Two years ago, White Ghost narrowly escaped death in the adventure of Other Shore World, and was lucky enough to get a piece of Cold Marrow Mystic Iron.
Later, Eastern Island's forged knife Grandmaster, which had been hidden for many years, was asked to work. It took half a year and quenching with secret methods to forge this peerless fierce blade.
He imitated the Eastern Island legend of Three Sacred Treasures in the myth, and gave the sword the name "Heavenly Cloud Severer".
The intention is to turn this Samurai Sword into a magical weapon that can cut off everything in his own hands.
Since it was unsheathed, this knife has drunk countless blood.
Whether it is the long-famous Aberrant master or the military Heavy Armored Vehicle, they are all defeated by his sword.
But now, the extremely sharp blade cut into the flesh of Fang Cheng's forearm less than half an inch before it was completely stuck by the muscles and bones as dense as Refined Steel's inside.
What made him even more unbelievable was that the other party's cracked and bleeding flesh was healing rapidly.
The dark red Granulation Tissue intertwined and pulled like thin threads, and the blood quickly condensed into scabs as new tissue appeared.
In just a few seconds, more than half of the bone-deep wound had healed.
Zheng!
Fang Cheng The forearm muscles trembled suddenly.
The tough muscle fibers burst out with a strong Elasticity, which actually shook the Heavenly Cloud Severer that was deeply embedded in it.
"Not good!"
White Ghost's heart sank slightly.
That blood-red Evil Spirit Mask is so close at this moment, within reach.
The pair of Crimson eyes behind the mask were like Tiger Unleashed, staring at him fiercely.
"Have you used up all your tricks?"
Fang Cheng's voice was so steady that it was almost cold.
The moment the two of them were in the air, their left arm reached out and grabbed White Ghost's right shoulder joint.
The right palm is like an iron gate, precisely locking the opponent's right hand holding the sword.
While performing the Joint Lock technique, his legs did not stop.
The waist and abdomen suddenly Exert Force, and the right knee rushed up from bottom to top, heading straight for White Ghost's abdomen with the brute force that crushed everything.
In close combat, Fist and Foot is limited, only the top of the knee and the splitting of muscles and bones are the most fatal.
White Ghost's pupils shrank, and it was too late to draw the knife to avoid it.
The moment his arms were grasped by the hook-like fingers of Fang Cheng, his bones let out a subtle scream.
At the critical moment, White Ghost's figure suddenly faded away like a mist blown away by the strong wind.
Boom!
The ferocious chain Knee Strike pierced the air, making a sound like exploding firecrackers.
However, this rare opportunity to attack only penetrated an afterimage.
Snap!
The stand-in wood exploded, and debris fell in all directions.
The air a few meters away rippled, and the figure of White Ghost reappeared.
He tapped his toes lightly on the ground and quickly distanced himself.
Then the long knife was placed in front of him, and a cold voice floated through the strong wind:
"It's useless."
"Under my Snake Eyes observation, I have already seen through the signs of your Exert Force limbs. No matter how strong you are, it will be in vain if you can't hit."
"Really?"
Fang Cheng landed steadily, and the soles of its feet made two concave holes on the ground.
He was not in a hurry to pursue, and his mind quickly replayed the process of the fight with White Ghost just now.
The normal way of fighting games is to rely on experience to judge the location of the enemy's landing point, observe the opponent's attack direction, and then defend or counterattack.
But this Eastern Ninja behaves completely differently.
The intention of launching an attack has just taken shape in his mind, and nerve signals are transmitted to his limbs.
But the other party seemed to have Mind Reading, and had already made evasive actions in advance.
He even used Substitution Jutsu at the critical moment to complete the transformation and avoid the originally fatal attack.
Just like the "Information Haki" in anime, it can gain psychological insight in advance and predict where the target will appear next second.
This ability can not only be used for defense, but can also greatly increase the success rate of moves.
If it weren't for the nerve reflexes of Fang Cheng, which are also faster than normal, plus the tyrannical defense brought by 95 Points Constitution.
Those sharp sword blows just now may have cut him into pieces.
Huh--
The strong wind swept up the charred ashes all over the sky and blew away the remaining mist between the two people.
On the broken square floor tiles, Fang Cheng and Golden Flames were hesitating around him, and the scorching air waves distorted the surrounding light.
A few dozen meters away from the opposite side, White Ghost held a knife in both hands, and his whole body was surrounded by the actual cold sword intent.
"You and I are the same kind."
White Ghost suddenly spoke through Face Mask, and the electronically synthesized sound sounded particularly cold:
"We are all aliens who cannot be tolerated in the world, and we are seekers who are climbing up against the times."
Fang Cheng heard this and frowned slightly:
"What do you mean?"
White Ghost did not answer directly, with an indifferent tone:
"On the way to becoming stronger, you should have met many people who call themselves Blood Vessels noble."
"Relying on the Blood Vessels inherited from their families, or the Esper Ability power they gained by chance, they become arrogant and domineering, treating ordinary people as nothing more than trivial matters."
As he spoke, the blade in his hand turned slightly, Vertical Pupils flashing with contempt:
"But once those people encounter a life-or-death crisis and are trapped in a desperate situation, they are often so fragile that they are no better than ordinary people."
"Why? Because they rely on God-given luck and charity from God. They don't understand what real power is at all."
White Ghost holds Sword Hilt tightly, and with a wave of his hand, the blade makes a low sound:
"But those of us who practice Martial Path are different from them."
"Ability User borrows foreign objects and is helpless when faced with a little restraint; Martial Artist uses himself as Furnace to temper his muscles and bones and fight for his life against the sky."
"Every time you face death, challenge the limit, every ray of Vitality growth and self-breakthrough, it is all obtained by sacrificing your life, and the confidence that continues to accumulate."
"Only the body and Willpower that have been tempered for thousands of years, and only the power that is controlled by one's own hands, will never betray oneself and will not be taken away at will."
Fang Cheng stood there, with a slight movement in his heart.
This Eastern Ninja behaves surly, but his understanding of power is unexpectedly pure.
It can be said that in some aspects, he is very similar to himself.
"But, who knows..."
White Ghost's voice suddenly dropped, and a biting cold light appeared on the blade:
"In this era of scarcity of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, how much does it cost to temper your body to the point where it can stand up to Ability User, or even surpass Heavenly-Human Limit?"
He raised his left hand and touched the cold metal Face Mask on his face, with a hint of paranoia in his tone:
"Although I was born in Iga Ninja Village, my qualifications have been very poor since I was a child. I have been regarded as a waste by my tribe. I am destined to be a cannon fodder genin for the rest of my life."
"However, I did not accept my fate. In order to become stronger, I sneaked into Iga Secret Realm and soaked my whole body in the poisonous Black Water Abyss every day, letting the poisonous water corrode my skin and flesh, and then forcibly operate Cultivation Method to reshape my muscles and bones."
"Later I joined Utopia. I took the initiative to apply for the most dangerous Living Body Modification Project, and stuffed a Demon Beast Heart into my chest."
"I survived rejection, survived, and gained unimaginable strength. But I also became a monster that is neither human nor ghost. I can only hide behind this mask forever and endure the severe pain of my skin tearing all the time."
Speaking of this, White Ghost's sharp gaze traveled across a distance of dozens of meters and landed on Fang Cheng's face:
"What about you? What price did you pay for cultivating this body? Why are you wearing this Evil Spirit Mask like me?"
Fang Cheng twisted his neck casually, and his joints made a crackling sound like fried beans.
The eyes behind the mask were calm as usual, and he responded with clenched fists:
"If you want to know the answer, you must defeat me first."
"Okay!"
White Ghost laughed loudly when he heard this, took a step forward with his military boots, and the floor tiles shattered under his feet.
"White Owl, I come to you for a duel tonight, not to avenge my stupid cousin, nor to carry out a capture mission for Utopia."
"I just want to lend you this whetstone to prove my Martial Path and cut off the bottleneck that has restrained me for a long time!"
"Now, use all your strength to take my sword!"
Before he finished speaking, White Ghost's sword energy surged around his body, erupting like a stormy sea.
The turbulent air currents strangled each other and set off a fierce wind in the square, making the nearby trees roar.
He raised Heavenly Cloud Severer with both hands, and the boiling Vitality all over his body completely merged with Senhan's sword intent at this moment.
Without any fancy feints, his waist and abdomen suddenly Exert Force, and the man and the knife turned into a streak of gray-white light, and struck down head-on.
"Iga Clan secret, Sky-Severing Slash!"
Chi la--
The air was roughly cut open, emitting a harsh Sonic Boom.
A giant half-moon-shaped Blade Arc that was tens of meters long suddenly emerged from the sword.
When Blade Arc landed, the hard Marble square was like tofu being cut open, tearing out a terrifying ravine two meters deep and going straight forward.
The rubble mixed with soil exploded to both sides. This crushing Blade Arc had the power to split the air and hit Fang Cheng's face!
At the same time.
Fang Cheng has also been prepared long ago, and Qilin Arm's six-second charge has been completed.
He took half a step back with his right foot, and in an instant bursts of thunder erupted from all the bones in his body.
Golden Flames is mixed with the substantial and powerful Gang Qi, which converges crazily on the right fist.
The surrounding air crackled with heat, and even produced water-like distortions visible to the naked eye.
Facing the oncoming huge Blade Arc, he did not dodge or dodge, his eyes were blazing, and he pushed the Straight Punch out flatly.
Boom--
The Sonic Boom sound ten times louder than thunder exploded instantly.
Fang Cheng's fist did not directly touch any object.
But a golden Fist Shadows, which was completely condensed from the materialized Gang Qi, carried overwhelming terrifying kinetic energy, broke away from the fist, and surged forward.
The floor tiles along the way were lifted up layer by layer like waves, and the gravel splashed outward along Gang Qi.
The huge golden Fist Shadows and the gray-white Blade Arc collided violently in mid-air.
A miniature Sun seemed to rise from the center of the collision.
The dazzling light illuminates Resort shrouded in darkness as bright as day.
The violent shock wave swept across in a circular shape like an overwhelming mountain.
Street lamps and landscape trees within hundreds of meters were instantly broken in half.
Countless broken bricks and rubble turned into powder all over the sky in the dazzling light.
Amidst the roar of the air waves, White Ghost rolled and fell back to the ground. The long knife pierced deeply into the ground before he could stabilize his body.
He looked at the smoke and dust in front of him, and the fighting spirit in his eyes was so hot that he wanted to burst out:
"Happy! Come again, give me another punch!"
In the smoke, Fang Cheng's calm response came:
"As you wish."
Phew!
A thick Concrete board, more than three meters long and wide and weighing several tons, hit us head on with a shrill sound of breaking through the air.
White Ghost was slightly startled.
In the field of vision, the gray-white stone slabs rapidly enlarged, blocking all sight lines.
He didn't take it hard. He took a step forward and floated a few meters away like a willow catkin.
Boom!
The Concrete board hit the remains of a fountain at the rear, shattering the thick base into four pieces and sending rubble flying dozens of meters high.
White Ghost frowned and pointed the blade at an angle:
"White Owl, didn't you agree to a head-on duel, but you actually used a hidden weapon?"
"Hidden weapon?"
Fang Cheng strode out of the smoke and dug his hands into the broken foundation at his side.
With the burst of brute force, another large piece of heavy floor was torn out by him:
"You hold a magic weapon in your hand, and I just throw a few pieces of Shitou around. Isn't it fair?"
"If you are not convinced, throw away the knife and we will fight with our bare hands."
White Ghost sneered and tightened his grip Sword Hilt:
"The sword is an extension of my arm, don't even think about ruining my mood!"
"Then just go ahead and pick it up."
Fang Cheng exhaled a breath of hot white air, and the veins in his arms bulged like a python.
Wow--
With a swing of one arm, the huge Concrete Block roared out again.
White Ghost on tiptoe Exert Force, the long knife in his hand drew a dazzling silver arc.
Cold Marrow Mystic Iron's sharp edge easily cut the incoming Jushi into two pieces.
"It's useless! You can't even catch me with your fists, how do you expect these clumsy rocks to hurt me?"
Fang Cheng didn't answer, and quickly approached.
While chasing forward, grab all the heavy objects in sight that can be thrown.
Broken load-bearing beams, uprooted iron flagpoles, half-broken rockeries and stone monuments...
Huh! Huh! Huh--
There seemed to be a violent mudslide storm blowing under the night sky.
One after another, Concrete blocks weighing several tons tore through the airflow and smashed into White Ghost overwhelmingly.
The building fragments along the way were smashed to pieces, and the entire square was flattened by almost half a meter.
White Ghost relied on the insight ability of "Snake Eyes" to dodge and move in the rough waves caused by the rocks.
His sight had long been locked on the signs of Fang Cheng's muscle stretching and airflow changes.
Sometimes the figure turns into white smoke and disappears, and sometimes the knife is used to neatly cut open the unavoidable Jushi.
"Struggle in vain!"
White Ghost sneered while walking through the stone rain:
"This kind of meaningless consumption, before I can take action, the True Qi in your body will bottom out on its own!"
In his "Snake Eyes" vision, every throw of Fang Cheng seemed terrifying, but its trajectory was monotonous and rough, posing no fatal threat to him at all.
The Evil Spirit Mask on Fang Cheng's face was looming in the firelight, and his breathing was still steady and long.
His arms were like tireless cranes, and he once again picked up a huge piece of Concrete Floor Slab that had been peeled off from the outer wall of Auxiliary Building.
White Ghost's pupils shrank slightly.
Snake Eyes clearly captured the bulge of the veins on Fang Cheng's right arm and the throwing angle.
It's exactly the same as the previous times, still throwing in a straight line.
White Ghost didn't even change his body position, and raised his long knife slightly.
Gang Qi instantly infused the blade, ready to cut the piece of Floor Slab in half again like cutting tofu.
"That's it!"
Fang Cheng The eyes under the mask suddenly flashed with a fiery light.
Within a thousandth of a second when the huge Floor Slab left his hand, True Qi was poured into his feet without reservation.
The Cement ground beneath his feet completely exploded into a deep pit.
Whoosh!
The moment Floor Slab took off his hand and flew out, the figure of Fang Cheng disappeared out of thin air.
White Ghost's eyes were calm, and Heavenly Cloud Severer in his hand struck out accurately.
There was a flash of cold light.
The half-meter-thick Rebar Concrete Floor Slab was smoothly split into two parts in an instant, and the fragments slid to both sides.
However, the moment the stone slab was disconnected, White Ghost's pair of Vertical Pupils suddenly shrank into needles.
Directly behind the cut Floor Slab is not an empty night.
Rather, it was a fist wrapped in blazing golden flames and breaking through heavy smoke and dust.
It almost flew close to the back of Floor Slab.
"Got you!"
A cold whisper exploded in White Ghost's ears.