How many injuries and how much blood does a person need to bleed before he collapses?
This question has been swirling in Roy's mind.
He now has more than a hundred large and small wounds on his body. And in front of him is the lonely and upright back of the sword spirit who has been injured in more than twenty places.
"Hoo, ho..."
Roy gasped violently. His chest felt as if he had been poured pepper water. His sword was dripping with blood, and his body was also bleeding. The blood of demons and humans of different colors dripped to the ground and gathered into a line of color.
Weird little water flow.
On the long street behind him, there were dozens of demon corpses. From the demon general to the lowest third-class soldier, they were lined up hundreds of meters away. And in front of him, a demon general lay quietly
Overgrown stone floor.
This is a mid-level demon general. He has fiery red hair and a slender figure full of explosive power. He is wearing a red armor. The armor only protects his chest, abdomen and thighs. His arms and calves are exposed.
, covered with a hard bone shell.
This intermediate demon general is a strong man among the demons who has completed seven evolutions. His strength is equivalent to that of a human Great Bright Knight. But now, he is lying quietly at Roy's feet.
But unfortunately, this was not killed by Roy himself. He just survived the attack of this intermediate demon general and survived the time it took for the sword spirit to kill the demon general's body.
And in just twenty or thirty seconds of this fight, there were already ten more wounds on his body.
Roy bent over and spat, panting while taking advantage of the short few minutes between battles to run the logic technique desperately, mobilizing his energy to replenish the fighting energy in his body that was almost exhausted.
Since practicing with the Sword Spirit, he no longer knows how many swords and swords he has received on this street, and how many times he has died. These ten wounds are just an insignificant part of the thousands of injuries he has suffered.
That’s all.
However, Roy is still a little proud.
Only those who have faced it personally can have a deep understanding of how powerful an intermediate-level demon general who is equivalent to the Great Light Knight is. It is a feeling of powerlessness and insignificance like facing a towering mountain. A small armed knight, in front of the opponent
Facing the overwhelming power of Mount Tai, there is no room for struggle!
But he struggled. Although he didn't hurt the demon general at all, the opponent's ten fatal attacks still failed to kill him!
This is power!
A force that is not sharp or hard, but is tough enough.
This kind of power is usually ignored by people. When everyone is pursuing powerful martial arts and wishing to kill their opponents with one slap, Roy, who has lived in the Warcraft jungle since he was a child, understands that the most difficult wolf to deal with is the wolf.
Not the one with the sharpest claws, nor the one with the strongest body, but the one with the most scars on its body.
Sword Spirit is that wolf.
In terms of martial arts, he is not top-notch. His swordsmanship is mediocre, not fast, not fierce, just a few moves over and over again. Not to mention the demon general, even a demon squadron leader has more attack methods than him.
However, as he walked forward from the long street, it was his opponent who finally fell.
Regardless of whether they are weaker than him or stronger than him, the final outcome is that they fall under his sword with their eyes wide open. It seems that they don't understand why this happens until they die.
From the first day he met Sword Spirit, Ax Spirit told Roy that what he learned from Sword Spirit was not swordsmanship but getting beaten. When would he be able to follow Sword Spirit to the end of the long street without any wounds on his body?
No more than a hundred wounds on the sword spirit can awaken the sleeping sword spirit.
And Roy has always done what the Ax Spirit asked him to do.
Starting from the lowest level demon soldier, all the way up to squad leader, squadron leader, captain, low-level demon general, mid-level demon general... He challenged his limits again and again.
At first, he would suffer no more than ten wounds at most before being hit by his opponent. He could not even cross half of the long street. But now, he has suffered more than a hundred wounds, but he can still stand here!
For Roy, every scar is a priceless treasure.
Because he understands that in the world of judgment, this is a wound, but in the real world, this may be his life!
Roy only has one life. And this life is too precious to him.
His life not only belongs to himself, but also to his mother who died on the banks of the Frozen Chang River trying to distract the enemy, to Grandpa William who wandered the mainland alone with him, avoiding the pursuit of his enemies, and to his dream of becoming a Paladin, but because of
Tom closed his eyes forever to save him.
Therefore, he cannot die. But if he wants to survive when a threat comes one day, he must learn the fighting method of Sword Spirit, which is entirely for fighting.
Roy is very grateful to Sword Spirit.
Although he has never said a word to Sword Spirit, nor does he know Sword Spirit's name or identity, this human warrior who is always walking in front of him is teaching him with the sword in his hand and the wounds on his body.
The true meaning of fighting makes him stronger day by day.
However, this kind of pain that is close to Lingchi is really not something that people can endure.
"Brother Jian, can you rest for a few more minutes this time?"
Roy supported his body with his sword, and his fighting spirit was circulating, recovering his physical strength. The muscles of his body were also squirming with the help of fighting spirit to prevent excessive blood loss from the wound.
Although he knew that the sword spirit could not hear his words, he still said it. Just treat it as talking to himself. Otherwise, he felt that sooner or later he would go crazy in this silent and bloody battle.
The next opponent is a high-level demon general. That is also the last opponent on this long street.
Roy carefully remembered every wound on his body. Who he fought with, what weapon he was hit by, how he responded, the depth and location of the wound, etc. For him, these are valuable experiences. Therefore,
He knew very well that he now had ninety-one more wounds than Sword Spirit's.
In other words, if you want to awaken the sword spirit, you must be injured no more than nine times in the final battle. Of course, if the sword spirit is also injured, the number will increase accordingly.
However, this is still difficult!
Roy felt that he could barely stand up, but he still had to face the attack of a high-level demon general who was equivalent to a paladin. Not to mention surviving nine attacks, even one attack might not be enough.
"Idiot, you haven't woken him up yet, talking to him is useless." At some point, the short figure of the Ax Spirit appeared next to Roy.
"I really want to wake him up, but this time, I'm afraid I can't." Roy staggered and looked at the dwarf strangely: "Why are you here?"
Ever since the scene of the Judgment World changed from the hills where the dwarves fought to this empty demon city, the dwarves have never appeared here. Several times, Roy felt that the dwarves were watching him, but no matter how he called him, he
Don't come out either.
Unexpectedly, he actually appeared on his own this time.
"Nonsense," the dwarf floated in the air and rolled his eyes: "If I don't come out, you won't be able to awaken the sword spirit even if you practice for another year."
"What do you mean?" Roy blinked his eyes and said suspiciously, "You mean, I can wake him up this time?"
"It wouldn't work for anyone else, but you can do it." The dwarf nodded.
"Don't praise me," Roy said with an embarrassed look on his face, "Although my talent is good, but..."
"It's just bullshit. Who said your bullshit talent?" The dwarf was amused. He kicked him and scolded him, "Little bastard, I mean your healing skills."
Healing?! Roy was confused for a moment, and his eyes widened: "Can I use magic?"
"That's your own ability. Who said you can't use it?" The dwarf looked up at the sky, as if it had nothing to do with him, "You just don't use it yourself."
Roy's face twitched for a while. After a moment, he jumped three feet high and said angrily: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?!"
From the time he entered the world of Judgment and followed the dwarves to the time he followed the Sword Spirit, he had been diligently learning their martial arts, steps and moves. He had never thought of using magic.
If I had known that I could use magic, I would have just given myself a magic shield or a healing spell. How could I have been hacked so badly over and over again, being harassed all day long, and dying several times?
Thinking of this, Roy even wanted to kill the dwarf.
This old guy obviously knows everything, but he doesn't tell me anything and just stands by and watches the show. What bastard said that dwarves are honest and straightforward by nature? This old dwarf is simply bad!
Seeing Roy staring, the dwarf bull's eyes widened and he stared back: "If I had told you earlier, would you still be able to learn real skills from the sword spirit?"
"I..." Roy opened his mouth, and his momentum suddenly dropped.
He knew that what the dwarf said was right. If he had known that he could use magic while studying with the Sword Spirit, maybe he would not be able to stand the torture and take a shortcut. As long as he used it once, he would be able to use magic.
The second time, the third time, countless times.
Perhaps, you can add a magic shield to yourself or use healing skills to learn the martial arts of the sword spirit. However, such learning, no matter how lifelike it is, is just a shadow of its own. That kind of muscle is cut open.
, the feeling of broken bones and the feeling between life and death will be much less.
Moreover, the biggest gain from fighting with Sword Spirit is not how many fatal attacks you have avoided, but the tenacity honed in this endless painful battle.
This ability to resist pain is a wealth in itself.
Can I withstand such pain, what else can scare me? The reason why I can survive from a few wounds to more than a hundred wounds is because of my stronger fighting spirit, more skilled footwork and body skills than before.
In addition to richer combat experience, isn't the habit of pain one of the reasons?
Thinking of this, Roy's heart lost all anger. He silently cast a healing spell on himself. The twenty-two small wounds on his body healed at a very fast speed. In this way, he and the sword
The wound gap between the spirits has been reduced to less than seventy.
This means that as long as he can successfully awaken the Sword Spirit without suffering thirty-one wounds before the Sword Spirit kills the last opponent!
Roy closed his eyes.
Although his spirit was in the Judgment World, he could still clearly feel that his magic power was rising rapidly with wave after wave of spiritual power, and it had reached the critical point of breaking through five thousand magic codes.
.The form of magic power is changing.
At the same time, the Lord of Judgment was also devouring the energy of heaven and earth. The message from the soul of the Lord of the Lord, who was thinking clearly, let him know that there was only a small step away from some unknown change in the Judgment.
The time was up. Roy opened his eyes and walked forward following the pace of the sword spirit.
"Boy." The dwarf's voice came from behind, "Come on."
Roy nodded.
He knew that the lonely dwarf had waited too long for the sword spirit to awaken. If it wasn't for himself, he could have told himself this cheating method a long time ago.
Now, he needs to awaken the sword spirit himself.
Ten steps later, two handsome demons wearing ordinary cloth and looking exactly the same appeared in front of Sword Spirit and Roy.
Looking at the silver-white flames in the pupils of the demon's eyes and the braid on the back of his head that was level with his waist, Roy knew that this was the royal family of the demon, a high-level demon general who had evolved nine times!
Only the pupils of the royal family are silver-white flames. And the braids on the back of their heads are not braided by themselves. It is a natural feature of this race. From birth, their hair will be tangled together like braids.
.The more evolution times, the longer the braid will be.
No wonder the dwarf couldn't help but show up. The gap in strength between himself and his opponent was too huge. If there was no healing, if all the damage in this sealing scene was not achieved only by moves, and ignored other talents, he would only have
Got killed instantly!
Thirty-two battle rings of light spun from the Sword Spirit's feet, and the Sword Spirit thrust out with a sword.
The demon turned around like a ghost, came to the side of Sword Spirit, and stabbed straight into Sword Spirit's vest.
The battle begins!
Poof. When the sword spirit slipped out of the way, Roy's shoulder had been pulled out by the blade with a bloody trace. This was because he tried his best to use his body's forward leaning and muscle twisting to offset the sword's force at the critical moment.
Otherwise, this knife will send him to a state of death.
The sword spirit backhanded his sword, and thirty-two battle rings turned into thirty-two scimitars flying out of the long sword.
The demon walked forward with a low body, and the two swords in his hands, as thin as cicada wings, turned into a ball of snow light.
Puff puff puff.........
During this confrontation, a cloud of blood mist exploded from the demon's body. Sword Spirit was stabbed once on his arm, while Roy was stabbed four times in succession.
There are twenty-seven wounds left!
Nine seconds later...21 left.
Fifteen seconds later.......eighteen are left.
Twenty seconds later...twelve left.
The wounds on his body were increasing almost every second. The hundred wounds that were beyond the sword spirit were getting closer and closer.
However, at this time, Roy's spirit had completely entered a mysterious state. He followed every move and every step of the sword spirit. There was no fear, no worry, even thoughts and pain disappeared, all
All actions are done instinctively.
Four figures, like the shadows of two people, intertwined at the end of the long street.
The dwarf floated in the air, staring at the battle group in front of him. He was nervous and relieved at the same time. Although he didn't know whether Roy could successfully awaken the sword spirit in the end, what Roy showed had exceeded his imagination.
The dwarf has never considered himself to be a teacher. It's okay to let him fight with an axe, but when it comes to teaching others what he knows, he doesn't know where to start. Whether it's the Thunder God's Ax Technique or the Logic Judgment.
, he actually didn’t give Roy much guidance.
Rather than being taught, it is better to say that Roy is teaching himself.
But even under such circumstances, Roy was still growing rapidly.
As a poor teacher, he was proud to have students like Roy. He believed that he was like this, and the Sword Spirit would be like this after he woke up.
Thirty seconds passed.
There were only three wounds on Roy's body, which was about to exceed the limit of 100 injuries suffered by the sword spirit. At this time, the fight between the sword spirit and the high-level demon general had reached its most critical moment.
A flash of sword light flashed by, and the demon instantly swung out nine swords, and the swords never left the sword spirit's vitals. The body of the sword spirit twisted left and right in the light of the sword, avoiding the blade edge every time when there was no opportunity to strike.
Even a knife grazing his eyelashes didn't make his eyelids tremble.
And his figure was still moving against the current of the sword light.
Poof. When the demon clan's last sword stabbed into Sword Spirit's left arm, the blade of the sword spirit that had been preparing for a long time also pierced the demon clan's throat like lightning.
The movements of the sword spirits and demons were very fast, so fast that no one could see them clearly. However, in the eyes of the dwarves, they were very slow. So slow that they seemed to be frozen.
He watched the blade of the sword spirit approach the demon clan's throat, and also watched Roy's figure, like a small sampan, swaying in the nine rays of sword light like a storm.
A flash of blood suddenly appeared, covering up one of the wounds suffered by the sword spirit, leaving three wounds left.
Another streak of blood. Two wounds left!
The dwarf's heart sank suddenly.
He knew that this confrontation between the demons and the sword spirits was a long-awaited decisive blow. Not to mention Roy, even a great bright knight might not be able to dodge the nine swords struck by the demons.
past.
Moreover, the last of these nine knives also contained blades vibrating with high-speed trembling. When the Sword Spirit was struck by a knife, it was one wound. And when Roy was struck by a knife, it might be ten wounds...
..
At this moment, the sword in Roy's hand suddenly turned into a battle ax!
Eight Thunder Styles!
The eight ax lights opened like a big umbrella.
This is the strongest defensive move in the Thunder God's Ax. Roy once used it when facing the lance of Felie's Glory Knight Darni in the Battle of Meiding City. And now, he used it again!
"Okay!" The dwarf couldn't help but cheer.
Facing the demons' thin blades and thick battle axes, they are their natural enemies.
Roy's move perfectly integrated Sword Spirit's sword skills with the ax skills he taught. The sword turned into an ax, leaving no trace behind like an antelope hanging its horns.
There were only several consecutive sounds of "dang-dang-dang-dang", and the demon's sword struck the ax one after another, causing a cloud of sparks to explode.
Eight of the demon's nine swords have been used up!
There's only one last shot left!
Seeing the light of the demon's sword passing through an arc in the air, and whining like cicada wings, it went straight to Roy. The dwarf's heart almost jumped out of his chest. No matter how much he thought, he could not break through this
A dead end method.
You know, at this time, Roy was in the same position as Sword Spirit, right at the center of the sword light, and there was no way to avoid it. Even Sword Spirit had to fight for a chance to draw the sword, so what could Roy do?
Can you escape it?!
It's over! Just when this thought flashed in the dwarf's mind, a picture appeared that he would never forget.
After using the Eight Thunderous Moves, Roy didn't pause at all, and struck out with an ax with his backhand... Instead of parrying, Roy directly chopped off his left arm.
Poof! When the Sword Spirit's sword penetrated the demon's throat like a poisonous snake, the demon's knife also struck Roy's broken arm.
After a short period of time, a loud bang was heard.
Thousands of lightning flashes across the sky.
Then, the sky disappeared, and the whole world became dark!
.It seems that I am really a waste. I have only been updating for a few days, and my thinking is slow, and the time is getting later and later. However, no matter what, just grit your teeth and persevere.
.Looking at my hard work, everyone should throw in all the recommended monthly tickets.