Chapter 28: The Heroic Sentiment of Warriors

  Yue Youcheng was taken aback at first, then smiled bitterly and drew his sword from its scabbard. He indeed would not let go of this opportunity to gain land, even if it meant risking the wrath of the clan's elders.

  Since it's like this, then there's no need to discuss it further!

  At this time, Yue Yu's heart was also filled with helplessness. Little Yue Yu really had poor qualifications, but the problem was that he would never have the chance to explain these things to others.

  But at this moment, he didn't have much time to entangle himself in this matter. In the next instant, his gaze and all his attention were drawn to the dazzling white light that suddenly lit up in front of him.

  Yue Youcheng's speed was slightly faster than he had imagined before. With a single step of his right foot, he arrived in front of him with just one rise and fall. The long sword in his hand also turned into a white awn that the naked eye could not distinguish, slashing towards his neck.

  Yue Yu can be certain that Yue has used at least 80% of his strength in this sword. The reason for the reservation is only to guard against possible variables and the presence of Rong Li lurking around.

  There is no doubt that if these factors did not exist, this elderly man would have killed him with all his might!

  Yue Yu, however, didn't feel the slightest bit of fear, and instead, a hint of excitement flickered in his eyes. A head-on confrontation with a strong warrior like Wu Shi was something he had been looking forward to for a long time. And if his opponent happened to be a mid-tier warrior, that would be even better!

  In Yue Yu's mind, a large amount of data related to Yue Youcheng's physical body, true energy level, and explosive power appeared one by one on the interface of the auxiliary intelligent system. At the same time, threads of true energy flowed into his feet. Then, all the detailed terrain within ten meters under the fallen leaves appeared in his mind in a three-dimensional model.

  Just as these data began to be incorporated into the calculation, Yue Yu's figure shifted to the left and then swung his long knife diagonally.

  Koyori's left hand, just like his right hand, has extremely flexible elbow joints, and the tendons of his forearm muscles are about half a division longer than those of ordinary people. However, for the creation of his god-slaying sword, it is perfectly suitable.

  Because in his previous life, his physical structure was also exactly the same, without even a single thread of difference!

  Actually, Yue Yu himself was also confused about this matter during the time he had just woken up. He had also guessed in his heart that it might be because of the physical harmony that his soul could reincarnate in this body. However, this is ultimately unfounded.

  There is one thing that can be certain, and that is the knife skills and martial arts of his previous life, with Xiaoyue Yu's body, can be fully utilized without any discount!

  When the fifth-level Da Huan Yuan True Qi was poured into the knife, Yue Yu could clearly see the surprise flashing in Yue Cheng's eyes.

  His arm was longer, which would make his muscle strength insufficient, resulting in a lower force on the knife than usual. However, the speed of swinging the knife was often faster than that of ordinary people. And Yue Yu's diagonal swing happened to coincide with Yue Youcheng's long sword changing direction, cutting through Yue Yu's head before reaching Yue Youcheng's abdomen. Although it didn't hit in the end, it forced the latter to retreat and defend himself, rolling out several steps away.

  "No wonder you were so confident, it turns out you really do have some skills!"

  Yue Youcheng let out a cold hum, and as soon as he landed, he pounced forward again. The icy blue sword energy spewing from the tip of his sword also increased by another inch.

  His cultivated technique was a mid-level internal skill of the clan, Qian Bing Jue. At this moment, his 13th level true energy was fully exerted, not only did the sword energy extend two inches long, but also the temperature within a radius of one meter suddenly dropped below freezing point.

  Yue Yu took a deep breath, forcing himself to suppress the faint unease in his heart. He knew that with the power contained within this icy blue sword energy, even a slight touch could lead to a fatal outcome.

  What's truly frightening isn't the sharpness of the sword energy, but rather the chill that's quietly spreading out in all directions.

  About three months ago, Yue Yu was fortunate enough to see a first-class martial artist within the clan demonstrate the tenth-level Dry Ice Technique in the training arena. At that time, with just a light palm strike, he froze a wooden dummy used for sword practice into an ice block, and then shattered it inch by inch.

  A low-ranking martial artist can exert such power with the Qian Bing Jue. The strength of the person in front of him is naturally imaginable.

  So in the next battle, he may not be able to withstand even the slightest mistake.

  However, when looking at the black swift figure in front of him, rushing towards himself quickly, Yue Yu suddenly let out a burst of laughter.

  Yue Youde didn't know what he was being cautious about, and for the second time in a row, he didn't attack head-on, but instead drew a small arc in mid-air. Yue Yu thought that this old man's movement skills were originally like this. However, the second time, he saw through it. Not only the degree of the arc, but also the landing position, Yue Youde was trying to be as unconventional as possible. To put it accurately, he should have been trying to exceed his expectations!

  Although this didn't help much with his next battle, and even increased the difficulty of operating the auxiliary intelligent system to some extent. However, Yue Yu felt inexplicably relieved. He gripped the horizontal knife in his hand, and suddenly remembered the heroic ambition of using a long knife to defeat three armies' elites in his previous life. The calm and rational state of mind that he had been maintaining also began to be gradually eroded by the high morale of war.

  Is this the power of a 4th-grade martial artist?

  A thread of excitement and trepidation rose within Yue Yu, at this moment he threw away all the physical and geographical data analyzed in his brain's auxiliary system interface, almost all of it was discarded. In his field of vision, there was only the sixty-year-old man in front of him, and the long sword that stabbed straight at him.

  Yue Yu first lowered his body, and then like a leopard, he swiftly cut to the left. Without going through any form of thinking, nor relying on the help of auxiliary system computing power, Yue Yu's martial sense, however, subconsciously judged that the direction he was charging forward was where the opportunity lay!

  At the same time, Yue Yu's horizontal knife also slanted out again, rushing straight towards his opponent's neck. If Yue Cheng's sword momentum was a raging wave that came crashing down, unstoppable and overwhelming, then his knife was like a sea swallow flying against the wind, shining like a silver lightning bolt that broke through the dark clouds.

  Then in Yue Yu's line of sight, Yue Youcheng let out a muffled grunt and almost forcibly stopped his body from pouncing forward.

  Yue Yu was not surprised at all, earlier whether it was the position he dodged to or the direction of the slanted and horizontal knife, were all his opponent's blind spots and weaknesses. Even if he himself were facing this knife, apart from dodging, there was no other way out.

  As the sword sliced through the air, Yue Yu's figure also inevitably dodged to the side of Yue Youcheng. However, Yue Yu's offensive did not stop at all. He used his right leg as an axis, his body leaning left, and in an instant, he utilized the buffering effect of the fallen leaves on the ground to change direction. Then, almost sticking to the ground, he slid to the right. The horizontal knife in his hand also slashed towards Yue Youcheng's legs.

  This time, Yue Youcheng was even more embarrassed. He slid back again to the side, barely avoiding it. However, this knife still inevitably cut open the hem of his pants. If he hadn't reacted in time, his entire calf might have been cut off by Yue Yusheng.

  At this moment, in Yue Youcheng's eyes, there was not only surprise, but also a hint of shock. Yue Yu slid out for no more than two steps before stopping. Then he pounced forward again, avoiding his sword by a hair's breadth, and approached him closely. After that, the direction of his horizontal knife was still avoiding a hard fight with him, yet it was also the position that made him feel most uncomfortable. The momentum of the knife was not sharp, the speed was only average, but every time it forced him to retreat and move his body to avoid its edge.

  At this moment, he finally felt the change in Yue Yu's temperament. Yue You even had an illusion. It seemed that the person standing in front of him was no longer the tender boy who was not yet thirteen years old, but a seasoned warrior who had gone through hundreds of battles and was invincible.