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Chapter 228 Rank Difference(1/2)

"clang--"

The crisp metal collision sound suddenly echoed deep in the dark and quiet forest. Under the faint moonlight, the sleeping birds were alarmed and made sharp chirping sounds hovering.

"Sword Qi?! It seems that I still underestimate your strength."

Bai Xize moved away the knight shield in his hand that appeared in front of him that blocked the opponent's sword energy attack, and a little surprise appeared on his indifferent face.

Xia Lan held the sword and did not move. Her deep eyes stared at the silver knight shield with wide and narrow top and bottom in the other party's hand. When the inscription sword slashed out the sword energy and shot it in front of the other party, who would have thought that Bai Xize simply took out a shield from the virtual ring and easily blocked it. With the faint light of the moonlight, he even saw a shallow sword mark on the shield.

"The airflow is out. With your current level strength, it is difficult to do even with the inscription sword. How did you do this?" Bai Xize asked with interest.

As we all know, airflow is an important symbol of the peak level of the superior. It is undoubtedly a sincere curiosity and puzzling that a swordsman who has not yet broken through to the upper middle level can do this.

"Everyone has his own secret, and some secrets are usually only known by the dead." Xia Lan said coldly.

"In this way, you will bury your secret with you and die."

Since the other party was unwilling to answer, Bai Xize said lightly, and his long sword stood in front of the silver shield, approaching Xia Lan step by step.

Fighting is never a game, and any mentality of underestimating the enemy will become a fatal disaster.

The distance between dozens of steps is neither long nor short.

Every time Bai Xize takes a step forward, Xia Lan will take a step back, because for him, a distance of more than ten steps is the safest distance for him. Once the distance is closer, the degree of danger will inevitably rise sharply.

"Clang...clang...clang..."

At this time, Bai Xize's long sword standing in front of the shield suddenly hit the shield surface, and the crisp metal collision sound continued to ring rhythmically.

Taunting? Exciting?

wrong!

This is hypnosis!

Subconsciously, Xia Lan, who was in a daze, immediately woke up and turned around. However, it was this gap that the knight sword in Bai Xize's hand suddenly stabbed directly into his heart and chest!

He rolled in a hurry and hurriedly avoided the fatal sword that Bai Xize stabbed, but the crisis was not resolved. The long sword in Bai Xize's hand took advantage of the situation and launched a continuous attack on him like a storm.

The battle between life and death is like a game on a chessboard.

If you are not careful, you will lose everything.

Not to mention Bai Xize's superb swordsmanship, the suppression of the energy and momentum of the direction level alone made it difficult for him to compete with him head-on, especially when he lost the first move and fell into a disadvantage, Xia Lan's situation can be imagined.

The sword edges collided violently with each other and splashed countless fleeting Mars. The battle between the two sides was dazzling and they could not see their movements clearly. The lush grass and trees around them rustled, and the withered yellow branches and leaves continued to fly and fall. The bursting sword energy was like a storm storm that scattered every corner.

With a slutty effort to block and resist Bai Xize's attack, Xia Lan retreated again and again. She could not even use a counterattack. If it weren't for the increase in the compatibility of the "Lie Feng" in his hand and his concentration essence, he might have probably died under the opponent's sword now.

Brand new blood marks continued to appear on his body, and the wound was as smooth as being cut by a sharp blade. It won't take long. The blood will completely dye him red.

With the rapid consumption of the air flow in his body, Xia Lan's hands holding the sword began to become heavier.

He knew that if he continued like this, he would definitely die.

"Speed" is launched.

Looking at the life that was falling in front of the retina, Xia Lan made a decisive choice in an instant!

Feeling the inexplicable power that "Speed ​​Movement" gives the body light and agility, his figure suddenly escaped from the scope covered by Bai Xize's fierce offensive.

Bai Xize's long sword slashed in the air, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Sensingly captured Xia Lan who had escaped from the distance. He looked at the direction of the other party's escape and seemed to think of something. When the silver knight shield was retracted, the seemingly bulky figure suddenly turned into a silver stream of light and disappeared immediately.

Xia Lan is a swordsman focused on speed. Logically speaking, facing a top-level strongman focused on Qi type, even if he cannot match the front, he will at least have a certain advantage in escaping.

But this is not the case.

Because every level of the rank symbolizes the transformation of strength.

Take the power focus with the lowest speed agility as an example. A new top power focus with the power focus is not comparable to a median peak speed focus.

This involves a mass change in the air flow in the body.

Although Xia Lan and Bai Xize are at the upper level and are only two small levels apart in their ranks, it is these two small levels that strictly divide the strength boundaries between them.

The reason is that the peak of the upper level has reached the realm of the FerNu law.

The FerNu law has always had another title.

The realm of God.

Only by entering the realm of FerNu law can human beings undergo fundamental changes, just like the difference between mortals and gods.

And the peak of the upper rank is like a demigod.

No matter how powerful a mortal is, he is still a mortal.

Demigod is not a true god, but demigod has at least one word like god.

The mediocrity of Qi-based focusrs in terms of strength and speed skills is only compared to different types of focusers at the same level. However, once the level changes fundamentally, the gap between the two sides will immediately become reversed.

Just like Xia Lan and Bai Xize now.

He knew very well how powerful he was at the peak of the superiority, but when he was truly facing the life-and-death battle with the peak of the superiority for the first time, he realized how superficial he was.

The advantages given by system skills and the complement of the inscription sword "Liefeng" have built Xia Lan's confidence.

Excessive self-confidence can easily turn into conceit, and conceit can often blind people's eyes.

It was not until now that he realized that all external objects were not his own real power. Only by constantly moving down-to-earth to advance his own rank and strength is the only right way.

Flying through the dark and dense forest. Xia Lan did not dare to look back, and even tried her best to constrain her perception and breath to avoid leaking.

Since he could not sense Bai Xize's traces, perception would become a burden for the other party to capture his own traces.

He was fleeing towards the road entering the forest, not seemingly worried about the layers of ambushing outside the dense forest. Or perhaps he even hoped that the knights would wait for the wait-and-seek.

"I said you can't escape."

Bai Xize's indifferent voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and Xia Lan's body twisted quickly as she flew. A dazzling silver light flashed across the corner of her eyes, and the thick trees in front fell down crookedly.

Xia Lan stopped and turned to face the blurry figure walking out of the forest.

Time has passed in "Speed" and he has no more way to escape.

In this way, he had no choice but to stop.

Continuing to escape will only bring the same consequences as those trees cut off by the silver light of sword energy.

Facing the enemy behind his back is a taboo for the warriors, and he doesn't want to get into the same end as those trees that have "accidentally injured" by the silver light of sword energy.

"The strength is barely good, and the way of escaping is even more eye-catching. Perhaps the thief is the most suitable profession for you."

Bai Xize slowly took out the silver knight shield, raised the long sword in his hand and said lightly.

"I was indeed a thief once."

Faced with the ridicule in Bai Xize's words, Xia Lan raised her sword toward her.

"But you are a swordsman now, and I saw the shadow of the army in your swordsmanship. Have you been a soldier?"

Bai Xize stepped forward, and the moonlight pouring into the forest shone through the dense branches and leaves, reflecting on the silver knight shield in front of him. Cold cold lights were reflected.

"I'm not a soldier."

Xia Lan leaned forward, held the sword in both hands, and her tight body showed the best fighting posture.

"Your father must be soldiers."

Baixize once again brought the two closer.

"My father is indeed an army."

Xia Lan's back bent slightly, like a bent bow on the string.

"He must be an excellent soldier, and most of the outstanding soldiers often die on the battlefield."

When the two were more than ten steps apart, Bai Xize stopped moving forward.

"Yes."

Xia Lan nodded in agreement.

"If there was no war, what would your dream be?" Bai Xize asked suddenly and wondered.

"My dream is...kill you!"

"White Wolf Tears"

Before Xia Lan finished speaking, he suddenly launched his strongest sword attack!

This time, he will not let the other party successfully invade his mind again!

The inscription on "Fierce Wind" burst out with dazzling blue light, and countless wind blades circling and entangled on the sword edge. When the long sword danced, the green sword energy burst into crazily towards Bai Xize in front of him.

Bai Xize quickly stood up the silver knight shield in front of him, and the sound of tingling metal collision continued to echoed sharply. He frowned, and seemed to have discovered something in his senses. The knight sword in his hand suddenly slashed down towards the left empty space.

"Clang—"

With violent swords clashing, Xia Lan's strange figure appeared in the blank space.

"White Wolf Breaking Night"
To be continued...
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