Absolute Zone Zero: As a corpse, elegance needs no words

Xuan Li held a wooden sword, with the tip of the sword pointing diagonally to the ground. He looked cold and said

"Even if she were to stand in my way and something like this were to happen, she wouldn't dodge or resist. Instead, she would let my sword pierce her... Or perhaps, before I could even strike, she would kill herself..."

"You don't understand, and you can't possibly understand."

"She is the best master in the world... one of a kind."

In this current fight, Xuan Li was able to gain the upper hand because of Qingyi. Most of his martial arts skills came from her.

Raising the sword and holding it tightly with both hands, Xuan Li took a step forward, then moved forward quickly, raising his knee and thrusting the sword.

The fake Qingyi quickly raised his sword to block, and the wound on its side that had just been cut by the wooden sword was still emitting wisps of black mist.

Xuan Li's sword thrust naturally couldn't be his final move. He quickly released his raised knee and kicked straight out like a dragon with a spear.

This time it hit the fake Qingyi hard. As Xuanli continued to profit from his strong reaction ability and variation of tactics, it didn't dare to disperse its body.

Then Xuan Li stepped forward again, and the black sword was also thrust out at this time. Xuan Li blocked the black sword with an upward thrust, then raised his hand and stabbed forward with the wooden sword again, aiming directly at the fake Qingyi's throat.

The fake Qingyi quickly stepped back to avoid the sword, and at the same time retracted the black sword to block in front of him, preventing Xuan Li from moving forward.

The tip of the wooden sword hit the blade of the black sword, like a contest between a spear and a shield. As Xuan Li pressed forward, the fake Qingyi had to retreat again.

"Besides... seeing you transformed into this state in front of me is truly... disgusting..."

"You don't deserve it even for the skin!"

Xuan Li's cold voice fell, and he used the wooden sword to move upwards to deflect the black sword, and then he chopped it down with his backhand, while his hind leg moved forward. After the sword missed, he kicked it with a high kick.

The fake Qingyi's shoulder was hit hard, and her body sank down, and her whole balance was greatly damaged. Xuan Li would not let go of this serious flaw, and slashed downward with the wooden sword.

At this moment, the fake Qingyi raised his head and held out the black sword with one hand, as if trying to stop Xuan Li.

However, the black sword has limited strength and length, so how could it possibly attack Xuan Li?

Just as the wooden sword was about to cut the fake Qingyi in two, the pitch-black sword suddenly softened, and in the blink of an eye it pierced out like a spear, heading towards Xuan Li's chest.

This attack was extremely sudden, as if it had been prepared for a long time. Xuanli's middle door was wide open, making it almost impossible to avoid.

Xuan Li just looked at the attacking black thorn and curled his lips slightly. The originally fierce slash loosened and the force on it disappeared instantly, allowing Xuan Li to turn around and avoid the black thorn.

He didn't use his full strength in this sword strike, and he was restraining his strength all the time. The sword strike that seemed to be the end was just an illusion he created!

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Xuan Li's eyes were bright, and his short hair with a gradient of black and gold flew as his body turned. He showed a bright smile, which was unrestrained and flamboyant.

Any black matter that the wooden sword came into contact with would melt, but the black sword was extremely hard, as if it had been completely hardened by the pitch-black monster, sacrificing its ability to deform in exchange for strength.

But this is just an illusion created by the dark monster.

It has been creating this illusion since the beginning of the battle. No matter what opportunity it had, the black sword did not change, which made Xuan Li almost believe it.

But after Qingyi's training, Xuanli's vigilance was not so easily weakened, not to mention that he had suffered the same loss at Qingyi's hands before!

He couldn't assume that the black sword was the dark monster's weapon and not a part of his body!

An inch longer is an inch stronger. The dark monster chose the sword to fight him. There might be a possibility of spiritual reflection, but there is also a great possibility that there is a conspiracy!

Xuan Li held the sword in one hand, dodged the attack of the fake Qingyi and came to its side. At this moment, the fake Qingyi was almost completely covered by Xuan Li's attack range.

"Next, I'll see you off!"

Xuan Li snorted coldly, holding the sword in one hand and rushing out towards the fake Qingyi's head. At this moment, the fake Qingyi was shrouded in the threat of death and completely changed back to his original appearance, trying to disperse his body to avoid Xuan Li's sword.

It can only hope that this trick works, after all, it has no other means now.

But...how could Xuan Li let it happen?

As the dark monster split into two halves, the wooden sword in Xuan Li's hand stabbed directly into the empty space on the side, and then stopped suddenly.

Hold the sword, stop, exert force, and slash horizontally!

Xuan Li's eyes were sharp and his hair was dancing in front of him. As he moved, a green butterfly landed on the hilt of the wooden sword where he held the sword with one hand.

In a trance, there seemed to be another figure, who, together with Xuan Li, tightly grasped the wooden sword and slashed at the dark monster.

The sword formed by the flowers of hope and the future will cut off the pain and the past!

At the moment when the sword holding the flower fell.

All kinds of thoughts flashed through Xuan Li's mind, as if thousands of words were about to be released with the fall of this sword.

However, Xuan Li did not roar, nor was he ecstatic, nor did he express any victory. He just looked at the pain calmly, looking at the pain of being cut off.

In the end, he just let out a whisper.

"Thank you."

As the words fell, the wooden sword in Xuan Li's hand directly slashed through the dark monster, cutting it into four halves from the left and right.

It was naturally impossible for the dark monster to recover from such a horrific injury. A large amount of black smoke rose up, and with a silent scream, it completely dissipated.

As the dark monster disappeared, the wooden sword in Xuan Li's hand quickly disintegrated, and the world gradually became darker.

After a moment, Xuan Li returned to the darkness again.

It seems... darkness has returned.

Suddenly, a drop of cold water fell.

It's raining.

Almost in the next second, heavy rain poured down, the sky gradually brightened, and the rainy night enveloped the world.

Xuan Li didn't care about the biting coldness that hit his face. He squatted down and stared at the soft halo.

It was a pure white flower.

Under the protection of Xuan Li's body, this fragile white flower was spared from being swayed in the wind and rain, and quietly bloomed with a faint light.

It is what was left after the twisted monster died.

The wind and rain continued to beat against the world. Xuan Li's hair stuck to his forehead, and drops of rain fell, and waves of weakness hit his body.

After everything he'd been through, how could he not be exhausted?

The sea of ​​flowers had been burned to ashes by him, buried along with the endless black fog, and it seemed that the beautiful world was also destroyed along with it.