Volume 2 Hello, Xia Mi Chapter 133 Water Color and Sky Light (Part 4)
Xiyue felt a familiar breath from the knife, the pinnacle of fire alchemy. Once upon a time, she had seen the skill of using the mountain as a furnace. The molten metal flowed from the towering dome to the foot of the mountain and merged into the sea, making a hissing sound. Water and fire were incompatible, and the huge amount of steam dyed the world into a fantasy after the fog. The final product was the majestic bronze city.
She blinked twice, clearing the distant memories from her mind. Being nostalgic is often not a good thing. No matter how good or hard it was, it will become a thing of the past and will not be of any help to the present. Whether you can see the sun rise again tomorrow depends on what you do today.
Many years ago, Xiyue was a person who saw life clearly. She wandered in the world like a bird flying across the sky or a fish swimming through the stream, stopping and starting. Suddenly, she would stay in a certain place for a while, watching the tide rise and set, leaving traces of moisture on the beach, and the shells washed ashore stuck in the rocks. Sometimes she would just stare blankly from afar, waiting for a child to suddenly pick it up, and sometimes she would do it herself, taking off her shoes and hooking them on her fingertips, leaving a string of small footprints, picking up the shells and sending them back to the sea, saying be careful not to be so unlucky next time.
She loves this world very much, but hates it very much. Hope always coexists with despair. After tearing off the curtain called beauty, what is revealed is the malice hidden behind it for a long time. Just like the beautiful dream many years ago, after waking up from the dream, everything is left behind. You look back and want to hold it tightly in your hands, but you can only hold the fragments that slipped quietly through your fingers. No matter how much you look back, it only adds to the sadness.
I really hate this feeling.
The air around suddenly became very humid, and it felt like walking on the seashore, breathing in the wind and water from the sea. On Xiyue's outstretched left palm was a huge water ball with a diameter of one meter. The abundant water element allowed it to maintain full activity in a stable form. Without any external force applied, it still spun wildly like a globe being turned.
Of the four elements, earth, water, wind and fire, water has the highest plasticity. Whether from the perspective of the dragon clan's words or from the perspective of human technology, water has a higher upper limit than the other three elements. 71% of the earth itself is water. To be honest, the land, wind and fire combined are no match for this scale. Mastering the ultimate of water is like mastering the authority of the world.
Xiyue inserted her right hand into the water ball, and the rotation stopped immediately. The water ball instantly turned into an exquisite longbow, with complex and simple shapes, just like an ancient artifact from thousands of years ago reappeared in the form of water. It does not need arrows or bowstrings, and all its shortcomings will be made up by this longbow made of water itself. The shape is just an appearance.
If we compare the status of the Word Spirit Qianlong in the Water Element Word Spirit, then the horizontal result is probably the Junyan in the Fire Element. This Word Spirit has some of the same properties as the Junyan. It can quickly extract the water element in the surrounding atmosphere to condense a large amount of flowing water and fix it into hardened form. It can change into any form according to the needs of the user. People who use this Word Spirit do not need to carry any weapons. As long as they are in a place with water elements, they can rub their hands at any time.
"Hurry up and help senior sister!" Seeing that the two sides were about to get into a tit-for-tat situation, Xia Mi patted Finkel's shoulder, hoping that he would not be immersed in the afterglow of the slap in the face and give up.
"What should I do? Go and slap myself again?" Finkel simply lay on the ground and refused to get up. He pointed at the slap marks on his face with an innocent look, "I think I have done well enough! But this woman restrains me! Look at how confident your sister is. You should believe that she can handle it. After all, she is the only designated S-rank!"
"You were such a hero a few minutes ago, but now you are such a coward. Which side are you on?" Xia Mi was really impressed by this loser who turned against his own side in the middle of a battle.
"I think you are more heroic, Junior Sister. Why don't you show me how to do it?" Finkel suddenly smiled flatteringly. "Look, I am a man after all. I can't stand hearing a beautiful woman's coquettish voice. When she speaks, my legs tremble and I just want to kneel down. My character is not very good. I don't know if you can do it."
"Come on, I haven't even been to the academy, how can I learn how to fight! In the words of the Word Spirit, I probably beat up my senior sister as well." Xia Mi stuck out her tongue, turned her head to look around, and suddenly a light flashed in her mind, "But it's not that I can't help!"
A sudden strong wind blew open all the curtains in the opera house. The dim light from outside shone in through the lattice windows, casting latticed shadows on the floor and illuminating the girls' skirts.
Xiyue made a bow-drawing gesture, and a part of the water flowed out from the water bow. A thin water string was hooked on her fingertips. When the string was stretched to its limit, it was the force of a thousand pounds to fire. The water that was also separated from the water bow turned into an arrow that responded to the string and was shot out. The water-colored arrow feathers made a sharp whistling sound, and the power was astonishingly fast.
Lu Mingfei spun with the knife, her toes touching the ground as light as a swallow. Fu Guang hit the arrow accurately without exerting any force. Instead, she used the force to make a perfect circle and shot the arrow towards the ceiling, piercing through the concrete dome. The crystal chandelier fell and fragments flew everywhere. The arrow formed by the flowing water had a power no less than a cannonball.
When Samson taught Lu Mingfei , he said that swords can be used in two ways. The first is strength. In a real battlefield, strength is absolutely the first priority. The party that is weak first will be seized by the opponent, who will attack you with thunder and rain, making you unable to breathe, until you fail to die. The second is skill. There have been so many swordsmen and swordsmen throughout the ages, and even various schools have been extended. They focus on the superb skills after strength, and use various methods to make the sword perform far better than steel.
She said that strength is definitely not your strong point, Mingfei, so what I teach you will focus on the skills themselves. You can think of them as skills in the game. Each skill represents a means to deal with different environments. Remember not to choose to fight head-on.
The move Lu Mingfei just used was called Hui Feng, which was a move that combined precision and skill. Samson said that when he used it, he could use his knife to hook away the opponent's weapon at the moment of turning around. Lu Mingfei was still a half-baked novice and didn't think he had that kind of accuracy, but if he received an arrow that he knew was coming from the front, he could still do it. First, he received the opponent's force but didn't release it, and then further applied his own force to change the direction. This was called Hui Feng.
Xiyue fired arrows continuously, each shot was aimed at a different position around Lu Mingfei. This is the skill of a master archer. Bows are difficult to fire rapidly. Modern games usually design archers as melee fighters for the sake of gameplay. But in fact, ancient archers were elite soldiers. They needed great arm strength to fire continuously. If such people really took up a knife to fight in close combat, they would be more fierce than ordinary people. However, the water bow Xiyue was holding did not require her to exert force, so she could fire continuously at a very fast speed, blocking the opponent's space to move.
Lu Mingfei stepped forward and used both hands to hold the sword. This was because Xiyue's water arrow had strong kinetic energy. If she didn't swing with all her strength, she would be crushed by the violence during the collision.
The arrow formed by water is powerful , but its physical properties are still water itself. A precise slash can cut it directly. Once it loses its original fixed shape, the water arrow will instantly disintegrate into splashing water droplets, which will not be offensive even if splashed on the body. Lu Mingfei slashed and swung, moving forward. The water on her shoulders, chest, abdomen and even her face was dripping wetly along the ends of her hair.
The distance between her and Xiyue was close to three meters. She stopped and stabbed her heart with the azure water spear. If she didn't stop in time and use the floating light to protect her vitals, this blow would take her life.
Xiyue changed her tactics. When the distance got closer, she replaced the water bow with a water-colored spear. At this distance, her weapon was almost a dimensionality reduction attack on Lu Mingfei. The lengths were not at the same level at all, making it difficult for Lu Mingfei to get close.
Lu Mingfei suddenly swung her leg forward, and one of her silver high-heeled shoes flew accurately towards Xiyue's face. It was unknown when she had quietly untied her shoelaces. She must have been planning to kick off her shoes and launch a sneak attack.
Xiyue had to take a step back, and the water gun disintegrated into a curtain wall in front of her, because the 8cm high heel was sharp and thin, let alone throwing it out, even if she held it in her hand and hit it directly in the face, it would make several bloody holes on the person's body.
The shoes flew out, and then Xiyue turned water into a sword, because she knew that the next attack would come after the clever surprise attack.
As expected, Fu Guang followed closely. Lu Mingfei kicked off her other shoe. She could move more swiftly barefoot, and she could cover this distance with just a running start.
Close-range combat was a taboo mentioned by Samson, but Lu Mingfei was not thinking about fighting with Xiyue with swords at the moment. Fu Guang's first sword hit Xiyue's water sword directly, and then his fingertips turned, and Fu Guang danced between her fingers at a strange angle to stab out the second time, and then used the same method to change the angle again to strike out the third time. The speed was so fast that it was dazzling. Although the force was not strong, it really demonstrated the principle that the only way to break martial arts in the world is to be fast to the extreme.
The Kite Flying to the Moon is said to be a move inspired by seeing nighthawks preying on field mice several times under the moonlight. Speed is its first priority. If it is not fast enough, the power of the move will be greatly reduced and it may even be forcibly interrupted by the opponent.
Fortunately, Lu Mingfei was indeed fast, thanks to the weapon in his hand. The floating light material made it transparent and almost weightless. Guan Gong, who wielded a 72-jin crescent-shaped sword, was definitely not as fast as a thief who stabbed around with a knife. That's the truth.
This move can only be used ten times at most. By the tenth time, both the momentum and strength will have reached the limit. Xiyue defended against ten swords in a row to win steadily. When she felt that Lu Mingfei had exhausted his strength and wanted to retreat and look for another opportunity, she suddenly moved forward, put her hands together and then split them into two, then turned one sword into two swords and swept Lu Mingfei's chest with both hands from left to right.
Lu Mingfei bent down instantly! Thanks to the hard training in the past six months, her body is as flexible as a gymnast, and she is very agile in fighting. The wind from the sword swept through the end of her hair and cut off a strand of hair. She took advantage of the situation and turned around with her hands on the ground, kicking Xiyue's jaw fiercely. Because she was not wearing shoes, this kick made Xiyue dizzy and her instep was red and swollen. If it was harder, they might have broken bones together.
She still doesn't have Chu Zihang's awareness that if she hurts the enemy, he will die. She still knows how to be considerate of herself. If it were Chu Zihang, he would either cripple the opponent or turn himself into a one-legged hero.
Lu Mingfei grinned and jumped back two steps on one foot to get away from Xiyue, keeping just the right distance. She didn't intend to compete head-on with Xiyue, nor did she intend to create more opportunities for Xiyue to use long-range weapons.
In the short fight, Lu Mingfei had a feeling that Xiyue was not very good at close combat. She used a bow at the beginning, and then a gun. It seemed that she was responding according to the distance change, but in fact, it was to maintain her dominant position. When the distance between the two sides was shortened to the point where she could only use shoes and swords as weapons, her reaction and strength were greatly weakened. The first time Lu Mingfei used the Flying Kite to explore the moon on someone, she was able to completely suppress Xiyue.
"You... aren't very good at close combat, are you?" Lu Mingfei stared at Xiyue closely.
Xiyue rubbed her chin and waved her hand to release the two swords. The water scattered and slowly flowed around her feet.
"Yes." It was hard to imagine that Xiyue nodded in such a disadvantageous situation. She was so calm, which was unlike her just now self-confidence.
“Surrender, Cassel’s sentencing is quite reasonable, and he has his own set of rules. For your crime, you will probably be sentenced to life imprisonment. At least you won’t be killed on the spot by the execution department who are eyeing you covetously outside.” This was the first time Lu Mingfei used this tone, and she felt a little excited, as if she had become Cassel’s designated negotiation expert, and was negotiating terms with the thugs. It felt like a police drama.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Xiyue tilted her head with a funny expression. Even at this moment, she was still so charming when she spoke. The Siren's singing seemed to be a passive word spirit to her. "My close combat level is really terrible, that's because I disdain to play such violent games. My real strength is playing word spirits. Everyone has to kneel at my feet. In your favorite two-dimensional terms, I am a top-level...mage."
As soon as she finished speaking, dozens of water jets shot up from the puddles on the ground and reached the ceiling, cutting through the chandeliers on the dome and shattering the rock ash, dividing the entire opera house into several small worlds in the springs. It was hard to imagine that there would be so many streams of water in such a place, just like the rhythmic fountains at a music festival, except that the intensity of this fountain was extremely high, as if it was endless, completely blocking the view, and the water splashing against the ceiling was like a rainstorm, soaking Lu Mingfei all over.
"From the beginning, my duel with you was a trap, my little cutie. When you are my opponent, you must always pay attention to even a puddle of water around you, because even that can be a shackle I set for you."
They were indeed traps. The water was sprayed out when Lu Mingfei cut off Xiyue's weapons. The water flowed along her attack route and around her. When the spring erupted, it formed a perfect prison for herself.
Lu Mingfei knew that Xiyue was standing behind the water curtain in front of her, but she couldn't see Xiyue. She could only hear Xiyue's unique voice from the sound of the violent water flow.
