Age of Heroes, 10-game winning streak

The first push is strong, the second is weak, the third is exhausted... He has been taking deep breaths several times in a row, but he can only pull the knife out five inches.

When he glanced sideways, he met Bai Yu's indifferent gaze that said "just like that", and he immediately felt indignant... Just as he was distracted, the knife was pushed back a little, from five inches to four and a half inches.

no……!

Zhou Kui realized that he had been too arrogant. If he continued like this, even if it took him half an hour, he would definitely be the first to run out of energy!

He immediately gave up the idea of ​​controlling the sword with Qi, and grabbed the hilt with his right hand. His five fingers held the weapon, but he did not pull it out. Instead, he suddenly turned the hilt, and the whole sword and scabbard spun like a top.

In this way, Bai Yu was forced to release the scabbard.

Bai Yu did indeed loosen the scabbard, clenched his five fingers, and put some distance between them.

The two men switched positions. Bai Yu changed from holding tightly to holding lightly, while Zhou Kui changed from holding lightly to holding firmly. He took advantage of this opportunity to pull out the river-crossing pawn to nine inches in one go.

"Good!" Xihai Zhou cheered repeatedly.

Bai Yu suddenly smiled, and then pushed his right hand forward, as if to push the knife back into the scabbard; Zhou Kui's face changed drastically, and he immediately tried to stop him, but he couldn't. The scabbard closed together with the blade at an extremely fast speed, quickly pressing from nine inches to seven inches.

The sword master had to change to holding the sword with both hands, and only then was he able to barely stop Bai Yu's counterattack, but he could only barely hold on to five inches.

Two invisible but tangible forces were constantly sawing back and forth on the pawn crossing the river. Sparks mixed with frost flew everywhere, spider-web-like cracks spread from under the feet of the two men, and the granular objects produced by the broken objects were miraculously suspended. All kinds of phenomena generated heat from friction on Newton's coffin.

At this point, everyone can see that... Zhou Kui can't pull out the knife.

He used both hands, but was unable to stop the opponent's push with one hand. He was like a vassal who was conquered along the way, constantly ceding territory, until only three inches of land was left.

Zhou Kui's eyes turned red.

He has been practicing swordsmanship all his life, so how could he accept such a ridiculous result? Facing a powerful enemy, he couldn't even draw his sword.

Seeing that the last three inches of distance were about to be completely lost, he roared in anger and kicked directly towards Bai Yu.

Bai Yu did not expect Zhou Kui to make such a kick, and activated the Holy Land for passive defense. Although he himself remained motionless, he gave the opponent a chance to withdraw. Dao Kui used the force to bounce back several meters away and drew his weapon from the scabbard at the same time.

Although the scabbard was still in Bai Yu's hand, he finally managed to draw the sword successfully.

Huang Qiyun couldn't bear it any longer and slammed the table and stood up: "What a shameless guy!"

Zhou Kui was not justified but still confident: "You didn't say I can't use my feet!"

No matter what posture was used, at least the knife was pulled out.

The sword master thought that just drawing the sword was not the end, so he simply took advantage of the situation and gave chase.

He was now a little angry and had forgotten many thoughts.

The mad knife rises with the wind.

The cold blade light slashed directly at the vital parts of Bai Yu's torso without any explanation.

This move by Dao Kui has already reached the top of the martial arts world.

When it comes to direct combat capabilities, Zhou Kui's title as the sword master is not in vain, his strength is actually on the same level as the spear master... and those who use swords are usually no match for those who use guns. From here we can see that his strength level is slightly better than that of the Wu family's spear master, but because of the compatibility of the weapons, his sword skills are unable to exert their strongest power.

This mad sword is undoubtedly the pinnacle of martial arts.

But this was only the martial arts world five hundred years ago.

The reason why Bai Yu looked down on Zhou Kui was that compared to the brilliant swordsman Huo Qiu Shui of later generations, he was far inferior in both talent and character.

Although Huo Qiu Shui also had his faults and was a little too protective of the Martial Saint Pavilion when he was older, he devoted his entire life to serving the country and the people, always abided by the rules, and never did anything to stifle the younger generation.

Even though the two sides were hostile at first, he only put a little pressure on Bai Yu and made things difficult for him. After realizing his talent, he immediately gave up suppressing him and turned to supporting him.

In terms of character, Zhou Kui is far inferior to Huo Qiu Shui.

In terms of strength and talent, Huo Qiu Shui alone improved Da Xia's swordsmanship by more than ten feet.

Bai Yu just took a look at the sword Zhou Kui swung and lost interest.

This sword technique is not as fast as Thousand Machine Rakshasa; nor as heavy as Crossing the River Three Swords.

Identified as an outdated antique.

Bai Yu's eyes turned cold, he grasped the scabbard with his backhand, used it as a weapon, and chopped down with a powerful force like thunder... The third sword to cross the river: domineering!

The pawn crossing the river faced the scabbard.

What should have been a crushing victory turned into a one-sided suppression with unstoppable force.

But it was completely different from what one had imagined, the scabbard was actually suppressing the mad knife.

Bai Yu's cultivation is no longer what it used to be. After many battles, his realm has long been completely consolidated. His mastery of the Three Swords of Crossing the River has also incorporated the essence of Qianji Luosha's swordsmanship. He has integrated the swordsmanship of the two sword saints in his hands. This first sword move, which comes first, has been completely mastered by him.

Even if Qianji Luosha and Huo Qiushui came here, they would have to lie down obediently if they were hit by this knife.

Before this blow, the Mad Blade could only be said to be too fragile. It was too focused on attack power and sharpness, and too focused on moves. It was completely defeated in terms of strength and speed, just like a clothesline against a Mach 3 baseball bat.

Even if the former could really shoot down Feiyan, it would not be able to stop the latter's violent destruction.

The results are obvious.

In the overwhelming attack, the soldier who crossed the river was pushed back and hit Zhou Kui's chest. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and the blood turned into mist. He lost his balance and his body retreated all the way. His chest collapsed. His hands were pressed against the back of the knife, but he still couldn't stop the powerful force of the knife. He flew out of the restaurant from the side and retreated nearly 500 meters. His back hit the city wall and he barely stopped.

Several eye-catching cracks extend all the way from the wall.

The contemporary sword master sat down against the city wall, his two hands tightly grasping the weapons in their hands. Whether it was his right hand holding the handle or his left hand holding the back of the sword, the bones could be seen at the worn places, and both hands were broken.

After all, the body of the Martial Saint is too fragile and lacks the protection of a sanctuary. The result of a head-on collision is that the weaker party will become a piece of cake.

Tap tap...the sound of footsteps is nearby.

Bai Yu followed along, holding a scabbard in his hand. Hundreds of onlookers had gathered on both sides of the road.

Although it was late at night, there were many people in Gelu City, and the people in the martial arts world had irregular lifestyles, so there were many street urchins shopping. Seeing such a big mess, even if they didn't dare to join in the fun, they would definitely eat some melon seeds nearby.

Someone took a closer look and exclaimed, "Oh my god, isn't that the Zhou family's sword master?"

The onlookers nearby trembled with their fingers and almost threw the melon rind away: "You didn't see it wrong?"

"Even if I can't recognize the person, I can recognize that sword! It's the Crossing Sword, one of the top three famous swords in history. It must have been passed down for many generations!"

"Really... isn't it? That's the Sword Master, how did he become like this?"

"Oh my God, the dignified Martial Saint Wu Kui...could he have offended the Martial Immortal?"

Passersby around were talking about it, and then quickly fell silent.

Because Bai Yu had already approached with the scabbard in hand, looking at Zhou Kui who was already leaning against the wall and trying to stand up, he said calmly: "Are you convinced?"

Although Zhou Kui was an arrogant person, as a martial artist he understood the principle of standing firm and taking a beating. If you are not as skilled as your opponent, then you are not as skilled as your opponent. Although the sword attack that the opponent had just used was only a flash in the pan, it was enough for him to catch up with for the rest of his life.

"You, ahem, you won..." He said weakly, "From now on, you are the new Sword Master."

"No need." Bai Yu threw the scabbard back: "I've said it before, I don't like it!"

“Ahem, wait, wait…” Zhou Kui struggled to stand up: “You, you are Bai… Mr. Bai?!”

Wow——!

The originally quiet crowd at the scene was now a little noisy, with many eyes cast on Bai Yu, and everyone started to discuss in low voices when they saw his appearance.

“It really looks like…”

"This young man is exactly like the one in the storyteller's commentary."

"Is there really such a person in the world? Not only is he so handsome, but his cultivation is even better than Wu Kui's?"

"That's not victory. Look at what happened to Dao Kui."

"Why did they clash? Did Dao Kui get drunk and flirt with Miss Huang?"

Bai Yu also realized that his identity would be recognized, and said calmly: "It's me... If you want revenge, I'll leave you an address and a note, just come, you can also bring that West Sea Gun King with you, I don't mind fighting you two alone."

The audience was stunned again, and the people in the martial arts world were dazzled.

Such domineering words spoken in such a calm tone really make people's blood boil.

After all, life is so boring, so showing off is a necessity for many people. Watching others showing off can also satisfy their spiritual needs. That's why people in the underworld enjoy gossip so much.

“How dare I…” Zhou Kui sighed. He didn’t expect that he had just been warned by the leader, but now he hit this wall.

He looked at the other person's back with bitterness, thinking silently... You are really handsome, but why don't you wear white clothes? This way I won't recognize the wrong person.

He was just looking for a place to heal his wounds when he suddenly saw an axe coming down, glancing at his scalp and falling to the ground, blocking his way.

Dao Kui broke out in a cold sweat, then took a deep breath and looked at the person who came: "Miss Shen San, do you want to kill me?"

"I came here because I heard someone was causing trouble. I didn't expect that you, the leader of swords, would get involved." Shen Xiruo glanced at Zhou Kui and raised her eyebrows, "I wanted to come over to stop the fight, but I didn't expect that you would also get humiliated."

"My skills are just not as good as others." Zhou Kui said calmly.

"You lost?" Shen Xiruo asked in surprise.

"We lost." Dao Kui said, "According to the rules of the martial arts world, the Zhou family will be held responsible for what happened today. I will go to the City Lord's Mansion to plead guilty, and have the younger generation of my family apologize to the Wu family."

"It's not like you to be so bold and responsible." Shen Xiruo raised her eyebrows. In her impression, Zhou Kui was quite arrogant and had a domineering personality. He always looked unconvinced towards everyone.

"If everything is alright, Zhou will go back to heal his wounds first."

Zhou Kui clasped his fists, bent down, turned around, grabbed the scabbard, and staggered away.

He is indeed arrogant, but not unreasonable. He didn't do this in the past because it was unnecessary, and he does it now because he doesn't want to care.

The sword technique that Bai Yu had just used was far superior to all the sword techniques he had ever seen.

The sword master thought he was at the top of the mountain of swordsmanship in the world, but he didn't expect that the sky was nine levels high. The scenery presented before his eyes after rising up would surely make a swordsman excited.

For a martial arts madman, nothing is more worthy of joy and happiness than this. He seems to have found back the state of mind when he was young practicing sword. He has no distractions and only wants to practice sword, because he has a goal to pursue and the possibility of going further.

This is really a surprising and good thing.

In comparison, the conflict between the Wu and Zhou families was totally insignificant. He was even too lazy to care about the trivial matter of family reputation.

Shen Xiruo raised her hand, and the guards from the City Lord's Mansion behind her came closer.

"Don't we have to go to the restaurant?"

"No need." Shen Xiruo shook her head. She guessed who was in the restaurant.

Today is not suitable to meet the other party, otherwise it might arouse suspicion.

And given her position, it is not appropriate to say certain things.

Although Shen Xiruo was very curious about where this young man who suddenly appeared came from.

……

In the restaurant.

Bai Yu returned to his seat.

Huang Qiyun handed over a glass of wine: "Take a sip to moisten your throat. That guy is really annoying. He must have wasted a lot of time."

"Not bad." Bai Yu smiled: "Only after dealing with these troubles can we have a good meal in peace."

He said to the uneasy shopkeeper, "Don't worry about us, just go and clean up. I hope it won't affect your future business."

The shopkeeper left with gratitude, because Bai Yu was very sensible, otherwise with Feng Sheng's destructive power, it would be a piece of cake for him to demolish his restaurant.

It was also thanks to Bai Yu's extremely strong control over his soul that made him a saint, otherwise an ordinary martial saint would not be able to highly compress his sword power without leaking it.

Huang Qiyun asked quietly, "Will a lot of people come looking for us after tonight?"

"Just ignore those uninvited guests and live our life." Bai Yu just picked up a piece of deer meat.

Suddenly a cold wind blew, and there was an extra person next to the table.

The sword energy was chilling and cold.

The steaming meat fell into the bubbling hot pot, splashing dark red soup.

A cold-looking woman stood beside the table, the long sword hanging at her waist clanging incessantly.

Huang Qiyun ignored the woman beside him, picked up the piece of meat, dipped it in the sauce and passed it to Bai Yu's mouth, so he opened his mouth: "Ah~"

Bai Yu opened his mouth and swallowed the piece of meat.

"Is it tasty?"

“Although it’s a little overcooked, the flavor is richer and a little softer, which is also good.”

"I just asked the shopkeeper to add two dishes. Try this. Do you want me to feed you?"

"Then I'd rather be respectful than obey."

The two of them showed their affection unscrupulously.