After leaving the world of all NPCs

True masters do not need to fight directly. Just by looking at each other, the collision of their sword intent will produce an invisible aura that affects the people around them.

Just like seeing the pillar of heaven collapse, life will be unconsciously shocked and dare not react at all, and may even be scared to death.

Ying's breathing quickened slightly, beads of sweat oozing from her forehead. Her fingers were still pressing on the hilt of the knife, but she was unable to actually unsheath it.

The other party's eyes were too sharp, as if he had already seen through all her attack routes.

No matter how she changes her tactics.

Eventually they will be countered.

The blond man was still smiling, the cold air from the iced coffee condensed into white mist on his lips. His posture seemed loose, but every inch of his muscles contained the power to explode at any time.

Finally, he spoke, his voice filled with a lazy smile, but it made the air around them tense again.

"What a sharp sword."

"The Sky Blade is naturally sharp."

Ye Zuochen replied casually, his hand under the table grabbing Ying's wrist.

The warmth of the boy's palm was transferred to her skin, and Sakura felt a little relieved.

"Salvatore Donny."

Ye Zuochen called out his name and asked, "As an Italian godslayer, why did you come here? Did you know there are gods in this area?"

"Are there gods here?" Tony blinked. "This is a pleasant surprise. No wonder you came all the way here. But I came here specifically to find you. Although Andre strongly opposed it, my old friend from Chinatown still helped me find this place."

The "King of Swords" who leads the magic societies in Southern Europe, a 24-year-old Italian youth.

A few years ago, he was just a knight who was possessed by the god St. George and fought against different gods. Finally, the god St. George was killed by the god-king Nuada. After Tony regained his self-awareness, he defeated Nuada with swordsmanship, usurped his power, and became a godslayer.

Known as the strongest swordsman in Europe and respected as the leader by local magicians, he is a heretic genius who knows nothing except swordsmanship.

Because of his past experience as a wandering knight, he has some connections with overseas Chinese chambers of commerce.

It can even be said that these Chinese sects are Tony's confidants.

The power in Italy is similar to the local power that was attached to the country after the establishment of the dynasty, and Tony cannot use this group of magicians arbitrarily.

The Chinese sect, which was isolated overseas and had a good relationship with him before the god-killing, has become his subordinates who "will do anything no matter how ridiculous the request is."

Relying on this relationship, Tony found Ye Zuochen easily.

"What do you find me for?"

Ye Zuochen clapped his hands.

Tony grinned at that, his white teeth gleaming in the sunlight like the bared fangs of a large cat. "I heard two gods recently emerged in the Far East. After a series of events, a seventh person took the title of king. Of course, I have to come and see what this new member of the tribe looks like!"

As if receiving some kind of signal, more than a dozen men and women in casual clothes but walking steadily appeared from various corners.

They began to evacuate the surrounding tourists in tacit understanding, their movements so skillful as if they had rehearsed it countless times.

A woman wearing sunglasses even took out a "Construction Underway" warning sign from her handbag and skillfully placed it at the entrance of the cafe.

According to the experience of predecessors, when two godslayers meet, there is a high probability that they will fight.

Even if we don't fight now, we will fight later.

Ye Zuochen took the opportunity to introduce himself.

Tony smiled and said, "Let me ask you something. I have a proposal. Do you want to duel with me?"

Ye Zuochen: “…”

This sounds familiar.

Did I tell Luo Hao about this?

Tony continued, "Except for gods or our own kind, we God Slayers have no rivals capable of fighting. I'm sure this will trouble you in the future, so why not consider this a commemoration of our first meeting?"

A subtle sense of déjà vu caused Ye Zuochen's temple to ache slightly, as if he had been hit right between the eyebrows by an invisible boomerang.

You didn’t go to the Bang Bang set yourself?

"alright."

There seems to be no other way except to accept the duel invitation.

Ye Zuochen's answer instantly made Tony smile like the midday sun. The blond young man couldn't wait to pull out the knight's sword from the box: "I knew you would agree, there is no time to lose..."

"Wait a moment." Ye Zuochen raised his hand. "You were the one who asked for the duel, but the time and place should be confirmed."

"Brother, what you said makes so much sense!"

"We flip a coin to see who goes first."

"No problem, I guess heads."

"Then I guess tails." Ye Zuochen turned to Ying and said, "Flip the coin."

"Oh, okay." Ying quickly took out a coin and tossed it high up. The silver coin drew a shining parabola in the air and was quickly covered by her other hand when it landed on the back of her hand.

The moment it was opened, the sound of the waves suddenly became distant.

"It's the front..."

Ye Zuochen nodded slightly: "You choose first."

"I'll choose the location." Tony pointed directly to the beach in the distance. "It's spacious there. Let's duel there!"

Ye Zuochen looked at the psychic next to him and asked, "How long will it take you to clear the scene?"

"Half an hour."

The leading psychic quickly answered.

Ye Zuochen said, "Then we'll start the battle in half an hour."

After saying that, he stood up and a wooden door appeared behind him.

"Sorry, I can't go to Australia for the time being."

Ying followed Ye Zuochen through the wooden door. "It's okay. Just mind your own business, Mr. Chen. But sparring shouldn't be a big problem."

"Um……"

Ye Zuochen pursed his lips and said nothing.

One of Tony and I must reach zero health!

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PS: The relationship between Mu Continent and Australia in the previous chapter was a foreshadowing. I didn’t feel it when I was writing it, but readers seemed to think there was something wrong.

So I made some minor changes, but after the changes, it became even more messy.

Let me explain here. To put it simply, the human history of the Godkiller Universe allows for the existence of "advanced civilizations that sank to the bottom of the sea." As to whether it is Mu Continent or Atlantis, there is no definite answer. The geography of World 235 is that the area of ​​Mu Continent that did not sink has become Australia.

The reason for this foreshadowing is mainly to pave the way for writing Bloodthirsty Strike.

033 Are you the same type as me?

In the afternoon in Kota Kinabalu, the scorching sun scorches the rugged coastline.

The dark brown reefs pierce the sea surface like the fangs of a giant beast, and the waves explode into fine silver foam between the cracks in the rocks.

Ye Zuochen and Tony stood thirty meters apart.

call--

The sea breeze blew up the sand and gravel, forming a vague barrier between the two people.

Tony's mouth widened into a grin, his blond hair dancing wildly in the wind.

He slowly raised the knight sword in his hand, and the blade shone coldly in the sunlight.

"—Swear an oath here! I will not allow anything to exist that I cannot cut. And this sword is an invincible blade that can cut and slice everything on the earth—"

The cursed power surged like a raging tide, and the right arm instantly turned into flowing silver light. The flesh and blood were replaced by metal, and the silver steel spread along the arm and wrapped around the sword body.

The cursed power wrapped around the knight's sword, transforming it into a magic sword powerful enough to cut through the earth.

This is Tony's iconic power - the Torn Silver Hand.

The right arm turned into a silver arm, and the sword in his hand turned into a magic sword that could cut through everything.

Ye Zuochen held the Vajra Rod in both hands. The rod was as black as ink, but faintly visible were cyan and gold seal characters.

He lowered his body slightly, his posture as steady as a baseball player, his eyes fixed on Tony.

That posture looks like a batsman preparing to take on the pitcher.

This is Ye Zuochen's fighting style.

Taking the card game he is addicted to as an example, he first used a back-attack deck like Cyber ​​Dragon, then used Hope Emperor with an attack power of 10,000 to kill the opponent with one blow, and later used Source Gate. Before the time travel, he used the ultimate back-attack OTK deck like Sky Striker Sky Cup.

Break the opponent's offensive, seize the opportunity, and decide the outcome with one strike.

That's how he fights.

"——The Purple Palace Cave opens and the Golden Elixir turns, the calamity body is indestructible and proves the Pure Yang——"

The ends of the hair glow with gold, and the bones emit the clear sound of jade chimes.

[Qingming Creation Talisman] Enlighten oneself, transforming the body into the "body of a martial god", gaining god-level martial arts and the ability to fly and hide.

"Oh, are you the same type as me, bro?"

Tony moved.

The figure shot out like a cannonball, and the silver magic sword dragged out a dazzling arc of light.

Clang!

Before the sword arrived, the sea surface had been split open by the invisible sword energy, and the waves rolled to both sides, revealing a ravine several meters deep.

Ye Zuochen did not dodge or evade, but swung the Vajra Stick horizontally. The stick suddenly became heavier, and the air was squeezed out, making a bursting sound.

clang--! ! !

The loud sound of metal clashing shook the coast, and the shock wave exploded with the two people as the center. The reefs within a ten-meter radius collapsed instantly, and the waves were shaken into mist, reflecting a brief rainbow light in the sunlight.

Tony's sword was abruptly stopped, but he turned his wrist and the magic sword twisted like a poisonous snake, with the blade slashing upwards and heading straight for Ye Zuochen's throat.

Ye Zuochen retreated half a step, and smashed down with the diamond stick. The end of the stick hit the sword's spine heavily, forcibly deflecting the trajectory of the slash.

The two separated as soon as they touched, and then approached each other again in an instant.

Tony's eyes suddenly became unfocused, as if he had given up thinking.

A state of no thoughts and no ideas!

No matter how the enemy attacks, Donnie relies on his free-thinking sword intent and natural sword skills to fight back.

This can be said to be the posture of "nothingness".

Precisely because it is "nothing", it can produce infinite changes. It is not enough to describe it as changeable and free. It is simple and yet changeable, just like the yin and yang of each other, the two contradictory elements are naturally integrated into one.

The next moment, Tony took the initiative to draw his sword!

It’s not that I found Ye Zuochen’s weakness in my mind, it’s quite the opposite.

Its sword intent sensed that Ye Zuochen was waiting.

Waiting for what I don't know.

But it doesn’t matter, just draw your sword yourself.

Just let me see what you are waiting for?

Clang clang!

The sound of swords clashing rang out like a continuous downpour. Tony's swordsmanship was wild and imaginative, and the silver sword light poured down like a rainstorm.

Ye Zuochen used the diamond stick as a shield, the stick shadow flying, accurately blocking every attack, and the cyan-gold seal characters flashed with every collision.

[Cut Everything] and [Kill with One Hit] collide without any fancy moves!

boom!

Ye Zuochen seized the moment when Tony's sword was about to strike the air, and the diamond stick fell like thunder, hitting Tony's head heavily.

Clang——!