Peerless martial arts system

Chapter 862
On the lawn in front of the stone statue, Shi Xiaole was knocked into the air again and again. This scene has lasted for more than a month.

In the face of nine ordinary Jiujia Earth Immortals of the peak level, even with Shi Xiaole's strength, he was helpless, and was defeated every time without a few moves.

But the one-month abuse was not fruitless, Shi Xiaole faintly had some kind of clue.

Another burst of piano sound hit.

But this time, Shi Xiaole made an early move.

clang clang...

A series of sword lights flashed quickly, and Shi Xiaole shuttled through the boundless and unpredictable sound waves, sometimes flashing sideways, and sometimes swinging the sword.

It can be found that although the sound waves are chaotic and disorderly, the place where Shi Xiaole's long sword is handed just blocks all subsequent changes.

This is somewhat similar to Yi Jianshu's anticipating the enemy's opportunity, but the difficulty is not a factor at all.

All because the sound waves will change with the flow of air, which is equivalent to the unpredictable nine ordinary Jiujia Earth Immortals. It is difficult for people who are sensitive to the environment to figure out the clues.

Even Shi Xiaole, knowing that this is the only way to defeat the enemy, can only occasionally enter this state a few times, and it cannot last long.

Sure enough, after about tens of breaths, Shi Xiaole suffered another miserably as his swordplay became chaotic.

"Let's rest first."

The old man playing the piano stopped.

"The boy is stupid, let the old man bother."

Shi Xiaole felt a little ashamed.

Counting the first month, it has been two months now. The old man playing the piano has been practicing here, but he has had little effect, and he is ashamed of the other party's efforts.

The old man playing the piano did not speak, and thought: If you are dull, no one in the world will have to live, little friend, your progress speed has surpassed the old man's expectations.

In fact, according to the plan, the old man playing the piano should have left half a month ago, but he was frightened by Shi Xiaole's speed, and suddenly wanted to see if the other party could reach the level of the old man, and how long it would take.

Three months, wait another three months, the old man playing the piano thought to himself.Three months is certainly not enough for Shi Xiaole to break through the difficulties in front of him, but this is the longest period, and if it is longer, his aura may be exposed.

Time flies by, two months later.

Shi Xiaole has been able to persist for [-] breaths, and the probability of entering that state has also increased to [-]%, but this is far from enough.

"Although I can temporarily predict Qinyin's offensive, I am always in a passive situation. If I can't reverse it, I will never be able to defeat it."

If he didn't know about that person, Shi Xiaole might have given up, because he really couldn't see any hope of victory, but since someone can do it, it proves that there must be a way.

Lightning flickered in his mind, and a large amount of information flashed through Shi Xiaole's mind almost every moment, even during the rest time.It can be said that the brainpower consumption of these few months is almost equivalent to a century of work by ordinary people.

That is to say, Shi Xiaole, if it were someone else, he would have to be insane and have a breakdown in his will.But at this point, Shi Xiaole was almost driven crazy by himself, and the only thing that supported his progress was his arrogance that was not weaker than others.

"Where is the problem?"

"What exactly is the method?"

"Is this really something humans can do?"

In the constant denial and persistence, Shi Xiaole was knocked into the air for countless times. He fell on his back on the grass, a cloud of white clouds was gathering in the sky, and the birds circled high, making clear and long whistles.

"The clouds will disperse, and the birds will fall to the ground."

boom!
Suddenly, Shi Xiaole's expression was dull, yes, this is the result that everyone can think of, and it is the only result.

Just like the sound of the piano, the ultimate goal is to defeat oneself. If it cannot be changed, what is the point of predicting the specific steps, but it is congenitally inferior.

Picking up the sword, Shi Xiaole rushed towards the rolling sound wave again.His moves lost their rhythm and were more chaotic than the sound waves. Often the person moved to the other side before the sound waves attacked.After several times in a row, an invisible aura slowly spread out around Shi Xiaole.

One hundred interest.

Two hundred interest.

Three hundred breaths.

It took a full five hundred breaths before Shi Xiaole was defeated by the astonished eyes of the old man playing the piano.

"Little friend, how did you do it?"

Although he had the answer in his heart, the old man playing the piano couldn't help but ask.

"If you are unable to change the ending, you might as well control it from the very beginning, like a cloud in the sky, don't give it time to take shape, and cut off its wings like a bird in the sky. Of course, these are just my humble opinions. Don't laugh at me, old man. .”

The only way Shi Xiaole could think of to break through the sound of the piano was to restrain the opponent from the beginning, and then slowly figure it out.It is equivalent to saying that he has become the piano sound, and the piano sound has become the former him, who can only be manipulated by him everywhere, and will always change with him.

It is simple to say, but it is as difficult as reaching the sky to achieve it. Even if you have superhuman spiritual power, superb skills, and superb swordsmanship, it is almost impossible to do it.

This has gone beyond the scope of 'manpower' and reached an inhuman situation.But unparalleled in the world, this is not something a 'human' can do!
After finding the direction, it will be easier for Shi Xiaole next.

He kept trying, imagining the sound of the piano as nine peak-level masters of the same level, and kept deducing, trying to use the ultimate speed from the beginning to let the nine people fall into his aura, change with his sword posture, control the rhythm, and not let the nine people fall into his aura. They joined forces to fight.

From [-]% proficiency, to [-]% proficiency, to [-]% proficiency, to [-]%... In the eyes of the old man playing the piano, Shi Xiaole's progress can only be described as unimaginable, and perhaps only that person back then can match.

call out!
Two days before the third month, as Shi Xiaole struck out with a sword, an invisible aura immediately enveloped the area where the sound of the piano was located. For a moment, it seemed that many people were fighting, and there were bursts of energy everywhere.

The momentum of the sword was raised to the limit on the basis of the previous one, and Shi Xiaole stabbed out the second one.

嗙 嗙 pound...

It exploded on the spot, the strong wind caused the grass to fall left and right, Shi Xiaole half knelt on the ground, his face was pale and he was out of breath.

"Congratulations, little friend, you have reached the achievement of that person back then."

The old man playing the piano put his hands flat, and his tone was half joyful and half sighing.

After all, he underestimated the infinite potential of the people of destiny. They are the darlings of heaven and earth, let alone common sense, and it is impossible to speculate on them.And Shi Xiaole, even among the twelve Man of Destiny, should be a well-deserved leader.

Calming Qi and blood, Shi Xiaole stood up, and sincerely thanked: "Everything is bestowed by the old man."

If it were him himself, where would he find nine harmless masters of the same level who were at the same level as him? Without the old man playing the piano, there would be no such exaggerated rapid progress in the past few months.

To a certain extent, the other party's help to elevate Shi Xiaole to another level is a great kindness that cannot be forgotten.

Shi Xiaole secretly remembered this love, maybe for a long time, he will not be able to repay, and the other party does not care about his repayment, but he has his own principles, the kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by a spring.

"Old man, I don't know if the kid will be lucky, please give me a name for the move just now?"

The sword energy field is actually a combination of Shi Xiaole's fighting skills, not a move.

Knowing that the other party was grateful for his help, the old man playing the piano smiled, thought for a moment and said: "A person is in the sword, as if he is in the world, if he can't find out the truth, he can only drift with the tide, so let's call it wandering in the world of mortals."

"Wandering in the world of mortals?"

Shi Xiaole repeated it several times, his eyes lit up: "Thank you, old man, for giving me the name!"

The old man playing the piano couldn't help laughing, and suddenly persuaded again: "Little friend, are you really not going to walk with the old man? You must know that any bondage can be untied when you are strong."

The more he gets along with Shi Xiaole, the more the old man playing the piano appreciates Shi Xiaole's talent and character. He really doesn't want him to suffer a catastrophe, which will be a great loss to Wulin.

"The boy can't go, and he doesn't want to go."

The matter is related to Shi Xuanzhong and Ling Yuji, and Shi Xiaole has a premonition that Shi Xuanzhong will definitely show up in the battle of Wuyuan Palace, how can he escape for the sake of illusory disaster?

The most important thing is that since the old man Wuyuan has written so many names, it means that everyone has a chance, and he must do his best to give it a try.

The old man playing the piano sighed silently, if he didn't know that taking Shi Xiaole away by force would destroy the opponent's sword heart, he would definitely do it.

Is it still destiny after all?
"Senior, do you know the origin of this stone statue?"

Knowing that the other party is leaving, Shi Xiaole hopes to clear up the doubts in his heart.

"This is the bone tower of the land outside the sky. They put the Emperor Wu of the Void Yuan Realm who died in battle in this world into it, as a spoil of war, and by the way, for future generations to learn and enlighten. Only the blood outside the sky can discover it."

Shi Xiaole's body flickered.

"My child, I want to tell you many things, but... goodbye, I hope to see you again."

After the last sentence fell, the old man playing the piano disappeared in place.

It wasn't until a long time later that Shi Xiaole came back to his senses and leaped into the left eye of the stone statue in a state of confusion. The bones inside were still crystal clear, and the energy of martial arts was strong, but because of the same essence, the martial arts of life and death had stopped absorbing them.

The right eye of the stone statue is completely dark, and it seems that there is no stock.

"The spoils?"

Emperor Wu of the Xuyuan Realm in this world fought for his own homeland, but he was placed here after his death, becoming the nourishment for the progress of the enemy's younger generations, how sad!
What hurt Shi Xiaole the most was that he was one of the younger generation of the enemy.

"Status can't hold me back, nor can blood, I just want to act according to my heart."

Clenching his fists, Shi Xiaole kept swearing to himself.

……

"Old friend, you are finally out."

Dongsheng Continent, on a low mountain in the Great Xia Dynasty.

The old man playing the piano suddenly appeared. Opposite him was an old man in shabby cloth with black and white hair.It seemed that the old man playing the piano was expected to come, and the old man showed a slight smile.

"Old liar, I met the person you said, does he really have no chance?"

The old man was stunned, and said: "Fate is unpredictable. I am revered as the God of Destiny, but I can only capture a corner of fate. I can only tell you that his road ahead is a river of blood, an endless river of blood, There are enemies everywhere. Even the major destinies have formed the appearance of the stars swallowing the moon, if he can still find a glimmer of life, then I have nothing to say."

clang!
The old man who played the piano broke a string by mistake.

(End of this chapter)