A dimensional journey starting from the Dragon Clan

Chapter 962 Concession

"Do you want to continue?"

A calm voice came from behind.

Sasaki Kojiro turned his head with a stiff neck and looked at Li Shuwen behind him.

Just now, the trajectory of the knife he swung was completely changed by the other party with just two fingers, and due to losing control of his strength, he rushed out in the direction of the blade and came behind Li Shuwen.

"I lost."

There is no doubt that he lost.

Sasaki Kojiro had to admit this.

It is extremely dangerous for a person to lose control of his power and lose control of his entire body when attacking. In just a short moment, he could die countless times.

But the opponent in front of him didn't take advantage of him when he was out of control and full of flaws. This is probably the so-called "point until the end", right?

He had no choice but to admire the magnanimity of the great eastern country and the strength of the warrior from the great eastern country in front of him.

But while admiring it, it also made him long for it.

There is no doubt that he has encountered a new high wall on his path to swordsmanship!

He longs to transcend again.

"Although the victory or defeat has been decided, I still have a sword, so please give me your advice."

After taking a deep breath, Sasaki Kojiro stood up again and said in a deep voice.

He did not sheath the sword, but pointed the blade straight at Li Shuwen in front of him.

"Oh? One sword... that's easy to say."

Seeing the change in Sasaki Kojiro's aura in front of him, Li Shuwen raised his eyebrows slightly, seeming to be interested.

The person in front of him was different from the shameless bandits he had met in his life.

At least it's refreshing to admit defeat.

If you lose, you have to accept the beating and stand at attention. This is the right thing to do.

Yes, he is a swordsman worthy of recognition.

"Come on, let me see your sword."

As he spoke, Li Shuwen stretched out the hand he had always carried behind his back, and for the first time took a stance to fight.

This is a recognition of Sasaki Kojiro.

Like Xuan Hao, he also didn't like the descendants of those who once entered their country, but at this moment, through the exchange of martial arts, he finally recognized each other.

But sometimes being recognized is not necessarily a good thing.

As a country of etiquette, how can we not come and go when we face recognized friends?

When the opponent strikes out with a sword, Li Shuwen will naturally respond.

It's just that he came in a hurry, and he didn't prepare any good gifts with empty hands, so he just gave him a fist.

"Please - enlighten me."

As he finished speaking, Sasaki Kojiro's figure was already moving.

His movements are simple and pure.

Step on, chop and chop.

call--

The long sword roared through the air like a club in his hand, making a sharp and harsh sound.

This move was a full-strength blow from the upper section of the long sword in his hand, commonly known as the 'clothes pole', which was more than three feet long.

Taking advantage of the length of the weapon, this move is like swinging a long pole, with extremely powerful cutting power. Coupled with the sharp blade, it can cut almost anything.

However, this comes at a cost.

The premise of cutting everything is to hit it.

Because it is too direct, although this sword is full of power, it is extremely easy to dodge, and it also has a fatal flaw - it cannot change its moves!

Yes, it is extremely difficult to forcefully stop or change direction in the middle of a long sword cut with all your strength and the force brought by acceleration. Due to the law of inertia, the stronger the force, the less likely it is!

Sure enough, Li Shuwen dodged the knife sideways without any suspense.

"wrong."

The moment he dodged, Li Shuwen realized something was wrong.

His intuition told him that the sword of the man in front of him would not be that simple.

Sasaki Kojiro is an incredible swordsman. Just as no one knows whether his existence is real or not, his swordsmanship also has incredible characteristics.

That is to make the impossible possible.

According to common sense, it is indeed impossible to change the direction of such a high-speed and powerful slash.

but--

Sasaki Kojiro once created a sword that was like a dream.

That was the sword skill that could almost represent his name. Even Yan Yan, who was flying at a speed of 200 kilometers per hour, couldn't evade that swift blow! Its name is Yan Hui!

Light suddenly rose below Li Shuwen's sight. It was the edge of the blade!

The long knife, which was packed with incomparable power, instantly turned back like a flying swallow returning to its nest under the terrifying power of Sasaki Kojiro, and the blade changed from straight downward to upward! And the speed seems not to slow down at all, even faster than when falling!

For this short moment, it was as if time had stood still.

Even the Valkyries didn't see clearly what was happening.

Only Xuan Hao could clearly see the smile on Li Shuwen's face.

It was a slightly crazy smile as he met his opponent in chess.

I saw Li Shuwen clenching his fist at a speed that was imperceptible to the naked eye. No one knew what kind of power was contained in the fist with burst veins. Except for Xuan Hao, everyone could only clearly see the result of the fist falling.

That was an incredible result that even the Valkyrie almost dropped her jaw in shock.

Bang——

Accompanied by a crisp falling sound.

When the Valkyries came back to their senses, they heard the crisp sound of the broken sword falling to the ground, and saw the frozen figures of the two old men.

Sasaki Kojiro still gritted his teeth and struggled to change the trajectory of the sword and swing it upward, but the long sword in his hand had broken.

What is shocking is the action Li Shuwen maintained at this moment.

The old man looked ferocious at this moment, his posture was low, and he clenched his fist in a chopping motion as if chopping bricks.

Yes, that's how he used his fist to break the long knife with the blade pointing upward.

This is almost impossible to happen. Generally speaking, it should be that the fist is cut open by the blade.

However, the facts are right in front of us, and no one can argue with them.

Only Xuan Hao is very familiar with this move.

He just saw clearly that the moment the old man punched, the air clung to the opponent's fist, as if it were an invisible barrier that was as indestructible.

That was a fist that was reaching its extreme, far faster than Sasaki Kojiro's so-called 'Swallow Return'!

It is hard to imagine that the human body can withstand the force of such a fast punch. Judging from the ferocious face of the old man at this moment, it seems that it is not easy.

But Li Shuwen did it.

This is a punch that is even more amazing than the dreamlike slash of 'Yan Hui', the iron fist that has reached the divine realm - Gangken·Muerta!

"Ah... I'm really... convinced that I lost..."

Sasaki Kojiro seemed to have just recovered from the shock and couldn't help but sigh.

"Concession."

Li Shuwen took a deep breath and regained his composure.

He slowly stopped his waist, and his straight tunic suit was as spotless as if he had never experienced a battle.

"Then... I will fight, do you have any opinions?"

"No...no."

The Valkyries couldn't help but swallow their saliva. The old man's gaze that glanced at them was clearly very gentle, but somehow it made them feel instinctive fear.

There is no doubt that this is a terrifying human being who can threaten the gods even without the artifact.

In short, the candidates for the human side in the third Ragnarok were happily decided.

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"But it's really a wonderful showdown! I thought it would be easy to deal with mere humans, but I didn't expect it to be so difficult."

"Yes, I haven't been so excited for thousands of years. Even I want to try it myself."

"The next game is also very exciting..."

"But having said that...the venue for this third duel...is really an exaggeration..."

"Yeah, what a bold modification..."

In the Valhalla Arena, the gods were discussing one after another, and finally turned their attention to the arena that had been remodeled for the third showdown.

At this moment, the entire arena was completely covered by sea water, with only a circular platform in the center having a foothold.

The howling wind brought the salty smell of seawater to the nostrils of every spectator, making all living creatures present realize whose home field this was.

"Hai? In other words, who is going to play next...is that one?"

There is no doubt that both humans and gods are aware of who will be on the side of the gods next. There is no one except the tyrant of the sea, the sea god Poseidon, who is called 'Zeus of the Sea'. Exists!

"Ahem——"

A slight cough interrupted the discussion in the audience, and the venue suddenly became quiet.

Seeing this, Heimdall once again raised the final horn high and announced: "After a day of rest, I have good news to tell everyone that Lord Zeus has woken up, which means that the winner of the last game is out! "

"Tsk."

On the human side, Brünnhilde bit her finger and looked unhappy when she heard this, "Why didn't this damn smelly old man fall asleep? He woke up so soon."

"Ahaha..." Gray on the side smiled awkwardly, "Should I say... he deserves to be the king of the gods?"

"Tsk~ It's really shameful that the King of the Gods was knocked unconscious by a human." Brynhildr still spoke viciously.

"Stop... stop talking, sister, you will be eaten by... the gods!" Gray listened to her sister's words and looked at the gods in fear. Fortunately, the gods' attention was on the ring and no one paid attention. to them.

"The final result... will be decided by the Valhalla Council, a draw!" Heimdall announced awkwardly.

The gods in the field were silent, while the humans were disdainful.

This result was expected by almost all the gods and humans present, and was not surprising at all.

After all, God probably couldn't allow two losses in a row to happen, and he was too embarrassed to accept such a victory, so he could only compromise and choose this result.

What an irony.

"Ahem, okay...then what's next..."

Heimdall coughed awkwardly, once again heating up the atmosphere inside the venue, "Let's look forward to the upcoming third 'Twilight of the Gods' showdown! The god who will appear next, I think everyone You should have expected it, right!? That’s right! It’s this one——"

Following his words, the door slowly opened at the passage that represented the affirmation, and a surging wave poured out from it.

tread--

Crisp footsteps sounded.

A figure walked out slowly, and the gods and humans were horrified to see that wherever the figure went, the sea water diverted as if surrendering, as if loyal subjects retreated to both sides and knelt in worship.

"If Lord Zeus is the 'god of the whole universe'... then the one who rules all the oceans is - the tyrant of the sea!!"

Heimdall looked at the slowly approaching figure and explained excitedly, "Even the gods are afraid of touching his scales! He is the most terrifying god in heaven!! The second son among the three most powerful brothers in heaven—— Known as ‘Zeus of the Sea’!! His name is Poseidon!!!”

puff--

Following Heimdall's impassioned explanation, Poseidon finally followed the diverted seawater to the platform in the center of the Valhalla Arena.

After he walked through, the diverted water suddenly closed again, and the surging waves kept roaring behind him.

clang--

The crisp sound of contention resounded.

The turbulent sea suddenly calmed down, and the noisy gods became as silent as a chill.

This is the deterrent power of Poseidon, the tyrant of the sea, brother of Zeus.

He stood there holding the Poseidon Trident in his hand, and the invisible pressure made even the gods breathless.

"..."

"Go on... go on!! The reckless person who dares to challenge the God of the Angry Sea is..." Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Heimdall quickly continued to point in another direction and introduced, "This person -"

Click——

The door representing the human side also slowly opened.

"??"

But it seemed like no one came out of it.

This is a given.

After all, the entire passage has been submerged by sea water at this moment. The gods are clearly trying to make things difficult for humans. How can humans come out of the sea?

However, just when everyone thought so, a sound of water came.

"This...this is!?"

Heimdall looked at the figure dashing across the sea like a dragonfly in the water in amazement. He was a little incoherent for a moment, "Humans... actually... actually running on the water!?"

"Oh, what a fuss, what a fuss. These crazy guys, haven't they even heard of Qing Gong?"

In the stands on the human side, the warriors from the land of China smiled contemptuously.

"But speaking of it...how is the length of this passage? Even if it is an extraordinary feat, it is not flying after all. Who is this person after such a long distance?"

Everyone seemed a little worried that this person would be embarrassed because he could not cross such a distance, and they were also a little curious about who the person with such skill was.

As they say, no matter how good your qinggong is, it is not flying after all, and it will be difficult to continue without a focus.

But such a problem seems not to trouble this person.

In everyone's surprised eyes, they saw the figure running across the water from the passage and suddenly threw out the spear in his hand. The spear slid parallel to the water, and his figure also stepped on it and took advantage of it again, leaping suddenly. On to the ring.

And under his exquisite strength control, the spear spun and bounced from the water again, falling into his hand accurately.

This man was seen holding a spear in his hand, smiling energetically, and seemed not to care in the face of Poseidon's pressure.

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