The more you have, the less you know how to cherish it. Isn’t this exactly what young people like Lin Ze are talking about?

Just as the younger you are, you always waste time unscrupulously, which is precious to everyone, but the older you are, the more you cherish and care about every day.

Wan Hai consumed his physical energy extremely stingily, which was in sharp contrast to Lin Ze.

As time went by, Lin Ze's speed slowed down again,

This time, just like last time, Lin Ze pulled back after a fierce attack.

This time, like last time, Wan Hai blocked Lin Ze's fierce attack and stood calmly on the spot.

This time, Lin Ze's expression changed,

Becoming a little strange, a little regretful, even, a little disappointed,

The changes in Lin Ze's expression were very subtle and fleeting. If you didn't distinguish carefully, you wouldn't have been able to see so many expressions flashing across his face in an instant.

But Wan Hai had made up his mind from the beginning, so how could he miss Lin Ze's expression full of information?

Did his forbearance make him wonder, make him regretful, let him down?

This is exactly what Wan Hai wants, and what Wan Hai has been waiting for.

He slowly raised the blade, stared at Lin Ze calmly, and said word by word: "Come on, young and strong man."

He still didn't plan to take the initiative to attack unless Lin Ze wanted to take the opportunity to recover his physical fitness.

But will he let Lin Ze rest?

impossible,

If Lin Ze really wants to rest, Wan Hai will give him the most violent attack. Even if Wan Hai knows that even if Lin Ze is given enough rest time, he will not be able to recover, but he still will not easily give Lin Ze time to rest.

really,

Lin Ze didn't take much rest. He just gasped a few times and then stabbed with the knife again.

A sneer appeared on Wan Hai's lips. As he wished, Lin Ze did not rest.

Wan Hai even knew that Lin Ze couldn't rest. He was already on the barbecue. Now he could only take the initiative to attack, and he could only attack crazily. Only in this way could he have the chance to stab himself or seriously injure himself. ,

rest,

With his current physical strength, how long can he last?

Is he sure he can resist his own attack? Is he sure he can resist his own offensive?

Wan Hai resisted lightly. The more he fought, the slower Lin Ze's speed became. Even the intensity of the attack was significantly reduced.

Wan Hai could see that Lin Ze could not deliberately seduce him at this moment. The weakness he showed was reasonable and expected.

If all of Lin Ze's performance at this moment was deliberately created, then Wan Hai could only say one thing: Lin Ze is already a strong master of breaking the mirror. He does not need to seduce him at all. He can completely defeat him with his terrifying fighting power.

Since it was not a deliberate temptation, there was only one answer. At this moment, Lin Ze was indeed exhausted.

Has this young and peerless strongman finally given out?

Is this Lin Tianwang's only son finally no longer full of huge aggression?

Has this strong man who caused Wan Hai the most headaches among the younger generation finally started to show signs of weakness?

Wan Hai felt a little happy, but his strong heart kept him calm enough.

He is waiting,

He is still waiting,

Waiting for the best opportunity, waiting for the best chance to counterattack,

As soon as he counterattacked, he would knock Lin Ze down.

As soon as he counterattacked, Lin Ze would not have the chance to get up.

He could kill Lin Ze as soon as he counterattacked.

He wants,, he wants to wait,

Whoosh whoosh whoosh,

Lin Ze struck out several swords like lightning, but Wan Hai parried them down accurately. The power coming from the blade was not difficult to distinguish. Lin Ze's power had reached a certain level. Even the explosive power that Wan Hai was quite afraid of could not be detected. It's been going down in a straight line, and it's no longer as cautious as it was before.

bite,

After a fierce attack, Lin Ze repeated his old trick and stepped back again.

Only this time, his retreat speed was obviously slower, too slow, too slow, too slow, too slow, too artificial,

He retreated, but Wan Hai still did not take the initiative to attack. He just stared at Lin Ze carefully, at Lin Ze's facial expressions, and at every detail of his body.

Just now, was he waiting for him to fight back?

Just now, was he planning to wait for him to fight back before giving him a heavy blow?

In fact, Lin Ze is much less dangerous to Wan Hai at this moment. Even if Wan Hai followed Lin Ze's wishes just now, Lin Ze would not have much chance to cause harm to Wan Hai.

But Wan Hai was unwilling,

As long as he can win, Wan Hai doesn't care about the process.

But if he could make the process as beautiful as possible, he would still do it. What's more, any battle is full of uncertainties. Wan Hai is not an overly unrestrained and impulsive person. How could he know that Lin Ze had a backup plan? , and rushed forward forcefully,

He gave up this opportunity to hit Lin Ze hard,

But his opportunity has come,

He stared at Lin Ze indifferently, suddenly raised the blade in his hand, and said to Lin Ze, who was slightly stooped, "Why don't you come yet?"

Lin Ze stared at Wan Hai with complex eyes, murmuring slightly at the corners of his lips, and said nothing.

"I won't come." Wan Hai shouted loudly, "Then I will come."

Here he comes,

It was like a ghost shooting towards Lin Ze, waving the dark saber in his hand and stabbing Lin Ze in the chest.

How should Lin Ze, whose physical fitness was declining rapidly, resist this blow?

Wan Hai tried to analyze it from Lin Ze's perspective, but the answer he came up with was, a dead end.

However, Wan Hai is not Lin Ze after all. If he thinks it is a dead end, is it really a dead end?

When Wan Hai swooped in, Lin Ze's eyes, which were slightly confused due to excessive physical exertion, finally glowed with a bright color, a strange bright color.

Whoosh,

The saber stabbed at Lin Ze's chest like a laser,

If one hit, Lin Ze would be killed on the spot.

So, should he hide or hold up his knife to block?

Do you choose one of the two?

Lin Ze didn't choose, he chose the third way,

When his cloudy eyes suddenly lit up, he raised his left hand boldly and resolutely,

Puchi,

When Wan Hai's saber stabbed at his heart, he stretched out his left hand and grabbed the saber fiercely.

But how could he easily grasp that sharp saber?

The saber penetrated his palm, reaching the handle, and the back of his hand penetrated most of the blade, which looked particularly ferocious and terrifying.

snap,

When the saber penetrated Lin Ze's already scarred palm, the five fingers of his rough left hand that gave people a strong sense of security grasped the handle of the knife tightly.

"hey-hey…"

Wan Hai frowned, but Lin Ze laughed strangely, with a madman-like sneer flashing across his face.

Whoosh,

He raised his right hand, raised the blade of his right hand,

Puchi,

In desperation, Wan Hai suddenly raised his breath and pulled out the saber that was tightly held by Lin Ze. Blood seeped out from Lin Ze's palm, but Wan Hai ignored it and raised the blade in his hand.

However, no matter how fast he was, how could he follow Lin Zebi, who had been waiting for this moment from the beginning?

Lin Ze thought of every detail, including the pain of his palm being penetrated, so at this moment, he could bear the huge pain and calmly stab out the handleless knife in his right hand.

Puchi,

The blade of the knife penetrated Wan Hai's chest. Wan Hai, who had no time to block, was in pain and suddenly raised the knife and slashed at Lin Ze's right arm, trying to stop Lin Ze from continuing to go deeper.

Wow,

Bang,

Two groups of blood flowers bloomed from Lin Ze's wrist and Wan Hai's chest respectively, which were alluring and eye-catching.
To be continued...