I can travel a million miles

Chapter 41 Excellent
No one cared about the deacon in Yuanwu Lane and other minor details.

Everyone's attention was focused on the field at this time. Many gamblers who had placed heavy bets waved their fists and screamed wildly.

Chen Yao has been honing here since the beginning of the ninth rank, and has fought dozens of games so far, and only lost four of them, and all of them were only slightly lost, and they all had to retreat in the end.

In comparison, Lu Sheng came here for the first time.

Maybe something went wrong at home, and he was forced to come to Yuanwu Lane, risking his life and wealth, as can be seen from the dirty and messy hair on his head.

Therefore, before the game, many gamblers basically bet on Chen Yao's side, but when they saw Lu Sheng's bulging body and exaggerated muscles, they felt a little nervous for a while.

"Okay, let you attack first."

Lu Sheng looked at Chen Yao's dull opening.

The weapons he used were two iron wrists on his wrists, obviously practicing boxing.

Swish.

Chen Yao was as agile as a rabbit, and she came to the right side of Lu Sheng in an instant, and the blood energy belonging to the eighth-rank warrior surged in her body, bursting twice in a row.

The three-foot green blade in his hand drew an arc that was almost invisible to the naked eye, and slashed towards Lu Sheng's neck.

Ding!
Lu Sheng raised his hand to parry, his iron fist collided with the blade of the sword, making a crisp sound of gold and iron.

At the same time, two bursts of blood energy erupted, causing the heavy mountain-like body to suddenly arouse an astonishing speed, and punched Chen Yao down.

The two sides quickly fought together.

"Youhu can fight against such a big guy on par."

Someone was amazed.

"No, you should say that the big guy is a bit strong, warriors don't look at the size... Youhu's sword has defeated more than one eighth rank."

The eyes of the person next to him flickered.

For warriors below the sixth rank, because the means of deciding the victory is the surge of strength and speed in a short period of time when the blood bursts, so the time to decide the victory is often extremely fast.

Chen Yao's figure on the field has turned into an afterimage that ordinary people can hardly see clearly, and the sword blade swung while rushing, even brought a sword light visible to the naked eye.

the other side.

Lu Sheng was forced to fight, but he was not flustered, but calm and calm.

Although he is not good at speed, he can't see Chen Yao's shadow when Chen Yao is going all out, but when martial artists fight, those who are good at speed may not be able to win in the end, the key depends on the time when the blood bursts!

He didn't think that Chen Yao's burst of blood energy could last longer than his, as long as he was one breath shorter than his, then at the moment when he couldn't sustain it, he could immediately catch up and decide the winner with one blow.

four breaths,

five breaths,

six breaths,

……

Time passed little by little.

In the eyes of ordinary people, it can be said to be a blink of an eye, but to Chen Yao and Lu Sheng, every breath is fighting for life, and it is more than several times of alternating offense and defense.

As time went by, Lu Sheng's skin gradually became blood-colored, and his panting began to intensify, while Chen Yao's skin also became slightly pink.

It means that both of them are close to the limit.

Lu Sheng, who had been calm and composed all this time, finally couldn't hold on anymore, his eyes showed shock, because the time had reached No. 12 breaths, and he could only last fourteen breaths at most in one burst!

This woman can persist until now!
Thirteen breaths.

Swords and lights intersected, and the crisp sound of gold and iron was like a rapid pipa. Chen Yao did not give Lu Sheng a chance to avoid the edge and take a breath, even though her skin was also soaked in shocking patches. Blood red, but still unrelenting.

Fourteen breaths.

Lu Sheng let out a roar, and stopped dodging Chen Yao's sword attack, allowing the sword to stab his shoulder, and at the same time slammed forward fiercely, wanting to exchange a blow with a sword.

However, when Chen Yao's sword stabbed halfway, she suddenly became weak and powerless. It was a false move, and she took advantage of the situation to dodge to the left, and suddenly stepped out of the way, making Lu Sheng's impact miss.

"The victory and defeat are already divided."

The deacon of Yuanwu Lane spoke in a low voice.

really.

At the next moment, Lu Sheng could no longer maintain the explosive state, and his speed suddenly slowed down, while Chen Yao turned around in the air and swung his sword again.

Lu Sheng raised his arms to parry, but he was no longer in an explosive state. Although he resisted Chen Yao's sword forcefully, his whole body couldn't resist the force, and flew backwards and out of the field.

Teng Teng Teng!
This fell directly to the ground, trampled the nearby ground, and backed up a dozen steps in a row before barely stopping, with a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

On the field, after swinging the sword for the last time, Chen Yao also stopped suddenly, her face was as red as blood, and she staggered for a while, holding the ground with her sword, barely keeping herself from falling.

"so close."

Chen Yao secretly said in her heart.

She had also reached her limit completely. Compared with Lu Sheng's eruption time, it took at most half a breath longer, so that she could only slash with a sword in the end, and could no longer make up for the follow-up means.

Fortunately.

Still shot Lu Sheng off the field.

If Chen Mu hadn't adjusted the pile position for her a few days ago, then her burst time would be half a breath shorter than Lu Sheng's, then she would undoubtedly lose in this battle, and at most she could only rely on her speed to reach the limit Before retreating to the sidelines to admit defeat, but that would be very dangerous.

Seeing Lu Sheng being repelled from the arena, Chen Yao stood with her sword. After a brief silence in the arena, bursts of shouts rose into the sky, resounding through the sky!
There are cheers of winning the bet, and wailing of losing the bet.

This is the end.

Chen Yao has completed a total of forty battles in Yuanwu Lane!

Among them, [-] wins, [-] draws, [-] losses, and came from behind. Since last year, there has been no loss, and the winning streak has been so far. Counting this game, it has a total of [-] consecutive victories!
Among the countless warriors who fought in Yuanwu Lane, this record also belongs to the category of superior!

some corner.

Chen Mu quietly looked at Chen Yao on the field. Surprisingly, there was a hint of admiration in his eyes. He never expected that Chen Yao would have such a firm heart towards martial arts, such a resolute belief and will.

To know the exact time when the blood qi erupts, no one can judge except yourself. If Lu Sheng is half a breath longer than Chen Yao, then Chen Yao will not retreat at fourteen breaths, not only will he lose, but he will even be defeated. There is no possibility of getting out!
But Chen Yao didn't retreat!

When warriors fight each other, a momentary thought can determine the outcome of life and death!

Chen Mu felt that he might have underestimated Chen Yao a little bit. With this heart and will, even if he was not born in the Xuanguo Mansion, but in those Jianghu sects that fought cruelly, Chen Yao could rise up.

"Since that's the case, then I'll help you a little more. Let's see how far you can go in the future."

Chen Mu smiled lightly in his heart.

It is commendable for Chen Yao to have such a heart and will. Of course, he doesn't mind pulling Chen Yao a few more times, but it's up to Chen Yao to see how far he can go in the future.

(End of this chapter)