Chapter 231 The Mystery of the Great Sword: Jingzhe, you tried your best, the beating of your heart (4K)
Yin Muhu slipped down and squatted on the ground, leaning his back on the rippling repulsive film, and stretched out his hand to wipe the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth:
"The secret of the Hidden Dragon Style...is well-deserved."
Xue Jing did a backflip in the air and landed on the ground. Looking at Yin Muhu, she was relieved to see that she was in good spirits.
He was really worried that he accidentally killed Yin Muhu.
"Yin sister, how are you? Can you still stand it?"
Xue Jing spoke softly.
"What are you talking about, Brother Xue." The corner of Yin Muhu's mouth raised an excited smile that was completely inconsistent with the appearance of the beautiful girl at the moment, "Isn't this just the beginning?"
That is the smile of a warrior.
That's right, she can be called Sailor Moon at this moment! (X
Although there were two holes in her stomach, the golden arrogance burning all over her body did not diminish at all, seemingly because of the 'Vajra Self-Identity'.
Yin Muhu stood up, and the muscles in his abdomen squirmed. The spiral wound on his abdomen rotated and slowly closed together, closing it forcefully and stopping the bleeding.
She walked slowly to the edge of the ring with her long, toned legs.
There were three rows of weapons racks placed there.
Swords, spears, swords and halberds, axes, hooks and forks, whips, maces, hammers, and sticks... are not only traditional cold weapons of the Xia Dynasty, but also foreign ones, such as Western-style swords, eagle-winged axes, rhinoceros-horned sickles, flame-shaped swords, and seven-branch knives... …
There was even an Aztec ‘maquahuit’ (obsidian saw sword).
This is the weapon provided by the U19 organizer to the participants.
Due to its unrestricted rules, U19 allows contestants to bring their own weapons, but it is inevitable that some contestants will not bring their own weapons for various reasons.
For example, some people are confident that they can do it empty-handed, but regret it when they see their opponent holding a knife after going on the court.
Therefore, in the U19 arena, there are always many weapons ready for players to use... Of course, few people will actually use them.
After all, the quality of these weapons can only be said to be unsatisfactory.
"Brother Xue, I have lost with fists and kicks, let's compete with weapons next."
Yin Muhu pulled out an alloy eyebrow-leveling stick from the weapon rack, with a bit of seriousness on his beautiful face.
Comparing weapons... She knew that this was definitely not a good idea.
Xue Jing made three moves in the Maple City knockout round, two of which were with knives. He even had a rather outrageous sword technique that was terrifyingly powerful.
Everyone who has seen him compete clearly knows that he is by no means a boxer who is stronger with bare hands than with weapons, but a weapons master who also has deep knowledge in the art of weapons.
Yin Muhu turned his eyes and glanced at the old giant sword standing in the center of the ring.
If this kind of heavyweight weapon, which is extremely terrifying at first glance, is wielded by a powerful warrior like Xue Jing... it makes my scalp numb just thinking about it.
According to common sense, the best choice now is to just fight with Xue Jing and try not to remind him that he also brought a weapon to the field...
However, after the previous battle, Yin Muhu already fully understood how big the gap between himself and Xue Jing was.
Even if he uses the self-sacrifice skill of 'Identity', which increases his combat power several times, when facing Xue Jing, it is still like facing an invisible abyss, unable to detect the opponent's upper limit at all.
In terms of pure fists and kicks, she would definitely not be able to win.
In this case, let's do what I thought at the beginning, use all my strength and leave no regrets.
Faced with this request, Xue Jing did everything she could.
He nodded, walked to the Great Sword of Oblivion, stretched out his right hand, and grasped the hilt.
The old and ancient sword body exudes an inexplicable and unpredictable majesty, like a dying veteran whose power has not dissipated.
"Faced with player Yin Muhu's suggestion, player Xue Jing took up arms!"
The excited voice of the commentator sounded in the field.
"According to the data measured before the game, this is a terrifying giant sword weighing a full 2,212 kilograms. For ordinary martial artists, let alone using it as a weapon, even if it is used Lifting it is quite difficult..."
"This is a terrifying weapon that looks like it is designed to deal with some kind of huge creature. It is hard to imagine how the fragile human body can withstand a blow of such weight. This performance is completely excessive!"
Backstage at the Super Arena, in the office of the U19 general manager.
Zhou Yinglin sat on the boss's chair, leaning his elbows on the armrests on both sides, putting his palms together, looking at the live broadcast of the game in front of him.
When he saw Xue Jing reaching out to hold the giant sword and heard the commentator's introduction to the weight of the weapon, he couldn't help but frown slightly.
"Is it a coincidence...or is it intentional?"
The sharp eyes like a falcon showed thoughts and doubts.
"The only flaw in the 'perfect garment' that is not a flaw... How could a countryman in this outer ring know about it?"
"Is there an expert guiding him?"
Zhou Yinglin thought for a while and then shook his head.
"Forget it, it doesn't matter. It's useless even if he knows. He can't do that kind of breaking method."
Zhou Yinglin said to himself.
On the ring, Xue Jing slowly pulled out the old giant sword.
The two-meter-three-meter sword was so huge that it covered Xue Jing's entire body.
"Qianglang——"
As the giant sword was pulled out, it made a crisp sound and a stream of air suddenly spread out.
A terrifying sense of oppression overflowed from Xue Jing's body.
He held the giant sword in one hand and danced a sword flower in the air, making a dull whirring sound. Then he pointed the tip of the sword at Yin Muhu and said softly:
"Yin sister, are you ready?"
Yin Muhu's eyes widened slightly and he murmured: "This is no joke."
She swallowed her saliva and also danced with a stick dance, getting into a posture.
The golden arrogance steam is still blazing, the accumulation of 'self-image' is still abundant, and she can continue to fight for a long time... but this does not give her the slightest sense of security.
Yin Muhu's whole body was numb as if being pricked by countless needles... This was the martial artist's keen physical instinct reminding her.
Danger, very dangerous, extremely dangerous.
If you are not careful, you will be in danger of death in an instant.
Instinct was urging her crazily.
Run away, run away quickly.
No matter what, stay away from that man immediately.
If she were an animal without the ability to think, she would have been driven by instinct and fled an unknown distance away.
"But the most critical difference between humans and animals...is the courage to take one step forward in the face of fear."
"This step is called courage."
Yin Muhu's clear face showed firm eyes, and she raised her feet and moved forward slowly.
One step, two steps...
The audience at the scene held their breath involuntarily as they watched the thin female warrior slowly but firmly approach the terrifying demon king.
"Four Days of Protecting the World, Dorozha!"
Yin Muhu waved his hand and hit the eyebrow-leveling stick, his whole body became more and more arrogant, and the color of red and gold appeared in his pupils.
"Four Days to Protect the World, Bishamon!" "Four Days to Protect the World, Pi Liuli!"
As the killing move is being used and blessed, strange phenomena occur frequently on Yin Muhu.
"Vajra Self-Contained, Heavenly King Appearance!"
The golden flames wrapped around Yin Muhu's body suddenly took shape, turning into a ten-meter-tall statue of a heavenly king wearing armor, with a ferocious face, and six arms.
This is a bizarre picture like the 'Dharma' in myths and legends, which made the audience marvel and excited.
Xue Jing also looked at this scene, but his heart didn't fluctuate much.
With his eyesight, he can obviously see that this 'Heavenly King' is just a virtual image, which was passively formed under the influence of Yin Muhu's spirit, and is not a real entity.
But it is indeed considered to be extremely advanced, and it has reached the esoteric realm of spiritual will affecting other people's senses.
"Brother Xue, take the move!"
Yin Muhu shouted sharply, leaped up, and used his strength to split Huashan Mountain. He raised his eyebrow-level stick in his hand and slashed towards Xue Jing in the air!
The air flow surged, and the terrifying power caused the air around the stick to be blown away, forming a vacuum.
Facing this blow that was enough to smash an armored vehicle, Xue Jing's expression did not change and she just said softly:
"Well done, you tried your best, Yin sister."
He clenched his right hand and stirred up his strength, and a real dragon emerged from his body, letting out a thunderous dragon roar.
The skin, flesh, muscles, bones and blood are flowing together, the secrets are condensed but not emitted, and all the strength is poured into the right arm.
The spiral dents spread on his shoulders, gradually crawled all over his body, gathered at the tip of his fist, and poured into the old giant sword.
This was his first time using a weapon to perform the "finishing point".
The Forgotten Great Sword itself is not very compatible with the finishing touch, and does not have strong penetrating damage.
Therefore, with a thought, Xue Jing used her true martial body to have absolute control over her own luck, and forcibly transformed the 'eye-piercing' penetrating attribute into pure striking power.
Despite this, the pure lethality has been greatly reduced, but the move itself belongs to the realm of mystery. Although it has lost the penetration attribute, it is still powerful.
Coupled with the terrifying heavyweight blessing of the weapon in hand, the power of this blow is even more powerful than the "empty-handed finishing touch", and the range of attack-type damage is also wider!
This move is called——
"Mysterious meaning: Jingzhe."
Xue Jing held the old giant sword in one hand and waved it.
The sound was loud and the elephant was invisible. The sword he waved had almost no special effects. It was like a child sweeping past with a huge plastic toy, which was dwarfed by the huge movement made by Yin Muhu.
But, contrary to appearances, it was a completely unstoppable blow.
Like a tree sweeping over an earthworm, a wheel rolling over a mantis' arm, or a stone breaking through an egg shell.
The moment the alloy-made brow-level stick came into contact with the old, edgeless sword, the entire stick shattered into pieces.
Starting from the tip and spreading rapidly backwards, Yin Muhu's hands holding the stick were torn apart by fragments of iron thorns, and the entire stick turned into fragments of iron rain, which exploded in all directions and hit the repulsive membrane surrounding the arena. , causing countless ripples.
In the silence of the whole place, Yin Muhu looked down at his trembling hands.
Both palms were covered with bloodstains and scratches, and there was a rectangular flesh wound on each palm, with bones visible deep, where she had just held the stick.
Between her chest and abdomen, the clothes had torn apart, revealing the uneven surface of her white skin.
The muscles, internal organs, and bones inside were all shattered into pieces.
This was the result of a slight bump from Xue Jing's 'Jingzhe' blow.
The main target of this extremely exquisite distance control was only the eyebrow-leveling stick in her hand. Only the tip of the sword slightly scratched her body, and it didn't even touch her body. It was just the vacuum impact blowing near the sword body. Got to her.
If the sword really hit her, there would probably be nothing but a pile of minced meat left on the scene.
Yin Muhu showed a convinced expression and said, "I lost."
After saying that, the golden aura dissipated all over his body and he slowly fell to the ground.
"Pah, pah, pah, pah-"
The audience suddenly burst into warm applause that shook the entire venue.
"Wonderful, wonderful!"
"That's too strong. Is this person named Xue Jing really a martial artist from the outer ring?"
"He didn't use all his strength at all, and it felt like his clothes weren't even messed up!"
"A giant sword weighing more than 2,000 kilograms actually looks like a twig in his hand!"
"This feeling of pressure, I want to bet big on him and be the champion!"
"I originally thought this Yin Muhu was just here to make up for the numbers, but I didn't expect him to be so powerful!"
Amid the noise, the repulsive membrane dissipated, and the medical team who had been standing by immediately swarmed over and began to carry out emergency first aid measures on Yin Muhu.
Xue Jing swung the giant sword in his hand to the side with a faint movement that seemed to vibrate with blood, looked at Yin Muhu and said softly: "It is indeed a good surprise."
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the player channel to leave.
"Victory...the victory has been decided!"
"In a battle of geniuses and a collision of mysteries, player Xue Jing defeated player Yin Muhu and won the final victory, proving that his 'wild words' before the game were anything but wild words!"
The passionate voice of the commentary continued, gradually fading away in Xue Jing's ears.
He came to the waiting area backstage, where Jiang Siwei and Ning Yuantai were already waiting. As soon as he saw Xue Jing, Ning Yuantai immediately shouted excitedly: "Brother Xue is awesome!"
"The same goes for Sister Yin. I didn't expect her to be so fierce. It's a pity. If she hadn't met Brother Xue, she might have had a chance to enter the quarterfinals!"
Ning Yuantai sighed.
Jiang Siwei also clapped happily and said: "Did you hear the applause from the audience just now? Xiaojing, you are so embarrassed this time... The inner ring is not the outer ring. It can be recognized by the inner ring audience. It’s not easy.”
Xue Jing waved her hand and said: "Okay, I'll take a rest first and go watch other people's games later."
The finals are different from the knockout rounds. Those who can participate basically have two skills... After playing against Yin Muhu, Xue Jing realized this deeply.
But we can't ignore them like they did in the knockout rounds. We need to see if they have anything worth learning and steal a few moves.
Of course, the most important purpose is to steal Zhou Yinglin's 'perfect garment'.
Xue Jing opened the panel and took a look.
[...Wonderful duel, real martial arts experience value +1668]
[...aiming experience value +963]
[...acting experience value +888]
[...Soldier attack experience value +2067]
…
After reading a row of quite rich experience points, Xue Jing closed the panel.
He held the Forgotten Giant Sword in his hand, and an inexplicable realization came to his heart.
"Boom——"
He seemed to hear the sound of the beating heart of the weapon in his hand again.
…
(End of chapter)