I really don't want to be famous, but the collapse is still chasing me

Xing and Su Shang's mouths twitched wildly. Fortunately, the attack just now was not powerful enough.

But what if the flowers and plants are damaged?

Without saying anything, the two men took out their weapons and shouted, "Go!"

however,

The battle was almost one-sided. Whenever Yan Qing was about to succeed, he would retract his sword.

Finally, he was helpless and sighed secretly.

"Your skills are really crude. There is no point in fighting further..."

And that deep voice once again surrounded everyone's ears,

"In that case, why not kill them?"

Hearing this, the burning heat in Yan Qing's eyes dimmed a little.

"Killed...them? I thought it was just a competition."

"Victory means life, defeat means death. The laws of the battlefield are the same as the laws of the universe. There is no difference. Swordsmanship is the art of victory. Only the victorious swords can be passed down. The defeated swords are all buried in the desolate graves."

"But……"

"Are you resisting me? Unnecessary mercy. If you can't let go of these distracting thoughts, how can you take one step forward? Raise your sword!"

Yan Qing looked at the sword in his hand, his hands shaking constantly.

at this time,

Su Chang stood up with a righteous look on her face.

"Hehe, what a winner! You pretend to be a senior master and talk about the level of swordsmanship. In fact, you are just a bad guy who treats people as chess pieces and uses others' competitive spirit to satisfy your desire to kill..."

[Is this still the Li Dazhentou I know? Can he say so many idioms? ]

【Actually, I have this doubt too. 】

"At this moment today, I finally figured it out. Could it be that what she meant was 'the sword can be broken, but the will cannot be taken away'?" Su Chang picked up the Xuanyuan Sword in her hands while talking.

"Yanqing Xiaowei, we haven't decided the winner of the battle just now. Don't let your sister talk nonsense and say that "there is no point in fighting further"! "

[As expected of the Suchang I am familiar with. 】

[It proves that I was overthinking just now. ]

-

The deep voice in the space laughed loudly.

"Hahaha, this girl's fighting spirit is really burning! Since she insists on fighting, young man, will you respond?"

Yan Qing gritted his teeth and finally squeezed out a few words.

"Yanqing...will not retreat."

Su Chang took a step forward, with a tragic feeling of a hero who would never return.

Tears welled up in Huo Huo's eyes, "Ms. Su Shang, you...!"

Su Shang slowly turned her head back, revealing a determined look.

"This is a matter between fellow Cloud Riders. It's okay if I lose, but if I abandon my colleagues and bring shame to Cloud Riders, wouldn't that be unworthy of the sword in my hand?

Although I think I may not be able to hold out for a few more moves. Go and get the general! I will never fall down easily before he arrives!"

[Why does it feel wrong? 】

[You're not going to kill me, are you? ]

[I don't think so. My opponent is Yan Qing, and he is not completely possessed. I don't think he will be stabbed.]

[It’s all Mihoyo’s fault. Once I saw a tragic scene, I thought there was a knife.]

-

Xing and the other two returned to the ferry.

Gui Naifen wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Shangshang, my Shangshang, how could she be so silly... But when she blocked Yanqing for us, her back was really charming."

Huo Huo put down his phone and said to the two anxiously,

"According to the information from the underworld messenger, the general is currently taking a break in Sui Garden. We must hurry up and find the general!

Right now, I'm afraid he's the only one who can help Brother Yanqing recover from his illusion, right?"

The next moment, the camera switched.

Xing finally saw Jing Yuan's whereabouts, only to see him standing in front of Fu Yan.

Jing Yuan heard footsteps coming from behind him, turned his head and looked back, and saw Xing Sansan with his hands on his knees, breathing heavily.

"What's wrong? Why do you look so out of breath?"

Xing calmed his breath and recounted what happened at the Dragon Prayer Altar.

Jing Yuan touched his chin, his face full of self-blame.

"Sui Yang, who controls people's minds in the name of teaching swordsmanship? It would be great if he could teach them in accordance with their aptitude. Unfortunately, this monster is too competitive, which makes it difficult for Yan Qing to handle this child."

Huo Huo: "Then General, let's set off immediately? If it's too late, Su Chang might..."

"Yes, I understand. But before I leave, I have a question for Fuyan who is eavesdropping. I believe you know this "Liaoju"?"

Fuyan looked up at Jingyuan.

"Of course. He is the brave warrior of "Liaoyuan" and the most aggressive one among our fragments. But who is this swordsman named "Yanqing"? "

Jing Yuan said softly, "My disciple."

"Hehe." Fu Yan laughed, "No wonder I smelled a hint of sadness in you. Oh - I understand. In order to rescue the incompetent disciple, the master had to fight in person? I really envy "Rongju". "

"You only know the taste of sadness, but don't know what sadness means. I was obsessed with winning and losing, and tried to improve my swordsmanship but chose a shortcut. This is my dereliction of duty as a master, and it's also the reason for my sadness." Jing Yuan's voice was soft, but it felt as cold as ice.

"I advise you not to pretend to be relaxed here. The Molten Torch is extremely murderous. Once you are controlled by it, it will not recognize your relatives, let alone your master." Fu Yan waved at the few people.

"You guys go quickly, I won't delay your fight between master and disciple."

Jing Yuan smiled at Fu Yan, and his scalp tingled.

Then they returned to the Dragon Prayer Altar.

Su Chang wiped the sweat from her chin, and there was a sense of pride in her words.

"The brave guards of the Divine Strategy Palace...are just so-so...I thought I would be defeated as soon as you drew your sword.

I didn’t expect… I didn’t expect that I could hold on until now. I… I’m not as useless as I thought.”

The deep voice continued to stimulate Yan Qing, "Young man, you hesitated, you have been hesitating.

You actually spent so much time against a swordsman with such a huge difference in strength. As a swordsman, don't you have any self-esteem? Is the disastrous defeat at the Dragon Prayer Altar going to happen again?

It is time to act. Only blood can wash away the shame on the sword."

"He won't do it." Jingyuan's voice came from the entrance.

Yan Qing's eyes suddenly widened, "General..."

The deep voice laughed loudly, "Young man, the person who will teach you how to use the sword is here."

This voice continued to seduce Yan Qing.

Yan Qing's face was full of confusion, and he stammered, "I... I will use this sword..."

"Yan Qing will not draw his sword to prove something to me. I have confidence in him." Jing Yuan then gave Yan Qing a gentle smile.

"This confidence is not about believing that he will win in the end... but believing that one day he will break free from victory and defeat and realize the real reason why he swings the sword - whether for pleasure, to save people, or to kill the enemy...

This reason must be found by himself, no one can teach him. Now is the time for him to take this step. "