Doomsday simulator, I prove extraordinary with swordsmanship

"Mr. Zhao, I didn't expect that we would meet again so soon."

On the other side, in Tie Guanlan's yard, a girl said with a smile.

This person is none other than the host of the talk show for Zhao Cheng back then. The girl's name is Jiang Qiaoya.

"indeed."

Zhao Cheng smiled warmly. At this time, it was in the morning, and the morning chill had just been dissipated by the sun, but it hadn't dissipated. It was blown by the wind, bringing a comfortable feeling.

At the same time, the withered and yellow leaves, and the unfallen dewdrops on them are also colorful in the sun, and the whole yard has a warm and gentle feeling at this moment.

At this time, Zhao Cheng was wearing a white kendo uniform. Although it was a little worn out, it was spotless. He stood in the yard, facing the sun, and the whole thing was filled with a sense of leisure.

As far as anyone could see at a glance, without prior knowledge, they would definitely never have imagined that such a leisurely young man was about to have a bloody battle.

Even at this time, some people watching this scene through the live broadcast room of the national TV station forgot for a moment that Zhao Cheng was going to compete with others, and it took a long time before he suddenly realized that he was doing it to watch What.

The main reason is that the style of painting is too inconsistent, and the atmosphere of life is too heavy.

Jiang Qiaoya looked at the young man in front of her at this time, and she was also surprised. In less than two months, the other party seemed to have changed.

During the last interview, she could still feel a strong feeling in the other party, but at this moment, she has completely transformed into a normal boy, becoming a young man here.

No matter how closely she looked, it was all on him, and she couldn't see anything extraordinary.

But this is what makes him even more extraordinary, because she knows how powerful he is.

The most outstanding person in the five thousand years of kendo, the future is destined to rule the mountains and rivers with the sword, and the reserve of the most powerful person who will determine the rise and fall of the country for a hundred years.

All these praises are undoubtedly extremely heavy, even enough to overwhelm some people.

But such an extraordinary person seems to be ordinary now, how inconceivable is this?

Before that, she had only vaguely heard that some powerful saints would turn into mortals after returning to their innocence.

Because from the sword master to the sword god, that leap is a leap to the sky. The previous practice was just climbing mountains. Even if it is difficult, there is a way to go, but there is no way to become a god. On the other hand, if you succeed, you will ascend to the sky, and if you lose, you will be smashed to pieces.

Therefore, there are many saints in the world, but there are not many gods.

But, Zhao Chenghuafan, it's too early!

At the age of seventeen, many young people are still in high school, but the other party has come to this step.

At this moment, she seems to vaguely understand why some people think that Zhao Cheng is the person with the greatest possibility of proving to be a god throughout the ages.

If someone like Zhao Cheng can't prove his position as a god, is it really possible for others to succeed? !

"Hello everyone, I'm Zhao Cheng. I didn't expect that I would be on TV again so soon."

After Zhao Cheng responded to Jiang Qiaoya, he waved his hand at the camera, and was even interested in interacting with the audience. It seemed that he had really turned into an ordinary boy of seventeen or eighteen who was on TV.

Following Zhao Cheng's words, barrages began to flash across the live broadcast room.

Such as, whether Boss Zhao is going to go on an outing or climb a mountain next time, what Zeus is still sitting quietly at this time, Zeus will lose in terms of mentality.

There are still quite a few knowledgeable people in the world. One needs to rely on meditation to adjust his state and accumulate energy, while the other acts as if nothing has happened, and still has the mood to interact with the audience.

The judgment was made immediately after the high school.

Even the few white coats who had been paying attention to Zhao Cheng's side all looked at each other at this moment.

"He's too relaxed, and his mental quality is too scary, isn't this person really only seventeen years old?"

Someone in a white coat said seriously.

"In Yanhuang, there is a word called playing badly. Could it be that he has already played badly and knows that he must lose, so it doesn't matter."

Someone answered and said something that he didn't quite believe.

As for the psychological quality, they are also professionals, and they have even seen some psychological quality data of mythological characters.

As far as Zhao Cheng's current performance is concerned, if it is not bad, then this kind of spiritual quality is already comparable to those characters who have half-stepped into the realm of mythology.

But if this is the case, it simply completely contradicts their research results over the years.

According to their research, if you want to live to death, that is, to have the psychological quality of a swordsman, you have to experience many lives and deaths, and then use willpower to overcome the instinct of fear of death, and at the same time let your body and spirit remember that feeling.

But the sage transcends life and death, so he has to experience the vicissitudes of life. This is Yanhuang’s saying. In the West, this step, according to their research, is to allow the spirit to receive enough beneficial spiritual information, that is, one thing to do The more you do, the more you get used to it.

Therefore, throughout the ages, almost no saints under the age of 30 have been seen. It is not that everyone is not talented, but that they are too young to have enough time to accumulate spiritual information.

Zhao Cheng is only seventeen now, and he is literally slapping them in the face with their years of research.

Originally, they had absolute confidence in Zeus, but at this moment, seeing Zhao Cheng in this state, their confidence was shaken.

And their leader also discovered this at this time, and even he himself was shaken, but this matter is not allowed.

So he immediately shouted: "So what if the mental quality is strong?"

"A swordsman is just a swordsman after all. If the power of the mind cannot be converted into real power, a bullet can kill him. Look at his body, which is weak and weak. In terms of strength, he is absolutely inferior to Zeus!"

As soon as this remark came out, it finally brought the others back to their senses, but even so, the seeds of doubt had already been planted.

Can Zeus really win?

Even if they don't show it on the surface, they can't help but have such thoughts in their hearts.

...

After another half an hour, the arena has been set up in a large open space. The whole is composed of pieces of high-strength alloy, a circle with a radius of ten meters.

There are no guardrails around, because crossing the line means losing.

At the same time, many high-power cameras have been fixed at various angles, but they want to capture every movement perfectly.

After that, Zhao Cheng and Zeus finally saw each other for the first time in reality.