Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Meng Zhao smiled slightly, with a graceful air, like an old man in the martial arts world. He stretched out his hand and pressed it, nodded and said,

"Lin You? I see that your steps are square and round. However, your energy is strong and sharp, and you can kill like a sword. You have already understood the hardness and softness of the sword. You can be said to be a good hand. Unfortunately, your skills are a little bit inferior, and although you have both hardness and softness, Progressing together, each path, but without realizing the limit, it is not difficult to break.

You are acting alone now. I think you are taking this opportunity to use me, the Dragon King, to sharpen yourself and become your whetstone. It is very calculating and courageous.

However, I have something to tell you. Although you are full of confidence, you will definitely not be my opponent, and once I take action, I will be ruthless. The two elders in the church next to you may not be able to protect you in time. , you figure it out yourself.

My warning is a reciprocation, and I should repay the kindness shown to me by the Dharma King just now. "

Meng Zhao's tone was tepid, but he had a condescending demeanor, as if a god was operating the universe and overlooking all living beings. He commented on Lin You's swordsmanship with a condescending attitude. His momentum rose infinitely, and he was as frightening as the gods in the sky, suppressing them. In all directions.

For a moment, Lin You, a young man, was really shaken in his heart, wondering if his decision was a bit hasty. What if the two Dharma Kings really didn't have time to save him, could he really die here?

As soon as he thought about it, he began to doubt himself. The sharp and fierce aura seemed to have suffered some kind of setback. He lost 30% of his vigor and the sword energy in his body also became weak.

After Lin You noticed it, he was shocked. At the same time, he kept his spirit, made observations, got rid of distracting thoughts, and said coldly,

"Meng Zhao, don't use this kind of words to undermine my confidence. Since I dare to challenge you today, I will put life and death aside. Besides, although you have interests, you are not a god, and I may not send you away."

Lin You thought that Meng Zhao said this to break down his fighting spirit and dispel his momentum.

As the saying goes, one courage, two strength, three skills, if the courage is gone, no matter how strong the foundation is, no matter how good the martial arts is, it will not be able to exert much strength. This is a kind of confrontation that is extremely easy to carry out in a battle.

Especially in a duel between masters, even if there is a huge difference in strength, there is no guarantee of victory. The right time, right place, and one's own state will become the key factors that determine the winner.

Although this kind of spiritual battle and spiritual confrontation is not as vivid and violent as the confrontation of infuriating energy or physical fists, it is also more mysterious and unpredictable.

However, the red lotus monk and the black-clothed Dharma King with murderous intent all had solemn expressions on their faces and did not dare to neglect.

Just as Meng Zhao said, Lin You's challenge to him was just an act of overestimating his own abilities. No one would think that Lin You could win, and it would even be difficult for him to escape unscathed.

But as a training, a rare experience can indeed reap immeasurable benefits that will last a lifetime.

Because Lin You's character is not that of a person who would rather bend than bend, this can be seen from the combination of hardness and softness in his swordsmanship.

If someone were to make unremitting efforts in the art of swordsmanship, it would be easy to overcome difficulties and fail once, and they might be in ruins. Instead, the two of them would try their best to prevent this kind of battle that is impossible to win.

Lin You didn't have to worry about this. On the contrary, what the two of them were afraid of was that Meng Zhao would attack too quickly, leaving them too late to save this young boy.

Therefore, the nerves of the two of them are now tense. Although there is no big movement on the surface, their internal energy and blood have been mobilized, and they are ready to intervene in the battle at any time.

Of course, Meng Zhao could also see that Lin You was in a state of turmoil just now. Although he was stable now, it was only a false sense of stability on the surface.

Because if you really have confidence in yourself and trust in the way of the sword, then there won't be even the slightest hesitation.

If you think about it, there will be flaws. If there are flaws, it is nothing to worry about.

If Meng Zhao had previously thought that this young man named Lin You was a good material, now he could only say that this material was only good, not top-notch.

Even if he is lucky enough to survive today, he will not achieve much in the way of swordsmanship in the future.

Because whether you are practicing swordsmanship or martial arts, your state of mind always comes first. Especially the better the martial arts, the higher the realm, and the greater the proportion of spiritual practice. If the state of mind is not high, no matter how strong your internal strength and exquisite moves are, it will only be fake. Just the strong one.

He no longer had the interest to talk nonsense with this person anymore, and waved his hand half-heartedly, indicating that the other party could take action.

Lin You was furious. He could see Meng Zhao's arrogance and contempt for him.

Young people do not tolerate bullying. Even ordinary people who do not understand martial arts often fight each other for similar reasons, let alone a genius like him who is strong-blooded and brilliant in martial arts?

However, Lin You is worthy of being a disciple carefully cultivated in Pudu Sect. The stronger the anger and resentment in his heart, the more calm and calm he appears on the surface. He uses this violent mood fluctuation as a kind of fuel to Improve your own status and combat power.

Swordsmanship and moves must be driven by internal force and qi and blood to exert unparalleled power. However, human emotions and thoughts are also a good booster, which can make the power of martial arts more mysterious and unpredictable.

"Bah!"

Lin You suddenly shouted loudly, and sword light flew out of his eyes, like two falling stars.

The monk's robes were filled and swayed by the strong air current, and his long, unshaved hair floated and stretched straight, which was caused by the sword energy. The whole person was blended with the sword energy in his hand, and became one. Man and sword become one.

Meng Zhao remained calm, his pair of slender, white, baby-like palms had been clasped behind his back at some point, as if he were on an outing in the wild rather than about to experience a battle.

The so-called "art masters are bold" probably describes people like Meng Zhao.

If it were Yuan Bin and Niu Dali, facing this Lin You, although they might not lose, they might not win for sure, and they must treat it with 120,000 degrees of caution and caution.

Lin You turned and shook his wrist, then lunged forward and rubbed his feet, leaving two broad sword marks on the ground.

His back was like a big bow, sprinting forward and stabbing Meng Zhao between his eyebrows.

This sword was so fast that people's eyes could not react in time, and they only had time to see the flash of sword light.

This sword is extremely powerful and unstoppable, like thunderbolts and thunder in the sky.

This sword's sword intention is like the King of Destruction coming to the world, with boundless anger in his heart, wanting to destroy everything he sees and hears. It is precisely the anger that activates the sword intention, doubling its power.

This sword was a sword that merged Lin You's body and body into one. He believed that his mental state had reached its peak. Although he could not say that he was performing at a super level, he was able to show his strength thoroughly.

He didn't want to defeat Meng Zhao with this sword, at least he wanted to make the other party take a step back.

Just one step is enough.

A sharp whistling sound resounded, and the tip of Senhan's sword drew a thin line in the air, and in a flash, it came to Meng Zhao's eyes.