Wang Xuebing did not intend to kill Xu Sancai. Only when Wang Long found that he was not an opponent would he completely eliminate the shadow in his heart. [】If he only killed him, it would seem to have solved the temporary inner demon, but there might be psychological barriers when he advanced. Wang Xuebing secretly investigated for a while and knew that he went to the weapon refining workshop regularly, so he intercepted it on this path he must pass.
Wang Xuebing is only a level 2 fire fighting division, but the fighting division condensed the battle energy spiral, and the fighting division became more solid, and its strength, speed, recovery power, etc. were far superior to that of ordinary warriors. Moreover, the fighting division could condense the battle energy in a local position on the surface of the body to improve its offensive and defensive ability. Therefore, he did not see Xu Sancai in his eyes, and even did not take weapons.
Seeing Wang Xuebing blocking the middle of the mountain road, Xu Sancai certainly understood that the other party had bad intentions and immediately drew out his sword. Facing an enemy with unknown background, he did not dare to slack off. As soon as he came up, he was ready to use his strongest sword-stinging technique. Although Wang Xuebing smiled disdainfully when he drew out the sword, he also used his fighting spirit to prepare.
The moment Wang Xuebing's combat energy was running, Xu Sancai confirmed that his opponent was a warrior. Although the other party did not take a weapon, he did not dare to look down on the slightest. He held the sword in his hand and asked, "Is this friend who is here to stop me for some reason? I don't remember when I offended you. Could it be that as your warrior, he would still be instructed by others?"
Wang Xuebing did not intend to kill Xu Sancai, so he naturally would not let him understand the reason. He snorted coldly: "Boy, there is no such nonsense. There is no reason in this world. Strength is everything. Today I want to teach you a lesson."
Xu Sancai stopped talking and slowly walked towards Wang Xuebing step by step. When he was five meters away from the opponent, he rushed forward suddenly, stabbing the opponent with a long sword in his hand. The sword turned around and turned around, and his moves were complicated. He was not really attacking, but for testing. He had never fought with a combat division, and did not understand the opponent's strength, so he naturally did not dare to advance.
Wang Xuebing was just standing there casually. When Xu Sancai's sword attacked, his body did not move. His right fist, which was hanging on the side of the body, swung rapidly to the side of the sword. Although the sword moves were complicated, the attack speed was inevitably a little slow. His fist was extremely fast, and there was a red light flashing faintly on his fist, but it was an angry fist of fire-type technique.
Fire is fierce and violent, and the Angry Fist is a combat skill that uses the violent nature of the flame. The warrior can already achieve the initial release of the fighting spirit. The violent fist wind emanates from Wang Xuebing's fist, covering the space where Xu Sancai's sword is located, which makes him feel that the sword momentum is stagnant. He quickly changes his moves to withdraw his sword, but it is still a little slower.
Wang Xuebing's fist swept to Xu Sancai's sword. The huge force from the sword almost flew out. He quickly grabbed the sword and used the floating body technique to quickly retreat three meters. Wang Xuebing did not take advantage of the victory to pursue it. There was a mocking look in his eyes as if he was playing with a mouse, as if he was mocking: in the face of absolute strength, the fancy sword moves did not play any role at all.
Seeing that the opponent did not take advantage of the situation to attack, Xu Sancai breathed a little relieved. Although he was more careful because he knew that the opponent was a combat master, he was still shrouded in the power of the opponent's fist, causing the move to be stagnant. He glanced at the sword in his hand. His sword was a high-quality weapon and its solidity was naturally not weak. However, when he was gently swept by the opponent's fist, cracks had already appeared faintly.
Xu Sancai took a deep breath, calmed down his horror, quickly assessed the opponent's advantages in his mind, but he was not afraid at all. He stepped forward and stabbed the sword in his hand straight out. He knew that the combat skills released by the combat master could affect his sword movement, and naturally changed the attack method. He wanted to avoid the influence of his opponent's combat skills at the speed of stabbing sword skills.
Xu Sancai had already used the spiritual eye magic power at this time. At this time, Wang Xuebing's magic power was wrapped in a light red light in his eyes. The red light in the Dantian, heart, and right fist was the most powerful, while the red light in the ankles, knees, lower vagina, chest and throat and both eyes were the weakest. Of course, these parts refer to fatal keys, not including ordinary body parts, which were not the best target for sword-stinging techniques.
Xu Sancai's sword in his hand stabbed straight into the opponent's right eye. Wang Xuebing sneered and hit the sword straight towards the sword. However, the sword move seemed to be a false move. Just as his fist was swinging towards the sword, the sword suddenly turned to his underworld. His right fist fell to the empty space, but after all, he was a strong warrior level. He had been in the army for several years, had rich practical experience and had extremely fast reaction speed. His body quickly retreated backwards and hit the sword with his left fist.
The speed of the warrior is much faster than that of the warriors, which refers to the practice of the same-line martial arts. Wang Xuebing is a fire-type warrior, with fierce attacks and strong explosive power, but is not known for his speed. Xu Sancai is a five-element spirit body, and has practiced the five-element combat energy. He can use wind and thunder combat skills, which are all known for his speed. His speed is not worse than that of Wang Xuebing.
Xu Sancai had completely entered the state. With his wrist turned, his sword stabbed the opponent's throat. The reason why sword stabbing is called sword stabbing is that the sword moves are based on various piercing moves, straight, oblique, thrust, back stab, piercing, and even lying on the ground. The attack speed is fast, the angle is tricky, and the moves are weird and difficult to prevent.
The moves of the sword turn are dazzling, but the moves of the sword-sharp sword seem very simple and direct. The angle and changes of the sword are pursued beyond the norm and unexpectedly. The sword-sharp sword-sharp technique is not good-looking, but absolutely practical.
In order to increase the speed, many moves of the Sword Sword Art even gave up the power bonus of the shoulders and back. The most common moves are to be completely activated with the wrist and assisted by the swing of the forearm, which is much faster than waving the entire arm. In addition, Xu Sancai accelerated the speed with the wind and thunder fighting spirit, and the change of the sword moves made Wang Xuebing, a warrior, suddenly froze.
After resisting Xu Sancai's five-stroke attack that was as fast as lightning but strange and tricky as Xu Sancai, Wang Xuebing had to retreat three times in a row. In a head-on confrontation of one-on-one, the warrior was forced to retreat continuously by the soldiers. Moreover, not only that, he was constantly changing his moves to attack. The tip of the sword almost stabbed Wang Xuebing's wrist, and Wang Xuebing still did not get rid of the passive situation.
Angry, Wang Xuebing felt frustrated now, and he couldn't use his strength. The strange sword was too fast to change his moves. His fists could not touch the sword, and he could not even lock the sword with the aura of external combat skills. He roared, no longer caring about whether he would kill Xu Sancai, and used his anger to hit the rage blow of the angry fist.