, and shouted, "Come on."
Whoosh,
Another figure rushed up, Lin Ze raised his arm and slashed down, trying to seize a certain advantage.
His power is huge, and his explosive power is no worse than Wan Hai. Especially at the expense of rapidly consuming physical energy, his attacks are full of aggression and lethality. In this regard, even the older generation of god-level powerful Zhe Wanhai also has to admit,
So Lin Ze attacked quickly and fiercely, and he put up the tightest defense, not giving Lin Ze the slightest chance.
ding ding,
keng,
Whoosh whoosh whoosh,
Countless violent attacks, countless sharp cold rays streaked through the air. Lin Ze's figure had slowed down significantly, but he still failed to hit Wan Hai once. On the contrary, Wan Hai's calm and indifferent eyes But gradually it became more and more brilliant,
It seemed that he realized that Lin Ze's physical fitness was declining rapidly.
It seemed that he felt the best time to counterattack,
No, there is no counterattack.
He was not at a disadvantage at all. He had been trying his best to maintain his advantage. Even when Lin Ze was attacking him crazily, he was not at a disadvantage at all. On the contrary, any master could see that Lin Ze was thinking desperately. He hurt himself, but he didn't give Lin Ze a chance at all.
Just like a little boy crazily beating a strong man who is a head taller than him, even if the strong man does not fight back once, anyone with a discerning eye can see that he is not at a disadvantage, but waiting for the child to lose strength.
Now, Lin Ze's physical energy seems to be exhausted.
Now that he's hypocritical, it's Wan Hai's show time,
Wan Hai is not in a hurry,
He fully believed that his overall strength was not comparable to that of Lin Ze, so no matter how Lin Ze attacked, he remained as calm as a mountain, waiting for Lin Ze to die down.
If you want to win, you have to be sure of winning.
It doesn’t need to be so beautiful and unrestrained, nor does it need to be so heroic and tragic,
Just win, what’s the importance of the process?
Wan Haihui doesn't know this principle that even primary school students are familiar with: success is king and defeat is defeating bandits.
He was waiting, waiting for Lin Ze to be weak, waiting for the best opportunity,
bite,
After Lin Ze made a fierce attack, he unexpectedly stepped back.
Wan Hai's heart skipped a beat and he wanted to take the opportunity to attack, but he forcibly resisted the urge and just stood there indifferently, staring at Lin Ze sternly.
"Old guy, you are so cunning." Lin Ze exhaled a long breath and stared at Wan Hai indifferently, "You are too cowardly if you want me to drain all my physical energy."
"You are still young." Wan Hai shook his head indifferently, "You don't understand."
"I don't understand." Lin Ze smiled disdainfully, "Aren't you just afraid of death? Do you want to be 100% sure that you can kill me?"
Wan Hai narrowed his eyes slightly, still shook his head lightly, and said: "No matter what, I will kill you tonight."
"same."
Lin Ze shouted loudly and dived towards Wan Hai again,
This time, he burst out with even more amazing power, weirder speed, and more terrifying murderous intent.
The handleless knife was like the most vicious snake, biting towards Wan Hai crazily. Wan Hai was still impregnable and did not give Lin Ze any chance to hit him.
The more I fight,
Wan Hai becomes more confident,
The more lasting,
The more confident Wan Hai is in killing Lin Ze, the more likely he is to kill Lin Ze.
The more he fights, the brighter Wan Hai’s eyes become.
His physical fitness is excellent, better than many young people. Even if there is a slight gap between him and Lin Ze, after exhaustion, he is far above Lin Ze.
The more you have, the less you know how to cherish it. Isn’t this exactly what young people like Lin Ze are talking about?
Just as the younger you are, you always waste time unscrupulously, which is precious to everyone, but the older you are, the more you cherish and care about every day.
Wan Hai consumed his physical energy extremely stingily, which was in sharp contrast to Lin Ze.
As time went by, Lin Ze's speed slowed down again,
This time, just like last time, Lin Ze pulled back after a fierce attack.
This time, like last time, Wan Hai blocked Lin Ze's fierce attack and stood calmly on the spot.
This time, Lin Ze's expression changed,
Becoming a little strange, a little regretful, even, a little disappointed,
The changes in Lin Ze's expression were very subtle and fleeting. If you didn't distinguish carefully, you wouldn't have been able to see so many expressions flashing across his face in an instant.
But Wan Hai had made up his mind from the beginning, so how could he miss Lin Ze's expression full of information?
Did his forbearance make him wonder, make him regretful, let him down?
This is exactly what Wan Hai wants, and what Wan Hai has been waiting for.
He slowly raised the blade, stared at Lin Ze calmly, and said word by word: "Come on, young and strong man."
He still didn't plan to take the initiative to attack unless Lin Ze wanted to take the opportunity to recover his physical fitness.
But will he let Lin Ze rest?
impossible,
If Lin Ze really wants to rest, Wan Hai will give him the most violent attack. Even if Wan Hai knows that even if Lin Ze is given enough rest time, he will not be able to recover, but he still will not easily give Lin Ze time to rest.
really,
Lin Ze didn't take much rest. He just gasped a few times and then stabbed with the knife again.
A sneer appeared on Wan Hai's lips. As he wished, Lin Ze did not rest.
Wan Hai even knew that Lin Ze couldn't rest. He was already on the barbecue. Now he could only take the initiative to attack, and he could only attack crazily. Only in this way could he have the chance to stab himself or seriously injure himself. ,
rest,
With his current physical strength, how long can he last?
Is he sure he can resist his own attack? Is he sure he can resist his own offensive?
Wan Hai resisted lightly. The more he fought, the slower Lin Ze's speed became. Even the intensity of the attack was significantly reduced.
Wan Hai could see that Lin Ze could not deliberately seduce him at this moment. The weakness he showed was reasonable and expected.
If all of Lin Ze's performance at this moment was deliberately created, then Wan Hai could only say one thing: Lin Ze is already a strong master of breaking the mirror. He does not need to seduce him at all. He can completely defeat him with his terrifying fighting power.
Since it was not a deliberate temptation, there was only one answer. At this moment, Lin Ze was indeed exhausted.
Has this young and peerless strongman finally given out?
Is this Lin Tianwang's only son finally no longer full of huge aggression?
Has this strong man who caused Wan Hai the most headaches among the younger generation finally started to show signs of weakness?
Wan Hai felt a little happy, but his strong heart kept him calm enough.
He is waiting,
He is still waiting,
Waiting for the best opportunity, waiting for the best chance to counterattack,
As soon as he counterattacked, he would knock Lin Ze down.
As soon as he counterattacked, Lin Ze would not have the chance to get up.
He could kill Lin Ze as soon as he counterattacked.
He wants,, he wants to wait,
Whoosh whoosh whoosh,
Lin Ze struck out several swords like lightning, but Wan Hai parried them down accurately. The power coming from the blade was not difficult to distinguish. Lin Ze's power had reached a certain level. Even the explosive power that Wan Hai was quite afraid of could not be detected. It's been going down in a straight line, and it's no longer as cautious as it was before.
bite,
After a fierce attack, Lin Ze repeated his old trick and stepped back again.
Only this time, his retreat speed was obviously slower, too slow, too slow, too slow, too slow, too artificial,
He retreated, but Wan Hai still did not take the initiative to attack. He just stared at Lin Ze carefully, at Lin Ze's facial expressions, and at every detail of his body.
Just now, was he waiting for him to fight back?
Just now, was he planning to wait for him to fight back before giving him a heavy blow?
In fact, Lin Ze is much less dangerous to Wan Hai at this moment. Even if Wan Hai followed Lin Ze's wishes just now, Lin Ze would not have much chance to cause harm to Wan Hai.
But Wan Hai was unwilling,
As long as he can win, Wan Hai doesn't care about the process.
But if he could make the process as beautiful as possible, he would still do it. What's more, any battle is full of uncertainties. Wan Hai is not an overly unrestrained and impulsive person. How could he know that Lin Ze had a backup plan? , and rushed forward forcefully,
He gave up this opportunity to hit Lin Ze hard,
But his opportunity has come,
He stared at Lin Ze indifferently, suddenly raised the blade in his hand, and said to Lin Ze, who was slightly stooped, "Why don't you come yet?"
Lin Ze stared at Wan Hai with complex eyes, murmuring slightly at the corners of his lips, and said nothing.
"I won't come." Wan Hai shouted loudly, "Then I will come."
Here he comes,
It was like a ghost shooting towards Lin Ze, waving the dark saber in his hand and stabbing Lin Ze in the chest.
How should Lin Ze, whose physical fitness was declining rapidly, resist this blow?
Wan Hai tried to analyze it from Lin Ze's perspective, but the answer he came up with was, a dead end.
However, Wan Hai is not Lin Ze after all. If he thinks it is a dead end, is it really a dead end?
When Wan Hai swooped in, Lin Ze's eyes, which were slightly confused due to excessive physical exertion, finally glowed with a bright color, a strange bright color.
Whoosh,
The saber stabbed at Lin Ze's chest like a laser,
If one hit, Lin Ze would be killed on the spot.
So, should he hide or hold up his knife to block?
Do you choose one of the two?
Lin Ze didn't choose, he chose the third way,
When his cloudy eyes suddenly lit up, he raised his left hand boldly and resolutely,
Puchi,
When Wan Hai's saber stabbed at his heart, he stretched out his left hand and grabbed the saber fiercely.
But how could he easily grasp that sharp saber?
The saber penetrated his palm, reaching the handle, and the back of his hand penetrated most of the blade, which looked particularly ferocious and terrifying.
snap,
When the saber penetrated Lin Ze's already scarred palm, the five fingers of his rough left hand that gave people a strong sense of security grasped the handle of the knife tightly.
"hey-hey…"
Wan Hai frowned, but Lin Ze laughed strangely, with a madman-like sneer flashing across his face.
Whoosh,
He raised his right hand, raised the blade of his right hand,
Puchi,
In desperation, Wan Hai suddenly raised his breath and pulled out the saber that was tightly held by Lin Ze. Blood seeped out from Lin Ze's palm, but Wan Hai ignored it and raised the blade in his hand.
However, no matter how fast he was, how could he follow Lin Zebi, who had been waiting for this moment from the beginning?
Lin Ze thought of every detail, including the pain of his palm being penetrated, so at this moment, he could bear the huge pain and calmly stab out the handleless knife in his right hand.
Puchi,
The blade of the knife penetrated Wan Hai's chest. Wan Hai, who had no time to block, was in pain and suddenly raised the knife and slashed at Lin Ze's right arm, trying to stop Lin Ze from continuing to go deeper.
Wow,
Bang,
Two groups of blood flowers bloomed from Lin Ze's wrist and Wan Hai's chest respectively, which were alluring and eye-catching.
bang bang,
One person kicked each other, and both sides kicked each other's chest, staggering back.
bang bang,
It wasn't until my back was against the wall that there was a violent impact and I stood firm.
Blood gushed out from Wan Hai's chest. He hurriedly pulled off the material of his clothes, then pressed the wound with his left hand.
The wound was not particularly deep, but it was large and painful.
His face quickly turned pale, and his body swayed slightly.
Lin Ze, on the other hand, was trembling all over, and his sickly white face was even more distorted.
It was tortured by pain,
First, his left hand was penetrated, and then his right hand was slashed with a knife. Lin Ze could even hear the sound of bones being severed.
The pain from scraping the bones is excruciating, not to mention the bones in my hand being chopped off.
Even if Lin Ze's pain nerves were paralyzed again, the pain was so painful that huge beads of sweat broke out all over his body.
His body was shaking violently, but a perverted smile couldn't help but appear on his face.
Yes, he is laughing, pervertedly,
His hands dropped weakly, and all ten fingers were covered with blood, which fell to the ground drop by drop, making a slight slapping sound.
"hey-hey,."
Lin Zewei laughed out loud, slowly raised his head, and a coquettish smile burst out on his face covered with cold sweat. He stared at Wan Hai, who was covering his chest with one hand to stop the bleeding and said: "Now, are you still sure to kill me? .”
