Xiang Ding was already sure of victory in today's game, but after all his tricks, he failed to count the squid.
Zhu Yu killed Ma Yaozi with one sword, making all his wishful thinking come to nothing. The situation took a turn for the worse, with no way to advance or retreat.
Judging from Zhu Yu's fighting prowess, it was obvious that he was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. In the previous battle, he didn't use all his strength at all. It was rare that this kid pretended to be so realistic. The depth of the city made Xiang Ding feel terrified.
If we had to fight again, who among the first-level right-wing generals could defeat him?
If he just left in despair without a fight, Zhu Yu, the little bastard, was unreasonable and would not let others go. His foul mouth repeatedly challenged the majesty of his eldest son.
Xiang Dinggui was the right general and commanded almost half of the Fierce Tiger Army. He just led his troops away in a hurry. Where did he put his face?
Xiang Ding naturally doesn't know the secret of the squid. If he knew that there was a kind of pure butterfly in the world, he probably wouldn't be so aggressive today.
It's too late now, today is destined to end in tragedy for him.
"Your Majesty, we invite you to fight!"
Several generals wearing heavy armor bowed down together. One of them had red eyes, eyes filled with tears, and a murderous look.
This man's name was Zhou Li, and he and Ma Yaozi were iron brothers. When Ma Yaozi was killed, his liver and gallbladder were split apart, and he wanted to kill Zhu Yu and then die.
While he prostrated, he sent a message to Xiang Ding: "Your Majesty, it was just an accident. This kid Zhu Yu is clearly only at the early stage of Wanshou. There is absolutely no way he can be Ma Yaozi's opponent. Maybe he used some shady secret method.
Only then did General Ma say.
Looking at him like this, it is very likely that he is just trying to make a fool of himself. If we just back down, wouldn’t we make the whole world laugh?"
Xiang Ding's expression suddenly changed, and there was a look of suspicion on his face. Zhou Li's words were exactly what he thought. There was no reason for there to be such a big gap between a person's cultivation level.
He really didn't believe that Zhu Yu could retain his strength between life and death. Maybe it was just an empty city plan?
When he thought of this, he said in a deep voice: "Zhou Li, go up!"
Zhou Li accepted the order with great enthusiasm and jumped into the fighting arena. He couldn't help but draw his flying sword and shouted angrily: "Little Zhuyu, accept your fate! Today I want you to experience Grandpa's "Spirit Turtle Sword Technique"."
His flying sword is thick and simple. The sword light is swaying, but it is as gorgeous as fireworks.
"Ling Turtle Sword Technique" is originally a simple and heavy method, but Zhou Li's sword technique is extremely beautiful, which can be said to be uncharacteristic.
But don't think that this is a mistake in his training. In fact, his brilliant methods are just tricks of confusion. In his bones, he still uses the essence of "Spirit Turtle Sword Technique".
Zhou Li has a profound understanding of the mysteries of virtuality and reality. He has mastered the art of swordsmanship, but the moves he uses seem to be flashy. If you underestimate him because of this, you will often suffer big losses.
When Zhu Yu faced Zhou Li's sword light, he remained motionless and just sneered proudly.
At the moment when the opponent's sword light enveloped his whole body and the sharp sword light was about to explode, he struck out again.
The cold and solemn aura of "Lonely Killing" filled the air, but three sword lights flashed out from the dark sword. This was the "Three Lives of All Things" in one of the "True Sword Art".
Because Zhu Yu has been in the secret realm of the heart of the innocent, his sword skills are extremely slow. After practicing a set of "True Sword Skills", he still cannot use all the moves.
Only this move, "Three Generations of All Things", he had practiced the most and was the most proficient, so with just one move, he completely destroyed Zhou Li's sword technique.
Originally Zhuyu could kill this person in one move.
But then he thought about it, the Pure Butterfly was so rare, and after practicing hard for more than half a year, he got one by chance today, which was originally supposed to be used to practice and improve his cultivation.
Today, I have no choice but to inspire this butterfly to deal with Xiang Ding. It seems that the gain outweighs the loss.
In this case, why don't you practice the other moves of "True Sword Art" while fighting with the opponent?
Xiang Ding is a cunning man. Zhu Yu's sword kill of Ma Yaozi has already made him retreat. If Zhou Li is killed with another sword now, he will definitely have no intention of fighting anymore.
Zhu Yu also wants to kill a few more good soldiers from the right army, so it is estimated that the plan will be difficult to realize.
So this is just right, there is a ready-made guy to practice swordsmanship with, why not?
Upon thinking of this, Zhu Yu no longer hesitated. All the sword moves in "True Sword Art" were already in his mind, but he had never mastered them. After forcing Zhou Li's first move away, Zhu Yu
Then he performed the following moves one by one.
He has practiced some sword moves tens of thousands of times. The previous host's qualifications were too "dull" and he was unable to display the essence of the sword moves.
But now it has become extremely easy for him to perform these moves. However, after all, there are still some moves that he is very unfamiliar with, and he has to learn and use them now.
When the onlookers saw this battle, they were all extremely weird.
Seeing Zhu Yu draw his sword slowly, it seems that he is not familiar with the sword moves. It seems that he has only learned 10% or 20% of a set of sword techniques, and it seems extremely difficult to perform them from beginning to end.
However, Zhou Li struggled to gain the upper hand when faced with such sword moves. Every time he pushed Zhu Yu into a desperate situation, Zhu Yu would instantly resolve the crisis with the move "Three Lives of All Things", but the next moment his sword moves would become jerky again.
Even with this style of fighting, the two fought for seventy or eighty moves, but they were still evenly matched.
Strangely enough, Zhu Yu's sword moves, which were jerky at first, gradually became smoother. Some sword moves were awkward the first time they were executed, but they looked vaguely familiar the next time they were executed.
There are a total of eighteen moves in the "True Sword Art". Zhu Yu practiced it four times from beginning to end. After completing these four times, Zhu Yu felt that his "True Sword Art" had reached at least 30 to 40%. He was overjoyed. For a moment
He even devoted himself to practicing swordsmanship.
Facing Zhou Li's fierce killing moves, Zhu Yu often broke them casually. It was basically a matter of practicing swordsmanship and fighting the enemy.
These jerky sword moves would definitely not work against a strong enemy, but Zhu Yu faced Zhou Li, a monk at the peak of his longevity who was many times stronger than him.
Therefore, opponents like Zhou Li are just right for him to exploit. If he is stronger, he will have a hard time. If he is weak, he will have no pressure and his progress will definitely not be so fast.
It's been a long time since he felt such rapid progress. Zhu Yu practiced the sword moves of "True Sword Art" eagerly, and gradually forgot about things and myself.
One hundred moves have passed, and there is no winner.
Two hundred moves passed, and there was still no winner.
Three hundred moves passed, and there was still no winner. At this time, Zhu Yu had already practiced the "True Sword Art" to the 50% level.
Using the 50% level "True Sword Jue" against Zhou Li, Zhou Li couldn't bear it anymore, and Zhu Yu felt less and less pressure from his opponent.
Continuing to practice like this is no different from practicing in seclusion alone. Zhuyu woke up from the thirsty practice, turned his spiritual power, and struck out with a sword.
The sword flashed and penetrated the defensive sword array built by Zhou Li. The sword pierced Zhou Li's left chest and the red fish sword was withdrawn.
Zhou Li fell straight down, a sword pierced his heart, and he died before he even had time to scream.
His death was not as miserable as that of Ma Yaozi. Zhuyu thought that he would be his sparring partner for three hundred moves, so he could be considered as leaving his body intact.
Zhou Li died! The Golden Guard camp cheered again.
This time the victory was even more "hard-won" than before. The two sides had been fighting inextricably. Zhuyu was even in danger at the beginning, but in the end he killed the enemy with a cold sword and "lucky". The process was really thrilling.
A hard-won victory is even more precious, and naturally more worthy of celebration and cheers.
If they had known that Zhu Yu was just practicing swordplay, they would all have fainted.
Zhou Li's body was carried into the right army. Xiang Ding stared at Zhuyu and shouted angrily: "Little Zhuyu, you dare to kill, you... you are disobeying military orders."
Zhu Yu pretended to be out of breath, and his forehead was covered with sweat. He walked a few steps in the air and said coldly: "As the saying goes, swords have no eyes. On the thin line between life and death, either he will kill me or I will."
I'll kill him, there's so much fucking nonsense.
If you have the guts, let someone kill me too."
Xiang Ding did not move his eyes away from Zhu Yu. He could clearly see that Zhu Yu had "tried his best" just now. From this, it seemed that he must have taken some strange elixir that could improve his cultivation level in a short period of time.
Zhou Li died, but this boy should have reached the end of his strength. If Zhou Li died, it would be worth it in exchange for this boy's life.
Immediately, he no longer hesitated and said solemnly: "Where is Shan Gang?"
"The end is here!"
"You go out to fight! If you don't win, come and see me shaved."
The man named Shan Gang kowtowed and jumped into the fighting arena.
Shan Gang's cultivation level was more powerful than Zhou Li's. He was about to be promoted to general, but the military talisman from the Bingma Division hadn't arrived yet. Xiang Ding was eager to kill Zhu Yu, so he safely let Shan Gang take the field.
The fight between Shan Gang and Zhuyu was exactly the same as the previous one.
Both of them had twenty moves, so Zhu Yu's situation was in a precarious position. He was almost killed by Shan Gang several times with a sword, which made everyone in the Golden Guard fearful and all of them turned pale.
Fortunately, after twenty moves, Zhuyu stabilized his position. Although he was at a disadvantage, his defense was tight, which was much better than before.
In this way, the two fought for eighty moves, and the situation miraculously became evenly matched.
One hundred and fifty moves later, Zhu Yu faintly gained the upper hand.
Judging from Zhu Yu's appearance, his face was pale, big beads of sweat were dripping from his forehead, and his steps were sluggish, which seemed to be a sign that his spiritual power was about to be exhausted.
But no matter how fierce Shan Gang's offensive was, Zhu Yu could always firmly gain the upper hand.
With two hundred moves, Zhu Yu's inexplicable cold sword pierced Shan Gang's defense strangely, pierced his defensive shield, and pierced his heart with one sword.
After killing Shan Gang with one sword, Zhu Yu himself fell to the ground exhausted, panting and exhausted.
When Xiang Ding saw that Dan Gang was dead, he was so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven. He wanted to question Zhuyu, but when he saw Zhuyu slumped on the ground like a ball of mud, even if he opened his mouth to question, would it have any effect?
He gritted his teeth and shouted: "Sun Tianfang, come up!" (To be continued...)