I haven't finished speaking yet... Fan Yixian was speechless.
Then, he looked at Bai Yang cautiously and asked, "Then I'm leaving?"
"Why do you still want me to treat you to dinner?" Bai Yang rolled his eyes.
Fan Yixian's mouth twitched, then he took a tentative step and looked at Bai Yang. Seeing that he didn't respond, he took another step and took another look...
"Get out of here," Bai Yang said angrily. The other party acted like this, making it seem like he had lied to him.
Whoosh, Bai Yang cursed an idiot, which made Fan Yixian feel relieved and quickly ran towards the crack.
You bitch, Bai Yang is speechless, can't you just talk properly?
Over there, Fan Yixian rushed towards the crack. His face immediately changed, his eyes were blurred, and he had an intoxicated smile on his face. He didn't know what he was thinking. In short, he just diverted his attention and ran towards the crack quickly.
As a result, those desperate guys in front watched Fan Yixian walk into the crack with such swagger!
"Poof" someone spurted blood on the spot. Damn it, why is the gap between people so huge?
"I don't believe it. Could it be that the sword's intention is not aimed at him?" someone yelled, with a look of unwillingness on his face.
However, he was relaxed and was targeted by the sword. Poof, his body split open and exploded.
With these two examples in front of them, others quickly calmed down, otherwise they would die.
Does it really work?
Bai Yang's eyes lit up, and he quickly understood some key points.
The so-called sword intention should be just a will left by the former Jianlin seniors. It has no substantive aggressiveness, but it can affect people's minds.
The more you care about it, the more pressure you will put on yourself, and you will eventually kill yourself.
This thing is not complicated. To put it bluntly, the crack is a guide. The so-called sword intention is just an inducement. It is like a kind of torture. Lock the person in an absolutely quiet place and cut the other person with a knife. The wound is not big, but
If you blindfold the other person and place a bottle of water next to it and keep it dripping, the person will eventually be frightened to death.
The reason is the same, these guys all put too much pressure on themselves because of the so-called sword intention, and finally killed themselves.
Sword intent is just a special wave that can affect people's minds. There is no substantial attack. As long as the willpower is strong enough, everything will be fine.
In other words, people with big hearts will not be affected, as long as you don't care.
To give another example, Sword Intent is, to put it bluntly, an illusory existence. Compare it to the so-called love. Does love hurt people? It doesn’t hurt people, but why are there so many people who are haggard and sad for love, and in the end...
suicide?
To put it bluntly, it is your own problem. People with a big heart can adjust quickly. If they turn the corner, they will only harm themselves.
The truth is this. Although it is not exact, the principle is the same.
Of course, if faced with a living Grand Master and crushed by the sword, few people would be able to withstand it, but there is no living Grand Master here, only a sword mark left behind.
Bai Yang understood with a silent snap of his fingers.
Without the people in front of him paying attention, Bai Yang quietly slipped away and disappeared from this world.
Isn't it just to divert attention? It's too simple. It depends on me.
An hour later, Bai Yang appeared in the hall again.
However, during this hour, maybe because martial arts inheritance was easier to find, a few more people came here. After they figured out the principle, they walked towards the crack and gritted their teeth to fight against the sword intent.
Bai Yang came back again, bringing a tablet computer and a pair of small speakers.
"Teacher Ozawa, I'll leave this issue of diverting attention to you. I think you won't let me down."
Muttering in his heart, Bai Yang turned on his tablet, then clicked on one of the videos and fast-forwarded to the key point.
"Uh-huh..."
Suddenly, a hand-to-hand battle was played on the tablet, and the sound echoed in the hall through the small speakers...
"I guess, I didn't notice this figure before, but it's pretty good. The mosaic of the dog's sun is hard to see clearly, but the harder it is to see clearly, the more I want to see it clearly..."
Bai Yang stared at the tablet with his eyes fixed on it, muttering in his mouth, and walked towards the crack in front of him step by step.
He watched Mr. Ozawa's action blockbuster without paying any attention to what was going on outside. He couldn't feel the so-called pressure of the sword at all. Even because his mind was on the blockbuster, he no longer had the cold feeling in the hall.
Well, it’s the same thing as a calm mind and a natural coolness...
He is fine, but others are.
A group of people who were struggling to resist the sword's intention suddenly heard the sound of um um ah ah, and their expressions immediately froze.
"puff……"
Someone's attention was distracted and he did not block the sword's intention, causing blood to spurt out.
"Ah! Who actually disturbed my mind?"
Someone roared, but because he was distracted, the sword intent filled his heart. He trembled all over, his true energy exploded, and his whole body was broken...
"you……"
Bai Yang passed by a person, and the other person's eyes bulged when he saw the picture on the tablet.
Without saying a word, he spurted blood and fell down unwillingly.
"Tsk, tsk, this posture is not good. Hey, this movement is worth learning..."
Bai Yang didn't care about others at all, and his whole mind was silent in the vast study, walking forward step by step, passing one person after another.
Those people did not dare to relax at all and could not take care of Bai Yang. They could only watch him walk by.
"Ah~! It's so annoying, another one, how did you do it!"
Some people roared unwillingly, but the result was that they were tricked, and blood spurted out without making any sound.
Bai Yang moved forward step by step. He didn't know how long he had been walking, but his head hit the wall. He didn't care, rubbed it, turned a corner and continued walking, entered the crack, and continued forward until there was a loud sound in front of him.
Wake up with a start.
"What's going on?" Bai Yang looked up in shock.
In front of him, Fan Yixian, whom he met before, was fighting with a man.
This is still a hall, but it is much larger than the previous one. There is a stage half a meter above the ground in the middle, which is as big as a thousand square meters, similar to a ring.
There was a faint flicker of light around the ring, isolating the ring from the outside world. Moreover, there was a ladder on the ring that extended all the way up, and finally disappeared into a passage.
At this time, in the ring, Fan Yixian was fighting with someone, but his opponent was exactly the same as him, both in the way he dressed and in the same movements!
"Um, what's going on? I haven't finished watching the movie yet." Bai Yang scratched his head.
I turned around and saw that I had passed through the crack.
The crack is more than thirty meters deep. It is hard to believe that such thick gold and iron could have been penetrated by a sword.
On the opposite side of the crack, more than a dozen people stared at Bai Yang with resentful faces, and there were a few more corpses on the ground.
"When did you come here? I don't feel it. Those people were probably affected by the sound of the movie. Do you blame me?" Bai Yang said to himself in astonishment.
He shrugged and didn't care. If you dare to enter this inheritance place, you need to be prepared to die. If these people don't die at this time, they probably won't be able to get out alive. I really can't blame Bai Yang for this. Who makes you weak in willpower...
Turning back, he put away his tablet and speakers, and looked at the hall in front of him again.
On the edge, Bai Yang saw another stone tablet, which still had words on it:
Willpower is acceptable, but it is not enough. If you do not advance in the martial arts, you will retreat. No matter how powerful the enemy is, you can always find a way to defeat it. But as a warrior, your biggest enemy is yourself. Only by defeating yourself can you move forward.
.
There is a formation here. When you step into the arena, it will simulate a person who is exactly like you, with the same realm as you. Even your martial arts skills can be copied the moment you do it.
He is another you!
Defeating him is equivalent to defeating yourself, and only then will you be qualified to step into the next level!
"Oh no, there is such a magical thing?" Bai Yang glared.
It seems very difficult to defeat yourself.
No wonder Fan Yixian fought with someone who looked just like him in the ring. It turned out to be the formation.
Pfft...
At this time, Fan Yixian accidentally cut off his right arm with a knife from another person on the Thunderbolt.
"You are a trap!"
On the ring, Fan Yixian glared at Bai Yang and yelled.
The next moment, with a pop, his opponent, the other him, slashed with a sword, and his head shot up into the sky...
"I..., I didn't do anything." Bai Yang was speechless.
Why the hell can’t you beat yourself? Do you blame me?
Bai Yang didn't know at all that when he came here, the tablet didn't turn off at first. Fan Yixian was attracted to his attention, and then his movements slowed down for a moment, and then he was killed by his 'other self'...
Shrugging, Bai Yang looked at the arena, raised his eyebrows, and raised a strange arc at the corner of his mouth.
"This arena can simulate or even copy another self. But what will happen if I go up there?" He touched his chin and thought.
Martial arts inheritance, even if it is copied, it is all about martial arts stuff, physical constitution, moves and so on.
However, Bai Yang doesn't know martial arts at all, and what he knows is only a set of Wang Ba boxing. Is it of any use?
"I believe you, let's give it a try. Can you replicate the superpowers from martial arts?" Bai Yang curled his lips, stepped forward, and stepped onto the ring.
In the ring, there were blood stains, and several people died. There was even a man Bai Yang knew, Liu Cang, who died in the ring without ever closing his eyes.
When Bai Yang stepped onto the ring, he felt something scanning him.
The next moment, a light flashed in front of him, and a person exactly like him appeared.
"So I'm so handsome" Bai Yang commented as he looked at the other person.
If he doesn't move, neither does the opponent. Obviously, this formation implements a preemptive strategy in which if the enemy cannot move, I will move before striking.
Then, the white poplar blood-patterned sword flew up with a swish.
puff……
The 'other self' that just appeared in front of him was chopped into pieces by the blood-patterned sword in the blink of an eye.
"Then what?" Bai Yang stared.
Whoa, the arena flashed with light, and the light blocking the stairs disappeared...
