The Jin Yao giant stared at Garberd, wondering why he could still laugh in such a desperate situation surrounded by enemies.
It doesn't know why the sword energy on the old man in front of him no longer shows its sharpness in an instant, but is restrained in the heart.
But the Jinyao giant saw Garberd put on a defensive posture, holding the sword in his right hand, and hooking himself with his left hand—
He is provoking
Are you challenging yourself, who is as huge as a mountain, in the twelve realms
The Jin Yao giant frowned, and raised his mountain-like thick feet. With this simple movement, countless falling sand and gravel formed a sandstorm that covered the sky and the sun in the wind. It glanced at Garberd's position briefly, and stepped down heavily, as if it wanted to trample the cockroaches on the ground to death.
Garberd raised his sword, looked up at the darkness that took away his vision, and faced the trampling of the golden giant.
The shock wave swept over everything on the ground in an instant, and the soldiers who were still riding horses were hit and turned on their backs on the spot. The tall giants were also not immune to the disaster, and I don't know how many low-level giants were lying on the ground in disorder.
The ground cracked inch by inch. Alaya leaped to a relatively safe place, only felt the sword energy around her body surging, even beheading two low-ranking giants couldn't calm down, her eyes couldn't help falling on the feet of the Jinyao giant.
There, Garberd was bent over, and the joints on his wrists, elbows, shoulders, chest, waist, knees, and ankles all burst open, dripping with blood. But he took the blow head-on with his sword energy, making the scene in front of him so unbelievable. It was as if he was holding up a broad and magnificent mountain on his shoulders, his body was on the verge of collapse, but there was still a hearty smile on his face.
The Jin Yao giant crushed it vigorously, but still couldn't crush the world supported by Garberd's sword energy. So it withdrew its feet, not admitting cowardice, but just wanting to see what kind of miserable situation Garberd was in after receiving his blow.
The shriveled muscles of this elderly man were swollen, and his face was abnormally rosy due to the congestion, making him look younger. The Jinyao giant withdrew his feet, and Garberd also straightened up, spat out the blood in his mouth, moved his neck, and said something as if he was talking to himself:
"Almost figured it out. Strength, speed, stamina, attack style..."
Garberd's eyes were fixed on the golden Yao giant, and the blood flowed from his hand to the sword, and then dripped down the sword into the muddy water beside him.
"Twelve weights, sure enough, I am above this old man in all aspects. How to make up for this gap?"
He thought about it very seriously. But in fact, if the giant Jin Yao could understand what he was talking about, he would definitely laugh at his overreaching. Even on the human side, no one had hope for him. Those words fell into the ears of others, but it was just a pretentious gesture, and it was just a lip service done by the loser to cover up the embarrassment of failure.
But only Garberd knew that he really wanted to win, and it had nothing to do with anyone.
He has not experienced this feeling for many years, the feeling of the brain running at full speed, the feeling of the youthful spirit gathering in the whole body. As if with a sword in hand, all the changes in the world are in the chest.
Every attribute is overwhelmingly deficient, and this time there is no time for him to make up for the deficiencies.
Garberd clenched the sword in his hand. Shuttle and dodge in the stormy attack of the Jin Yao giant, he no longer cared whether the soldiers behind him were dead or alive, and no matter how the ground was destroyed, all his attention was on the front of his eyes on the opponent.
No flaws can be seen from the Jin Yao giant. In other words, because of the huge difference in realms, it was impossible for Garbage, who had the tenth level of swordsmanship, to find the flaw in the twelve-level Jinyao giant.
But it doesn't matter, he has experienced this feeling countless times in his life. In the first half of his life, every time he fought against others, he felt the same way. Despair drowned him like a tide, and he couldn't see a ray of light up or down. He has been groping for the winning formula in such a dark and cold environment, turning the impossible into possible.
Don't practice swords if you don't have enough talent
Did you choose to retreat without support
Did you decide to give up because of your physical limitations
Swords are not such a thing.
Humans are not such creatures either.
On the other two battlefields, the Yinhua giant stopped attacking the hidden guard commander, and turned to look at the Jinyao giant. Lord Lingwu also put away the pale golden flame, his body hovered high in the sky, and looked in that direction. The focus of the battlefield has shifted from the confrontation of the army to the trump card contest between the two sides, although this contest is full of absurdity like a mayfly shaking a tree.
The Jin Yao giant punched down, and the sound of gold and iron buzzed. The fist broke through the wind and snow, and the turbulent flow caused by it formed a violent vortex. Garberd held the sword in both hands and slashed fiercely. When his fist collided with the sword, the sky and the earth trembled.
Garberd vomited blood, and flew out backwards. The Jinyao giant put away his fists, but his face was a little more puzzled.
Just now, it felt like it was punching itself in the mirror.
There was already some artistic conception in Garberd's sword. Although it was not fully revealed due to the large power gap, the Jinyao giant still found it a little inconceivable. It was born standing on a high place, able to look down on the world, so its fists are flawless in terms of strength, speed, and accuracy, and it also has a kind of coercion that roars like wind and thunder. But the human beings in front of them obviously haven't broken through the shackles of the ten layers, so why can they catch up with it
The Jin Yao giant turned his fists into palms, and instead of knocking the mosquito-like Garberd away, he wanted to grab and squeeze him.
But Garberd swung his sword again, and his body fell to the ground quickly, falling into the snow.
He got up, panting heavily, his eyes narrowed slightly, his whole body trembling, only the sword in his hand was held firmly.
There seemed to be a light in the abyss of despair.
However, that light is so far away that ordinary people can't touch it at all.
The body is already very tired, even if he runs towards that ray of light, he will probably die of exhaustion on the road in the end. Right now, he seemed to be in the middle of the sea, knowing the location of the land, but trying to cross this boundless sea with manpower was nothing short of a dream.
Garberd let out a breath, and the blood rolled down his clothes and fell to the ground. This gray-haired, skinny old man raised his head again to stare at the Jin Yao giant, releasing the sword energy from his body.
Not without fear, not without awe.
It's just that before giving up, the body has already acted without authorization.
How to win? Garberd didn't know either.
But get up when you are knocked down, so you can be called a swordsman!
Where is the truly invincible in the world, and where is the eternal strong? What makes human beings greater than other races is not that they are born with high talents, but that they can move forward even without talents. Regroup again and again, learn and grow again and again, and finally achieve victory over the strong with the weak, and overcome the superior with the inferior!
There was thunder and lightning in the sky, and the snow all over the sky turned into heavy rain and poured down.