Because at the moment when he opened his mouth, Wei instinctively looked forward, but suddenly found that the figure originally standing in his field of vision had long since disappeared.
Where are the people!
His eyes suddenly moved up, and when a piece of rubble rising at the same time distracted his sight, Wei finally caught a familiar figure.
Lu Ze put his hands behind his back...
Leap high into the air.
This time, he jumped vertically for ten meters. Lu Ze looked at each other calmly, detachedly.
There was obviously still enough energy left in this jump, and Wei was able to tell in an instant that Lu Ze could reach an altitude of twenty meters.
But, what's the use of just jumping up like this?
Even if you jump to the extreme, it is nothing more than finally reaching the same height.
However, Wei is not limited to being fixed at a distance.
In the realm of strong winds, one can step on the air like a stone and control all things with the air.
This kind of super mobility is the root cause of the difference between the 9th realm and the 8th realm.
Give full play to the characteristics of the realm of the king of war, and then integrate Lu Ze's sense of flowing clouds and flowing water into the world with a single stroke of sword into what he has learned.
"Listening to your words is better than practicing for three years."
"How about you watch my sword strike?"
Wei's eyes were neither happy nor sad at this moment.
The famous sword Masamune is held horizontally in the right hand, with the blade pointing to the right and rotating counterclockwise in an instant.
In an instant, layers of knife shadows appeared, and Wei's figure suddenly turned into nothingness, spreading from its original place into the distance.
Every time you step back one meter, you will see a figure holding a knife that freezes and disappears.
Taking ten steps back is exactly ten meters back.
The horizontal distance between the two people was lengthened to a full twenty meters.
In other words, even if Lu Ze ascends to the same plane, his final leap will be in vain because he cannot move forward again.
Never take off easily before you can get into the air!
Before you step into the Nine Realms, you never know how high the sky is and how big the world is.
This is the most precious experience gained by countless Eight Realm warriors through countless bloody battles.
In Wei's view, Lu Ze's move was a bit rash.
In a true duel between masters, there is no room for carelessness.
Red Demon Zhengzong turned a full 180 degrees, and the blade finally landed on the right left. Then he stepped forward with Wei, his body bent forward, his head lowered, and the blade was tucked under his left rib.
Hidden Sword Technique.
Also known as the momentum knife.
Relying on this charging posture with the beauty of power and speed, the blade will be drawn out in the next moment with the most domineering and unparalleled posture.
The slender, white but calloused right hand gently twisted the handle of the sword.
In an instant, the reed hanging in the air was swallowed up by the rising red smoke.
"The third type of sword, Liuyun Shuiyue·Dream sword."
The dull voice fell, and Wei finally drew the knife.
The stacked afterimages made half of his body look a little blurry at this moment, as if a dozen paper figures were stacked together, with a certain beauty of order.
Wei only made a simple movement, that is, from the tip of the knife backward to upward and forward.
In Neon Kendo, this is a standard upward cut.
But the "up cut" at this moment is so different.
The trajectory of Masamune's swing of the famous sword and the afterimage of Wei's body had the same effect.
The layered mirror images of the blade also appeared and then disappeared, and merged into the blade that was still swinging in mid-air.
It's like ten cameras playing the same picture ten times at intervals of 0.1 seconds.
The famous sword Zhengzong, which draws out the red sword energy in the sky, is like a weapon broken out of the quagmire of time, clear but disconnected.
As the first half-moon blade qi slashed backwards, the remaining thirty-one sword qi that were connected in sequence all bloomed.
They are densely connected, one layer on top of the other, the space in front of them is cut randomly, and pours towards the front.
Directly ahead, Lu Ze is about to reach the highest point.
What rose with it was the concrete fragment half as tall as a man.
Lu Ze looked at the sword energy that filled the entire space and struck at this scene, which was enough to shock and thrill everyone to the point of numbness in their scalps, and there was no wave in his eyes.
He stretched out his right hand, palm facing inward, and raised his backhand.
boom!
The moment his four fingers hit the piece of concrete gravel, it turned into several fragments and flew straight forward, drawing out several streams of white mist.
Compared with the thirty-two crescent sword energy that closely intertwined, Lu Ze's backhand wave of several fragments seemed a bit too thin, although the speed and power were superior.
No matter how fast or strong...
Those fragments colliding with the Dream Blade Qi have only one result - turning into dust and falling.
Wei had noticed this from the beginning, so there was no wavering in his eyes.
As for Lu Ze, there was also no fluctuation in his eyes.
Looking calmly ahead, Lu Ze looked at the young man whose stern expression was somewhat similar to Nakamura Naoyi's, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
It was a reminder of everything he had faced.
Wei's pupils reflected the smile on Lu Ze's lips.
No hostility, no ridicule, just...
A touch of encouragement?
At this moment, Wei felt as if there was an illusion in front of his eyes.
He actually saw encouragement in the eyes of a boy ten years his junior?
At the moment when the sword energy is about to come, don't fight back, but smile like this.
So, who are you encouraging…
Me?
It was at the moment when Wei's thoughts just came to his mind.
The entire world with Lu Ze as the center fell silent for an instant.
The air solidifies.
The flame is still.
The sound stopped.
All the pictures are strangely frozen at this moment.
——Time stands still.
The ethereal and far-reaching great will came to the world suddenly without any warning.
In the invisible sea of consciousness, the golden pointer suddenly stopped.
Lu Ze's right hand hanging in mid-air grasped the last broken piece just right and pressed it gently.
The fragments frozen in mid-air were like floating boards on the water, suddenly pressing down.
Lu Ze had already turned over and stood upside down on the gravel with one hand.
In his eyes as calm as the sea, he reflected the thirty-two blades of sword energy frozen in the sky like abstract art, layered on top of each other, like a labyrinth of mechanisms, with an orderly beauty.
Folding lightly, Lu Ze's body was thrown forward.
Lu Ze's toes accurately landed on the second piece of gravel, and he held his back with one hand. In this still world where there was no audience, no applause, and even the light and shadow machine could not take pictures...
Bend your knees slightly, then kick hard.
The second piece of suspended rubble fell suddenly, and Lu Ze's figure shot out like a sharp arrow.
When he was about to hit the stationary sword energy in front of him, Lu Ze just turned his head slightly and passed by the sword energy with the meaning of annihilation. There was no wave in his eyes.
Third, fourth, fifth...
The gravel that Lu Ze had just hit with his backhand was like the black and white keys on a piano being pressed one after another, and they were settling one after another.
The sinking gravel was replaced by the tall figure that quickly broke through the distance of twenty meters in 0.6 seconds.
The last piece of gravel was crushed!
Lu Ze's figure jumped high, jumped lightly from the tip of the Red Demon Zongzong knife hanging in the air, and fell lightly.
In the sea of consciousness, the golden pointer carrying the most domineering principles in the world swayed gently.
It lasts less than half a second and passes in a blink of an eye.
The sword energy crisscrossed the sky and sank into the far wall.
A whole cloud of dust rose up.
However, Wei's heart felt cold.
Because, with his sword energy, nothing was hit, not even half a piece of clothing was cut off.
Lu Ze mysteriously disappeared in front of him.
There was no sign, no warning.
where is he?
No, wait!
Wei's pupils instantly shrank to a point.
His keen eyesight captured the fragments falling in mid-air at high speed.
Those fragments were perpendicular to the ground, falling at a speed almost as fast as a cannonball.
These falling trajectories were instantly replayed in my mind.
An incredible straight line finally emerged.
The end of that straight line...
It's yourself.
So, Lu Ze is in his place?
The moment this ridiculous idea just occurred to me.
A palm suddenly appeared on his right shoulder, and a voice as warm as water:
"This sword is not bad, it has the style of Master Nakamura."
Still with a hint of encouragement, the white and strong palm gently pressed down.
Wei turned around suddenly, and what he saw was the first side profile with sharp edges and corners, and an indifferent face.
Lu Ze also turned around and showed a polite smile, and then the surging star source power in the sea of consciousness finally poured out along his arm.
That is the power released by the star source cells that have been reinforced twice. It is a star source power comparable to 5,000 units. It is a power that completely exceeds the limit of the nine realms and is infinitely close to the ten realms...
Just put it on his right shoulder.
As soon as Wei opened his mouth, he felt as if the whole sky was suddenly pressing down with dark clouds, and with an unavoidable and unavoidable momentum, it hit his body heavily.
He was like a salted fish that had been slapped by a brown bear, dragging out several white mist-like waves and falling vertically at a speed almost as fast as a cannonball.
boom--
Boom boom boom!
Eleventh floor, tenth floor, nineth floor.
Three whole floors were trampled by him in an instant.
Lu Ming opened his eyes wide and looked at his brother, just like that, he pressed a war king and disappeared under the ground like a ground-piercing missile.
A shocking wave of dust exploded.
Lu Ming suddenly raised his arms to cover himself.
Amidst the large amount of smoke and dust, Lu Ming coughed violently, and then finally reacted, staggered forward with his firearm, and looked down through the huge hole.
"elder brother!"
The smoke and dust left just as quickly as they came, and the vision in front of me was vaguely clear.
It seems to be on the ninth floor... no, above the eighth floor!
Two figures remained.
Lu Ming blinked, and a huge sense of disobedience emerged in his heart with heart-pounding excitement.
What did he see?
He saw the War King Wei from the Neon Kingdom, his body embedded in the eighth floor, with only half of his body exposed.
He saw his brother squatting on the ground, patted him on the shoulder as if encouraging, and then stood up easily.
Is that tall and short combination really my brother and War King Wei?
[Let’s have a 50-50 fight with the King of War...after all, it’s still a bit tricky.]
The scene when I was drinking sea buckthorn yogurt in a milk tea shop, and my brother's familiar reply, came to mind with a huge sense of absurdity.
So, is this what you call a 50/50 split?
Lu Ming, who was good at mathematics, had his cheeks twitching.
Then, at a certain moment, Lu Ming's expression suddenly froze.
Because, he suddenly discovered that no matter how unrealistic or unbelievable what his brother said when he first heard it, in the end...
All have become a reality.
Just like how the world should be.
Lu Ze's expression of calmly drinking milk tea flashed through Lu Ming's mind.
The words that his brother said when he was being taken away by Lin Zhidao when he was being bullied at school, had been somewhat forgotten, but now they appear clearly again.
[Don’t you want to personally participate in the process of changing the world and personally experience the many beauties of this world? 】
Therefore, in the future, I will be able to personally experience the various beauties bestowed upon all things in this world. Can I also become one of the participants in changing the process of the world like you?
Yes, I can!
Lu Ming's thin body was half-kneeling on the ground, his lowered eyes were as bright as stars. The originally vague beliefs in his mind suddenly became clear. His understanding of the world and himself... was completely understood at this moment.
The star source power that was constantly sneaking in and finally dissipating around it suddenly seemed to find a cathartic point at this moment and began to gather crazily.
A soft sound like a spring silkworm breaking out of its cocoon appeared in his mind, and Lu Ming's body trembled slightly.
In his ears, he "heard" the sound of the original flow of the world, and "heard" countless whispers far and near, carrying the atmosphere of all things, as if they were reborn.
The thin boy raised his head slightly.
He felt the excitement of his own cells, and he felt a strange but kind surging power.
Lu Ming raised his head and looked at a grain of gravel that fell naturally in front of him. It was the dust that escaped from the broken floor.
He gently raised his right index finger.
【Please pause for me.】
gravel……
Weird hover.
The call in the heart materializes in reality.
Lu Ming sat on his knees in confusion, grinning, but tears silently fell from the corners of his eyes.
…
…
Lu Ze, who had just stood up, seemed to feel something and raised his head.
Between the floors where the sunlight escapes, dust is rising, but it cannot block those eyes that can see through the smoke and clouds of the world.
The phantom of the phoenix suddenly appeared, and Lu Ze "saw" it, the brilliance blooming in it like a prajna light.
The corners of Lu Ze's mouth curled up with a smile that came from his heart.
As far as the thought reaches, the source of stars is like an arm.
A Ming turned out to be the only one among all practitioners...a man of universal knowledge.
To put it in a bit of a bad light, in the future era when stars are densely populated, races are at odds, and stars are rising together, those who are above the ten realms will be able to manifest thousands of things with their thoughts.
The great magician.
In official terms, it is a humanoid self-propelled nuclear bomb launcher.
Therefore, Lu Ze smiled, and he smiled very happily.
A Ming finally opened the door on his own before he took action.
And, standing at a higher and further starting point.
As long as he does not perish on the way, then in the future era when stars rise together, Lu Ming's name will eventually be engraved in the sky.
He, this little butterfly, finally stirred up the first storm that started in the land of China in this life.
Lu Ze is very satisfied.
Therefore, even the reeds embedded in the ground become more pleasing to the eye.
He stretched out a hand and dropped it in front of Wei.
"Being in the world is a practice. I can let you see higher mountains and farther seas."
"Are you willing to fight alongside me?"
Wei looked up blankly.
The strong counter-shock force merged with his downward force and gathered in the chest and abdomen.
But at this moment, he didn't know why a wave of heat rose in his chest.