Tomorrow's Ark is too real

Chapter 623 Descends from the sky
In fact, Xia Feng doesn't really understand what it means to reach the peak.

The general meaning should be to climb to the top and reach the highest point, which is a metaphor for some martial arts or skills reaching the highest level.

But this thing can’t be judged objectively, because you can’t compete with everyone in the world, and then you can’t be 100% sure that people in a certain valley can’t beat you. If you don’t appear, it doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist.

Therefore, there is no real peak in the world at all, or everyone reaches the peak in their own hearts.

Of course, although it is a bit inaccurate to say that reaching the peak is a bit inaccurate, but if you start from the heart, Xia Feng is not worried about Master Xiao's strength, even though Master Xiao has never shown his real strength.

But from an objective point of view, he still cannot be blindly optimistic.

After all, this is already the top 8, and Lord Xiao is his only helper at present, so he must be mentally prepared for the worst outcome.

The first game of the top 8 in the morning was Tailin vs. Pete.

In the arena, the duel between Tailin and Pete was quite exciting. After watching the match for several days, this should be the highest level match so far.

Figures flickered, swords flew, Tailin's swordsmanship emphasized a fast character, while Pete's swordsmanship focused on a stable character.

"Ding ding ding ding!"

The crisp sounds of hand-to-hand combat came one after another, and every swing of the two took into account both offense and defense. In the high-intensity confrontation, the insight and judgment were full, and the movements had already made the audience's eyes a little unable to keep up.

Every knife seems simple, but it is actually a complex psychological game. To put it simply, the audience only saw the second floor. They thought that the two in the duel were on the first floor, but in fact, they were on the fifth floor.

During the high-intensity duel, the audience had forgotten to cheer, and the entire auditorium was silent, only the sound of swords clashing.

Guigui hugged the popcorn, her little head kept shaking with the figure on the ring.

Xia Feng also looked very seriously, seeing the two stalemate, he said to himself.

"It's too stalemate, can't we call until the afternoon?"

Hong Dao, who was sitting next to him, narrowed his eyes.

"Is it stalemate? I seem to have seen the result."

Before Xia Feng could speak, Xiao Yunye also said softly.

"100 moves will determine the outcome."

Xia Feng didn't understand, and he didn't dare to ask more, so he just kept his mouth shut and continued to read.

But soon, the prophecy of Hong Dao and Master Xiao was confirmed.

Pete's knife skills are as stable as an old dog's. At first glance, it is the result of a lot of training and actual combat. In high-intensity duels, there is no chaos at all, and even his breathing is maintained at a stable frequency.

But in a duel between masters, stability is of course important, but the real defense is offense. Swords and swords are like raging floods. In the torrent, if you don't advance, you will retreat.

Soon, Pete was still steady, but Tailin's swordsmanship had changed.

With a leap, Tailin jumped into the air.

Actively jumping into the air in a master duel is a very stupid behavior, because you lose your grip and your actions will be well predicted.

But Tailin seemed to be rebellious, so he did the opposite. After jumping into the air, he quickly adjusted his figure to be parallel to the ground, and the blade in his hand slanted down like a rainstorm.

Pete, who originally wanted to predict where Tailin would land, was stunned by this move.

It turns out that Tai Lin didn't want to change positions by jumping, but he didn't intend to fight you on the same level at all.

Tapping his toes, Tailin kept jumping into the air, and the long sword only attacked when his body was higher than Pete's. That is to say, if Pete wanted to fight him, he could only fight with his head up very uncomfortable.

Xia Feng in the audience slapped his thigh.

"I've seen this trick before! It's called the palm technique that descends from the sky, oh no, the sword technique."

Gradually, Tailin's sword moves became more and more outrageous. Because of the resistance generated by the impact of the weapon, he could maintain his body at a certain height, stand upside down in the air, and thrust the long sword at Pete's Tianling Gai.

Pete obviously hadn't specially practiced "anti-air attack". As soon as Tai Lin landed, he would take off without being parallel to him for half a moment. This kind of fancy but powerful swordsmanship made him complain endlessly.

On the other hand, Tailin, who dived at low altitude like a bomber, hit faster and faster, his body began to spin in mid-air, and Jianfeng became even more unpredictable.

The audience in the audience only felt that Tailin's whole body seemed to be transformed into a tornado, rolling Pete's mouth and eyes slanted.

Xia Feng was terrified watching from below. Obviously, Tai Lin's strength was completely worthy of Yin Hui's evaluation. He couldn't imagine what kind of hard training it would take to develop such outrageous swordsmanship.

It's like a tiger in the forest has grown wings. Not only can it tear apart all prey on the ground, but it can also fly.

At this moment, Xia Feng couldn't help thinking, if he was the person in the ring now, would he be able to withstand Tai Lin's attack without drawing out black and white twins?

on the ring.

Facing the straight up and down sword peaks, Pete was already unable to parry. This kind of swordsmanship that violated the rules of physics made his whole body crack.

"Pfft!"

With the blood mist bursting from his shoulders, finally, he really split open.

The flesh on his shoulder was torn by Jianfeng, and the severe pain caused Pete to tilt his body. In an instant, his elbows, wrists, and ears were scratched.

"Ding!"

In the next second, the saber that was not clenched because of the pain was shaken away, and Pete, who had lost his weapon, could only roll on the spot to avoid Tailin's pursuit.

Pete, who had rolled to the side, just supported his body with his hands, when Tailin's long sword had arrived in an instant.

"Wait"

Before Pete could say anything, Tailin had already mercilessly cut him down to the ground again.

The screams pierced the sky, dozens of wounds were cut on Pete's body, and blood spattered all over the ground.

Seeing Pete, who was so seriously injured that he couldn't speak, the referee immediately announced.

"Tailin contestant, win!"

After hearing the result announced by the referee, Tai Lin didn't even look at Pete, who was lying in a pool of blood. He retracted his sword, turned and left the ring indifferently.

Tailin won, and it took less than 10 minutes from the close match at the beginning to the crushing at the end.

Xia Feng under the stage looked dignified.

He could see that Pete obviously wanted to surrender aloud just now, but Tai Lin didn't give him a chance to speak, but cut him seriously when he was sure of winning.

The younger brother of the head of the Royal Knights doesn't seem to be as upright as his brother.

Of course, a game is a fight, and giving an opponent a chance is cruelty to oneself, but Xia Feng always feels that Tai Lin is a bit too much.

After the match, Guigui was a little frightened by the fierce battle, she turned her head to look at Xia Feng worriedly.

"Big Windmill, don't get hurt so badly."

Xia Feng smiled at her.

"Don't worry, my brother has become stronger now, and I've been injured no matter how serious it is, it's okay."

"Then you have to be careful."

"It's okay, but you shouldn't care about me now, you should care about Lord Xiao more, it's his turn to play in the next game."

Guigui turned to look at Xiao Yunye.

"Master Xiao, you have to work hard!"

Xiao Yunye stood up from his seat and said calmly.

"Xiao will come back as soon as he goes."

After all, he took the sword and walked towards the ring.

(End of this chapter)