"Come again."

"good!"

In anyone's mind, competition and hard work are two different things. However, Hong Yue, who is covered in blood, and Du Nan, who is not injured, are no longer like competition now. Hong Yue is completely desperate, trying to leave a little knife mark on the young master who doesn't even know his name. He doesn't remember how many times he's "defeated" and only remembers that he has never won once.

The other party said, 'If you meet me, you will win', but he just can't win once.

Ding Dang sounded.

The audience next to them couldn't bear it anymore.

"For the 46th time, he lost his weapon again. If he hadn't had a divine body, he could slowly recover from his injuries, he might have been bleeding and died. Is this guy really the emperor of the purple robe? Why does he feel weak..." Someone laughed slightly, and before he could finish his words.

"Stop!" Several people next to him shouted.

"Hmph, if you face Mr. Hong Yue, who is covered in blood, you can't even take a knife. Do you understand, the ignorant little green robe." One of them glared at the sarcaster fiercely.

In the minds of discerning people, it is not that Hong Yue is too weak, but that the other party is too strong.

No matter how Hong Yue swung his sword to move, the other party seemed to have known it before. Mu Zhi had been waiting for him in the most difficult position of Hong Yue to use. Even if he changed his moves in the middle, the other party had already expected it. This kind of competition was like a "arranged" in advance, and Hong Yue made moves according to the other party's wishes. Of course, a truly sensible warrior would not think so. The strong man in the purple robe and orange belt had no reason to cooperate with others to "act".

There is only one result in this: the young warrior has too high ability to "seek the enemy's initiative" and is at least ten times higher than Hong Yue.

Every move and every knife is as weak as a baby.

"Slow." Hong Yue fought hard on Du Nan and Ye Binghua suddenly hummed a word.

Everyone was surprised, but they didn't understand what it meant. Hong Yue also stopped and looked at Ye Binghua in surprise. Although the other party was a woman, he was also a companion of the young man in front of him. He must not be an ordinary person, and Hong Yue did not dare to take action for a while.

"You misunderstood. She told you to slow down, not to stop." Luo Qing smiled.

"Oh?" Hong Yue didn't quite understand.

When he took action, he couldn't help but slow down half a beat.

The seemingly desperate sword move seemed to be a little better than before. Hong Yue was also injured by a sword, but injuring him much less. In the eyes of outsiders, this is a coward's self-protection method. In the eyes of insiders, this "slow knife" seems to have a little effect. At least, Hong Yue has the opportunity to attack and is no longer led by the opponent.

After one knife, Hong Yue was also very surprised... The "slow" knife took effect.

I have a chance to make a move.

Next.

Hong Yue was still defeated with one sword, but his injuries became lighter and lighter. As the sword moves became slower and slower, there were almost no scars in the end. More than ten minutes later, when the sword was not picked up by a sword, Hong Yue almost burst into tears on the spot. He finally held back and took the opportunity to bow deeply to Ye Binghua to show his gratitude. At the same time, he did not let others see his excitement and tears.

"Your Excellency, please continue to give me advice." Hong Yue looked up again, and his confidence was replied on his face.

Du Nan smiled and said nothing.

The two continued to fight, and gradually, Hong Yue was able to use two or three moves. Everyone can see the result: Hong Yue has made progress! Although he didn't know what kind of progress this was, he became obviously different. He had a feeling of sublimation and transformation, regardless of his expression and demeanor.

After another ten minutes.

suddenly.

The silver bell broke off a wooden branch and threw it at Hong Yue like an arrow, snorting coldly: "Hurry!"

Hong Yue hurriedly caught it, but he didn't understand what it meant.

Unintentionally.

Turning his head to look at Luo Qing, as if seeking an answer.

Luo Qing smiled: "Mr. Hong. You have made some progress with your knife. But your mentality is not good now. Are you a little 'super'? You can only play a few moves with a person who is still and a person holding a wooden branch to be satisfied. Will this little progress make you complacent? The leader makes you quick, do you understand? Don't think you are a one-armed hero, and your other arm is a decoration?"

After a few words, Hong Yue was shocked.

In my heart, I was indeed a little "passionate". I forgot that I was the emperor of the purple robe and orange belt, and shouldn't be complacent to resist two or three moves.

With a clang.

Hong Yue threw away the long knife and removed another wooden branch.

"Slow...fast..." Hong Yue waved his hands, and only then did he realize that 'one slow and one fast' was not an easy thing. However, he also knew that if he could not do what the 'group leader' said, he would probably not be qualified to let the young warrior in front of him leave his seat.

Everyone around focused all their attention.

Both those who are wise and blind understand that now is the time to witness miracles.

Wave.

Hong Yue was both fast and slow, although he was very immature, but the stance was quite good. After a second, if everyone expected it, Hong Yue would splatter blood and fly back again. The young man sitting firmly with a smile did not care about this impure skill at all. Hong Yue slowly stood firm, and everyone stared wide, waiting for his next attack.

Then.

One minute passed, ten minutes passed, one hour passed...

Hong Yue's speed skills are becoming more and more proficient, and he can compete with young warriors for more than a dozen moves. However, he has never beaten a sword, and young warriors have always sat firmly on their feet.

"Let left and fast right." Luo Qing suddenly whispered.

Hong Yue paused slightly, feeling a little unresponsive. Because his current technique of "fast left and slow right" was completely the same as the prompts he heard.

Fight!

Whether right or wrong, Hong Yue once again easily changed his impure skills.

After being beaten for half an hour, Hong Yue finally did it... At this time, he heard Yinling humming: "High-right and fast attack!"

"oh……"

Subconsciously obeying orders, Hong Yue attacked with both hands.

When they were defeated in three moves, they heard Ye Binghua whispering: "Slow!"

Once again, Hong Yue forced himself to slow down. Although this reverse change made him feel like he vomiting blood, the defeat in front of him was saved. With a sudden change, the winning attack of the young man in front of him failed. Before he could think about the tactics, someone's voice sounded in his ears: "Fast left and slow right."

Hong Yue forced a counter-switch again.

Then.

"Two swords quick attack...left slow left and right fast...two swords quick defense...left attack and right defend...two swords slow defense...two swords slow attack..." Hong Yue completely entered the realm of "Huang Me". He listened to the command like a machine and tried to make moves. He fought for more than fifty moves. His body, which had lost too much blood and was exhausted, finally could not keep up with the command. He fell heavily under a sword-bouncer.

Lying on the ground and breathing heavily, Hong Yue felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.

These tactics are not their own achievements.

But.

It can be carved into its body like a carving. If it were time to go, it could be "extracted" through hard practice and take it for itself. In this battle, I also changed from a single-sword warrior to a double-sword warrior, and it was a sword master with fast and slowness... No, I can easily get a sword master. Thinking of my own benefits, Hong Yue hurriedly got up and bowed to Du Nan: "Thank you for your advice, haven't you asked your name Gao yet? If you have a chance in the future, Hong will definitely get some reward."

Du Nan smiled: "Hong Yue, how long will it take for us to go to Four Stars?"

Hong Yue was stunned and replied: "It takes about two months to sail back to you."

Du Nan smiled and said, "You have some talent, let's practice it another day. I want to know my name and wait until you can get my stool to stand up."

Hong Yue was overjoyed: "Thank you, Hong must do his best."

When everyone heard these words, they knew that this trip would not be boring. Or, this was also a good opportunity for them. Sometimes watching the battle is as important as participating in the battle, and it is a good time to improve themselves. Some people who hide the purple imperial robe want to ask for advice themselves. Fearing that the other party refuses, they couldn't help looking at Hong Yue, thinking that he might be able to help say good things.

the next day.

Hong Yue, who had been eating and drinking, regained his spirits. He waited early in the atrium of the manor. The Yinye Group, who had been practicing, also came out. Seeing everyone waiting around, they knew what everyone was thinking.

Du Nan ignored it.

Slowly sit down.

After lifting the wooden branches, he looked like "You attack casually".

Hong Yue looked at Luo Qing, but Luo Qing shook his head and smiled: "Mr. Hong. We won't talk anymore today, be careful. If you are afraid of pain, just step down by yourself. This is not a formal training, and no one stipulates that you must go into battle."

When Hong Yue heard this, he bowed: "Thank you for reminding me, Hong has no regrets even though he dies."

When you encounter such a good opportunity, don’t say “pain”, you can’t even retreat even if you ‘death’. Everyone no longer reminds you, and they also say that you have a certain combat power.

The other warriors also looked solemn.

A battle yesterday.

Rather than talking about Hong Yue's move, it is better to say that the young warriors and his companions competed. Today is different. Although Hong Yue experienced the battle yesterday, he himself did not have the same "eye" and "martial knowledge". Strictly speaking, he only learned to play chess, and he was still the level of a new rookie in layout and breaking the situation. Of course, this is for the young warriors in front of him. In front of others, Hong Yue was still the emperor in purple robe and orange belt.

No mention.

Hong Yue was once again in a situation of being beaten.

He could do "fast and slow", but he couldn't see what Du Nan wanted to do. At this moment, he barely did the "defense", but he had no clue at all. Soon, Hong Yue fell to the ground with blood again.

"Switch to another person, just stay tuned and see, slowly and clearly." Du Nan stopped and Muzhi pointed at another warrior.

The named warrior draws his sword in surprise.

moment.

He put back the magic sword and took out a wooden branch and stepped forward. He believed that he was not as good as Hong Yue, but he did not want to miss this opportunity. It is not embarrassing to be beaten by a stronger person. If he could have the "improvement" like Hong Yue, he would be happy to be moved to the blood pool for a year.

Surprisingly.

The second warrior who was a little weaker had to stand for more than ten moves before he retreated.

Even he was shocked by this result.

"Come on." Just as the warrior recalled his gains, Du Nan pointed to another weaker Red Belt Emperor.
To be continued...