Chapter 282 Young people all over the world are defeated
After years of sharpening the sword, despite the frost and cold, Gu Que finally took it out of its sheath!
But Jackdia, a fighting spirit knight, was really powerful. With one strike of his sword, the air was made to whimper and his vitality was like waves.
The sword was like a mountain avalanche, and its momentum was devastating. Gu Que's throat felt sweet and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.
His long hair was disheveled, and he suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with blood.
"Fighting energy? Vitality? Knight? It doesn't matter anymore!"
He narrowed his eyes slightly, wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, straightened his back again, the joints of his whole body crackled, and an indescribable sharpness shot out from his eyes.
Jack Dea said in surprise: "You actually caught it? Okay! I am indeed a little surprised, but I suggest you take a step back, at least it won't be too miserable."
Gu Que's feet were already standing on the edge of the ring. If he took a step back, he would have to admit defeat.
Over the years, he has done everything, but he has never given up!
His eyes were filled with blood, and he smiled ferociously, saying: "What a powerful sword, what a powerful aura! But Gu Que may not have no aura without the World Sword!"
He suddenly took a step forward, and his figure disappeared directly on the spot. The next moment, a shocking black sword light fell from the sky!
But Jack Dea sighed softly, held the sword in both hands, raised it upward, and a white light flashed, easily cutting the sword light into pieces.
He shook his head and said: "Too weak."
As he spoke, his eyes became sharp, and his figure disappeared from the spot in an instant, heading straight towards Gu Que with a sword.
Gu Que's figure was like lightning, leaving a series of afterimages in the air. Every time the afterimage flickered, a sword light shot out.
It's just that although there are many swords, it will never put pressure on Jackdia!
As for Jackdia, there was nothing he could do.
Because at this time, Gu Que used his speed to the extreme! Not only the speed! But also the pace!
He has been carrying a coffin for three years and has escaped countless times. Even he doesn't know how fast he is!
Although the people around him were amazed at Gu Que's movement, they were still shaking their heads, because although the pace was fast, the venue was too small, and Jackdia's sword light was enough to completely cover the three-foot area.
Sure enough, Jackdia snorted, and a stream of terrifying white light erupted all over his body, and the broad sword in his hand also began to shine.
He raised his hands, and the sword light was already ten feet long! One foot, enough to seal all Gu Que's movements!
Gu Que had stopped, and suddenly recalled a sentence in his mind: "Actually, you have walked all the way from the snowy areas of Tianzhou, experienced hardships, and have already formed a unique sword technique in the fight, but you don't know it yet.
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"The sword technique formed in the rain of blood is the purest sword technique in the world. You don't need anyone to teach you, you just need time."
These were the words Leng Que said in Tianlao Prison a year ago. Now that he suddenly remembered them, they were so deafening!
What does this sentence mean?
It's just that you don't know yet, you just need time?
purely?
Pure means no impurities, no desires, no pursuits, no distractions, only one knife!
That is, let nature take its course and forget yourself!
Gu Que's eyes suddenly revealed two terrifying black gleams, and he couldn't help laughing and said, "That's it!"
He shook his right hand, flashed his dagger, and made a slight trembling sound. He felt his chest was heating up, his Dantian seemed to be on fire again, and the blood all over his body was boiling.
At this moment, the Weeping Blood Divine Sword seemed to have grown in the hand, and it was so smooth!
He roared loudly and said loudly: "Why not fight!"
While speaking, the short sword came out, the black light roared, the sword light shook the sky, everything was as round as water, it was so natural.
Jakedia shook his head and sighed: "There is no progress, but I don't want to delay it anymore, let's end it!"
As he spoke, his broad sword suddenly slashed out a terrifying hurricane, heading straight towards Gu Que.
But Gu Que, although he retreated and advanced, and although he was defeated, he fought, blood continued to flow from his mouth, and his momentum increased.
Jackdia is too strong. According to Gu Que, although he is not as good as Xuanyuan Chen, he is probably stronger than Meijun. Every shot of his sword light stirs up the vitality of the heaven and earth to roll, as if the entire sky is being squeezed.
Wearing a bird.
The sword shines like the wind and is endlessly powerful. He is worthy of being the third disciple of the Pope. In an instant, he has dominated the entire arena.
Gu Que had long been injured, and all his clothes were torn to pieces, revealing his strong and well-proportioned upper body, with strong muscles and cracks in his skin.
But these are just minor injuries. The real injuries come from the momentum of this sword light, which destroys the liver and gallbladder and destroys the soul of the bad guy.
Gu Que's right hand began to tremble, because the force he endured was too great, and his sword was always very fast! But every time they fought, it felt like a huge mountain was pressing down on him, and he could almost lose his balance.
There was severe pain in his heart, severe pain all over his body, and his muscles seemed to be torn apart. In the violent waves of the sword, he was like a small boat, floating, and there was always the danger of capsizing.
He gritted his teeth and endured it, his mouth and nose were bleeding, but he felt extremely comfortable in his heart!
Just because he had never felt that the Weeping Blood Divine Sword was so familiar and so handy, as if it was connected with his body and mind. Every time the sword was struck, it was like a perfect combination of spirit, energy and spirit.
For a swordsman! There is no more enjoyable enjoyment than this!
Mei Jun frowned and said: "I'm afraid something will happen if he doesn't use the Blood Sea Three Swordsman! This Jack Dia is too strong. The sword light completely controls the arena. He is holding on with his will."
Han Qiu said calmly: "A truly strong person becomes stronger when he encounters strength. The greater the pressure he suffers, the greater the power he bursts out. He cannot be too dependent on the three swords of the sea of blood. He should have a broader path."
Meijun nodded and said: "I understand the truth, but if he can't hold on, his life may be in danger!"
There was no expression on Han Qiu's face, and he just said slowly: "Is his life in danger? I don't think so. In fact, I feel that he is enjoying this process."
"Enjoy it? Hehe! This is too harsh!"
The Sky-Eyed Tiger suddenly laughed dryly, narrowed his eyes and said, "Are you a masochist?"
Han Qiu slowly turned his head and glanced at him coldly, which frightened him so much that he quickly shrank his head, looking extremely embarrassed.
But Meijun sighed: "If you're not in his position, you can't understand his feelings."
How did Gu Que feel? He didn't know, because the pain was all over his body, and because the force of the sword was so heavy that he couldn't breathe.
His knife is still very fast and the angle is still tricky, but it is no longer as deliberately controlled as before. It seems that cutting it out at will is the best angle and the best way to resist. It is precisely because of this ethereal state.
Only then can he hold on without losing.
Jakedia was already very impatient. The man in front of him was like a cockroach, unable to be killed no matter how hard he was beaten. He was obviously seriously injured, and even his internal organs and meridians were severely damaged, but he just didn't fall down.
He gritted his teeth, held the sword in both hands, and said sternly: "End it! Holy Light Judgment!"
While he was speaking, the broad sword in his hand suddenly emitted a brilliant white light, and the sword light shined straight out for three feet, and then it suddenly slashed downwards!
This slash seemed to suck out all the air around him, and the invisible pressure almost controlled Gu Que's body, making it impossible for him to step forward at all.
The sword was like a mountain, rolling down, and its momentum was almost unstoppable.
Gu Que roared loudly, his whole body was surging with blood, and his forehead was already faintly showing black marks, as if a force arose from his dantian and rushed to the top of his head.
For a moment, it seemed that the whole person was empty!
The muscles in the whole body are no longer under control, and even the limbs, five senses, six senses, seven meridians, and eight meridians are all out of control. Not only are they out of control, they even seem to be unable to feel their existence.
Everything seems to be disappearing, nothing can be felt, there is only the knife!
So as soon as the sword came out, it was raised from bottom to top! The blade of the sword was bright with black light, and it had already flooded the space, making a clear and crisp sound.
A loud noise spread throughout the world, and the roar continued, causing countless onlookers to scream in surprise.
Black energy and white light crisscrossed each other, sword light and knife light flew all over the sky, and the vitality was intertwined, and it was on the verge of collapse.
Jackdia quickly backed away, let out a heavy breath, and sighed: "It's finally over. I have to say that although your level is very low, it is indeed difficult to deal with it. I rarely use the Holy Light Judgment."
The words spread throughout the world, but because the surroundings were too quiet, countless people held their breath and stared at the scattered aftermath of vitality.
The breeze blows, the sun turns pale, and the world finally regains its clarity.
And a majestic figure slowly stood up from the ground!
"Gu Que is not dead!"
"He actually stood up! How powerful that sword was!"
"I'm afraid it's already exhausted, so I'm just trying to support it!"
There were screams of surprise, and Han Qiu narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he wanted to see everything through, while Meijun's face was already covered with sweat. The sword just now had sacred power, was pure and flawless, but was so powerful.
She wasn't sure about taking it.
But Gu Que did stand up. His shirt was completely broken, revealing his strong body. He held a knife in his right hand, his long hair was flowing, his eyes were full of blood, and his whole body was dripping with blood.
He is already like a demon at this moment!
His back is as straight as a sword!
There was no expression, no whites or eyeballs in his eyes, only endless blood.
He suddenly said: "The sword you just struck was the power of God?"
Jackdia frowned and said: "Yes, the Holy Light Judgment is like God taking advantage of the situation and using the power of the mountains to strike down with one sword and seal the void. I didn't expect you to hold on. If I guessed correctly, you
The internal organs have been severely injured, and if we don’t heal the injury immediately, I’m afraid it won’t be cured.”
"Yes! I'm seriously injured! I can hardly hold on anymore."
Having said this, Gu Que slowly raised his head, suddenly smiled, and said: "But I can still use a knife!"
"Why bother?"
Gu Que said word for word: "One sword is enough to defeat you!"
He suddenly took a step forward, the muscles all over his body squirmed, black light criss-crossed, and the "Goddess's Endowment" in his body kept roaring, causing the entire body's meridians to tremble.
Wave after wave of vitality was sweeping through him, surging out almost uncontrollably and covering Gu Que's entire body in an instant.
Jackdia's Holy Light Judgment just now was really terrifying, mainly due to the power of the sword, which was like thousands of mountains rolling down, almost unstoppable.
But Gu Que was already ethereal!
At that moment, the past four years seemed to flash by in a hurry. What was the difference between the pressure of this sword and the pressure of the other four years?
In the past four years, I have been wandering everywhere, going through all the ups and downs, and being under a lot of pressure. I have fought bloody battles, and I have already developed my sword skills.
It just takes time.
But now, he feels that the time has come!
Just because the vitality in the body can no longer be contained, the eight meridians resonate, all the orifices are equally famous, the entire human body is roaring, and the whole world is roaring.
He couldn't hear anything, couldn't see anything, he only knew that there were thousands of mountains in front of him, and they were about to collapse!
He roared loudly, and his figure rose up from the ground like a blue dragon, and said angrily: "How about Wanshan? How can I stop me from killing a bird with a knife!"
Then the sword suddenly slashed down vertically, and a terrifying sword light suddenly burst out of the sword!
It was an indescribable black light, an indescribable pressure, like the sky collapsing, the heavenly palace falling, or like a strong man holding a sword and going to his death.
Although there are thousands of mountains in front of you, there is no obstacle to them!
In an instant, he realized the sword and finally made a breakthrough.
The sky and the earth roared, and only Jackdia roared, white light shot straight into the sky, and a cold voice spread across the earth: "The Blade of Judgment!"
The sword intent is like a surging river, stretching endlessly, colliding with the momentum of the sword light, erupting into an indescribable brilliant light.
Everything could no longer be seen, and the competition platform gradually cracked, revealing terrifying thin cracks.
I don’t know how long it took before everything disappeared.
Gu Que was lying on the competition stage, his body was covered in blood and flesh, but his eyes were extremely bright, and he was smiling.
As for Jackdia, his clothes were torn all over and his flesh and blood were dripping with blood. He was still vomiting blood from his mouth and his whole body was sluggish.
Just because he is already under the competition stage.
(Today is the fifth chapter. Each chapter is very substantial, with a total of more than 17,000 words in the five chapters.) (To be continued)