Tomorrow's Ark is too real

Chapter 984 Too Cool To Breathe
"It's useless, Xia Feng, you can't hide."

Faced with Ying Wulan's repeated pressing, Xia Feng felt that this matter seemed not so easy to get past.

Ying Wulan is not a hot-blooded stunned young man, it is not so easy to give up on what has been decided, and the most important point is that Ying Wulan does not believe that he has lost his strength.

And the most important thing is that Ying Wulan is really accurate at seeing people.

In the courtyard, Ying Wulan stared closely at Xia Feng with half-closed eyes, as if trying to see through him completely.

"You are covering up, you have been covering up since the day, Xia Feng, why don't you dare to face me face to face."

Xia Feng clenched his fists.

"I'm scared, okay?"

"No."

Ying Wulan looked around the yard again.

"You are not afraid of me, but you are afraid of death, right?"

Seeing that Xia Feng didn't answer, Ying Wulan continued.

"You are afraid of death, no, to be precise, you are afraid of losing, afraid of losing your current peaceful life, Xia Feng, you are running away."

Xia Feng is strong and calm.

"Oh, escape?"

Ying Wulan was right, he was indeed afraid of death, but so what?

If fear of death is also a mistake, then there will be few living people in this world.

Everyone is working hard to survive, because as long as you die, you have nothing.

And taking a step back, the only thing he couldn't accept was Ying Wulan saying that.

Is he afraid of death?
The answer is, afraid, not afraid.

He is afraid of dying because of some trivial things, such as challenging sea monsters, or various accidents.

But if it's for those important people, he doesn't care at all, because that's why he came to this world.

Compared with Ying Wulan, who puts life and death aside for self-satisfaction, he is not so selfish, so he is "afraid of death", he is afraid of dying because of this neurotic provocation.

The demeanor of showing weakness gradually disappeared, and a layer of frost seemed to appear on Xia Feng's face.

"Escape, what right do you have to say about me?"

Seeing Xia Feng's slightly angry look, Ying Wulan seemed very satisfied.

"It's a good momentum. It would be even better if it's not just talking about it, but showing real skills."

Facing Ying Wulan's provocation, Xia Feng squeezed out three words from his mouth.

"You do not deserve."

"Heh, if you don't try, how will you know if you are worthy or not?"

After that, Sakura Takelan put his hand on the handle of the Sakura Knife.

Seeing this action, Xia Feng's heart sank. Sure enough, this guy still wanted to do it.

Xia Feng held the Shenyue Saber with his left hand at the same time, raised his attention to the limit, and adopted a defensive posture to wait for Ying Wulan to attack.

Seeing this state, Ying Wulan showed a hint of disappointment.

Perhaps in the eyes of a person of his level, Xia Feng's posture of holding the knife is completely like a vegetable island.

"boom!"

There was a muffled sound, and an afterimage was left at Ying Wulan's previous position, and the next second, the Sakura long knife was already very close to Xia Feng.

Faced with this lightning-fast speed, Xia Feng gritted his teeth and immediately swung his knife to block.

"Shh!"

However, the raised Shenyue sword did not touch anything, and the Yingwu long sword disappeared out of thin air like a phantom.

Then, there was a cold touch on the neck.

At the same time, there was also Ying Wulan's disappointed voice.

"I thought you were going to be serious, but I didn't expect that you were kidding me."

Obviously, the gap in saber skills has reached an unmatched level. At this moment, his injuries have recovered, but even so, he still can't catch a single move.

If Ying Wulan wanted to kill him just now, he would already be dead.

A drop of cold sweat oozed from Xia Feng's forehead, feeling the blade on his neck, swallowed his saliva unconsciously.

It was a risky bet, but he was right.

In the case that he did not draw out the black power to fight with all his strength, Ying Wulan would not kill him.

"Oh shit!"

Xia Feng roared, ignoring the sharp blade on his neck, he turned around and slashed.

"Shh!"

This time, what he cut was still only the afterimage of Ying Wulan, the long gown brushed by, and the person had retreated to the center of the courtyard.

Adjusting his breathing, Xia Feng put aside the distracting thoughts in his mind, and simulated in his mind the sad autumn and rain that Master Xiao once taught him.

Afterwards, he fixed his eyes on Ying Wulan in the distance, concentrated a little, and stepped forward to cut.

"Sorrowful Autumn and the Rain!"

Seeing this move, Ying Wulan's mood fluctuated for the first time, just like before when Ying Wu Shi Yelang saw Xia Feng performing slow motion in the yard.

But soon, the surprise was replaced by a smile.

"Oh, interesting."

Facing Xia Feng's move, which was shaped like an autumn wind and slashed like a rainstorm, Ying Wulan didn't dodge anything, but gently closed his eyes.

The mystery of the sad autumn and rain is that the truth is mixed, and it is difficult to distinguish between the true and the false. Xia Feng holds the Shenyue Saber tightly, and his figure arrives in a flash, without fancy movements, and the blade cuts directly at Ying Wulan's face.

"Shh!"

The first slash was immediately closed, obviously false, but facing this seemingly thunderous slash, Ying Wulan did not dodge in any way.

Even though the blade was almost stuck to his face, he didn't even open his eyes.

Obviously, the moment Xia Feng made his move, he had already seen through that the first knife was false.

In the blink of an eye, the second strike has already been made.

"Shh!"

Similarly, Ying Wulan still did not move this knife, and this knife was also false.

All this happened at the moment when even the thinking ability of the brain could not be synchronized. After the two feints were done, Xia Feng's third strike came.

This time, Ying Wulan's eyebrows finally twitched.

Just when the Shenyue Knife was about to hit, the Cherry Blossom Knife suddenly swung up at a speed several times faster than that of Sad Autumn Liyu, and hit the handle firmly.

"Ding!"

Shocked by the huge force, Xia Feng's entire arm went numb for an instant, and the next second, the Shenyue Saber flew out of his hand and was lifted high into the air.

At the same time, Ying Wulan withdrew her right hand holding the knife, turned her left hand into a palm, and lightly hit Xia Feng's chest.

This palm looked as light as drizzle, but the power it contained was enough to crush rocks.

"Hey!"

With a muffled sound, Xia Feng seemed to hear the sound of his ribs breaking, and a mouthful of blood spewed out, and then his whole body flew out like a cannonball.

"boom!"

The thin body shattered the large water tank in the yard, and then continued to fly out, hitting a wooden pillar of the arbor.

The entire pergola collapsed.

Just relying on pure sword skills, the gap between him and Ying Wulan is that of a giant and a baby, even if he uses the sad autumn rain that Master Xiao taught him.

And aside from sword skills, Ying Wulan's physical strength is also abnormally strong. After decades of practice, it can be said that he has created a body of steel.

"Wow!"

Crouching on the ground like a caterpillar, Xia Feng held his overwhelmed chest and spit out another big mouthful of blood.

With the last palm, he felt as if he had been hit by a train. If his body hadn't been so strong, he might have died straight away.

This palm is really cool, really, it's so cool that I can't breathe.

(End of this chapter)