"This is a lack of strategy. You should hide in the dark and find an opportunity to ambush him while he is killing people in the convoy!"
"I know."
"Actually, it's still too late to escape now..."
"I know." Wu Jie smiled and said to Jasmine, "But I think now is the time to work harder."
With that said, he had already arrived beside Shen Yi and others.
"Master Shen, how are your injuries?"
"Although the external injury is not serious, the internal energy is forced to flow backwards by the innate sword energy, blocking the meridians." Shen Yi said with a wry smile, "In three to five days, I probably won't be able to fight anyone."
"It's just that it's easy to handle." Wu Jie didn't feel nervous at all. He put down the medicine box, raised his left hand and pressed it on Shen Yi's heart.
"It might hurt a little, I'm sorry."
Before he finished speaking, a golden-red fire appeared on his body that was very conspicuous even in the daytime.
Pure Yang True Fire!
Wu Jie's Pure Yang True Fire is condensed and transformed from a large amount of high-grade or even elixir-level ginseng essence. In terms of purity, it even exceeds the innate true energy of ordinary martial arts masters. In the entire Dongchu Kingdom, there are probably only A few figures such as Senior Ji and other immortals on land can possess such pure Qi. In front of it, neither Shen Yi's own internal strength nor the few sword Qi of Wei Shu remaining in his meridians are worth mentioning.
A large amount of pure yang true fire was directly injected into Shen Yi's heart, and then starting from here, along the meridian pulse, it broke through one orifice after another. This process was extremely painful. It was like piercing through each orifice with a knife. It's like they're forcing it through.
Shen Yi screamed in pain, the scream was so shrill that it made people tremble to hear it.
Wei Shu smiled coldly, his smile full of disdain.
"It's probably something similar to the technique of transferring skills? Does that kid think that by transferring his skills to Shen Yi, he can help him break through the limits and enter the innate martial arts? It's such a beautiful idea! How can transferring skills be so simple!"
The elders of many sects will pass on their skills to qualified disciples in the sect when their life span is about to end, in order to help the disciples break through and continue to maintain the prosperity of the sect. However, the requirements for this kind of transfer of skills are very demanding, not only The exercises of both parties must be consistent, and even the types of meridians must be similar, otherwise the efficiency of transferring the exercises will be very low.
How low is it? It's so low that if you pass on about thirty years of skill, it can only be converted into three to five years of skill.
How deep does this doctor have at a young age? Even if he dies trying to spread his skills and passes all his skills to Shen Yi, due to the gap between their skills and meridians, Shen Yi will be able to gain very little.
"The most it can do is allow him to temporarily regain his combat effectiveness. It just allows me to swing my sword again."
Wei Shu confidently walked back to the corner, sat on a soft chair to rest, took the hot tea from the hand of the maid kneeling next to him, and took a sip, elegantly and leisurely.
But he soon could no longer maintain this grace.
Shen Yi's screams gradually became clearer, his energy gradually became stronger, and soon he no longer seemed to be hurt at all.
Not only that, his screams also echoed with the sound of gold and iron, like the sound of swords, which made people secretly feel heartbroken.
"How is that possible!" Wei Shu was shocked. He knew exactly how serious Shen's injuries were. Normally, his junior brother should still be unable to stand up, but from the sound of this voice, he was afraid that not only would his injuries be fully healed, but he would also be unable to stand up. My skills have made great progress.
"Could it be that that boy gave him some magical medicine?"
He remembered that the doctor did come to Shen Yi with the medicine box.
Could it be said that a mere wandering doctor actually has a magical elixir that can rapidly increase his power?
Wei Shu's eyes were a little uneasy, but he still remained calm.
No matter how much Shen Yi's skill increases, as long as he doesn't break through the innate martial arts, he is no match for him!
However, Wei Shu's expression quickly changed from surprise to panic.
Shen Yi's screams gradually disappeared and turned into a long and passionate roar.
And...he kept roaring.
An acquired master, no matter how profound his skills are, can never escape the limitations of his body. He still has to breathe when he roars, so he cannot roar for a long time.
But Shen Yi kept shouting.
His whistle continued to spread, echoing the mountain wind, so the mountain wind suddenly strengthened, and as his whistle blew higher and higher, it blew up into the sky, blowing away a large area of dark clouds above his head, revealing a piece of blue sky .
A roaring storm!
As long as they have been around in the martial arts world, as long as they are not so poorly informed, no one will not know what this means.
Because this kind of scene has happened many times in the world, and every time it shakes the whole world, because the situation that can lead to such a scene only happens once in a person's life.
Break through the innate world and enter the Tao with martial arts!
Wei Shu could no longer calm down, threw away the tea cup in his hand, pulled out his sword, and rushed towards the place where the sound came from.
He couldn't wait for Shen Yi to break through to the innate realm leisurely, he wanted to kill that guy now!
An angry roar cut through Qingyue's howl, and then, the sound of swords clashing sounded again.
"I often wonder, what exactly is luck? Is a person's life always determined by luck?" With Wu Jie's eyes watching Shen Yi and Wei Shu fighting fiercely again, Du Ruo sighed quietly, "Success and failure, life is harmonious. In death, the most important thing is not whether you work hard, but how lucky you are."
"For example, for the brothers Shen Yi and Wei Shu, if you, the fourth brother, were not in this team, the outcome would obviously be different. Shen Yi would not be able to break through the innateness all at once. The result would be that the entire team would be destroyed by Wei Shu and him. His men killed them all.”
"But things in the world may not all be as simple as 'luck'." Wu Jie shook his head in his heart and asked, "Why was Shen Yi able to grow from a not-so-excellent disciple of the Nanhua Sword Sect to what he is today in just ten years? The situation? If he hadn't harbored deep hatred and shouldered the responsibility of the entire sect, he wouldn't have practiced so hard, nor would he have been fighting everywhere, so that he caught up with Wei Shu and stood on the same starting line with him again. .”
"Moreover, if Wei Shu hadn't blocked the disaster relief and wanted to kill everyone in the convoy, why should I help Shen Yi break through? It's not so comfortable when the acupuncture points are burned by the pure Yang fire!"
"Actually, you can see further." Jasmine said with a smile, "If Wei Shu himself wasn't short-sighted, not all the elders of the Nanhua Sword Sect back then might be able to break through to the innate realm. Only one person in a sect can After entering the Tao, other people standing on the threshold of entering the Tao can get his guidance, and the difficulty of breaking through the innate will be greatly reduced. This is the meaning of the existence of the sect."
"You mean... if he hadn't killed three elders back then, with their hard work and qualifications, maybe they would have broken through to the innate realm now?" Du Ruo was a little surprised, but after thinking about it, he found that it was indeed the case. That's what happened.
"In short, the cause of the past is the effect of today. That's all I can do to help Shen Yi. The rest can only depend on his own accumulation and determination."
Seeing Shen Yi and Wei Shu each unfolding their swords and fighting to the death between the cliffs of the valley, Wu Jie, who was sitting on the ground leaning on the carriage and pretending to be exhausted, sighed softly and said nothing more, but secretly cheered for Shen Yi from the bottom of his heart.
"Master Shen! Use all your accumulation and preparations over the past ten years now! Don't ever lose to someone like Wei Shu!"
Shen Yi couldn't hear Wu Jie's heart cheering, and even if he heard it, he wouldn't have time to pay attention. Now he is fully focused on the battle, and there is no room for distraction.
Although he relied on Wu Jie's help to break through the long-standing bottleneck, he had only just broken through to the innate realm. He was not yet proficient in mastering this realm and using the vitality of heaven and earth. Wei Shu was one step ahead of him. I have basically become familiar with this realm. The "power" of both sides may be similar, but there is still some gap in the means of using "power".
Therefore, he must completely concentrate his energy without being distracted at all, and rely on more concentration to give full play to his attainments in the Nanhua Water Sword to make up for the lack of use of the power of the innate realm.
Otherwise, he would never have been able to defeat Wei Shu.
In the valley, two figures, red and white, criss-crossed between the mountains and cliffs like meteors. Every time the sword energy intersected, it would stir up a gust of wind. These strange winds could break the grass and trees as they passed by, and they would pass over the towering trees. It will also cut off many branches. Even if it flies hundreds of feet, when it blows into a person's face, it will still hurt the face - this is the remnant of the sword energy, this is the power of an innate master!
Just imagine, if these two people are not restraining each other, but use their sword energy unscrupulously, how powerful it will be?
Even if there are thousands of troops, they can't stop them even half a step.
The spectators on both sides watched the battle with fascination. Although they knew that no matter which side won, the outcome for the other side would be miserable. However, as warriors, what they dreamed of was a higher martial arts realm. The confrontation between innate masters has always been the best in ancient and modern times. It has happened many times, but most of the innate masters will fight in inaccessible places, and they can often tell each other's superiority after a little trial, and rarely fight to the death. All mortals know is "a certain year, month, day, There is news like a duel between a certain master and a certain master, no winner or loser." Two extremely powerful men are fighting to the death in front of everyone. Such a scene has not happened in the past two hundred years.
"Being able to witness such a battle, a certain family's life has not been in vain!" Guan Xiong stood with his sword and sighed, "Even if I die now, I will be satisfied!"
Wu Jie turned around and saw that most of the people present had expressions of "they feel sorry for me".
"How come these people have become martial arts idiots?"
"I can only say that you, fourth brother, lack the spirit of a warrior. In fact, I think the same thing - I feel very happy to be able to witness such a decisive battle between masters after I die!"
Even the foodie Du Ruo said this, Wu Jie suddenly felt that he was absolutely right in refusing to take the path of martial arts!
Practicing martial arts too obsessively will harm your IQ!
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