"I don't believe it!" The female swordsman's eyes were red and she said angrily, "This must be a coincidence!"
After that, she frantically attacked Luo Sheng again.
But then, every attack she launched was perfectly blocked by Luo Sheng! Not a single mistake!
Moreover, Luo Sheng started to fight back!
From this moment on, it was no longer Luo Sheng's passive defense, but Luo Sheng's main attack, and the female swordsman had no choice but to defend.
Even gradually, the female swordsman began to be unable to block all Luo Sheng's attacks, and she began to get injured continuously, and the number of injuries continued to accumulate.
From Luo Sheng being able to get hit once within a hundred knives, gradually to within a hundred knives, she was hit twice, three times, five times!
This scene was unimaginable, Luo Sheng was obviously seriously injured and was about to lose his strength, but he was getting better and better at fighting!
Finally, after the female swordsman was hit three times in a row, she fell and flew out, and was stepped on by Luo Sheng, who followed closely behind her!
That female Jianhao was disheartened, her face was ashen.
"Hiss..." Ye Feiyang and the others felt their scalps go numb.
The wind chaser sighed: "He has improved again. If I fight him now, I'm afraid it will be 20-80. Even the silence of my soul can't stop this fighting lunatic."
Na Luo Sheng stepped on the female swordsman's shoulder condescendingly, and said: "Some people say that talent is very important. Some things can't be accomplished through simple hard work. It must be matched with good talent."
"But I want to say that people who say such things are all cowards. They are looking for reasons for their own failures!"
"In this world, there is nothing that cannot be accomplished through hard work. If there is, it is not hard enough!"
"I didn't learn my skills, I got them by phone. This is the difference between you and me."
After saying that, Luo Sheng let go of his feet.
The female swordsman felt insulted, and said angrily: "Kill me! You won, why don't you give me a decent death! I don't want to live in such a disgraceful world!"
"Death is the respect you should give me!"
Luo Sheng shook his head, and said, "I have absolutely no interest in killing people who are weaker than myself. In my eyes, you no longer exist."
"The only reason I fight with others is not to kill them, but to get hurt, to make up for my own shortcomings."
When it came to this, everyone was in awe.
This is a pure martial artist, a person worthy of everyone's respect.
The remaining ghost kings were also silent, they were what Luo Sheng said, they were the ones with extraordinary talents and high comprehension.
They have a variety of unexpected means, and their own horror genre.
But Luo Sheng doesn't have these, he doesn't need genres, and he doesn't need novel methods, he just needs to understand how to defeat his enemies, that's enough.
It was also at this time that the female swordsman lost all will to fight, and she failed. With the relaxation of willpower, the side effects of the silence of the soul also came out.
Her body began to decompose, and her life structure collapsed.
"Red Devil, save her." Luo Shenggui King said flatly.
"But..." the Red Devil King hesitated for a moment: "She killed so many of our companions, she..."
"I said, save her." Luo Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly.
The red devil king immediately nodded and said, "Okay, okay, I'll save you."
"Get out!" The female swordsman who was decomposing, shouted angrily: "I don't need to be rescued by anyone, let me die!"
Luo Sheng looked at the female swordsman and said, "I asked him to save you, not because I pity you, but because I think you are a good opponent and you still have room for development."
"If one failure makes you feel ashamed, then you are not worthy to be my opponent. You don't even have the courage to face failure."
The female swordsman was stunned. At this moment, the story Luo Sheng said suddenly came back to her mind.
The Red Devil King hurried forward, pressed the female Jianhao's shoulder with one hand, and injected a steady stream of red light into her body.
But the female swordsman didn't have the Red Devil King in her eyes at all, she just stared at Luo Sheng in surprise.
Ye Feiyang was anxiously assisting Hong Mo. He took out the elixir and spirit grass he had collected and gave it to the female swordsman.
Na Luosheng said: "You think that the way of martial arts is to win, but I said that the way of martial arts is to prevent yourself from failing."
"Chasing the wind, you are the only one left."
The wind chaser smiled wryly and shook his head: "I am no longer your opponent."
"So?" Luo Sheng asked back: "If you're not an opponent, you won't fight? If you take fighting so superficially, then where is the reason for the existence of martial arts?"
These words touched Xiang Nan's heart deeply.
Xiang Nan is also such a person. He has been facing enemies that he cannot defeat.
But he solved it every time. He defeated someone who was stronger than him and had a higher level than him. Up to now, Xiang Nan himself is not particularly clear why this happened.
But after meeting Luo Sheng, he finally understood.
Budo is such a wonderful art, it does not lie in being stronger than others, because there will always be someone stronger than you.
It lies in the fact that the weak use their own methods to defeat those who are stronger than themselves. This process is the most valuable.
It is also this feeling of defeating the strong with the weak that keeps driving each warrior to jump into the long river of martial arts one after another, dedicating his life to it without hesitation.
With the efforts of the Red Devil King, the female swordsman was finally saved.
But she completely lost the sharpness she had at the beginning. Instead, the first thing she did after standing up was to walk up to Luo Sheng and bow deeply to him.
At this time, she only had a plain piety on her face, piety towards martial arts.
The contempt for the weak, the arrogance of her own strength, can no longer be found in her, and she has transformed at this moment.
Respecting every one of your enemies is the most basic quality that a master should possess.
You are weaker than me, I will not mock you, because I don't know when one day, you will suddenly be stronger than me.
You are stronger than me, I will not be afraid of you, because one day, Feng Shui will turn.
Xiang Nan let out a long sigh in his heart.
If Bai Wuya is a master who pioneered martial arts and created the modern "stream of consciousness" style of play, he represents the skills and methods of martial arts.
And this Luo Sheng definitely represents the purest martial arts, his attainments in martial arts can already stand shoulder to shoulder with Bai Wuya.
If there are people in this world who can really be invincible, then Xiang Nan only recognizes two, one is Bai Wuya and the other is Luo Sheng.
These are two people that Xiang Nan really admires from the bottom of his heart.
"This trip through time was really not in vain, it made me see Luo Sheng's demeanor." Xiang Nan said in his heart.
In the end, the Chaser still didn't challenge Luo Sheng.
The answer he gave was also irrefutable.
Because his obsession with victory is far inferior to that of Luo Sheng.
When a person's obsession with victory is inferior to his own enemy, then any battle will be meaningless. Luo Sheng turned around and walked in front of the holy furnace, he held the long knife and said, "When will you come out?"