But like this, when you reach a higher realm, you will find that the way forward is cut off.

It will never reach the level of Duan Xiyang, Xue Fuxiao and others.

This is also the reason why Duan Xiyang and others basically don’t have any auxiliary battle pets except their own weapons - they abandoned that from the beginning!

If Wu Shuang defeated Fang Che using this method, then Wu Shuang would never reach the top in this life.

If Wu Shuang still can't defeat Fang Che with this method, then Wu Shuang's life is basically over.

This is a very subtle psychology, but this kind of psychology is something that no one can change.

It is used as soon as it is raised. When should it be used? Use it at critical times. If you feel that you are no longer good, use it.

Then...the fighting spirit will be worn away little by little.

Dongfang Sansan shook his head and said with a smile: "Your worries are unnecessary."

"How?"

"Because the day Wu Shuang raised a battle pet, he was destined not to reach the top in his life."

Dongfang Sansan said calmly: "So I remind you... quickly change his direction and train him."

Yan Nan looked shocked.

He was enlightened and said: "Why did you remind me?"

"Because Wu Shuang is no longer a threat. And let me remind you, it has no effect."

Dongfang Sansan said calmly: "As for whether other young people should have war pets, you don't have any say. You can take care of Yan Beihan, that's good. You are also a person who has come from a young age, think about you

Myself, who could persuade you at that time? Can the stubbornness of young people be taught by the old world? "

"Only when they have suffered a lot of blood themselves will they know how to repent. After all, you will regret less when the book is used, and you will not know the difficulty until it has happened."

"So I told you, I reminded you, what can you do? What can you change?"

Dongfang Sansan asked with a smile.

"You're such a mouthful!"

Yan Nan was extremely depressed and said: "I shouldn't talk to you."

"Then let's see how the battle begins."

Dongfang Sansan looked at the field.

…

In the field, Wu Shuang was already locked in a fierce battle with Fang Che, and two figures, one black and one white, turned into two whirlwinds.

Sometimes black and white are clear, and sometimes they are directly rolled together, black and white billowing and rotating into a whole.

The number of times the swords crossed was very few.

Both of their moves were extremely delicate.

Fang Che is an improved version of the Hatian Dao plus the Feitian Dao plus the Futu Dao. When the evil aura and murderous intent bonus are not used, the perfect knife style is enough to cope with it.

Wu Shuang's sword technique is extremely light and delicate.

It is completely two extremes from the swordsmanship he showed before.

Both of their bodies were spinning at high speed, looking like twins fighting.

Feng Xiangdong and others stared, not daring to breathe.

When you meet an opponent in chess, you will meet a good talent!

Finally... in the chaos of black and white, black and white suddenly became clear. Wu Shuang and Fang Che retreated at the same time, and then their swords merged into one at the same time. The Sword of the Sun, brilliant and brilliant, appeared again, illuminating the world.

Wu Shuang's sword power also became explosive to the extreme. If Fang Che's sword was like the sun shining brightly, then Wu Shuang's sword was like a huge bomb that suddenly exploded.

The two collided wildly.

Blood suddenly splashed into the blue sky.

Immediately, both of them seemed to be drunk, spinning and retreating.

Every time Fang Che retreated, blood spurted out from his shoulders and abdomen.

Every time Wu Shuang retreated, blood flew from his chest and head.

Both of them were injured. Obviously, Wu Shuang's injury was in a fatal location, but Fang Che was not. Moreover, the blood stains on Wu Shuang's side were obviously much more than those on Fang Che's side.

During the second round of spinning and retreating, Wu Shuang shook his sleeves, and a cloud of black smoke suddenly emerged, rolling and spreading, covering the battlefield.

In the stands, Yan Nan sighed slightly.

It is clear that this descendant of the Wu family has become useless again.

In the black smoke, three black shadows flashed like ghosts, like three thin needles, heading straight for Fang Che at a speed that exceeded the flow of light.

Fang Che's sense of crisis completely emerged.

The footsteps suddenly stopped, the sword light suddenly became louder, the shocking air made a 'buzzing' sound, and all the evil and murderous aura erupted at the same time!

In the field, a tragic ancient battlefield suddenly appeared, and the door to the netherworld suddenly opened.

Hate the sky and have no eyes, launch with all your strength.

While attacking, the whole body is protected from the elements.

He just retreated and spun on purpose, he stopped when he said he wanted to.

I just felt that there seemed to be some small obstacle in the sword's power.

But then it disappeared.

Fang Che immediately threw away the knife in his hand. His body was like an arrow leaving the string, and he suddenly retreated eight feet, out of the range of the black smoke. His body spun in the air and stretched, like an eagle dancing high in the sky or a roc spreading its wings.

Suddenly, seven streams of light flashed through the black smoke.

Thirteen fatal swords!

The skill of flying knives finally reappears in the world.

This move is the seven stars in the sky!

Wu Shuang's body was spinning. At this time, his mind was full of energy but his strength was insufficient. Moreover, his eyes were blocked by the thick black smoke and he could not see the opponent's attack at all.

Puff puff puff...

Wu Shuang's left shoulder, right shoulder, left leg and right leg were stabbed at the same time, with transparent holes and blood spurting out.

The four flying knives penetrated the body and swept through the air with blood lines, then returned to Fang Che's hands.

But the three flying knives flying towards the forehead, throat, and heart were held in Yun Du's hands.

"What a powerful flying knife."

Yundu's eyes changed when he looked at Fang Che.

How come this guy is still hiding so much after being beaten until now?

"It's even more powerful here."

Fang Che's knife has been thrown away.

The entire knife was completely black.

He pointed with the tip of his sword to the spot between the two of them where the black smoke had cleared. There, there were still nine needle-sized insects wriggling on the ground.

This was something Wu Shuang released. The moment he approached Fang Che, he was cut into three pieces by Fang Che's sword.

But he is not dead yet and is still squirming.

"Sky Poison Nematode!"

Yundu stepped forward and took a look, and couldn't help but change his expression.

The Sky Poison Nematode feeds on essence and blood, growing up with its master until it reaches its extreme level, becoming invulnerable and moving almost as fast as a streamer.

Once it bites someone, the whole body will turn into pus and blood and die.

Even if it hits something, this thing will definitely not work.

For example, Fang Che's knife now.

It was pitch black.

And there was also a faint black smoke.

Seeing the knife that Fang Che threw on the ground, Feng Xiangdong and others trembled with excitement and turned pale.

If he were in Fang Che's place, I'm afraid that he and the others would have turned into pus and blood by now.

Because, ask yourself, they will never abandon their weapons.

Fang Che stood far away, holding his breath and said: "Senior, give me my flying knife."

Yun Du threw the flying knife over casually and said, "I'm just curious, how did you think of throwing away your knife in the first place?"

Fang Che said calmly: "It's nothing, just throw it away first. If there is no problem, I will pick it back up. Anyway, I have won; if there is a problem, I can save my life. It's very simple."
To be continued...