Volume 1: Wulin Chapter 34: Fight
This miraculous technique opened the eyes of countless warriors.
This is another development direction of martial arts, to comprehend the rhythm of all things, and then use inner strength as a bridge to communicate.
In the long run, the internal force will have a substantial texture. If you practice it to the extreme, you will be like Lin Haixian now, able to control objects with internal force.
Living beings, potential, and sensing things, these are the three development branches of martial arts that Lu Bai has discovered so far. There should be more, but Lu Bai has been in the martial arts world for too short a time and has not seen those martial arts.
As it stands, any one of these paths that can be developed to the top can become a master at the top of the martial arts world.
Lu Bai looked at the flowing water sword and felt a piercing chill in his heart.
Lu Bai picked up the sword he had snatched earlier and began to concentrate his attention.
Perhaps he invited Lin Haixian over not just for a fight, but for other purposes.
But when this old man who stood at the top of the martial arts world stood opposite him, holding a water sword, Lu Bai made fighting his first priority.
"Then, come on!"
The eyes of the spectators around widened instantly, and they were reluctant to even blink, for fear of missing out on this shocking battle.
After all, no matter what kind of opponent Lu Bai is, perhaps this is really the last time that Lin Haixian will take action in public.
As soon as he finished speaking, the sword in Lu Bai's hand pierced directly into the snow on the roof.
The sword blade bent and swung, and snowflakes flew out.
"You have a lot of tricks!" Lin Haixian scolded with a smile. He didn't even wave the water sword in his hand. The snowflakes flying over quickly melted and turned into water streams and merged into it.
Then Lin Haixian took a step forward, his tall figure brought up a whistling gale, which was embraced by him and penetrated into his robes, making his figure appear even larger.
At this moment, he no longer looked old. Instead, he was like the most robust general, displaying his physical strength like a violent storm.
The next moment, he drew his sword.
He swung the sword in his hand, making a simple straight stab, and the water sword instantly extended with this stab.
The originally three-foot-long water sword, at this moment, became six feet long.
Like an ice spike on the eaves, the crystal clear water sword instantly appeared in front of Lu Bai.
It's obviously water, but it's more chilling than ice and snow.
Because if you are not careful, this sword can really cut through the bones.
It was at this moment that a white chill seemed to emanate from the water sword, and the chill instantly condensed into a three-foot-long white sword light.
It was clearly still many steps away from Lu Bai, but at this moment, the three-foot sword became a nine-foot sword.
Someone once said that the art of fighting is the art of distance.
Controlling the distance is the key to victory.
Lin Haixian's attack distance increased step by step from three feet to nine feet, instantly making Lu Bai's control over the distance ineffective.
If Lu Bai had not been so highly concentrated that he would have noticed something was wrong the moment the water sword extended and would have been ready to dodge, he would have probably been hit by the sword in an instant.
While Lu Bai dodged the sword light with his side, he swung the sword in his hand.
This water sword is too long. Even if it cannot pierce him, as long as Lin Haixian sweeps over, his space for dodging will be limited.
The iron sword and the water sword intersected.
"Yeah~"
With a slight sound, the sword in Lu Bai's hand broke, but when it broke, the water sword inevitably bent, and the sword light from the sword also slanted to the side.
Seizing this opportunity, Lu Bai turned around, twisted his waist, and kicked out.
The broken sword blade was about to fall, but was kicked at the broken part and flew towards Lin Haixian.
The sword light disappeared instantly, and at the same time, the curved water sword retracted three feet.
Lin Haixian held the water sword in his hand and walked without stopping. He ignored the broken sword that was flying at him and dodged it by slightly turning his body to the side.
But the next moment, Lin Haixian couldn't help but pause and raised his sword to defend.
Because after kicking out the sword blade , Lu Bai did not stop. After the kicking foot was stretched to the limit with unimaginable flexibility, he swung his ankle and kicked out again.
But this time, what flew out was not something else, but Lu Bai's shoes.
Lu Bai did not have smelly feet. On the contrary, after his qi and blood began to generate fragrance, his whole body even had a sweet aroma.
But sword immortals also have to save face. If someone hits him in the face with a shoe at his old age, he will be embarrassed in the future.
The sword blade that was kicked away before was just a cover. Lu Bai didn't care about the lethality of the sword blade at all. On the contrary, the insulting damage caused by the shoes might be even greater.
With a flick of the Linhai Xianshui sword, the shoes were cut open.
Not surprisingly, as the shoes were cut open, a large amount of lime spilled out.
Not sure whether it was poisonous or not, Lin Haixian could only swing the sword once more, and the water in his hand flowed, absorbing all the flying powder.
The originally crystal clear water sword, at this moment, turned into a white and gray sword.
Lin Haixian took another step forward, but his momentum seemed to weaken inexplicably.
At this time, Lu Bai had already taken off his other shoe and ran towards Lin Haixian barefoot.
At the same time, a red blood light ignited on his body, and the fragrance of blood spread around.
Lu Bai's speed increased again, and the bricks and tiles under his feet made a creaking sound.
As the distance between the two men continued to shorten, Lu Bai's feet surged with strength and he stepped directly on the roof. The brick and stone roof cracked instantly and the sound of bricks and tiles breaking continued to ring out.
In a head-on confrontation, Lu Bai has little chance of winning.
Therefore, if you want to win, you can only use various methods to continuously interrupt Lin Haixian's offensive and make his condition continue to deteriorate.
For example, attacking the duel arena.
The roof did not collapse under this kick, but it became unstable. Lin Haixian's planned offensive was disrupted. His feet were unstable and he had no strength to draw his sword.
Faced with this situation, Lin Haixian was smiling.
That's what fighting is all about, using everything you can.
Wasn't it the same when he was still young? He tried his best to survive and win.
He has grown stronger over the years, but the joy of fighting has become increasingly rare.
He steadied himself and swung the sword in his hand again.
Lu Bai no longer dodged at this time. The distance was already close enough, and at this moment, his fist was faster!
“Alaaaaaa!”
He roared loudly, the sound was deafening, and his fists were swung out like a storm.
But the next moment, Lu Bai retracted his fist and looked down at his feet.
A big crack appeared on the roof at some point, and the roof, which was already in a precarious situation, had collapsed at this moment.
Lin Haixian, who was originally standing on the roof, was out of Lu Bai's fist range as the structure of the house changed.
He swung his sword at the house beneath his feet, not at Lu Bai.
"My sword is faster now!" Lin Haixian looked at Lu Bai with her bright eyes, as if saying so.
