Chapter 1104

From the beginning, there was no distinction between high and low in any thing and thing, but when there was another thing and thing and there was a comparison, everything was high and low - just like Zola at the moment, he was absolutely proud of his command of the New Holy Knights, because he could gain the trust of that adult in the holy mountain, He is the only one who can command two thousand people.

And this, of course, is a supreme honor, enough to make anyone proud!

However, at this moment, this pride was forcibly removed. At this moment, Zola has felt a burning pain on her cheek, which is like being slapped in the face by dozens of people - the longest time he had commanded the New Holy Knights to stop the shack dragon was only ten minutes, and the shorter time was less than two minutes, When Anwar took over the command, such time was virtually prolonged; This group of New Holy Knights has blocked the dragon of shack for 15 minutes, and this is not the longest. The previous group began to "collapse" in 20 minutes.

Yes, it's' collapse '!

Under the command of Anwar, the New Holy Knight Commander in a group of five seems to fight separately, but in essence, he is mixed into one. He is more than a little better than his command - at least, he can't command the new holy knight leaders to stop with their arms and thighs when the blade of the shack dragon strikes, and then continue to fight, Until the limbs are completely broken, the residual body will also be used to create opportunities for the remaining four people until they completely collapse.

Never let him

Zola stood there and looked at the back of Anwar's commander. Her face was gloomy and her eyes were more and more murderous - Zola had thought of some things that would happen after Anwar's promotion; The other party's boss will always be inexplicably "unlucky", or simply he has made meritorious accusations and stepped on the boss's body.

You were going to do the same to me before?

Hum!

The cold hum sounded in the bottom of her heart, and then Zola took back her eyes. His eyes again focused on the dragon of shack. The gloom on his face gradually disappeared, leaving only an undisguised surprise - he knew that if he continued like this, even if he could return to the holy mountain, he would be punished by the adult and retreat from his current position.

For Zola, if he takes off from his current position, he will undoubtedly lose everything.

And he absolutely doesn't want to accept such a fact!

This is about to face the unacceptable facts. The cardinal Zola can't help worrying about gain and loss. He lowers his head and carefully considers his retreat, and his eyes once again pass over Anwar's back.

Maybe

Suddenly, a method appeared in Zola's mind, and quickly completed. Thinking of the pride, Zola couldn't help smiling at the corners of her mouth.

……

The blade of the long sword rubbed against the chest, and a trace of blood appeared on the chest. Before the blood flowed out, ye Qi's Yan magic knife cut to the right, cutting off the attacker's arm and head. At the same time, his head did not turn back. His wrist turned over, and Yan magic knife stabbed back, stabbing the other pseudo Holy Knight Commander behind him, And there was another wound on his back.

Compared with the skin rubbing injury on the front chest, this injury is undoubtedly much more serious. The skin and flesh have turned up. Although there is no deep bone, it also needs needle and thread suture to solve it if you go to the hospital; Ye Qi didn't care about this at all. He leaned forward and lay on gronin's back. The anti stabbing Yan magic knife directly drew a knife curtain on his back and cut off all the three arms of the remaining three pseudo Holy Knights.

On Ye Qi's already scarred back, three scars were added again. They were not scratches, but puncture wounds. Although they did not pierce the body in the traditional sense, they also went deep into the muscles. The blood flowed straight down Ye Qi's back and down the solid muscle lines, gathering together with the blood residues left before.

Poof! Poof! Poof!

Ye Qi patted gronin on the neck, and the latter rushed forward. After the other party's three arms holding the sword were cut off, he stabbed three owls and killed the three pseudo Holy Knights directly; Then, he took out a bottle of therapeutic medicine from the [higher dimensional bag], drank half of it, and made the other half fall on his back - the legendary physique [physique] is undoubtedly strong. Ye Qi once again learned the meaning contained in the discourse of the system description.

"Physique (legend): with this physique, even if you are naked, you can make any heavy armor and special armor people feel ashamed, and the constant physical strength will make them feel ashamed. Do you want to fight naked and fight for blades and bullets without damage? The legendary constitution makes you get what you want! "

Yeqi is now just like the description, shirtless and fighting for the blade; Although there was no damage, the endless stream of physical strength and resilience made him want to roar up to the sky - although Ye Qi didn't count in detail how many scars he had on his body since the previous battle, the blood was shocking to himself; Originally, in Yeqi's mind, the passage of blood will make him have to turn back and rest on the way; But until now, he has killed more than 100 opponents, and there is still no abnormal reaction.

The passage of blood will certainly affect me, but in the recovery of legendary [physique], this impression is unconsciously reduced

However, if you touch the limit of recovery, you will still become "out of strength"!

Ye Qi felt the coolness from the wound behind him, and his mind was also clear - he was not confused by the resilience shown by the legendary [physique]. Although the strength of the legendary [physique] has been proved, the legendary [physique] is not an "immortal body" after all.

Perhaps, at a certain moment, the legendary [physique] can be promoted to that level, but it is definitely not now.

Moreover, perhaps at the moment, in their eyes, I am not 'immortal'?

Looking at the commander of the pseudo holy knight in a group of five who rushed up again, ye Qi took a deep breath and welcomed him again - since the previous battle, ye Qi has changed the original battle mode from his most used "calculation method" to "exchanging injury for life".

In this way, at the beginning, ye Qi was not used to it, and even always dodged subconsciously. Then, it turned into an ordinary parry, which was forced to be entangled by the pseudo holy knight commanders in a group of five; But with the passage of time, ye Qi, who is more and more familiar, has found his own fighting rhythm.

A very addictive fighting rhythm!

Every time ye Qi trades for each other's life at a very small price, he has an inexplicable pleasure. It is different from the satisfaction of "calculation method" to win without injury. This is a completely different feeling. However, both of them are with a trace of joy——

If it had been the way to kill with a fatal blow

Well, I'm also the way to kill now. I just trade injury for injury

Moreover, compared with before, it is more direct!

The teacher once said that the most direct way of fighting is the most deadly!

Ye Qi, with his eyes slightly narrowed, looked at the leaders of the pseudo Holy Knights in a group of five getting closer and closer. He couldn't help thinking of a confrontation with the teacher, which was the day before he was ready to leave the teacher and become a demon hunter.

Yeqi remembers very clearly that after the so-called celebration party, his slightly drunk teacher started the last training course: actual combat.

The actual combat this time is different from the battle of practicing swords in the past, but a real weapon; The result, of course, is self-evident - after only two moves, ye Qi was beaten by his teacher.

"Do you know where you lost?"

This is what old John asked after he beat him several times with the ridge of his sword; While he rubbed the medicine, he shook his head in the teasing eyes of the profiteer - this is a fact. At the beginning, he thought he could last longer, and made various plans to deal with sudden changes; However, when the battle began, Yeqi lost before he recovered.

Even I don't know where I lost.

"I don't know!"

Yeqi said helplessly.

"You think too much, so much that you can't give full play to your strength!"

Old John drank his own rum, looked at his disciples with his drunken eyes and said, "did you make a lot of plans for this fight to deal with all kinds of emergencies?"

"Yes!"

Yeqi nodded.

"Stupid guy!"

Old John patted his disciples on the head, and then shouted, "fighting is changing rapidly. The way of making plans before the war... Hum, who do you think you are?"

"However, most battles can be simulated, and the other party's fighting mode is determined by his own fighting style. Then, he gives corresponding plans, deciphers the other party's fighting mode one by one, and finally wins!" Ye Qi is not convinced of his teacher's statement, and he sticks his neck and mouth.

"It seems reasonable, but do you really think everyone will cooperate according to your fighting style? There are more than one or two people who don't want to die in this world! Do you really want to encounter such existence..." before old John finished his words, the profiteer came up and looked at Ye Qi, who was bruised and swollen, and said with a bad smile: "Who makes our Yeqi a cautious guy? Your instinctive fighting style is certainly not suitable for him!"

"If you can't face death, even if you exist with outstanding skills, you will only be tied up in the end!"

Old John took a bad sip of wine and looked at his disciples with helpless eyes.

"The victory of skills is also good! At least you won't make yourself embarrassed!"

As he spoke, the profiteer patted Ye Qi on the shoulder - of course, there was a bruise pulled out by the sword ridge on his shoulder; so the next moment, ye Qi bared his teeth and opened the profiteer's hand, looked at each other fiercely, but the profiteer shrugged his shoulders and looked innocent: "I'm on your side!"

"Face death?"

Ye Qilian snorted, looked at his teacher again and asked.

"Yes, face death! If you can't face death, the knife in your hand is still rusty!" old John answered for his disciples. He put down the wine bottle in his hand, then looked at the dim light on the roof and continued: "Death is something worthy of fear and awe, but when you wield a knife again, you should not fear and awe, but let your opponent fall into such a dilemma!"

"If you want to do this, you must face death directly! This is also the road you want to take - in the heavy plan, keep tempting, find the weakness of the other party, and kill the other party with one blow; or..."

Or, more directly, exchange the smallest injury for each other's death!

This is also the way to kill!

Different from your choice, but still in line with the way of killing!

Old John's voice echoed in Yeqi's mind, and then he subconsciously read out word by word, and the new group of five pseudo holy knight commanders was close at hand——

My fear of death makes me unable to look directly at death!

Facing the leader of the pseudo holy knight who arrived first, ye Qi also waved a knife at the moment when the other party waved his sword; then, there was a blood groove on his shoulder, and the other party was cut off.

Even now, because I am the support of legendary [physique] and the blessing of various spells and blood vessels, I will choose the practice of exchanging injury for life.

Because I know I won't die.

This is not that I chose to look directly at death, but another specious escape!

Once again, when the four cross swords attacked together, Yeqi instinctively chose to avoid, and then chose one of the pseudo holy knight commanders to continue to trade injury for life.

If it were a teacher, what would he do?

What can happen after looking directly at death?

Ye Qi's chaotic thoughts kept appearing in his mind, but the Yan magic knife in his hand didn't stop, chopping and cutting the chain, and the wounds on his body kept increasing, while the other party's pseudo Holy Knight Commander fell from the air one by one; this situation lasted until the sun tilted West.

Once again, ye Qi did not wait for a new group of five after killing a group of pseudo Holy Knights in a group of five. He patted gronin on the neck, quickly left the battlefield and returned to the place agreed with Ava - a mound about two kilometers away from the place in the morning.

Yeqi jumped off the horse and rested at will. Gronin sat cross legged - the thought suddenly appeared in the battle has become a mess. Yeqi felt that he had to sort it out. Otherwise, such confusion really made him uncomfortable.

I chose to make a critical strike in the way of combat, which is undoubtedly the same as making a critical strike with injury for life now!

Are in each other's weaknesses, looking for a gap!

Compared with my habitual way, it is undoubtedly more simple and labor-saving.

However, this way is based on the premise that I choose to trade injury for life. Once this mode collapses, it is not as good as my habitual fighting mode.

If I want this model not to collapse, I must do what the teacher said to face death; no matter what the opponent is, I have the belief that I will die with the enemy!

Ye Qi, who sat down and thought, straightened out the relationship between the chaotic thoughts in his mind, but did not solve the most fundamental problem——

But how can I face death?

The fear of death, I am instinctively resisting, this is the truth!

If I erase such instincts, what's the difference between me and those pseudo Holy Knights?

Moreover, what the teacher said about facing death directly is obviously not such a state of "knowing nothing about death", but we need to understand the meaning, but be able to face it calmly.

Just, so calm

A simulated scene reappeared in Yeqi's mind——

There are five enemies whose strength is almost the same as mine. They have been forced into a desperate situation

Yeqi also did such a simulation last night. However, compared with yesterday, today's "simulation" is more "real". He divided the strength of each enemy into his own level, and then set up a special environment like a "challenge arena" surrounded by cliffs.

Well, I should

Jump off a cliff!

Almost instinctively, ye Qi came up with this idea from the bottom of his heart. As soon as this idea appeared in his mind, ye Qi couldn't help laughing bitterly - in such a situation of death, escape must be the best way, but it's not what he can use at the moment.

Can't escape, I want to face death!

Face death!

Yeqi almost hypnotized and said to himself, and then started the simulation in his mind again.

However, such a simulation was obviously not smooth, that is, more than ten seconds later, ye Qi smiled bitterly and shook his head again - although he did not choose to jump off the cliff at the beginning, this simulation seemed to be a lingering shadow in Ye Qi's mind. Whenever he thought about how to deal with it, This idea will come out quietly.

This state lasted until the sun set completely, without any progress.

PS first change ~ ~ ~ timing~~~

It's going to hurt my back more... I'm really going to burst into tears... Alas, is it too long for decadence