Before her rebirth, she would only appear in such a state when she encountered insurmountable difficulties. At this moment, she was like a cold fighting machine, filled with crazy fighting spirit and absolute rationality. Her brain cells were unprecedentedly active and running at high speed all the time.
is running.
Only at this time will her combat effectiveness be brought into full play and her highest combat status will be achieved.
A chilly aura spread silently with Su Yin as the center, and the surrounding temperature seemed to have suddenly dropped a lot. Her hair was flying, her sharp chin was slightly raised, and her cold eyes seemed to be looking down at everything like a queen.
In an instant, something seemed to break. The invisible and colorless mental pressure quietly disappeared. The gentleman's sword, which was as fast as thunder, fell in Su Yin's eyes. It seemed to become extremely slow. It moved forward inch by inch, and everything seemed to be moving forward.
So clear.
Her lips were frivolous, revealing a wild smile, and her hands slowly clasped together in front of her. The movement seemed slow, but it instantly surpassed the Gentleman's Sword.
The next moment, the lightning-cold sword light disappeared. Cautiously, the Junzi Sword stopped quietly in the air without moving, and in the middle of the sword body, there were two slender palms joined together.
Time and space seem to have stopped, the gentleman's sword has stopped, and people have stopped.
Su Yin clasped his hands together, holding the Gentleman's Sword. His face was as calm as water, and he had a sacred and solemn charm.
Xiling Ning, on the other hand, held the hilt of Junzi's sword in one hand and stood motionless on the spot, looking at Su Yin incredulously.
He had never seen anyone take his sword like this with just one hand.
Looking at that arrogant face and those faintly flashing bloody eyes, Xiling Ning felt in a trance, as if that person was not a human being, but a terrifying beast.
"You...what kind of martial arts is that?"
Xi Lingning looked pale and asked with some difficulty. It was definitely not an ordinary martial arts. How could he take over his sword technique by casually clasping his palms together? Moreover, it was the world-famous Gentleman's Sword.
Not to mention the invisible mental pressure of the Gentleman Sword, even the pure power of the sword cannot be clamped with one pair of hands. There must be something unusual about Su Yin's seemingly simple move.
"Great Merciful Palm! Donor, you are too murderous and far from the image of a humble gentleman."
Su Yin raised her lips, but said seriously, pretending to be an eminent monk without blushing.
The painful days when she practiced the Great Compassion Palm in her previous life were still fresh in Su Yin's memory. At that time, she had just become an agent of the national special organization and completed various tasks with excellent results. She was so energetic and young.
When you are frivolous.
Unexpectedly, she met an inexplicable old bald donkey. Some god kept saying that she was too murderous and her sins were too deep. He told her not to commit murder and do one good deed every day to offset her sins. He also planned to take her back to the temple to follow him.
Practice Buddhism and resolve her murderous aura.
How could she pay attention to that old bald donkey? She, Su Yin, ate meat, drank wine, killed people with swords, practiced some bullshit Buddhism, and simply regarded the old bald donkey as a psychopath.
But the old bald donkey was so tight that he caught her in a few moments and forcibly took her back to the deep mountains and forests. He forced her to do one good deed every day, such as helping to drive away rabbits.
Wild wolf, treating injured squirrels, telling stories to lonely wild dogs... even Lei Feng can't compete with her.