Almost out of instinct, Ye Wushuang immediately turned around and dodged aside. The effect of the special training at the mecha training base was immediately revealed at this time.
The sharp weapon that refracted the sunlight, even though Ye Wushuang was turning aside, it still pursued it with the same momentum. But in Ye Wushuang's quick and incomparable dodges, the weapon finally failed to keep up with Ye Wushuang's speed.
When Ye Wushuang completely stabilized his position, the sharp weapon that never gave up the pursuit was still no less than half a meter away from his body.
The half-meter gap was enough for Ye Wushuang to make a counterattack.
In the training base, Zhang Mo once asked Ye Wushuang to do exercises similar to avoiding counterattacks. At that time, although he used all wooden swords, he attacked Ye Wushuang with more than eight weapons at a time, which could block all weapons in all directions. In that case, Ye Wushuang only had to practice for a week, and he was able to dodge the eight wooden swords that came at the same time with his bare hands. He could also deal a fatal blow to the wooden sword that attacked him.
Eight wooden swords can evade at the same time, not to mention just this one, which gives him enough time to counterattack.
Almost just a dazzling effort, this cold-light shining weapon fell into Ye Wu's hands, and when he held it, he knew it was a long sword. Taking a look at the person in front of him, Ye Wushuang coldly asked, "Who are you and who sent you?"
That person had a slightly narrow face with a pair of narrow triangular eyes, which gave people a very cold feeling. In addition, the scar on his left eyebrow that reached the length of his cheek made him feel whole. Added a bit of a harsh taste. Seeing Ye Wu's two-way question, he did not return directly at first. He slowly probed his hand at the back of his waist. He conjured up a pair of dark claw-shaped weapons and said: "It is indeed a rare talent in a century. Not to mention avoiding my attack, I can still grab my weapon empty-handed. Tsk tsk..."
The man stuck his tongue out and licked his nose very strangely. When Ye Wushuang was surprised that the length of this man's tongue could reach the bridge of his nose, he said again: "It's been a long time since I had a good fight. I played one first. After winning me, you will naturally know this."
After he finished speaking, he didn't talk nonsense anymore, turning his arms directly drove Shuang Claws towards Ye Wushuang.
Ye Wushuang didn't dare to relax at all. When doing basic training, Zhang Mo taught him that anyone who makes a strange weapon has a magical skill, and a little carelessness may lead to death on the spot. For Ye Wushuang, who Zhang Mo respected so much, he had remembered these words early in the morning. At this meeting, the claws came in like a gust of wind, and he hurriedly swung his sword.
"Ding!"
The special sound of the cold weapons immediately rang.
Feeling a shock in his arm, Ye Wushuang flew back two steps without even thinking about it. Ye Wushuang, who has always claimed to be powerful, actually felt a strong vibration in his arm, which naturally only proved that the strength of this cold man was quite impressive.
The dignity on Ye Wushuang's face immediately increased by a few points.
After the cold man came into contact with Ye Wushuang, he stepped back in the same way, but unlike Ye Wushuang's solemnity, this man's triangular eyes were filled with excitement, and he took up his claws. Hit him hehe and said: "Sure enough, he is an outstanding talent, it is worthwhile to travel."
As he said, he flew his two claws and jumped over again.
This time, the two were no longer just probing as they were at the beginning. After a series of metal clashes, both of them made a real fire, but after fifty moves, the two still couldn't distinguish Xuanzhen. This made Ye Wushuang somewhat impatient. When he retreated a little bit again, he forcibly stomped his right leg, relying on the reaction force to quickly swing his long sword to the cold person's left waist.
"Ding!"
There was another metal strike. However, after the sound of metal strikes, Ye Wushuang was surprised to find that the man's left paw sank uncontrollably when he forcibly connected his long sword.
Are you exhausted
Ye Wushuang quickly glanced at the man's face, but he didn't notice any signs of lack of strength.
If it's not exhaustion, then...
Ye Wushuang was overjoyed in his heart, and his body reacted very directly. Following the same trajectory, he once again used the sword to cut it off.
As Ye Wushuang had expected, the man not only sank his left paw this time, but also took a small step back uncontrollably along with his body.
A flaw, an absolute flaw!
This person's left paw is far less sharp and flexible than his right paw.
"Swish!"
Ye Wushuang swung several swords continuously, and the precision training in the training base allowed him to follow the set trajectory with every sword, attacking the cold person with maximum damage.
The "ding-ding" sounded loudly, and the cold middle-aged man could not even take into account the attack of his right paw for the time being, and when he blocked it, he had no chance to fight back. Originally, his left paw was the weak point. Under the blow of Ye Wushuang's squally storm, the situation suddenly turned like a river. As he retreated after being shocked again and again, this man was not far from defeat.
"Huh!"
Ye Wushuang cut his sword out again, and when he was oriented towards the man's left waist, his wrist shook a sword flower quickly. After a flicker, the long sword stopped the cold light flashing and rested on the man's neck. between.
Before Ye Wushuang spoke, the man rushed to say, "Doctor Wan wants to see you."
"Doctor Wan?" Ye Wushuang frowned, but his body shook uncontrollably, and an extremely uncomfortable feeling immediately appeared in his heart. There was a chill in his eyes, and he held the long sword coldly and asked the man: "How does Dr. Wan know my whereabouts?"
The man was not afraid of the sharpness of the sword at all, shook his head and said, "I don't know. Dr. Wan said that he wants to see you. I'm just the one who was ordered to come and invite you."
"Please me?" Ye Wu's long sword tightened in his hands, and a bloodshot appeared on the man's neck. Under the expression of that man's still old spirit, he had to continue to ask: "This is how you hire people? "
The man didn't seem to feel any pain at all, and he didn't treat the long sword on his neck as the same thing: "I'm just happy to see the hunt."
After Ye Wushuang thought about it, he knew that there was nothing to do with the person in front of him. After retracting the long sword, he frowned and said blankly: "Take me to see the old man."
On Lan Lin star, Ye Wushuang had always hated the feeling of being monitored. Being known of whereabouts at any time means that oneself is within the sphere of influence of the other party at any time, and may also be attacked by the crowd at any time.
For Ye Wushuang, this was an extremely strong danger signal.
On Lan Lin star, it was because the undead knew his whereabouts that he had to flee again and again. It can be said that this feeling of being stared at at any time is undoubtedly closely related to death in Ye Wushuang's heart.
"How do you know I'm there?" When I saw the old man Wanbo, the old man seemed to be the same, but Ye Wushuang asked this question with a black face because of his unhappy mood.
The old man Wanbo didn't seem to have the intention of answering Ye Wushuang's question. After a faint smile, he stood up and said, "Congratulations on becoming a mentor!"
Ye Wushuang didn't get into his topic at all, and stiffened his neck stubbornly. He coldly replied, "Don't get involved elsewhere, why do you know where I am?"