The Divine Sovereign Sword pressed towards the madman with an indomitable momentum. But the madman was still sitting calmly on the ground, watching Siyu's flying sword with interest.
"The momentum is good, but the intensity is a bit lacking."
The madman said something, and the branch in his hand seemed to be casually struck out, just in time to block the edge of the Shenjun Sword. Siyu was surprised to find that a seemingly vulnerable dead branch actually fell into the madman's hand.
As hard as fine iron, his Divine Lord Sword was blocked with seemingly ease.
Siyu did not dare to waste any energy, so he quickly retracted his sword, tapped his toes, and stepped back. The first trial attack failed.
"Boy, use your full strength, otherwise you won't stand a chance."
Siyu smiled bitterly. It wasn't that he didn't want to use all his strength, but the strange Dantian in his body. Now Siyu's Dantian can only passively counterattack, but cannot actively attack. Without high-intensity energy stimulation, his Dantian will not be able to generate energy at all.
He had to use up all his energy to fight, so now Siyu could only use his physical strength to attack.
"Siyu,... come on!" An Xiaoyuan on the side called softly. Siyu turned around, gave her a reassuring smile, raised his sword again and charged forward.
An Xiaoyuan blushed, and that smile seemed to melt the thin ice in his heart, touching his heart with warmth. The mistress also came over at this time, with her small nose touching the instep of An Xiaoyuan, An Xiaoyuan
Yuan Chi lowered his head itchingly, hugged Xiao San into his arms, and looked nervously at the battle situation in front of him again.
Siyu's sword failed again. The madman sitting cross-legged seemed to have wheels under his body. Siyu's horizontal thrust actually made him move backwards. Siyu was not in a hurry, took a step back, and started again.
attack.
Although Siyu's physical attacks were easily avoided by the madman, after a long time, the madman was still a little impatient. It seemed that Siyu didn't know any martial arts, relying solely on his flexible swordsmanship and strong physical strength to attack
Fight against yourself.
Blocking Siyu's dive attack again, the madman angrily shouted to Siyu: "Stop, stop."
Siyu held the Shenjun Sword and stood opposite the madman with some breathlessness. He cursed angrily: "Why don't you stop? I'm not tired."
The madman chuckled, and when he looked at Siyu's eyes again, he was a little curious and puzzled: "Boy, your cultivation has reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul, why don't you release sword energy, or drive the sword to attack? Logically speaking, for those who use swords,
Cultivators, sword energy and sword-driving attacks are the most powerful attack methods, unlike you who are like a headless fly holding a sword and dancing around."
Siyu smiled bitterly. He didn't want to release the sword energy. However, the situation in his body restricted Siyu's attack. Unless external abilities stimulated Siyu's Dantian, Siyu would not be able to use the sword energy and other pure energy.
Energy attack.
"Old madman, how can I fight you when you are always sitting there, why do you have the guts to stand up and attack me?"
The corner of the lunatic's mouth curled up, and he said to Siyu with a hint of disdain, "You are not worthy of me to stand up and fight, why don't you let out your sword energy and see?"
"Don't let go."
"If you don't let me go, I won't hit you."
"If you don't fight, don't fight."
For a moment, the older and younger people acted like children, arguing with each other in a vindictive manner.
Siyu simply sat down and imitated a lunatic, taking dead branches on the ground into his mouth and looking up at the sky, as if it had nothing to do with him.
But Siyu's cheating has made Madman suffer. Originally, Madman thought that Siyu was a reckless young man, and wanted to use him to practice his skills to relieve his loneliness. Unexpectedly, Siyu's sudden strike now really made Madman helpless.
When the lunatic saw that Siyu really had no intention of fighting anymore, he kicked his beard angrily, stood up and shouted at Siyu: "Are you going to fight or not?"
Siyu closed her eyes and simply lay down, "I don't want to fight anymore, I'll wait for another day, I don't want to fight today."
The madman was anxious, but after thinking for a while, he smiled again: "Hahaha, okay, okay, I'll wait for you. Come to me when you want to fight. When will you win, and when will I let you go down the mountain? Then There is a cave next to it, you can live there, hahaha..." The madman laughed and walked slowly to the other end of the mountain.
Siyu relaxed and collapsed completely on the ground. An Xiaoyuan on the side came over and comforted him with a bit of laughter: "Are you okay?"
Siyu smiled bitterly: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm still alive at last."
After the two lamented for a while, they found that they had nothing more to say, so Siyu simply stood up and collected some dead branches and leaves scattered on the ground.
"Why did you pick them up?" An Xiaoyuan opened his eyes wide and looked at Siyu with some confusion.
"Make a fire..." Siyu thought for a moment, fearing that the girl wouldn't understand, so he added: "It will be cold when you sleep."
An Xiaoyuan's eyes shone, and he looked at Siyu strangely. Generally, when one reaches the Nascent Soul stage, sleep is not needed to restore physical strength. The time spent sleeping can be passed away through meditation. So sleep is very important to those who For a lifelong cultivator, this is a very luxurious thing. At least An Xiaoyuan himself never sleeps, but uses it to practice meditation.
But Siyu is different. He doesn't need to practice any skills at all. His cultivation is obtained by devouring rare and rare fruits, so eating and sleeping are daily tasks for him. Even when he first arrived, During those few days in Aola Star, Siyu would hold her mistress in her arms and hide in a nook to have a good sleep.
There were a lot of branches. Siyu quickly collected a big pile and asked Xiaosan to use a small fireball. The dry grass and dead branches quickly burned like lightning, emitting warm heat. Siyu Putting his hands on his hips, he seemed to feel that something was missing. Thinking back to the days when he and his grandfather traveled together, Siyu suddenly realized and patted his head.
"Less food!"
Seemingly frightened by Siyu's sudden words, An Xiaoyuan turned back to look at Siyu: "What's wrong?"
"Oh, I feel hungry. It's a pity that there are no small animals here. Otherwise, I would catch them and roast them."
An Xiaoyuan smiled slightly. It turned out that this boy who looked quite mature was hungry. Cultivators are also human beings and will be hungry. However, most of the time, cultivators can make up for the consumption of their bodies by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, so there are few people I would eat deliberately, and sometimes I would eat some fruit at most.
"Yes, there is a kind of pheasant specializing in the barren mountains here, but it's hard to find them."
Siyu's eyes lit up and he glanced at the mistress beside him. The mistress got the order and ran out quickly.
After the mistress left, only Siyu and An Xiaoyuan were left on the empty mountaintop. The gray sky seemed a little grayer. Siyu was wearing Infinity Armor. Although he didn't feel cold, he felt a little cold in his heart.
"Let's go to that cave!" As he said that, Siyu didn't wait for An Xiaoyuan to express his position, and began to move the fire and wood to the cave that the madman mentioned.
An Xiaoyuan looked at the back helplessly, picked up his steps, and followed.
The cave was relatively clean, but eerily quiet. The fire was burning warmly, slowly adding to the atmosphere. An Xiaoyuan blushed, waiting for the other party to speak.
Siyu guessed that it would take some time for the mistress to come, so she asked An Xiaoyuan the question that had been buried in her heart for a long time.
"Xiao Yuan, there is no one here now, you can answer my questions."
An Xiaoyuan lowered his eyes in slight disappointment and sighed secretly in his heart. After a while, An Xiaoyuan raised his head in disappointment, looked at Siyu and said, "Okay, you can ask!"