Lin Ze glanced at Xiang Ji soaring into the sky, then at the 80,000 Chu troops in neat formation, and immediately gave up the idea of taking action against the Chu troops.
It was not that Lin Ze maintained his own identity, but he was familiar with the method of condensing military strength. Above the Chu army, he saw the faintly formed military strength.
There are also capable people among the Chu army! Lin Ze sighed slightly, rose into the sky, and shot towards Xiang Ji.
Seeing Lin Ze's menacing attack, Xiang Ji showed a hint of excitement on his face. He raised his Fang Tianhua halberd high and slashed it down hard. His movements were clean and neat, without any flashiness.
The Greatest Path to Simplicity. Compared with middle and low-level warriors who may focus on cumbersome moves, the battle of a strong master at the master level is more simple and direct. You can change it in a thousand ways. With a sweep of your spiritual mind, you can basically get a general idea, no matter how fancy it is.
It’s really not suitable for masters whose realms are not much different.
Therefore, the Grandmaster realm is relatively high and low, focusing more on spiritual thoughts and the power of the Grandmaster.
Lin Ze looked at Fang Tian's painted halberd that was striking him head-on. He calmly waved the Tianwen Sword and slashed from bottom to top.
The swords and halberds intersected, and the roar exploded, like thunder.
Under this impact, Lin Ze's figure couldn't stop falling rapidly, and Xiang Ji was also knocked back hundreds of meters.
Because Xiang Ji had the advantageous position, he quickly stabilized his body, looked at Lin Ze who was still falling, and dived to kill him.
In mid-air, feeling the strong wind blowing his robes and whirring, Lin Ze silently muttered "Xiaoyaoyou" and spun around several times in the air before landing on top of Xiang Ji.
"It's not polite to come back but not return," Lin Ze smiled slightly, and a sharp light flashed from the Tianwen Sword in his hand, piercing Xiang Ji's heart.
Feeling the fierce murderous intention behind him, Xiang Ji rushed down, twisted his body 180 degrees, and received the blow head-on. The two separated again and looked at each other in the air.
The first round of confrontation was neck-and-neck.
Xiang Ji moved his fingers slightly and tightened the Fangtian Painted Halberd in his hand, his eyes lingering on the slight gap on the halberd's blade.
This gap not only means that the weapons in Lin Ze's hands are better than his, but also means that Lin Ze's revealed cultivation level is no worse than his.
A trace of flush appeared on Xiang Ji's face, which was caused by excitement: "Lin Ze, you are very good. I thought that my days of breaking through the master and crushing the same level would be too boring, but I didn't expect that you gave me
It’s a surprise for me.”
"Are you my lifelong enemy? Are you and I like Sun Bin's Pang Juan or Su Qin's Zhang Yi?"
Lin Ze couldn't help but rolled his eyes and said, "Think too much. Your lifelong enemy is Liu Ji, not me."
Xiang Ji looked puzzled: "Who is Liu Ji? Why have I never heard of him? Could it be that he is a disciple of a hidden master?"
Lin Ze knew he had made a mistake, so he coughed lightly and said: "Stop talking nonsense, we will fight again."
After speaking, the long sword in his hand shook rapidly, and sword flowers appeared out of thin air, beautiful and full of murderous intent.
Facing Lin Ze, Xiang Ji did not dare to let him use it. While Lin Ze was preparing his killing move, he attacked Lin Ze's side.
When Lin Ze saw this, he couldn't help but retreat quickly to avoid the sharp edge. The blossoming sword flowers, which were like real sword flowers, were always floating within a foot of him, retreating with him.
Xiang Ji couldn't catch up for a moment, so he taunted: "Lin Ze, if you are a man, don't run away. We are going to fight with real swords and guns. What does it mean to be so coy?"
Lin Ze was unmoved, and with a focused expression, he shook out the ninth sword flower and formed a garland.
"Go," Lin Ze shouted softly.
A garland of nine sword flowers spun rapidly and fell towards Xiang Ji.
Sensing a sense of extreme danger coming from the wreath, Xiang Ji's first reaction was to hide, and then he felt that if he did this, how would he be any different from those cowards?
So Xiang Ji stirred up with all his master's strength, flicked Fang Tian's painted halberd, and lifted it toward the wreath.
The moment the halberd blade touched the wreath, Lin Ze shouted softly: "Explode."
Then the whole wreath exploded violently, attacking Xiang Ji head and face.
Xiang Ji subconsciously blocked Fang Tian's painted halberd and his arm in front of him. A large amount of Grandmaster's power spurted out from his body, forming a protective shield in front of him, and then quickly retreated.
"Bang bang bang", first numerous muffled sounds suddenly appeared, and then a "stabbing" sound emerged.
After being assassinated, Xiang Ji retreated several hundred meters to stabilize his body. He looked at the scars and blood on his hands and body with a gloomy expression.
Xiang Ji glanced at his tattered upper robe indifferently, tore it open and threw it down, revealing his strong and vigorous chest.
"Very good, Lin Ze, you succeeded in irritating me. I originally wanted to have a good discussion with you, but now I have changed my mind," Xiang Ji said through gritted teeth.
Lin Ze didn't take it seriously and said: "Feel free to come over here, but if you only use your words, I don't mind leaving you here today."
Xiang Ji took a deep breath, with a self-deprecating smile on his face and said, "Are you underestimated? It seems like you need to use some unique skills."
Xiang Ji's eyes were shining brightly, and he was walking towards Linze step by step. With every step he took, his body became a little bigger. Xiang Ji, who was already tall, almost turned into a little giant.
Lin Ze looked strange and said, "Are you transforming into the Hulk?"
Xiang Ji shook his head and said indifferently: "This is the most powerful magical power in ancient times, and the gods descended to earth."
After saying that, Xiang Ji's huge figure passed through the afterimages in the air and attacked Lin Ze.
Magical power? When Lin Ze heard this, he did not hesitate to use his magical power "Dharma of Heaven and Earth". The mighty power of heaven and earth came to him. He raised the Tianwen Sword high and slashed hard at Xiang Yu's speeding figure.
In an instant, the two figures were completely entangled together, like two giant dragons, biting and fighting in the air.
A quarter of an hour later, there was a loud "bang" and the two figures finally separated.
Lin Ze gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and praised: "My magical powers are pretty good."
Xiang Ji's face was gloomy and almost dripping with water. He let the blood flow from the corner of his mouth and asked in a deep voice: "What method are you using?"
Lin Ze pretended to think for a while and said calmly: "It seems to be called Dharma, Heaven, Elephant and Earth. By the way, it is the same as your gods descending to the earth. They are all powerful supernatural powers."
Xiang Ji's face froze for a moment, then he laughed loudly: "Lin Ze, you are indeed my lifelong enemy, even your magical powers are as strong as mine."
"It seems that in this battle, you and I can't tell the winner."
Lin Ze shook his head slightly: "Theoretically, I won."
Xiang Ji glanced at Fang Tian's painted halberd, which was full of wounds, and said unconvinced: "It's just relying on the strength of the weapon, what's there to be proud of?"
Lin Ze shook his head and pointed to his feet: "Look below."
Xiang Ji followed Lin Ze's guidance and saw Han Xin leading the 200,000 Qin troops rushing into the Chu army's formation like a black torrent.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths... The 80,000 Chu army only held out for ten breaths before being overwhelmed by the Qin army.