Chapter 3555 Fierce Fighting

According to Odachi, even if I pay a visit in person, the most I can get in exchange is the right to stay by the side of a strong man. As for the casual pointers in some martial arts novels, such as saying that magical powers are accomplished, it will not work. It's an unrealistic fantasy.

I believe what Odachi said is sincere, but I still want to give it a try. After all, it is human nature to worship the strong. As it is said, do your best and obey fate. I only need to do what I should do. As for whether the strong man is willing to teach it. Me, that's what it means.

If you are willing to teach, I will naturally be grateful. If you are not willing to teach, there is nothing wrong with it. The most you can do is make a friend. If the other person is not even willing to make friends with me, then that’s okay. Just treat it as a trip.

If the other party not only refuses to teach me, refuses to hand over, but also wants to have a fight with me, that's not bad. Just think of it as an exciting trip to a dangerous place to spawn monsters.

Right now, the most important thing is that Odachi said that I don't trust my heart.

Since Odachi was able to say this, it was certainly not without purpose, which means that I must have inadvertently thought of some idea that restricted my will to fight, and invisibly damaged my own confidence.

So, what words will affect my self-confidence?

Is it really, as Odachi said, because I admire Casillas' superb swordsmanship?

Just when I was puzzled, Odachi's voice came into my mind again: "I don't understand the idea of ​​worshiping the strong, but I can be sure that it is definitely not for this reason."

Then, it continued to boast: "My former master also worshiped the strong for a long time. However, unlike you, he did not affect his own will, but continued to become stronger. You know what it is?" The reason?"

Because Casillas's moves were so powerful that I was overwhelmed, and I had no time to think about it anymore, so I asked casually: "What's the reason?"

"Because although he worships the strong, his Taoist heart has not changed and he still keeps moving forward." Datachi said: "So, it's not that I don't want you to worship the strong, but I want you to go further on the basis of a solid Taoist heart." Worship the strong.”

"You said my mind is unstable?"

Troubled by this sentence, I couldn't help but fall into a brief moment of silence and self-doubt.

Involuntarily, my sword skills were much slower again, and Casillas's fierce offensive followed suit, leaving several wounds of different depths in various parts of my body.

Fortunately, my body is strong enough. Even Casillas's blade can hardly cause substantial damage to me unless it is mixed with absolute killing intent or awakened power. Therefore, those crazy chops, It only caused me minor skin injuries.

"Isn't this going to work?" Casillas' dull voice sounded, with a hint of teasing in his tone: "I thought you could last longer."

I breathed out with a hint of embarrassment and said, "Sorry, sorry, your attack just now was too gentle, I almost fell asleep."

"Gentle?" Casillas grinned: "Huh, it seems so. In that case, I will be more serious so that your tired mind can clear up."

After saying that, his momentum rose again, his speed became faster again, and his strength also increased.

Faced with the dazzling attack, I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat: I was so scared, I should have known better than to show off.

But now that the words have been said, is there any reason to come back?

He had no choice but to grit his teeth, pull out a cruel smile, wave the demon knife, and face him head on.

The collision between Dao Gang and Dao Gang made a dull sound.

The collision of blades and blades produced bursts of sounds of gold and iron.

Casillas was very satisfied with my reaction, but he was dissatisfied with the state of my response, so he opened his mouth and sneered: "It sounds so nice, but in fact, is this all you have? It's too embarrassing." I'm disappointed."

"Hey, hey, hey, the strong swordsman I know is not a talkative one." I retorted, "Or is it that you didn't practice swordsmanship from the beginning, but nagging?"

Casillas heard this and continued to smile ferociously: "Let's see how long you can hold on!"

After saying that, he increased the speed and strength of the knife again.

I finally couldn't bear it anymore, but at the same time, I also found what Odachi mentioned before, the words that questioned my Taoist heart - Casillas is probably the limit that ordinary human swordsmanship can achieve.

Yes, that's it.

According to Odachi, the path of the sword is endless and there is no limit at all.

All those who propose that there are limits to the way of the sword are looking for excuses for not seeking improvement.

The world is so magical, one word can kill someone, one word can also save someone.

After listening to Odachi's words, I suddenly felt enlightened and understood a lot of things in my mind. As for whether I have understood all those things, it is insignificant.

Because of the awakening, the so-called Dao Heart and Sword Intent has been stabilized again.

Having stabilized my Taoist sword intention, my sword skills became sharp and decisive again.

Facing the fierce sword technique that was blessed with murderous intent and goblin power, Casillas smiled. It was still a ferocious smile, but this time the ferocious smile seemed less penetrating.

Because he was enjoying the joy of fighting that I brought him.

Speaking of which, my swordsmanship is not worse than Casillas's. On the one hand, it is because of my own swordsmanship, and on the other hand, it is also because of the swordsmanship Xi Lan taught me.

In fact, Xilan's swordsmanship is very exquisite. The reason why he is not Casillas's opponent is just because his hard power is not enough.

If Xilan could have the blood of an apostle or the blood of a forest elf, with his learning ability and innate knowledge, it would only be a matter of time before he surpassed Casillas.

The collision of knives and knives, the constant burst of sparks and sounds, seemed to be playing a small symphonic dance.

There are only two protagonists in the dance, Casillas and me. The quick speed is our dance steps, the sharp swords are our dance postures, and the wounds added from time to time and the blood spurting out are the brilliant neon colors of the stage. lamp.

With the continuous collision of swords and gangs, the dance gradually became better and became more and more frenzied.

The momentum and murderous intent that the two of us erupted continued to sweep across the ground outside the city. The ground that was almost bare due to the momentum of the collision turned into a pit more than half a meter deep this time.

And with the momentum that the two of us fought, the sunken ground gradually began to crack.

Cracks spread one after another, like glass shattered by bullets.

However, the tragic situation on the ground did not affect our fighting state. On the contrary, due to the constant collision of momentum and murderous intent, the excitement of the two of us gradually fell into an exciting fighting state.

My eyes, filled with excitement and unspeakable excitement, met the eyes of Casillas, who was so addicted to fighting that he was enjoying the battle so much that he couldn't extricate himself from it, and I instantly understood.

So we pulled away and each of us stepped back a few meters.

Not far away, Ozma's applause and cheers rang out: "Wonderful, what a wonderful battle, I"

However, before he finished speaking, the mutation happened again.