Chapter five hundred and seventeen: learning from each other
In the center of the training ground, Yunmo and Ying stood facing each other. Their robes were not moving in the wind, floating in the air. The two colors, one black and one white, formed a sharp contrast.
The expressions of the two people also changed. Yun Mo, who loved to smile, had a look of helplessness on his face, while Ying, who was originally frosty, had his mouth slightly raised. He seemed to be in a good mood, and he had taken the opportunity to bully Yun Mo.
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"Be merciful, Master Ying." Yun Mo moved his lips slightly and said to Ying in a voice that only the two of them could hear.
Ying glanced at Yun Mo and asked calmly: "Do you want to use a real sword?"
Ying knew that if Yun Mo didn't use the Yan Mo Sword, his strength would be reduced, which would not be fun.
"Forget it, if we use a real knife, this place might be gone." Yun Mo glanced around, he didn't want to demolish this place, otherwise Wendy would fall out with him.
"Yes." Ying nodded slightly and threw the practice sword in his hand to Yun Mo.
Yun Mo held the long sword, his eyes became serious, and a solemn air suddenly filled the air.
Ying looked at Yun Mo's changes, nodded with satisfaction, and said softly: "I said that I will teach you the way of swordsmanship, so now watch carefully!"
Before he finished speaking, Ying stepped forward, the long knife in his hand cut through the void, piercing Yunmo with a dazzling thunder light and a sound of breaking through the air, as fast as lightning.
Yun Mo's pupils shrank suddenly, and he stepped back, turning sideways to avoid Ying's sword slash. At the same time, he held the handle of the knife with his right hand and swept it towards Ying's side.
This is Yunmo's usual sideways slash, which can keep him in an undefeated situation even when facing strong enemies. It can be said to be very effective.
But Ying knew Yun Mo very well. When Yun Mo made his move, she reacted. With a twist of her wrist, the long knife in her hand instantly changed direction and slashed diagonally.
A crisp sound of "clang" came, and Yun Mo felt the huge impact from the blade. His arm went numb, and the knife in his hand almost came out.
"How is it? It feels good to be seen through, doesn't it?" Ying turned around beautifully and retreated, tiptoeing to the ground, and landed firmly opposite Yun Mo.
"It seems very satisfying to be seen through by you, but in this competition, you'd better let me do it." Yun Mo shook his sore arm, grinned, and said with a wry smile.
"You're still talking nonsense, but it seems you still have some energy left." Ying's eyes flashed with dazzling lightning, and his long knife pointed at Yun Mo.
Behind the shadow, there are dark clouds, lightning intertwined, and thunder rolling, as if divine punishment will come to the world at the next moment, and the majesty is inviolable.
"Spare me." Although Yun Mo said this, his eyes showed a strong fighting spirit. The shadow under this posture is also very beautiful. I like the goddess of thunder!
"That's not okay." Ying said coldly, staring at Yun Mo with cold eyes, and streaks of lightning converged on her long knife.
The lightning flashed, the blade was sharp, and the sword breathed out like an angry dragon that could roar out at any time.
Ying gripped the long sword tightly, slowly raised it, and took a step forward. The thunder came out with the rotation of the blade, and a sea of thunder poured down in front of Yun Mo's eyes, as if it was about to swallow Yun Mo.
This time, Yun Mo did not retreat. Instead, he grasped the handle of the knife and faced him forward. The blade trembled and made a whimpering sound.
The two collided together, the blades intersected, and the lightning shook and spread out in all directions like water ripples.
Yunmo and Ying were both Gods of Thunder, and their lightning resistance was quite high. This level of lightning damage was not enough to hurt them both, but the knights under the training ground were a little overwhelmed and retreated one after another.
Qin, who was standing off the field, did not retreat. The dazzling thunder light shone on her fair face, making her look extremely moving. Her eyes flashed with color, and she stared nervously at everything on the field.
Qin was a little shocked, not only because the scene was too horrifying, it didn't feel like a competition at all, but more like two gods fighting to the death, and the sky changed color.
Another reason why Qin was shocked was that the god named Shadow did not use his current power at all when he fought with her, but defeated her with just his martial arts.
Qin could also understand that Yun Mo said before the competition that using a real sword would destroy the place. The aftermath of the fight between the two could be compared to Keli's Yu Explosive Bomb. If he attacks with all his strength, the entire Mondstadt City may be affected.
Such a controllable "Keli" must be included in the group.
Compared to Qin's shock, the expression on Youla's face was much calmer. After all, she had witnessed the battle between Yunmo and Ying in Benlang Territory. Compared with that time, it was still a small scene.
She just hopes it will end soon, Youla is still thinking about Yun Mo's injury.
With a "click", a small crack appeared at the place where the light gathered. Then the crack became larger and larger until it completely shattered. The lightning dispersed and the field returned to clarity.
On the practice ground, a broken knife was stuck diagonally on the ground. The handle of the knife was still shaking slightly, as if it was still resisting the thunder and lightning from the outside world.