Chapter 1465 Phantom Sword Dance

My dream of becoming a satellite did not come true. In the end, I fell heavily on the floor tiles and slid for several meters, leaving a long water stain.

He climbed up from the floor tiles with his arms, shook hands, ok, the arm was not broken, shook his leg, wow, the leg was fine, and then continued to hold the Odachi tightly, ready for battle.

Tie Xiu, who was more than ten meters away from me, said expressionlessly: "You did a good job. When you drew the sword just now, you abandoned the practice of relying on instinct to block and replaced it with attack to attack. This is very correct. If you forcefully rely on your instincts and 'defend' with that blow just now, your body will suffer trauma. Although it is not serious, it is enough to end this sparring."

I grinned: "So, I should be glad that I got rid of my instinct just now?"

"So to speak." Tie Xiu bowed slightly and said, "Then next, I will attack you in a continuous manner."

After that, he walked towards me slowly, his pace was steady and his speed was even. Even the distance between each step was almost equal, as if he had measured it with a ruler.

"Come forward." The voice of Odachi sounded in my mind again: "Come forward with the same momentum as you just slashed him."

My body trembled slightly, but my steps did not move. I thought to myself: "Staying still and preparing for defense is the best option, right?"

"If you stay still, the momentum you have built up so easily will be lost." Odachi said, "An attack without momentum is any different from a salted fish!"

Staring at the slowly approaching iron beard, my breathing began to become heavier, my heartbeat began to become more intense, and my murderous intention burst out more violently.

Do you really want to fight?

If he still maintains an attacking stance, can he really withstand his attack?

The scene of the white dragon's giant mouth and fangs biting the black-red blade into pieces instantly flashed into my mind. That moment was so shocking, even more frightening than when I encountered the nine-headed dragon!

My steps moved back half an inch unconsciously.

Damn it!

I was actually scared!

"Are you scared? Are you shrinking?" Odachi suddenly changed his funny tone and said sternly: "Are you finally defeated by the cowardice hidden deep in your heart? Are you going to fight against the enemy with the momentum of being as cowardly as a crispy egg? Tarzan is coming slowly? Don't be ridiculous! With your current momentum, let alone resisting the continuous attacks, I'm afraid you won't be able to block even one blow!"

"The opponent is very powerful. Even if I choose to take the initiative to fight, I'm afraid it will be difficult to defeat him."

"But at least you are not cowardly and defeated like a coward!" Odachi said coldly: "The guy who dares to take the initiative to fight will never be defeated unless he dies, and the coward who hangs back, even if he is lucky enough to win, will never lose in his heart. , has already been defeated, think about it carefully, do you want to be a coward who loses before fighting, or do you want to be a strong man who can never be defeated!"

"Also, I forgot to mention, let me add something." Odachi sneered and said: "A coward does not deserve to have a dream, let alone a family that relies on him."

"Enough. Enough, enough!"

I don’t know whether it was because of the boiling murderous intent or the pure rejection of cowards in my heart. After hearing Odachi’s harsh words, my original thoughts of fear and trembling were quickly replaced by anger.

"I'm not a coward. I'm not a coward."

Repeating this sentence at a very fast speed, I just felt that my body, which had been unable to suppress the trembling due to the momentum of the iron beard, stopped at this moment. In my heart, those who were still struggling and trying their best to prevent me from facing forward The instinctive fear of the enemy was constantly swept, destroyed and assimilated by the surging anger!

"I'm not a coward!"

The angry words slowly flowed out of my mouth. At the same time, in the depths of my mind, the terrifying figure of the nine-headed dragon and the terrifying shadow of the white dragon were instantly swallowed up by a huge black and red wave.

Killing intent flowed into my body and mind like a torrent.

However, what puzzles me is that after the murderous intention flowed into my body and mind, it did not invade my consciousness and control my body. I did not even hear any auditory hallucinations in my ears.

"That is the reward after you overcome your instinct," Odachi said: "Instinct is like a baby, and murderous intention is the toy in the baby's hand. If you obey your instinct, you will be controlled by it and at the same time, you will be controlled by the killing intention. , and you control it in turn, and the killing intent will obey your orders."

"Go," Odachi said: "Keep your current momentum and go up. By the way, don't you have many dreams? Unify the Zephyr Continent, clear the dungeon, become the strongest existence in the world, and protect your beloved family. Isn't it? Then go up to it, go up to it bravely, like a strong man, and go up to it without fear. As long as you take this step, you will have nothing to fear!"

As the bewitching voice of the Odachi sounded, there seemed to be something broken in the depths of my mind. At the same time, an uncontrollable desire drove me forward to fight!

That desire is courage!

After I took the first firm step, Iron Beard stopped. His eyes were like a hawk, staring straight at me, as if he was sizing me up.

When he took the second step, his eyes flickered and he fell into deep thought.

When he took the third step, his face moved slightly, and he seemed to be smiling, but his eyes did not ridicule the weak at all. On the contrary, they were a kind of appreciation and encouragement.

After taking the fourth step, I had already entered his attack range. At the same time, I exerted my strength with my arms and gathered all the strength in my body to cut down with a powerful sword.

The sword flashed with momentum, and the sword that was supposed to cut gold and break stone was easily blocked by the heavy sword with its iron beard filled with white light.

The smile on Iron Beard's lips grew thicker, and he raised his arms at the same time. The white light was brilliant and extremely dazzling, even a hundred times more dazzling than the dome headlights of the martial arts arena!

However, the murderous intention shrouded me in it, but I didn't feel dazzled at all.

I just want to know if I can catch this sword strike.

The heavy sword fell, drawing an arc, and the white light did not disperse, as if it had been practiced in vain.

The first sword!

What I waved at the same time as my thoughts was the Odachi sword in my hand.

The swords collided, and the crisp sound was harsh and shocking to the mind.

I felt a huge force coming from the blade of the Taitai sword, destroying my arm like a strong wind destroying a small tree. I almost couldn't control it, and I wanted to let go several times, but one thought always persisted, keeping me firm. Hold the hilt of the knife - be a strong man, not a coward!

One sword was blocked, followed closely by the second sword, the third sword, and the fourth sword.

In the blink of an eye, I no longer know how many swords he struck, let alone how many swords I blocked. I only know that my arms have lost all feeling, and my body is relying on my unyielding will to hold on. , like the weeds that never fall in the wind and rain!

Through the shadow of the sword, I stared at the unchanging white light in front of me, staring at the ball of light woven with the afterimage of white light, and the familiar feeling came to my heart again.

Is this, Phantom Sword Dance? !