With Clear Dragon Heart enabled, the world in front of Zhong Shenxiu seems to have changed.
Wu Zhangkong in front of me, I can see everything about him clearly!
The movement of Soul Power, the movement of footsteps, the shaking of the sword...
Under these eyes and this transparent heart, nothing can be hidden!
Wu Zhangkong took a deep breath, spread out his feet Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track with all his strength, leaving seven afterimages of his body in the air, attacking Zhong Shenxiu from seven different directions at the same time.
Seven afterimages, seven handles of Heavenly Frost Sword, stabbed at Zhong Shenxiu's seven vital points at the same time.
Throat, heart, eyes, lower abdomen, spine, back of the head, temples.
Every sword strike is a feint.
Every sword can be a real move.
This is the strongest blow he can take now, given the strength of Four-Ring Soul Ancestor.
Zhong Shenxiu stood in place.
In those molten golden vertical pupils, the pupils shrank into two almost invisible thin lines.
He looked at the seven afterimages.
The seven afterimages, in his eyes, were seven tracks.
His brain was running at high speed at that moment, and countless information poured in and was processed instantly. The information came from his eyes, from his ears, from his skin, from every corner of his body--
The flow of wind.
The buzz of the sword.
Fluctuation of Soul Power.
The direction of murderous intent.
Then--
He moved.
He did not distinguish which one was virtual and which one was real.
He just turned around and waved his gun.
That gun swept out, not at any of the afterimages, but at the center of the seven afterimages - the location without any afterimages.
The gun body drew a perfect arc in the air, and hit the void with destructive power.
Bang!
There was a muffled sound.
Heavenly Frost Sword appeared from the void and happened to collide with the gun barrel.
The seven afterimages dissipated instantly, leaving only the body of Wu Zhangkong standing there, holding a sword to block.
His eyes were full of shock.
That shot hit not any afterimage, but his real sword.
That kid saw through it.
It's not about seeing through which one is false and which one is real.
But he saw through the power of his sword.
No matter which direction the seven afterimages attack from, the final location where they converge is the center point. His true body must be there to complete the final blow.
That child didn't look at those shadows.
He directly locked onto the only real location.
The moment the gun body collided with the sword edge, Zhong Shenxiu's pupils suddenly contracted.
Not fear.
It's excitement.
That kind of excitement was like lava spewing from the ground, instantly drowning all his reason. On his sharp-edged face, the long-standing indifference finally showed cracks - the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing an almost ferocious smile.
"Okay."
He spoke.
This was the first word he said today.
The voice was low, with a hint of hoarseness, like the growl of some kind of beast.
Wu Zhangkong felt a chill in his heart.
The next second, the dragon scales on Zhong Shenxiu suddenly lit up.
A layer of flame suddenly ignited on the surface of those light golden dragon scales. The flame was not an ordinary crimson red, but a pure, dazzling golden color - Burning Heaven Holy Flame.
As soon as the flames appeared, the temperature in the training room rose sharply, the air began to twist, and the scratches on the alloy floor glowed dark red under the high temperature.
The pale gold dragon pattern on Sky Light Dragon Spear also ignites golden flames.
The entire gun seemed to come alive, the gun body buzzed and trembled, and the dragon's roar deep in the light became clearer and more violent.
Zhong Shenxiu holds the gun with both hands.
His eyes have completely turned into molten gold vertical pupils, and the pupils shrunk into two thin lines, burning with an almost crazy fighting spirit. That is not the fighting spirit of sparring, not the fighting spirit of cultivation--
It is the fighting spirit.
It is the fighting spirit that longs for blood, longs for death, and longs to dance on the edge of the limit.
"Come again."
he said.
Then he moved.
One shot thrust out.
There was no skill in this spear, it was just the purest and most violent thrust. But the Burning Heaven Holy Flame on the gun suddenly surged at the moment it was thrust out, turning into a golden fire dragon, and pounced on Wu Zhangkong with its teeth and claws.
Before the gun arrives, the heat wave has arrived.
Wu Zhangkong's complexion changed slightly, he made a mistake with his foot, Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track used all his strength, and his figure floated back three feet.
At the same time, Heavenly Frost Sword slashed horizontally, and an icy blue sword light shot out of the air and faced the fire dragon.
Tsk--
At the moment when ice and fire met, a large amount of white steam exploded and filled the entire training room.
But Zhong Shenxiu didn't pause at all.
He rushed into the steam and his spear came out like a dragon.
The gun pierced out of the steam, and the golden flame burning on the tip tore through the steam and went straight to Wu Zhangkong's throat.
The temperature of the flame is too high, and wherever it passes, the steam evaporates instantly, leaving a clear trail.
Wu Zhangkong turned sideways and passed the tip of the spear. At the same time, Heavenly Frost Sword swept across and slashed towards Zhong Shenxiu's waist.
The sword is covered with thick frost, which is the power of Heavenly Frost Sword's Martial Soul.
Zhong Shenxiu didn't hide.
He didn't even look at the sword.
His gun spun in the air, swept across the gun, brought Burning Heaven Holy Flame with it, and smashed into Wu Zhangkong's head.
Trading injuries for lives.
Use the sword on your waist to exchange the opponent's head.
Wu Zhangkong's pupils shrank.
This kid is crazy!
He had to put away his sword and block.
Bang!
Guns and swords intersect, and sparks fly.
Wu Zhangkong's arm suddenly shook, and the force was stronger than before - Overlord·Indestructible Dragon Body With the blessing of Burning Heaven Holy Flame, the force surged again. He was knocked back three steps, and each step left deep footprints on the alloy floor.
And Zhong Shenxiu is just half a step back.
Half a step later, his gun arrived again.
This time it's a pick.
The tip of the gun moved from bottom to top, lifting Wu Zhangkong's lower jaw.
The flames on the gun left a golden arc in the air. The arc was thrillingly beautiful, but extremely deadly.
Wu Zhangkong leaned back, narrowly avoiding the shot. The tip of the gun passed by the tip of his nose, and he could even smell the burning breath - his hair was burned by the flames, and there was a burning smell.
But his counterattack also followed.
"Frost Scar."
He shouted in a low voice.
Heavenly Frost Sword suddenly lit up, and an icy blue sword light shot out from the tip of the sword and went straight to Zhong Shenxiu's chest.
The sword light was condensed to the extreme, and wherever it passed, the air condensed into fine ice crystals.
This is Soul Skill.
Soul Skill of Six-Ring Soul Emperor.
Although Soul Power was suppressed, the power of Soul Skill was still far beyond that of ordinary four rings.
Zhong Shenxiu's pupils suddenly contracted.
Heavenly Mountain·Clear Dragon Heart was operating to the extreme at this moment. He could clearly see the trajectory of the sword light, how it cut through the air and how it locked his chest--
Can't escape.
The sword shines too fast.
But he didn't hide.
He didn't even put his gun away in defense.
His gun still moved forward, stabbing Wu Zhangkong in the throat.
Wu Zhangkong's sword light pierces his defense, and his gun will also pierce Wu Zhangkong's defense.
It depends on who dies first.
Wu Zhangkong was suddenly shocked.
This kid is really not afraid of death.
No, it's not that I'm not afraid of death.
I long for the feeling of walking on the edge of death.
He had to change his moves again. Heavenly Frost Sword turned forcefully, and the sword light deviated from its original trajectory and slashed towards Zhong Shenxiu's gun body.
Bang!
The sword light struck the gun body, and at the moment when ice and fire met, countless white steam exploded.