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1. The Decider Chapter 4¡¤One-on-one

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    "Actually, I already had doubts from the beginning." Yanolo walked slowly towards Yisli, but his steps became bigger and bigger, and the frequency of his steps became faster and faster, gradually turning from walking to high speed.  Running, its movement speed is so fast that it almost brings out a layer of phantoms.  When he was close to Isli, he suddenly bent his knees and jumped up. Using speed and strength, he hit Isli's chest with both knees.  "Oh? What are you doubting?" Yisli drew his sword and slashed diagonally, drawing a silver arc with a rounded edge in the air. The sword blade slashed diagonally from top to bottom, blocking the figure of Yanolo.  , if he still doesn't retreat, he will definitely hit this sword with his body.  "After our sword is fused with the demon's flesh and blood, we can kill the demon with both hands just by relying on our physical fitness" Anolo waited until Yisli struck him in front of him with his sword.  He suddenly stretched out his hands, stretched out his fingers, and struck the sword of the Yisli alloy sword several times with great precision. With the force of the continuous strikes, he changed the original trajectory of the sword, and at the same time, his body borrowed the force.  It spun around in the air and successfully avoided the slash.  "That's true, but so what?" Yisli glanced at the big sword he was holding from the corner of his eyes, and saw that the bright white blade was already stained with a trace of blood. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Speaking of which, you  "I'm injured." "That's all." Yanolo raised his right arm. The four fingers of his right hand were almost completely severed when he forcefully inserted them into the sword. Now only half of the phalanges are still connected.  Together.  Even with such a serious injury, Yanolo did not show any pain. He just used his good left hand to hold the nearly broken fingers of his right hand in the palm of his hand. When Yanolo released his palm after a few seconds, the fingers of his right hand  It has been restored to its original state.  "This kind of recovery speed?! If I hadn't seen you choose the path of the offensive sword with my own eyes, I would have thought that you were a strong one among the defensive swords." Seeing this, Yisli asked in surprise.  He raised his eyebrows.  "It's fine that those trash below NO.5 don't know this, don't you understand it too?" Anolo narrowed his eyes, "They transplanted the same demon flesh and blood to exist as great sword warriors, offensive and defensive types.  How can the gap between big swords be so obvious? This is entirely due to the unconscious limitations placed on one's own power due to personal subjective factors during transplantation. As long as you break the limitations of thinking and at the same time be able to use our own unique power -  "The 'demon energy' is controlled to an extremely fine level. There is actually no difference between the offensive type and the defensive type." "The key to breaking through the limitations of thinking is to be able to freely change the state of the demon energy." Yi.  Sli smiled.  "Yes." Anolo admitted frankly, "You are right to think so." However, he saw a flash of light in his silver-white pupils, and an extremely obscure aura burst out from his body.  .  At the same time, Yisli, who was standing opposite Anolo, suddenly felt that his body became heavy and sluggish, his joints seemed to be rusty and unable to move, and a weak feeling of powerlessness spread throughout his body.  "A weird feeling of powerlessness" Yisli was startled, and subconsciously raised his sword in front of him. The next moment, he blocked Anolo's punch.  Seeing that the blow was not successful, Anolo turned his fist into a palm and grabbed it horizontally, trying to lock Isli's sword-holding wrist and turn the situation into a powerful close combat against him.  Yisli pointed his toes to the ground and retreated several meters backward. At the same time, because his body was weak and heavy, he changed his sword swing with one hand to slashing with both hands. The speed was not inferior to that of swinging the sword with one hand, but his strength was still superior.  Among them, there were straight sword thrusts, cassock slashes diagonally, and even a sweeping sweep For a moment, countless interlaced silver sword lights suddenly exploded in front of Anolo, who was stepping in pursuit.  The flash of sword light is not messy, but is like a slowly blooming flower, spreading its countless petals, but among these petals, the most powerful murderous intention is hidden.  Facing the death net formed by the intertwined swords, Anolo rushed straight into it without hesitation.  Both arms stretched out like spiritual snakes, and the fingers swiftly shuttled through the sword light, wrapping, wiping, sealing, winding, and coiling. It was not forceful, but mainly dodging with jujutsu and using precise calculations.  To assist, it changes the direction of the greatsword by interfering with its edge, making it easier to dodge.  "Uh-huh¡ª¡ª" With a sharp sound that broke through the air, Yisli put his sword back on his back, and then used the force of drawing the sword to sweep out a horizontal slash with the sword. Anolo, who had got close to him, suddenly leaned up and half-knelt.  , the high-speed moving body with inertia was still gliding on the ground and approaching Yisli. Yisli's horizontal sword missed the tip of his nose by a hair. It seemed thrilling, but it was the final result after precise calculations.  The most energy-saving and efficient way to avoid.  "It feels like this again!" The sword missed, and Yisli was just about to twist his wrist and press his arm to turn the sword into a vertical slash downwards, but he felt that the evil energy flowing smoothly in his right arm suddenly surged.  ?There was a strange sluggishness, and then began to move violently and abnormally. The boiling demonic energy caused the unexpected Yisli's sword edge to deviate from the correct direction.  Yisli failed to change the angle of the sword, but Anolo jumped up like a spring that was pressed to the limit. His body was slightly sideways to avoid Yisli's missed sword, and then he used the index finger of his right palm.  The middle finger formed a sword. When the right arm was twisted to a strange angle, a finger pointed at the connection between Yisli's left arm and shoulder.  After pointing out, Anolo quickly retreated.  Yisli's pupils shrank to the limit in an instant. Anolo just pointed out seemingly lightly, injecting some of his demonic energy into his body. It was like pouring a cup of cold water into a boiling oil pan. The inside of his body was originally  The demonic energy that was circulating endlessly due to the fierce battle exploded like an explosion. Due to the violent reaction, even the skin on Yisli's chest and back was exploded by the expanding demonic energy, and a stream of demonic energy was sprayed out.  Puffy blood mist.  Not to mention, the area where Yisli had just been touched by Anolo had strangely lost all feeling after the severe pain. Not even numbness or itching appeared. It was as if this piece of flesh had become a piece of dead skin, and there was no trace of it at all.  Not only that, but the scope of this loss of feeling is gradually expanding.  Yisli tore open the clothes on his left shoulder, only to see that the area where he was hit by a finger had turned into a terrifying gray-black color, as if it had lost all its vitality, like the skin of an aging person, it had lost its elasticity and was covered with shriveled skin.  Wrinkles and cracks.  With almost no hesitation, Yisli stabbed his left shoulder with his right hand, tearing off the rotten gray-black flesh from his shoulder, and picked out the nearby contaminated flesh cleanly.  When the gray-black, jelly-like putrid blood at the wound site was cleaned up and normal blood flowed out of the wound, Yisli tore off a piece of clothing and wrapped it hastily, frowning and asked: "My demon before.  It¡¯s understandable that you are angry. After all, you are the one with the most exquisite control of demonic energy among this batch of trainees, but this kind of wound" "It is a unique characteristic of my demonic energy." Yanolo.  The five fingers of his right hand were half-clasped in the air, as if he had grasped a mass of invisible matter. Invisible demonic energy spirally gathered in his palm, bringing with it invisible wind pressure.  Yisli could clearly feel that the demonic aura in Anolo's palm that should have no properties had a sense of depression and desolation, like a dead desert without a trace of life, but it contained something that seemed to be able to destroy everything.  tyrannical.  "I don't know the specific reason. I guess there was something wrong when I fused the demon's flesh and blood." Anolo dispersed a wisp of demon aura from his palm. "The unique characteristics and effects of my demon aura are very simple.  It is the purest power of destruction and annihilation, capable of annihilating and destroying all life. The rapid self-healing ability of the big sword and the demon is useless when fighting me, because destruction is always faster than recovery.  The part I hit will be deprived of all vitality in an instant and transform from 'life' to 'death'!" "This kind of demonic quality is simply foul." The corner of Yisli's mouth twitched slightly, if he hadn't been hit in the vital part.  You can also break your wrist and actively discard the hit part, but if the one hit is the chest, abdomen or head, you will die immediately if you touch it, and if you use the damage to replace the injury, it is even more courting death.  "Don't mention this anymore." Yanolo ignored Yisli's admiration for this ability, but continued to return to the previous topic: "You must not be planning to continue fighting until now. We are against each other.  We both know that even if I kill you, I will be seriously injured, which is very disadvantageous for a fiercely competitive sword. So, how about letting it go?" "I have no objection," Yisli said with a smile.  , please continue to express your doubts about the existence of the great sword. " (PS: The protagonist also harbors hatred for the world, and his [outflow of hatred] is different from Pricia's expression. It is expressed in the same way as "Creation".  "Relative "destruction". Another point is that the demonic energy of the big sword can actually be released, but the degree is different for different people, because how to control the demonic energy is a big problem.)
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