v4 Chapter 8： Is he who? (2/2)
Although there are types of swordsmanship in this world that focus on defense, most of them focus on attack, which means that she can't even break Feng Ye's defense, so if Feng Ye takes the initiative to attack, she will probably not be able to resist it.
”I am not interested in the battle itself.”
Feng Ye swung his sword to resist Uozhihualie's attack, and spoke calmly.
He is not a fighting freak, eager to fight. Although it is not a nuisance, he does not like fighting very much. What he prefers is absolute strength, the pleasure of crushing opponents, and evenly matched battles are what he hates.
Uozhihuareel is the opposite of him. She doesn't like crushing others. She has no interest in the kind of weak people who are crushed by her. She enjoys evenly matched battles and wants to fight against the strong.
”That's it.”
”It seems I was abrupt.”
Uozhihualie looked at Feng Ye's apologetic opening, and said: ”I want you to suppress your strength to fight the weak me, but...I still hope to see your active attack.”
Although she has experienced the joy of fighting that she hasn't experienced for a long time, a woman's desire is endless, and her desire for fighting is the same. She wants to see Feng Ye's attack.
She couldn't break through Feng Ye's defense, which meant that she couldn't force Feng Ye to attack actively with her own strength.
If you want to see Feng Ye's sword, you can only ask.
Although such a request almost meant that she was seeking death, she still wanted to see Feng Ye's inner life more than resisting death, even if the cost was death.
That swordsmanship above her, that calm response, that powerful body and strength... Feng Ye's existence made her feel that every cell and spirit in her body seemed to be trembling with excitement, making her can not resist.
”Since it's your request...”
Feng Ye smiled softly and said: ”I promised.”
Uozhihualie stopped the offensive, and she backed more than ten meters away, placing the blood-drenching Zanpaku knife in front of her.
She understands that Feng Ye’s attack is not trivial. Although she is eager to see this sword, she is not pursuing death, because once she is dead, she can no longer experience the fun of fighting, so her resistance to death is very strong, even more than ordinary people. Be stronger.
This sounds contradictory, but it is the case.
She survived after a battle with Gengmu Jianba when she was a teenager, and only when the Soul World was facing the crisis of extinction, she traded death for Gengmu Jianba's seal to be lifted, which all illustrate this point.
Unless it's time to protect something with death, she won't want to die no matter what happens, whether it's defeat or humiliation or other things, because those are not important compared to battle.
”I'm going to go.”
Feng Ye looked at Mao Zhihualie calmly.
”bring it on.”
Uozhihuareel held her sword, took a breath, had already made the most serious gesture, and was ready to welcome her with the strongest defensive sword force in the swordsmanship she had learned throughout her life.
Under her close stare, Feng Ye moved.
Feng Ye’s movements were unremarkable, just walking towards her like this. There was no instant high-speed movement, no visual interference or confusion, just walked to her, and then waved at her. sword.
A sword,
The earth collapsed, the sky split, space... shattered!
The Soul Soul World is based on the power of the Soul King, combined with a small part of Feng Ye's power as the foundation, and the space is stronger than the present world. Breaking the space here means breaking the Soul Soul World. itself.
But Feng Ye's sword did just that, tearing the entire space in front of him, causing a huge pitch-black gap in the space, splitting the entire world in an instant.
Silently.
Everything collapsed quietly.
The resistance made by Uozhihualie was under Feng Ye's sword, and barely revealed any meaning. She was crushed by Feng Ye's sword regardless of her swordsmanship or sheer strength.
The **** sword blade broke in half in an instant, and along with the surging spiritual pressure, it was also cut off by Feng Ye's sword, like a sea that was split by a sword.
All the defenses are extremely fragile, and they are destroyed by a single blow.
Lingpressure, Zanpoknife, space, sky and earth, including her body, were divided into two halves by the blackness, like a black paintbrush, drawing a black ink mark between the world and the earth.
”...”
Mao Zhihua looked at Feng Ye fiercely, with an unprecedented light in her eyes.
The power that I have never experienced before.
The power never felt before.
This power made her feel that the soul was trembling, and the heart was also trembling, so that every cell in her body, who was eager to fight the strong, seemed to convey pleasant emotions, pushing this emotion to its peak.
unfortunately……
I can't experience it anymore...
At this moment, she experienced the pleasure that she had never experienced before, as well as the feeling of death and body.
She originally came to find her favorite warrior, and wanted to find someone who can inherit her sword eight will, but it doesn't matter now, because Feng Ye's existence makes the name of'Sword Eight' nothing.
It doesn't matter whether it is passed on or not.
This thought flashed in her mind, and she slowly closed her eyes, feeling the power within her body quickly disappearing, and her consciousness gradually disappearing.
but.
At the moment when her consciousness was about to plunge into darkness, a voice suddenly rang in her ear.
”Don't die in a hurry.”
Accompanied by this gentle voice, she felt a warm force pouring into her body for an instant, causing her splitting and shattering soul to settle and regroup towards the center.
She opened her eyes slightly in amazement, what she saw was Feng Ye's fingers gently retracting back.
She was very clear about the injury just now. It was a fatal injury. The entire body was divided into two, and the lock and the soul sleep were all destroyed. There was no possibility of reversal, and her medical skills could not sustain life.
But it was so fatal, but it was reversed by the man in front of you!
Feng Ye put down his hand, smiled lightly, and said in a calm voice: ”On the road of kendo, keep working hard, I look forward to seeing you further.”
Uozhihualie's kendo talent is very powerful, but it is limited to the power of Zanpakuto and Death, and focuses more on the characteristics of sword pressure and sword power, which deviates from the essence of kendo.
Show her a path, open a door, and she will soon be able to enter this level.
There is no end to the way of swordsmanship. Feng Ye also wants to see more top-level swordsmanship and sword intent, so that his swordsmanship can also be honed and become further.
Huh!
After leaving this sentence, Feng Ye disappeared silently.
Uozhihua stood there, staring blankly in the direction of Fengye's disappearance. It was a joy for her to avoid death, because she could continue to enjoy the battle.
But the thoughts flashing in her mind at this time were not these, but some messy veins and thoughts.
several days ago.
The corpse soul world and the virtual circle spirit are turbulent.
A super-captain-level death **** like Yamamoto Motoyanagisuke Shigekuni can make the corpse soul world turbulent under the circumstances, but can't cross the world, making the virtual circle also shaken.
Then there appeared a man who had never heard of a name before, possessing sword skills that surpassed her, a level of strength that was difficult to see, and medical abilities that surpassed her.
Could these be coincidences?
She doesn't think these are coincidences.
If these were not coincidences, then the identity of the man just now... Uozhihuareel took a gentle breath, and a thought appeared in her mind.
The responsibility of the Thirteen Guardian Team is to follow the spirit king's will to protect the tranquility of the Jingling court and the corpse soul world.
The will of the Spirit King is supreme, he created the Soul Soul World, and his existence is equivalent to the Soul Soul World itself.
but,
The king who created the Soul World is not just one in the legend, but two.
One of them is the Spirit King who lives in the Spirit King Palace, and the other is no one can be sure that he really existed, because he has left no traces in the millions of years of the soul world.
He was called--
Virtual king.