Age of Heroes, 10-game winning streak

A sharp light flashed in the flowing water.

An extremely beautiful sword was suspended in the air, less than three feet away, reaching the tyrant's throat.

This is the real killer move.

Bai Yu's palm left a bright red mark on the Kuai Yu Knife, and he swung it out with a flash of red marks.

The Tyrant's black robe shook violently, and the corners of his clothes rustled. He stood where he was, allowing Bai Yu to chop his neck with the knife.

The surging sword energy and air waves reached nearly a hundred meters behind. The hair rope that Tyrant used to fix his hair broke, and his black hair flew all over the sky, making him look like the Buddha Wu Tian.

Bai Yu stepped on the flowing water that had not yet completely dissipated and returned with his sword drawn.

The two people at the back were stunned.

This……

The Tyrant touched his neck and saw a very shallow wound on his neck, and then a drop of blood flowed out.

He looked at the barely noticeable red on his fingertips and rubbed them together. "You went through all this trouble, just to shed a drop of my blood?"

Bai Yu replied calmly, "You didn't say I couldn't fight back."

Tyrant smiled and said, "I really didn't say that."

Not saying it is one thing, wanting it or not is another.

Who could have thought that in this situation, Bai Yu could still fight back, still think about fighting back, and even dare to fight back.

The Black Evil Bow Master's pupils trembled, and he felt that Bai Yu was more and more unfathomable.

Not only did he fight back, he succeeded.

He was not even twenty years old, and his cultivation had barely reached the third level, yet he actually made the Overlord of the Ten Evils bleed.

The body of the Saint, even if it is standing still, cannot be hurt by ordinary people. Moreover, the Tyrant has extremely strong bloodline, and the defense is enough to withstand the White Stone missile with his physical body.

How on earth is it done?

Is it the power of that knife?

"It's mysterious." Bai Yu automatically answered the question: "It's a pity that the level is too low. It only damages the skin and hair. It's not even qualified as a nail clipper."

In fact, Bai Yu took the initiative to attack, his goal was not to kill the enemy, he also knew that this was impossible, his goal was to force the Tyrant to defend.

Bai Yu originally thought that this knife of his could force him to raise his hand to defend. As long as he defended or counterattacked, it would be counted as his third attack, or 2.5 attacks.

This way he won't be able to make a third move.

But the Tyrant stood still and took the blow with his body.

He aimed at the vital points, but the other party didn't even blink. He was extremely confident and conceited.

It was almost obvious that he was invincible.

If clever tricks don't work, then you can only bite the bullet and face the third attack.

The first two times were just minor ones...just mock exams.

The third strike is the real college entrance examination.

If you can't take it, someone will die.

Bai Yu has nowhere to retreat.

The Tyrant suddenly asked, "How about we stop here?"

Not only did he not rush to take action, but he also made a new proposal.

"Stop now. Although I will take her away, I can guarantee that within three years at most, I will return her to you in good condition."

Chapter 401: The Tyrant's Third Strike, the Third Level of Transcendence

He is expected to be canonized within ten years.

The hegemon has already given Bai Yu a very high evaluation in his heart.

Not everyone is qualified to easily break through one's own defense.

No matter how careless he was, he could deceive me in person and put the knife to my neck.

If he fought with someone of the same level, even if he didn't lose, he would have been seriously injured.

The tyrant is extremely conceited, so for those who respect him, he either gives them enough respect or kills them directly.

The two are not actually in conflict and can coexist.

Killing a junior is nothing.

The problem is that Bai Yu is Bai Potian’s grandson and a student at Penglai College, and this is the Dragon Hometown.

If the Lord of Penglai Island opened his eyes, he might become the first person to face the Lord of Penglai Island directly in three hundred years.

The risk is too great, the reward too low.

So it's not worth it.

But if he didn't give it his all, he wasn't sure he could make the young man bow his head.

What does it mean to take three strikes?

Of course, it doesn’t count if you’re dead.

Does it count as a serious injury?

Does fainting count?

It is easy to kill, but difficult to conquer.

If you want Bai Yu to be unable to withstand this move, you must aim to kill him!

For a tyrant, what he is best at is killing and destroying, not showing mercy.

The proposal he made was also a way to leave himself a way out.

I hope Bai Yu can accept it, so that both parties will be happy.

Anyway, his goal was just to take Tao Rusu away and educate her on his own.

Penglai College is not suitable for her and cannot fully develop her potential. Staying here is just a waste of time.

The Tyrant thought that this proposal was sincere enough.

pity……

There is no such thing as having the best of both worlds in this world.

Bai Yu said calmly, "I refuse."

Just three words, and the negotiation came to an end.

The Tyrant originally thought that the other party would bargain over the 'three years' period, but he never expected the rejection to be so decisive.

"Have you thought it through?" Tyrant repeated, speaking patiently.

"Being able to withstand two of my attacks without dying and letting me shed a drop of blood is enough for you to become famous in Daxia."

"If you force yourself to take the third blow, you will only end up dead!"

Bai Yu said indifferently, "I never care about reputation. I can get what I need myself. I don't need your generosity."

"My purpose from the beginning to the end is only one—"

He didn't need to say anything, his purpose was already clear.

After three moves, Tao Rusu no longer had to leave.

He wasn't trying to find a way out.

I'm not taking this opportunity to test anything.

From the very beginning, the intention was to fulfill the bet of 'taking three moves to keep the person'.

The Tyrant's eyes flickered, and he burst into laughter, with a hint of coldness in his laughter.

"What an arrogant brat... Do you really think that anyone below the level of a Saint can withstand three of my blows and survive?"

Bai Yu was ready to fight and said, "Then I will live to show you!"

The air at the scene was stagnant.

The Black Demon Archer gnashed his teeth in frustration and whispered, "Why didn't you stop him? He's trying to fight to the death!"

Tao Rusu bit her lower lip and took a few deep breaths before she slowly said, "I can't stop him. If I open my mouth, it would be the same as insulting him!"

She was also moved and hesitant about the proposal just now, and almost spoke on her own initiative, but the decision was not in her hands.

She could only watch the bet play out.

This answer made the Black Evil Archer look at Tao Rusu with a slightly higher opinion, but he still did not have a very high opinion of this woman in his heart.

Falling in love with such a woman, or being liked by such a woman, is a disaster.

She did nothing wrong, but her background determined that this tragedy would continue.

Four simple words... Beauty is a disaster.

Bai Yu, who wanted to stop the source of this tragedy here, was undoubtedly bright and dazzling in the eyes of the two.

He knew what kind of mountain he was challenging and how difficult it was to cross.

Because I know this clearly, I choose to fight.

"If something happens, he will really go up." The Black Evil Archer sighed.

Only those who can do what ordinary people cannot do are geniuses.

……

The Tyrant lowered his left hand and raised both hands at the same time for the first time.

At the same time, the air became sticky. Although there was no water, it felt like being in water and movements became slow.

A strong pressure fell from the sky.

That was not the pressure of a realm, but a kind of innate magical power that came from the blood.

It is rich and heavy, enough to suffocate ordinary people, and even extraordinary people will move slower than a snail.

Even at such a distance, the Black Evil Archer felt his movements were several times slower. It was hard to imagine how Bai Yu, who was less than fifty meters away, would move.

He did move.

He took a step forward and his body turned into a swimming dragon. No matter how thick the air was, he could still come and go freely.

He stepped heavily on the ground, and water droplets floated in the air, while the surrounding scene became almost motionless.

The Kuaiyu Knife in his hand rubbed against the air, causing sparks to burst out from the blade, and the originally blue-green blade was stained with a layer of orange-red flames.

The flying sparks and flames illuminated the profile of the Tyrant.

He raised his left hand, trying to grab the sword that was passing by Bai Yu.

However, I caught nothing.

The blade brushed past his shoulder, and Bai Yu instantly turned into a flickering afterimage, and the slashing was carried out amidst repeated bursts of blade light.

The Tyrant stood where he was, letting the blade scrape across his body, sometimes leaving a white mark, sometimes making a tiny cut that would quickly heal.

Others could not see his movements, they could only see the sword light like a turbulent flow, crisscrossing back and forth, as if turning into a vortex, enveloping the tyrant.

Although he was injured repeatedly and his clothes became quite tattered, but...

"Meaningless."

The Tyrant said coldly, "Even if I shed a hundred drops of blood, it wouldn't be enough to force you to strike back with my third strike!"

It cannot injure bones or even cut the muscle membrane. It is simply scraping!

The Tyrant silently exhaled a breath, which set off a violent gust of wind in Longyuan.

He was not standing there to take a beating, but was gathering strength for a thundering blow.

How powerful will the third strike be when it is ready to be launched?

No one knows.