Chapter 300: throw in the towel
Chapter 300 Admit defeat
At the beginning, others couldn't see what Bai Cangdong wanted to do, and only some people with special eyesight could sense it.
But when Ba Yue Zhan gradually changed, everyone gradually noticed that something was wrong.
"No way, is he trying to upgrade a secret class of scribes to a real person?"
"Does it really work? Isn't this too exaggerated?"
"Suddenly I feel that Master Lianshan is a bit pitiful. This is being regarded as a sword-testing stone, and he is not regarded as an opponent at all."
"Although it is not uncommon to increase the level of secret skills in battle, it is generally felt in the center of the battle. When the inspiration flashes and occasionally realizes, it is possible to increase the level of secret skills in one go, and generally it is only one level. It’s just a small rank, but like him, he insists on raising his rank with one sword and one sword, and he also needs to be promoted to a higher rank, is this really okay?”
"Looking at his secret technique, it is indeed very different from before, and it may not be impossible to succeed."
Xue Michen's head was full of black lines: "What did you say to be a good sword fight? Is this what you call a good sword fight? You will die if you don't show off?"
Wang Si smiled slightly: "Sure enough, he is more interesting."
Xue Lihai's expression was more dignified, he was paying attention to whether Bai Cangdong could successfully raise the level of Ba Yue Zhan.
Zhou Qianyan gritted her teeth, wishing she could slap Bai Cangdong to the ground with a slap, tear his tendons and tear his bones, and cast him into **** for eternity without reincarnation, so as to get rid of the anger in his heart.
"Zhou Han, after Immortal Lianshan was defeated, you went out and killed him." Zhou Qianyan stared at Bai Cangdong resentfully, and said to a real man in black robe next to him.
Although he didn't want to admit it, he could no longer see the possibility of Lianshan Zhenren winning.
"Okay." Zhou Han replied coldly, with no expression on his face, but a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
Qin Yuxi looked at Bai Cangdong on the stage, his beautiful eyes gleamed brightly: "Unexpectedly, this rascal, although he doesn't have much talent in body skills, he seems to be quite talented in swordsmanship. The level of a secret skill has been raised, and this secret skill should not be swordsmanship before, but more like swordsmanship, but now it is gradually evolving towards swordsmanship. This is quite an astonishing thing.”
Among all the people, the person who feels the deepest is naturally the real Lianshan who is Bai Cangdong's opponent in it.
At the beginning, Bai Cangdong used Ba Yue Zhan, and he could easily dodge it. The artistic conception did not make people feel too much pressure, and he was able to counterattack with ease.
But after fifty sword strikes, Master Lianshan began to feel the pressure increased, and he no longer opened his mouth to sneer at Bai Cangdong.
After a hundred sword strikes, Master Lianshan could only use all his energy to resist and dodge Bai Cangdong's sword, and it was difficult to find another chance to fight back.
After two hundred swords, Master Lian Shan only felt that the heavy sword in Bai Cangdong's hand seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, so big that it almost occupied his entire line of sight, as if he would be cut by the heavy sword wherever he dodged. His attacks became extremely difficult, as if a boulder was pressed against his chest, and even breathing became difficult.
After five hundred swords, Bai Cang made a slash, and Master Lianshan had no choice but to retreat, he took a few steps back after a slash, his face was ashen, he didn't dare to dodge, he didn't dare to raise his sword to meet He just retreated step by step, as if if he stopped, he would be cut in half by the terrifying epee.
Although the martial arts arena is big, it has an end. When the real person Lian Shan bumped into the outer wall of the martial arts arena covered with formations, his heart suddenly felt cold. Seeing Bai Cangdong slashed down with his sword, his face was terrified, and he desperately raised the sword in his hand. The long sword, but the long sword seemed weak, and even the sword light seemed faint and invisible.
It's not that Lianshan's sword light has regressed, but that his Dao heart has collapsed. Under the pressure of Bai Cangdong's epee, he has no fighting spirit, and he has completely lost the courage of the previous battle. Fearing death, swordsmanship naturally cannot be as powerful as it was at the beginning.
"I admit defeat!" Seeing the epee slashing, Master Lianshan's sword was only halfway out, suddenly he dropped the sword and closed his eyes and shouted, his face was full of horror, his body was trembling, and his heart had completely collapsed.
The epee almost stopped less than three inches from the top of the real person Lian Shan's head. With such a domineering sword force, Bai Cangdong actually stopped as soon as he said he would, and he stopped without force. The black iron epee was held upside down by his side, looking very relaxed and freehand, without any reluctance to forcibly withdraw the sword.
Without even looking at Master Lianshan, Bai Cangdong turned his gaze to Zhou Qianyan in the stands: "This man's swordsmanship is so poor that he doesn't even have the qualifications to let me return the sword to defend the sword. The masters will fight on stage."
"Kill him." Zhou Qianyan clenched her palm, almost breaking the folding fan in her hand, her voice seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth, full of resentment and hatred.
The real people who played before, lost if they lost. How could it be so unbearable like the real person Lianshan lost? Zhou Qianyan only felt that all her face was lost by the real person Lianshan, and it seemed that the real people in the stands of the martial arts arena, They were all looking at him with strange eyes, which made him feel ashamed and angry, and the hatred for Bai Cangdong in his heart had reached the extreme.
Zhou Han responded, got up and walked slowly towards the martial arts arena, but the terrified real Lianshan had already covered his face and ran out of the martial arts arena as if fleeing, not knowing whether it was fear or shame.
"Zhou Han from the Zhou family, I have learned from Master Bai." Zhou Han went to the martial arts arena, walked across to Bai Cangdong, looked at Bai Cangdong lukewarmly and said something.
"Please." Bai Cang was as motionless as a mountain, holding the black iron epee upside down, looking at Zhou Han calmly.
At this time, Bai Cangdong felt an unspeakable emotion spreading in his heart, like the moon filling the earth, like the tide rising and falling, like the wind hitting the earth, like rain moistening everything.
Difficult to speak, just feel everything is in the palm, everything is in the sword.
Before Ba Yue Zhan Ba Lie Wushuang, there is no retreat, there is no return, although there is no dust and dirt, but it is also unrestrained, it is difficult to send and receive freely.
However, Bai Cangdong feels a little different now. Although he has the urge to collapse the mountain with a sword, he also has a strange feeling that everything is under control.
Now Bai Cangdong is very eager to draw the sword, but he doesn't draw the sword. Inexplicable emotions are surging in his heart. He has a feeling that as long as this sword is drawn, Ba Yue Zhan will definitely have a major breakthrough.
Zhou Han had an extra knife in his hand, a gigantic knife that was even more exaggerated than the black iron epee in Bai Cangdong's hand. The length of the knife was almost two meters, and the blade was as wide as two hands. There was a creepy cold light, but the back of the knife was extremely thick, and it looked rather strange. It didn't look like a knife being used by someone, but more like a guillotine used to execute prisoners on death row.
(end of this chapter)