Longevity begins with the sword of ignorance

Chapter 10 Ignorance Kamikaze Spike
After these days of exploration, Zhong Cang has figured out his own ability of Jian Xin.

This feature is slightly equivalent to the sixth sense in the dark, which allows Zhong Cang to make the body instinctively make the best solution when he is concentrating on fighting or encountering danger.

The more critical the situation was, the stronger Zhong Cang's subconscious outburst would be.

Because of this characteristic, when Yan Lingdie is far away from her, it's nothing, but once her offensive is approaching, Zhong Cang's consciousness will be possessed by Jian Xin, and it will instantly become fierce.

However, Zhong Cang naturally wouldn't say anything about his own situation, and Yan Lingdie wouldn't believe it either.

Because of this, she only felt that Zhong Cang, who had strength but misled her with such a small trick as expression, was a villain.

And it was such a villain who used such despicable means to win against him, which made Yan Lingdie a little aggrieved and extremely annoyed, who had never suffered such a loss.

Under the blessing of anger, his flaming epee was heavier and faster, and it quickly struck in front of Zhong Cang.

As before, as his body was threatened, Zhong Cang's eyes changed instantly, from bewildered to fierce and extraordinary.

As for his body, he was one step ahead of consciousness, drawing his sword to block.

"Chong!"

This scene also made Yan Lingdie even more annoyed.

"Sure enough, you are a liar."

"boom!"

In the angry voice of Yanlingdie, Fenghua collided with the unknown burning epee again.

But different from the last time, because the Flame Spirit Butterfly had taken precautions, this time, Zhong Cang could no longer easily slide away the heavy sword in his hand.

With a real hard fight, the gap between the two was quickly reflected.

With a "bang", the huge force of the epee and the burning fire smashed the long sword in Zhong Cang's hand high.

If Zhong Cang hadn't held onto it tightly, the magic sword Fenghua in his hand would definitely have been knocked into the air.

Although not now, his right hand holding the sword is also numb and in severe pain, and his whole body is even more connected with the sword, and he took several steps back after being hacked by this mark.

Without waiting for Zhong Cang, who was retreating, to stand still, with the sound of "boom", the flame spirit butterfly rushed up again, and the epee in his hand also slashed down angrily.

"Chong!"

The epee is extremely powerful, and its speed is also extremely fast due to the reaction force of the explosion.

However, Zhong Cang blocked even such a blow of burning fire.

——The smashed high-raised long sword was not retracted by Zhong Cang, his eyes were indifferent, Zhong Cang, who was almost non-human, when he retreated, he suddenly clenched the long sword and slashed down with all his strength.

"Chong!"

The sword in his hand that he swung ahead of time just blocked the attacking burning heavy sword.

"Qiang!" "Qiang!" "Qiang!" "Qiang!"

In the following time, the attacks of the Flame Spirit Butterfly were like waves, continuous and continuous, and each blow was powerful and heavy.

However, such heavy blows were blocked by Zhong Cang one by one.

Even though he had to retreat every time he blocked, and his arms were numb from the shock, he still blocked the attacks one by one with an indifferent expression.

This scene also attracted the attention of some people.

However, when most people saw this duel, they only saw the majestic flame spirit butterfly with swords and swords burning.

Only the protector of the Flame Spirit Butterfly, an old man named Shui Bo, his eyes were shining brightly, and his mouth also let out an inconceivable exclamation.

"Hiss... I didn't expect that there would be such an outstanding swordsman in the Lower Court!"

Ye Shuang, the maid next to Shui Bo, looked over in astonishment at these words.

She knows how powerful Shui Bo is, but just because she knows it, she understands how rare there are young men who can be praised by Shui Bo.

However, looking at Zhong Cang who retreated every step and was almost helpless after being beaten, Ye Shuang really couldn't see where his talent was.

The doubt in her heart made her ask involuntarily.

"Uncle Shui, is this sparring partner very strong? It's really good to be able to block Miss's attack without losing, but he can't be called outstanding... At least, he doesn't deserve your old man's praise."

Hearing this, Shui Bo smiled.

"This little guy deserves it."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the field with both eyes, and said in a dazed way: "Don't look at him stepping back after being beaten, but he took the initiative."

"The level of his skills is very low. Compared with the young lady who practiced the Heavenly Flame Spiritual Manual, there is a huge gap in hard power. It is like a natural moat. If he does not retreat a step and fights hard, he will be defeated after three swords."

"But now, every time he fights, he can back off part of the force of the lady's heavy slash. And the way of retreating can also allow him to take advantage of the situation to distance himself from the lady, so that he has time to draw his sword and resist the lady's attack." offensive."

"Even every time he fights recklessly, his arm is raised high. There is something to be said. Only with a heavy slash can he block the lady's attack."

Having said that, he couldn't help sighing again:

"It's not a big deal to do one of these details. But in a complicated battle, you can do everything, and repeat it perfectly dozens of times without missing a single one. This is very strong."

After listening to Uncle Shui's explanation, Ye Shuang looked into the field again and noticed Zhong Cang's terror.

And when he was surprised, Shui Bo suddenly spoke.

"Miss is going to lose!"

"?!!"

"Impossible! This sparring partner may be talented, but as you said, Uncle Shui, the gap in strength between him and Miss is like a natural barrier. How can we win?"

Shui Bo's final conclusion was too far-fetched, which made Ye Shuang not believe his words even though he respected Shui Bo.

In this regard, the guardian named Shui Bo did not defend himself, but just looked at the field quietly.

On the field, Zhong Cang's situation became more and more miserable after being attacked violently.

Although, in the state of Jianxin, with various small skills and the integration of human and sword, he blocked the heavy blow of Yan Lingdie every time.

However, due to the huge gap in physical strength, even though he blocked perfectly every time, he was still injured—his tiger's jaw had burst, and blood flowed from his wrist.

Such a tragic scene made Ye Shuang unable to see that Zhong Cang had the slightest chance of winning.

However, just when she was confused, Shui Bo spoke again.

"Come on, let me see how talented you are and whether you can seize this opportunity."

"What's coming?"

Ye Shuang didn't understand, and although Zhong Cang on the field didn't hear Shui Bo's words, there was a flash of inspiration in his eyes.

——There is always a time when she is exhausted, even if the flame spirit butterfly technique is very high-level, but she is only at the third level of Qi training after all, and she will always return to Qi under a violent attack.

The time for her recovery was very short, but during the moment when she regained her breath, Zhong Cang's already sharp gaze suddenly burst into a cold light.

Ignoring the severe pain of the tiger's mouth being ripped apart in his hand, Zhong Cang's consciousness was highly concentrated, and he was completely attuned to the long sword in his hand.

At this moment, the sword is a person, and a person is a sword.

In the realm of emptiness, Zhong Cang held the sword in his hand and stabbed suddenly.

"not good!"

(End of this chapter)