"I will only contribute 20% of my strength. If you can't stop it, speak out as soon as possible."

Zhao Yige lowered his eyebrows slightly, held the eight-foot-long spear in his right hand, and thrust it out flatly.

The speed of the gun is not very fast, but the sound of roaring and whining can be heard endlessly. If you look closely, you can see that there is only a long gun in front of you, but it is clearly an army of thousands of horses!

It's like charging in front of the battle array, with thundering war drums, thousands of horses galloping, and a strong killing aura that almost fills the entire world.

Zhou Shu could no longer feel the quiet room at all. There was a fierce fighting in front of him, and the sound of killing was loud in his ears. It was as if he had been dragged into another space, a battlefield where fierce fighting was taking place.

Gun momentum.

Zhou Shu had never experienced this feeling before.

Zhou Shu deeply felt that no matter where he was, he could not escape this shot.

"Is this just 20% of the strength? The disciples of the aristocratic family are really much stronger than the cultivators of our sect."

Hao Ruoyan, who was standing in the corner, frowned unconsciously and couldn't help but worry about Zhou Shu. Although the shot was not aimed at her and she couldn't see the force of the gun, she also sensed the vast murderous intention in it.

Some can't stand it.

"Good shot."

Zhou Shu praised sincerely, holding the heavy golden sword in front of him, as calm as a mountain.

His face was calm, but he was very energetic in his heart. He quickly mobilized his spiritual power and doubled his concentration with his spiritual consciousness, looking for the specific landing point of the spear in the mighty sword movement. After all, the heavy gold sword was not a shield and could effectively defend the area.

It's not big, so you have to find the correct location before you can move.

As the spear got closer and closer, Zhou Shu's spiritual perception became clearer.

"Found it."

Zhou Shu paused secretly, then swung out the heavy gold sword and stabbed straight at the spear. He thought to himself, "You use 20%, but I don't use all my strength."

Containing it but not revealing it is the way to go.

The tide of spiritual power surged out, at the third level, then the fourth level, and finally at the fifth level. The heavy gold sword flashed with light and collided directly with the galloping spear.

Bang!

The spear suddenly stopped, but the momentum of the gun next to it did not stop, and continued to move forward. It surrounded Zhou Shu, and the sound of the clash of gold and iron horses, like thunder shaking the ground, kept ringing in his ears.

But Zhou Shu just ignored it and focused all his energy on the sword in his hand. He couldn't move even an inch against the spear.

The heavy gold sword was like the mainstay and was never overwhelmed by the huge force of the spear.

The gunfire suddenly stopped, and Zhao Yige put the gun back in his hand, with a hint of surprise on his face.

He looked at Zhou Shu, his arrogance subsided by three points, and admittedly said, "Yes, it is amazing that a Pulse Condensing Realm cultivator can achieve this level. I'm afraid the Pulse Condensing Realm disciples in your family are not as good as you."

Zhou Shu smiled. "The poster is so complimentary. I still have one more shot. Please take action."

Zhao Yige nodded slowly, "You asked me to be serious, pick it up, 60% strength."

60%, which triples the power at once, but it seems to be far more than that.

It looks like the same shot, but the speed and strength have obviously improved a lot. If the original thousands of troops were light cavalry with leather armor, now they are heavy cavalry with full iron armor, and they are not riding

The horses are all black cloud beasts of level three or above.

Densely packed with no gaps.

The killing intent was as solid as substance. It was boundless, and a layer of blood mist covered the sky and the earth, covering the sky and the earth.

And the force of the gun was like a vast surging black tide, and it arrived in front of Zhou Shu in an instant.

Before facing Zhou Shu, Zhao Yige still had the idea of ​​​​testing him, but now Zhao Yige knew that he could not be regarded as an ordinary Pulse Condensing Realm cultivator. He must seriously show his true ability, 60% of his true ability, and test.

20%, the effect is completely different.

The heavy gold sword was in front of him, the sword intention surged out like a sea, and he used the third transformation of the endless wave directly.

With the power of the magic weapon, the countless magic ants formed by the sword's will also formed a huge black tide, colliding with the sword's power.

For a while, it became a stalemate.

There were constant soft noises, and many demon ants attached themselves to the army horses, biting them fiercely, but most of the demon ants were directly knocked away by the army horses and continued to run towards Zhou Shu.

"This won't work. Zhao Yige's spiritual power level is much higher than mine, his spiritual consciousness is also higher than mine, and his spear power is stronger than my sword intention. If you just rely on magic weapons, you won't be able to hold on for long. You must find a way."

Zhou Shu looked solemn. The children of the aristocratic family in front of him were obviously not comparable to the fourth-order monsters. They were much stronger.

It is rumored that only the unworthy ones among the children of aristocratic families can join the world and enjoy the prosperity of the world, but Zhao Yige in front of him is obviously not like this.

In a desperate situation, he suddenly became quiet. The sounds around him seemed to have ceased to exist. The quiet room was not a quiet room, and the battlefield was not a battlefield. He entered a state of complete silence, with only himself, focusing to the extreme.

"Spiritual power, divine consciousness, sword intention..."

Zhou Shu's sword intention was almost complete, and the demon ants he transformed were almost indistinguishable from the real ones.

The third level of sword intention is that the sword turns according to the heart. Zhou Shu has been trying to figure it out. During the practice, he never leaves his hand with the sword and has touched some edges. However, there seems to be a layer of paper between him and he can't penetrate it.

"It's not difficult to attach spiritual consciousness to spiritual power, but there's still something missing when it comes to integrating it into the sword's will..."

He had never been able to figure that out, but when he saw Zhao Yige's gun power, he suddenly seemed to understand something.

Zhao Yige's spear art is inherited from ancient times. It does not rely solely on spiritual power and magic weapons, but also relies on the aura created by spiritual consciousness. Once the spear power is released, it is invincible.

At this point, his spear power and sword intention are exactly the same.

When Zhao Yige's spear is released, his spiritual consciousness can create an immersive momentum, like a real army of thousands of horses, completely trapping the opponent in it, similar to a special formation effect. This is what Zhou Shu

It's hard to think about. Although his sword intention can be transformed perfectly, the sword intention cannot be integrated with spiritual consciousness, and it is far from becoming powerful. When facing a powerful opponent, the opponent can easily avoid it. Compared with Zhao Yige,

, this point is obviously inferior.

The sword turns with the heart, and the environment is created by the heart. Only the sword's intention can be integrated with the spiritual power of the spirit. Wherever the sword's intention goes, the divine power will be created. By dragging the opponent into the momentum created by one's own heart, only then can one compete with Zhao Yige.

And now Zhou Shu definitely can't draw a sword with magic and power, his cultivation and spiritual consciousness are far behind, but as long as he touches the edge of the sword and can integrate his spiritual consciousness into the sword's intention, he can clearly use it.

The sword's intention is to see through the opponent's spear, find the weakness, and carry out targeted defense to block the spear.

He must do it.

"Isn't it possible? If you don't say anything, I won't hold back!"

Zhao Yige shouted loudly, but Zhou Shu seemed not to hear it, still focusing on the spear. He wanted to use the spear's momentum to understand the meaning of his sword.

Zhou Shu's clothes were torn apart and had been scratched by the gun. The wounds were all visible and blood was flowing out.

And he didn't realize it.

Zhou Shu didn't say anything, and Zhao Yige didn't hold back either. The power of the gun continued unabated and surged with mighty force.

Hao Ruoyan next to her looked nervous. She couldn't feel the power of the gun, but the solemn atmosphere made her a little breathless.

She is also in the Golden Core realm, but Zhao Yige, a member of this family, is much stronger than her. If she were to face such a spear, she would probably be unable to resist.

Suddenly, Zhou Shu moved and swung out the heavy golden sword. With the same gesture, the sword's intent was still surging.

Zhao Yige snorted coldly, saying that Zhou Shu was just hanging on for breath, and the gun was still moving forward to make him surrender completely.

Soon, he felt something strange.

The sword intent this time is a little different.

Under the impact of the sword intent, the force of the spear was like snow meeting the rising sun, showing signs of gradually dissolving.

His thousands of troops were surrounded by countless demon ants, bitten, and then slowly devoured. Now was the real stalemate stage, and no one seemed to be at a disadvantage.

"how so?"

Looking at Zhou Shu, Zhao Yige was puzzled. The situation had changed so quickly, which was unexpected.

Little did he know that Zhou Shu had made a breakthrough before the battle and had already understood the slightest hint of how the sword could turn according to his will. His spiritual consciousness was integrated into the sword's intention, and he could find the weakness of the gun's power and destroy it, thereby resisting his shot. (To be completed.)
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